roccoschili Chapter 256 The Scholar and the Molester
Chapter 256 The Scholar and the Molester
Once upon a time, there was a scholar who had a strange hobby: he did not like women, but only liked handsome children.
Once, he met a beautiful young man and liked him very much, so he took him home and became his pedophile.
The scholar loved the prostitute very much, and the prostitute also fell in love with the scholar. The two respected and loved each other and lived together like a couple.
Not long after, the prostitute fell seriously ill and was about to die after treatment failed. Before his death, he was extremely nostalgic for the scholar, affectionate, sad and reluctant to part with him.
When he died, the prostitute still held the scholar's wrist tightly and refused to let go.
The scholar used great force to break open the rapist's hand.
Later, the scholar could not forget it for a long time and often dreamed of the prostitute at night.
Later, the scholar could see the prostitute not only in his dreams, but also in front of the lamp and under the moon; after a while, he could also see him in broad daylight.
However, the scholar never saw him back and was always seven or eight feet away from him. If you ask him anything, he won't say anything; if you call his name, he won't move forward; if you walk toward him, he will back away and won't get close to the scholar.
From then on, the scholar was in a daze every day, and missing the prostitute became a heartache.
The scholar's family thought that he was bewitched by the ghost of a child molester, so they invited Taoist priests to come to their home to practice magic and draw spells to suppress him, but unfortunately all of them had no effect.
His father had no choice but to ask him to stay temporarily in a nearby temple. It is believed that no matter what kind of ghost they are, they dare not enter the Buddhist holy place.
However, the scholar lived there for a long time, but his condition did not improve and remained the same.
The scholar himself was also very troubled and felt that he would not be able to get his hair done in the long run, so he asked the monks in the temple for advice on how to solve this problem.
An old monk said: "All kinds of evil obstacles originate from your own heart! The prostitute you like has passed away. Can you still have this beautiful boy now?"
The scholar said: "I don't know if he does, but I do see him often."
The old monk said: "I think this is your inner demon, summoned by your heart. In fact, what you saw was not the real child, was it? It was just a phantom in your mind."
The scholar hurriedly asked: "Then how can I get rid of this inner demon?"
The old monk said: "As long as you eliminate all distracting thoughts, you will never see him again."
Another old monk next to him said: "Master is talking about superior skills to low-class people! I think he has no concentration at all, how can he be empty in his heart? Master is like a doctor who treats diseases and only tells the symptoms. But no suitable medicine was prescribed!”
The scholar looked confused when he heard this.
The monk said to the scholar: "The evil thoughts in the heart are entangled and entangled, just like grass taking root, which is difficult to dismantle.
Let me give you an analogy: If something falls into a hole and you want to take it out, but you can’t reach in, you can only use a wedge to push it. When the wedge fills the hole, the thing will naturally fall out. Out. "
The scholar still couldn't understand it and said, "Master, please explain it in detail."
The monk continued: "Now think about it this way: after the prostitute died, his body slowly became stiff and cold, and then it began to swell, and then it gradually became rancid and filthy, and then it gradually began to fester. After suppuration, corpse worms will squirm, and gradually the belly will rupture and the internal organs will burst out. The flesh and blood will be messy, with all kinds of colors including red, black, white, etc.
His appearance will gradually change into another look, slowly changing color, and finally he will become like an evil ghost Rakshasa. You will feel terrified. Will you still miss him and like him?
Think about it again: if this prostitute is still alive, he will grow up day by day, and his figure will gradually become burly, and he will no longer have the charming posture when he was a boy. Then he will grow a beard, and slowly his beard will become smaller. The hair is long and hard, stabbing like a sword and halberd; later on, his face will gradually become gray and old, his hair will gradually become white, his temples will become like snow, and then his head will become bald and his teeth will become bald. He also fell, his back gradually became rickets, he kept coughing all day long, his nose and tears flowed together, his mouth was drooling, he was so dirty that no one wanted to get close to him. At this time, you only have disgust for him and don't want to see him at all.
You think about it further: because this child died first, you will miss him; if you died first and he looked so good, someone would definitely seduce him or coerce him. Do you think he would be able to Like a widow and a virgin, keeping a feast for you?
If he is seduced into bed, all the obscene words, lingering love words he said to you, and all the lewd gestures he made to you when you were alive will still be said to others, done to others, and indulged in Let yourself be entertained; all the love you had with him in the past will disappear like floating clouds, leaving no trace! When you think about it like this, will you start to feel resentful?
Or if you think about it again, if this prostitute is still alive, maybe he will rely on your favor and become arrogant and willful, which will become intolerable to you over time. Occasionally, if something doesn't go to his liking, he will immediately talk to you. Falling out, even quarreling and swearing; maybe one day, if your property can no longer meet his requirements, he will suddenly feel divorced and become indifferent to you; maybe he will abandon you when he sees others are richer than you, and will never see you again. When I meet you, I feel like a stranger.
Thinking about it this way, will you also feel resentful? If you let all kinds of thoughts like this rise and fall in your heart, then there will be no free space in your heart. As long as there is no extra space in your heart, then there will be no room for all desires and desires, and all evil thoughts will disappear on their own unless you get rid of them. "
After listening to the old monk's teachings, the scholar suddenly felt enlightened. Every day, he only thought about the bad things about child molestation as the old monk said.
In the next few days, he sometimes saw the molester, sometimes not.
Just like this, a few more days passed, and the scholar no longer saw any trace of the molester, and his trance-like illness was cured.
Later, the scholar went home and lived for a while. After feeling that everything was back to normal, he wanted to visit the two monks in the temple and express his gratitude to them.
Who knows, but there are no two monks in the temple.
Some people say that this is where the Buddha showed his victory and came to save the scholars.
Some people also say that he is a visiting monk from other places who only lives in this temple temporarily. Their whereabouts are unpredictable, and they come and go like clouds. Occasionally they meet the scholar by chance and give him guidance. Now they are wandering elsewhere.