Chapter 1728: The Emotional World of the Buddha (11)
"It's an ash pit."
Huineng got up and looked at the sky full of flying ashes, frowned and said, "I just didn't understand how they made it like this. ”
I clicked my eyes twice and said, "What's this, isn't it over by burning a lot of paper when you die?" ”
Huineng shook his head and said: "That's not the case, their paper money is definitely burned in batches, and every year." ”
I frowned and said, "How do you know it's in batches?" ”
Huineng didn't speak, but stretched out his hand to recite a sentence of Amitabha, and then poked out a palm to the flying ash in the sky, and clenched it into a fist, and the flying ash immediately shrunk in the air, and was gradually confined to a huge ash ball, at this time the bottom of the tomb was completely exposed to the air, at this time I saw clearly, under the tomb, piles of paper money fluttered neatly below, and the upper layer was burned into flying ashes, fluttering with the ash above, The paper money below is revealed little by little.
I stepped forward, gradually approaching the paper money, as I got closer and closer, the power contained in the fly ash pulled me to the grave pit continuously, I felt the suction at the same time, Hui Neng and the ash in the air tightly gripped, the ash immediately shrank, and the force that pulled me gradually shrunk.
I took another step forward, and after two steps, I was able to lean down and touch the money.
Unfortunately, when I reached out and touched the paper money, it turned to dust.
When I withdrew my hand, I saw a wide crack in the center of the neatly stacked paper money under the grave.
Then it sank quickly, turning into a pile of yellow whistling fly ash.
"Come back."
Huineng shouted in a deep voice.
I immediately stopped my progress and retreated to Huineng's side.
Huineng then waved his hand, as if there was a faint force pulling it, and the power that bound the flying ashes in the sky suddenly disappeared, and the flying ashes fell down again, covering the gray paper ashes that had been shattered.
"It's been too long, no matter how well the owner of this tomb thinks, he can't withstand the passage of time after all, so he still runs away, forget it, I don't want to study when this tomb is, let's go on."
Huineng rubbed his hands, and actually rubbed off a layer of gray soil.
I looked at him in amazement, could it be that he really grabbed it with his hands just now? But I didn't see him catch the dust!
In the fourth grave, there were two skeletons, one of which was lying upright, and the other was the same as the bones of the previous child, bound and somewhat deformed, and it was obvious that they were buried inside.
Huineng frowned, and sighed: "It is difficult for a Qing official to cut off family affairs, this kind of funeral, at the beginning, it must be resentful, but in the later stage, his heart will die like ashes, and he will definitely not bear too much resentment, which is the so-called resignation." ”
Yu Ning looked at the two bones and said, "What is the reason for this, why do you want to be buried with them?" ”
Hui Neng swept the two bones with his eyes and said: "This is a matching yin marriage, the small bone is a woman, the big bone is a man, this is a male marriage to a woman, you look at the man's head, the mouth is stuck on the woman's body, obviously the resentment is to the extreme, otherwise he would not use the method of cannibalism to retaliate against the other party, the man's resentment is piled up, and it is also very terrifying." ”
I frowned and said, "Are you still going to overtake him?" ”
Huineng shook his head and said: "My master said that this relationship between men and women, love and hate, is the most difficult relationship in the world, and my master also told me not to involve the relationship between men and women, even if it is excessive, don't do it." “
I immediately sighed and said, "Then let's move on." ”
Huineng said in a changed tone: "But I am a Buddha, love and love are what my master is most afraid that I can't control, as a Buddha, how can I be afraid of such a thing?" ”
Huineng was very ambitious when he spoke, I saw that he was very confident, and then looked at Yu Ning on the side worried and with a little relieved look, and secretly said that even if this little monk was confident, his master's worry still happened, not to mention anything else, just talk about the matter of the Great Elder and Yu Gong, these two people originally became zombies with grudges, and Huineng meddling is already a matter of emotion, and besides, the funeral in front of him, if he intervenes, it will naturally be contaminated with this emotional matter.
Besides, Yu Ning, this girl's entanglement with him, I don't think it's going to be for a while, this person, there are some things, an entanglement is a lifetime, the fate of the Buddha, how unfortunate!
I sighed silently in my heart, but Huineng had already walked to the edge of the grave, slowly sat down, turned his hands into lotus fingers, connected the chain and played a few hands, and then took out a small wooden fish from his arms and placed it in front of him.
I don't know how to hook my fingers, I hooked out a wooden fish hammer, and after gently rubbing it on the wooden fish, my thumb pressed the handle of the wooden fish hammer, and when I raised my hand, there was a crisp sound, and the sound of the wooden fish trembled and trilled, like a heavenly sound in the entire tomb, even if we were in the tomb, Yu Ning and I could feel a magnificent atmosphere of perception rushing towards us.
"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, color is emptiness, and emptiness is color ......"
The sound of Huineng's Buddhist scriptures sounded along with the sound of the wooden mallet, gradually drifting away, crashing into the surrounding areas of the tomb and then slowly returning, repeatedly vibrating.
When I looked more closely at the grave, I saw that the woman's tense bones seemed to tremble, and this tremor did not move by herself, unless she came back to life, but apparently there was no such thing in front of me, and this tremor was due to the movement of the man's bones.
As Huineng recited the scriptures, the man's mandible fell to the ground, and the skull rolled away from the woman's arm at once, making a 'snap' sound to the ground.
Huineng continued to chant slowly, but the voice gradually became smaller and smaller, until he was silent, and the air continued to echo and tremble with the Buddha's voice, and it was constantly extinguished.
"It's miserable!"
Huineng shook his head and opened his eyes, but his eyes were full of tiredness that could not be concealed.
"What's wrong? You okay?
Yu Ning asked worriedly.
I reluctantly took out two more herbs and handed them to Hui Neng and said, "Eat it, anyway, this basket of medicines is prepared for you." ”
Huineng smiled bitterly, and said with herbs: "When did I become a medicine basket." ”
I ignored him, but he turned to Yu Ning and said: "This man is the man this woman hates the most, he once abandoned her and let the most hated person bury him, it can be seen how painful and wronged this man is, and the resentment will naturally not be less." ”
I was surprised and asked, "How do you know?" ”
Huineng raised his eyebrows and said, "He said it himself!" ”