Si Yiyan looked at the sand dunes in the desert in the distance.
The warm and elegant singing of "Heart Sutra of Avalokitesvara" on the mobile phone is like the beautiful and rippling Buddhist sound.
The five aspects of Sanskrit sound: namely, pure and subtle, harmonious and pleasant to hear, clear and transparent, deep and full, and upright, and can be heard all over the world and far away!
The three meanings of Sanskrit sound: namely, the sound is like a sudden thunder, awakening people deeply! Its momentum is transcendent, the verses are elegant and profound! Its sound is wonderful, peaceful and far-reaching!
This is exactly what was recorded before.
There were more than a dozen missed call reminder messages on her mobile phone. Since the day she couldn't contact him, she would call him once a day. She knew that his phone was turned off and he couldn't answer the call, but she still insisted on doing so. She used this method to express her longing for him, and also to remind him that she was waiting for his return in a distant country.
He could almost imagine how disappointed she must have been when her face fell when she heard the cold shutdown tone of the phone.
And the message she sent him.
"The teacher who taught me embroidery was absolutely inhumane. She actually said that my hands were too soft, my finger bones were too stiff, and not flexible enough. She also said that I had no talent for embroidery!!! She said that the snake I embroidered was too twisted and ugly, like an earthworm. I clearly embroidered a dragon! A dragon! A dragon!"
Important things should be said three times.
"There's a charity dinner tomorrow night. What do you think I should wear? Should I wear the black backless dress that Teacher Gu Yihan gave me? Humph! You even lied to me and said you threw it away. If you don't come back soon, I'll wear it and go out to seduce other men!"
As soon as you say you're only wearing it for one person, the clothes will automatically grow legs and go back into the closet.
"Today I played chess with Grandpa. I used all the moves you taught me, but I still lost to him. Grandpa even said that I tried to draw a tiger but ended up drawing a dog. Grandpa is so annoying. He never gives in to me. You must help me get back at him when you come back."
Look, grandpa lost to his own students, isn’t it shameful!
"When I was drawing my eyebrows this morning, I don't know what happened. I couldn't draw them well. No matter how I trimmed them, the two sides were different. Later, Zhou Tianyu laughed at me. Come back and draw my eyebrows for me soon."
Si Yiyan never tires of enjoying the pleasure of painting eyebrows.
"Ahh... Why is embroidery so difficult? When will you come back? If you don't come back soon, I'm going to pluck out all the hair on my head! Plucking out hair really hurts!"
Si Yiyan couldn't help but laugh.
I could almost imagine her covering her painful scalp with a look of annoyance and frustration on her face.
At this time, the sound of footsteps came closer and closer.
There were heavy footsteps and a creaking sound on the yellow sand. I knew without looking that Xu Chenyu was coming.
"Tsk! You actually still believe in Buddhism!" Xu Chenyu sneered without any courtesy.
After spending these days together, he knew better than anyone what kind of person Si Jiu was.
He is the most lonely person with a dark heart and evil hands. How can such a person have kindness? In his eyes, there are only principles, rules, and bottom lines that he abides by, and there is no moral or legal constraint.
"I don't believe it now!"
Si Yiyan's gaze penetrated the scorching sun and fell on the distant, vague pagoda illusion blurred by the wind and sand, and the warm and elegant Buddhist chanting sounded in his ears.
"If you don't believe in Buddhism, why are you listening to the Guanyin Heart Sutra? Are you bored?"
Xu Chenyu had heard that the more blood-stained a person's hands were and the more they committed sins, the more they believed in Buddhism. They believed that Buddhism could wash away their sins and karma, help them overcome all disasters, and that after death they would be led by the Buddha, exempted from the sufferings of the eighteen levels of hell, and thus be liberated.
Some wealthy people are even willing to spend all their money to build a golden statue of Buddha, willing to spend a fortune just to get a string of rosary from a monk, or even go bankrupt just for a volume of Buddhist scriptures, but are unwilling to donate the money they earn to charities or people in need.
In Xu Chenyu's opinion, these so-called Buddhists are just seeking peace of mind because they have done too many evil things.
“I don’t believe in Buddhism, but I believe in people who chant Buddhist verses.”
Because, Buddha cannot help him transcend, but she is the one who can help him achieve nirvana!
So, he changed his belief of more than twenty years and began to firmly believe in the girl who made such a promise to him.
"I am most impatient with people like you who have blood on their hands but still like to pretend to be righteous. If you really believe in Buddhism and want to serve the Buddha, why don't you become a monk and worship the Buddha? Why are you competing with me for a woman?" Xu Chenyu just finished his impatient words and reacted: "What did I just say?"
You don’t believe in Buddhism, but you believe in people who chant Buddhist verses
Xu Chenyu was stunned, and the sound of Sanskrit in his ears was so pure and peaceful: "Damn, isn't this a warm and elegant voice?"
Xu Chenyu, who was slow to react, only reacted at this time.
It wasn't his fault that he hadn't recognized it before, but it was because Wen Xinya's voice, when she chanted this kind of Buddhist verse, was more ethereal and mysterious than usual. If one didn't listen carefully, one couldn't distinguish her voice at all.
Si Yiyan slowly turned off the recording and put away his phone: "I am not Sakyamuni. I gave up my royal status, my wife and children, and became a monk just to escape the suffering of birth, old age, sickness and death and achieve nirvana."
Xu Chenyu sneered and said, "You are definitely a high-level black. Sakyamuni has never offended you."
The Buddha is beyond the realm of mortals, but when it comes out of his mouth, it completely changes its meaning, as if he becomes a bastard who is unfaithful, abandons his wife and children.
"I just can't understand why someone would be willing to abandon their beautiful wife and become an ascetic. Such behavior is simply - stupid!"
At the beginning, the eminent monk who wrote his fortune once told him that he had Buddha nature and Buddha heart, and was the reincarnation of the Buddha. Therefore, there was no peach blossom in his life. He was destined to be alone, but he had a strong affinity with Buddhism.
However, there is a trace of suffering in one's life, which is a trace of cause and effect planted in the previous life. If one can understand the cause and effect and practice Buddhism, one will definitely be able to achieve the right result and transcend all living beings.
If one cannot cross over, he will fall into the path of Asura, and after death he will suffer the eighteen kinds of hell, never to be able to return!
And his little bit of suffering was warmth and elegance!
Because of unknown causes and effects in that life, he had a connection with Wen Xinya in the previous life.
But because of fate, we missed each other in the end.
The cause and effect of the previous life has been transferred to this life. The accumulation of cause and effect of two lives has exchanged for the love in this life!
If he were asked to lay down his butcher knife, abandon Wen Xinya, and follow the Buddhist scriptures, he would be totally unable to do it.
Xu Chenyu suddenly felt irritated: "Shakyamuni was born with seven steps of lotus! How can you mortals compare to him!" After saying that, he bit the cigarette butt in his mouth fiercely: "Damn! I am really crazy to say such meaningless words to someone like you who holds a butcher knife but always quotes Buddhist allusions."
Don’t believe in Buddhism!
But the belief is warm and elegant!
Holding the butcher knife, stained with blood.
But his mouth is full of Buddhist verses and allusions.
He thought, he suddenly understood why Wen Xinya liked Si Jiu.
He will never be able to be Si Jiu, because his beliefs have already been given to the country and the nation!