What exactly is this so-called source?
Xie Chen couldn't figure out why, or there was no correct answer at all.
Only when the so-called "source" is clean, can people leave this place and achieve liberation in the true sense.
This kind of rhetoric just feels very familiar to me, as if I have heard it somewhere.
Searching in my mind, more relevant words came out: "In the beginning, human beings are inherently good."
It is explained from the beginning of the Three Character Classic.
The consciousness is that when everyone is born, their character and behavior are as clean as a piece of white paper, unstained by dust.
Nor will it be affected or disturbed by the secular world.
This is the best time for a person. As the environment changes and as life comes into contact with different people and things, what you learn will change accordingly.
In the end, it is greed, selfishness, friendliness and generosity.
The CPPCC has a rough division into categories. Everything a person does in his life is actually related to the people he meets and the people or things that affect him.
It is not until everyone is dying that they will be judged and defined. Is this person a good person or a bad person throughout his life?
Is it beneficial or harmful to people?
Wicked people will be cast aside and even sent to hell, where they will never be reincarnated.
And good people will be praised by others, and even worshiped forever, and the incense will be passed down for thousands of generations.
I remember these so-called etiquette and shame very clearly.
Xie Chen sighed. Talking about these things in the world of rules is more like a joke.
If these things are really useful, then I don't have to run around to avoid these "dirty things".
You can even turn an army against them and rely on your so-called "sense of justice" to judge these things.
But is it useful?
Your life still depends on yourself.
Xie Chen felt a little funny and shook his head, but he seemed to think that there was something in it that made sense.
"Hell..."
Compared with the original good nature of human beings, this seems to be the original evil nature of human beings.
Originally, I was still thinking about what this hotel was referring to, combined with various clues, and now being reminded of these things by the cleaner in white.
The so-called Chonghui Hotel is indeed a bit like hell on earth.
The guests who come here are greedy and sinful.
Aren’t they all the so-called evil ghosts of hell?
Xie Chen had a flash of inspiration.
He quickly picked up the white cardboard that was placed at the door of his room. Words with similar sounds were written on it.
This is the music that appears every time before going to bed.
Inexplicably, I heard something more clearly. It felt very familiar to me at first, but now that I think about it, it seems that it really matches.
Xie Chen looked at the words he wrote on the cardboard and tried to pronounce them a little bit. Although he couldn't make any sounds, he could still imitate them in his heart.
"Why does this look like a Buddhist scripture?"
"Uncle Zang..."
"Zang..."
"Tibetan?"
"Tibet?"
"No, no, it's not at this level. Buddhism and Tibetan characters seem to be the only ones related to Tibetan Buddhism."
Xie Chen looked at the rooms with trembling eyes, and finally understood why he could see and hear different things in each different room.
I didn't have any thoughts at first, but when I brought in the perspective of Buddhism and hell, everything started to become clearer.
"The hell realm, the beast realm, the hungry ghost realm..."
Xie Chen slowly counted one after another, and his fingers that were slightly outstretched began to tremble.
Until I reached my room, it was just right...
The total number of rooms is twelve, which is the number of the Six Paths of Buddhism multiplied by two.
"So am I really in hell and preparing to go to reincarnation?"
Xie Chen really couldn't believe it, and even thought it was a bit ridiculous.
Before, I might have criticized my current thoughts as feudal superstition.
But now there are weird rules here. All the rules added together can really create such a hellish hotel.
Xie Chen's body was a little limp and he wanted to lean against the wall of the room, but he was still a little in awe.
I don't believe in ghosts and gods, but that doesn't mean I don't respect these things. In every human's subconscious, the unknown and the sublime always hide terror.
This is even more frightening than any female ghost or beast that suddenly appears in front of him.
Xie Chen took a deep breath.
No wonder I lost my memory, I even forgot how to use my pocket watch at first.
If I hadn't confirmed the inaudible musical verses written on the cardboard, I wouldn't have believed that I just thought this was hell.
"It's all so ridiculous."
After Xie Chen calmed down a little, he immediately returned to the room and gave up the idea of going downstairs.
I originally wanted to find the white-clothed cleaner to confirm these newly obtained clues, but now after such a hint, my inner vision began to become clearer.
Xie Chen sat in front of the dressing table, unable to calm down for a long time, even though he had picked up a pen and paper, and even though the reverse side of the cardboard in front of him was already in front of him.
If this is hell, we must avoid being contaminated by the evil nature of human nature, otherwise we will lose ourselves and remain in hell forever, unable to reincarnate.
Therefore, the most important factor in leaving the hotel is actually to find yourself and realize the evil you have committed.
This is Xie Chen's own speculation, but it is also the most likely result.
Continuing to speculate below, how can we recognize who we really are, and how can we even know the evil sins we have committed?
Xie Chen continued to calculate step by step.
Even though my mind is clear now, even though the pollution of my own human nature and evil has been reduced a lot, when I think about this aspect, I still can't remember who I am.
On the contrary, the more I thought about it, the more I remembered the pain I suffered in the room before.
Xie Chen's back was covered with fine sweat, and he vaguely seemed to be able to hear the sounds around him again.
I am urging myself over and over again to integrate into this hell, accept my evil thoughts, and enjoy the joy of this moment.
Xie Chen shook his head and tapped his fingers lightly on the table to divert his attention.
After hearing it twice just now, I immediately narrowed my eyes.
The sound of fingers tapping on the table seemed so familiar.
The reason why I was able to wake up and regain control of my consciousness and body on the ground seemed to be because there was a knock on the door.
"No, I don't remember it being a simple knock on the door..."
Knocking on wood or planks can also restore humanity in hell and even dispel pollution.
"Isn't it just the wooden fish of Buddhism?"
Xie Chen murmured to himself.
See who is knocking the wooden fish at the door?
The whole hell is so ridiculous, how can there be any wooden fish?
Unless the Buddhist monks are here.
This argument is also difficult to sustain.
This is a world of ghost stories. It is difficult for ordinary monks, even abbots with higher merits, to dispel the evil thoughts brought by these greedy evil spirits.
"Could it be Buddha and Bodhisattva?"
Xie Chen completely let go of his thoughts and calculated slowly by following the clues.
But I don’t dare to completely let go of these results and trust them.
After all, I can't even convince myself.
The idea that Chonghui Hotel refers to hell is outrageous enough.
Xie Chen breathed out.
If the hat waiter is the product of the evil thoughts of hell, and the evil thoughts of hell are brought by the guests, then no wonder the hat waiter and the mask waiter are in a confrontation.
But who is the cleaner in white here with?
Could it be that the masked waiter is a Bodhisattva?
But there can't be so many Bodhisattvas, and the masked waiter plays more like a thug, or even a thug.
This made me even more curious about the identity of the cleaner in white.
By making those ordinary foods, inducing the greed of guests to eat, and continuing and increasing the evil thoughts of hell, the group of masked waiters will grow stronger.
There should be no problem with this idea.
