But as people grow older, their hearts do not grow older.
Wujiang was dressed in snow-white and spotless, but... the little bit of mud on the hem of his clothes still couldn't escape the eyes of the eminent monk.
We are already in a state where there is nothing outside of us, so why are we still stained with mud?
Master Du'e did not answer his question, but asked: "Where have you been?"
"Returning to Master, under the orders of the abbot, I led several junior brothers to explore the demon world. After passing through the poisonous fog forest, I found that the demon world was almost submerged by floods."
Wujiang answered in an orderly manner, without any trace of panic.
But Master Du'e's eyes flashed with deep disappointment.
"What else did you see?"
"Returning to Master, there is no..." Wujiang lowered his head and never saw Master's eyes.
"Boundless," Master Du'e asked earnestly, "Why do you lie?"
"Disciple..." Wujiang licked Chun, lowered his head, and frowned. It turned out that he couldn't escape the master's eyes, "Disciple met Hua Xi, and she was injured. She was afraid of being misunderstood by the junior brothers, so she sent them back first.
"
"You took care of her for a day?"
"yes."
"Are there any distracting thoughts in your mind?"
Wujiang was startled. He wanted to answer no, but he couldn't.
In front of the master, he couldn't lie, so he knelt down with a 'pop'.
"My disciple's character is not firm enough. I have been practicing hard for two years, but I still let the master down." His eyes were a little red. The master originally wanted to stay in seclusion until his death.
But because of him, I got out of seclusion.
He...is guilty.
"There is nothing in the first place, so how can we cause dust?" Master Du'e shook his head and sighed, feeling powerless in his heart.
Is there really no way to survive this disaster?
Buddha is so compassionate, why can't he see his disciple struggling in the world of mortals?
Wujiang has been the most devout believer since he was a child. He has devoted himself to Buddha and never had any distracting thoughts. He could have become a Buddha, but now...
Is it possible that this is the Buddha's trial?
Wujiang lowered his head and saw a little bit of mud on the hem of his monk's robe, which made him feel even more ashamed.
"Master, I want to retreat with you." Wujiang finally said.
He also wants to escape from the sea of suffering. What's the point of continuing to be entangled like this?
Whether he becomes a Buddha or not is not important to him at all.
He is just afraid that if he continues like this, he will gradually lose control of his heart, and when the time comes, he will harm Hua Xi.
There was fear and anxiety in his heart, and he was at a loss about the future.
Master Du'e sighed and said: "From love comes sorrow, from love comes fear. If you are separated from the one you love, there will be no worries and no fear."
"Disciple, please remember Master's teachings." Wujiang lowered his head. He wanted to retreat with Master, but why didn't Master agree?
"As long as you remember, Wujiang, this is your catastrophe. My teacher has already said that if you can survive it, then you can obtain the true body of Bodhi, and all your sins in the past life will be washed away, and you will become a Buddha forever.
Escape from suffering and darkness.”
"If this disciple goes into seclusion for a hundred years, will she be able to survive this calamity safely after a hundred years?" Wujiang asked blankly, feeling his heart twisting.
"If you can escape, it is not a disaster. There is no limit. You should face it. The red face and the white bones. Maybe when you see through it, you will realize that it is time to get through it."
"Red beauty and white bones..." He imagined that Hua Xi would grow old one day and even die.
But there was no fear in his heart. People will grow old. No matter how old she becomes, he still thinks she is good.
"Go down. Remember, there is no need to escape. What is coming will always come. Master went first."
