Chapter 26: Two Shots Solved It
A twenty-two-year-old young man said he felt dizzy on his way to work in the morning and wanted to take leave to go home and rest.
Then the team leader refused to grant him leave, citing insufficient manpower. The boy persevered until noon. As soon as he walked out of the factory building, he collapsed to the ground.
When the ambulance arrived, the person was already almost cold. Later, I heard he truly died on the way to the hospital.
At that time, I was so angry that I couldn’t help but curse the old man in my dreams.
I told you it would happen, it would happen, and he said he would handle it. How long has it been? Only a month has passed and something has happened.
It had been years since anyone died in that factory,
Let’s just say it’s not that coincidental that no one died.
After that, I always dwelled on this matter, secretly vowing in my heart that righteousness and evil are irreconcilable.
If I encounter any demonic path in my dreams, I will take care of him.
This is great. After some more time passed, I learned the whereabouts of a demonic path in my dream, and that demonic path had two helpers.
I was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to defeat them because there were too many of them, so I invited two fellow Daoists in my dream to go and deal with him.
Guess what?
I put my palms together and recited Amitabha Buddha. That’s all I knew at the time.
Damn it, as soon as we met, that bastard struck me with a palm, and it even had a magic circle.
My divine sense had no effect whatsoever.
With a “crack,” I was directly woken up!
Half of my body was in searing pain. I was directly woken up by the pain from my dream, and it took me a while to recover.
I was so angry that I cursed, “Damn it, if I meet you in my dream again, I will definitely strike back!”
After that, I continued to persevere in my cultivation, advancing rapidly.
But until now, I still haven’t encountered that demonic path again.
A few days ago, I recalled an uncle I worked with when I was young. I was quite rebellious back then, and that uncle was a bit stubborn, but he had a good relationship with my father. We had some minor awkwardness, which was later resolved. He treated me very well and always thought of me when he had anything to eat.
Thinking of him, I sighed with emotion and expressed my regret in my heart for my immature behavior back then.
I don’t know if he is still in this world.
This is great. That night, I dreamed of him directly, walking back and forth in my house. I asked him what he was here for. I told him to go back where he came from, that ghosts and humans should not mix, etc.
He just looked at me. I said, “Uncle, please go. Don’t come again next time, or I’ll hit you, okay?”
He ignored me. Oh my god, I was so angry. I formed a Vajra mudra, but it was useless. I directly transformed it into a Five-Thunder Finger technique and unleashed a Double Dragon Emerging from the Sea towards him.
The scene shattered instantly, and I woke up directly from the dream.
Damn it! He’s too spoiled! I was lamenting my immaturity in my youth. We didn’t really have any enmity, nor anything else.
I just worried about him. He came to me in my dream?
Isn’t this purely asking for a beating?
Hahaha, although the story is real, just listen to it as a story.
Because karma is created by attachment here.
Some friends might ask, “Even at this stage of my cultivation, do I still have this?”
Of course, I summon whatever I intentionally think about. Although I can control my thoughts at will, when I intentionally reflect on myself, it also brings about such influences. However, it’s harmless, nothing significant, and can be resolved with a couple of blows.
No matter how much you cultivate, you must persevere and not feel content just because you’ve achieved something.
You must continue to perceive and find wonderful applications in all things, and persevere.
Because all things are here to help you cultivate.
Even delusions, if utilized well, are good.
In the method I teach, transforming thought into sword, isn’t that sword formed from our deluded heart?
Otherwise, where would the sword come from in the heart? It’s just a thought, a scene in the mind, often visualized for fun. When needed, it is used to break other delusions.
This refers not to one delusion, but many; every chaotic thought is a delusion.
The method of transforming thought into sword is merely a cultivation technique I created, its principle derived from the idea that one thought can counter ten thousand thoughts.
That is to say, if you focus your thoughts on one point, you can break other thoughts.
Now I occasionally use it, mainly for visualizing and playing.
From this point, it’s not hard to see that to cultivate, one sometimes needs a bit of imagination!
Imagination and mental power are actually similar. For example, if you believe that reciting sutras has great magical power and can bless you.
Then you focus your mind on reciting sutras, thus blocking out other distracting thoughts.
My method is the same as reciting or copying sutras, it’s just easier because you only need to imagine.
A few days ago, when my girlfriend and I ordered takeout, a girl was cooking noodles for us. I noticed her hands were a bit restless; she was grabbing the noodles with her hands, and her hands would touch her nose, then her body.
I was afraid that when she put vegetables into the noodles, she would still use her hands. To be honest, seeing her like that made me quite uncomfortable.
I saw it. What if I hadn’t seen it? Before I came, wasn’t she touching things? After I arrived, she directly grabbed the noodles with her hands without washing them.
Thinking about this, my expression didn’t change; I just watched her cook noodles normally. When she turned to get something, she looked at me twice.
Perhaps she was a bit unnerved by my stare, and her hands became more honest. She stopped touching things and even added an extra egg for my girlfriend and me without charging extra.
When we got home, my girlfriend asked if they had added eggs. I said no, they don’t come with eggs, right? She said no, they usually charge extra, two yuan for one. We had just bought the normal meal.
When I thought about it, I sighed. That girl must have been scared by my stare.
While eating the noodles, I reflected. I’ve already shed self-attachment and discernment, so why am I still bothered by whether her cooking is clean or dirty?
If you say I’m bothered, that’s discernment. If you say I’m not bothered, damn it, my heart still feels a bit disgusted, hahaha.
So I summarized the principle: sometimes the dirt on a person is in their thoughts, and sometimes it’s in their habits.
Her actions of being dirty caused dirt in my thoughts. Since I had already bought it and didn’t ask for a refund, why bother dwelling on it? Just make it, what’s dirty or clean? What you make yourself is clean; what others make is not clean.
Who are you blaming if you’re too lazy to cook yourself? Damn it!
If you have the heart to dislike others’ cooking as dirty, then be diligent and cook it yourself, or don’t be so fussy.
You didn’t say anything about a refund or cleanliness at the time, and now you’re going home to complain to your grandmother and grandson? Are we going to say that?
Hahahaha.
