Walking into the Buddha hall, Mu Yi saw that the tall Buddha statue with the original spirit had lost its previous demeanor, it was full of cobwebs, and even a few tenacious weeds had grown on the Buddha's head, and the original bright eyes were also dim at this time.

"Personnel changes, vicissitudes; It seems that the Buddha land has also changed," Mu Yi couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and his heart, which had been open, was also a little more restrained at this time.

Stepping heavily on the ground, the dust stirred up showed fine particles flying under the refraction of the sunlight.

"Ahem, cough, such a big dust, Master Ananda has really been gone for three months? Not three years? Did I really stay in the tower for three months? ”

"Squeak~~" There was a loud noise behind me, and I originally looked at the rotten gate, but at this time, I was even more scared, "Xiaobai, get out of the way!"

Unexpectedly, Xiaobai greeted the door, directly used the two small bulges on his head to push out a hole in the door frame, threw it away, and threw it next to the willow tree in the courtyard again, and the vibrating willow branches shook for a while.

I sighed at Xiaobai's strength, and looked at the thicker willow tree in amazement, this thickness, half of the fan leaned against the tree, and many trunks could be exposed.

"Is the time here to water the door and fertilize the tree every day? It's growing really fast! ”

Looking back at the hall, the awe in my heart was even greater, not only for the Buddha statue in front of me, but also for the time that passed in a hurry, a gust of wind drifted by, and the white hair was blown, and I thought about the green silk of the year in the illusion.

"I, Mu Yi, am a person who remembers gratitude, and I am also a person who remembers grudges, just like you Buddhism says cause and effect; If you sow good causes, and if you sow evil causes, there will naturally be good results, and there will be evil consequences, to tell the truth; Aren't all of you Buddhists farmers? Plant melons and get melons, plant beans and get beans, one meaning is "I don't care whether the ground is clean or not, but at this time, I have to say my infinite feelings about Buddhism."

It's like reading a book in a pagoda, and reading a truth: "If there is injustice in the heart, it will be loud, and if you don't vomit, you won't be happy"

Looking at the weeds on the head of the Buddha in front of me swaying without wind, dozing up and down and nodding, my heart was even more uneven.

"Other people's prosperous times are all chivalrous and ambitious; Why are you, the Buddha, as depressed as me? There is a room of objects that can talk in this empty mountain temple, and we are the only ones who look like people? Why can't you live as a person? ”

Looking at the Buddha statue and saying that, I didn't feel that there was anything wrong with sitting in the dust; Inside the house, the Buddha hall is the whole world, and the dust is the dust of the Buddha hall. If you go outside, how can a person who doesn't look like a speck of dust be a speck of dust?

"Xiaobai, you don't have to guard the door, help me pick a few fruits, I'm a little thirsty" I pursed my lips, adding the dust rippling in my mouth into my mouth, shaking at the tip of my tongue, slightly bitter, bitter enough that a person could bear it just now.

The white snake swam in front of the door, made a clattering sound, disappeared into the front yard, and crawled to the backyard.

I looked at the stone Buddha, and the stone Buddha looked at me; It's like laughing at me, it's insignificant, like dust. The corners of my mouth raised, although not as tall as the stone Buddha, I can finally sit on the ground and look down at it, I laugh at its such a huge body sitting in the hall, but it was bullied to the head by a few weeds, and it was looked down upon by my fine dust, so even if it is a stone Buddha sitting in the hall, what is the great, not bullied by the weeds and dust on the head? It's not useless to be tall, even if it's covered by eaves, it's still embarrassing.

In the entire hall, there are even white-haired stone Buddhas, one is reasonable, and the other is unreasonable.

"I said, it's really not interesting for me to reason with you, even if it's boring, I still have to say it, I still have to say it with a dry mouth, you can't hear it, whether you can understand it or not, it's your business; I'm not good at talking, it's just that I talk a lot today! ”

"Childe, the fruit you want, the berries" in the mouth of the white snake held a branch, and the branch was covered with shiny berries that were still stained with dew, and there seemed to be liquid flowing inside.

"Thank you, Xiaobai, you go first, and I will worship the Buddha in the end, but now I don't vomit or feel unhappy"

The white snake's blue eyes naturally showed worry and melancholy; But he turned away again, the snake's skin rubbed against the ground, and the snake's body climbed up the trunk of the tree, probed on the willow tree, and looked at the Buddha hall not far away.

"You Buddhists, believe in fate but don't do anything; Believe in the opportunity but do not seize the opportunity; believe in the afterlife; lazy through this life; Looking forward to reincarnation and reincarnation, but what can you do in this life? Hell is not empty, and you will not become a Buddha, so why don't you see the Buddha slaughtering an evil ghost? If evil spirits can really do good, why do they use an evil word? In the end, hell is empty, and the devil is on earth? ”

Put a berry in your mouth and bite out the juice in your mouth, "Release the devil and leave the Buddha in hell, just cholera in the world; Isn't it going to be handed over to a group of donkeys to slay demons and eliminate demons, and chop up all the good and bad with one knife? Let's talk about karma and good and evil? Do you say that you monks are not false in your hearts? ”

I put my arms around my arms and was about to pinch my waist: "You are doing small kindness, and the more good deeds you do, the more people you hurt; The more people lose themselves; You gave the monk strength? But do you know what is in their hearts? If you can really speak, it is estimated that it is three sentences, two of which are Amitabha, and the remaining one is sin; Can't it be a little fresh? ”

"I'm easy to reason, and there are a lot of truths; There are more than the books in the stupa, but you don't understand when I say more, and even Amitabha Buddha is reluctant to say; I, Mu Yi, am also a trustworthy person, I will do what I promised Ananda, and what I said just now should be regarded as the evil result of your repayment for Ananda, and I don't want to go to him again to find trouble with him; He has provided for you for many days, and it is also the result of your repayment of his kindness, according to your shamanic karma, it is exactly a cycle! ”

I stood up and slapped the dust off my body, and I was like a speck of dust in the dust.

The white-clothed and white-haired man stood looking at the Buddha, and there was no resentment in his eyes; "The dust may have a cause and effect with the Buddha, so I won't clean it up for you; Now it's not that I want to worship the Buddha and worship the Buddha; Just worship you for Ananda, and you will take it; ”

I lifted up my white robe, didn't care about the dust, and didn't offer incense, I knelt on my knees, and then looked at the stone Buddha in front of me, and my eyes were even more contemptuous, like looking at a rotten rice grain.

"Bow for Ananda for the first time!"

"Second bow for Ananda!!"

"The Third Bow !! for Ananda"

After worshipping, I was about to get up, and a yellowed roll of paper floated out from under the armpit of the stone Buddha, like a drunk man full of wine, swaying and standing in front of my eyes.

"Master Muyi, please get up, how are you doing lately? Don't come unharmed! ”

I couldn't help but curse in my heart, good uncle!!

"Ananda writes it himself, and the owner of the tired wood is easy to take a closer look at !!"

The pen is turned, vigorous and powerful, and when the pen is turned back to the peak, it looks like a prime of life, like an old age; The sparkling paper roll is reflected on the face.

At this time, the dust in the temple is like dust.