doomsday son-in-law

Chapter 230
Yang Mu felt that he was no longer a child, so he had to think clearly about some things.

For example, what do you want, what do you want to do, what do you want to achieve, and what kind of person you want to be.

Life is short and cannot be repeated.

Then you must think clearly and understand it first, so as not to waste time.

However, the most difficult thing for people to see through is actually themselves.

Often people will use inherent thinking to put shackles on themselves, what I can do, what I can't say, there is a law in the dark.

It is a good thing to communicate and talk with others. Friends are your own mirror. You can see yourself through the eyes of others, and you can see yourself more clearly. Then you can adjust your state and be the best of yourself.

This adjustment is also very complicated.

It is not to change according to other people's preferences, but to change according to your own preferences.

One sentence expresses the essence of being a human being.

And being human is inherently so difficult.

Many people get old after seeing through it, and many people still can't see it through when they get old.

Yang Mu walked slowly from one courtyard to the other, and found the great monk Nympho.

He just sat quietly, with a burly figure, wearing a gray monk robe, and his chest muscles were really big.

Contrary to his strong body, he has a handsome face.

Yang Mu looked at this person with the method of face to face, and after a long time, there were only three words - can't see through.

There is a seated statue of Buddha with a big belly in this room. It is more than two meters high and is also very burly.

The nymphomaniac was sitting cross-legged on the futon, with one hand standing in front of his chest, and the other was reciting prayer beads.

His string of beads is very special, the whole body is pitch-black, it is impossible to tell whether it is wood or iron, in short, it is probably very heavy.

Yang Mu had been observing the great monk for a long time, but at this moment he finally stopped looking and found a futon to sit opposite the great monk.

"My name is Yang Mu."

"You look so holy with your eyes closed like this, but as long as you are still alive, you won't be holy. Why do you have to do this?"

The great monk still closed his eyes, but moved his eyelashes, and then slowly said: "The Buddha said that there is no self! Eating, sleeping, convenience, and urination all come from the fact that I am a human being. Naturally, I am like this, and whether I am Sacredness is not implicated. In the eyes of the benefactor, I really want to be extremely holy, but you and I both understand that I am just a person, as long as I don’t die, I should follow the nature of human beings, this is cause and effect.”

"Ah? Monk, I thought you were stupid at first, but I didn't expect you to be quite smart. Not bad, that's what I mean. As long as you are still alive, you have to shit and pee, that's vulgar."

The great monk remained calm and didn't say anything, as if he had settled down again.

Yang Mu became more interested in him, thought for a while and said:
"What does Purdue sentient beings mean?"

"The masses are harassing, like drowning in the sea. The Buddha is compassionate and exerts great magic power, trying his best to rescue them so that they can reach the other shore."

"Well, do you know that it's the end of the world outside? People turned into zombies, and then went to eat people. Everyone is in a quagmire of dire straits. How do you save the world?"

"The poor monk is just a little monk. He only has the heart to save all living beings, but he has no power to help the world. He can only pray for the mercy of my Buddha."

"Cut, what's the use of praying for your Buddha's mercy? Even if your Buddha's power is boundless and one day you can save the world, what does it have to do with you?"

The great monk frowned, he was not an eminent monk.

From childhood to master, what he taught him most was martial arts, not Buddhism.

So even though Yang Mu was talking nonsense, he got him involved.

Yang Mu felt that he had found a breakthrough, so he continued to talk nonsense.

"You monks seem to purify your mind by chanting sutras and Buddhas, and you are trying to recognize your true colors, isn't it?"

Not bad.

"Okay, so you are not without desires and desires at all! Purifying your mind and knowing yourself is your goal! For this reason, you ignore trivial matters and just recite scriptures wholeheartedly. Isn't that very selfish?"

"Selfishness is also the Buddha's will."

"Shit, the one who cut the meat and fed the eagles back then, people said, whoever will go to hell if I don't go to hell! He can give up his own body for the sake of all living beings, so you can't give up your bullshit Buddha's will for the sake of all living beings? Great monk, the world needs it now. Help, it’s time for you to sacrifice your life for righteousness! Your master has taught you kung fu all your life, and it is estimated that you rarely teach Buddhism. What do you think he is doing for?”

"Does the benefactor know?"

"Hmph, he already knew that your six sense organs are not clean and you have no connection with the Buddha, so he taught you the ability to beat people with your hands. He didn't let you waste your time in this meditation room and wasted years! The Buddha said that there is no self, because the Buddha I think that people are a cause and effect in this world. Every thought and every action of yours is not determined by yourself, but is restrained by the cause and effect of heaven and earth. Since there is no self, why should you be persistent? Now I am your cause, you Meeting me is a fruit, and I will tell you the real way to save all sentient beings. If you insist on going your own way and do not listen to advice, then you are violating cause and effect, understand?"

"Why are you my cause?"

"If not, how did we meet? And we talked for so long?"

"Man meets many people in his life."

"Then do you want to deny that every encounter is actually a cause and effect?"

Sweat was pouring out of Yang Mu's forehead, so he was completely nonsense!

But the nympho monk was a little confused at this moment, he felt that what Yang Mu said seemed to be reasonable.

The theory of cause and effect is inherent in Buddhism, so how can it be said that every encounter is not cause and effect?
Since the Buddha said that there is no self, it means that there is no self. If you resist the person in front of you from your heart, isn't it tantamount to pushing the cause and effect outward?Does it mean that self-awareness is contending with cause and effect?Does it violate the original meaning of Buddha?

The monk was nympho confused, he really wanted to get his master out of the cemetery, and ask him what the Buddha meant.

In fact, Yang Mu came early rather than coincidentally.

The nympho has been at a loss for the past few days.

He is not the only monk in Yuhua Temple, there are many others.

It's just that these monks are different from him. They not only eat meat and drink, but also occasionally bring two beautiful female patrons to the backyard of the temple.

The nymphomaniac doesn't know why, but he always feels that this is a bad thing. The backyard of the temple is a place of meditation, how can women come in?

For this reason, he went to the old abbot who presides over the temple. The old abbot pointed at his nose and cursed at him, and then said:

"Do you know what a monk is?"

"I know, you and I are both."

"Wrong, wrong, wrong!"

The old abbot blew his beard and stared at him and said: "Monk is an honorary title. You must have certain qualifications. Only those who can be teachers can be called monks. Not everyone can call it. And this title is not limited to men, women who are monks are eligible. You can also be called a monk. Therefore, Lao Tzu is a monk, and those beautiful female patrons who come to the temple are monks, and you are just an outsider who is not proficient in Buddhism. Go away, don’t bother me in the future!"

The nympho was dumbfounded at the time.

Secretly thought that he had been bald for 30 years, how could he not be a monk in the end?
He didn't dare to question the abbot's words. Monks don't lie. He felt that the old abbot should tell the truth.

However, he still can't figure it out, and has been struggling with the question of whether he is a monk or not.

Recently, a group of people came to the temple, and the nympho felt even more wrong.

In the courtyard next door, women's strange cries were often heard, and the monks from the same temple got drunk a few times, and even dragged a few women to him to make out.

It's not that a nymphomaniac doesn't know anything, he just doesn't want to understand these things, he needs to be precepted!How can you get close to women?
So although the nymphomaniac appears to be concentrating on worshiping the Buddha, his heart has always been restless. Now that Yang Mu ran up to him and talked nonsense, he became even more confused.

Looking at the expression on the great monk's expression, Yang Mu already guessed his emotions.

"Hey, Great Monk, think about it carefully. I'm not in a hurry. Come to me when you figure it out, and then go with me to save sentient beings. I've heard about your experience. I've been with my master on this back mountain since I was a child. I have never seen anything in the world. I have a compassionate heart, and I want to let you know the real world!"

"The real world?"

"Not bad! Oh yes, I respect faith very much. If you still want to worship Buddha wholeheartedly, then I dare not take you away. If you want to change, then return to vulgarity before you leave. My buddy will take you to play together." !"

After Yang Mu finished speaking, he got up and left, very refreshed.

Sure enough, the people who have been on the street are not ordinary. How can I be so eloquent? It moved even a great monk.

Then stop and wait for him to improve for a day or two, and then try his kung fu to see if he is a veritable monk.

If so, there will be another fierce general in his team.

Speaking of which, it was several years ago. Yang Mu met a street performer who knew how to play all kinds of musical instruments.

Yang Mu especially likes to listen to his music, they are all very nice.

Because he heard a lot, he became familiar with others.

One day, a fat man with big fat ears and shiny face drove by in a luxury car, and there were several beautiful foreign girls in the car.

Yang Mu, who had already entered puberty, looked very sour, so he complained a few words, and then talked to the street artist.

"Brother, you know how to play these musical instruments. If you are so talented, why didn't you succeed like that fat man in the car just now? Look at him, he is rich and beautiful."

The street performer smiled and said:

"Yeah, I can play all kinds of musical instruments, but this can only entertain myself. However, that person, he is a big boss, and he can play people! He holds many people to do things for him between applause, so He can achieve today's achievements. In fact, he doesn't know anything, he can't do anything, what he is good at is just playing with people, and that's enough. Remember, young man, with Zhang Fei you can attack a city, with Guan Yu you can set a country, Get Zhuge Liang to conquer the world, the more talents you have around you, the stronger you will be."

In fact, this principle is very simple, and Yang Mu can understand it when he is a little older.

It’s just that the reason is simple, but it’s hard to do.

How to make people work for me is a science.

Yang Mu was walking in the yard, raised his head to look at the sky, it was blue, and seemed lazy.

He wants to know what kind of person he wants to be. It's very simple, only three words

--Upper Class!

(End of this chapter)