Outside the house, it was pouring rain, and at first glance, it looked as if the water of the three rivers and five seas was pouring down from the sky.

The ground has long been a pool of water, and if it weren't for the high threshold of the restaurant, I was afraid that the stagnant water would pour into the house.

The doors and windows had been closed tightly by the proprietress and the rain was rattling on them.

The continuous dull beating sound echoed in the house, and people couldn't help but feel a little panic: the rainstorm wouldn't wash away the house, would it?

Tomorrow night's fat little face looked a little worried, and from time to time he raised his head to look down at the roof, for fear that a crack would suddenly crack on it.

It's no wonder that Ming Night is so worried, such a terrifying rain, even Xuanwei is the first time in his life to meet it!

"This rainstorm is really rare!" muttered the proprietress after serving a few vegetarian dishes and rice porridge to the group.

"Amitabha, the poor monk has lived for decades, but he has never experienced such a heavy rain a few times!"

The proprietress looked at the rising water outside the window through the window, and complained with a worry-free face: "It didn't rain for a while before, and it was so hot every day, but now the rain seems to be unstoppable!"

Listening to the complaint of the proprietress, she sighed for a long time tomorrow night, and said quietly: "According to this amount of precipitation, if it rains for so many hours, I am afraid that the water will overflow the golden mountain!"

Fire and water are relentless, and once a rainstorm becomes a flood, it will undoubtedly be a disaster.

"Spring, summer, autumn and winter, rain, snow and wind, all of which have heavenly opportunities. It's a blessing or a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided. Xuan Wei said slowly, and then drank the rice porridge indifferently.

For example, if you know that this heavy rain will cause disaster, you want the rain to stop immediately, but just by praying that the rain will stop?

It will rain as long as it should be, not for a second, and the result will not change in any way.

The boat is naturally straight to the bridge, and everything is casual!

"Even if you know it's a disaster, if you don't hide it, you have to suffer it, is it for the sake of having fun in suffering?" Pu Jiwaner smiled, but he casually threw out the question.

Along the way, everyone has gained a lot, and a large part of this is due to the fact that this kind of discourse can be carried out anytime and anywhere.

"Buddhism often says cause and effect, there is a cause and there must be an effect, and when good fortune and misfortune come, the cause is planted, and it will always end in some form of effect. Xuanwei replied calmly.

After a few days of communication with Puji, Xuanwei's understanding of Buddhism is also much deeper, and at this moment, he directly quotes Buddhism to argue, which has the taste of the spear of the son and the shield of the attacker.

Pu Ji nodded kindly, and then asked again: "In this case, blessings and disasters cannot be avoided at present, are all sentient beings following their own destiny and moving forward like marionettes?"

"Do your best, obey the destiny of heaven!" In literal order, do your best first, and then obey the destiny of heaven. Blessings and misfortunes cannot be avoided, but the results can be changed through personnel. Xuan Wei shook his head and said slowly.

After a pause, Xuan Wei summed up very succinctly: "Only by accepting the status quo can we find a solution to the problem and obtain the desired result." ”

Take this heavy rain as an example, everyone in the house knows that it will be a disaster if the rain keeps falling, and if you accept this situation, you can find a way to prevent the disaster that will happen, or even turn it into a good thing.

"What the Xuan Micro Master said is very good, wonderful!" Pu Ji stroked his palm and exclaimed.

The rest of the people at the table who listened to the two of them bowed slightly, as if they had realized.

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After eating, everyone drank tea and talked about the Tao, which was quite comfortable.

The torrential rain outside the window showed no sign of stopping, but became more and more terrifying with the sudden wind.

The proprietress was very experienced in finding cloth strips and towels, and carefully plugged the cracks in the doors and windows.

"Tomorrow's newspaper is probably full of all kinds of waterlogging news!" The proprietress looked out the window with a mop and said with a wry smile.

The ground has long been invisible on the street outside, and all kinds of debris float on the turbid water, including slippers, washbasins and other daily necessities.

The terrain of the township is not completely flat, and those low-lying and concave places have naturally become the hardest hit areas by stagnant water.

Thankfully, the current situation is not as bad as the damage that is often reported on television, and at least there is no real threat to the lives of residents.

Suddenly, Xuan Wei accidentally saw a dirt slope on the side of the road being flooded, and it didn't take long for the dirt slope to gradually disintegrate in the undercurrent, turning into a dark yellow mud flow.

"Landslide! Mudslide!" Xuan Wei instantly remembered the village he had passed by and the hill next to it, which was used to dig up dirt.

Due to over-mining, the mountain is barely covered by vegetation, and the exposed soil is washed away by heavy rains, and there is a high risk of landslides and mudslides!

If that happens, the village is located at the foot of the mountain, and the results speak for themselves!

Taking a step back, would those adobe houses be safe and sound, even if there were no mudslides in this stormy weather?

There was a hint of solemnity in Xuan Wei's eyes, no matter how you say it, this may also be related to dozens of living lives!

"Master Puji!" Xuan Wei turned sideways and happened to meet Puji's compassionate eyes.

Obviously, Puji also thought of that village, and his heart was quite worried.

"Amitabha! I also hope that the master of Xuan Micro will help the poor monks!" Pu Ji bowed and said, his tone resolute.

"Supreme Heavenly Venerable, Poor Dao asks himself if he can't stand by and watch calmly at this moment!" Xuan Wei sighed lightly and nodded silently.

If that village is buried by a mudslide and the villagers lose their lives, it can probably be called a bitter fruit.

To put it mildly, even if there is no heavy rain, maybe the village will also turn into a ghost domain in the near future, it is nothing more than the difference between morning and evening.

From a rational point of view, there is no point in saving that village, and it is completely thankless.

However, emotionally I can't get over, just the Dao heart, Xuanwei can't get over!

Before, Xuanwei could sit back and watch calmly, but at this moment, the situation has changed somewhat, and Xuanwei can't continue to sit idly by.

Unlike Puji's compassion, Puji values the outcome of the villagers' final peace, while Xuanwei cares more about the process than the result.

If you can't, as long as you do your best, then you will have a clear conscience in your heart, and you will not be shaken to your Dao heart.

"Female benefactor, the two poor monks need to go out at this moment, it is inconvenient, and they look at Haihan!" Pu Ji said to the proprietress .

"It's raining so hard outside, you still want to go out?" the proprietress was stunned, with an incomprehensible look.

The matter was urgent, Pu Ji didn't explain much, turned to Cheng Nian and instructed: "Cheng Nian, you stay here, Uncle Shi and Master Xuan Wei will go back when they go." ”

After speaking, Puji reached out and opened the door.

The storm rushed into the room in an instant, almost suffocating.