865, Human nature is evil (1/2)

The beasts walked into the darkness and disappeared.

The strong winds that swept between heaven and earth gradually subsided.

Danzeng held the big red lotus and looked at his wife Ram.

They could see the confusion in each other's eyes.

The two then looked away and looked at the bulging black cloth bag that was more than half a person's height carried by the snow-white beast. Danzeng hesitated for a while, handed the big red lotus to his wife, and said, "If you see anything wrong later, you can cut him with a knife."

Ram took the long knife and nodded hesitantly.

Taking a deep breath, Danzeng walked to the black cloth bag and untied the straps on it.

As the straps were gradually pulled apart, waves of moist and cold smells of lake water slowly overflowed. Danzeng opened the black cloth bag and peeled it down a layer, revealing a "rice mountain" inside.

Crystal clear cooked rice was piled in the black cloth bag.

Drops of colorless water seeped out from the cooked rice grains and slid down the "rice mountain".

Danzeng accidentally touched a drop of water seeping out from the cooked rice mountain, and the icy coldness eroded into his finger, flesh and bone marrow, causing his entire finger to quickly turn pale and lose any sensation.

The finger that touched the water drop had been frozen "off", and was completely necrotic!

"Don't, don't touch this thing!" Danzeng took two steps back in fear, reminding his wife behind him. Through the crystal clear rice mountain, he vaguely saw a figure inside that was paler than the rice mountain, and the figure was sitting cross-legged.

Looking at the "person" in the rice mountain, Danzeng hesitated for a while, followed a certain intuition in his heart, took the big red lotus from his wife, and approached the rice mountain again, piercing the surface of the rice mountain with the big red lotus, and gradually cut a crack in the layer of cooked rice.

The crystal clear, seemingly ripe rice grains, cut by such a sharp weapon as the Dahonglian Taizang, made Danzeng feel as if he was cutting ice.

But the Dahonglian Taizang's blade came into contact with the rice grains that were clumps together, and it could cause the layer of cooked rice to continue to crack downwards.

——Danzeng's body was too weak to control this magical weapon.

The cooked rice layer slowly cracked, making a sound like the breaking of ice.

The surging air around penetrated into the cooked rice layer along the cracks, and there were bursts of cold and strange rhythms floating out of the cooked rice layer, exchanging with the air flowing in.

The strange rhythms floating out of the cracks were blocked by the Dahonglian Taizang and did not cause any damage to Danzeng.

The entire "rice mountain" completely collapsed.

In the gradually expanding cracks in the rice layer, a woman with a height of four or five feet appeared.

The woman's eyebrows and eyes looked very hazy in the cold and strange charm. Danzeng couldn't see her face clearly, but he felt that 'she' was very familiar.

He held the big red lotus, stepped back a few steps, and tried to call the woman under the rice layer -

A pair of dim yellow eyes slowly opened from the mist frozen by the indigo strange charm. The eyes looked at Danzeng and Ram outside the ice layer, and the dim yellow color in the eyes gradually faded -

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The rice layer broke and scattered.

The woman with skin as white as frost walked out of the rice husks on the ground.

She was wrapped in a layer of indigo mist, with deep eyebrows and eyes, and three-dimensional facial features.

The pair of black and white eyes looked at Danzeng.

Danzeng opened his mouth and looked at the girl who was about fifteen or sixteen years old. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

"You, you are Lunzhu?" Ram stood behind Danzeng, looking at the girl who was taller than her. Although her mind was full of doubts, she still saw the shadow of her own Lunzhu from the various traces between the girl's eyebrows.

"Ama."

The girl nodded and looked up behind the two.

She walked towards Danzeng and passed by him——

The big red lotus in Danzeng's hand had been taken by her——A flash of scarlet knife light cut through the darkness behind the couple. In the swirling darkness, a bloody figure was split into two halves and dissipated between heaven and earth!

The couple did not notice that during the time they opened the black cloth bag and broke through the rice layer, a ghost had quietly attached itself to them!

Luckily, the girl who was suspected to be 'Lunzhu' took action and cut the ghost into two halves with one knife, avoiding a tragedy!

"Lunzhu, Lunzhu——" Danzeng came back to his senses, looked at the graceful woman, and said while gesturing with his hands, "You were only this tall before, just higher than my knees... How come you have grown so tall after not seeing each other for a day?"

Hearing his father's question, Lunzhu stared at Danzeng blankly and called out, "Dad."

Danzeng looked at the expression on Lunzhu's face, opened his mouth, and said nothing.

Lunzhu no longer looked like the same Lunzhu before, but in fact he was still the same Lunzhu before.

"Brother, where did you go?" Lunzhu asked Danzeng and Ram.

"I don't know..." Ram shook his head.

...

It was dawn.

The golden sunlight burst out from afar, like a shepherd's whip, driving away the dark clouds.

High under the sky, by the river, more than a dozen houses were scattered here.

In a stone house, Jing Lian sat cross-legged on the thatch, while Su Wu lay on another bed of thatch, with his eyes open, watching the dust falling from the roof.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the stone house.

More than a dozen ragged serfs holding barley cakes, carrying teapots, and carrying a few eggs entered the stone house in a line.

"Master Buddha."

The old serf in the lead brought the highland barley cake to the low table in front of Jinglian.

He carefully glanced at Su Wu lying in the corner, and the other serfs behind him immediately served Su Wu a piece of highland barley cake.

Then, someone brought a teapot, poured bitter black-red tea for the two, and served eggs.

"Master Buddha, please accept the offering." The old serf in the lead knelt on the ground in fear and trepidation, and said to Jinglian respectfully.

Many serfs knelt on the ground.

Jinglian picked up the cooked and warm egg and stared at it with no joy or sadness. He didn't speak, but his voice was already ringing in everyone's ears: "Since there are eggs, there should be hens.

Why don't you kill the hens and offer them to me?"

The serfs trembled all over when they heard this.

They didn't know how to respond to Jinglian. They just felt that they had done a great mistake and were afraid that they would be punished by Master Buddha.

The scene was silent for a while.

At this time, the young black-robed monk lying on another thatched bed climbed up from the thatched pile. He picked up an egg and peeled the eggshell while saying, "It's good to have something to eat, but you are so picky."

The serfs were even more frightened when they heard this.

They didn't know how this black-robed monk who called Monk Jinglian "Master" could be so bold?

How dare he disobey his master?

If the master is angered by his disciples, the disciples will certainly be punished by torture, but they, the bystanders, will inevitably become the targets of the master's anger!

Jinglian's face sank.

The dark yellow face turned to the side, looked at Su Wu, and said to Su Wu: "If you are not sincere in your service, it is equivalent to no service.

They are not sincere in their service to Buddha, and they should be punished."

Su Wu heard what Jing Lian said, looked at the other party's serious and solemn eyes, and suddenly laughed: "Maybe they just think that the food at the moment is the best food they can take out, and they take out the food they think is the best to entertain you. Isn't this not sincere enough?

Besides, why should they be pious to you?"

"Those who worship Buddha should be pious." Jing Lian said so.

"What did Buddha do to sentient beings? Why should they be pious to Buddha?" Su Wu asked.

Jing Lian frowned and said nothing.

Su Wu looked at him with cold eyes.

In the beginning, human nature may not distinguish between good and evil.

But Jing Lian's original nature is "evil".

Even though Jinglian has lost too much of his mind and memories, his malicious intent is still obvious when he is in the outside world. However, such a person whose nature is "evil" has the innate "eight consciousnesses", and can be favored by the secret source, and can "enlighten" in the disaster, and gather the Dharma nature in one day!

Is this God's will?

The more Su Wu thought about it, the more he felt a strong chill in his heart!

"All living beings should be pious to Buddha.

It is not because of what Buddha did, there is no cause and effect.

I treat those who are pious to Buddha well, and punish those who are not sincere.

I have realized the Dharma nature, and I am only half a step away from the "rainbow transformation of the Dharma nature." Jinglian thought clearly, looked at Su Wu again, and said, "It can be seen that my actions are right, and your statement is wrong."

As he spoke, a puff of light dust floated from Jinglian's body.

The light dust spread to the many serfs kneeling on the ground. Su Wu flicked his sleeves, and a strong wind swept past, blowing all the scattered light dust away. Not a single one was touched by the serfs on the ground.

He looked at Jing Lian's calm eyes and replied, "Is it possible? I just said, is there a possibility? If you can truly develop bodhicitta, practice the bodhisattva path, give alms to sentient beings, save sentient beings, and practice Mahayana Dharma, instead of letting sentient beings offer you offerings and practicing Tantra Dharma as you do now, you have already realized more than emptiness?

You may no longer be the great master born from Jing Lian, but the bodhisattva born from Jing Lian?

The great master and the bodhisattva seem the same, but do you really think they are the same?"

Su Wu spoke calmly, but the sound was like a big stick, hitting Jing Lian's head fiercely!

Jing Lian was distracted and his face was blank!

Su Wu did not stop talking: "You have suffered a calamity like falling into the Vajra Hell.

Where did that calamity come from? You don't remember now - but I think there is a general outline.

I guess that the calamity you suffered in the past must have a lot to do with the fact that you killed countless people and caused the people in the Mizang area to live in misery?"

Jinglian suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of hatred, staring at Su Wu closely: "It's you - it turns out to be you -"

"It's me.

It seems that you remember it again." Su Wu said with a smile.

"Om ah -" Jinglian instantly made a seal with his hands, and when his thoughts were churning, skulls circled in the void - Su Wu didn't even need to make a move, the next moment when Jinglian's evil thoughts appeared, they all collapsed again.

The hatred in Jinglian's eyes disappeared.

Su Wu looked at him and said: "You are like this by nature, and it turns out that a dog can't change its eating shit."