Little corner, I'm early. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's a wonderful thing, and you can't tell what kind of person you're passing by. Maybe it's a businessman or a politician, maybe it's a robber and a thief, and of course it's a master of the game. But no matter what, the moment you pass by, whoever he is, has already missed you. So the people you meet on the street are ordinary people, and they must be ordinary people.

What if they weren't looking for someone, and they weren't waiting? I'm like I'm on the tip of a bull's horn, everybody is looking and being found, waiting and being waiting. I shouldn't have had such a messy and stupid idea, just because this is a familiar street, and there is a good saying - ten thousand taels of gold are not sold, but the cross street is fateful.

The mouth of the alley seems to be connected to countless worlds, and the street is even more busy, but they all miss it. Actually, I missed it, but I don't want to admit it.

The light of the street lamp is not bright, the glitz of the day fades, and after being shrouded in darkness, there is no difference between cleanliness and dirtiness. The world of purple and red has also become pale or dark, and it has lost its original color. I waited with trepidation, waiting for the so-called fate.

"Monk, the law is not passed on lightly. Is it really okay for you to pass it on to me?"

Monk: "The Dharma is meant to be passed on. ”

"But I have concerns. First, there must be fate in teaching the Fa, and I am afraid that I will not be able to pay back what others ask for me in the future.

Second, I have no effect on your propagation of the Tantric Dharma, and I am not even useful to your Buddhism; if you do not succeed in your cultivation, ordinary people will have endless troubles in the future; if you succeed in your cultivation, I would prefer to be free, and it is better to be a Taoist sect if I have to enter a sect.

Thirdly, you have not consulted me on what you have done, and judging from the current situation, it makes no difference whether I practice tantric practice or not. ”

Monk: "The house is on fire, and children are playing." In order to save the sons, they had to set up conveniences and lure them with sheep carts, deer carts, and ox carts. ”

"I've heard the story of 'Three Cars', but I'm different. In order to save sentient beings from suffering, it is natural to go first. But what about me? Who are you trying to save?"

The monk smiled slightly: "What's the difference?"

I was a little stunned. "What I just said is different...... I see, I see. Thank you, Master. ”

"This body is a Buddha, and your concerns are not concerns, and your verification is not verification. However, the dust is locked, the obstacles are deep, the dirt is firm, and it has to be initiated. This empowerment is similar to the path of the path, but it is completely different. If there is great light shining on the chakras, you will receive the blessings of the Dharma and great wisdom. ”

Every word of the monk spoke to my heart, as if he knew what I was thinking. Like many ordinary people, my first reaction was "mind reading", which seemed to be a foreign product. The power of film and television is too strong, and not many ordinary people know that Buddhism has the magic power of his heart. After all, what is the name of this spell Dao Gate? Unfortunately, I have been sharpening my head to enter the Dao Gate, and I don't even know these things.

"I'm still worried about ......"

The monk recited the Buddha name. "Portal's view. Anyway, there's a compromise. I am empowering you so that you can become enlightened and see the Buddha with your own practice, and I am really just a bridge for you. You yourself are also a ferryboat in the sea of suffering, and you can cross yourself. One of the initiations in tantra is self-empowerment, which was originally intended for people who think highly of themselves as geniuses. For you, maybe it works......"

Couldn't I be considered a genius? My mind was confused, and the monk's words were also confused, and I was even more convinced that he had used his heart and mind for me. The monk Zhengse said: "The Buddhist path is different, whether it can be practiced together has long been decided. It's just that Nameless View and Qingliangqiao made a big wish, so it's inconvenient for me to say more. Your practice is like a mirror, illusory and almost delusional, and empowerments allow you to see the truth. ”

I nodded yes.

As soon as the monk stretched out his hand, countless mosquitoes, flies, poisonous insects formed a ball in his hands. The palm of the hand was not very big, but the more the insects gathered, it didn't look crowded at all. Isn't that what the Buddha's Five Finger Mountain looks like? However, I did not immediately think of the monkeys—the innumerable insects, the enemies in the darkness—and I remembered the murderous aura of the night when the laughing hill was broken.

"What do you see?" the monk asked.

"Bugs, countless bugs. "I was a little scared.

"Look again. ”

The insects flew, I don't know if I fell into the palm of the monk's hand, or if the insects flew out. Anyway, the final result was that I was submerged and devoured by the sea of worms......

In an instant, the body was gone, only the bones remained. I panicked and woke up.

"It's not a worm, it's your heart, and there are 84,000 troubles in your heart, which are transformed into 84,000 worms. When the poisonous insects are destroyed, you can see the sincerity. ”

I bowed my head and said nothing.

"What do you see now?" said the monk had another ball in his palm, which looked like sewage on the ground.

"I ......" was about to say that it was a lump of sewage, but he couldn't say anything. Because the water turned into flames, countless poisonous insects were killed by the flames, but the remaining ashes blended with the water, forming poisonous water. This water is not the filth of the world, but the filth of the human heart.

"My heart has been ignited, but I don't know what will be left after the burning. Poisonous water is more harmful than the bugs that cause trouble, and I don't have the wisdom to cut them off. I know what you want me to see, but I can't think of it. ”

"Thinking is different from visualizing, visualizing is different from seeing. Since you don't want to see it, you don't have to. Look again. ”

Buddhists see the three veins and seven wheels, and the Taoist sees the eight veins of the strange scriptures. It makes sense on both sides, but I can only see one or the other, so I can't see anything about the sewage.

The monk stretched out his hand to the sky, and the moonlight circulated in his hand, as if he had plucked the moon, and as if he had picked up a handful of moonlight.

He put his hand on top of my head and said, "The moonlight shines through your head and goes straight to the bottom of the sea." You don't have to visualize or panic, there will be visions of lotus seeds, lotus blossoms, lotus flowers will grow, the light will change from colorless to colored, and when the light changes from the outside to the inside out, the golden light will shine throughout. And when the light is everywhere and everywhere, you will realize that this is the empowerment ......"

Sure enough, as the monk said, I listened to it as if I was fascinated. Although the primordial spirit did not appear, everything was very bright, as if the situation in the body could be seen. There seems to be some similarity between the seabed and the dantian, and it doesn't take long for things to change. The light from the outside in is the moonlight, the spell of the monk. It's actually moonlight from the inside out, but it's the moon at the bottom of the sea. I keep my mind and watch what happens.

"No! not Lotus. I shouted. "That's a picture!"