"Go back? Where to go? Are we supposed to go up there and serve the spider spirit as a midnight snack? Isn't this nonsense?"
"Brother Qiang, you don't know something. The word 'turn back' in Buddhist verses also means 'self-examination', 'self-examination' and 'self-questioning'. Could it be that this sentence means that we should meditate here?" Understand Buddhism?"
"If I have this time, I might as well sleep here and replenish my strength."
Wang Qiang took off his backpack, placed it on the dense sand, and lay down on it first.
"Don't tell me, this sand is warm. If there is a small breeze, it will feel comfortable! You guys should try it too."
"Just so you can enjoy it!"
Lin Yi smiled and cursed.
"That's right, we can't find a way out of this place for a while. Why not just rest here for a while."
Lin Yi glanced at everyone and asked, "What do you think?"
"Since we are sure there is no danger here for the time being, and everyone has been busy all day, let's take a rest here."
"Yes, Brother Lin."
"Seconded!"
"+1!"
Lin Yi knew it well. Everyone had been working non-stop for a day and really needed a rest.
"Okay, camp where you are. It's still the same old rules. Several groups of people take turns patrolling. Achang and I will keep an eye on you for the first half of the night. You guys rest first. Qiangzi and Iron Hammer will take over for us later."
Achang expressed his agreement with Lin Yi's decision.
"Boss Lin is right. It is safe here for the time being. Let's take the time to rest. If everyone has any ideas or discoveries, please communicate in time and we will discuss it together."
Everyone is indeed a little sleepy, even though everyone is usually able to stay up late.
I can't help but my legs and feet have been busy today.
After settling down for a while, they each found a corner, spread out their marching blankets, and chatted with each other for a few words. Mintun knelt down on the sand and chanted scriptures in his mouth, almost like a lullaby. Not long after, All the brothers were sent to sleep.
Not long after, snoring began all around.
Lin Yi walked around the entire hall, sat down in front of the steps, lit a cigarette, closed his eyes and rested.
"We have analyzed before that this Mangbai is not a devout Buddhist at all. How could he take such pains to build three Buddhist temples here? Who are they for?"
Achang came over, sat down cross-legged, poured himself a cup of tea, and took two sips.
"I think this may be a kind of 'nouveau riche' mentality. I don't need it, but I can't live without it."
"It makes sense, but why did he hide the way to the lower level again? And gave us such a comfortable resting environment?
Is it really like what Lao Wang said, urging us to turn back? "
Achang smiled.
"That's not necessarily true. Buddhism has three realms: the realm of desire, the realm of color, and the realm of colorlessness. The three realms of confusion and suffering are as boundless as the sea, so they are also called the realm of suffering and the sea of suffering.
The Nirvana Sutra also says that people suffer seven kinds of suffering: birth, old age, illness, death, meeting of resentments and hatreds, separation from love, and failure to seek what they desire.
This suffering also comes from this. Some people spend their entire lives in sorrow. "Return and find shore" also means to wake up in time and stop losses in time. "
"I didn't expect you to be quite knowledgeable about these things."
Lin Yi put an arm behind his head.
He blew a smoke ring upward.
"If a person has no long-term worries, he must have immediate worries. If you want to escape from the sea of suffering, turn around in time, and let go of all desires, it is easy to say it. How many people can do it?"
After saying this, Lin Yi suddenly sat up.
Throwing down the cigarette butt, he hurried towards the five people who had fallen asleep.
"Wake up, brothers, wake up quickly!"
Lin Yi shouted, and came to Wang Qiang and Tie Zhui first. The two men were snoring, but they showed no sign of wanting to wake up.
Lin Yi refused to give up and reached out to pull out the firearm in Wang Qiang's arms.
The gun is the second life of a soldier. Even if he falls asleep, he must hold on to it.
Even though he has retired for many years, the muscle memory engraved in his body will never be forgotten.
But he actually pulled the gun out of Wang Qiang's arms, that is, the strap was still hanging on his body, otherwise, the gun would have been in Lin Yi's hands.
Achang looked up at Lin Yi.
"this"
Lin Yi no longer has time to worry about this.
Squat on the ground, test each person's breath, and reach out to feel their pulse.
Everyone's breathing was steady, and there was no abnormality in their pulses. They seemed to be asleep, but they couldn't be woken up no matter how they screamed.
"Oops!"
Lin Yi stood up and hit the pillar hard with his fist.
The shock caused dust to fly all around.
"Damn, I was so careless!"
"Boss Lin, what happened to them?"
Lin Yi shook his head.
“It’s not clear yet.
The verses you just said inspired me. These three levels represent the emotions of 'worry, thought, and sadness'. When I was reasoning, I specifically asked Mang Mingtun, hoping to start from Mang Bai's perspective. Consider these things.
In the end, I came to the conclusion that this guy would not have such thoughts at all.
So, I didn't think about it again, but the current situation tells me that even if Mangbai can control everything, he can't control his dreams.
Even in reality, he is not in a sea of suffering, nor does he experience sadness, longing or even misery, but once he enters the dream, he cannot help it. "
Achang couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard this.
"You mean they are trapped in a dream?"
"Have you ever heard of the 'Nightmare Curse'?"
Achang suddenly reacted.
"Is this the same situation you encountered in Jingjue and Qiangzi Brothers?"
"Yes, the 'Nightmare Curse' is an evil 'curse' introduced from the ancient Indian Peninsula. What we encountered in the Jingjie Underground Palace was only the most primitive kind of 'curse'.
It has taken such a long time for it to reach here, coupled with the mixture and evolution of local witchcraft, I don't know whether this should be regarded as a 'nightmare curse' or a 'head-dropping'. "
"But why are we two okay? Is it just because we two didn't fall asleep?"
"Find! Find the difference between us! The head-lowering technique has developed to this day, and its methods are extremely complex.
Just like you were influenced by those portraits and reliefs before, and you are bent on seeking death. This is the 'picture surrender'.
In addition, there are spiritual drops, gu drops, sound drops, medicine drops, talisman drops, etc. You must find a way to lower your head before you can unlock the 'spell' on them. "
After listening to Lin Yi's explanation, Achang understood.
The two of them started by entering the upside-down tower and walking through it one by one.
In the end, the two of them fixed their eyes on the fine sand under their feet almost at the same time.
"Mr. Chang, what's so special about this sand?"
"The sand of the Ganges River, the Buddha used it to indicate its large quantity and the breadth of merit. For example, it is said in the Diamond Sutra: 'The sands of the Ganges River are filled with seven treasures to count three thousand worlds, and they are used to give alms'!
It can also describe the countless sufferings in the world. "
Speaking of this, Lin Yi suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at Achang.
"I know, this is the Ganges Sand Tribulation!"
(End of chapter)
