Selfishness

This is a story called absurdity.At least I thought it was ridiculous before.

"Little Mozi! Why is this temple student so stupid! Stupider than today's witch! What a shit responsibility! Those villagers don't work hard! What's the matter with him? Why sacrifice himself to save them! Why is he obliged to die! People who don’t understand this kind of thing! Isn’t it good to live? Why do you want to die? Why do you still believe those words that are false at first glance? What a kind and foolish person! Saved, but forgotten”

Su Yun accused those villagers and monks angrily, compared to being in the woods during the daytime, "Huh! Those wicked people shouldn't protect them! They are said to be the children of the Buddha, why didn't the Buddha punish these wicked people? But let the temple Life and death? Since selfish desires are said to be so high-sounding? Don’t they feel guilty for sacrificing others for their own selfish desires? Why can they still live calmly.”

Su Yun scolded the singer with dry mouth and drank my tea in one gulp.

"Hey! Why are you drinking my tea?" When I snatched back the teacup, there was no drop left.Seeing that Su Yun regained her strength and was about to continue yelling, I hurriedly stopped her and said, "This is just a short story. Although it is somewhat similar to what happened today, it is a lot exaggerated."

As I said that, I also looked at An Feng, because he, who has always been nagging, was surprisingly silent.Upon closer inspection, his face was livid.Too bad, after telling this story, the two Buddhas were angered.

"Little master, Anfeng thinks that old monk really deserves to die! He clearly serves the temple students, but he doesn't protect them! How can he let his master do this? Isn't the old monk also a monk? Why doesn't he mention the temple students?" How can he have the face to say that he has fulfilled his duties? If Anfeng, he would not let the little master get hurt! Not to mention... yes..."

"Okay, okay, Anfeng is the most sympathetic. You should also drink some tea, the old monk is bad, we don't want him."

I swore to the death to prevent An Feng from continuing.An Feng's nagging skills are much better than Su Yun's.Su Yun is bold and decisive, An Feng is a steady stream of water, and the standby time is too long!I can't stand it!

After persuading the two giant Buddhas to go back to the room to recuperate, Sheng Yi invited me to drink tea in the backyard.It seems that my hobby of drinking tea is well known.

"Little ghost, how did you come up with such a story?" This question is really difficult to answer.

"When I recognized the word absurd, this story appeared in my mind."

"It's ridiculous." Sheng Yi murmured.

In fact, it is very common, ridiculous.Don't we often call things we don't understand ridiculous?

Silence is not terrible, just drinking your own tea and looking at everyone's moon is also very good.At least it's not ridiculous, right?

"Little ghost, the protagonist of your story is called Miaosheng, which reminds me of another name—a name that suits you."

"Huh?" Somewhat curious.

"Shui Sheng. Wood comes to life from water."

I pretended to be contemplative with a "hmm" and said, "It makes sense, it makes sense." I nodded my head pretendingly, which made her chuckle again and again.

"From now on, this young master will use this name when he walks in the rivers and lakes! Mo Sheng."

"Why do you have such an honorable expression on your face?" She couldn't hide her smile.

"It's not rude to come and go. I also want to give Sister Sheng a name of walking the rivers and lakes."

"Oh? Let's hear it. If it's not good, you have to be careful." She raised her eyebrows slightly, and a sense of coercion came over me.As for?Just a name, but also to scare me.

"Ahem." I tried hard to think about the name, but I didn't want to be picked up by Sheng Yi.

"Sister Sheng, what do you think of the word Chenhui? You are as bright as the morning sun."

Her face gradually relaxed, I don't know if it was an illusion, but I always felt that her smile became very soft, like the rising sun.

"Not bad. I'll spare you."

I let out a long breath.Thinking back to just now, she raised her eyebrows lightly, and there was a faint sneer at the corner of her mouth. Although I thought she would not hurt me, at that moment, I still believed what she said was true.

Don’t continue with the matter of the name, so I changed the topic and said, “Chen Hui, what do you think of Miao Sheng’s story? Can the little story I think still scare people?”

"Hasn't Su Yun been bluffed? The effect is good. But I have a doubt." She put down her teacup and looked at me seriously, as if the person who teased me just now was not her.

"Ok?"

"Does Shuisheng think the monk and the villagers are wrong? Or, as Su Yun thinks, they are all villains." Her questions are always so difficult to answer.

"I want tea. Is it good or bad?"

"No way."

"I want to eat. Is it a good thing or a bad thing?

"No way."

"I want to live. Is it good or bad?"

She answered me with silence.So I continued to ask her: "These desires are not good or bad in themselves. Are they? But if I ask, I want to drink tea, so I go and steal Zhang San's next door; I want to eat, so I steal Li Si's." So are these good or bad?"

"They broke the law, which is a bad thing."

"To be precise, they violate the interests. When desires damage the interests of others, we call it a bad thing."

"It can be said like this."

"Then what if I kill people in order to live? If I want to live, he has to die. For him, if he wants to live, I have to die. At this time, I killed him, is it right or wrong?"

"The murderer will always kill him." She really avoided the serious, it seemed that she didn't want to affirm the error of the law.

"So I was wrong, just because I was alive and he was dead. The same goes for those villagers. Although their reasons are absurd, in fact their desire is to live. I can't judge whether the desire is good or bad. From their point of view, I can't blame them. But from my heart, I'm angry."

Seeing her slightly wrinkled brows and eyes, and secretly laughing, she even wanted to restrain her anger.I took a sip of tea and continued.

"A lie and a truth depend on how many people believe it. If the whole world believes something, it is absolutely true, even if it is an obvious lie. The same is true for the temple students. The temple students, monks and villagers all believe it. So it's true. We know he's fake and ridiculous, so we're blaming the villagers and the monks. But for them, no one is going to blame a right thing."

"I believe it all, and I really can't blame it." She calmed down a little, and said lightly while drinking tea.

"In fact, there are many such lies. Especially those with greater power, they will make up a lie that even they themselves will believe."

"Like the old monk? He is the beginning of the lie."

"Yes. So the trick to deception is to believe in it."

She laughed, "You lie to yourself first? I don't think so. If you are deceived, is it still a lie?"

"Then why does Chen Hui think it's a lie?"

"If I use all my energy to lie to someone, even if I don't believe it, there will always be someone who will be fooled. Then let this person tell a lie-it is true in his heart. Then at this time, as you said, I am convinced It is easier to deceive others with false lies. So far, I have not deceived myself, and I have made the world believe the lie."

"That's a lot of effort." Lies spread like viruses, and we only need to grasp the parts closest to the source.

"It's just..." She propped her face with her hands, half covered her mouth, and looked a little puzzled, "The lies have been passed down from word to mouth until the end, maybe they are different from the lies I constructed. So what?"

"Lies are used to cover up. The more lies are spread, the more evil they will be, and the farther they will be from the truth. Since the farther away, the things we cover up are safer. So there is no need for lies to be as we originally designed."

"It seems that Shuisheng is a person who is good at deception." Sister, you are the one who can deceive people.Look at how many times your face has changed in just a short while.

"It's not. I don't know how to lie. So I cover it up by being silent a lot of the time. But I still believe that everyone can be a good liar."

"Indeed. Even though we think it's true, it's still false. We spread it as if it were true, and in the end, we're still lying."

The author has something to say:

A little story I saw by chance.Once when Hitchcock was making a movie, he needed a little boy to cry sadly.But the little boy never cried.So Hitchcock walked over and said to him, your mother doesn't want you anymore.After listening, the little boy cried sadly.The staff are very strange, why would the little boy believe it?His mother is not far away.And Hitchcock said, because I believed it.