"No fixed Dharma is called Anuttara-Samyak-Sambodhi, nor is there any fixed Dharma that the Tathagata can speak of. Why? All the Dharma spoken by the Tathagata is unattainable, unspeakable, neither Dharma nor non-Dharma..."
For a time, the corridor on the second floor of the Food Company seemed to echo with the Dharma sermons of eminent monks, pure and solemn, with wonderful sounds reverberating.
But if you listened carefully, you would find that the content was not quite the same:
"The patient reports normal mobility and mental state, normal, very normal. The present medical history is that for the past seven days, the figure of her son has been seen every day, at least once, her son..."
Shang Jianyao recited the contents of the original medical record in the tone of reciting Buddhist scriptures.
Moreover, in order to match the excerpt from the Diamond Sutra that he had chosen, he forcibly punctuated and added words, striving to recite the patient's condition in that special tone, so as to highlight the solemn color.
As the saying goes, love what you do. Zen Master Pudu should be like this.
As for whether this would make it seem incoherent, he didn't care at all, as long as the meaning was expressed and the acting was real enough.
Jiang Baimian and Long Yuehong were not optimistic about his whimsical attempt.
Because this was the "Tieshan City No. 2 Food Company" in the psychological shadow of a certain Awakened, not a Buddhist holy place in reality.
Everything here was what the room owner saw and obtained, and anything beyond this range came from his subconscious repair and improvement, which was not the same as the real situation.
Therefore, unless the room owner had not only encountered strange events, but also had a certain correct self-awareness of them, the medical records from another Buddhist holy place, the "Changhe City United Steel Plant," would not induce special changes.
As he recited, the semi-mechanical monk Zen Master Pudu became more and more dignified.
He felt that the gaze in the dark was becoming more and more obvious, and more and more numerous.
They came from the rooms next door, from the ceiling above, from the darkness at the stairwell, and from the mottled spots on the wall.
Shang Jianyao was not surprised but delighted. For him, change meant that his conception was on the road to success.
Of course, this could be a good thing or a bad thing.
The good thing was that it might bring out hidden clues, allowing Shang Jianyao to gain more. The bad thing was that the abnormalities here had a certain probability of changing from not being malicious to trying to obliterate the "scripture reciter." At that time, Shang Jianyao might be trapped in this psychological shadow, turning into a vegetable in reality or dying on the spot.
According to the plan, once they noticed a sudden change in his expression in the dream, Jiang Baimian would forcibly shock him awake, to see if they could regain a part of his consciousness.
The semi-mechanical monk Zen Master Pudu maintained a compassionate and peaceful state as he recited the rest of the medical record.
At this moment, from the room where the "professional woman" Liu Lu was, figures walked out one after another.
Their eyes were turbid and bloodshot, all of them "Heartless Ones."
These "Heartless Ones" did not attack Shang Jianyao, but walked to his side and sat down cross-legged around him, like mountain demons and wild ghosts accepting enlightenment.
"Namo Anuttara-Samyak-Sambodhi..." In the final Buddhist chant of Zen Master Pudu Shang Jianyao, the "professional woman" in a white shirt and blue suit called Liu Lu also came to the corridor.
She looked at the semi-mechanical monk and stood there blankly.
Almost at the same time, Shang Jianyao noticed that the woman's eyes were different from before.
Now, her eyes were abnormally turbid, and the dense bloodshot was quite hideous.
She had become a "Heartless One!"
As soon as Shang Jianyao had this thought, he heard a booming sound in his ears.
The "Tieshan City No. 2 Food Company" building directly collapsed!
Chunks of reinforced concrete fell off, and together with the surrounding buildings, plunged into an infinitely dark abyss.
What collapsed was not only this building, but also this world!
As the "psychological shadow" collapsed, Shang Jianyao vaguely saw that bits of blue-green brilliance flew out from different parts of the Food Company building and drilled into the "Six Senses Beads" he was holding in his hand.
When the change subsided, he found himself standing at the entrance of the "522" room, in front of him was a dark sea, with a cruise ship covered in shellfish sailing on it, and behind him was the door connecting the corridor.
............
In the real world, under the illumination of the campfire.
Jiang Baimian and Long Yuehong stood beside the gray-green jeep, watching Shang Jianyao inside.
Suddenly, they smelled a fresh scent.
It was as if autumn and winter had finally passed, and spring had arrived, with grass growing and orioles flying.
The two subconsciously looked around and found that on the trees where the leaves had almost fallen, little bits of tender green were sprouting and growing long, instantly taking shape.
And on the ground beside them, blades of grass drilled out of the dry soil, condensing drops of dew.
This... Just as Long Yuehong blinked his eyes, what he saw returned to its previous appearance.
This was the edge of the Old Mountain in late autumn.
Jiang Baimian's gaze turned to Shang Jianyao inside the car, and saw that this guy had opened his eyes at some point.
Clap clap clap, Shang Jianyao applauded.
Although this action was inexplicable, it made Jiang Baimian and Long Yuehong feel a lot more at ease.
"What are you applauding for suddenly?" Jiang Baimian breathed a sigh of relief.
Shang Jianyao answered truthfully:
"Applauding for myself!"
Before Long Yuehong could react, Jiang Baimian's heart stirred:
"Success?"
"Mm." Shang Jianyao nodded, and as he got out of the jeep, he said, "Those benefactors admire the Dharma and have already taken refuge in Bodhi..."
"Speak human language." Jiang Baimian interrupted Shang Jianyao's description.
Shang Jianyao stopped embellishing and told the story of how he recited the medical records in the form of lecturing on the Dharma, in exchange for those "Heartless Ones" sitting cross-legged and listening, without omitting any details.
This included the fact that the "professional woman" actually showed the side of a "Heartless One" and the collapse of the world transformed from the psychological shadow.
"Actually turned into a 'Heartless One'?" Long Yuehong was greatly shocked.
Could it be that the content on that medical record really belonged to the Dharma, and the "ghost" possessing the "professional woman" Liu Lu was directly dispelled because of this?
This also led to Liu Lu suffering from "Heartless Disease?"
Jiang Baimian pondered for a moment and said:
"Maybe it's not turning into, but was originally so."
Shang Jianyao immediately echoed:
"Yes, it is very likely that Liu Lu contracted 'Heartless Disease' when the Old World was destroyed, but after being possessed by that person with 'Supernatural Power of Past Lives,' she showed the side of a normal person again."
This is indeed more reasonable and more logical... Long Yuehong was persuaded.
Jiang Baimian, on the other hand, had a question:
"If 'Supernatural Power of Past Lives' can target 'Heartless Ones' and occupy their bodies for a long time, then the person possessing Liu Lu could not have died with the decline of Liu Lu's body.
"In such a city ruin, there is absolutely no lack of 'Heartless Ones.'"
"Maybe, maybe, perhaps he really didn't die." Shang Jianyao rubbed his chin.
Long Yuehong joined the discussion:
"Then why did the Food Company completely return to normal after so many years?"
Shang Jianyao laughed:
"One, maybe it's just the room owner's self-proclaimed normal; two, that person discovered that he could possess other 'Heartless Ones,' and used these springboards to leave the Tieshan City ruins and go somewhere."
"Both are possible." Jiang Baimian asked thoughtfully, "If it's the latter, then where would that somewhere be?"
Shang Jianyao had a draft in mind:
"The New World.
"The place in reality where there is a gate to the New World."
This was also the place that Du Heng claimed to be looking for.
Jiang Baimian was silent for a moment, and found that this direction could no longer be discussed, because there was a lack of substantial clues.
She turned to consider another question:
"The practice of reciting that medical record is actually effective...
"There are indeed some things hidden in that psychological shadow, and there is enough connection between the two major Buddhist holy sites."
Without waiting for Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong to respond, she gave a guess on her own:
"Could it be that Fan Wensi's son, who became a vegetable and was sent to a certain place in the north for new treatment, is the one missing from the Food Company's employee introduction column?"
Long Yuehong listened in inexplicable horror, and thought for a moment and said:
"The time points don't match, Fan Wensi's son had a car accident several years before the Old World was destroyed and became a vegetable. How could the Food Company still keep his photos and introductions for so long without rehiring new employees? He doesn't seem like a particularly important person."
What he meant was that even if Fan Wensi's son had worked at the Food Company, the missing photo and introduction in the employee introduction column would definitely not be his—after several years, new employees' photos and introductions would inevitably occupy the corresponding position.
"That makes sense." This time, Jiang Baimian agreed with Long Yuehong's analysis.
Shang Jianyao did not refute either, but only mentioned one point:
"I now think that Fan Wensi sees the figure of his son far away in the north once every day, but cannot approach or confirm it, which is a bit like the gaze from the dark within the Food Company."
"Perhaps there is a key connection hidden in this." Jiang Baimian nodded slightly.
At this time, Shang Jianyao and the others didn't know who was dispatched, gave up the discussion, and began to show off:
"My 'Six Senses Beads' have changed.
"It's stronger!"
............
At night, somewhere, in a certain room.
An old man with already white hair suddenly woke up, walked to the window, and looked out at the surging sea.
He had a dream, a dream of an experience in his youth.
The dream was so clear that he suspected that someone had entered his mind-room and touched that psychological shadow.
But for him, who was experienced, there was still a certain difference between this dream and a dream where someone delved deeply into one's own mind.
It was too clear and coherent, giving the old man the feeling that his memories had been awakened and reread once.
In his recollection, his body suddenly froze.
He found that there was a section of his memory of that experience that was originally not clear enough and not very concerned about, but now, it was like an old-world movie, replaying in his mind:
The fourth time he returned to Tieshan City No. 2 Food Company, after finally defeating that psychological shadow, the old man vaguely heard some movement when he left, but when he looked back, everything was normal, and the strangeness there had long since dissipated.
At this moment, the old man finally remembered and clearly perceived what that "movement" was.
When he left the "Tieshan City No. 2 Food Company," a sigh was heard from deep within the building.
An almost imperceptible sigh.
ps: Asking for monthly tickets during the double period~