Boil the heart to make soup, peel off the skin to make a cassock... Such terrifying and weird methods have nothing to do with becoming a Buddha.
Liu Chengfeng was really curious, which genius came up with this way of becoming a Buddha by tearing out the heart and peeling off the skin?
Regarding his question, the young monk Fahua did not shy away from it, and slowly told the story about the past of Dengying Temple:
"It started with the first Master Hui Pu who became a Buddha."
"My master is a monk in the temple who is responsible for chopping wood, carrying water, and cooking. He is also very old. Before he died, he told me a secret about Master Huipu..."
"It is said that Master Huipu has been associated with Buddhism since he was a child. He became a monk at the age of ten and studied scriptures and Buddhism all his life. However, until he was about to die, he did not understand the great path, form relics, and achieve the status of Buddha."
"Maybe he couldn't bear the blow, or maybe he couldn't accept this. Master Huipu began to become more and more crazy in his later years..."
"I heard from the teacher that Master Huipu used almost all the means at his disposal in order to become a Buddha!"
"But all the things he did still failed to make him a Buddha. When Master Huipu couldn't move anymore and could only lie on the bed, relying on the monks to chant sutras and feed him porridge to continue his life, he Made a crazy and terrible decision..."
"He wants to imitate the Buddha's deeds of 'cutting meat and feeding it to the eagle', cutting off all his own meat, mincing it, and feeding it to the monks in the temple..."
"And the person responsible for doing this is my master."
Hearing this, Liu Chengfeng had goosebumps all over his body and said:
"Fuck, is he sick?"
"Isn't this cutting meat to feed the eagles? Where is this?"
"Even if he is imitating, he should cut off his own flesh and feed it to the wild beasts in the forest, right?"
Fahua took a deep look at Liu Chengfeng:
"What Donor Liu said is right."
"My master asked Master Huipu the same question back then, but does Donor Liu know how Master Huipu answered my master?"
Liu Chengfeng was frightened by Fahua's look. He shook his head and asked:
"How did you answer that?"
Fahua spoke slowly and said a terrifying word:
"The master said to make the porridge more fragrant. As long as they eat the porridge... they will become wild beasts in the mountains and forests."
This ordinary sentence made Ning Qiushui and Liu Chengfeng's hair stand on end!
"So your master actually did it in the end?"
Fahua was silent for a long time and nodded.
"He cut off the abbot's flesh one by one. Master said that Master Huipu didn't cry out in pain at that time. He was smiling from beginning to end. Until he died, he had a crazy and weird smile on his face..."
"Finally, the porridge is cooked."
Seeing Fahua's expression, Ning Qiushui had already guessed the outcome, but he still asked:
"Did anyone drink?"
Lotus:
"Everyone drank except my master."
"On that day, Master Huipu became a Buddha, and the whole temple celebrated together."
"The first golden statue in the main hall was placed, and the method of 'becoming a Buddha' was passed down in the dream."
Liu Chengfeng's eyes widened with disbelief.
"Really? Can this also lead to Buddhahood?"
"Mud horse..."
He really couldn't hold back the curse words.
"Obviously, he is not a Buddha. As for what he is, it's hard to say."
Ning Qiushui shook her head.
The root of the problem in Dengying Temple was found.
It can be said that all current monks’ obsession with becoming Buddhas is influenced by Master Huipu.
After a pause, Ning Qiushui seemed to have thought of something.
"So little monk, you cooked the meat porridge we eat?"
Liu Chengfeng on the side also reacted immediately, looking shocked.
The young monk's master used to do this. Now that his master is dead, he should be the one to take over the responsibility.
Facing Ning Qiushui's inquiry, Fahua sighed, but did not hide it.
"The young monk is guilty, but this is the abbot's instruction. The young monk must listen."
"There is only one temple, Dengying Temple, within hundreds of miles. If they drive the young monk out, the young monk will be homeless."
Ning Qiushui shook her head.
"There is no need to apologize. You have reminded us before. From your standpoint, you have done your best."
Fahua's eyes flashed, he clasped his hands together, and bowed gratefully to Ning Qiushui.
"The donor is willing to forgive the young monk, and the young monk is very grateful!"
Ning Qiushui said again:
"Don't be ridiculous. If you really appreciate us, tell us how to leave the temple?"
When Lotus heard this, his face showed a trace of bitterness:
"The young monk doesn't know either."
"The door of the temple was closed by them, and the young monk could not push it open."
"If the young monk finds a way to leave the temple, he must inform the two donors as soon as possible."
Ning Qiushui nodded:
"In that case, thank you very much."
Night falls soon.
The four of them gathered in the restaurant and ate vegetarian porridge.
The light of the candles was dim, which inexplicably made the restaurant a bit weird.
Today, it gets dark very quickly.
It’s not even six o’clock yet and the sun is going to set.
The four of them sat at a table and drank porridge. The atmosphere was very silent, and no one spoke first.
Ning Qiushui and Liu Chengfeng were okay, and the expressions on their faces didn't change much. But Shan Hong and Shen Weiwei couldn't stand it anymore. After learning some secrets about this temple, they now just feel uncomfortable everywhere, as if they were in a temple. There is always a pair of eyes staring at them...
The monks at the next table didn't look right at them either.
If it was a kind of greedy scrutiny before, now it has become a hatred!
They seemed to hate a few people for ruining the "celebration" and causing them to continue to eat vegetarian food and chant sutras today.
However, these monks left quickly. They had their own schedule and strictly adhered to it.
After they left, the restaurant became much emptier.
Compared to the eight people on the first day, only half were left now. The dark and empty space made several people feel insecure.
"There is a problem that has troubled us for a long time..."
Shen Weiwei rubbed her temples, her voice filled with annoyance.
"you say."
Ning Qiushui leaned back slightly and lay on the back of the chair.
"Shouldn't it be two monks who become Buddhas?"
"On the first day and the second day, the abbot and another monk disappeared respectively. If the beard pierced the cassock of one of them today, then the other one should be able to become a Buddha?"
Shen Weiwei and Shen Weiwei are not completely useless. In fact, they also have their own considerations.
"Hey... when you say that, it seems that we have really ignored that guy!"
Liu Chengfeng slapped his thigh and the volume increased sharply.
The sudden question raised by Shen Weiwei made him feel scared for a while!
"Your worries are not unreasonable. Theoretically speaking, it is indeed two monks who became Buddhas this time. One is the abbot, and the other is the monk who disappeared the next day."
"But there must be some problems that we don't know about, which prevents the other monk from becoming a Buddha."
"Otherwise, those monks wouldn't have looked at us like that."
"At least tonight, we won't face the most terrifying reckoning of this bloody gate."
"But you still can't take it lightly!"
Ning Qiushui spoke slowly.
Shen Weiwei's complexion turned pale, she bit her lip and said:
"How about we all share a room tonight?"
"Bring all the candles from other rooms to one room and let's light them two at a time!"
This time, Ning Qiushui did not refuse her proposal.
Although the remaining two people seemed not to be completely trusted, at least they did not show any harmful intentions.
It is indeed safer for everyone to huddle together for warmth.
They returned to Room 1 together and waited quietly for Fahua to give them red candles.
However, tonight, they waited for two full hours but still did not see Fahua.
The little monk who would send them red candles on time every night... suddenly disappeared.
pS: Hello everyone, I am Yemao, the younger brother of the author Yegou. He was defeated by laziness again today and only wrote two pieces. He was embarrassed to post them and asked me to apologize to you on his behalf. Don’t worry, I will definitely do it tomorrow. supervise him.
