Nightfall

() Although the sky is dark, there is light.

Sang Sang held a **** umbrella, his feet stood in the light, his body in the dark.

She closed her eyes, her eyelashes didn't blink, and she was quiet and divine.

She was thinking about a question: No matter how strong the Buddha is, he can't be stronger than the Confucius, but he can't be stronger than the world. So what means did he use to weaken himself so much?

In meditation, there are countless pictures flashing back in her consciousness at high speed, glimmering light, but it is so clear, hundreds of years of time, began to retrospect, showing the true content.

The tranquility in the small courtyard, those tea and wine, chess and pork belly, walking hand in hand, wandering around the lake, holding umbrellas in the alley, watching the ancient temple of Yanyu, wind and snow border, is for greed.

The quarrel in the small courtyard, the sea of ​​blood in the vegetable garden, the distant figure, the question of anger, the confrontation between life and death, those irritable emotions, low mood, are for disgust.

The remaining pictures are all caused by greed, or lead to greed, that is idiocy. ..

Greed and foolishness are the three poisons the Buddha said.

Mahayana Yi said: "The greedy person attracts the innocent with all his enthusiasm for all circumstances that are in favor. The aggressor, who uses enthusiasm to anger, idiot, and enthusiasm for all violations, is obsessed with the law of reason The name is also unknown.

The theory of wisdom says: "The one who benefits from me is greedy, and the one who disobeys us is born of enthusiasm. This is a result of not being born of wisdom, but of madness, so it is called idiot, and the three poisons are the root of all troubles."

The Nirvana Sutra says: "There is no more poison than poison."

Sang Sang was poisoned and greedy and infatuated with three poisons.

Only this poison can make her avoid it.

Last time in the Lanke Temple, Buddha wanted to destroy her, but she didn't wake up at that time, what the Buddha wanted to destroy was the brand in her body, and now she wakes up, it is her who wants to destroy.

To destroy it, you must first make it weak.

How to make Haotian weak, the method the Master came up with is exactly the same as the method the Buddha came up with. Only the methods used are somewhat different.

Change the **** into chéngrén.

The Master uses the meaning of the world. Taking the route of chūn weathering rain, and wanting to change her, or transform her, the Buddha used the poison of the world and wanted to sink her.

Sang Sang and Ning Que have their own lives, what she thinks, and the conclusion she thinks about. Ning Que could know that his face became paler, and held her hand tightly.

After spending so many years in the Buddha's chessboard world, her poison has been very deep, and she has become very weak unconsciously, too weak to leave. So what will greet her.

"do not worry."

Ning Que put her in her arms and whispered: "Even if the Buddha can kill you, you can go back to Haotian Divine Kingdom ... Maybe one day, you will think of me and the academy, when the time comes ..."

He couldn't say anything. If Sang Sang really returned with death, then there wouldn't be a time when Hao Tian was Hao Tian. There will be no more Sang Sang in the world.

The Buddha couldn't count the Confucius to divide Haotian in two. It was not possible for the Academy to leave one of Haotian in the world, so he did not count. Even if Sang Sang was killed, Hao Tian could not be killed.

But Sang Sang will die.

"I don't want to die."

Sang Sang said: "Sang Sang does not want to die."

Hao Tian, ​​who is known as Sang Sang, does not want to die.

Ning Que looked at the far east and said, "Then we will not die."

Sang Sang turned and walked outside the Baita Temple.

Ning Que held a black umbrella and followed her.

Walking out of the temple, she pointed to a woman under the eaves that was half wet with rain, and said, "Did you find it strange that after so many years, she has not grown old."

Ning Que said: "For countless years, people who believe in Buddha, and the consciousness left after death, will come to this chess board. This is the real Buddhist country. They are dead people and will not grow old.

Sang Sang said: "But you haven't grown old either."

Ning Quexin thought that this was indeed the case. At least hundreds of years had passed, and he was neither old nor dead.

Sang Sang looked at the light representing the rules on the dark sky, observed a moment and said, "The rules of this world have not collapsed, so why not die?"

Ning Que could not explain this problem.

Sang Sang said: "Do you know what Nirvana is?"

Ning Que said: "The highest state of Buddhism is Nirvana."

Sang Sang said: "Nirvana is a state."

"What state?"

"Peace and silence, I do not know life and death, coolness and silence, annoyance and unexistence, all sufferings are forever; there is immortality, immortality, no increase or decrease, away from one difference, birth and death, and often broken."

Sang Sang said: "This is Nirvana, that is, Buddhahood."

Ning Que remembered that before the stone statue of Buddha in Washan Mountain, Sang Sang once mentioned the cat named Xue, saying, "If Nirvana means this, it is no wonder that you can't even count that Buddha is dead or alive."

Sang Sang said: "The people here are the same."

Ning Que frowned and said, "You mean people here are not dead or alive, so there is no death?"

Sang Sang said: "It's not that it's not dead or not, it's dead and alive."

Ning Que thought for a while and said, "You are right. No one knows whether it is dead or alive until there is no observation. The subject is in the superimposed area of ​​the two states of death and life."

No one knows the life and death of Buddha, and neither Haotian nor Confucius know it. It is precisely because Buddha entered this state after Nirvana. There was no answer before seeing him.

Sang Sang said: "So there is no alive and no death here."

Ning Que said: "But we have lived here for hundreds of years and we have watched them for a long time."

Sang Sang said: "They are just appendages to the chessboard."

Ning Que said: "You mean that these people on the chessboard are all the extension of Buddha's Nirvana state?"

Autumn rain has stopped, and the outside of the White Pagoda Temple is gradually becoming more and more lively. Pedestrians are picking up goods at the stall. The mother is chasing the playful children. No one has found that the sky has become very dark.

Sang Sang said: "It's understandable, so they don't know they are dead. They just walk with time and don't think about any other issues."

Ning Que said in a complex mood: "Is this the bliss of Buddha."

She said: "You said that this is the Kingdom of Buddha, there is nothing wrong, this is the real bliss world, if you and I do not wake up, it will eventually become a part of this world."

Ning Que looked at the pedestrians on the street and suddenly felt cold all over him. He and Sang Sang really became almost a part of this world. By then, will life or death be bliss or sadness?

This is the true meaning of Nirvana. Heaven Buddha can count. With Buddha Nirvana, the sky can't count the Buddha, but the Buddha can count the sky. The Buddha has not jumped out of cause and effect, but can see through the cause and effect and follow the trend.

Cause and effect is because of it. It is also the truth of the academy.

That was because Ning Que picked up the baby **** the banks of Hebei Province, because Confucius accepted Ning Que as an apprentice, because Ning Que wanted to make Sang Sang become a chéngrén, because they love each other, so it is now.

"We are still awake after all, what other method can Buddha use to kill you?" Ning Que said: "Since he is Nirvana. By reason, he can't do anything."

"I am also very curious."

Sang Sang handed him the black umbrella and walked into the alley with his hands on his back, saying, "I really want to know what the immortal monk can do with me."

Her tone was calm and proud.

Ning Que held a black umbrella and dared not leave her half a step, looking at the light in the sky. Looking at her pale cheeks again. Sighed: "It's all sick like this, can you stop blowing?"

Waking up does not mean being able to leave. Sang Sang became very weak due to the three poisons of greed, obsession, and she was unable to wave this hand to break the game. Then the next thing must be very troublesome.

Walking through the crowds in the streets and lanes, Ning Que suddenly stopped, looking somewhere in the far east, and the green plate monk looked there before she died, but there was nothing there.

Back in the small courtyard, Ning Que made a hearty dinner. The most attractive food was the bowl of green and red pickled peppers and tender ginger. Of course, he did not forget Sang Sang's favorite vinegar pickled vegetable head.

The **** umbrella was on the table, and the dinner plate was beside the handle. He and Sang Sang sat under the umbrella and bowed their heads to eat. The picture looked a little weird and funny.

Sang Sang used chopsticks to fiddle with the rice grains mixed with broth in the bowl, looked at the dishes covered with umbrellas on the table, and said, "I know it's fake, why can I still be so happy?"

Ning Que is burying his head to eat, pickled pepper makes him spicy and sweaty, very happy, listening to this, he took a towel and wiped his mouth, said: "It feels true, just eat happily."

Sang Sang looked at the **** umbrella above, frowned slightly, and said, "I have to hold the umbrella for a meal. I really don't know where I'm happy. I'm not happy."

Haotian, the omnipotent, was actually stunned by the rays of light on the dark sky that represent the rules, and forced to hold an umbrella for dinner.

"Don't be dissatisfied anymore, you have to thank this umbrella for being there all the time, and thank you for fixing it."

Ning Que pointed to the **** umbrella and said with a smile: "In the new three years and the old three years, the seam will be repaired for another three years. This black umbrella will definitely become our heirloom in the future."

There are **** umbrellas around them, they don't have to worry about being discovered by the light that represents the rules, but how to leave? After dinner, they began to think about this issue.

It has been many years on the chessboard. Ning Que and Sang Sang are not in a hurry, at least on the surface, they think there is still enough time to break the game.

The three poisons of greed, obsession, and indeed deserve to be the poison of poison. Sang Sang has no way to crack it, and Ning Que can't think of a way to do it. Since that is the case, rìzi always has to continue.

Last night's supper was too rich, and there was no more food at home. I would rather go to the vegetable market to buy food. Now without his request, Sang Sang will naturally follow ~ www.readwn.com ~ because they only have one umbrella.

When they arrived at the market, they realized that they were wrong.

There are **** umbrellas, and those lights can't find them, but people can find them.

Standing in front of the dew-filled vegetable stall, Ning Que was chatting with the acquaintance who was familiar with the vegetable, making some emotional padding for the subsequent bargain.

Auntie thought he was cute, so she laughed.

She smiled very nicely, dignifiedly, and mercifully, and she had a red mole on her brow.

Ning Que was also laughing at the beginning, and then the smile gradually faded away.

He looked at the aunt selling vegetables and asked seriously: "What Buddha are you?"

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(The first chapter, the task will be completed before going to bed.) (Unfinished to be continued.)