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Chapter 1147 1395: Wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha remains in his heart (additional updates for monthly tickets)

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    "Donor Jiang, this poor monk has humble abilities and his mental strength can no longer bear the supreme Buddha power of Master Bodhidharma. He can only help you get here. There is still a way to save the common people. The poor monk is no longer able to follow the donor."  Go down and hope that Donor Jiang can send the Buddha to the West and accomplish the great things that I, Shaolin, have been trying to achieve for thousands of years. I would like to thank Donor Jiang in advanceNamo Amitabha"

    When a piece of spiritual perception appeared in Jiang Dali's mind, Monk Hui'en's eyes had lost their sparkle, and he sat on the ground and passed away.

    Almost at the same time, vivid scenes passed through Jiang Dali's mind like a horse watching a lantern, all representing the free and easy life of this monk.

    But in one of the scenes, Hui En, who seemed to be thinner than she is now, was sitting by the river at the foot of Songshan Mountain with a smile, watching a group of mountain people preparing to kill fish.

    The mountain man obviously recognized this Shaolin monk. He turned around and picked up a mullet skewered with water plants in his hand, and said honestly: "Master, I originally planned to use this river water to remove the scales and disembowel this fish, wash it clean, and reward the five internal organs."  Temple, since the master is in front of me, I don¡¯t dare to kill a living being rashly, so why don¡¯t we just let this fish live?¡±

    Monk Hui'en still smiled when he heard this and said: "If you have the intention to kill, how can you stop it? As the saying goes, meat and wine pass through the intestines, and the Buddha's heart remains. This mullet is plump and juicy. If cooked into soup, it will be delicious."  It must be a delicacy, how can it be wasted like this? Why not boil it into soup and share it with the benefactor?"

    "Um?"

    The mountain people looked astonished and said: "Master, as a mountain villager, I know that God has the virtue of good life, why do you still kill and eat fish?

    Don¡¯t you Buddhists often say that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda? Eating fish may not shake the Buddha¡¯s heart, but you still have to kill, and killing is always wrong, right?  "

    "Amitabha! This is wrong."

    "The so-called mountains are mountains, water is water, mountains are not mountains, and water is not water."

    Killing and not killing, death and immortality, living and not living, actually all have the same destination.

    "My Buddha is compassionate, but I also know that life must lead to death. Life and death are reincarnated, and retribution is unsatisfactory. Death is life, life is death, killing is saving, and saving is killing.

    It should be noted that if you kill and eat fish today, it seems that you have committed a crime of killing. But from the perspective of my Buddha, if you eat fish, it means that the fish sacrifices itself to save you, help you fill your belly, and raise your wife and children. This is a meritorious deed.  Maybe it will help the fish escape from the animal realm. If the fish has an afterlife, it may be reincarnated as a human. Is it better to be a human than a fish?

    "If you also have an afterlife, you may fall into the animal realm. In the future, you will be a fish, and the fish will be you. You will eat fish in the next life, and the fish will be eaten by you in the next life.

    In this way, if you kill the fish, the fish will kill you, if you eat the fish, the fish will eat you. This is the reincarnation of all things, the cycle of life and death, so what's wrong with it?  "

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    However, the mountain people screamed "ah", as if they couldn't accept the many rambling truths for a while, turned around and ran away, crying in pain and shouting:

    "Woo! I don't want to be a fish. I won't be a fish in the next life. I want to be a human being. I still want to be a human being. I don't want to be eaten by fish. I don't want to eat fish again in this life. Wuwuwuah!"

    "Why!"

    Hui En saw the mountain people running away like crazy, shook his head and sighed, "Amitabha! What a sin, what a sin! This villager is destined to be my Buddha, so he can enter the mountain gate, but he still doesn't have enlightenment.

    It doesn¡¯t matter whether you are ignorant or enlightened.  The child is not a fish, who knows the joy of fish?

    Maybe being a fish is more fun than being a human?  Maybe being a talent is distressing, but being a fish is not distressing.

    I don¡¯t know if the Buddha is suffering. Is the Buddha also suffering?  Otherwise, how could we, Ksitigarbha Buddha and Bodhisattva, make the great wish that hell would never be empty and vow not to become a Buddha?

    "Otherwise, how could I, Patriarch Bodhidharma, order Patriarch Huike to design Bodhidharma's heart?"  "

    The monk muttered, got up and walked towards the fish that was still jumping around sometimes. He grabbed the straw rope and lifted the fish. He patted the fish's head and said with a smile, "You have enlightened yourself. You are happier than that villager. You are destined to be my Buddha."  . In this life, I will eat you, a monk, which means I will eat myself. In the next life, you will be a human being, and I will make fish for you to eat. You eat me, and I eat you, so what does it matter?

    The wine and meat passed through the intestines, but remained in the heart of the Buddha.  If you ask who kills, I kill myself, hahahahaha"

    The monk laughed, picked up the fish and left

    ¡°What a fair-weather monk, what a fine sentence, I¡¯ll kill myself!¡±

    Jiang Dali, a man with such a heart of stone, was deeply shocked. He suddenly looked at Hui En, who had passed away and passed away, and saw tears on his face. He was enlightened, without the slightest concern, and in a trance, his energy seemed to be sensing.The soul that destroyed both sides turned into the haze of a fish and disappeared between the heaven and the earth.

    Every trace of pain before death seems to have gained happiness and turned into relief at the moment of turning into a fish.

    "Senior brother!"

    At this time, the stagnant air around him returned to normal. Huiqi wailed, resisted the urge to rush forward, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head, sighed, began to squeeze the rosary, silently recited the Sutra of Paradise, and then slowly walked up  He came forward, bowed deeply, and solemnly put away the wooden fish that Hui En had been holding on to until his death.

    "He just died like that?"

    Hui En, the monk Hui En, looked at him with a surprised look on his face as he passed away, no longer alive, and felt an emptiness in his heart for no reason.

    Jiang Dali shook his head, nodded again, put his hands on his back and looked into the distance, hidden in the clouds. Like a golden-red lampshade, the sun's rays became much softer. He said with emotion, "Master Hui'en has passed away and has been reincarnated.  Living again. He has become the fish he always wanted to be, he has found happiness as a fish!"

    "Have you foundthe happiness of fish?"

    ??Wanwan, Wang Yuyan, Murong Qingqing, and even Huiqi all looked a little confused, seeming to understand but not understanding.

    Jiang Dali didn¡¯t explain any more.

    As Hui En said, if you understand, you understand, and if you don¡¯t understand, you don¡¯t understand. Everything is left unsaid.

    He suddenly turned around, his cloak stirred up a gust of wind, and at some point he took out the damaged heart of Bodhidharma with the 'x' mark exposed in his hand. His eyes were shining and he said in a deep voice, "I have roughly seen the place of catastrophe.  We are in a position where time is of the essence, so we can set off immediately.¡±

    Huanwan immediately spoke, "We also want one"

    "no!"

    Before Huanwan could finish her words, Jiang Dali flatly refused, his tone consistent and unquestionable.

    "I!"

    Wang Yuyan, who was a little slow to react, suddenly said only one word and then stopped at her mouth, unable to speak the rest of the words.

    Because she knew that Jiang Dali was right and said that if it didn¡¯t work, it wouldn¡¯t work. Even if the King of Heaven came, it would be impossible to change it. Only a pair of tangled jade hands were playing with the corners of the clothes, as if they were venting their anger on the clothes.

    Murong Qingqing opened her mouth and sighed inwardly, but she didn't say a word. She just touched her fingers on the piano body behind her, as if looking for support.

    "Huanhan is not afraid of heaven and earth, but she is also very afraid of rivers. This may be due to a certain experience in her past.

    But when I think of worrying about it for so many days and finally seeing Jiang Dali, but having to leave in a hurry again, and waiting in fear, my heart is full of resentment. I can only muster up the courage to meet Jiang Dali's eyes that have become deep and sharp.  , said in an instant:

    "Okay! You are the leader of the stronghold. No one from the slave family dares to contradict you. But now, we three sisters are here to find you. We will not separate immediately after seeing you. You said you won't take us with you.  The three of us agreed to go to that dangerous place, but you have to ride a dragon and fly there, right?

    "The three of us will serve you all the way on the dragon, bringing you tea and water, lifting your shoulders and pressing your legs"

    Sensing Jiang Dali¡¯s frown, Huanwan immediately changed his words and raised his hand, ¡°No, halfway.¡±

    "snort!"

    Jiang Dali was noncommittal and looked at Hui Qi and said, "Please arrange Hui En's funeral arrangements. I will leave immediately."

    Huiqi woke up from his sadness, turned around and said immediately, "Donor Jiang, although senior brother has passed away, I still need to go with you. If anything happens again on the way, I can also borrow the Buddhist utensils left by Patriarch Bodhidharma.  To give you a little extra help, as for the body of senior brother, the monk can just cremate it on the spot."

    "In that case, fine!"

    Jiang Dali pondered for a moment, nodded in agreement, and then let out a long roar. The demon dragon swimming in the distance let out a dragon roar and swooped over.

    The three women all looked at Jiang Dali¡¯s back eagerly as he prepared to ride the dragon away, and then looked at the lonely Magic Eagle not far away in the grass, also staring at Jiang Dali¡¯s back eagerly, dumbfounded.

    "Suddenly, I felt that the three of them and the eagle were surprisingly similar at this moment. They were all dull-witted, and they seemed to be in sympathy with each other.

    The new generation is better than the old ones. They seem to work hard and pay hard like the devil eagle, but they still can't move the iron heart of this tough man.

    "You three, what are you doing standing around? Aren't you ready to go up to the dragon and serve me?"

    Suddenly, Jiang Dali's rough voice came and fell into the ears of the three women.

    The three girls were all startled, and then they were overjoyed. However, except for Wang Yuyan and Huan Huan who were beaming with joy, Murong Qingqing, who had a cold temperament, was happy and hidden deep in her heart

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