The purpose of Buddhism is to let the people of the world break through the confusion and become enlightened, break the evil and cultivate the good, reform themselves, and get rid of suffering and happiness.

For these chaotic and ignorant indigenous peoples, the primary responsibility of enlightenment should be to change customs and civilization.

In the Yavati country and the Puluozhong Islands through which we passed, the missionaries from the Tianzhu Buddha country set up altars to preach and recruit disciples, teach the natives about farming and mulberry, and change their thousand-year-old customs.

In my opinion, it has achieved little success, but it is all about it.

But no matter what kind of civilization, eating a full stomach always comes first, and then you can talk about other things.

Guan Zi said: Cang Liao knows etiquette and knows honor and disgrace when he has enough food and clothing, which is the truth.

The merchant ships were soon to return west, and there was not so much time to spend with the natives who had landed on the island.

So we choose some of the most important ways to survive and teach them every day.

How to drill wood for fire, how to keep fire, how to steam cassava, how to grill minced meat, how to dry sea salt, and so on.

It's relatively easy to change the style of eating, and meat sprinkled with sea salt and grilled over a wood fire tastes far better than bloody raw meat.

After a day or two, these natives were already hooked on these delicacies.

Their daily activities are either to catch fish in the sea or to hunt sea beasts on the cliffs of the beach.

The barbecue feast on the beach lasts until late at night.

All of a sudden, the island was filled with the smell of fireworks.

The life pursuit of the natives is so simple, it seems that as long as there is barbecue to eat, they are living in heaven.

In addition to setting fire to cook cooked food, they are completely self-taught and have a sense of shame.

One afternoon, the feast of the natives began again.

We were amazed to find that all the men and women were dressed in their shirts.

Sun-dried or roasted sea animal skins are sewn and wrapped around the otherwise naked waist.

Much like the tasseled skirts of the Egyptian dancers in the wine shops of the city-state of Herat.

More than thirty indigenous men and women, dressed in animal skin skirts, were dancing wildly around the roaring bonfire, humming the sacred comedy they had sung.

"Big brother! These wild people can be taught! Hahaha! ”

Standing on the bow of the boat and seeing this, I was very pleased and laughed loudly.

"Yes! If they were in my Great Jin Han Kingdom, they would all be naturalized as New Dynasty people in less than a year! It's a pity we're leaving! ”

Brother Lin sighed drunkenly, and raised his head and drank two sips of potato wine.

Since there was enough wine on board, the old man's addiction to alcohol was finally relieved.

"Peel dates in August, and harvest rice in October. For this spring wine, to Jie Mei Shou! Tomorrow I will pass on to them the techniques of making potato sake, and I hope that these natives will continue to live on the island for generations to come! Hahaha! ”

One of the greatest joys of life is to teach people to be good.

It is very gratifying to see that these wild people, after a few days of training by us, no longer drink blood and have a civilized heart.

"Lin Qing! Brother Chun! You two send a few barrels of potato wine! Let these wild people also taste what my Han's sake tastes like! ”

But everyone who likes wine has a common hobby, that is, persuading people to drink without being stingy, and Brother Lin is the same.

Listening to what I said, he was going to teach the natives how to make wine, and he waved his hand to the two younger brothers, and gave them to the savages with wine.

Although Lin Qingchun and Brother Lin were a little reluctant, they did not dare to disobey the orders of the main family.

So each of them got out of the merchant ship with a brown barrel in his arms, and hurried away to the wild man's pile.

It's time for the bonfire feast

After the scene, the two teenagers, perhaps fearing that the wild people had spoiled the wine, opened the barrel and scooped out the potato wine, and handed it to the leader of the natives, the old wizard.

The wizard drank it with a ladle of wine in both hands, and the spicy taste of the tapioca liquor immediately made him feel angry.

The shriveled savage old man roared with all his hands, not in pain, but in drunkenness.

All the natives, men and women, each scooped up the spirits and put them into their stomachs, and the potato wine sent by the two barrels of half a cup of tea was drunk by these savages.

It seems that eating meat and drinking wine in large bowls are very much to their liking.

Lin Qing, who had completed the task, returned with a wicked smile on his face: "Brothers, you have a good show!" These monkeys don't know whether they are alive or dead! Such a strong drink dares to drink like water! Hey! ”

These two bad boys turned out to have bad intentions and sincerely wanted to get these natives drunk!

Sure enough, the wineiness of the potato wine soon set in, and the wild people became intoxicated and sang and danced around the campfire.

The sunset dyes the whole island red, and the wild folk songs and dances without any choreography are spontaneous and enthusiastic, with a different kind of beauty, which makes people feel excited.

"Sir! These wild men are massive! If you drink like this, you can still sing and dance! ”

Lin Qing grinned, obviously what these natives did not meet his expectations, and what he hoped to see was not such a scene.

All the guys who leaned on the side of the boat to watch the excitement laughed wildly in their hearts.

What they love is the drunken disorder of the wild people, and on this isolated island in the sea country, a spring palace picture under the sunset is staged.

How could it be that these natives are so greedy for fine wine, like they have swallowed the poisonous Gu of the Flower of Forgetfulness, and have completely forgotten the joy between men and women.

At that time, except for Brother Lin and Tian Bo, we were all in our teens and twenties.

is in the prime of life, but all of them are lonely guests at sea, and they have no chance to have an appointment with a beautiful woman all year round, which is really sad!

Five days later, the sea currents from the east were raging, and the bitter southeast trade winds brought a bitter chill.

And the Hometown Park beyond the Northwest Sea and Sky, it is the twilight spring season when the grass grows and the warbler flies, and we should return.

This isolated island in the southern wilderness, where we have lived for half a year, has since become a new home for these indigenous people.

Along with them, there are also the methods of winemaking, the art of food and the way of ethics from the state of the Han civilization.

It is not known what will happen to these natives in the future.

In the rest of my life, I walked more than ten times on this sea route connecting the Eastern Jin Dynasty and Han with Tianzhu and Persia, and I also encountered sudden hurricanes on the way.

But he never had the chance to return to the Southern Wilderness, and he never heard of it from other maritime merchants.

It seems that this past that we have experienced has given us and other new students this paradise of the Southern Wilderness, but it is just an illusion in the meditation technique and the Forgetting Worries and Poison Gu.

On the third day of leaving the island and heading west, the nightmare repeated once again, when the tide cut off the way home and blew us further east.

And this time, everyone on the ship, including me and Brother Lin, gave up struggling and fighting, and let the ship drift with the wind.

Beyond the sea is still the sea, beyond the east is still the east, and it seems that it will never be able to get to the shore.

People can't fight the heavens, so what does the Buddha mean if he destroys me and fights? If the Buddha saves me, why bother!

Just live in the present and everything will pass.

Fortunately, there is still a lot of food on the ship, drinking water is temporarily worry-free, and there is a good wine every day.

Regardless of his south, east, west, and northwest, he is in the stormy waves.

Life is like morning dew, only wine can solve it

A thousand sorrows.

After half a month in the sea, when we were all born to have nothing to love, the far east in the depths of the sea suddenly appeared with rolling coasts and mountains.

It's like when I returned from an escape from the Oriental Island and saw the coast of Canaan for the first time.

Lush, reckless, boundless!

"Young master, look! Canaan Coast! We're back in Eastern Rome again! ”

The pot helmet looked at the mainland from afar, and when he saw the long-lost coast, he cried happily.

And I have long looked down on life and death, and I have lost the ecstasy of the past.

It's just that the palms of the hands sang a few times in a row, thanking God for not receiving it.

"Certainly not the Canaan of Rome! It won't be a sea country in the southwest! Virtuous brother! We're on the horizon! Hahaha! Heaven will not destroy me! ”

Brother Lin's beard had covered his entire face, and only a pair of red eyes were still exposed.

These days, the once fearless merchant has lost all his strength and spends his days drinking and merry-making on board.

And his last wish was to drink all the wine stored on the ship before he died.

The successive hurricanes and shipwrecks for more than a year have really hit Brother Lin too hard.

Our merchant ships are under a spell, and an invisible hand is blocking our way home.

As the master was still like this, the rest of the men went down with him, and the merchant ship missed several opportunities to turn the rudder to the west.

Now that the coast is close ahead, Brother Lin is finally alive again.

Everyone at the bow of the boat embraced passionately, dancing like a child.

The so-called joy and sorrow are really not at all!

We were all so caught up in the ecstasy of dying that we forgot to lower our sails and slow down.

When approaching the coast, there was an undercurrent rushing from the north to the south.

The ship suddenly rushed towards the rocky cliff on the shore like a wild horse on the loose.

It was too late to dodge, but we heard a loud bang, and our bow collided head-on with the cliffside.

The hull, which was already full of holes, suddenly collapsed, and everyone's internal organs seemed to be shaken out.

A few of the men even flew out of the cabin and plunged into the shallow sea beside it.

Because of the halyard, I escaped.

"Wine! My old wine! Brother Lin Qingchun! Hurry down to the cabin and carry a few barrels! ”

The hull of the ship is sinking, the undercurrent of the sea is surging, and we are at risk of burying the merchant ship at any time.

Fortunately, they were usually well-trained, and after a little panic, everyone began to evacuate in an orderly manner, and did not forget to take away their own weapons before leaving.

Qin Chong and Guo Helmet were alert, jumped onto the stone cliff on the shore one after another, and then stretched out their scabbards and dragged the other guys up one by one.

Brother Lin's subordinates are also loyal, and the master will not hesitate to save the wine powder and break his bones.

In a moment before the hull sank, these Guava rushed into the bilge and took out a dozen barrels of potato wine, and threw them into the shallows next to them.

For the first time, we who were down-and-out of the world stepped into this strange new continent with barrels between our casks and each other across the shallow waters of the seashore and up the rocky shores.

We found that the shore was already full of natives, who were waiting for us.

The black-haired, red-faced, straight, maroon robe looks familiar.

My first delusion was that I had come to the foot of the Heavenly Mountain in the west of the East Tu River.

And these natives are the eldest brother of the Qiang people in my family's Qishan Horse Farm, Mutaniel, and his people.

(End of chapter)

Shang and Buddha