Memories are like a tide, Chu Liuxian himself is a flat boat, and he quickly went away with the tide and saw the scenes in the child's memory.

It turned out that the boy grew up in a scholarly family, was smart and studious since he was a child, was literate at the age of five, and could write poems and essays at the age of seven, and was loved by thousands of people.

The moon is cloudy and sunny, people have good and bad luck, a sudden fire, the whole family is broken, both parents are lost, and the boy survives alone.

How can a child of seven or eight years old make a living, begging for a living and wandering.

It was also fate that the boy happened to pass by a temple, and saw that there was a little novice sweeping in the temple, so he came to the door with envy.

This temple is famous for seeking children's miracles within a radius of dozens of miles, and the incense is really prosperous, and it really needs manpower, so the boy was successfully accepted as a miscellaneous servant and a small novice, so he mixed a bowl of full rice.

If the story goes on like this, maybe Buddhism will have more monks who can speak well and learn all the scriptures in the future.

One day, the boy swept the courtyard outside a meditation room in the temple, and accidentally heard a sound like a pipe in the meditation room, like crying, sometimes high-pitched and sometimes low, it was difficult to distinguish between pleasure and pain.

The boy was curious, eavesdropping outside the meditation room, and one of them stumbled and stumbled, and actually pushed the door in.

At first glance, the boy was directly stupid.

What was the scene in the meditation room, a group of great monks, including presiding officers and elders, one by one, opened their robes, revealing a good body of flesh, and did that blissful thing to a half-conscious young woman around.

The young woman did not know what she had been fed, she was dazed and completely unaware of her surroundings, and after a sudden silence in the meditation room, she still made a sound in her sleep.

This voice usually sounds exciting, but at the moment it is so harsh.

Dare to love, this treasure and solemn temple is actually a place to hide dirt and dirt. The so-called miracle of seeking a child is nothing more than letting the young woman who asks for a child to worship the Buddha in good faith in the quiet room, and secretly faints with drugs, and the monks reappear to do that pickled thing.

I don't know how much happened in the past, the victimized young women were either ignorant and unsure, or they swallowed their anger and didn't dare to make a noise, but no one knew, but they achieved the peak incense of the temple and raised a group of monks with fat heads and big ears.

Since the boy broke through this matter, what is it good for?

He was arrested by the monks on the spot and thrown into a Buddhist hall and detained. The boy thought that this time he was dead, but he didn't expect that those monks didn't know what to do, and they didn't kill him, but instead said that the supply of a large bowl of fat meat forced the boy to eat cleanly, and if it didn't go well, it would be a good fight.

There was not a single salt in it, whether it was meat or water, and it was not long before the boy was raised fat and fat, and his body was wasted, let alone escape, and he could not even speak.

During that time, the boy lived like a year, both painful and fearful, and had no choice but to read Buddhist scriptures in front of the Buddha statue in order to seek temporary relief.

As for the countless times praying in front of the Buddha to save him from the sea of suffering, it is the proper meaning of the title, and there is no need to say more.

In the blink of an eye, one day, the temple spread the news to the vast number of believers, saying that there was a reincarnated spirit child in the temple, who wanted to give the Buddha the great merit of burning himself to the Buddha, so as to return to the Buddha land and obtain great bliss, please come and watch the ceremony.

It is a temple famous for seeking children, and there is a major event of reincarnation returning to the Pure Land, since countless pilgrims and believers flocked to seek some blessings, and they turned around to conceive a big fat boy or something.

......

The memory came to an abrupt end, and as soon as Chu Liuxian came back to his senses, he saw flames coming out of the firewood from under him.

Burning the body to make offerings to the Buddha, it has begun!

This boy's body has not been salted for a long time, and it has long been abolished, no matter how hard Chu Liuxian tries, he can't move the firewood under his body, let alone shout loudly, so he can only let the flame jump on the robe on his body.

"What to do?!"

Chu Liuxian felt the incomparably painful pain of the flames licking his skin, and at the same time, he also understood why the eighteen monks who had bought the Ghost Binding Ball before had returned it.

At this time, the boy's heart continued to flow out of the Buddhist scriptures like flowing water, obviously he could not do anything but continue to pray for the Buddha's salvation, and at the same time to disperse the boundless pain beyond the limit of patience.

Chu Liuxian could even feel a warm light falling from the sky, falling on his body, his heart was calm and peaceful for a while, and he even forgot the pain on the **.

That's Buddha light!

The light of the Buddha is not omnipotent, and the pain of the flame quickly reversed tenfold and hundredfold, and the boy could only recite the Buddhist scriptures in his heart, praying for the Buddha's mercy again.

Come to think of it, when the scene in front of him really happened, the boy must have persevered to the end, no matter what happened, in short, he was stubbornly supported until he was burned alive.

"If you want to do better than this boy spirit, you have to stick to it in the flames for as long as he with the Dharma, and you have to get better results!"

"This painful ......"

Chu Liuxian gritted his teeth and used almost all his willpower to barely let himself cry out.

The pain of burning the body, unable to move or struggle, can only endure the boundless suffering, overwhelming.

Chu Liuxian shouted and roared in his heart, gritted his teeth, and let the Buddhist scriptures flow uncontrollably in his heart, following this line of thought, he went through all the spells he had learned in his life, all the things he had seen and heard, all in his mind.

Distracted, distracted, distracted, distracted without ceasing, in order to survive the boundless suffering.

From the most basic to the most difficult, Chu Liuxian thought all the way to the "Dream Introduction" that he had not yet cultivated well, and it felt as if a lifetime had passed, the flames had actually just burned out his clothes, and his skin and flesh had just become new fuel.

"Ahhhh

Chu Liuxian shouted heartbreakingly in his heart, biting his lip externally, and the blood turned into a blood mist as soon as it fell.

Time passed little by little, the scriptures in his heart were still flowing, the chanting outside was still continuing, but Chu Liuxian's consciousness began to blur.

As if constantly hovering between lethargy and wakefulness, in the gap between dream and reality, Chu Liuxian instinctively wanted to distract his attention, wanted to forget the pain for a while, and pondered and tried to fall asleep countless times.

When Chu Liuxian's consciousness was about to sink to the deepest abyss, where there was a long river of flames burning, and at the moment when it was about to be engulfed, a little brilliant light flew out in the darkness.

His mind couldn't help but be fascinated, and he followed the light, and gradually saw that it was a fluttering butterfly, flying towards the depths of the clouds.

Attracted by the fluttering butterflies, Chu Liuxian's mind rose all the way, passed through layers of white clouds, and finally saw two jade gates standing at the highest place.

Outside the jade gate, the light is bright, and the air around it is distorted and colorful, as if behind the door is the most magnificent and mysterious place in the world.

"Dreams are the most unfathomable, and they can also reach the ultimate beauty of imagination. ”

As soon as he thought of Fang Sheng, Chu Liuxian suddenly woke up, and his mind fell rapidly, falling back on the boy's body.

Boundless pain swept over again.

Chu Liuxian couldn't bear it anymore and was about to roar out, when he noticed that the Buddhist scriptures flowing in his heart at the moment didn't know when it became different.

The Buddhist scriptures that are supposed to save sentient beings from the suffering of samsara are mixed with boundless pain, boundless hatred, and boundless resentment, as if they were a fire that wants to burn and purify everything.

The boy suddenly raised his head, and all the emotions in the deepest part of his heart burst out of his eyes, and he looked straight into the sky.

At this moment, Chu Liuxian could no longer control this body, and then looked up at the same place.

There, the clouds in the Nine Heavens were shattered, "Buzz~Ma~What~Bei~Mi~吽~", the sound of Sanskrit singing suddenly echoed in the heavens and the earth.

At the gate of the temple, countless foolish men and women knelt on the ground, thinking that burning their bodies for the Buddha had really attracted the Buddha's guidance, and they were busy praying sincerely for their hearts' wishes.

Perhaps only Chu Liuxian was present to understand that this was indeed to fulfill his heart's wish, but it was not the wish of everyone, but it was just the wish of the boy who was suffering boundless pain and was always praying to the Buddha.

His wish was soon granted.

"Boom Boom Boom~~~"

The roaring sound resounded through the heavens and the earth, and a huge palm fell from the extreme of the sky, and the sound was a great terror caused by indescribable power and speed.

"Ahh~~"

Whether it is a believer or a monk, at this moment, they all sense that something is wrong, and they are as hurried as ants on a hot pot, how can they be in time?

Chu Liuxian was bounced out of the boy's body at the first time.

In a whirlwind, he felt that he was soaring into the sky, and then passed through the fingers of a huge palm that was large enough to cover the mountains, and broke through the stratus all the way up.

After finally stabilizing his body, Chu Liuxian could vaguely see that in the infinitely high place above his head, a Buddha withdrew his hand from a slightly leaned state.

It was as if an ant was looking up at someone who was crouching down to observe them.

After the shock, Chu Liuxian remembered something and hurriedly looked down.

At this moment, a groundbreaking loud sound of "boom~~" came from below.

Billowing smoke and dust, turning into a turbid dragon and spreading out in all directions, the smoke and dust were even covered by the majestic mountains.

When the dust fell, I saw a huge palm print on the earth, and all the mountains, temples, and believers were turned into powder under the Buddha's anger.

In a trance, Chu Liuxian seemed to be able to see that the scattered smoke and dust had converged into a person's face, it was the boy.

On the face of the smoke and dust, you can vaguely see an indescribable strange expression, half of which is the Buddha of compassion and compassion, and half of the evil that destroys resentment.

"I see......"

Chu Liuxian sighed, his body kept becoming illusory, as if it might disappear at any time.

After all, the boy failed to persevere to the end, and at the last moment of his life, he no longer wanted to be rescued, but destroyed, and he wanted everyone, those who harmed him so much, and those who were so excited about him, to accompany him to destroy. ”

"It is clear that the Buddha heard his prayer. ”

"At that moment, if he wants to enter the Pure Land, he will really attain bliss, and if he wants to become a Buddha, he will have an epiphany**, and he should have a seat at the Bodhi Festival. ”

"Those who still cling to the Buddha in the midst of boundless suffering should be rewarded. ”

"It's a pity, he's only a little short, just a little~~"

Chu Liuxian sighed with emotion, his figure disappeared completely, and the sky swirled for a while, and after he came to his senses, he was still in the ruins of Jishui.

His fingers slowly moved away from the center of the spirit ghost boy's eyebrows, and when his eyes collided, he could feel that in addition to the numbness and curiosity before, there was still a feeling of admiration.

"Fluke!"

Chu Liuxian himself understood that if it weren't for the fact that his mind was drawn to the dream, he was afraid that it would be difficult for him not to distort his heart at the last moment and do something more crazy than a child.

In short, he recovered the ghost boy.

Chu Liuxian smiled slightly, looked at it and said, "From now on, you will be called the Evil Buddha Boy." ”

PS: A little off-topic.

I remember a few years ago, I saw a story about a scholar who met a beautiful young woman in the temple, and his heart was moved, and he followed the other party to a meditation room. Hearing the sound inside, the scholar got angry and thought that it was a silver monk inside, so he pushed the door in, and it turned out that there was a group of thieves pretending to be monks, and the young woman was Mrs. Zhai. This scholar is naturally tragic, he was fed fat and white with unsalted fatty meat, his body was wasted, and he couldn't move or speak. Later, the abbot of the temple pretended to be a living Buddha who ascended to heaven and wanted to burn him to death. It happened that a county official was passing by, and he looked sad, not like the joy of being reborn in the Pure Land, so he stopped asking. The scholar used his finger as a pen and wrote it, and the county official was furious and put the abbot on a firewood pile, saying that he would ascend to heaven instead.

The experience of the evil Buddha boy is used in this story.