Earth Immortal Righteous Path

Chapter 159

The shop waiter got impatient for waiting, if it hadn't been for many years, seeing how extraordinary these two are, and not daring to offend, he would have closed the door and bolted the door.

There are unwritten rules at night, stay outside and live and die at your own risk.

It's rare for the waiter to be a living person, and he looks young, in his twenties, and somehow he works as a handyman in this kind of place, so he must have some inside story.

But Zhou Xun didn't want to care about other people's affairs, he was more interested in Fahai's affairs.

A room was opened on the third floor. Zhou Xun settled the pestering little girl, drew down the curtain, and listened to Fa Hai telling stories in the dim candlelight outside.

The yellow candlelight shone on his shiny bald head, sparkling, and Fa Hai's whole body was bathed in golden yellow.

The candle flame danced and made a popping sound, and the candle oil slowly dripped down the white candle body on the wooden table, forming a small puddle.

Fa Hai stared at the candlestick and spoke slowly.

"In that life, I was a snake catcher. I hunted snakes for a living. One day I caught a white snake, but it escaped... The shepherd boy hid the white snake and escaped my tracking... The shepherd boy was reincarnated many times later, until Become the Xu Xian Xu benefactor of this life."

"In another life, I was successful in cultivation. I found the elixir and celestial flower, and synthesized a furnace of great elixir, which can increase my morality by 500 years. The white snake swallowed it, preventing me from succeeding..."

"For the next several lives, they have been entangled endlessly, and it has gone through thousands of years like this."

"Entering Buddhism in this life, understanding Su Hui, and reflecting on the experiences of past lives, only this grievance can't be let go, can't see through, can't linger, it almost becomes a demon."

Fa Hai showed a little melancholy on a rare occasion, clasped his hands together, and silently recited the Heart Sutra.

However, my mind can never be calm. If I lose this heart, it is useless to recite the Heart Sutra.

Zhou Xun began to persuade.

"Why don't you imitate Maitreya Buddha, who can tolerate things that are difficult to tolerate in the world, smile kindly, and laugh at the ridiculous people in the world."

"Left and right are just old things from your many lifetimes ago. There is nothing you can't let go of old sesame seeds and rotten millet. Bear with it, and it will be over. Why keep chasing after it?"

When Fa Hai heard about the White Snake, he lost his composure easily. The veins on his forehead popped out of his temper, and he said bitterly.

"Anyone who can bear any kind of anger is a dead person!"

"No, there are Bodhisattvas, Buddhas, and many more... You are a disciple of Buddhism, and you are more familiar with Buddhist scriptures than I am, so you don't know the Six Paramitas, right?"

Fahai remained silent.

Zhou Xun could only continue talking.

"Patience, keeping the precepts, meditation, diligence, generosity, and prajna—after you have completed the first five methods, you can practice prajna paramita. This is the path of Bodhisattva practice. Let me ask you, do you still remember?"

Fa Hai was speechless, just remained silent for a long time before opening his mouth.

"Poor monk... During this period of time, I have indeed neglected the two tasks of patience and keeping the precepts. But I did not practice the Bodhisattva way, nor did I prove the Buddhahood of Supreme Enlightenment. I specialize in subduing heretics The method of this method, what I want to achieve is the position of Dharma Protector Vajra..."

"My family knows my family affairs, but I have always been unable to let go of the grievances and grievances of the past. No matter how many scriptures I recite, no matter how much I sit in meditation, and encounter the karma brought about by this lifetime, all the previous concentration will be wiped out... It is simply The nemesis of my life."

A strong wind blew outside the window, there was a bang, and fine hailstones and snowflakes hit the window.

"Knowing is easier than doing, it has always been the case. If practice is so easy, wouldn't the world really be filled with Bodhisattvas and Heavenly Venerables? Sometimes, it's not something you can do just because you know what to do. In your situation, who It can’t help you either, and there is very little room for external forces to rely on, so you can only break free by yourself.”

"Your Buddhism's precepts and patience are good methods. My suggestion is, don't care about the right and wrong for the time being, find a place to try to practice these two kinds of precepts and patience."

"Once the mind calms down, there will be less right and wrong; if you concentrate on doing things, you will often have fewer distracting thoughts."

"After a few more years, when you look back, you may suddenly realize that these right and wrong are nothing more than that."

Fa Hai just listened and didn't speak. Zhou Xun sighed secretly, knowing that he still couldn't convince him.

"I see that you are so obsessed with it now, I'm afraid that you won't listen to much of my words at this moment, and you will forget it in a blink of an eye."

"But I still want to say one more thing in the end. Dao is as tall as one foot and demons are as high as ten feet. There will always be demonic obstacles bothering you. It is useless to always think of violent solutions and blindly fighting and killing."

After saying this, Fa Hai seemed to listen a little more, and agreed:
"Blindly beating and killing really can't solve right and wrong. The poor monk agrees with Zhou Benefactor's words."

Then he got up, grabbed the Zen staff, tightened the gray cassock around his body, and said:
"It's getting late at night, so the poor monk won't bother me any more, so I'll take my leave."

Before leaving, he paused again and said:

"The poor monk appreciates Zhou's benefactor's kindness, but the poor monk also has his own difficulties. Don't think that the poor monk is really impure, and he can't tell right from wrong."

"See you later, Master Zhou."

Before Zhou Xun could ask again, Fa Hai opened the door and walked out.

Then, the door was closed again.

The jingling of the Zen stick and the sound of footsteps gradually faded away, and the house returned to calm.

Zhou Xun sat for a while, sitting on the bench in a daze, as if thinking of something.

Candlesticks and oil lamps are often used for lighting in the inn. The room is divided into two rooms, the inside and the outside. There are finger-length needles on the closet in the outside room, which are specially used to pick up lanterns.

When the light is dim, guests can use this long needle to stir the lanterns to make the lights brighter.

Zhou Xun found a long needle from the small shelf for sundries in the closet outside the guest room.

The body of the needle has traces of being burned by fire and fire, and there is still a little solidified candle oil at the end of one of them, which should have been used for many years.

He moved the copper candlestick with one hand, and gently stirred the lantern flower with the tip of the needle.

The wick was picked out by Zhou Xun and exposed to the outside. The candle oil melted and dripped down the long needle, but soon solidified on the needle, and the rest was thrown to the ground by the young man.

The candle flame flickered on and off, making the boy's shadow tremble endlessly on the wall.

After picking it for a while, Zhou Xun blew into the candle flame, and the fireworks shot up at that time, two or three feet long.

After the red and yellow flames sprang up, they miraculously swelled into a ball, and a figure appeared in it, and voices could gradually be heard.

Zhou Xun waited for a while, then blew lightly, the momentum of the flame increased sharply, and the impact sound from the flame became much clearer.

One can vaguely see large swaths of clouds appearing in the flames, and two giant snakes and two dragons are floating in it. This is the scene of fighting among the clouds above.

Through the candlelight, Zhou Xun made the distant scene reappear in front of his eyes.

(End of this chapter)