Chapter 149 Simplify Complexity
"There is nothing to guess. Maybe they just came over and took a look on a whim, maybe they were gone." Gouzi said without looking back. The terrain here is empty, and there is no need to pick the sound very high. You can hear it clearly with a slight sound.
Lin Suqing watched the dog enter the straw shed, and thrust his legs and pushed the haystack on the stone pier far away, then climbed up and slept with his belly.
He then turned back to the wooden house with his wild fruits. When he passed by the stack of palm cushions, he placed them all on the cushions, and folded some branches in the stone road to cover them before entering the house.
The dust in the house that was stirred up by the little pandas had already calmed down and covered the table, cabinet, chair, stool and the ground. He lifted the wooden barrel, sprinkled the water from the utensil just now, and cleaned it up again.
I didn't sigh at all resentment.
For a moment, he was surprised by his patience, but soon he realized that this was not patience, but just emptiness, because there was a sudden load of too many unknown things in his heart and mind. Although he knew that he could not find a solution to those things for the time being, he really couldn't get over them and couldn't let go. He forced himself to put it aside, avoid it, and cross it... so it seemed that everything disappeared in an instant.
The moment before was over, all of them were all things. After suddenly moving away, it seemed as if nothing was pretending, and it was blank, as if even the emotions had forgotten how to attack.
Cleaning, finding something to do, and diverting attention have become the things you are most willing to do at the moment.
When everything was done, he tasted a few wild fruits to fill his stomach, without stopping for a moment. Then he stepped out of the threshold and sat cross-legged on the first bluestone stairs, facing the distant mountains and waters, long forests and grass, bathing in the darkness and slanting light.
When his wrist rests on his knees and slowly closes his eyes, it seems as if the world has become quiet in an instant; when he deeply inhales a breath of the vast energy of heaven and earth, wanders in his body several times, filters out a turbid air of ordinary things, and slowly spits it out, it seems that thousands of worries are thrown away behind his head.
Yes, he used the true meaning he realized in the sutras he had practiced before, so that he could truly calm down and empty until he was quiet and empty. Even more, the mind had no mind, the form was no form, and the thing was no matter. When he thought about the past, it turned out that nothing was nothing, but because of delusions, obsessions, and greed, he was disturbing the mind and temptations.
He understood that letting go does not mean giving up. Letting go is an attitude, not forcing, not obsessed, and not thinking too much.
In fact, he can let go of all his experiences first and let go of all doubts first. He does not have to ask for a pale explanation or result. He only needs to do what he can and let it go. He let it succeed, fail, stand it, fall, wait for the result, and not pursue the result.
If you chase, there may not be a response. If you wait, there will definitely be a gain.
When the troubles that have been turned into simplifications, simplified into nothingness, and simplified into nothingness, suddenly a door appeared in my mind, there was nothing in nothingness, but the consciousness felt that there was a door. He followed the consciousness and went... After pushing the door, the third and fourth levels of scriptures suddenly began to churn in my consciousness.
When two layers of scriptures appeared at the same time, he knew that this was consciousness reminding him of practicing in this way. These two layers were practicing and choosing, integrating the scriptures into perspective, and understanding them thoroughly, and then they showed two states in their bodies, interdependent, interwoven and incorrect, and intertwined and contradictory...
If you want to open up a lineage, you have to give up a little bit of cultivation. If you want to cultivate a level of cultivation, you have to endure the flow of qi and blood to exchange it.
But if you calculate, no matter which choice, you cannot balance gains and losses. You must choose whether to change or not, otherwise you will stop practicing.
These two levels are different from what I have practiced before - it is not that learning is gaining, and gaining is able to make progress. You must be suffering and painful in gains and losses, as if you are retreating and progressing.
In this way, when you understand the third and fourth levels of scriptures again, you will find that it is not just a choice but also a strategy.
It turns out that the Yi Mei Sutra is not only the body, the body, the turbid air, the blood, but also the mind and mind.
Perhaps he had achieved success in his cultivation, he suddenly felt an unprecedented ease, as light as if his whole body was like a thin layer of veil, which might float in the wind. But at the same time, he could clearly feel the sense of being sitting cross-legged on the stone slab.
So... this is the heart, it is lighter; it is the energy, it is lighter; it is the essence, it is lighter; it is the spirit, it is lighter... everything is lighter...
I just couldn't realize my breathing, but now I can detect it. It is the time to "awake" from my practice. If I force myself to do it, I'm afraid there will be no results. Moreover, the third and fourth levels are still so complicated, and there is a process of self-damaging and self-harming.
So, he deeply inhaled a breath of the slightly cool air of heaven and earth as if he smelled the fragrance of flowers, so that the air would go down along his spine, and then he would slowly spit it out...
Then I slowly opened my eyes and realized that the sky had fallen into the ink. There was no moonlight, but it was covered with dense and crowded star dots, dazzling and vast, tempting people to reach out to pick them.
The autumn night is like water, not cold and cool, making people sober.
He got up and brushed his robe. The Yanyue suit was still silvery and white, not causing stars or dust. He just habitually brushed it a few times, and also hammered his legs twice. His legs and feet did not get numb, but they were a little hot and swollen.
He looked forward inadvertently. The water surface of the fish pond on the left in front was as quiet as a flat mirror, reflecting the galaxy. The water color was faintly white, and the night wind rose gently, lifting the rippling waves. Occasionally, a few fish were uneasy to swim quietly, and suddenly turned around and stirring up a crisp sound of the water. It was a scene that was not available during the day.
When he was used to gaze, he could see a little far away. When he looked at the straw shed, he saw that there was no dog on the stone pier. He thought that it might have already gone to the wooden house. When his eyes swept across the mountains and fields under the night sky, he suddenly found countless green light spots among the short trees in the jungle.
He guessed that it was not a light, it was the eyes of the beasts, staring at him, an outsider.
However, those eyes that were shot from all directions seemed to be curious.
Suddenly, there was a strange movement in the growing grass, as if something was about to squeeze out from the dense grass. The movement was very difficult. I am afraid there was no danger?
Lin Suqing subconsciously became wary and was about to retreat to the wooden house when suddenly, a round and fluffy head popped out of the grass.
The brows were frowned like soybeans, and the little mouth seemed to be pouting. After looking around, it came out and as soon as it came out, four more people followed behind me one after another. They were actually the little pandas who followed the dogs to deliver wild fruits during the day.
"Come on..." Lin Suqing was about to ask them, but suddenly found that they were walking upright, holding something in their arms. Judging from the arms of the "honeysuckle" approaching the head, they were covered with many branches and leaves.
The reason why it is called honeysuckle is that the fruit that most of the wild fruits it sent in the afternoon is called blue indigo honeysuckle. I don’t know what its real name is, so I just think of it for the time being.
The loquat that was delivered to the ground in the afternoon was the smallest, and she also held a bunch of branches in her arms. She didn't seem to be able to walk upright, and she staggered a few steps.
When all five of them approached, they were mainly honeysuckle, and four were leaning against each other, followed by dates, fried in August, ground loquats and chestnuts. ground loquats were actually here to deliver wild cherries, but those ground loquats left a deep impression on him, so they called it ground loquats in their hearts.
They used their mouths to lift the covered branches and threw them to the edges. As the branches and leaves decreased, a faint fluorescent light gradually came out in their arms. Until they threw away all the covers, they held the fluorescent thing with their claws, and handed it to him high, wanting him to accept it.
What they held was like cocoons the size of his palm, but those cocoons were not pupas, but a few small insects flying around.
"Fireflies?" Lin Suqing asked. The little pandas nodded at the same time, still frowning tightly, looking at it with their eyes as if they would keep tiptoeing.
Each little panda held a cocoon with many fireflies in his hand. I think they should have hollowed out the cocoon before they caught the fireflies and locked them in. In order to avoid the danger caused by the light, they specially broke the branches and covered them with leaves. It was to light them up.
But this is his first time back, and these little kids cannot know him. Since they don’t know him, why can they take care of him so much?
Could it be the one who "familiar" arrangement that Gouzi mentioned in the afternoon?
They always hold on tiptoe, as if they are not holding or holding their claws, and they will not leave if they do not hold or hold.
Chapter completed!