Real World Simulator

real world.

It was already bright outside the window.

Wu Wen was sleeping soundly on the bed.

Because the curtains were not fully closed last night, a ray of sunlight shone through the curtains just above Wu Wen's eyelids.

Stimulated by the light, Wu Wen's eyelids trembled up and down, and in the next second, his eyes slowly opened, and the hazy eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of tulle.

"Um……"

As soon as Wu Wen woke up, she couldn't help stretching out her hand to her forehead.

The tingling between his brows made his mind, which had been a little confused, a little clearer.

Wu Wen got out of bed slowly, looked up and looked around, and it took a while before she remembered where her bathroom was.

Walking to the bathroom, Wu Wen stared blankly at herself in the mirror.

He reached out and stroked his hair.

"The little monk's hair... no! Uh..."

As soon as Wu Wen thought about it, she felt a huge memory emerge in her mind, but soon, this memory was smoothed by an invisible force, and then these memories changed from a waterfall to a flowing water, and slowly flowed from her mind. As the flow passed, the frenzied eyebrows began to calm down slowly.

Wu Wen rested for more than half an hour before sorting out the memories in her mind.

This memory spans nearly fifty years.

But fortunately, the memory is not continuous, only some important memories are kept, and some useless and cumbersome memories are all forgotten.

The memory left behind is like a TV series with more than ten episodes, except that the protagonist is himself.

This feeling is very familiar to him.

"So... this time in this parallel world... I am a monk?!!!"

Wu Wen stroked his hair. Maybe he just woke up. When he looked in the mirror, he always felt that his hair looked a bit obtrusive.

"No no no!"

Wu Wen realized the horror of her thought, and shuddered all over.

Now that he has a wife and a daughter, how could he have the idea of ​​becoming a monk? !

"Amitabha!"

How can I.

Wu Wen was stunned for a moment.

Looking at the hands that didn't know when they folded together in the mirror, his face was numb.

Chen Xue had already gone to work early.

Different from Wu Wen, Wu Wen's video up host is a freelancer. As an accountant, she has to go to work early every day. These days happen to be the end of the month. Chen Xue said that she is too busy.

Therefore, only he can sleep until he wakes up naturally every day, but Chen Xue has to get up at 7 o'clock every morning, pack up, and then drive to the company to go to work.

And what Wu Wen said in the past, as a video up host, he actually lived more anxiously than Chen Xue, even if he became popular later and made a little money, he was even more anxious.

Every day, I have to worry about the copywriting and themes of the video, but in addition to these, I also need to shoot and edit the film, and everything is done by myself.

It seems to be a freelance job, but the mental state is worse than before going to work.

But since awakening the memory of the parallel world.

Although he is still repeating the cycle of finding themes and thinking about copywriting every day, after realizing these little adventures, he has become more confident.

In addition, many things in the parallel world can arouse his imagination.

Before I knew it, I had accumulated a lot of fantastic ideas, the videos were getting better and better, and I was making a lot of money.

Therefore, Wu Wen never felt that it was a burden to memorize the parallel world.

Even in the morning he would be affected by memory and inexplicably want to be a monk!

After a little tinkering, Wu Wen walked out of the room.

When he went out, it was almost ten o'clock, his wife went to work, his daughter went to school, and his mother probably went for a walk, so he was the only one in the house now.

When he came to the kitchen, millet porridge and some steamed buns were heated for him in the rice cooker.

After he took it out skillfully, he put it on the dining table, and after arranging the plates, he looked at the fragrant millet porridge in the rice, the white steamed bun beside him, and the mustard on his side.

It was obviously just steamed buns with pickled mustard, plus a millet porridge. He had long been tired of eating breakfast in the past, but now in a trance, he just felt joy in his heart.

With such a delicious meal, how can you not feel happy?

With a serene smile on her face, Wu Wen sat upright, her eyes were plain but bright.

He clasped his hands silently, and then skillfully recited the "Supporting Mantra"

"To make offerings to the pure dharmakaya Vairocana Buddha, the perfect sambhogakaya Lushana Buddha, billions of incarnations Shakyamuni Buddha, Maitreya Buddha who will be reborn in the future, Amitabha Buddha in the Land of Ultimate Bliss, and all Buddhas of the ten directions and three times."

"Porridge has ten benefits, and it benefits pedestrians. The fruit is boundless, and it is always happy after all."

".May all living beings, do everything they do, and have all the Buddha's teachings."

Wu Wen fluently recited the "Second Temporary Linzhai Ritual" that seemed to be engraved in his bones.

"Two-time Linzhai Ritual" is a sutra that needs to be recited before and after eating as a monk.

As a monk, before the morning and noon fasting offerings, you must first make offerings to the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, then monks and other practitioners, and finally make offerings to those who give food and drink with the Dharma when you are finishing your fast.

This is the so-called offering to the Three Jewels of Buddhism, Dharma, and Sangha.

In his memory, he had been reading it for nearly sixty years, so, just in a trance, he blurted out this scripture that he could memorize without needing to memorize it.

After finishing reading, Wu Wen froze.

He looked at his clasped hands as if he had just woken up from a dream, and then hurriedly separated them as if something unclean was stuck in his palms, and then nervously shook his head to look around.

After confirming that his mother had gone out, and today was also Monday, and the child had gone to school, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ah"

Wu Wen laughed suddenly, then shook her head, picked up the steamed bun, and was about to bite it down, but when she was about to bite it, she stopped suddenly.

In the past, he always ate like this, stuttering, drinking, eating wildly and fast, and his mother told him how many times he was reincarnated as a hungry ghost.

He wanted to eat like this in the previous posture.

But just when he was about to do this, a thought naturally emerged in his mind that he should respect food and chew slowly so that food can be better absorbed.

Don't think about it, this is what he thought when he was "unknown".

Wu Wen didn't want to pay attention to it at first, so she wanted to use this method to resist the instinct brought by memory.

But immediately, what came to his mind was the tragedies he had seen and encountered in his memory when he was in the famine.

I remembered those demons who ate people in the temple.

I remembered the pale bones on the road.

So, he finally corrected his sitting posture, no longer a very casual look.

Drink porridge, eat steamed buns, with pickled mustard

Wu Wen chewed slowly, earnestly enjoying this breakfast that he didn't feel any emotion in the past.

Although Wu Wen chewed slowly, she actually did not eat slowly.

After a while, Wu Wen finished all these breakfasts.

He restrained himself from wanting to continue with the idea of ​​"Zhaizhai".

But even so, he felt as if he had been sublimated even though he had only had breakfast.

He knew that it was "no news" at work.

no!

Can't go on like this!

Wu Wen found that the memory brought by her in this parallel world seemed a bit strong this time.

Perhaps it was because in that world, besides being a monk, he was even an eminent monk who could be called a true Buddha.

Therefore, Wu Wen found that although the memory of "Wuwen" is very low-key, his influence on her physical instincts is very great!

Respecting the instinct of food, he felt he could maintain it.

But chanting scriptures is unnecessary!

He realized that he needed a way to digest these memories.

The memory this time is no less than that of the scientist himself last time.

Wu Wen remembered that when she was digesting the memories of the previous world, she made a lot of jokes in the early stage.

And this time he is a monk again, with such an identity, if he is not careful, if he does what he just did in front of his family, he is afraid that his mother will think that his eldest son is stimulated by some kind of stimulus and wants to become a monk, then GG up.

Therefore, it is imperative to digest memory as soon as possible.

However, after all, he is also an old man who has gone through the baptism of memory several times, and he is also good at absorbing and digesting memories.

The best way to get a quick digest is to get out.

go outside!

And interact more with people outside.

When you can be outside, you don’t need to control yourself and let your memory control what you do. As long as you vent the influence of these memories at the beginning, the impact of subsequent memories will be much smaller.

This is the experience he summed up last time.

In this way, the memory will be digested faster.

Moreover, the people outside are all strangers, and no one knows anyone.

Don't be afraid to lose face!

So, an hour later.

"Hey! Young man! The gate is not open here. Enter the temple and go to the arch next to it. Remember to buy tickets~"

An old man next to him saw a young man standing in a daze on the opposite side of "Lin'an Temple". He just looked at the temple but didn't move his feet. He thought it was because he saw that the temple door was closed and didn't know how to get in. He kindly reminded him for a moment.

"Oh, ok, thank you benefactor for the reminder"

After Wu Wen was awakened by the old man's words, she put her palms together in front of him, and then said to the old man in a flat but charming voice.

The moment Wu Wen turned around, the old man inexplicably felt that this young man had an inexplicable affinity, and also had the feeling of meeting that kind of eminent master.

Shaking her head, when she looked again, Wu Wen had already walked slowly to the small door next to her, scanned the QR code to buy a ticket, just like ordinary tourists, and disappeared at the door after a while.

"Hey, that's weird, Laohua committed another crime? Why did I feel like he was glowing just now?"

"Monk? But he has hair!"

Seeing Wu Wen's disappearing figure, the old man muttered with a strange expression.

Wu Wen walked into the temple gate with a devout face.

"Lin'an Temple".

As the most famous temple in Tokai City.

This temple is not only the largest temple in Yuanhai City, but also a famous scenic spot.

There is a famous Buddhist school here, which is the kind that recruits people to become monks and pays them back wages.

The requirements are not high, as long as you can memorize a few scriptures and have a master's degree or above.

Of course, tourists are not allowed to enter the area of ​​the Buddhist school. Everyone can only visit the main halls outside, burn incense and donate some merit money.

In the tourist area, you will not even see a few monks.

After Wu Wen came out, he didn't know why, so he came here staggeringly.

Then looking at the gorgeous temple gate of Lin'an Temple, I was in a daze silently.

It wasn't until the old man woke him up that he bought a ticket to go in.

After entering the temple, what Wu Wen saw was a square dozens of times larger than the temple he last stayed in.

In the center of the square, a gourd-shaped cauldron with a height of five meters stood in the center.

White mist curled up from the vent holes above the cauldron.

There is also a stainless steel merit incense burner in front of the cauldron.

The incense burner is filled with incense.

A nun came forward with an iron bucket, stretched out her hand and pulled out the incense burner that hadn't been lit for a long time, and then pressed the incense into the iron bucket to extinguish the fire.

"Why"

Wu Wen stretched out her hand with a look of pity on her face, but he quickly realized that without saying a word, she watched the nun fill a bucket with the incense, then came to the side of the incense burner with the iron bucket in her hand, and opened it. The side cover of the incense burner reveals the fire pit inside.

Like taking out trash, the nun poured the incense into the firepit, closed the lid, and left.

After she emptied the censer of meritorious deeds, the tourists behind would naturally come forward, and some of them would bow to the heaven and earth and the censer with a little ceremony, and after closing their eyes and meditating a few words, they inserted the three sticks of incense into the censer. In the incense burner.

Some tourists, on the other hand, just follow the process. After lighting a cigarette, they waved their hands perfunctorily, and then randomly inserted three sticks of incense into the incense burner, regardless of whether the incense was upright or upside down, they just inserted it and left.

The people behind followed closely, and after a while, the incense burner that had been cleared once was filled with new incense again.

Obviously, this can be regarded as the peak of incense, but Wu Wen looked at the full sandalwood in the incense burner, her eyes were full of confusion and a trace of sentimentality.

Wu Wen looked at the backs of those tourists and sighed, then he stepped forward silently, took out three sticks of incense, lit the incense, stood still in front of the incense burner, and then slowly bowed down.

Recite the verses in praise of the Buddha.

Two prayers to recite the opening scriptures

Paying homage to the monk treasure three times is inconceivable

After three prostrations, Wu Wen stood up and looked at the censer filled to the brim with a chuckle. Then she imitated the previous tourists and inserted her own incense into the censer that looked like a hedgehog.

Then Wu Wen walked slowly into the palace.

Looking at the three-foot-high golden body of Buddha sitting upright on the stage covered in gold paint, Wu Wen clasped her hands together and said in a low voice.

"Namo Amitabha."

Then, looking at the tourists kneeling on the futon in front of the Buddha and chanting words, he smiled and turned to go out.

The most popular scenic spot in Lin'an Temple is the Hundred Buddha Pagoda behind the palace.

The Pagoda has seven floors.

It is built on the highest terrain in Lin'an City.

There are naturally countless Buddha statues enshrined on these hundred stupas.

It is said that the top layer is dedicated to the relics of eminent monks.

Tourists can only go up to the fifth floor, and the sixth and seventh floors are locked by iron gates.

In the pagoda, except for the densely packed Buddha statues of different sizes and shapes on the wall, the middle part is covered with colored ribbons, and a wooden sign is hung on the lower part of the colored ribbons.

These wooden signs are offering places for tourists to buy.

Wu Wen asked, the lowest enshrined place is 500 a piece, and 500 will be added for each floor up.

A place of worship on the fifth floor costs 2,500 oceans.

After Wu Wen finished asking, she stepped up to the pagoda.

Looking at the densely packed offering plaques in the pagodas on each floor, his expression was complicated and inexplicable.

After arriving at the fifth floor, Wu Wen stood inside the guardrail, looking at the panoramic view of Lin'an Temple under the tower, with mixed feelings in her heart.

In the end, he could only sigh faintly, and then he opened his mouth to read.

"My Buddha"