Chapter 148

Some things, we all do, become customs.

For example, reciting the Buddha's name, for example, choosing a few days to eat fast in a year These things make everyone more or less strange. When are you used to doing these things? In memory of Luyuan Bodhisattva? In order to be a family for a few days?

Festival customs as human activities, in fact, most of the time is to give people a busy or leisurely reason. Let's get together to do something and have fun socializing. It doesn't matter why or how.

So customs are really annoying to some people. They don't like to socialize, and they don't want to do things that are superfluous.

But no matter what kind of people are inseparable from the pure land.

The word "pure land" has vitality. It's hard for anyone to say what pure land stands for, but it's obvious that a person who can't enter the pure land will be excluded. This exclusion is not due to the superior mood, but because of the generation gap. It is useless to reason with the deaf and show the blind pictures.

If you don't enter the pure land, you don't know the world.

Luyuan Bodhisattva created a world for the world. In this regard, it is not too much to commemorate him, to thank him and to hold festivals for him.

People always put all praise words on Lu Yuan Bodhisattva. As if it is not a cloud of history, Bodhisattva is the long beam in everyone's heart.

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As usual, Li dingxun recited "Bodhisattva without deer in the South" in his room.

Futon, incense burner, hanging painting, quiet room everything, the little child sitting on his knees, voice squeezed out from the mouth of the immature teeth, he did not put in mind.

This became a very procedural work. At some time, Li dingxun heard a slight echo, as if there was a transparent person chanting the Buddha's name in a corner of the quiet room.

It's too light for him to realize now.

Li dingxun squinted around.

In the dark room, there was a light smell of smoke. There was some quiet outside. The maids were cleaning up the bedroom, putting candlesticks, bottles and cans together. The impact of the utensils would make a fragmentary sound.

All in all, the room is quiet.

A quiet way to make a child cry.

The moonlight, white and bright, came in from the round window on the east wall. The shadow on the ground was the shape of the window pane. It was a continuous "blessing". The light was slanting and shining at the foot of the wall, and the word "blessing" was also bent.

Looking at the round window, there were some mosquitoes flying, but they were also afraid of smoke, so they didn't come in to bite Li dingxun.

After listening carefully for a while, there was no second voice.

So Li dingxun read the name of Buddha several times.

He told himself that there was no one. But there seems to be another sound in my ear.

I have to get out of here.

Li dingxun stood up and went to the door.

The light step is like a shadow. Li dingxun froze. The closer to the door, the louder the second step.

Back to Sure enough, the footsteps are getting lighter.

I still have to go.

Li dingxun was silent, but he couldn't come up with any countermeasures.

There's only one thought in my mind - go.

I don't know if the idea is too strong to lead to hallucinations. In short, he feels something is shining.

It's not something that's shining, it's the whole quiet room that's shining.

The darkness retreated, but not the walls.

The golden light is like a fire on the canvas, burning the surface world and presenting the real world.

The golden world.

Li dingxun looked at everything in front of him, everything that would not appear in his dream.

Mountains and sea, jewelry, lush vegetation.

And the mountains in the center of the world.

Li dingxun walked forward involuntarily to the mountain, because he saw something behind the mountain.

There's light. Besides light, there's branches. The light is in the middle of the branch.

There are only waves in the lonely world. The waves come and go gently, whirring.

Li dingxun walked carefully. The waves of the sea made him feel that it was a piece of cloth with ups and downs. So he stepped on it, and it did not sink. Looking at the vast world, he walked quickly. All the journey was shortening, so that he could hear the wind blowing in his ears when he went out.

A strong sense of vision is constantly pouring into my heart.

He set foot on a heavy mountain, the mountain road is full of carvings, stone statues, and sentences.

The statues are all Bodhisattvas with antlers, but he can't understand many sentences.

Some long speeches will have titles, such as the first edition of the new King Kong Sutra and the notes to the new Lengyan Sutra.

There are also some short ones. It's a biography.

Most of these sentences are very popular and concise, but the amount of information is very large. Li dingxun reluctantly read a few of them. He only knew that it was called holy land, and there were 14 people who lived here.

Are these statues and things left by these fourteen people? It's very patient to look at the mountains and fields.Going on, he came to the foot of the highest mountain. Looking up, the wonderful fragrance of flowers fell like rain, and bit by bit penetrated into his skin. Li dingxun felt extremely comfortable.

He climbed a distance and encountered a large sea of flowers on a mountain plain. Every blue Epiphyllum is like the moon in the water, floating and rippling, but it has so much vitality. Although the tough stems and petals are shaking, they don't mean to break and fall.

Li dingxun wanted to pick one, but he was afraid that the flowers would blame him for his rudeness.

So don't pick it.

After climbing the mountain, I saw a huge statue on the back.

Among the numerous and beautiful antlers, the pure white sun is already a little dim, and it seems that it will be dark soon.

What is the pure land like in the dark?

The White Pearl of light darkened, and then the pure land was swallowed by the night.

In the dark, the jewels are like the moon, the dark purple dome is beautiful, the blue sea of flowers is shimmering, and the sea at the foot of the mountain is shimmering.

A perfect place is beautiful at all times.

Li dingxun looks up. The night sky is mysterious and attractive. The mountains on the skyline are like the seal of gems. This Amethyst is tightly clenched. Human beings stand on the mountain, as if the dome can be reached. But he stands on tiptoe, straightens his arms, and only touches the air with his fingertips.

After jumping a few times and stepping on a piece of gravel, Li dingxun stumbled down the slope.

No pain, just feel into a roller, Li dingxun so constantly rolling down, and then fell into a secret cave.

Bang!

Landing, strong impact feeling, getting up, patting clothes.

The dark cavern was extremely narrow. Li dingxun squinted, groped around and soon ran into the wall.

There were small pits on the wall. He carefully pressed the pits. These were the inscriptions on the wall, not simple pits.

An illusory soul emerged from the wall. The high cockscomb hat looked like a sharp knife, which startled Li dingxun.

"Finally, I'm waiting for someone! Boy, it's you. I'll teach you all the limitless Dharma