Although there is no sound in the ears, there are Sanskrit sounds coming from the bottom of my heart, like someone whispering softly in her mind. Du Cuiniang can hear clearly that this is the Sanskrit Heart Sutra scripture.
Looking at the figure in front of her, the horror in Du Cuiniang's heart could no longer be described in words. She believed that everyone here could hear it clearly, because this voice seemed to come from the heart.
Du Cuiniang didn't know that when you have reached a certain level of cultivation, you can use the method of spiritual mapping to transmit consciousness using the soul as a bridge of communication. This is a miracle in her opinion.
The scriptures resounded in their hearts, and believers followed and recited the scriptures silently. As more and more people joined in the silent recitation, Chu Xiang’s spiritual sound transmission coverage became wider and wider. Soon, people in the entire valley heard the words from the bottom of their hearts. As the Sanskrit sounds sounded, everyone put down their affairs and sat quietly to listen to the Buddha's words.
On that day, it was rumored that in the Kabu Valley, thirty miles southwest of Bangda City, a barefoot holy monk appeared and preached the Dharma. Those who listened to the Dharma became full without eating, and long-term illnesses healed themselves. The dead trees in the valley rejuvenated, the streams danced, and the holy monk walked in the mud without getting caught. Dirt, lotus flowers grow under your feet.
One word at a time, two hundred and sixty steps down, the two hundred and sixty-six Sanskrit sounds were imprinted in everyone's minds. When everyone who was sitting quietly listening to the Buddha's sounds came back to their senses, they found that the eminent monk had already left.
Chu Xiang’s teaching was actually a practice of Dharma. After memorizing and reciting the Heart Sutra many times, Chu Xiang discovered that the Heart Sutra contains a special power that can resonate with people during the recitation process and produce subtle changes in people.
Looking at the figures walking slowly in front of them, Chen Huaming and Du Cuiniang were confused and could not tell whether the person in front of them was a military officer or a real Buddhist monk. They had thousands of words in their hearts and countless questions they wanted to ask, but Chu Xiang was now Keeping silent can't answer any of their questions, they can only keep the questions in their hearts.
What Chen Huaming and Du Cuiniang didn't know was that Chu Xiang was not pretending to hold the mantra, but the real mantra. Chu Xiang had already experienced this kind of practice of suppressing inner desires for a long time to continuously accumulate strength. Practicing like this again no longer has any shackles.
Knowing that Chu Xiang would not answer any of their questions, Du Cuiniang finally couldn't help but chat with Chen Huaming in Burmese after being quiet for a long time to study and discuss the questions that had just arisen.
This is already the hinterland of Burma. If two people talk in Chinese, their identities will be revealed easily, so they carefully choose to use Burmese. Anyway, Chu Xiang can’t speak or answer their questions. Do they understand? It doesn't matter.
The respect that Burmese people have for monks is somewhat beyond Chu Xiang's expectation. He thought that after the drastic change, the status of monks would not be as high as it was before the drastic change. After all, survival has become a very difficult thing now, and many people need to survive. And try their best, but the monks can't bring any changes to them, it will only become more difficult because of the worship.
Passing through the valley and following the route guided by Du Cuiniang, the sky on the mountain was dark and heavy, and traces of raindrops could be seen falling in the sky. When we reached the mountainside, it was indeed raining. We braved the rain and walked along the steep mountain path to climb over a mountain. Mountain, you can already see the river in the valley ahead.
"Let's go down the river." Du Cuiniang pointed to the river at the foot of the mountain and said in a lowered voice in Chinese.
Although there were no people nearby and no one could be seen, and it was raining, Du Cuiniang still carefully lowered her voice to avoid being heard by others.
"It's getting dark and there are many people on the river. Let's find a place to stay on the mountainside and build a boat to go down the river tomorrow." Chen Huaming whispered in Chinese.
Du Cuiniang nodded and led the way down the mountain. The rain stopped halfway up the mountain. It was only raining on the top of the mountain and sunny below. There was a clear line between them. Finding a suitable place to stay in a deserted place halfway up the mountain, Chen Huaming and Du Cuiniang gathered some leaves and firewood, cut down a few small trees and built a shelter to protect them from the wind and rain.
Chen Huaming returned from finding some food nearby, and Du Cuiniang lit a fire and cooked dinner for the three of them.
After eating well, walking through the jungle for a day, and being highly nervous when crossing the border, Chen Huaming and Du Cuiniang were both very tired. They originally planned to take turns to stay vigil and rest, but seeing that Chu Xiang had no intention of sleeping, they sat cross-legged On the side, Chen Huaming was about to talk to Chu Xiang, and Chu Xiang pointed to the side where Du Cuiniang was lying.
Understanding that Chu Xiang asked him to rest and not keep vigil, and knowing that this mysterious leader had unpredictable abilities and that it might not matter whether he slept or not, Chen Huaming also lay down to rest.
After crossing the border for only half a day, Chu Xiang had already seen a lot of things that were different from those in China. Although the fields were full of hunger and death, there were not many people killing people. People were robbing each other and killing each other, and there was no depravity of cannibalism. After the drastic changes in China, the evil of human nature continues to grow, but here, we can't see much of this evil. Perhaps it is because they deeply believe in Buddhism and have a stronger bottom line in their hearts.
This persistence of good in human nature and the emergence of evil in domestic human nature can be said to be two completely different directions of development. However, whether this kind of persistence in good is better than indulgent evil, Chu Xiang cannot define.
Adhere to the good intentions, but the people are in dire straits, starve to death in the fields, and ultimately die. Evil thoughts were rampant, evil was committed, and countless innocent lives were lost in killing each other. However, those who survived became stronger and gained the ability to survive. They did not just insist on waiting for death.
Which one is good or which one is bad? I’m afraid no one can define this issue. From a human perspective, of course Myanmar’s goodness deserves recognition, but from a survival perspective, domestic evil is the best way.
The goodness that I persist in my heart is about to come to an end, but there is still no dawn in Myanmar. If it will be useless in the end, what is the meaning of this persistence. However, the evil in the country has been gradually suppressed. When the grassroots is strengthened, the survivors have the ability to survive and begin to get back on track.
This may be due to cultural differences. They chose different paths when experiencing drastic changes. However, this path is more stable and controllable in China, while Myanmar has completely lost control after the drastic changes and can only let society Develop wildly and choose the direction of development on your own.
Perhaps this is the general trend of the world: if we are divided for a long time, we must unite, and if we unite for a long time, we must divide.
This union and division does not refer to the land, but to the human heart. It is the division and union of the human heart that determines the division and union of the land.
Chu Xiang spent the whole night thinking. After comparing the internal and external aspects, he had a clear understanding of many things, and he also had some answers to why Li Tianxing chose Jianghu as his place to establish his feet.
Domestic policies have passed the stage of indulgence. The next step will definitely be to tighten control and gradually bring the society that has deviated from the normal track back on track. This requires huge manpower and material resources and a very complete layout. As long as Li Tianxing has the power in Wucheng Once he has a solid foundation, he will become one of the people who can turn the tide.
It's dawn again, and one day has passed, and the world is still the same as the day before, not much has changed.
Day after day, time passes unconsciously, how many people will think about it, have time and energy to think about, what is the meaning of living? Most people live just to live, just like flowers, grass and trees, it is there. There, the wind comes and the rain comes, letting it be destroyed.
The people of Myanmar are like those flowers, plants and trees, which are destroyed by wind and rain and fend for themselves.
Taking advantage of the time when wild beasts were active at dawn, Chen Huaming caught some wild beasts and returned. The three of them had a full meal and headed to the river down the valley.
Both sides of the river are not very flat. They are all rocky slopes. Although the terrain is messy, some people still choose to settle down by the river. As the saying goes, relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, relying on the water to eat water, relying on the mountains and facing the water, it is naturally easier to have food and clothing, and the river embankments are high, so they are not afraid. Floods surged.
The three of them went to the river to check the water flow. Although the water flow was very fast, the river was wide and there were no reefs or dead trees in the river. The plan of taking a boat down the river was not a big problem.
Chen Huaming looked around and couldn't find a big tree that could be used as a canoe, but he saw a clump of bamboo forest. Du Cuiniang and Chen Huaming worked together to cut down a bunch of bamboos and tie them up with broken bamboo strips. By an hour, the two had built a bamboo raft large enough for three people to ride on.
The two people put the bamboo raft into the river, each with an old bamboo pole at the head and tail to control the direction. After Chu climbed up the bamboo raft, Chen Huaming pointed the bamboo pole at the bank, and the bamboo raft ran down the river, chasing the water.
Chen Huaming and Du Cuiniang are both very skilled. A long bamboo pole has left and right fulcrums, and the bamboo rafts weave left and right in the water flow, just like flexible swimming fish, avoiding the places where the water waves are stirred up, and preventing the bamboo rafts from being hit by the reef and falling apart.
Although there was no drop in the river, the current was fast and it was difficult to control the boat in the river. The three of them did not see other boats along the way. What makes Chu Xiang strange is that it is the rainy season now, and the river originates from the mountains above. Logically speaking, the river water should surge and cause a flash flood.
This river is a tributary of the Samhain River. Small rivers and streams are constantly flowing into it on both sides. The river surface is getting wider and wider, but the water power has not diminished at all. It is rushing and surging as always.
Riding a bamboo raft down the river is much faster than crossing mountains and ridges on two feet, and you won't come into contact with passers-by, reducing the risk of exposing your identity.
Not long after going down the river, there was a steel bridge spanning both sides. There was a lot of traffic on the bridge. It seemed that they were transporting frontline war preparation supplies.
After crossing the railway bridge, Chen Huaming whispered in Chinese: "The road just now is the Mengjing Highway, which is the main transportation road for Myanmar to support the war situation on the southern front. If everything goes well, we will be able to enter the Samhain River tonight. "
"Looking at the weather now, there may be heavy rain at noon." Du Cuiniang whispered in Chinese. Although they were in the middle of the river and the water was rushing and noisy, the two of them were still cautious and did not dare to speak loudly.
"It depends on the situation. If the mountain erupts, we will have to abandon the ship and go ashore." Chen Huaming said.
The journey was uneventful, and at noon, just as Du Cuiniang said, rain clouds gathered in the sky, and soon it began to rain heavily.
Not long after the heavy rain, the river began to rise. As more and more rainwater rushed down the mountains on both sides of the bank, the bamboo rafts quickly tended to fall apart under the impact of the water waves. Chen Huaming and Du Cuiniang began to have difficulty controlling the bamboo rafts. direction.
