Do you think there is a god Buddha in this world? If so, why are they looking down from above?

Do you think there are really Blissful Land and Ah Bi Hell in this world?

one

"Monkey, congratulations, you are back when your hoop curse is gone." I looked at the monkey in the cassock in front of me, and there was no gold armor, no anger, calm and cold, merciful and cold eyes.

"Boy, I don't seem to know what to do." He looked at me and whispered.

Becoming a Buddha seems to be the end. At this moment, he is already a member of the Western Heaven. Buddha is here, and he is here. It seems that he is no longer the once lawless Great Sage. You can no longer roam the world wantonly, drinking and having fun with the Dragon King of the Four Seas and Penglai immortals.

One hundred and eight thousand miles, just like a scholar who has been studying hard for decades. Becoming a Buddha is within the system. It becomes a sudden loss of direction.

"Monkey, you are Buddha, and you want to help all living beings."

"How to popularize? Is it useful to recite scriptures? If so, why are there so many burning, killing, looting, and demoralizing people?"

"I, I don't know." I looked at the monkey, his stupidity, let me heartache. Even the hair has lost some luster.

Between heaven and earth, there is really one less Great Sage and one more fight to defeat Buddha.

two

Zhantan Gongde Buddha was lecturing in Luoyang. I watched eight thousand monks sitting there and listened to him chanting the sutras in a high voice. For him, it seemed that everything had just begun.

I have seen him for ten years.

In ten years, he opened the pulpit to preach scriptures and didn't care about the world. For him, it seems that the land is destroyed. The place where he is is peaceful and peaceful.

"Hey, what's the purpose and significance of doing this every day?" One day, I couldn't help but ask him.

He looked at me and smiled, "How long have you seen me preach?"

"Ten years."

"After ten years of snow and spring, you, Jiang Chen, from the dreamy Chenfeng, have seen me talk about the Buddhist scriptures for ten years. Although every day is repeated as yesterday, the scriptures have not even changed much, but have you ever seen different clouds and different dawn every day? It's easy to live each day as it used to be, but living each day differently from the same is my pursuit. "

"But what's the point?"

"What's the meaning of four or five years of writing for you?"

"No."

"Then there is none."

I looked at him, smiled and turned away.

three

I pretended that six eared macaques were fighting with Qitian Great Sage on the Western Heaven Road. I whispered to him, "Great Sage, don't go to the Western Heaven to get scriptures. That's not for you."

He just waved the golden stirrup stick to me and said, "Why not? You monster, don't touch my Buddhist heart."

Like him, I also opened my eyes. There is no Buddha's heart. It is just a tight spell.

four

On the evening of September 1, 2018, I received a message from Jiang Chen. In the week beginning September 3, I was about to receive a message about where to work.

I opened the door and walked out of my dream. The days in August had disappeared in an instant. I was thinking about going to see the beauty at the end of the month, but I was worried that the signal on the way would not be available. At this moment, I regretted not going.

As a graduate, I have an extra holiday. In the repetition of every day, I gradually get bored in the game, looking forward to the future that is far away but within reach. I know what I will face, but I cannot escape or give up. Day, I slowly covered my chin with stubble. With the passing of the razor, I am still a young man.

But this young man hesitated in the days when he was at a loss.

End

Hello, September.

I, Jiang Chen, finally came.