In Leishui Temple, the Buddhist bells are melodious.
It has been a month since Ming Xin came back.
After taking the Buddhist Golden Lotus, Ming Xin's injury was no longer serious, as long as he cultivated well, it would be fine.
But these days, Ming Xin's morning and evening classes every day have been a little absent-minded.
Every time I recite Buddhist sutras and recite them, I feel like I am flying into the sky, not knowing where I am going.
Just like today.
Today's morning class, Ming Xin got up early and sat in the main hall with many monks.
The sound of chanting Buddha spread melodiously and echoed throughout the mountain top. The originally snow-white clouds were dyed golden by the sound of chanting Buddha.
But as she was thinking about it, Ming Xin suddenly closed her mouth.
Xin Xin opened her eyes and looked at the huge golden Buddha statue directly in front of her.
I used to look at the golden Buddha statue every day.
But now, from Ming Xin's point of view, it feels a bit strange.
It was obviously the sound of chanting the Buddha that I listened to every day.
But now, these sounds seem to be getting further and further away from me, becoming more and more empty.
I don't know why I feel like this, but I feel like I don't belong here.
My heart seems to be in other places, and then it goes further and further away.
As a bell rang.
Morning class ends.
The sound of chanting Buddha in the Main Hall slowly died down, and all the monks opened their eyes one after another.
"Today's morning class will end here."
Abbot Wuyuan slowly spoke.
"yes."
All the monks put their hands together in a salute and turned to leave.
But the compassion did not leave.
At this time, Ming Xin was still looking at the golden Buddha statue in front of him, as if in a daze.
Wu Yuan looked at his disciple without disturbing him.
I don't know how long it took before Ming Xin took his eyes away from the Buddha statue and looked at the abbot grandpa.
"Compassion, your heart is not calm anymore."
Wu Yuan smiled, still so kind.
It seems that when facing such an old man, you can say whatever you want. This old man is a very good listener.
"Grandpa Abbot, this disciple is puzzled."
Looking at Wu Yuan compassionately, her originally clear eyes seemed to be covered with a light mist.
This is confusion.
Everyone feels confused, but for Compassion, this is the first time.
"What's not to understand?" Wu Yuan asked.
"For a month now, I have been thinking about my travels and everything I saw.
The disciple saw villagers who were willing to live under the power of the mountain god for their own selfish desires, no matter how scared they were.
I saw those bandits who never repented no matter how many Buddhist scriptures they listened to, and only repented after their lives were threatened.
I saw those adulterous monks destroying women’s innocence for their own spiritual practice.
I saw Lin Niao going on a killing spree.
The abbot once said that when a person truly repented, no matter how big the sin, we should forgive him.
But Grandpa Abbot.
What should we do with those who were murdered?
What qualifications do we have to forgive others?
Lin Yong is a demon.
He said that he was not a good person and he would not be surprised if he was punished by God one day.
Grandpa Abbot, if Lin Niao is considered a demon, then who are these people?
We in Buddhism emphasize on rescuing people in distress and saving all sentient beings, but are those people who do all kinds of evil really worth saving?"
"What do you think of compassion?" Wuyuan said with a smile.
"Disciple, I don't know"
He lowered his head compassionately.
"The principles in the Buddhist scriptures are so empty, so big, and so beautiful.
But the world is not like this, and the human heart is not like this.
The disciple feels that the Buddhist scriptures he has read seem to be wrong."
Wuyuan shook his head:
"My dear, the so-called Buddhist scriptures are just written by humans, and all the rules in the world are just made by humans, and as long as they are humans, they will make mistakes.
Everyone has their own Buddhist scriptures in their own hearts.
This is what you are looking for."
"Compassion, I would like to ask you a question.
Now, there is a person who has not entered Buddhism, but has ordained himself. He does not drink alcohol, eat meat, look at women, do not lie, and does many good deeds. He does not do anything outside the monastic rules. Do you think he is
Monk?"
"Yes." Xin Xin nodded.
"Now, there is another person who entered Buddhism. He ate wine and meat. He committed murder in order to save others. He violated the sexual precept in consensual agreement. In order to comfort an old man, he lied that his son did not die on the battlefield. He
I have always had Buddha in my heart, do you think he is a monk?"
He bowed his head with compassion and thought carefully.
After a long while, Mercy raised her head: "Yes."
A reluctant smile:
“Isn’t this right?
Compassion.
What is a monk?
How can one become a Buddha?
What are the standards? Who knows? Who can have the final say?
Everyone has his own Buddha in his heart.
The angry-eyed Vajra is the Buddha.
It is the Buddha who saves all sentient beings.
Everyone can be a Buddha.
Everyone can be a devil.
As the donor Lin said, you need to find the Buddha in your heart.
This donor has wisdom."
Listening to Wu Yuan's words, Ming Xin tasted them carefully. After a long time, Ming Xin raised his head and said, "Disciple seems to understand a little bit."
"It's okay, just look for it slowly, but Ming Xin, maybe this is not the only thing you are confused about?"
"Um."
Compassionately nodded.
"These days, whenever my disciples recite Buddhist scriptures, they always think of Lin Niao.
I will think of it when I eat.
I will also think of it when I sleep.
The disciple wanted to see him.
Grandpa Abbot, what’s wrong with this disciple? Are you sick?”
Hearing Ming Xin's words, Wu Yuan was stunned for a moment, then put his hands together and smiled: "Hahaha Ming Xin, this means that you have entered the world of mortals."
"Into the world of mortals?"
"Yes."
"What is the world of mortals?"
"This is the world of mortals."
"Grandpa Abbot, this disciple is puzzled."
"It's okay, think about it carefully and follow your heart. I believe it won't take long before you understand."