Chapter 180 Feed a Handful of Dog Food to the Master, Go【Subscription】

He Feifei looked at Guanyin Bodhisattva in confusion, and said, "Bodhisattva, what does this mean?"

The Bodhisattva did not intend to explain, but asked, "Do you really want to see Meng Yuan again? At any cost?" Guanyin Bodhisattva asked.

He Feifei was taken aback when she heard Guanyin Bodhisattva express her wish all at once. She had never told this secret to anyone, not even Chen Bin, who had the best relationship with her. She only said it to Guanyin Bodhisattva, and since the Bodhisattva said it, the little doubt in her heart completely dissipated.

He Feifei hurriedly kowtowed and said, "Please Bodhisattva, any price will do, I am willing to pay!"

"Looking back every five hundred years, are you willing to wait?" Bodhisattva asked.

"Five hundred years?" He Feifei was stunned. Isn't this too long? However, thinking of him in his heart, he nodded firmly and said, "Yes!"

"This one glance requires you to give up everything in front of you, relatives and friends, are you still willing?"

"Yes!" He Feifei gritted her teeth, she had had enough of missing him day and night, she wanted to see him!

"In that case, you can wait here." After finishing speaking, the Bodhisattva waved his hand.

He Feifei only felt that the world was changing, and then he turned into a stone, lying in the wilderness, unable to move or speak. At first, He Feifei didn't feel much, but as the sun rose and was exposed to the scorching sun, He Feifei only felt as if her whole body had fallen into the fire, which was unbearably hot and painful. After finally surviving the scorching sun, another strong wind came, the wind was like a knife, and she wanted to cry in pain; the wind passed, and the heavy rain fell, and the rain hit her body, which was icy cold, but she still gritted her teeth and persisted, muttering in her heart : "In order to meet him, what are these?"

Four hundred and ninety-nine years have passed, the wind and the sun, the rain and the ice, but He Feifei still hasn't seen Meng Yuan, her heart is suffering, she just feels like she's about to collapse.

At this moment, a construction team passed by, dug her out of the ground, and made her into a stone bridge. On the day the stone bridge was built, a person came from afar, still wearing the same familiar clothes and familiar face , familiar temperament, she finally got her wish to see him! She wanted to cry, but couldn't, she wanted to cry, but couldn't, so she could only stare at him blankly.

However, he never looked at her, came and left in a hurry, leaving no trace of nostalgia.

Looking at his back, He Feifei just wanted to cry, this is not what she wanted!

"Amitabha, the benefactor, as you wished, you have seen him. How is it?" Guanyin Bodhisattva appeared again and asked with a smile.

"Bodhisattva, please, I still want to see him, no...I want to touch him! Yes, I... really want to touch him." At this point, He Feifei lowered her head shyly, not realizing that , the bodhisattva in the monk costume above is also very shy, his face is red...Fang Zheng, who has never been in contact with this kind of blue love, suddenly finds that compared with the girl, he is quite pure, at least just to see, I never thought of doing it!

So the Bodhisattva said, "Are you sure you want to touch him?"

"Yes, sure." He Feifei said.

"It's more troublesome, you have to wait five hundred years." Bodhisattva said.

He Feifei was taken aback for a moment, the previous five hundred years had already caused her unbearable pain, how about another five hundred years? However, thinking of the shadow in my heart, I gritted my teeth and said, "I can wait!"

"Amitabha, as you wish." The Bodhisattva waved his hand.

The world changed before He Feifei's eyes, and she found that she had turned into a tree surrounded by wilderness.

He Feifei thought that when she was a stone, she was used to this kind of suffering after being exposed to wind, frost, rain and snow, but when she turned into a tree, she realized how naive this idea was. Can a tree be compared to a stone? The stone is hard, not afraid of wind and rain. However, the tree is different, the wind blows the sun, the thunder strikes and the frost falls, as if it has experienced 18 kinds of hell-like ordeals.

Finally, four hundred and ninety-nine years of suffering passed.

Just when He Feifei could not hold on any longer, a figure came from a distance. It was a man hiking. Although his clothes had changed, she was still familiar with that face, that frown and smile. He Feifei smiled, finally waiting for him, and smiled with relief.

Afterwards, the weather was too hot, Meng Yuan came under the tree, put down his luggage, sat under the tree, leaning against the trunk, took a nap, and fell asleep unconsciously.

He Feifei smiled, she finally got her wish and touched him, seeing his peaceful sleeping appearance, He Feifei tried her best to close the leaves to block him from the sun.

But the good times didn't last long, Meng Yuan left without saying anything, picked up his bags, and started on the road again.

Looking at Meng Yuan's back, He Feifei felt empty again, but she was no longer as persistent as before.

"Amitabha, benefactor, how about it?" Guanyin Bodhisattva appeared again.

"Thank you, Bodhisattva." He Feifei said respectfully.

"Do you still want to see him again?" Guanyin Bodhisattva asked. In Fangzheng's opinion, there are only two sides, and it should not be over yet.

However, He Feifei shook her head: "No, I'm already satisfied with these two sides. When I haven't seen them, I always want to see them. I really saw them, saw them, touched them, and I found... I suddenly understood what the Bodhisattva said before. It's the meaning of Zen." He Feifei suddenly smiled.

"Oh? How does the benefactor feel?" Fangzheng was also a little curious, Zen language, different people, different environments, and different understandings. Fangzheng really wanted to know what He Feifei had realized.

"Beautiful love, touching love, are all illusory! But illusory love is also the most beautiful! It is like falling into a dream, close in front of you, but you can't touch it; far away is always the most beautiful, because it is far away and full of love. Imagination is difficult to understand. The real beauty lies in the illusion created by the human heart. This kind of beauty is worth pursuing all the time. Even if we spend our whole life and get a heartbreaking ending, we still yearn for it.

But the illusory is illusory, living in the illusory, there is only pain. Only by being detached can one be freed. Meng Yuan is not that perfect, but I perfected him. "He Feifei said with extremely clear eyes.

Fangzheng's heart was shocked when he heard the words, he didn't expect He Feifei to really understand something. And it was completely different from what he had comprehended!

Fangzheng's comprehension of this sentence is more towards life, and he subconsciously said: "The benefactor is very wise."

He Feifei smiled, and asked respectfully: "Dare to ask Bodhisattva, is there any other explanation for this?"

Fangzheng laughed, this girl actually wanted to test the truth of the dream, the Bodhisattva of the trial period is here! How courageous! At the same time, Fangzheng also realized a problem. In this world without gods, everyone would have a little bit of suspicion about gods. However, He Feifei's test couldn't help Fangzheng. It was not for nothing to comprehend the Dharma for so long. : If people are not attached to all material fame and fortune in the world, they will not be controlled by material fame and fortune. It is precisely because people pursue these sensory things that they will become unhappy...Everything flows and nothing stays forever. Ordinary people just care too much about themselves That’s why we are in dire straits. Everything is illusory, and life is like a dream blowing away with the wind! Gathering and dispersing, joy and sorrow are all fate!”