The Underworld, the Wind and the Snow, Volume 4, The Shadow of the Shadow, Chapter 36, the Tribulation, I felt that I had made a huge curved trajectory, and finally fell into a dark forest. The pen and the www.biquge.info are like a weak plastic sheet hanging on a branch to stabilize it, but I feel that the trunk of the tree is moving, not by the wind, as if the bark is moving by itself, and if I grasp the trunk with my hand, the bark may have pinched my hand. When I saw that it was an eye, the eye of a tree, that was close to me, it blinked! I let go of the trunk in fright, and soon the wind blew it to another branch. None of the strange trees stood upright, each branch was pointing in all directions, and each tree had multiple eyes that seemed to grunt, staring at me strangely. The black trunk had no leaves, just a palm growing at the top of each branch! As the wind gradually weakened, I fell to the ground and trudged through the crowded forest, walking aimlessly and without a sense of time. I felt that I had reached the edge of the forest, and suddenly I saw a clearing without trees in front of me, and when I looked ahead, it was an even more strange forest. The trees were infinitely high, and the most wonderful thing was that there was an elk at the edge of the forest! This elk should have something to do with me, I've got to catch up with it!

I walked over to the elk, and it didn't hide from me, waiting for me to get close to it and ride it. As a disembodied ghost riding an elk, I felt strange to myself, where am I going in such a strange forest? It humped me around the forest for a day, and finally ran out of the forest. There was still endless darkness in the air, and so was the road beneath your feet, and the same was true of the road ahead. The elk did not slow down at all, and kept galloping forward. I didn't have a goal, so I just let him run wild.

After running for a while, several goshawks appeared in the sky, and when they looked closely, they turned out to be human faces, but their beaks were still eagles' beaks, and the feathers on their bodies were the color of green earth. The goshawks ran further and more, and at last they gathered like dark clouds, and they all pounced on me. Flying faster than running, of course, quickly catching up with the elk and tearing my soul from behind me. There was a sharp pain as if my shoulder blades had been torn alive by the strange eagle, and after a few strokes it became more and more dense, and soon a large number of goshawks surrounded me and tore at me desperately, as if I had not eaten for months with hunger and rage. I lamented that if I had my sword in my hand, I would have to cut all these rotten birds clean, and make a grimace about your face. The elk remained unmoved, and did not change the frequency of its running at all. I endured the pain, and my mind was also accumulating in anger, and suddenly I burst out, and with a few thuds, the eagle flock was frightened, and at once I grabbed one of the eagle's claws, and the claw also grabbed me desperately, and there was no more in the pain all over my body. I grabbed the eagle's talons and slammed the wheel, and the eagles around the wheel scattered, and circled in amazement and stared at me, not daring to rush up again. I watched the eagle in my hand turn into a broken mess, and the eagle rushed over, so I turned towards the sky, and I stopped the eagle. There are also those who are eager to try, and they have also been torn and pecked, but I wielded the eagle corpse very effectively, and I suffered a lot less. I just ran under the eagle cloud for an unknown amount of time. There were fewer eagles ahead, but the horizon seemed to be sunset, dyeing the sky red. After a while, I gradually got closer, and found that it was not the setting sun, but the fire that rose from the ground, and the elk under the seat rushed towards the sea of fire without hesitation! I tried to hold it but it was impossible.

I don't need to describe the scene in the fire, just the feeling. The only impression was that it was suffocating, the pain was irrelevant, my soul must have exploded, I just don't remember it anymore. The problem is that I can't die, I want to be burned by fire and eventually go up in smoke, I want to die without air and finally suffocate, I want to shrink and explode. But no, I can only endure this continuous accumulation of torment! The elk still does not stop, I can only go with the flow and go against the flow, see what other painful torture there is, see what can wear me away, and never have me again!

Pain is a self-protection mechanism in the biological world, because pain causes itself to react and stay away from danger, even fear. But that's because the cause of pain will hurt your body, such as a knife blade touching your body, if you can feel pain, it can really cause damage, such as excessive bleeding, open intestines, or missing arms and legs. The pain of the fire tells you that you will be scorched, disfigured and life-threatening, as will blunt blows. And now I am far from the state of life, or I don't exist at all, and no amount of severe pain can cause harm to my organs, limbs, or life, because I don't have these at all. As the saying goes, 'People are not afraid of death, so why should they be afraid of death?' There is nothing left to hurt, and what else can frighten me? No matter how intense the pain is, it is just like an unbearable chili pepper, and it can even evolve into a sense of happiness.

People in the fire have no concept of time, they don't know how long, as if they have a lifetime. If there is a fire that burns you all the way to the end of your body, do you know how long it will burn? But that will also be the end, and Elk Zhou and I will fall headlong into the rough waters of the Lethe River with a ball of flames up and down with flying smoke and flying smoke. Maybe this is the Lethe, it took me a long time to realize that my situation had changed, and at that moment I suddenly felt like my fingertips and arms and then my body were frozen in ten seconds, and the pain was like being hit hard by a wooden stick on a festering leg, and finally even my heart felt like that. Then it bursts, disintegrating to pieces, washed like bubbles by the roaring currents of water. But I had not yet dissipated, and the elk was left with only a broken body, but it still humped me all the way to the bottom of the river. The river has long since submerged me, and I don't have the speed to run on the ground, just running, and I don't care how fast or slow it is. Well, just let me dissipate, dissipate to nothing!

The river always has a boundary, even if I disintegrate and disappear like a block of ice, the pain has made me unconscious, but when I reach the other side, it is still me, I am not completely dissipated. I was disappointed to see the results, what could make me disappear?

It's still running wild in the night, and I don't know what I'm riding. Ahead of us came a seemingly endless plain, and the plain was full of fierce vicious dogs, all of which were extremely ugly and ferocious, so filthy and messy that disgusting fur wrapped around their bony bodies, but they looked a little like dogs, each of them like dogs that had been hungry for a long time, or had been starved to death. Their only desire is to eat whatever they want, and even if they hold something in their mouth, they can talk about it and be satisfied. I've seen something similar to them, it was thirty years ago, or maybe a few days ago, there was a ghost dog in the trapped tomb. But that ghost dog, as ugly as it was, still misses it to this day. I've always been worried about whether it has also become a zongzi, and whether he will lose his mind like a zongzi in the future? Is it the corpse that controls it or is his soul subduing the corpse? I saw that it was not good, and tried to pull my elk to turn around, but my elk was completely out of control, and had no desire to avoid it, and went straight into the vicious dog pile.

The dogs in front of me didn't give me a chance to get close to communication like the ghost dog, and they pounced on me and bit desperately without hesitation. It wasn't just around my legs and feet, but it wrapped me all over like the goshawks, not caring what part of my body it bited, not even the elk I sat on, and most of the dogs bit other dogs, and then they bit each other. I'm just a soul and I only suffer pain, but my elk is different. I could see that it was trying to drive me as far as it could, and before the dog tore the elk to the heart, it had already led me to the heart of the plain. For a while, the bones of the elk were all snatched up by the vicious dogs, and all I had in my hands were the two antlers about the size of a vicious dog, and it seemed that the vicious dogs had little interest in the antlers. But there were also a few vicious dogs holding on to their antlers, roaring and shaking their heads and snatching them. This time I was really angry, and I was so used to ignoring the pain in my body that I shook the dog with the antlers in my mouth, and smashed the dog with the antlers with my horns. Although there were many vicious dogs all around me, and although I was not strong enough to hurt all the vicious dogs, the vicious dogs began to retreat under my desperate struggle. My rage continued unabated, and I went mad and swung my antlers and smashed the dogs. At first, there were vicious dogs attacking me, but then it became that I was chasing and killing them. The vicious dogs I chased were smashed into pieces by me with antlers, and then I went after other vicious dogs. I cursed these things viciously as I chased them:

"Don't do it, just hide in this evil corner and be a damn dog, stone, smash to death, smash to death you evil dogs! If you tear me up and eat me up today, it's just that, or I'll stay here and smash you all to death, smash to death, stone, don't leave any of you, my only wish is to smash you all to death one by one, smash until there is no one left, see if you damn the evil dogs more or I have more time left! **** Heavenly King Grandma compares temper with me, until I smash you one by one. If I am reincarnated・・・・・・, I will smash all the dogs I see alive, eat them all and then go to the underworld and continue to smash, smash, and smash you. If I never die, then I must make you vicious dogs extinct! Let you starve, starve, starve, smash, smash and smash to death and you will not have to starve again!"

I'm afraid there has never been a ghost like me who came here with a wish, it turns out that the most vicious thing is not the countless vicious dogs, nor the monsters, nor the demons and monsters, but the anger of human nature, all evil is the result of human anger, war, disease, death, all come from this! It didn't take long, and I don't know how many I had smashed, and I had no more vicious dogs to smash, because the vicious dogs ran for their lives when they saw me as if they had seen the devil, and finally I chased the vicious dogs like a wolf in a sheepfold, and since then I have been venting my anger, and I can't control myself to stop chasing and smashing until I feel tired, but I still don't feel that the anger in my heart has subsided!

I wasn't tired, I was just tired, and I sat on the ground, "Okay, I won't smash it, you guys come and eat me!" I slowly cleaned the rotten flesh of the vicious dog hanging from the antlers, and I wondered how strong the antlers were, and with a little thought I guessed that the antlers represented the anger of my human nature.

"Well, wait until I see what else is in this world, and I will kill you one by one when I come back!" I slowly kicked away the broken corpse of the vicious dog at my feet and walked towards the opposite side, I don't know where it was, and I have no purpose, but my elk seems to want to take me somewhere, and it wants to take me there regardless of its own safety, it must be where I should go. Walking and walking, I don't know how long and how far I walked, anyway, I couldn't hear the barking of the vicious dog, and suddenly noticed that the earth under my feet was moving, slowly like a black and sticky wave, and when I stepped into the waves, I realized that it was an ant pulling the ground. Maybe I've vented my anger in the vicious dogs, but I don't have so much anger at the ants, and I'm numb to fear and pain. Isn't it just painful, I'm used to it, and it's just like that in superimposing some of them, it doesn't matter what it gives me pain. I threw myself down in the ant pile and let them eat at my painful wounds, until I lost my image completely, and only the shadow of my soul remained. Eventually, the ants lost interest in me, and resumed the queue before I broke in, and the waves were tumbling like waves, so what could I do? Strange, is it really impossible for me to be vanished? I can only float when I get up, I can't pick up the pair of antlers, I don't know what difficulties lie ahead, what can I do with a formless soul like me? I don't care whether I move forward or not, just seek, or wait, wait for myself to disappear completely.

Then I passed a group of remnants, and there were so many remnants in a city that they were all waiting for the limbs to pass by and grab their limbs to replace their mutilated parts. But I had nothing, no limbs for them to fight for, and it was useless to see me, so I yelled at them viciously, "Look at it, pick out your eyes!" The demons were still staring at me blankly, and if I could still pick up the antlers, I would have smashed them again so that they wouldn't even dare to look at me.

Out of this area, I saw a city from a distance, there was an archway in one direction, but not on my side, I couldn't see the scene of the archway clearly, and I didn't know what was there, I only saw a lot of ghosts rubbing shoulders through the archway towards the city. Since they are all in the city, I will also go in to see what there is, I am not interested in touring, I will go straight to the city without taking the archway. The city is different from the outside of the city, and there seems to be order together, the houses are old and new, the streets are full of cars, horses and beasts, and there are even shops. You can live in a room, and you can also eat, drink and shop. It is somewhat similar to the legendary underworld in the world, but it is not so similar, and it may be that I don't know it completely, and I haven't seen any Wangxiangtai Meng Po soup. But I'm just wandering, I can go wherever I want, I can't eat, drink, and I don't have money to spend. I wanted to see what the real money looked like, if it was the paper money we burned for the dead, but I didn't see it. There are many landmarks that are so magnificent that they can reach the height of the clouds, as if there is no gravity and no height limit. There was a high platform in front of the team that entered the archway, and there were a few ghosts on the platform who looked like judges, holding small flags to direct those ghosts one by one in which direction to go, and I mixed into the team, waiting for the flag to point at me. But until I reached the judge, there was no flag pointing at me, and I stood for a moment impatiently, and went up to the stage to face one of the judges. The judge pulled me away like a handy bag that had been blown in the face by the wind and went on with his work, and I was really furious, "Your queen mother is, is she blind?

"It's useless to punish you, don't delay your work here, where is the love!"

I'm speechless, am I trash? Is there really no more than the humblest of places? Since no one cares about me, then I'll wander like the wind. So I walked around the buildings as if no one was around, and I couldn't see anything famous, and finally I came to a building in the back, and the whole building looked like a Buddha statue, so huge that it was like a cumulonimbus cloud falling to the ground. As soon as I approached it, I fell to the ground and could not move, like a stone, as if something extremely sacred and inviolable held me in place.

"・・・・・・ Eat the Blood Ghost King, Eat the Spirit Ghost King, and Eat the Fetus

The Egg Ghost King, the Sick Ghost King, the Poison Ghost King,

The ghost king of compassion, the ghost king of welfare, and great love

Worship the ghost king, and wait for the ghost king, all come to the gathering.

At that time, Shakyamuni Buddha told Manjushri

Dharma Prince Bodhisattva Mahasattva: You are one

Cut all the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas and the heavenly dragons and ghosts, in this life

world, other worlds, this land, other lands,

If he is now gathered to the heavens of Reli,

Do you know how many things to do? Manjushri White Buddha said:

World-honored, if I use my divine power, a thousand eons to measure,

I don't know. ・・・・・・”

But I couldn't move, I couldn't speak, I could only look at the Buddha statue and listen to the Buddhist scriptures, and it really became a stone. I didn't feel very uncomfortable at first, but if I just went on forever, it would be really boring, I was so annoyed that I became angry again, but I couldn't move, there wasn't even a little wind, and there was nothing to torture me anymore. But there was no way to deal with this torture, not even to endure it, and in the end I didn't know what I was enduring it. During that period, I really reached selflessness, because there was really no more me, only a stone that couldn't move, and I didn't know if there was a stone or not.

I really don't know what else to do, but after a few days, I have some thoughts, what can I do? Follow the sound of the Buddha chanting the Buddha! I hope I can really call out to that Buddha and let him give me a little feeling. I followed it in my heart, and this thought turned out to be gone, and there was only a mechanical recitation of the Buddha, in fact, it didn't matter what I was reading, that is, there was a consciousness that was being recited, only I felt, and in the end there was only consciousness, and there was no self.

I went through this in a very inexplicable way, and there were many similar tortures that I may have forgotten in the process. These experiences have completely washed me, and I don't know what has been washed away, I just feel that everything is so indifferent, those worldly experiences, distress, hatred, anger, fear, and sadness have been worn away and weakened to almost imperceptible, as if I have become a Buddha or a monk or something like that, leaving only a trace of tranquility and no desire and no consciousness, I can actually feel a trace of happiness, and I feel that this trace of happiness is enough. I can bear anything, I can let go of anything, that is a kind of state, and this kind of thinking will make me not be swayed by anything in my future experience.