"Not here, certainly not here." I had this doubt in my heart.

Subsequently, I discovered more suspicious places.

Before my eyes, the Buddha was debating with the upper echelons of the Brahmins.

In the back, Buddhism has been divided, with different factions and different opinions.

These factions also became increasingly dissatisfied with each other, and denounced each other as apocryphalic.

After a long time, they actually fought and attacked each other like enemies.

How can this be a little bit of a floating birth without causing dust?

Suddenly, a monk noticed me, and he asked me, "Do you think that the Buddha wants to cross others or himself?" ”

I was slightly stunned in my heart, and said cautiously: "I am not a child of Buddhism. ”

The man's eyes lit up: "So, you are a Brahmin?" ”

I hurriedly defended: "No, I'm just passing by, I don't believe anything." ”

Who knew that this man looked happy and reached out to grab my arm: "Great." It is precisely because you don't believe in anything that your opinion is the most objective, and you tell me, does the Buddha want to cross himself, or do he want to cross others? ”

Me: "......"

I couldn't answer.

At this time, more than a dozen monks had already gathered around, and they all looked at me with interest on their faces, and they all wanted to force me to answer immediately.

I gritted my teeth and casually guessed an answer: "Yes...... Ferryman? ”

The person who grabbed me was overjoyed and had already taken me as a confidant.

But another group of people pointed at me and shouted frantically, "This man has entered the path of the devil and killed him." ”

I was startled and quickly ducked behind.

But at this time, there were monks fighting everywhere, and I couldn't avoid it.

In this kind of place, it is impossible to claim that the two do not help each other, and the meaning of not helping the two is to see that neither is right, which is simply looking for death. will offend two groups of people at the same time.

I could only run frantically in the direction of the Buddha.

Hopefully, with the majesty of the Buddha, they can be suppressed.

However, when I fled to the Buddha, I happened to hear the person in front of him, talking to him.

The man seemed to have lost the debate, but his face was full of unwillingness.

He said to the Buddha, "At the end of your Dharma period, I will ask my disciples and grandchildren to mix into your Sangha treasure, wear your robes, and destroy your Dharma. They have misinterpreted your scriptures and broken your precepts for purposes that I cannot achieve today......"

After hearing this, the Buddha was silent, and after a long time, he suddenly shed two lines of tears.

The man laughed, turned and left.

The brahmins who had failed in the debate around them also disappeared into laughter.

And the Buddha looked at the monks who were arguing, suddenly sighed, and disappeared.

The Buddha is gone, and the people who can finally suppress these monks are gone.

As a result, this place completely became a battlefield, and I dodged left and right, struggling to survive.

No, I have to get out of here, or my soul will definitely become cannon fodder for them after a long time, and they will beat me to death.

But...... How do I leave?

I'm a little big.

It stands to reason that this dream world must have been artificially created by the people on the dustless mountain.

And such a world definitely needs a real soul. Only a true soul can have an endless imagination.

If this world has no soul, then it becomes a dead world, where every grass and tree, one person and one beast are all set programs, and they will be repeated constantly.

As long as I find the master of the dream world, I will have a way out.

In other words, the monks in this world are all fantasies, but one of them is true, and as long as I find him, I can get out.

So, I joined Zen Buddhism.

After joining this group of monks, there was a downside, that is, when they fought in the north and south, I had to participate, otherwise I would be kicked out.

But it's not that there are no benefits at all, and the good thing is that I won't be left alone sooner.

When the other party wants to sneak up on me, there are always a few people around to help me.

There are more opportunities to be beaten, and fewer opportunities to be killed.

Once I had this opportunity to cover up, I breathed a sigh of relief and started looking around the place.

After a long time, I gradually discovered a problem.

It's big, but it's not endless. There are limits to this world.

East, west, north and south, in all directions.

I've touched all the boundaries.

Eventually, I discovered that at the very center of the world was a small temple.

If there is a real soul here, it must be in this small temple.

I walked towards the small temple.

However, as soon as I approached the small temple, I felt a burst of evil spirit and resentment.

These evil spirits and resentments lingered around the small temple, as if it had become an evil wall.

Sometimes they transform into ghosts, sometimes they transform into villains, and in short, they are angry at everything that has passed, as if they want to devour everything.

I walked over, and all these ghosts came over.

I was unmoved because I knew they were all fake. It's just a conjugation of resentment.

I am a cultivator, and I can shield myself from these grievances with the breath on my body.

So, I generously pushed open the temple door and walked in.

To my surprise, the moment I stepped into the small temple, the resentment and evil spirit disappeared, and I was cleaner than I was in this small temple.

The temple was spotless, there were no ritual vessels, not even Buddha statues, let alone any incense burners and everlasting lanterns.

There was only one futon inside the temple, and a young monk was sitting on top of the futon.

He looked like he was contemplative.

I walked in and looked at him carefully, sensing his breath.

That's right, he's the real soul, I sensed it.

The monk seemed to be aware of my presence.

He looked up, looked at me, then smiled and said, "You think it's ridiculous?" I need to use evil spirits and resentment to defend against the noble monks outside. ”

"This is simply ridiculous, maybe this is the so-called end of the law."

I said to the monk, "Have you been distressed? Troubled by the question of the end of the law? ”

The monk said lightly, "Shouldn't I be distressed? ”

I nodded, and said in line with the monk's meaning, "You should really be distressed." ”

Then there was an awkward silence in the room.

I said to the monk, "Can you let me out?" ”

The monk shook his head: "You have found the wrong person, I am just a confused monk, I have no ability to lock anyone in, nor do I have the ability to send anyone out." ”

I said, "So you know this is not the real world." ”

The monk snorted.

I'm not in a hurry, if I want him to do something, I have to get acquainted with him.

It is definitely impossible to let people do this and that.

So I pretended to be a listener and asked curiously, "Then how did you get in?" Can you tell me about it? Did someone force you in? ”

The monk was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes were a little confused: "Was I forced in?" I don't think so. ”

He thought back for a moment, and then said to me, "How many years ago was that?" I don't remember anymore, I just remember that it was a time of war, and there were dead people everywhere. ”

"Some soldiers killed soldiers, some soldiers killed people, some died of hunger, and some committed suicide in desperation."

"Our temple was also cut off, and Master took me down the mountain to make a fortune. Along the way, we saw the scene of the pillow of death. ”

When I heard this, I probably had a judgment in my heart.

When the monk came in, it should have been seventy or eighty years ago, and only then there was a large-scale war.

The monk continued: "Later, we finally found a good house, and found that the monk inside was chanting sutras for people, and it turned out that someone had died here. ”

"When my master saw that the opportunity could not be missed, he went into the house of the Lord and begged for them, and was willing to recite the scriptures for them, not for anything else, but for a full meal."

"Who knew that the monk who originally recited the sutras was from another sect, they would not allow our master and apprentice to recite the sutras, and even want to make up the meaning of the Dharma sutras with us."

"My master wants to get this job to fill our stomachs, so he retreats everywhere. Who knew that the monk had been aggressive, and he had to kick us out. ”

"In the end, we were driven away. Later, my master was angry and hungry, and had a serious illness. ”

"When he was dying, he kept chanting the end of the law, the end of the law."

"Later, life was better, but Master's words when he was dying became an obsession of mine, and I have been thinking about this question."

"These different factions have their own interpretations. Are they really people sent by the Demon King to deliberately confuse the mind? Who is real and who is fake? Who's right? Who's wrong? ”

"I can't figure this out for a day, so I can't sleep or eat for a day."

"Then I got thinner and thinner, and I felt like I was going to die on a futon."

"At this time, several Taoist priests came to me, and they said that they were willing to provide me with a space for me to simulate these things to my heart's content. until an effect comes out. ”

"I thought about it, and thought that their solution was not bad, so I asked them to take my soul out and put it here."

The monk looked at the outside world and sighed faintly.

"I've been simulating here for a long time, and every time they fight, I can't do anything about it."

I said faintly, "You are not a simulation, it is those Taoist priests who have used you, and they have used your imagination to build this world." ”

"You've gotten into the horns, and no matter how much you simulate, that's all you can do. You want to jump out unless you need another person out there to help you and help you from a different perspective. ”

The monk looked at me and said suspiciously, "Really? ”

I nodded and pointed to myself, "Just in time, I can help you." However, after I help you, I hope you can let me out. ”