All five aggregates are empty

Since the last time we left Miaoguang Temple, Meng Lijun has never seen Mr. Zheng again.If you want to meet, it's not that there is no chance, it's just that Meng Lijun doesn't want to face it.After all, Mr. Zheng is his mentor. He has been under the care of Mr. Zheng since he was an undergraduate, and now he suddenly stands on the opposite side of Mr. Zheng, and he still resists in his heart.

Minghua looked around carefully, and after confirming that it was not an illusion, he nodded to Meng Lijun, indicating that it was okay.Meng Lijun took a deep breath and walked slowly towards Mr. Zheng.

The local people in Myanmar seem to be a tour guide, and they are explaining something to Mr. Zheng at this time.Meng Lijun approached slowly. Because he didn't wear shoes, his footsteps were very quiet. When he was a step or two away from Teacher Zheng, Teacher Zheng turned around and faced Meng Lijun.

Teacher Zheng was obviously stunned for a moment, he didn't expect to meet Meng Lijun here at this time.He subconsciously looked behind Meng Lijun, and sure enough, he saw Minghua's figure under a dark eaves.

Teacher Zheng sighed and said, "It seems that you really rushed over here."

"Teacher Zheng." Meng Lijun nodded habitually.

"Well, how does it feel to be here?"

"It's better than in Tibet." After all, he was under the control of the guards in Tibet. Now that he has Minghua's support, he is naturally much more comfortable.

"Haha, you kid really holds grudges." Mr. Zheng said with a smile, but Meng Lijun didn't mean that.

"How does it feel to be here, teacher?" Meng Lijun asked.

"Well, it's not very good." Teacher Zheng put his hands behind his back, turned around, and faced the main stupa of Ruiguang Shwedagon Pagoda. "Do you know how this tower was built?"

Meng Lijun shook his head. He knew that every time Mr. Zheng asked questions like this, he didn't want to get an answer from him, but just to pave the way for his own speech.

"The gold on it was donated bit by bit by ordinary people in Myanmar. Wouldn't it be incredible if it were placed in China?"

"That's right." Meng Lijun nodded.Burmese people are too devout to Buddhism, no matter how poor they are, they are willing to offer their money to Buddha.The Ruiguang Shwedagon Pagoda will be re-pasted with gold every four or five years. It is like a city built of countless gold and precious stones. It is so out of place in such a poor area.Countless people come and go in and out of this golden city every day, but no one takes away any gold. On the contrary, the more people come, the more golden the city will be. This must be quite unbelievable for people without faith.

"Sometimes, I also doubt whether the power of matter is greater or the power of faith is greater. What do you think?"

The education Meng Lijun received since he was a child is that matter determines consciousness. Consciousness is a reflection of matter. Consciousness is not self-generated and transcendental. The form of knowing the world is subjective, and the content of knowing the world is objective.However, the more he came into contact with religion, the more Meng Lijun felt that the power of consciousness was extremely terrifying.

Although many ideologies or political concepts emphasize that material is the foundation, what really scares a country is not other countries' aircraft, cannons, or other countries' spaceships, but the consciousness trends of its own country's citizens.

It is impossible for a country to ignore the consciousness of its citizens, because only when everyone has a common value orientation and works hard for the same goal can the country develop steadily.This is necessary and the correct means of governance.

So matter is important, but consciousness is even more important.In the past, when answering these questions, Meng Lijun always subconsciously observed Teacher Zheng's reaction, and chose how to answer according to his preferences.But now his position is different, and he doesn't want to follow suit anymore, he just wants to express his truest thoughts.

"It is impossible for a person to have no faith. Even if he chooses to advocate money, it is still a kind of faith. Faith determines people's lives and dominates people's choices. When a person has no faith, his life is no longer meaningful."

"You're confusing faith with belief."

"No, it would be too narrow to define belief only as related to religion. There is no difference between belief and belief in a broad sense. Conversely, if the definition of religion is broadened, capitalism and socialism or humanism are both regarded as A religion, there is no difference between faith and belief."

"..." Teacher Zheng was silent for a while, and said with some emotion: "It seems that you have changed a lot after going out."

Meng Lijun did not refute.

"I heard that the progress at Baiyun Temple is not going well, and many things happened to the construction team we invited."

"Why do you want to participate in these things?" Meng Lijun finally asked the question in his heart, and the expression on his face seemed to be forbearing. "You have studied Buddhism for so many years, but now you want to destroy Buddhism together with people from the Confucian world?"

"What do you know? Even if we don't do this now, religion will be destroyed one day!" Teacher Zheng's expression gradually became serious, "We are just speeding up the process."

"Religion cannot be destroyed, you know." Meng Lijun said firmly, "From pantheism to polytheism to monotheism, there are various forms of religion. You don't know what kind of religion will appear in the future. As long as people are still thinking , still social, there must be religion.”

"You draw too arbitrary a conclusion."

"It's your change of mind!" Meng Lijun pointed to the Shwedagon Pagoda beside him, and asked with red eyes: "Do you feel nothing in your heart when you see this kind of thing?!"

The air was quiet for a while, only the sound of Meng Lijun panting loudly remained.

Teacher Zheng stopped talking, but raised his head and looked at the magnificent building in front of him.Such a building is a miracle created by people, a crystallization of history and culture, and a rare treasure in the world.Just standing there quietly, it speaks countless connotations.Standing in front of such a solemn religious building, even atheists will be shaken by the world.

Teacher Zheng sighed, "I know how important religion is to human beings."

"Of course you know." Meng Lijun gradually calmed down, and his tone softened a lot, "You have studied something for decades, how can you bear to watch it be destroyed."

"Sometimes I'm lucky. Buddhism has gone through so many difficulties, and finally it has developed to the present. I think maybe what I did is just a trivial part, and it doesn't have that much influence on this religion."

"But after all, why would you do it?"

"Sometimes, you just have to do things that you can't help yourself." After Teacher Zheng finished speaking, he smiled self-deprecatingly, "If I just became a monk, I might not have so many things. You can say that I pursue fame and fortune, but I really can't let go of my position at Yanda University."

"I hope you can respect your heart and don't do things you will regret in the future."

"Haha." It seemed a lot easier to say what was in his heart. Teacher Zheng smiled and said, "You kid also come to be my life mentor?"

"Don't dare dare." Meng Lijun lost his momentum just now, and Meng Lijun became timid again.He thought in his heart that his doctorate should be completely useless, and at this time Teacher Zheng said another sentence: "The relic of the Buddha's tooth is at Zhao Qi's. He went to Bagan by car and planned to hide there for a while. According to the plan , I will attend the handover ceremony the morning after tomorrow, but at that time they will find that the relic is missing. We will find a reason to return to China as soon as possible, and then Zhao Qi will return to Yangon and join us. After all, we are a Chinese delegation. Disaster."

Zhao Qi, also known as Associate Professor Zhao.Meng Lijun heaved a sigh of relief after receiving this news.

"Will Professor Feng be with you?"

"That's right. You've seen him."

"See, I've seen it before..." Meng Lijun turned to look at Minghua, and Teacher Zheng followed suit.

Minghua nodded to Teacher Zheng, and Teacher Zheng also bowed back, then walked towards Minghua with strides.The three came together quickly.

"I've really offended you a lot recently." Mr. Zheng said apologetically.

However, Minghua was not polite at all, and said "indeed" in a nonchalant manner, which made Mr. Zheng a little confused about what to say.

"Mr. Zheng, who is Professor Feng?" Meng Lijun deliberately changed the subject so that Mr. Zheng would not be so embarrassed.

"He seems to know some spells, and he is a bit unpredictable. He was sent by Yan University, and I don't know what other forces are behind him."

"Where is he now?" Ming Hua asked.

"He also got into a car. He should have gone to Yangon Airport to lure you there."

If it wasn't for meeting Mr. Zheng by chance on the way, Ming Hua and Meng Lijun would have rushed to the airport by now.

"Then let's go first, Mr. Zheng. See you at Yanda University."

"Wait." Teacher Zheng suddenly grabbed Meng Lijun's hand, "Whether you took away the relic in the end or got into a fight with Professor Feng, you must be careful not to link the loss of the relic with us."

Meng Lijun nodded, he still knew this.

After leaving Ruiguang Shwedagon Pagoda, Meng Lijun made a voice call to the supervisor to inform him of the latest news.Teacher Zheng directly told Meng Lijun the name of the hotel, which saved them a lot of trouble.

Bagan is not far from Mandalay, and a dynasty has also been established in history.There used to be tens of thousands of pagodas on the Bagan plain, although there are only more than 2000 left now, but they are also very spectacular.

The supervisor and Jia Sui rushed all the way, and they should be ahead of Associate Professor Zhao at this time, but there is still a distance from Bagan.After learning the hotel information, the supervisor decided to go to the hotel and wait for the rabbit, while Minghua and Meng Lijun hired Mr. Zheng's Burmese driver and asked him to take them to Bagan overnight.

"You really should practice hard." On the way, Ming Hua said to Meng Lijun.

"When I was in the prison barrier, I was pretty good..." I just don't know why I feel bad when I come out.

"That's Gang Rinpoche over there. It's different from the Whirling World. You should be able to perform well there."

"Then what should I do now? To be honest, using mana in a real world environment really makes me feel a little awkward..."

"You have to believe that you can do it. If you have a guilty conscience, who can help you?"

"Hmm... okay." Meng Lijun scratched his head, not knowing what to do to keep himself from feeling guilty.

"Take a break first, I'll call you when it's almost here."

"Okay." Meng Lijun leaned back and leaned his head on the back of the seat. However, the roads in Myanmar were very bumpy, which made him unable to relax at all.

Seeing this, Minghua supported Meng Lijun's head and pressed it on his shoulder.Meng Lijun blushed slightly, but felt that the road was not so bumpy.