Chapter 153 Two Kinds of Suffering
The donkey cart stopped beside the dirt road, and the reins of Donkey Master were also taken off.
A group of "people" with a complex composition were squatting next to the cart, staring at the little mud ball covered with flowers on the cart.
Zuo Chen stood in front of everyone and clicked the little clay ball as if giving a lecture:
"I have probably seen two kinds of seas of suffering."
"Taoist Master, wait!" As soon as Zuo Chen opened his mouth, he immediately confused Zhu Laoba: "Two kinds of seas of suffering? When the master introduced us to the sea of suffering, he never mentioned this!"
< br>Zhu Laoba and Guan Goudou were both demon kings who followed Lin Xi, and Lin Xi was a monk who came down from ancient times. Naturally, he would tell them more about the sea of suffering and let them pay attention to this and not to fall into the sea of suffering. road.
But Lin Xi never told him that there were other seas of suffering.
Master Lu glanced at Zhu Laoba:
“Listen carefully.”
"Oh."
Zuo Chen was not annoyed, and just continued: "I'm afraid Master Lin Xi has never seen this second sea of suffering. I estimate that during Lin Xi's death and Nirvana, the second sea of suffering will It has just grown."
After saying this, Zuo Chen stretched out his finger and tapped the mud ball on the car board.
“The waves that swallowed up the world in ancient times and the sea of suffering that appeared in the gambling village are both the same kind. They are both the most primitive black sea and the chief culprit of the catastrophe that destroys the world.”
Zuo Chen He blew a breath into the palm of his hand, and the light-colored illusion swirled and floated in the palm of his hand with the breeze.
It was a surging black wave and a large lake full of wailing ghosts. It was the sea of suffering that Zuo Chen suppressed in the gambling village at that time.
“This kind of sea of suffering has no thoughts and forms. Compared with malicious magic, it is more like a natural disaster, like a tornado rolling up on the ground, an earth dragon turning over, and a mountain fire surging. . It has a great impact on the world, but it cannot be said to be 'malicious'. The creatures involved will turn into irrational monsters due to pain, just like Jiu'e, even if they had good intentions before falling into the sea of suffering. Control your own abilities."
Everyone nodded, understanding what Zuo Chen meant.
When people suffer from disasters, they will point to the sky and curse God. However, disasters such as flash floods and hurricanes can only be said to be caused by the climate and have nothing to do with God's thoughts.
According to Master Lin Xi’s description, when the sea of suffering overflowed, it was by no means specifically rushing to wreak havoc in one place, but it was torrential and swallowed up a large area of the eternal world.
"And this drop of bitterness," Zuo Chen pointed to the small mud ball on the cart: "It is different. It is consciously controlling the creatures it has infected. When I got close to it, I was under its influence. The trees gathered together to try to stop me, and when I suppressed it, I saw through its breath that it was deliberately controlling a few people to do strange things. "
"This? "
Zhu Laoba shuddered.
The Sea of Bitterness itself is evil enough. If it really still has a will and actively comes to destroy the world, wouldn't it be even more terrifying?
“Back in Xuzhou, I also beheaded a Taoist priest who was eroded by the sea of suffering. He told me at that time that respecting the sea of suffering is equivalent to respecting the way of heaven, which can gain merits, complete merits, and refine the true body. From this eternal life Break away and avoid falling into the sea of suffering.
"If this sea of suffering was really released by Heaven, then the monks back then could not have felt it at all; if it was the will of the sea of suffering that spoke to them at that time, then it was the sea of suffering that had seized the place of merit from Heaven and replaced it.< br>
“In this case, doesn’t it mean that the sea of suffering has a will?
"If this is the case, will Xiao Huanxi and Wu Xiangwang act in accordance with the will of this sea of suffering?"
"But what are they for?" Zhu Laoba still didn't know. Want to understand: "Wouldn't you die in the end if you do this?"
"That's not the case." Guan Goudou frowned. After listening to Zuo Chen's description, he had already figured it out in his mind. He understood the logic of the two sects: "Don't forget, the scholar we met before, not only did he not die, but he also gained a lot of Taoism."
Zhu Laoba thought for a while and finally reacted:
“Those idiots don’t think they can get a new life by entering the sea of suffering.”
“Or they may gain merit by respecting the sea of suffering. I plan to call myself a meritorious saint." Zuo Chen turned over and put away the clay ball: "Of course, all this is just my conjecture, and there is no actual proof yet."
A group of people were squatting on the roadside, looking slightly embarrassed. silence.
If what Zuo Chen said is true, then this matter is really scary.
Under the torrential sea of misery, there are still a group of lunatics with mental problems hiding, waiting for opportunities in this disaster, trying to let the huge waves swallow up the only remaining Central Continent in the world.
"I have to talk to my uncle about this when I see him."
Hu Wen sighed softly.
Zuo Chen’s conjecture was well founded, and Hu Wen had to keep it in mind.
“Don’t worry too much.” Zuo Chen said: “Since the Smiling Buddha has appeared, we will see him sooner or later. When we capture him, we will definitely be able to ask some questions from him. Something comes.”
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In Shangbao City, there is a bustle of people, and the streets are full of vendors selling and shouting. Because Shangbao is close to the woods, most of the street vendors sell melons and fruits.
Pear sticks, jujube rings, peach rings, and preserved fruit attracted greedy children to come over and stare at the little girl and drool.
In a restaurant, the waiter served a platter of chicken and a bottle of wine. While shouting "Guest, you have been waiting for a long time", he walked to a wooden table.
"Sir, here is the roast chicken and wine you ordered." After the waiter put down the plate, his eyes couldn't stop looking at the head of the man sitting on the bench.
This guest is tall and has no hair. Under the sunlight, the top of the melon shell shines dazzlingly.
Like a shining sword.
This is a monk, smiling, kind-hearted, and looking at his face, he is a good person.
The monk rubbed his hands, pulled the roasted chicken and wine pot in front of him, wiped his hands with the slightly dirty monk's robe, then picked up a chicken leg and put it in his mouth to chew .
He poured a small glass of wine and drank it down his throat.
After taking these two bites of delicious food, he narrowed his eyes and showed a look of enjoyment on his face.
"Eating roast chicken with soju, the gods in the sky are not as good as me."
After reciting a limerick that didn't rhyme and didn't flow smoothly, the laughing monk also caught the look in the waiter's eyes, hehe. Smiling, he stroked his bald head with his hand:
"Brother, don't look at me like that. I'm just a wanderer. I don't drink or eat. I get weak easily. If a few people come out on the road and rob me with knives, wouldn't my life be in danger? So that's why. I think Buddha wouldn’t blame me for drinking here.”
"Master, you have seen things thoroughly." Seeing that the monk was easy to talk to and that there were no other customers in the shop, the waiter chatted a few more words with him: "I have met several monks before. They are so stupid and keep chanting "Buddha" and "Buddha" in their mouths. In my opinion, those people are probably not as thorough in their study of Buddhism as you are!"
"You are really evil! I'm just a student, still in the process of learning." The monk said with a smile: "Buddha has profound ideas. I have studied for most of my life, but I still haven't been able to figure it out. I still need to study more. Study. ”
The waiter sighed in his heart.
This is the real master!
How much higher than those so-called eminent monks!
The laughing monk took two more bites, then suddenly paused and let out a long sigh:
"What a pity, what a pity this table has good food."
"Huh?" Just as the waiter was about to go back and rest, he suddenly heard the monk Saying this, my curiosity was aroused: "Master, what's wrong with you? Why did you say this suddenly?"
"I'm going to leave right now, but it's a pity that this table of good food can't be eaten. It’s over.”
The monk sighed.
"Where are you going? You're in such a hurry, why don't you finish your food first and then leave?" the waiter asked curiously.
“A big shot is coming to the city soon. I have some issues with that big shot. If he really catches me here, my head will probably fall off. I have to leave as soon as possible to avoid anything happening. "The trouble."
After saying this, the laughing monk reached out and picked up another chicken leg, put it to his mouth and tore off a large piece, but his eyes were still staring at the whole roast chicken, as if he wanted to Take this chicken together.
"What kind of big shot is this? He actually wants to kill you, Master! He's not a good person, is he?" The waiter was shocked. In fact, he shouldn't have asked this question, but the ridiculous monk's few words turned his curiosity away. I hooked it up, my heart felt itchy, and I subconsciously said it out of my mouth.
Hearing what the waiter said, Laughing Monk nodded solemnly:
"He is not a good person, he is a thief who brings harm to the world. He kills people everywhere because of his superb skills."
He paused for a moment and looked at the waiter with a half-smile: "You should be careful, I see. Your Yintang is a little dark, maybe your life will fall into his hands."
The waiter was so frightened that he shrank his neck and wanted to ask the laughing monk what was going on, but he just couldn't. Seeing the monk put the whole chicken leg into his mouth and pulled down the leg bone, he actually tore off all the meat on the leg.
And he puffed out his cheeks, lifted up his dirty monk's robe, turned around and stepped into the alley.
When the waiter in the shop looked over to catch up, he had already disappeared.
The waiter was stunned for a moment, feeling horrified in his heart.
This is a really masterful man!
Then I became restless.
If such an expert says that he will be in trouble next time, what should he do?
I thought about it for a long time, but I really didn’t have any suitable ideas, so I could only sigh and put away the rest of the food on the plate.
Naturally, he cannot throw away these things. The chicken will be returned to the chopping board, cut into small pieces, and put into other dishes. The unfinished wine will be poured back into the jug for next time.
The waiter quickly took the remaining jug of wine to the wine vat in the backyard, and then poured all the wine in the jug into it.
After he finished pouring, he looked at the wine vat and rubbed his eyes.
Maybe it’s my own illusion.
The waiter in this shop always feels that the vat of wine is a little bit black.
"Forget it, as long as you can drink." The waiter put the matter behind him.
He plans to go out and find a fortune teller after the store closes today to take a good look at how to get rid of his bloody disaster.
Please give me a monthly ticket!
(End of this chapter)