Chapter 136 Mu Kui: Asking a monk to interpret a dream
At night.
In the Buddhist hall, the candlelight flickered, and the preacher sat cross-legged on a futon, facing the golden body of the Buddha, with his hands clasped together, and a string of rosary beads hanging between his big thumb and index finger.
He recited scriptures softly.
Confessing.
According to the rules of the Buddha Temple, Buddhism is open to all monks who have the heart to worship Buddha.
According to the rules of the Buddha Temple, when preaching to other monks, they should not be disgusted by their nature, hate them by their evil nature, or expel them because of their stupidity.
The Buddha saves all things and saves all sentient beings.
All living beings have spirits, and they are all predestined to the Buddha.
He wanted to expel Mu Kui, but he felt disgusted because of his dull qualifications and violated the precepts.
And this is his fiftieth confession.
The preaching monk's name is Huikong. His own cultivation is not in the human realm, but because of his deep understanding of Buddhism, he has become one of the thousands of preaching elders in the Buddha Temple.
He once transformed to kill evil people, and also transformed into an evil demon.
But that Mu Kui...
I really can't help him!
Breaking the wooden fish is just one of them.
Huikong once asked Mu Kui to abandon the wooden fish and recite scriptures instead.
A second ago, Mu Kui could write down the contents of the sutra, but when he was reciting the sutra, he hesitated for a while, unable to utter a few words, and then said that he had forgotten it!
Huikong could tell that Mu Kui was a body-refining monk.
He asked him to chop wood and meditate to refine his state of mind.
But this thing is simply exaggerated!
Chopping wood can split the ground! Even more so when meditating! The other monks were so shocked that they thought it was a divine punishment!
Huikong also endured these.
The issue is!
If the Buddha Temple forces outside monks to chant sutras and recite Buddha's name, it will meet the daily needs of these monks.
Mu Kui is already a Yuandan monk, but like a monk in the lower four realms, he often feels hungry in his belly. If there are no pills, monster meat, etc. to replenish Qi and blood, he needs to eat spiritual rice!
If you want to eat spiritual rice, just eat it. The Buddhist temple family has a great cause, so they won’t be reluctant to eat spiritual rice.
But that Mu Kui is so edible! One person is worth a hundred people, and in four months he has eaten up several years of spiritual rice reserves in this temple!
If this continues, this temple will be eaten up by Mu Kui!
Every year, the Buddha Temple has limited rations for its subordinate temples. In order to ensure the daily supplies for other monks, Huikong spent all his spiritual crystals and even sold his own golden bowl some time ago!
Today, he no longer has the high-quality wooden fish at the bottom of the box, nor the golden bowl for preaching that he received from the Buddha Temple when he became a preaching monk. Definitely the poorest elder in the Buddha Temple since its establishment! none of them!
Just be poor if you are poor, it is something external to you.
Huikong still has this awareness.
but……
"Buddha, when will this day end!" Huikong was going crazy.
Mu Kuilai will not leave here. Those who fail to chant sutras and recite Buddha's name according to the rules of the Buddhist temple cannot be expelled if they do not want to.
As an elder, he is well versed in Buddhist teachings, and he cannot lie and lie about Mu Kui's qualifications.
It's a dead end with no way out.
If Mu Kuilai stays here, he is like a vampire, sooner or later he will be sucked dry!
Originally Huikong thought that if he could sacrifice himself to save others, it would be considered a meritorious deed.
"But Buddha, that Mu Kui is really insurmountable! He is just a bad guy!" Huikong cried.
After saying this, he suddenly woke up again, dripping with cold sweat.
As an eminent monk, he actually used vulgar words to insult others. This is a violation of the precepts of anger!
He had no choice but to start repenting again and reciting scriptures.
"A person who is angry does not know what is good or what is not good, does not recognize the blessings of sin, does not know the benefits and harms, does not remember himself, and will fall into the evil path."
"The Sutra says that all sentient beings should have good roots and no doubt."
"Those who remain angry and confused are guilty of Pāluāṇi."
"..."
The sound of chanting causes the Buddha Dharma in Huikong's body to rotate.
At the same time, the Buddha's golden body shone with golden light again, the Buddha's light enveloped the Buddhist hall, and the Buddha's voice rose and fell one after another.
Half an hour later.
After the sutra, the Buddha's light faded and Huikong opened his eyes again.
The venom was gone from his eyes, he was neither angry nor angry, and there was a profound smile on his lips, like an eminent monk.
"Elder, Mu Kui wants to see you." A young novice came inside to report.
"..."
Hearing this, Huikong's face suddenly stiffened, and the eminent monk's appearance instantly collapsed.
Soon, there was another person in the Buddhist hall.
This man was holding a meter-high rice bucket and was chattering. While talking, he used his huge palm to grab a handful of spiritual rice from the rice bucket and stuffed it into his mouth.
After the meal, the man did not forget to ask the young monk to prepare more than ten cups of spiritual tea to quench his thirst.
This feeling and scene caught my eye.
Although Huikong was still sitting cross-legged on the futon with his eyes slightly closed, the corners of his mouth were twitching like an epilepsy.
"An angry person doesn't know what is good or what is not good, and he doesn't see sins and blessings..." He started chanting sutras again.
Sudden.
"belch--"
Mu Kui had enough tea and rice and burped.
The sound of the hiccup is dull and loud, and can even bring up strong wind, which makes the sky become chaotic.
Now, he could no longer recite the sutra.
"Why do you..." Taking a deep breath, Huikong tried hard to suppress his "angry" thoughts and asked, "Why do you have to come here to eat?"
"Come and ask the eminent monk to interpret the dream." Mu Kui replied instantly.
"..."
Huikong was speechless.
The answer was wrong. He asked about the meal, and Mu Kui said about dream interpretation.
Can we continue talking today? !
"What dream?" Huikong asked again as he pressed his temples hard.
Mu Kui straightened his expression, and when he was about to speak, he frowned.
After carefully recalling it for a long time, he scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "...I forgot."
"..."
Huikong is going crazy!
"But I remember the other dream clearly." Mu Kui added.
Huikong did not respond and closed his eyes again.
"Someone told me in my dream that I was the reincarnation of the Emperor Wu. I wanted to break the sky with my strength and ascend to the sky, but was suppressed by the heaven!" Mu Kui said.
"What?!"
Huikong opened his eyes suddenly.
Cultivators rarely dream, and if they do, there must be a reason.
It may be a warning, or something from the previous life, or the gradual emergence of inner demons, so it must be treated with caution.
If what Mu Kui said is true, there are only two possibilities.
It is really the reincarnation of the Great Emperor, or he has an obsession with the Great Emperor and has inner demons!
"Every time you break through, are there any strange phenomena in the world?" Huikong asked with a straight face.
"No." Mu Kui shook his head.
"Have you ever had some memories that are not related to you?"
"No."
"..."
Huikong was silent and looked at Mu Kui strangely.
There are no strange phenomena caused by the complete Emperor Source, and no memories, so it is impossible to be the reincarnation of the Great Emperor.
That is the inner demon?
But Mu Kui is dull, honest, and stupid. Logically speaking, a cultivator with such a personality should have nothing to do with the inner demon.
"Put your head forward, I will use the Dharma to explore your sea of consciousness." Huikong said.
Mu Kui had no objection and immediately leaned forward.
This made Huikong shake his head helplessly.
The sea of consciousness is an important part of a cultivator. If it is slightly damaged, he will become a fool.
He did not expect that Mu Kui trusted him so much that he was completely defenseless.
"Well, today I will explore your inner demon! And save you!" Huikong became serious and reminded: "The Dharma is gentle and will not damage your sea of consciousness. But if the sea of consciousness is peeped at, it will cause the cultivator to feel strong pain. You need to be patient later."
"Okay!" Mu Kui still replied in seconds.
