My disciple is Sun Wukong

Chapter 347 Westbound Fengxian County

【350】Fengxian County
"When people have desires, they will suffer. Is it wrong for my Buddha to eliminate the root of suffering?"

Tang Seng shook his head violently when he heard Sun Wukong's words.

"Wrong! My master said that the root of human suffering is not desire, but dissatisfaction with desire." Monkey King raised his head, looked at the western sky, and waved the iron rod in his hand:
"My old grandson only wants to eat a peach, but your Buddha told me that the idea of ​​eating peaches is wrong. It is greed. My old grandson should get rid of this desire, so that there will be no pain..."

Said, Monkey King put the iron rod on the ground, looked at Tang Seng, his eyes flickering:
"But my master gave me a peach tree directly. Every summer, my grandson has endless peaches."

"How do you say your bullshit Buddha is on par with my master?"

When Ye Jiuxuan was mentioned, not only the monkeys, but also Old Zhu, Sand Monk, and Little White Dragon smiled.

Between heaven and earth, the only one who can make them smile so knowingly is Ye Jiuxuan, the Heavenly Venerable of the Nine Xuans.

Tang Seng's complexion changed slightly. Is it really wrong for him to teach people to let go of their obsessions and eliminate their desires?

Zhu Wuneng said: "The master said that it is better to teach people to fish than to give them fish, and it is better to teach people to work hard to get closer to their dreams than to teach people to eliminate their desires!"

"My old pig's dream is to have many, many wives and have many, many children."

He said many "many", and then looked at the faint blue moon in the sky, tears suddenly came out of the corners of his eyes.

"Idiot, you are crying." Monkey King said.

"No, the wind blinds my eyes." Zhu Bajie shook his head.

Sha Wujing also looked up at the stars in the sky, searching for an inconspicuous water-blue planet: "So, Master is the person I admire the most, and everything else is bullshit."

Little Bailong made a "buzzing" sound, and he could feel the approval in his voice.

After a while, Tang Seng shook his head vigorously and said:

"No, no, the desires in the hearts of mortals are endless. If this is the case, when will it stop? It is precisely because human desires can never be satisfied that desires must be eliminated."

"My Buddha is merciful, and there will be no mistakes."

Tang Seng's voice was full of firmness.

Sun Wukong shook his head: "Monk, you are wrong again. My master said that we are all human beings when we are born in the world of mortals. Even if we are mortals, how can we have no desires? Not to mention ordinary people, even a high-ranking saint cannot escape fame and fortune. Character."

"Buddhist escaping from the world is escaping, and not being polluted by the world of mortals is fear. How can the things of love be eliminated because they are not close to women? How can the desires in the heart be eliminated because of escaping? My master will use his strength to prove the way and use his strength to be free. "

"I don't understand what my master said, but my grandson knows that if I want to eat peaches, I can eat peaches, and if I want to drink, I can drink. I want my monkeys and grandchildren in Huaguo Mountain to always have a smile on their faces, so that my grandson can be at ease happy."

"Instead of sitting high in the Buddhist hall, putting on a face of dead parents, and preaching some bullshit principles to let go of obsessions and eliminate desires with believers."

After listening to Wukong's words, Tang Seng's mind became even more confused. He had never heard such a rebellious fallacy, but after careful taste, he found that this fallacy was so reasonable.

Was the Buddha wrong?

Do not!
How could Buddha be wrong?

Tang Seng said: "The original intention of my Buddha is not to make people passive and avoid the world, but people in the world have misunderstood it. My Buddha..."

Tang Seng talked "Pa-ta-ba-ta" for half an hour, but heard a "snoring" sound, and the four of them fell asleep at some point.

He sighed, folded his clothes and lay down on the ground, looking at the bright moon in the sky, thinking about it, tossing and turning, but couldn't fall asleep.

What he thinks is not right or wrong. There is no right or wrong in the world, and it is difficult for people in the world to distinguish between good and evil.

It's just that what he was entangled in his heart was, are the principles of Buddhism really beneficial to the world?If everyone believes in Buddhism, will the world really become a better place?
For the first time, he had deep doubts about the belief in his heart.

The next day, the sky was twilight.

The five people walking westward walked towards the city, and it was Fengxian County in front of them.

Now they have reached the territory of Tianzhu, but along the way, most of the people have no clothes and food, and they are even poorer than the poor mountains and rivers.

Sun Wukong said coldly: "Now that you are at the foot of the Western Land, if your Buddha is really merciful, why doesn't he show mercy to these people?"

Tang Seng had grief on his face, but he was speechless.

After a while, the five people came to the outside of the city and entered the city gate. The civil affairs were still desolate and the streets were desolate. Not to mention this is a county, even the villages in Datang are a hundred times more prosperous than this.

Walking to the entrance of the city, I saw a group of patrolmen in official uniforms, holding paperwork in their hands, and seemed to be posting notices.

A group of five people walked over, those patrolmen raised their heads fiercely, they saw a monkey and saw a pig's head and a human body, they were so frightened that their bones became numb, their scalp felt cold, they pulled out their knives fiercely, and tremblingly said:
"Where did the monster come from? Our place is barren, but there is nothing for you to snatch."

Along the way, Tang Seng was already used to it, so he hurried out and saluted:
"The poor monk is the one who drove the Tripitaka from the Tang Dynasty in the east to the west to worship the Buddha and seek scriptures. Although the people who travel with him are ugly, they are all people with great supernatural powers and are dedicated to goodness."

"Passing through Baofang, one doesn't know the name of the place, and the other doesn't fall into someone's house. If there is any collision, I hope Lie Gong will forgive me."

Seeing this, the patrolmen felt a little relieved, and quickly saluted: "This is Tianzhu Outer County, the place name is Fengxian County. It is not far from the Xitian Daleiyin Temple."

Hearing this, Tang Seng clasped his hands together and said again:

"Since it is the kingdom of Tianzhu, it is at the foot of the Western Land. Why is the land where my Buddha Tathagata came to be so barren?"

Those patrolmen said dejectedly: "The mages don't know something. Our place has been in drought for years, and there has been no rain for three years. The county lord ordered me to wait here to put up a list, and pray for the mage to ask for rain and save our lives!"

"In the past three years, all the wells that can be dug have been dug dry, all the water that can be eaten has been eaten, and all that can escape have escaped. If this continues, everyone will die!"

"At the foot of the Western Land, Buddhism is flourishing, but it hasn't rained for three years. How can there be such a strange thing?" Tang Seng looked complicated.

Sun Wukong shook his head, and said in a strange way: "I have a way to save you."

Everyone was ecstatic, and asked quickly, only to hear Wukong jokingly say: "Just practice Buddhism, get rid of the desire for rain, and your troubles will disappear."

The faces of all the patrolling officers changed:
"You monkey head, you can say something sarcastic!!"

"If even living is a desire, then it is useless to believe in Buddhism."

Those people scolded the monkey severely, then unfolded the notice and hung it on the bulletin board.

I saw that it was written on the list:

"Shangguan, the Marquis of Fengxian County in the Great Tianzhu Kingdom, is now hiring a high-ranking man to make it rain.

This place has experienced years of severe drought, three years of no rain, hungry people everywhere, starving and dying everywhere, the rich live on their own, and the poor have difficulty in surviving.The price of a bucket of millet is a hundred gold, and a salary of five liang is a salary, and bandits and bandits are rampant.

For this reason, I made a special list, looking up to the sages of the ten directions, praying for rain to save the people, and repaying the favor.I would like to thank you with a thousand pieces of gold, and I will never lie. "

(End of this chapter)