The God and Buddha are actually me
Chapter 388 Lotus Dharma, Bodhi Wish
Zhang Jiuyang looked at the elegant gentleman in plain clothes and gray hair in front of him, as if he remembered the teachers who taught in the mountains in his previous life.
They seemed to have the same qualities.
It was just that Mr. Meng had to teach his students how to survive too early because of his special experience and the darkness and corruption of this world.
Zhang Jiuyang gently pushed the money in the box, shook his head and smiled: "Mr. Meng, you should teach them this lesson yourself."
Mr. Meng did not speak. He lowered his head, put his palms together, chanted a Buddhist name, and showed a compassionate look.
Rays of golden light lit up from his body, and then scattered into the dark night like fireflies.
Zhang Jiuyang immediately realized that something was wrong. Those firefly-like golden lights were actually Mr. Meng's lifelong cultivation!
The other party was actually dispersing his power!
"Mr. Meng, what are you doing?"
The golden light drifted along with the night wind and came to the children's residence. They were all crowded in a simple house, and several people slept on a kang.
It was late at night. After experiencing the initial panic and helplessness, the children were tired of crying and fell asleep together.
It was like a group of young animals about to be abandoned.
The golden light spread on them, warm and cozy. In their sleep, their broken parts began to itch and their flesh and blood squirmed slightly.
Reverse Lotus Flesh and Blood Method!
Zhang Jiuyang's pupils trembled. The Lotus Flesh and Blood Method is a secret skill of Tantra, which means that the flesh can be cut like a lotus root body and the broken limbs can be reborn.
But Mr. Meng did not let himself recover from the injury, but chose to reverse this method, consuming all his skills to feed back to those children and cure their disabilities.
"Mr. Meng, why do you have to do this?"
"Zhang Jiuyang, the two-faced Buddha and I are one. He is the main one and I am the auxiliary one, so I know how terrible he is."
"You must kill him no matter what, and I will clear the last obstacle for you."
Mr. Meng's voice was still warm and calm, full of magnetism, and his eyes were very firm.
Zhang Jiuyang was stunned, and then he immediately understood.
Mr. Meng was born with two bodies. He was transformed by the compassion of the two-faced Buddha. If he died, the two-faced Buddha would not be affected, but if the two-faced Buddha died, Mr. Meng would also die.
He knew that Zhang Jiuyang would kill the two-faced Buddha, so he chose to help him.
If he died, Zhang Jiuyang could kill the two-faced Buddha without hesitation, without being hindered by friendship.
"Don't be sad. This is something I have wanted to do for a long time, but I didn't have the courage to do it. Zhang Jiuyang, it is your courage that encourages me."
Mr. Meng smiled very gently, gentle and firm.
He looked out the window, and his eyes seemed to pass through the dark night and saw the students sleeping on the kang.
Ma Zesheng still likes to put his legs on others, Wang Hui still likes to drool when she sleeps, Ye Haoyuan is too thin and is squeezed into the corner, and Zhao Erpeng needs to tuck in the corner of his quilt...
He brought these children back one by one, so small, but now they are so big.
He used to carry an oil lamp every night and patrol constantly, because it is very difficult for disabled children to get up at night.
Especially those who are blind and have no legs.
These children would rather have their faces purple and toss and turn in the second half of the night than to trouble others.
Every time that happened, he would come with a lamp and carry them on his back.
Golden light continued to flow into the children's bodies, healing their disabilities, making those with broken feet grow legs, and the blind regain their sight.
In the future, even without Mr. Meng, they can sleep peacefully.
In sharp contrast to the children, Mr. Meng's body became increasingly dim and transparent. He had no entity to begin with, and at this moment, he was constantly losing his power and was about to dissipate.
But there was no fear of death on his face, but a smile.
He seemed to be guessing, what kind of surprise will the children have for this ‘gift’ when they get up tomorrow?
Zhang Jiuyang was silent. He felt a real compassion and a gentle and firm strength in Mr. Meng.
In fact, even if he didn’t come today, I believe Mr. Meng would definitely stand up and protect these children in the end.
Because he also saw the shadow of his sister in these children?
“Zhang Jiuyang, is there really such a world as you said?”
Before he completely disappeared, Mr. Meng asked this question again, like an old man on his deathbed, to confirm it repeatedly.
Zhang Jiuyang straightened his clothes, straightened his body, and a trace of memories appeared in his eyes.
"It will happen."
"One day, all children will be able to afford to read. They will have clean books, neat desks, spacious and bright classrooms, and white steamed buns and white rice to fill their stomachs."
"Even disabled children have the right to read and receive education, and they will not be discriminated against or insulted, and they will be upright people."
"Such schools will be opened in every mountain and every nation. Under the fluttering red flag, there are clear sounds of reading..."
There was a trace of longing in Zhang Jiuyang's voice.
After coming to this world, he realized that some things he used to take for granted were so precious in this world.
Even people like Mr. Meng dared not think about it, and only dared to ask carefully.
Mr. Meng's eyes showed hope, as if he saw that beautiful world following Zhang Jiuyang's words.
"It's great."
"If you think it's good, then stay and take a look together. I'll find a way to deal with the Double-Faced Buddha."
Zhang Jiuyang still did not give up his advice.
Mr. Meng shook his head and left his last words.
"I can't see the future you mentioned, but I believe that my students..."
"You will see it for me."
The figure dissipated, and Mr. Meng's lifelong cultivation was in vain. The gentleman in blue robes and Confucian robes who liked making tea disappeared, leaving only a small bodhi plant by the window.
The branch has two forks, one in front and one behind, just like the brother and sister in the story.
When Zhang Jiuyang saw this scene, he suddenly felt a little blocked in his heart.
Along the way, he saw many evil people and demons committing atrocities, but he also saw many sacrifices and kindness.
This person who has always emphasized that he does not believe in love and goodwill has been practicing love and goodwill to the last moment of his life.
One thought becomes a Buddha, one thought becomes a demon.
If he had not experienced it personally, it would be difficult for Zhang Jiuyang to imagine that people like Mr. Meng would be part of the Double-Faced Buddha.
Reaching out to pick up the small bodhi branch, Zhang Jiuyang sighed softly.
"The gambling is really bad. You obviously lost three sweet potatoes to me, but you still refuse to admit it."
He sat in this thatched house that was so simple that it had almost no walls, looking out the window at the quiet and peaceful night, and did not leave for a long time.
…
The next day, early morning.
Zhang Jiuyang planted this bodhi tree in the courtyard of his private school.
He sat on the ground without any pretense, rolled up his sleeves, and ate the sweet roasted sweet potato. He ate three large pieces in a row, and put the last piece on the front of the Buddha.
"When you are as tall as a canopy, I will show you the way of the world."
"Of course, if it doesn't succeed, don't blame me. After all, it's just big words. If I didn't say that, how could I make you abandon the secret and turn to the light?"
"Not convinced? Then jump out and beat me."
"Haha, it seems you are very convinced."
…
Zhang Jiuyang talked to himself before Bodhisattva, laughed and cursed, but in the end it all turned into a long sigh.
"Okay, no more joking."
"I have helped you settle down your children, and they will live the same life as normal people. As for you..."
"I told them the truth, and they all know that they can return to normal because of your sacrifice."
"Don't scold me. That's my character. You can die, but you can't be forgotten. Your sacrifice should be remembered and seen."
"In the future, students will often water and fertilize you, and they will often talk to you. They will tell you that this world..."
"Is it getting better little by little?"
Having said this, Zhang Jiuyang stood up, casually patted the dust on his butt, glanced at Bodhi for the last time, and said with a smile: "Let's go, let's talk later."
Turn around and leave, never look back.
The red sun rises high and shines brightly.
The warm morning sun shines on the light blue bodhi tree, coating it with a soft glow and exuding a faint Zen feeling.
The sound of reading could be heard in a private school not far away.
"Clouds versus rain, snow versus wind. Flowers versus trees, birds versus insects. Clear mountains versus beautiful water, green willows versus pink..."
…
When Zhang Jiuyang left the private school, Yue Ling had been waiting for a long time.
What happened last night was thrilling. Now that the dust has settled, there must be many people who want to see Zhang Jiuyang, but they are all blocked by Yue Ling.
She was standing there, not wearing a military uniform, but wearing a red robe, holding a spear in her arms and standing under a cherry blossom tree, her long black hair tied into a ponytail, swaying slightly in the wind.
Heroic, cool, chic and neat.
The children were very curious about this beautiful and handsome elder sister. Some wanted to get in touch with her, but were stopped immediately by a glance at her cold and domineering eyes.
"Zhang Jiuyang, am I that scary?"
Seeing Zhang Jiuyang coming, Yue Ling suddenly asked.
Just now, she wanted to teach these children a few simple kung fu moves, but before she even showed up, all these little guys were scared away with just a look.
"Haha, you are King Yue Ming who has made countless monsters and monsters afraid of you. How can these children stand your momentum?"
"Stop talking about them, your glare makes me feel guilty."
Yue Ling was so angry that she raised her white fist and lightly smashed it on the cherry blossom tree.
The falling flowers are like rain, which is very beautiful.
But with a click, the cherry blossom tree broke into two pieces and collapsed.
Zhang Jiuyang: "..."
Yue Ling: "..."
In order to ease the embarrassment, Yue Ling quickly changed the topic.
"I have made arrangements for these children. The private school will not change. I have hired a new teacher. According to your instructions, they will not only study, but also teach various skills. I believe they can survive with their own hands in the future."
"The body of the eight-armed Mahakala was turned into a sculpture, but the Buddhist power that remained on it was very valuable. I kept a few pieces and sent the rest back to Qintian Prison for study. Supervisor Xu is comparing this in this aspect. Good at.”
"As for the Double-faced Buddha, he has been imprisoned in the heavenly prison, and the talisman has been used to seal his sea of consciousness, preventing him from leaving his body."
"What are you going to do next?"
Zhang Jiuyang didn't hesitate at all, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and he uttered a sentence in a cold voice.
"Bring the Double-Faced Buddha to trial!"
…
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