I cried, I couldn't understand why the Buddha and the gods were so powerful, but they refused to let everyone have the ability to open up the blessed earth and cave heaven in their own hearts, and create one heaven after another!

The Master doesn't look at me, everyone is a fool who is addicted to samsara for him, and he has seen too many sentient beings suffering.

Suffering, for him, is also created by our own hearts.

But we are the primates of all things, we are human beings, how can we be so stupid and create hell for ourselves and misery for ourselves?

I seemed to hear the Buddha's compassionate voice from outside the heavens, and he said, "That's why it is said that people should break through ignorance, they must break through ignorance, and if they are not ignorant, how can they fall in love with Hongchen if they are not stupid." Only those who come out of the rolling red dust and are not spotted are worthy of stepping on the lotus flower and being born in the Western Buddha country. ”

He said that only human beings themselves think they are wise, and no other living being has ever recognized and recognized the so-called wisdom that human beings think they are. Human beings have always been deceiving themselves, playing with themselves, partying alone, being smug and self-righteous there.

But what do you look at what humans have created for themselves? They betrayed their relatives and friends for petty profits, and made their reputation smell like the dung of animals, and the flies refused to stop for them.

They did not hesitate to destroy their homes with their own hands for their own desires, and the land was devastated and miserable, and they sat on the gold coins obtained by their own lawless and unreasonable means, and endured endless loneliness, loneliness, and worsening conditions.

They waged war in order to fulfill their greed, and they deceived themselves, and corpses were strewn all over the field, and rivers of blood flowed like rivers. They rape other people's mothers, and even infant children are killed.

They fight each other for money, power, status, and so-called reputation, father and son, fratricide, what can't they do?

Do you still think they're smart? Possess unbeatable intelligence and wisdom?

Humans are the stupidest of all!

Self-righteous creatures are the stupidest!

They have no floors, no borders, no principles.

Well, I'm such a stupid human being. I am not enlightened, and after a short, momentary moment of calm I have to go back to face this arrogant and unforgiving cold-blooded world.

I finally know the truth about it little by little, I don't love it, but I live on it, and as long as I exist in this world for a day, I have to try to adapt to its rules and make myself live, oh no, at least look better.

I'm such a stupid human being. I am hypocritical, selfish, weak and incompetent, and I know that the Buddhas who are above or beyond the heavenly realms want me to break through the shackles of being a mortal and rely on my own strength to understand and have an epiphany.

But I still knelt in front of the clay bronze statue of the Buddha with weak knees. I begged him to give me a good lot, give me the best prophecy, let me know that Zhang Ruolei and I will definitely blossom and bear fruit, he will be my destination in this life, and I will be his go. We are a predestined combination, and we have no choice.

Before each had everything for this day, all

Just for this day.

That's it.

The sticks were shaken in the holder, maybe I pushed too hard, but then they burst out together as promised, and they all scattered on the ground. I stared blankly at the sign-out gods, and someone next to me reminded me that I could ask for another one. What if you ask for another one? It has given me the best hints: anything is possible, everything is possible, good or bad, up or down, everything is possible.

No one can decide the true course of my destiny.

I'm sorry. Lean over and bow your head and put all the sticks into the holder. It was the fifteenth day of the day, there were many people, and there were many incense, and every pilgrim took the incense and lit the incense in his hand in the black iron tripod in the center of the temple.

The smoke clouds obscured the sun and all my thoughts.

When I came back that day, I hugged him and swayed wildly on him. He was quickly infected by my enthusiasm, and he echoed and even connived, and we hugged each other like we couldn't see the sun tomorrow.

How many people do not have the sun in their hearts, they will never see the sun in their hearts in their lives, and every day they live is the end of the world.

At this time, I was standing in this empty courtyard, and Aunt Zhang had gone back to settle the old lady to rest, and she asked me to go back to rest early. But I was suddenly scared to go back to our room, I was afraid that he would suddenly disappear, or suddenly announce something to me, and I was afraid, even though I knew that that fear would not actually solve anything.

The lights were on, and there were two thick layers of curtains, one a white veil as white as a hada, as thin as a cicada's wings, and the other a thick blackout cloth with dark flowers. The man who said he loved me the most at the moment is inside, and he is suffering from both mental and psychological torture.

I can't help him, no one can help him, only he can save himself.

But if he is determined to save himself from this sea of fire, he must hurt the innocent, the fish in the pond, or those he can't bear to hurt.

At this time, the old lady made a fuss again. Aunt Zhang held sleeping pills and water cups in front of her, she took them in her mouth, took a sip of water, tilted her neck, and seemed to be swallowed. Years of taking medicine have made her fine, and she knows how to fool the most brilliant caretakers.

After Aunt Zhang went out, she set a fire. The fire was guarded in this house, but she still had the most relaxed space in the spirit of everyone happy. First lit his own sheets, and then the whole house caught fire, and the flames were soaring, I rushed up, Aunt Zhang rushed in, and Zhang Ruolei also rushed in. At such a time, we dare not have our own thoughts. As soon as the door opened, the fire was not too fierce, and the old lady danced in the firelight in her pajamas. She tilted her face slightly, and the firelight reflected her whole face very brilliantly. Aunt Zhang screamed and went out to bring water, and Zhang Ruolei rushed in desperately to pull his mother out.

But she refused to come out, she felt that the fire was warm and symbolized light. On the day when his son officially announced his marriage, she suddenly seemed sober and suddenly went crazy.

It all came so suddenly, and before we could celebrate and study her sudden sobriety that she went berserk again.

She had a lot of strength, and Zhang Ruolei shouted so much that her throat was about to burst. I rushed out to find a fire extinguisher, and everything was well prepared in the homes of such patients. But I don't know how to use it, Zhang Ruolei told me loudly how to use it, but I can't, I'm so anxious that I'm about to cry, watching the scarlet tongue of fire licking the bed curtain, but Zhang Ruolei wants to take care of his mother, that room is not worth mentioning compared to his mother.

Aunt Zhang was fighting alone inside, she was so brave, like defending her real home. She has been waiting for the old lady here for so many years, she should have more affection for this place than the old lady, she really regards this place as her home.

This is a woman who deserves and knows how to be grateful.

I looked back at Zhang Ruolei and ran over.

"Get out of the way."

"What?"

"Get out of the way."

He leaned forward, and before he could figure out the situation, I knocked the old lady unconscious with a fire extinguisher, and the old lady's body was weak, and she was stuck in Zhang Ruolei's arms like mud.

Zhang Ruolei's eyes widened, and he was about to shout at me.

"Hurry up and put out the fire."

I shouted.

Only then did he react and handed the old lady over to me. He rushed into the fire with a fire extinguisher. I dragged the old lady and couldn't hold her, so I had to drag her to the top of the stairs and carry her on my back first. Carrying it downstairs, he didn't dare to stop for a moment, ran to the garden and pulled in the hose that Aunt Zhang usually used to water the flowers, ran upstairs in a flash, connected it to the faucet upstairs, and rushed into the burning room with it.

The fire was under control, the three of us were embarrassed, everyone was tired enough, panting for breath, and afraid of gasping too much and choking on smoke, Zhang Ruolei, Aunt Zhang and I didn't have a good place on our faces, they were all wet as if they had just been fished out of the river.

The fire was finally brought under control, and it was so thrilling.

Everyone was stunned for a moment in the face of that mess, and then Aunt Zhang remembered something, wiped her hands on her body, and said, Quick, go take a shower and change your clothes, otherwise you will catch a cold.

"It's fine."

Zhang Ruolei wiped his face and raised his eyes to look at me.

"How are you?"

I gasped like a cow, how long had I not done such heavy physical work, just now I was overly nervous, I didn't feel anything in a hurry, this fire was extinguished, my spirit was scattered, my legs were weak, and I was a little unstable on my feet, Zhang Ruolei reached out to help me in time.

"It's okay."

"Nope."

I glanced at him.

"The old lady is still downstairs."

"Oh, yes."

He let go of me, and I sat down on the floor. Aunt Zhang came over to help me up, and we walked downstairs together. Zhang Ruolei wasn't sure how heavy I was at that time, so he first probed her snort with his hand, saw that there was nothing wrong, and then picked her up and checked the injury on the back of her neck.

I saw that he hesitated, and knew what he meant. stepped forward to help her wake up the old lady softly, and after a few calls, she woke up leisurely.

The elegant lady stretched out her weak, withered hands, and her eyes were as clear as a baby's

Bottoming out, or rather, bottomless at a glance.

Because the eyes of a woman with a heart as pure as a baby you want to see nothing can be seen, because it has nothing in the first place.

There was nothing in the first place, where to stir up dust.

Those whose eyes are covered with dust everywhere have already accumulated dust in their hearts, and even their hearts are filthy.

The old man put his hand on his son's cheek.

"Fusheng."

We withered and knew she wasn't sober again. But not being sober may be the best ending for her.

Aunt Zhang arranged a new room for the old lady, and soon it was ready, Zhang Ruolei helped the old lady upstairs and watched her take the medicine, this time Aunt Zhang didn't dare to take any more risks, and sat on the edge of her bed with a disgraced face and watched, until the three of us confirmed that she was asleep, and we were all relieved.

Aunt Zhang stood up first.

"Let's go back to our room."

We walked outward.

"Tomorrow I'll go find a few female workers nearby, find two masters, and don't pick up the room."

Zhang Ruolei said.

I was the last to go out, and for some reason, the last time I went out, I seemed to see the old lady open her eyes again.

(End of chapter)