Two Realms: Starting from playing the role of Raibe Masami

The Buddhist hell is indeed terrifying.

There are eight cold hells, eight hot hells, near hells, and lonely hells, as well as eighteen levels of hell.

Regardless of the classification or description, pain and punishment are different, but they all have a common feature, that is, the sentient beings here cannot live or die.

However, no matter how terrifying the Buddhist Hell is, how can it be as terrifying as the Prison of Prisoners?
According to Buddhism, people who do not practice good deeds, do not accumulate merit, and commit sins during their lifetime will go to hell to be punished and atone for their sins.

However, here at the Anti-Treacherous Guard, if necessary, the person must undergo painful punishment before death.

Sometimes, even if a person dies, the soul will not be let go and will be punished and tortured for a long time.

Therefore, both Huang Tian and Lao Zhang were very dismissive of what this old monk with a special status but a dull head said.

Considering the old monk's special status and not wanting to cause trouble, the two of them just ignored the old monk.

Huang Tian winked at Lao Zhang.

Lao Zhang understood this and quickly escorted the old monk to the three-story underground prison and put him in a cell.

Monks and so on, they like to talk the most, but it is better not to listen.

"Namo Amitabha."

Seeing this, the old monk recited the Buddha's name again and said gently, "Please forgive me, the two benefactors. The poor monk has not come down from the mountain for a long time and is estranged from the world of mortals. Many human affairs and incidents are unreasonable. If I have offended the two benefactors, please forgive me." "

Huang Tian and Lao Zhang remained silent, pretending not to hear what the old monk was saying.

In this way, the old monk didn't say much. He just kept his hands clasped together, his lips parted, and muttered something while walking from the entrance to the prison on the first underground floor to the prison on the third underground floor.

Huang's mother believed in Buddhism. She not only built a Buddhist hall at home, but also bought many Buddhist scriptures.

Although Huang Tian would not be forced to listen to sutras, he would occasionally say a few sentences or one or two paragraphs of Buddhist sutras while chatting.

As a son of man, you should be filial.

Although he doesn't like Buddhism very much, and he doesn't care much about the principles in Buddhist scriptures, Huang Tian will always take the time to listen.

The more times I practice, the more familiar I become with the Buddhist scriptures.

Therefore, Huang Tian could hear that what the old monk was reciting was "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra".

Huang Tian had heard the name of this Buddhist scripture in his previous life, and had a general understanding of what it was about, but he had never read the specific content.

In terms of the concepts expressed in Buddhist scriptures, the two Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Sutras are exactly the same.

Huang Tian didn't know if there were any discrepancies in the contents, and he didn't want to investigate.

He was just wondering whether this old monk with a special status really regarded Wei Tianlao as hell, or...

In the eyes of the old monk, the world under the Dayong Dynasty is hell!
The super intuition brought by "Intelligent Eyes" made Huang Tian feel that the second possibility was greater.

Monks do not lie.

The old monk said that he has not come down from the mountain for a long time and is alienated from the world of mortals. That means he has really not come down from the mountain for a long time and is really alienated from the world of mortals.

Now that I'm coming down the mountain, I can't wait to enter "hell". What I want to do can be judged by combining several aspects of information.

With the mentality of "If I don't go to hell, who will?", the old monk came to save all sentient beings in the six realms and save all suffering, especially the sentient beings suffering in hell.

According to the saying in Huang Tian's previous life, the old monk had a late-stage Holy Mother's heart.

Huang Tian's attitude towards such kind people in the late stage of the Holy Mother's Heart has always been very clear, that is, the farther away the better!

After putting the old monk in the cell, Huang Tian no longer stayed in the three-story underground prison. He patted Lao Zhang on the shoulder and quickly returned to the cell guard room at the entrance of the underground prison.

But before Huang Tian could sit still, a clerk came to convey the summoning order.

The traitor guard has a commander and two commanders who assist the commander. Each commander is assisted by two commanders.

The person who summoned Huang Tian this time was another commander, Monk Liansheng from Jinshan Temple.

"Ugh!"

Sighing slightly, Huang Tian quickly gathered his emotions and followed the clerk who turned around and left after delivering the order.

Based on the scribe's expression of disgust, Huang Tian did not use money or get close to him this time to find out why the commander, Tongzhi Liansheng, had summoned him.

If you really do this, it is very likely that you will not get any benefits, and it will be counterproductive.

After leaving the underground cell, Huang Tian did not find a chance to signal to the Forbidden Army soldiers on guard duty to inform Zhang Yizhi's uncle.

The situation is unclear, but it is not dangerous, and it is best to stay calm.

After walking a long way, Huang Tian followed the scribe to the duty room where the commanding monk Tongzhi Liansheng was staying.

"Just wait."

The clerk didn't even look at Huang Tian. After saying this, he knocked on the door and went in to report.

Not long after, the scribe came out with a swollen red face with very clear fingerprints on both sides.

When the clerk saw Huang Tian, ​​he wanted to give Huang Tian a hard look, but he suppressed his emotions and gritted his teeth and said, "Master Liansheng, please go in immediately and don't waste time."

"Yes."

Huang Tian responded softly, ignoring the clerk's experience and unnatural expression, and stepped forward.

The door to the check-in room was open. Huang Tian knocked on the door first, and then walked in after receiving permission.

"Huang Tian, ​​the jailor of Weitian Prison, met the commander Tongzhi Master Liansheng."

As soon as he entered the door, Huang Tian saluted and greeted him, making no mistakes in etiquette and leaving no clues.

"Are you Huang Tian?"

Monk Liansheng was wearing a light gray monk's robe with many patches and scars on his head. He held a string of rosary beads in his left hand and struck a wooden fish with his right hand. He asked without any fluctuation in his tone.

"Yes, this subordinate is Huang Tian."

Huang Tian bowed slightly and answered briefly.

"Huang Weiming's son?"

Monk Liansheng asked immediately.

After the words fell, the sound of wooden fish also stopped.

Putting down the wooden gong with a fish-shaped head, Monk Liansheng raised his eyelids, carefully looked at Huang Tian's appearance and figure for a while, and nodded slightly: "Well, he does look a bit like Huang Weiming."

Huang Tian kept silent at the right time, but there was a murmur in his heart.

How wide a network did Cheap Daddy have when he was alive?

How could it be that the two commanders and colleagues of the Anti-Treacherous Guard knew him, and they seemed to have a close friendship with him.

While he was thinking this, Huang Tian heard Monk Liansheng say: "That means he died earlier, otherwise, the poor monk would have killed him personally."

Ok?
This……

A small earthquake occurred in Huang Tian's pupils.

Co-author has never seen this person before, and has never heard his mother or two uncles mention this person. It turns out that his father did not have a good relationship with this person, but instead became enemies.

Fortunately, the debt is wiped out after death, and since his father is already dead, this feud will definitely be over.

Unexpectedly, Monk Liansheng said at this time: "But the father's debt is repaid by the son. Huang Weiming is dead, and your son is still here. You said, if the poor monk can't kill your father, he will kill you. Isn't it very appropriate?"

Suitable?
Suitable for you big-headed ghost!

Huang Tian couldn't help but curse, "Is this a fucking monk?"
This is nothing more than a murderer, right?
Immediately, Huang Tian thought of a series of tricks performed by Buddhism, such as transforming demons into disciples.

Thinking about it this way, maybe Monk Liansheng was a murderous demon before he was sent to Jinshan Temple. One day, he put down his butcher knife, put on his cassock, and transformed from a villain with bloody hands into a kind-hearted, unspeakable, and unbeatable villain. , the eminent Buddhist monk who cannot be killed.

If a Buddhist monk speaks out, beats or kills, he is blaspheming against Buddhism, Buddhism and the Buddha. He will be thrown into the endless hell and never be reincarnated!

Criticism is a slander, and you have to reply if you should.

Huang Tian considered his words and replied: "Master Liansheng, Buddhism is compassionate and does not kill."

"You want to debate scriptures with me? That's interesting! I'll debate with you right now!"

Monk Liansheng flicked the rosary with his left thumb a few times, and raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, "Don't you know that killing is to protect living beings, and killing karma is not killing people? Your father Huang Weiming is not a good person. He is a traitor and a hypocrite. It seems true that you can fool Mo Qingsheng, that little girl, but you can't fool a poor monk! Looking at you like this, I'm afraid you won't be a good person even if you have your father's true heritage, so I'll kill you as soon as possible, and it will be over."

Is this what the fuck is called debating scriptures?
What scripture are you debating?

What's the point?

This is what the fuck is called!
Huang Tian bit his back teeth and simply kept silent.

If you meet an unreasonable guy who is in a high position, what else can you do?
That's all.

Seeing this, Monk Liansheng shook his head slightly, feeling a little bored.

Sure enough, this is just Huang Weiming's son, not Huang Weiming himself.

The old friend has passed away and the past is like smoke. It’s time to let it go.

Cultivating Buddhism pays attention to abstaining from greed, anger and delusion.

Monk Liansheng plucked the rosary beads with his left thumb, picked up the wooden hammer with his right hand, struck the wooden fish, and recited the Buddha's name: "Namo Amitabha."

In the sound of the Buddha's chant, some past events, some obsessions, and a grudge were put aside by the monk Liansheng, and all the five aggregates were empty.

Accompanied by the sound of the Buddha's horn and the sound of the wooden fish, there is a sense of Zen that makes people feel calm involuntarily.

Outside the door of the duty room, the scribe who had previously been angry and accidentally looked directly at the angry face of Monk Liansheng, and slapped him twice, felt the anger in his heart clearing and the redness and swelling on his face dissipated.

Huang Tian felt bored.

An angry rebuke suddenly sounded in his heart: "Those who are doing evil things must be punished!"

The divine edict in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, which is changing from green-gold to cyan, cannot help but be ready to move.

Fortunately, Huang Tian reacted in time, pressed the divine command that showed signs of riot, and controlled the angry "Thunder" and "Fire".

Monk Liansheng didn't notice anything strange about Huang Tian. He put down the wooden fish and talked about business calmly: "I'm summoning you now for one reason."

"Listen respectfully to Master Liansheng's instructions."

Huang Tian gathered his good thoughts and divine decree and expressed his position in time.

"Without it."

Monk Liansheng said, "Uncle, the poor monk, has made some mistakes and has been imprisoned in our Heavenly Prison. You are now the head of the jailer of the Heavenly Prison. The poor monk orders you to pay close attention to the prison of the poor monk." Every move, word and deed, but if there is any abnormality, report it to the poor monk in time."

"Yes, Master Liansheng."

Huang Tian agreed without hesitation.

Although Monk Liansheng always calls himself a "poor monk", the identity and power of Tongzhi, the commander of the anti-treacherous guards, are real.

The use of the word "ming" or the word "command" means that it was an order issued by the commander of the anti-treacherous guards, Monk Tongzhi Liansheng, rather than a request made by the eminent monk Liansheng of Jinshan Temple.

Faced with the orders from his commanding colleagues, Huang Tian must execute them without any room for compromise.

"That's it, go on your own."

Monk Liansheng waved his hand and issued an order to expel the guests.

Huang Tian bowed and exited the room.

Outside the door, the swelling on the clerk's face has subsided, the anger in his heart and the arrogance that came from nowhere have disappeared, and he is waiting with lowered eyebrows and eyes.

After glancing at the scribe who had undergone a huge change in his temperament in less than half a cup of tea, Huang Tian quickened his pace to leave.

This is the biggest reason why Huang Tian doesn't like Buddhism.

Very good at changing a person's character.

To put it mildly, he is too good at brainwashing.

Huang Tian admitted that this was prejudice, but he did think so.

In less than half the time he had left, Huang Tian returned to the Tianlao and the underground prison.

As soon as I walked near the watch room at the head of the cell, I saw Lao Zhang waiting outside the door of the watch room, with a rather impatient and angry expression on his face.

"Huangtou, you have to make the decision for me!"

As soon as he saw Huang Tian, ​​Lao Zhang started shouting aggrievedly from afar.

There was a hint of crying in his voice.

This is Lao Zhang's unique skill. Before speaking, he must gain sympathy.

"What's wrong, Lao Zhang?"

Huang Tian was unmoved and asked calmly, "What happened? Are you playing this trick with me?"

Lao Zhang blinked his eyes hard and sniffed, but failed to squeeze out tears and snot.

This is a bit embarrassing.

It's not like the dry howling is bad, it just seems a bit fake.

Now that Huang Tou has seen through it, he simply won't pretend to be sad.

Lao Zhang changed his face in a second, and said in a deep voice with no expression on his face: "Huangtou, as soon as you walked away with your front foot, that monk made trouble with his back foot."

"What the hell? Tell me in detail."

"After the monk entered the cell, he started meditating. I thought he was going to meditate and practice Buddhism. Who would have thought that the monk actually shouted so loudly that the entire third floor of the prison could hear him clearly."

"What did he shout?"

"I remember this sentence, what... birth, old age, illness, death, suffering; love, separation, meeting, resentment, suffering, because there is birth; when there is birth, there is destruction, so it is said that they are all suffering. What follows I can’t remember clearly what it means that all life is suffering, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and when you turn around you will find the shore. I still remember that the monk repeatedly emphasized that he was here to save all suffering beings, escape from the sea of ​​suffering, reach the other shore, and enjoy great freedom. , great freedom and so on.”

"that's it?"

"Isn't this enough, Huangtou?"

"Um...are you still shouting now?"

"I was still shouting when I came over."

"How long have you been here?"

"Just for a little while."

"Let's go and see together."

Huang Tian stopped entering the check-in room and left as soon as he asked, walking quickly all the way to the three-story underground prison.

After entering the prison area, Huang Tian understood what kind of "shout" Lao Zhang meant.

I saw the old monk stripped naked, standing solemnly and quietly, with his hands clasped together, and loudly reciting various Buddhist scriptures here and there.

One moment I recite "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, I have been practicing deep Prajnaparamita for a long time", another moment I recite "I heard this. For a moment, I gave up the only tree in the country of Wei to the lonely garden", and for a moment I recite "All conditioned dharmas are like bubbles in a dream, like dew and like lightning, they should be See it this way"...

Tossing around, it's not proper.

Crazy. (End of chapter)