Chapter 133: Suffering is like the sea, how to live the world

With three coffins on his back, he walked step by step towards the village.

A line of footprints was left behind him, neatly arranged.

The soles of those feet seemed to be telling something, and each one was exceptionally clear and heavy.

He knows the warmth of this world, that warmth is a cotton coat in the cold winter, a ruined temple when he is cornered, and a few plain cakes from strangers.

In order to spread this warmth to the world, he put on a monk's robe and entered the world.

But the suffering swallowed him up like the sea, and the suffering of the people was waves and waves, and he went in but could not get out.

How hot is Rao's heart, and how can he help this cold ocean?

I still remember that the old monk in the temple once said it drunkly.

Silly boy, there is no Buddha in this world.

He doesn't look at you and me.

and do not look upon the world.

At night, the village is a beautiful color from afar, it burns with orange fire and black smoke.

Vigilant walked in, and he saw people holding their loved ones and weeping sadly, and he saw silence in the portal.

His face was red from the fire, and the corners of his eyes were black from the smoke.

Some people were looking at him with empty eyes, not knowing what they were thinking.

He put down the woman's body and walked over to those who were still alive.

Remove the heavy objects that were pressing them and rescue the people trapped in the house one by one.

He's just doing it all silently, and that's all he can do.

That's the saddest thing......

Until dawn, he didn't even know how much he had done, until a little girl came running.

"Bald big brother, you ...... Let's eat something!"

He looked to be four or five years old, and he was holding a wooden bowl with some white porridge in it.

The little girl was followed by an old woman, rubbing her wrinkled old hands, and said in a deep voice, "Thank you...... Bring the baby and her mother back......"

Vigilantly raised his eyes to look around, countless pairs of eyes looking at him from a distance, with a gentle gaze.

As if something had finally fallen to the ground in his heart, he saluted with his hands together, and said, "Thank you, little donor!"

I took the bowl and ate it in two bites.

At this moment, another kanji came over with a bowl in his hand, and a plate in his hand contained a stack of freshly grilled meat that was still steaming.

The man said heartily: "Little brother, thanks to you, how can you just eat porridge, you are tired all night, come and eat some meat!"

Syllable!

A woman slapped him on the back of the head and scolded, "You fool, let you get some food for the little master, why are you making meat? Monks can't eat meat!"

Caution also smiled bitterly, and turned the bowl in the man's hand, and saluted back: "Thank you for your kindness, the little monk only needs this bowl of porridge." ”

The man still didn't understand this, so he touched his head and said to his mother-in-law, "Why are you beating me...... Doesn't he have a little shorter hair? Why can't people with short hair eat meat yet?"

As expected, the man was dragged away by his mother-in-law's twisted ears.

The people around also laughed, but it was this peasant man who didn't know anything that broke the dullness of this village.

After eating, Wary continued to help the villagers pour things in the ruins.

Someone asked him, "Little monk, I don't think you're a local, what are you carrying such a big coffin on?"

Before, they were embarrassed to ask, and they were not in the mood to ask, but now they are somewhat relieved from their sadness, and they ask out of curiosity.

Cautionary Fang remembered his intentions, and when he thought of the three people he met three months ago, he said, "In your village, have there been two young people named Yangqiu and Yanghuan?"

The expression on the questioner's face changed from curiosity to surprise, and he couldn't help but say, "Yes, yes, but these two people went to Cangyun Country three years ago to serve as soldiers, and occasionally reply to a few letters, do you know them?"

Wariness took a deep breath, and his already good mood became heavy again.

"I've brought them back. ”

However, these two men are now just two corpses.

When the man heard this, his face darkened, and his eyes were full of sadness and sadness.

He pondered for a long time before he said: "Yesterday, when those dogs burned the village with torches, the old man of the Yang family couldn't escape...... Alas, creation makes people. ”

Asked vigilantly: "Those few people yesterday are just ordinary mountain bandits, and there are more than a dozen people in the prime of life in the village, why don't you drive them away?"

"Hurry?"

The man asked rhetorically.

Then he said in a heavy tone: "Where to rush, it is true that there are mountain bandits in the mountains near here, but they are all in threes and threes, and I don't know what is going on recently, they have all joined together, burning and looting everywhere." What can we people do until no immortals are willing to condescend to save us?"

Resistance, in exchange for even more terrifying consequences.

The nameless fire in the heart of the vigilant heart was like pouring a bowl of oil on it at this time, and it was burning fiercely.

Together with the villagers, he buried the dead in a cemetery outside the village.

"Oh no! Those bandits from yesterday are here again!"

"They...... They brought a lot of people!"

When the villagers heard the news, the atmosphere fell into despair again, the women wept and the men clenched their fists, but did nothing.

The man who had been chatting with Jingxin before suddenly said to him: "Little monk, you go, this is the fate of our village, and we can't implicate you." ”

The rest of the people in the village also looked wary at this time.

They knew that because they were wary of the poor girl who had been snatched back yesterday, the other party was now here to seek revenge.

But they didn't blame him, almost all of them looked at Vigilant with a grateful gaze: "Yes, you can go quickly." ”

In the morning, the strong man who wanted to let his guard eat some meat to replenish his body, at this time his eyes were red, and he carried a hoe in his hand, and said to his mother-in-law: "Daughter-in-law, you take the piece of gold from the marriage and turn around...... Find a good family!"

"Lao Tzu has to fight with these wolf cubs raised by bitches today!"

His words were like a little flame.

It ignited the anger in everyone's hearts.

"Isn't killing one a life? You can't let people pull on their heads!"

"Let's go!"

There are more than a dozen men in the village, most of them are hunters, and they have bows and arrows and some short knives at home, and they can bring everything they can, and the atmosphere at this time is like a group of heroic warriors who are going to die bravely to meet the most heroic battle in their lives.

Maybe these ordinary people don't know what cultivation is.

But...... Born as a human being, he will not be a fish on the chopping board until he dies.

Vigilant walked over and blocked them.

Smile and salute.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you also said that these people were recruited by the little monk by mistake, that is the cause and effect of the little monk, and the free little monk to understand. ”

Turn around and take a step.

If you are like a purgatory on earth, then it is up to me to bear all these sufferings, and if there is less suffering, there will be more bliss.

The gag may be late, but it is never absent. (I was too sleepy to sleep, I thought I was fine yesterday, but I was called by the company to go to the tax office to file a tax return...... Busy to death. )