The face of the machine became more and more pale, and his body trembled a little. He couldn't stop muttering, "Fake? Are they all fake? ”

The surrounding monks gathered around and said, "Master, you have already achieved positive results, don't be blinded by this demonic obstacle and ruin your cultivation." ”

He shook his head, pushed them away, and said, "No one needs to persuade me, I have to think for myself." ”

He turned and walked over, wanting to sit on the lotus platform. However, he hesitated for a moment, and still did not climb it after all.

He sat down on an ordinary futon and said, "Little donor, come here, let me ask you a few words." ”

I looked around at the monks with some trepidation, and then walked slowly over.

The discerning machine asked me, "My disciple said that you are my demonic obstacle and have come to destroy my practice. What do you say yourself? ”

I was stunned for a moment, then casually asked, "What is a magic barrier?" ”

This is from the heart, not a falsification. After hearing this, he was stunned for a moment, then he nodded and said, "It's very good." ”

Then he asked, "Do you know who invited you?" ”

I scratched my head and said, "I don't know, I just know she's a princess." Then I reversed what I had heard from the woman in red, and told me in detail.

He stood up and said, "I know, thank you little donor." ”

Then he waved his hand and said, "Come here, all of you." ”

The monks gathered around, bowed, and shouted in unison, "Master." ”

He smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said, "Don't call me master, I'm not your master." ”

The monks were shocked and said, "Master, why did you suddenly say that? ”

"These little donors are not my magic barriers. His eyes were unfamiliar and had nothing to do with me. You don't have to lie it to me. I didn't become a Buddha. I've already remembered some of those past events. ”

The monks looked at each other, a little at a loss.

Standing on the edge of the steps, he looked down and said, "How many years have we not gotten off this high platform?" ”

The monks hesitantly replied, "It's been many years." We don't remember exactly. ”

Zhiji sighed and said, "Thank you for your hard work, you have been with me in this place for so many years. ”

The monks looked at each other, and no one spoke.

"Tell me, what's going on?" How did I get into this painting, and how did you get here? ”

A few of them sat back down on the futon. It's just that those who tell have become disciples, and those who listen have become masters. And what they tell is no longer esoteric scriptures, but stories from the world.

I sat at the back and listened with relish.

According to these monks. When he was sentenced to beheading, his master cooperated with the monk and sealed his soul in this painting overnight.

This process is very similar to the woman in red forcing Director Liu to draw the soul, and the soul came to this place without knowing it.

The master of the discernment machine really valued him, so he selected a few strong-willed monks and asked them to enter the painting with the discernment machine to help him practice. When these monks heard that there was such a good place that was not disturbed by the worldly distractions and that there was no suffering of reincarnation, they naturally agreed one by one and came here to practice happily.

These people are so coaxed into thinking that they are in a hidden paradise. So they studied the scriptures all day long, regardless of the world, and the level of several of them was indeed constantly improving. Later, these people saw the wisdom of the tongue and the lotus, and they were deeply versed in Buddhism, and they all admired it. simply revered him as a Buddha.

After listening to the monks' stories, he sighed heavily and said, "I am afraid that the teacher's good intentions will harm me." ”

Then he beckoned to me and said, "Little brother, I'll go with you." ”

When the monks heard this, they were immediately startled, and then said, "Master, you can't go. Once you leave, all the thousands of years of practice will be ruined. ”

The discerning machine smiled and said, "Haven't you understood it yet?" We have studied the scriptures here for thousands of years, and we think we have realized everything. But today, this little brother turned this place upside down with just a few words. ”

"Although you respect me as a Buddha, you must know that my Buddha is just a bright moon in the water. When the wind is calm, you can also confuse the real with the false, and if there is really a stone falling into the water, the moon will immediately shatter. ”

Saying this, he pointed at me: "This little brother is the stone." ”

Then he arched his hand to the monks and pulled me forward.

We walked to the edge of the steps. Looked down. The steps stretched all the way down, submerged in the clouds.

I turned my head to look at him and said, "How are we going to get out?" Below was a vast white cloud, and there was nothing. That's where I came from. ”

He smiled, "Since we came from there, we naturally have to go from there." ”

I nodded: "You know the way, let's go." ”

Then, I went down the stairs carefully. Unexpectedly, as soon as I took a step, I heard a Buddha horn behind me: "Amitabha, little donor, offended." ”

I was about to turn around when I felt someone push me behind my back. As soon as my body stumbled, I fell.

In an instant, the steps seemed to be gone. My body fell straight down, like an endless abyss that would never end.

When I was in a hurry, I suddenly heard someone shouting loudly: "Zhao Mang." ”

I shuddered, and then the world in front of me shattered. I opened my eyes and found myself standing upright on the ground, my eyes fixed on the painting in front of me. All the farms.

The Buddha in the painting is gone. And those monks still made a look of listening to the scriptures, looking at the empty lotus seat.

At this time, someone patted me on the back of the head and whispered, "Zhao Mang, have you come back to your senses?" ”

I turned my head and saw Mr. Lu standing beside me with a smile on his face.

I have never forgotten that I had just been pitted by him once, so my face changed, and I was about to get angry, however, Mr. Lu mysteriously pointed to the middle of the room and said, "Don't act rashly. ”

That's when I remembered that there were other people in the house.

The woman in red stood on the ground, as if she was in a daze. And the machine stood in front of him, smiling. The two of them stood like this, neither of them speaking.

I looked at the candles burning in the four corners of the room, and they didn't seem to get shorter.

I asked Mr. Lu a little strangely, "How long did I stay in the painting just now?" ”

Mr. Lu said: "In an instant. You've just entered, and a few seconds later, there's a lot of gloom in the room, and the machine comes out of the painting. ”

Then he whispered to me, "What do you see in there?" How did you convince him so quickly? How did you do that? ”

I was about to speak. But I heard the woman in red say, "I disturbed your cultivation, do you hate me?" ”

He shook his head slightly and said, "You woke me up from my dream, and I'm grateful that it's too late for you." ”

The woman in red said, "I woke you up, not to let you practice, but to renew the relationship with you. ”

He smiled and said, "I'm a monk. Not close to women. ”

The woman in red said lightly: "You said the same back then. Didn't you end up like glue with me? ”

Zhiji looked at him with some pity: "I have practiced for thousands of years, and my heart is empty. ”

The woman in red showed a playful look on her face, and she said, "Do you dare to let me try you?" ”

The discerning machine was indecisive.

The smile on the woman in red became even stronger, and she said, "Please go out first." ”

I looked at Mr. Lu with some embarrassment, and Mr. Lu pulled me out.

The two of us were standing outside the gas station. Look at the moon in the sky in a daze.

Mr. Lu suddenly said: "This is a fierce place, but tonight, I feel extremely peaceful, which is really rare." ”

I asked Mr. Lu, "Guess if the discerning machine can withstand the test?" ”

Mr. Lu smiled slightly and said, "I don't understand the affairs of the Buddhist family. But I still know a little bit about the Taoist truth. The so-called not seeing is desired, so that the heart is not disturbed. Although I have practiced for thousands of years, it is estimated that I will only reach this time. ”