Chapter 505: On Buddhism

Wang Riyue, Xu Xing'er and others all looked over and listened.

They had roughly understood the current situation, although they could not understand why Mo Fan was so persistent in helping these two people.

But they were also very curious about what kind of story Mo Fan would tell to convince Yi Chen, who had a strong heart.

Mo Fan slowly spoke: "Once upon a time, a young and beautiful girl saw a young and handsome man. The girl felt that the man was the one she had been waiting for.

Unfortunately, she could not walk to the man's side and watched him disappear in the crowd. In the following years, the girl looked for the man everywhere, but he seemed to have evaporated from the face of the earth and had disappeared without a trace.

From then on, the girl prayed to the Buddha every day, hoping to see the man she loved again. Her sincerity moved the Buddha, and the Buddha appeared.

The Buddha asked: Do you want to see the man again? The girl said yes, I just want to see him again.

The Buddha said that you must practice Taoism for another 500 years before you can see him. Don't you regret it? The girl said no.

So the girl turned into a big stone and lay in the wilderness In the wild, the girl suffered from the wind and sun for more than 400 years, but she didn't think it was a big deal. What was uncomfortable was that she didn't see anyone in these 400 years, and she didn't see any hope, which made her almost collapse. In the last year, a quarrying team came and chiseled her into a huge stone slab, transported it into the city, and the girl became the guardrail of the stone bridge.

On the first day of the completion of the stone bridge, the girl saw the man she had been waiting for 500 years! But he was in a hurry, as if he had something urgent to do, and quickly walked through the middle of the stone bridge.

The Buddha asked if you are satisfied? The girl said if I could touch him. The Buddha said that you still have to practice for another 500 years.

So the girl turned into a big tree again, standing on a busy official road. Days passed one by one. On the last day, the girl knew he would come, and he still wore Wearing his favorite white gown, his face was still so handsome. He did not walk past in a hurry because it was too hot. He walked to the foot of the tree, leaned against the roots, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The girl touched him, but she could not tell him about the thousand-year longing. She could only try her best to gather the shade of the tree to block the scorching sun for him.

The man just took a nap for a moment, then stood up and patted the dust on his gown. Before leaving, he looked up at the tree and gently stroked the trunk, probably to thank the tree for bringing him coolness. Then, he left without looking back!

Then the Buddha asked again, do you want to hug him? If you want to hug him, you have to turn into a snowflake and wait for a thousand years.

The girl still said yes.

So she turned into a snowflake on the top of the snowy mountain again, Waiting alone for a thousand years.

In this life, the man was a ginseng picker. When he came to the snowy mountain to pick ginseng, he suddenly encountered an avalanche.

The snowflake that the girl turned into rolled down with countless snow, and it was about to drown the man.

As long as he was drowned, the girl could hug him.

But at this time, the girl begged the Buddha: I don’t want to hug him, please don’t let him be buried under the snow!

The Buddha asked her why, didn’t she practice hard for a thousand years just to hug him? Why did she give up when she was about to succeed?

The girl said that I love him and want to hug him, but I don’t want him to suffer any hardship, let alone any harm.

The Buddha said that the result of things cannot be changed. If you must save him, then you must die in his place and be thrown into the Avici Hell for eternity.

The girl finally agreed happily, and from then on she endured the suffering in hell with a smile on her face, while the man never knew the existence of this girl, and continued to reincarnate and spend every life according to the trajectory set by the Buddha. "

As Mo Fan's story was told, all the women present were in tears, and even the men had some sour noses.

He was telling a Buddhist story, and he added some tragic elements and removed some elements of sacrifice, just to resonate with Yichen.

Sure enough, Yichen's face was already covered with tears, and the Buddha's light on his body was getting dimmer and dimmer.

He began to doubt his faith.

Mo Fan asked while the iron was hot: "Yichen, you Buddhists all say that Buddha saves the world, so why is he unwilling to fulfill this infatuated woman?"

Yichen's throat was a little hoarse: "Maybe, because Buddhism prohibits love, Buddha wants to prevent bad karma for them."

"Really?" Mo Fan sneered. "In your opinion, does Buddha have nothing to love?"

"That's natural. Buddha knows the present and the future, only good and bad fortune, and Buddha is omnipotent." Yichen said firmly, as if he was cheering himself up, and as if he was really cheering up his faith.

"Buddha is omnipotent? Then let me ask you, can Buddha have children? "

"You!" Yichen secretly cursed Mofan for blaspheming Buddha, "Buddhism prohibits lust, so naturally it cannot marry and have children."

"Then is this considered omnipotent?" Mofan asked disdainfully.

"The five grains of the world will defile the golden body, and worldly love will only affect the Buddha's heart, both are unacceptable!" Yichen became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he was immersed in his own world.

"Hehe, judging from your skills, it seems that you are from Tianxuan Jinshan Temple?" Mofan suddenly changed the subject.

Yichen was slightly stunned when he heard this, and nodded after a while: "That's right."

"Are there any offerings on the incense table of your Jinshan Temple?" Mofan asked.

"Of course there are, three animals and five grains." Yichen nodded.

"Since Buddha doesn't eat grains, why do we need to offer these?" Mo Fan asked again.

Yichen was speechless. As he spoke, he seemed to be confused by Mo Fan.

"Even if Buddha doesn't eat, he still needs something to offer." Mo Fan said.

"If the world believes in Buddhism and no one farms, what can be offered to Buddha?"

"If no one gets married in the world, who will serve Buddha?"

"If everyone in the world believes in Buddhism, how many people can become Buddhas?"

"If no one can become Buddha, will the world stop reproducing, leaving only those Buddhas to guard the universe?"

Mo Fan's words were like a heavy hammer hitting Yichen's heart.

Every hammer knocked a deep crack in Yichen's faith, almost collapsing.

"But not everyone should believe in Buddhism, and we Buddhists don't force it." Yichen argued.

"Since that's the case, and Buddhism doesn't force you to believe in Buddhism, why are you so steadfast?" Mo Fan said another heart-breaking words.

"I was raised by Buddhism since I was young. I believe in Buddhism since I was young. I cannot let down Buddhism and the Buddha." Yichen explained.

"It doesn't mean that you must believe in Buddhism just because you were raised by Buddhism. Before your Buddha became a Buddha, he was still a prince. He was raised by the country. Why didn't he lead the people to prosperity, but became a Buddha instead?"

Every word of Mo Fan is related to Buddhism, and every word is against Buddhism, but Yichen can't find a reason to refute it.

It is also difficult for people to find a counterattack point with Mo Fan's debate method, because Yichen's state of mind has long been imperfect.