Chapter 493 The Top Master of All Sexes, Demon Buddha Wu Man

Old Master Wang and his four companions were walking on the street in the wooden house area. A disgusting smell came from them. They frowned and looked in the direction of the smell.

In a corner of the street, a skinny beggar was curled up there.

He had died long ago, and his body was already smelling faintly, but strangely, there was no pain on his face, but a smile on his face. He didn't look like death, but like he had experienced something extremely happy.

Everyone felt very uncomfortable. Looking around, passers-by ignored the body of the beggar on the corner.

Most of these people had greasy, dirty and messy hair, and looked like they were withered, but they had a satisfied smile on their faces.

If you look closely, you can find that this smile is exactly the same as the smile on the face of the beggar who starved to death on the corner of the street.

This extremely weird scene made several people shudder.

"Brother Wang, something is not right. Let me test it!"

As he said that, the old man of the Lu family reached out to stop a passerby and asked:

"Hey, young man, there is a dead person over there. You are not dealing with it, but are still laughing here. What are you laughing at?"

The passerby trembled all over, shuddered, and the smile on his face was restrained. He glanced at Mr. Lu and said unhappily:

"Go away, where did you come from, old man, what nonsense are you talking about? Where is the dead person? I ask you where is the dead person?"

"Isn't that it?" Mr. Lu pointed at the body of the beggar on the street.

"Bullshit, he was clearly chewing a chicken leg there!" The man said with a look of certainty.

"You said he was chewing a chicken leg?" Mr. Lu looked surprised. Why did he lie with his eyes open?

"If he's not chewing the chicken leg, then he's chewing your leg? Now that the war is over, everyone has land, everyone can eat, and there's meat every meal. Even street beggars won't starve to death. Look at him, not only is he eating this chicken leg, but there's also a hot white bun next to him!" the man said.

The war is over, there's land and meat... This made Mr. Lu stunned for a moment. What nonsense are you talking about? Are you making fun of an old man?

Just as he was about to start scolding, the old man Wang next to him pulled him and stopped him, then looked at the man and said with a smile:

"So that's it, we're from other places, and we don't know much about this place. Can you explain it to us, brother?"

"You can find someone else, I still have to go to Xi Street for afternoon tea, and I don't have time to talk to you about this!"

The man looked impatient, and after saying that, he walked straight forward without waiting for a few people to reply.

After walking a few steps, the impatience on his face disappeared, and he returned to the weird smile before, disappearing at the corner of the street.

Mr. Lu pointed at the man: "Brother Wang, this..."

"There seems to be something wrong with their cognition!" said another old man of the Lu family among the four.

"Maybe it's not a problem of cognition!" said Old Master Wang, and then he stopped another passerby and asked the same question as Mr. Lu, but the answer he got was that the beggar was sleeping.

In order to prove his point of view, the passerby even walked close to the corpse, greeted the corpse, and said a few words in a serious manner.

Perhaps he was fumigated by the stench of the corpse, and the man soon came back with an ugly face and cursed.

He told Old Master Wang and others that the other party was sleeping, and he went to greet the other party and was scolded.

After saying that, he walked away with an angry face. After walking a distance, the anger on his face disappeared and he smiled again.

"What they see... is different from what we see!" Mr. Lu reacted.

Old Master Wang said: "Rather than saying that what they saw was different, it's better to say that they were all immersed in their own imaginations. The man before liked to eat, so in his eyes, the beggars who starved to death on the street were eating and drinking, and he was also going to have afternoon tea." "In fact, he was pale and thin, and he probably didn't have enough food, so where did he get afternoon tea?" "As for the saying that everyone has land, it's even more nonsense. At present, the land around here has been divided up by several big landlords. They don't have land, they are all contract workers." "The other person is the same, but he may like to sleep more, so the beggars who starved to death are sleeping in his eyes." "But at the same time, they can also rationalize some not-so-good things with a logic that suits themselves, just like he was smoked by the stench of the corpse, but he said he was insulted for disturbing the other person's sleep." After listening to Old Master Wang 's analysis, Mr. Lu said: "But they don't see any change in our eyes, why is that?" Old Master Wang thought for a while and said: "Have you noticed that the things they imagine are all bad, and we are bright and beautiful, maybe in their eyes, it is a beautiful thing, no need to imagine, so it is the way things are." "Imagine all bad things as good..." Mr. Lu reacted: "Is this the effect of the Feng Shui Qi Bureau inside?" "It should be!" Old Master Wang said: "If I guess correctly, this Feng Shui Qi Bureau should only target ordinary people, and it doesn't work for people like us." Mr. Lu glanced at the beggar who died with a smile on his face on the side of the road. He didn't know what this person saw before he died, but being able to die like this is also a kind of comfort, no matter how good it is, it is better than the cold reality. He sighed and said, "These people are already living such a miserable life. This Feng Shui Qi Bureau doesn't seem to be a bad thing for them!"

"No, it's a bad thing, a very bad thing. This is like drinking poison to quench thirst. What's the difference between this and the opium dens everywhere? It completely kills hope."

Old Mrs. Wang shook his head and walked forward with his hands behind his back and a frown on his face.

Seeing this, the few people behind quickly followed.

Along the way, pedestrians smiled almost numbly, and the four of them came to a courtyard without making any further interruptions.

Different from the surrounding wooden houses, this is an earth house. The walls are covered with dry ivy with only rhizomes left. From the spiderweb-like rhizomes, you can see the walls full of cracks inside, giving people a sense of next to nothing. The illusion that this wall will collapse in seconds.

Standing outside the door, you can hear the sound of childish reading coming from inside:

"Even if there is no old age and death, there is no end of old age and death, there is no accumulation of suffering and destruction of the Tao, there is no wisdom and there is no gain, because there is no gain..."

"Reciting the Buddha's name and preaching the sutras?" Mr. Lu looked at Mr. Wang and said, "I am a bigot and don't understand. Brother Wang, you have always worshiped the Buddha and have a deep understanding of Buddhist knowledge. What are you talking about?"

Mr. Wang said: "This is the Buddhist Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra, written by Bodhidharma, the ancestor of Zen Buddhism. The version we are hearing now was translated by Master Tang Xuanzang, the founder of Faxiang Sect."

"The meaning of this passage is that until there is no old age and death, there is no end of old age and death, there is no collection of pain and disillusionment of the Tao, there is no need to force it with wisdom, so it doesn't matter whether you get it or not..."

The sound of chanting continued in the room, and Mrs. Wang continued to explain along with the sound of chanting.

After listening to Mrs. Wang's explanation, Mr. Lu was thoughtful.

Inexplicably, he thought of the people he met along the way who had weird smiles on their faces and were trapped in their own delusions.

At this time, the sound of chanting in the house suddenly became louder and could be clearly heard outside:

"Reveal the truth, uncover the truth, Polo reveals the truth, Pāloṇṭhāna reveals the truth, Bodhisattva reveals the truth."

After reciting this sentence, the chanting stopped abruptly.

Mrs. Wang explained: "The meaning of this sentence is, go, go, go to the other shore. Everyone, go to the other shore quickly and achieve positive results!"

At this time, the gate of the courtyard was pushed open, and a group of children in tattered clothes filed out, with smiles on their faces. When they saw the four people standing at the door, the children stopped and saluted respectfully.

Wang and Lu were stunned for a moment, and seemed to be touched in their hearts. They also said hello to them. Then, with the old man saying goodbye one after another, the children gradually drifted away.

After watching the children leave, Wang and Lu looked into the courtyard and saw only two people standing inside.

One of them, with naked eyes, a red scarf, a wolf tail tied behind his back, a rosacea nose, and a cunning look on his face, was undoubtedly Yuan Jingui.

The other person is about 1.7 meters tall, with a medium build. Even in the middle of winter, he is wearing a single coat and a pair of cloth shoes. His hair is gray and unkempt, and it is messy. The cold wind blows, as if in a strong wind. Swinging weeds.

His eyes were cloudy and lifeless, and his overall appearance, except that there was no weird smile on his face, was just like the ordinary people outside.

The man said calmly: "We have a guest coming, Xiaoyuan, let's make a cup of hot tea."

"Okay, Senior Wu!"

Yuan Jingui smiled and went to make tea immediately. Soon, the tea was brewed. It was not a good tea, but an ordinary Mindu white tea. The hair was silvery white, the soup was yellow and bright, the taste was fresh and mellow, and it could clear away heat and reduce internal heat.

The silvery white tea leaves were swirling in the tea cup. Wu Man pointed at the tea cup:

"Listening to what this old gentleman just said, he seems to be proficient in Buddhist principles. In my life, I value worshiping the Buddha the most. Why don't you come over and sit down and talk about the Buddha?"

"you……"

Mr. Lu frowned and was about to speak. Mr. Wang reached out and pressed his shoulder, pressing it down, signaling him not to speak yet.

Mr. Lu swallowed what he said and looked at Mr. Wang.

I saw Mrs. Wang walking up to the other party, staring at him, and said: "Wu Man, an inexplicable layman who became a monk three times, returned to secular life three times, and finally fell into the trap of omnipotence?"

"Yes!" Wu Man nodded.

Old Mrs. Wang thought of what he saw along the way and asked, "Is the Feng Shui Qi arrangement that surrounds this place your arrangement?"

"yes!"

"What is your intention with this move?"

Wu Man said: "The Buddha said in the Nirvana Sutra: If you do not have any anger towards a sentient being, but are willing to enjoy them, this is called charity."

"The Buddha also said that giving, observing precepts, patience, diligence, meditation, and prajna are the six perfections of Buddhist practice. Among the six perfections, giving is the first. Therefore, I am giving charity!"

Mrs. Wang grinned, as if he had heard some ridiculous joke:

"You call your current behavior alms and charity. This is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world!"

Wu Man was not affected and continued to say calmly: "Buddha said that there are three types of charity."

"Giving clothes, money, and medicine to others is external charity."

"Completely purifying one's worries is inner giving."

"And if it is to give people spiritual, or even life-long comfort and support, it is fearless giving."

"What I did was exactly the third and most valuable act of fearless generosity. It is an immeasurable merit."

In the past, Mrs. Wang only thought that the man in front of him was telling a joke, but now, he felt that this man was a lunatic.

Suddenly, he remembered the comments he gave to this person in Jianghu Inn. He had read a lot of books and started talking about various Buddhist scriptures and Buddhist principles. However, he seemed to have an obsession. Even though he became a monk three times and returned to secular life three times, he still could not resolve it, so he became angry. Down, into the whole nature.

Although I don’t know what his obsession is, it is a fact that this Buddhist scripture is spoken but Buddhist principles are not spoken.

Mrs. Wang shouted: "Deploy the illusion array, let them indulge in the illusion, and slowly die like frogs boiled in warm water. You call this immeasurable merit, but you are clearly committing murder!"

Faced with Mrs. Wang's scolding, Wu Man remained unmoved and said calmly:

"The Sutra of Perfect Enlightenment says: All living beings are in non-birth, and they mistakenly see birth and death. This is why it is called the cycle of birth and death. This sentence means that real life is born without birth; it is without birth. ”

No life... Mrs. Wang pondered Wu Man's words.

Mr. Lu next to him couldn't help shouting: "Shenshen Naotao, what do you want to say?"

Wu Man said: "Buddha said: Life is death, death is life, life, death and death are changes in phenomena. Our true self that is neither alive nor dead is not in this life and death. You have to find this true life. It’s okay to live or die.”

"And what I am doing is to save the people here and help them find their own true life."

When it comes to Buddhism, Wu Man is no longer reserved, and the divine light in his eyes bursts out little by little, and it is frighteningly bright.

His tone of voice also became faster: "Buddha said that there is no mind outside the body without being possessed by the devil."

"The meaning of this sentence is that if our current body is fake and is just a temporary tool borrowed from our parents for decades, then it is really unintentional."

"What is unintentional? Ignore all delusional thoughts. They are originally ripples on the water, so why bother with them? If we don't understand the nature of our own mind and don't understand that thoughts and feelings are just like ripples on the water, they are fake. You will be deceived by the ripples on the water and forget your true nature as water.”

"If you forget your own nature, it will be like going on stage to sing an opera and getting dizzy, thinking that you are a character in the opera. Once you get on stage, you can't get off, and you can only sink in the sea of ​​misery. Just like the people in this wooden house area, they live a miserable life. It’s unbearable, it’s easy to get on stage but hard to get off stage.”

"But all this is caused by obsession. They can't see themselves clearly, and they can't get true bliss. I let them see the truest thoughts in their hearts, step down from the sea of ​​suffering, and enjoy the joy of life." The unenjoyed bliss allowed them to see their truest selves, allowing them to find their true selves.”

"Now that you have found your true self, what is the importance of life and death? Everyone has to die, and some people need a little help."

"I am helping them achieve righteousness, and I am helping them reach the other side of glory!"

Wu Man looked at everyone with stern eyes, a look of compassion on his face. His voice seemed to have an echo, constantly overlapping in everyone's ears, rising and falling. The combination of the three gave people a ferocious and terrifying feeling.

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