Reborn Westward Journey: Daily Increases

The old man raised his head and saw the monk in the west, which was a very kind thing.

He opened the courtyard door, welcomed the Jade Buddha in, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen a monk pass by me for a long time recently. Dare I ask which temple the holy monk came from?"

After Jade Buddha heard this question, he was lost in thought, and when he entered the room, he replied, "The poor monk does not have a monastery, he is just an ascetic."

The old man was extremely puzzled, how did the monk become a monk without a temple?

He didn't understand, but he mistakenly thought that the Jade Buddha was talking about the profound Dharma, so he also smiled, went in to draw a bowl of water, and handed it to the latter.

The Jade Buddha got up and thanked him, his lips along the edge of the bowl, and he took a light sip of saliva.

His chapped lips got some moisture.

It didn't take long for a bowl of water to be drunk.

At this time, he found traces of more than one person's life in the room, so he asked, "Old man, where have all your family members gone?"

The old man laughed, pointed to the outside and said, "I've already gone to the temple to worship. I really can't worship this old bone anymore, so I didn't go. The Buddha should forgive me, right?"

The last sentence seemed like a joke, so both the Jade Buddha and the old man laughed together.

"The Buddha will not blame you, because all living beings are innocent." Jade Buddha said softly.

The old man wanted to refill the Jade Buddha with a bowl of water, but after hearing this, he bowed reverently and said, "The words of the holy monk are like daigo."

The Jade Buddha took over a new bowl of water, but did not drink it.

Instead, he asked: "You have always believed in Buddhas. Do you believe in Western Buddhas, or can you believe in any Buddha?"

The old man raised his head and looked at the Jade Buddha in a puzzled way, and then he also thought about it.

Belief in Buddhism has long been a common belief here, and the birth of a child is inseparable from that Buddha.

Some people's names are given to the most prestigious monks in the area.

This was the first time the old man had heard such a question. If it was said by others, it would definitely be outrageous. It was impossible to say that he would be tied to the temple and burned to death.

But the person in front of him, the old man felt that he was an eminent monk, so he thought about it seriously, and then answered seriously.

"For ordinary people like me, it doesn't seem to matter which Buddha we believe in, because in our lives, in addition to the Buddha, there are also the firewood, rice, oil and salt. The Buddha can give us faith, but it cannot give us the capital to survive."

Hearing this, the Jade Buddha stood up and bowed to the old man.

How could the latter dare to accept such a generous gift from the monk, he hurriedly supported him, and said, "Holy monk, don't break the villain, I have old bones, but I don't want to do something disrespectful in this last time."

Jade Buddha smiled helplessly.

He sat back on the chair again, and then asked again: "Old man, have you ever thought about what a world without Buddha would be like?"

When the old man heard the words, his expression froze, but he took a step back.

"Where did the holy monk come from, and why do you keep saying such absurd words? This is the only thing I heard from the left ear and the right ear. The holy monk has left the door, but don't say anything else, or you will be killed alive. Burnt to death!"

Jade Buddha looked at him and nodded silently.

What would a world without Buddha be like?

he does not know.

He has been sublimated again and again, but in the end he has entered the ranks of the Buddha.

It's just that he can also feel his own difference. He is different from the Buddha in the West, and there is no Buddha in the East.

So he didn't know where he was.

He walked back to the West Heaven this time, just to find the answer.

He also knew that Xitian seemed to be doing some unspeakable things now, but he had no plans to find out.

He wanted to really go one time for himself.

"Old man, thank you for your water." He got up and was ready to leave.

The old man smiled harmoniously: "If you want something else, I don't have it in my humble old house. If you go back to the temple and pray for my old bones once, I will definitely be grateful to Dade! "

Jade Buddha nodded and walked out of the room.

Then, he looked up at the sky, where there was a spot of light.

The old man also came out, saw the light spot under the bright sky, and hurriedly knelt down.

He thought it was the great Buddha who appeared in the world, and thought it was a miracle.

In fact, it was indeed a miracle, but the god there was named Li Jing.

Above the sky, above a cloud.

Nezha stood beside Li Jing with a gloomy face.

"Father, do we really want to help Zhou in this way!" he said indignantly.

Li Jing's expression was deserted, and he was controlling the exquisite pagoda, preparing to incorporate the creatures on the ground into the tower.

"I've waited and there's no way to retreat. You can't do it for your father if you let the Jade Emperor be abandoned for your father!"

Hearing this, Nezha opened his mouth, but there was no way to say the dirty words in his heart.

Since learning what Buddhism uses these creatures to do, Nezha has become more and more angry.