All five aggregates are empty

Meng Lijun was born in an ordinary intellectual family, both parents were middle school teachers.On his ninth birthday, his parents took him to Shaozhou Mountain for an outing. As a result, his family suffered a car accident on the way home, and only Meng Lijun survived.After his parents died, Meng Lijun was sent to foster care with his uncle and aunt.Uncle and aunt had no children and had always been very kind to him. Over time, he had also treated his uncle and aunt as his biological parents.

In fact, in Meng Lijun's memory, he doesn't remember how the car accident happened. He only remembers that his parents were killed by a tiger on the mountain.That tiger was extremely ferocious, and left him with a lot of psychological shadow, so that he is very afraid of cats now.

Open your eyes, it's still dark.Realizing that he was dreaming about his childhood again, Meng Lijun couldn't help sighing.

"you're awake."

Hearing Minghua's voice, Meng Lijun sat up abruptly, only to find that the surroundings were still pitch black.At this time, he realized something was wrong.

"What's wrong with my eyes?"

"Eyes?" Minghua asked back, it seemed that it was also an unexpected situation for him.

"Why can't I see?" Meng Lijun touched around in a panic, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed, anxiously trying to find out the surrounding environment.Unable to see his feet, he fell into Minghua's arms as soon as he got out of bed.

"let me see."

After Minghua finished speaking, Meng Lijun felt his chin was lifted, and then he felt the warm exhalation on his face.

Although he couldn't see with his eyes, Meng Lijun could feel that Minghua was very close to him at this moment.

He swallowed nervously, only to hear Ming Hua say: "It seems that we still can't act too hastily."

"What's wrong?" Meng Lijun asked hastily.

Minghua helped him to the side of the bed and sat down, and said: "The power in the body backfired and hurt yourself."

"Wait." Only then did Meng Lijun think about what happened last night, "Where did you go last night, didn't you say it was nine o'clock?"

"I am always here."

"What?" Meng Lijun became angry immediately, "Then why haven't you shown up?"

Facing the furious Meng Lijun, Minghua still said calmly: "If I appeared at the beginning, the monsters at the bottom of the lake would not come up."

"So dare I be a bait?"

"..." Minghua was silent for a while, "You can also say that."

If it weren't for his blindness, Meng Lijun would have rushed up and had sex with someone. "What's the matter with you? How can you guide people's papers like this? I'm going to the department to sue you!"

"But the water ghosts in Weiming Lake were collected by the leaders of your school at the request of me."

Meng Lijun was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the "academic meeting" Mr. Zheng mentioned yesterday was to discuss how to catch ghosts?

"Then what about my eyes? Don't try to separate the relationship!"

"Don't worry, the backlash effect will disappear in less than a week."

Hearing this, Meng Lijun barely calmed down.But he still made up his mind and said: "I'm going to find Teacher Zheng, I don't want your guidance anymore."

"You can tell him about it."

"Who is afraid of whom? I'll tell you right now." Meng Lijun took out his cell phone from his body, but he faltered in the next second. He awkwardly extended the cell phone in the direction where Minghua was, and said, "You, help me get Zheng Find out the teacher's number for me."

Minghua smiled, took Meng Lijun's cell phone, and then turned it off directly.

"How do you live your week? It should be inconvenient not to see."

Meng Lijun didn't even look at who did the harm, and said angrily, "You don't have to worry about it."

"Are you sure I don't care about you, and someone else cares about you?"

When Minghua said this, Meng Lijun didn't realize it.Li Yibo is a busy man and rarely stays in the dormitory.Everyone else has their own affairs, and Meng Lijun couldn't let others take care of him.

"Then what do you say?... By the way, is the phone connected?"

"Pack up your things and come with me."

"where to?"

"Baiyun Temple."

Meng Lijun quarreled for a long time, and finally Minghua called Mr. Zheng for him.However, Meng Lijun had just expressed his desire to change his mentor, and Teacher Zheng scolded him bloody, and then all kinds of bragging made him seem like a living Bodhisattva.

"If it weren't for Master Minghua, Weiming Lake would have been in trouble. They kindly took you, why don't you have the spirit to endure hardships and stand hard work? If you want to be in the academic circle, but don't want to endure hardships, why should you take advantage of all the good things? Besides, what do you think? Does anyone have the opportunity to come into contact with the master? There is no academic spirit at all! Wherever the master tells you to go, go there for me, or don’t come to see me, let alone my student!”

"..." Meng Lijun wanted to cry but no tears, teacher, I'm blind, okay?

On the way to Baiyun Temple, Meng Lijun recalled what happened last night.

He had heard the rumors of the woman in red a long time ago. It was said that she was a girl who committed suicide by jumping into the lake in [-].

There are more or less scary rumors in schools with a long history, but most of them are false, so not many people pay attention to the sound of the flute in the middle of the night.

In fact, if you think about it a little bit, you will feel that the rumors of suicide by jumping into the lake are not very reliable, because the water depth of Weiming Lake is only 1.2 meters, it is almost impossible to drown people, and this may be why everyone does not believe that Weiming Lake will The cause of the accident.

But according to Minghua, in fact, there have been several incidents in Weiming Lake in recent years, and the school suppressed the news.

"Why did something happen recently?" Meng Lijun was still a little puzzled, "Could it be that nothing happened before?"

"The past is different from the present." Ming Hua paused, "The Dharma-ending era is coming soon."

In the Dharma-ending era, this is the first time Meng Lijun heard someone use this word in reality.

It is said that 500 years after the death of the Buddha is the era of Dharma. At this time, all living beings practice the Dharma together, and there is teaching, deeds and righteous results.The next 1000 years is the era of imagery, imagery is likeness, although there are teachings and deeds, similar to the era of Fa-rectification, but there are few positive results.The 1 years after the Dharma Era is the Dharma-ending Era. All living beings have a decline in their minds and morals. There are only teachings but no practitioners until the Dharma disappears.

"I thought... the Dharma-ending era has already arrived."

In terms of time, yes.The characteristics of the Dharma-ending era are that sects oppose each other, slander each other, people have no intention of studying the Dharma, and demons and ghosts are rampant.

"The Dharma-Ending Age is recurring."

Meng Lijun nodded, thinking that the extermination of Buddhism by the Three Wus and One Sect and the abolition of Buddhism in the Meiji period should be related to the end of the Dharma era.

"That's right!" Meng Lijun suddenly thought of something, and said, "You are a monk of Tantra, right?"

If Meng Lijun could see with his eyes, he must have felt the surprised gaze cast by the driver in the front seat from the rearview mirror.The driver was also a monk, gentle and wearing glasses. This was the first time he had seen someone talking to his abbot like this.

"Why do you say that?"

"I saw it yesterday, you are making seals."

Last night, when Meng Lijun found Minghua by his side, he noticed that Minghua was forming seals on his hands and was still chanting the nine-character mantra.

Minghua didn't deny it, but he didn't answer it either.

"Why is there still esoteric Buddhism in Han?" Meng Lijun was puzzled.The Tantras that are currently being circulated are only the Tibetan Secret of Tibet and the Eastern Tantric of Japan, and the Tantric Buddhism of Han has long been lost.

Mantra, also known as secret language, is a unique mantra of Tantric Buddhism.At present, the most popular mantra in China should be the six-character mantra of Tibetan Esoteric Buddhism, but Minghua used the nine-character mantra popular in Japan last night, "When you are in battle, you will march forward in formation."

But in fact, if we trace its origin, the nine-character mantra actually comes from Taoist classics.

Seeing that Ming Hua didn't answer, Meng Lijun poked him with his elbow, "Master, don't forget that you are my mentor, and you should guide me."

"Ahem." The driver in the front seat couldn't stand it any longer, and continued, "Nine manifestations and one secret, keep secret. The reason why Tantric Buddhism is Tantric Buddhism is naturally unknown to outsiders."

"I see." Meng Lijun nodded, and said to Minghua, "It's still easy to talk to my little master."

"You should know even if he doesn't tell you." Minghua raised his eyebrows.

"You really think highly of me." Meng Lijun rolled his eyes in his heart.Although he does have some understanding of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, it is only at the academic stage.Moreover, most of the religions that the general public understands only stay in the real world, and few people have in-depth contact with the deep world.Besides, a religion has both religious philosophy and religious culture. If it is fully unfolded, there will be a vast amount of knowledge.

"It's because you can't underestimate yourself." Minghua said, "You always want to escape, but you will restrain yourself instead."

"What am I running away from..." Meng Lijun muttered in a low voice.

After about an hour, the car stopped slowly.Sensing the changes around him, Meng Lijun quickly grabbed Minghua's arm and asked, "Are you there?"

Ever since he lost sight of his eyes, Meng Lijun has been particularly insecure. Whenever the surrounding environment changes, he must first make sure that Minghua is still by his side.

"Don't move yet." Minghua opened the car door and walked out after finishing speaking.But Meng Lijun suddenly felt extremely anxious, and quickly said, "Where are you going, don't leave me behind."

As a result, Minghua just walked to the other side and opened the door for him.

Then, a very miraculous scene appeared in Baiyun Temple.Normally, someone else would open the door for the abbot, but today the abbot opened the door for someone else himself, and even helped him down.

All the monks in Baiyun Temple looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing who the young man in white was.

"It can't be the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva." The little monk Xianjia guessed.

"No way, is he so powerful." The little monk Xianyi was speechless, "But don't tell me, he really looks like the White Jade Guanyin in our temple."

"It must be a living Bodhisattva, otherwise how could he be treated like this by the abbot." The young monk Xian Bing said firmly.

Although he couldn't see with his eyes, Meng Lijun's ears were very sensitive.Hearing the discussions of the monks, combined with his own experience and what Ming Hua said to him, he also began to feel that his status was very important.

"I said..." Meng Lijun moved closer to Minghua's ear and whispered, "I can't really be the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva."

"..." Ming Hua's eyes twitched, "Why do you think so?"

"Didn't you tell me not to escape or something?"

"How did you get into Yanda?" Minghua asked with a frown.

"Of course it depends on strength."

"Are you sure it's not luck?"

"Huh? I think back then I..."

Meng Lijun began to count the awards he had won since he was a child, for fear that others would not know that he is like a dragon and a phoenix among people.

And Ming Hua watched Meng Lijun's spittle splashing everywhere on his cassock, thinking that it's time to discipline him.