Suzaku

The Monster Who Loves Learning

It was late at night, and the moon was not visible in the sky for some reason, but the sky was covered with stars. Summer nights are always more lively than other seasons. Yi Tianxing sits by the pond not far outside his small black room, smelling the scent of flowers and plants coming from nowhere, and feeling the wind blowing on the pond around him. With a faint wet smell, he closed his eyes and looked up at the sky at a forty-six-degree angle.

He has always been puzzled by his own body, and always feels that he is an anomalous person and must be a monster, but he can’t believe these strange things, so he always wants to find some reasonable explanations, but unfortunately, with him Now I have the ability to memorize the six high school physics textbooks backwards, and there is no possibility of explaining clearly from the physics aspect at all.

So he decided to go to metaphysics, but felt that those masters were too naive. He had no choice but to turn to martial arts novels to seek psychological balance. Seeing the masters in the books flying around in the sky would give him some comfort, and he thought to himself: Look, this is the man of God, who is much better than me. Sometimes I read Jin Yong When reading novels, I always fantasized that I was not born this way, but read the Shaolin Temple’s innate body-protecting zhenqi. It’s a pity, this rhetoric can’t even deceive myself.

I don’t know which comrade who lives on philosophy said that human beings will always place their ultimate hope in solving unknowable things on religion. Yi Tianxing is no exception, an authentic Chinese boy, naturally he refuses to carry the old covenant on his back, and he likes the cute appearance of the little angel with wings, so it is logical that he hates Jehovah, the old pervert, so Start practicing Zen. The so-called practice of Zen, to him, is actually the same as practicing physics. After reading some Buddhist scriptures from the city library, he goes home and memorizes them blindly. If there is a Buddha in the western sky, I am afraid that he will be completely nirvana by this blunt childish big Buddha and small Buddha.

He recently read the Three Flavors Sutra of Zen Meditation, which mentioned the five antidote methods. When Yi Tianxing read Buddhist scriptures, he was asking for a prescription for curing diseases. This was right for his appetite, so he read it carefully and memorized it in his mind. It is written in the book that these five anti-remedies are: if there are many people, the method of impurity will be cured; if there are many angry people, the method of compassion will be cured; ; Divide people into equal parts, and use the Dharma door to cure them.

Previously, he was lighting a small dim light bulb of twenty-five watts in the small dark room, while scratching his head and looking at it, he still couldn’t figure out what kind of disease he was, and what method should be used to cure it. So the blind cat hit the dead mouse and picked a lot of idiots. His idea is simple: if those bastards have his own weird physical ability, he will laugh every day, and he will not be as frowning like himself. Just like winning a Xiali car in a lottery in a shopping mall, if some people don’t like it but worry about whether it’s a trick, then in the eyes of the world, it must be a top-notch idiot.

So he carefully read the Dharma Door of Contemplating Causes and Conditions, which he regarded as a special treatment for the disease of ignorance. But after reading some words about ignorance, behavior and thinking, his whole head was dizzy, and then he looked at the door of breath to see some taste, especially the word “stop and view”If the body is clear again, there is no body at all, which cannot be grasped by hand; the body is like the sea, and the five desires are not tired.

He vaguely thought he understood something, but in fact he still didn’t understand anything. Yi Tianxing is definitely not the first person in the world to memorize Zen like him by rote. Thinking about those monks who could not read big characters in ancient times, they probably used the secret book of cramming to become a Buddha. But it’s rare to see a guy like him who has learned something by rote and then starts to get flustered.

In fact, he didn’t realize anything, he just recognized a truth, that is: don’t care.

I don’t even care about myself, whether I am possessed by a monster or the reincarnation of a holy baby, maybe I am just a genetic mutation. The world is so sad, why do you want to think so much? Okay, if those bastards came to him, even though his physical strength could be compared with that of a tank, there was no reason for him to stick his head there and be hit by others.

Yi Tianxing thought he had figured out a great truth, and his mood became better, so he sat by the pond and began to enjoy the cool.

This pond is actually the crater left after the explosion in 1977. As the accumulated rain increased, it gradually became a pond with green weeds floating on the surface. Yi Tianxing didn’t know about this matter, let alone that he was picked up by his grandfather on the day of the explosion. He just always felt a little strange. Whenever he was bored, he would calm down immediately by sitting on the edge of this pond.

It hasn’t rained in the past few days, and the water in the pond is not muddy. Yi Tianxing yelled and stripped himself naked, and jumped into the water in the night, causing a burst of waves.

Suddenly he felt a little itchy on his back, so he picked a pebble from the pond, breathed out, split it in half with his palm, and gestured in the palm of his hand, then picked the sharper one, and pressed it hard on himself. The body was planed up.

Fortunately, the small black house he lives in is remote, and there are no people around at night, and no one wants to approach this place that is always full of stench. If you don’t see someone using sharp stones as towels, I don’t know what they would think.

Yi Tianxing was just playing with the water, and he had to go to Gonghe Village to plan food after a while, so he didn’t make soap, but just rubbed the stone on his body for fun. He looked at the Qingping floating on the water, and listened The frogs croaked in the crevices of the pond, and my mood gradually calmed down, and then I thought of the scene of riding home with Zou Leilei in the afternoon.

At that time, he was caught in the weird feeling that one person defeated a group of people unreasonably, so he asked Zou Leilei cautiously: “Tell me, what if I am really a monster?”

Zou Leilei’s answer at that time made him feel very good, very natural, and very in line with Yi Tianxing’s imagination of an ideal partner. The girl opened her big black crystal-like eyes and said seriously:

“Then let me see you turn into a monster first, then I can decide what to do. If you can become a little more handsome than you are now, that would be a good thing.”

Thinking of these words, Yi Tianxing laughed in the pond. He went ashore, threw a stone into the water, startled the frogs and insects, scratched the fish Xia Meng, and turned back into the small black room , put on my ugly pair of black jeans, put on the blue overalls from some textile factory, put on the torn straw hat with thorns on the side, and clutched the handkerchief that couldn’t be washed white That’s right, it was the set of work clothes he used to pick out the tatters every night, wandering around, lingering around watching the scenery, as if Su Dongpo was visiting some monk at night, he went to the garbage mountain in Gonghe Village. :