Super Dimensional Fantasy World

Chapter 2 Viewing the Universe in a Dream

"Stop talking about such useless things to me! Chick, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. I'm waiting to wake up. There's still a lot of homework on the desk waiting for me to do! You don't even know how important my business is." I don't know! Time is very precious!" At this time, Su Mentu was not so calm, but he was a bit like those aunts in the vegetable market who kept haggling and haggling, and didn't give Jin Buddha a chance to speak at all.

The Golden Buddha was interrupted by Su Mentu, and slightly opened his eyes to look at Su Men.

"You are guilty!" The explosion sound came from all directions, shaking the sea water and the sky turbulent.

Sumentu covered his ears at the moment of the sonic boom, but his head was still buzzing from the shock of the loud shout.

It took a long time for Sumentu to wake up from the concussion-like state. He didn't care if it was a dream or not. The golden Buddha in front of him angered him, so he wanted to fight back viciously.

"Your voice is howling like a pig, who wants to cut your flesh! Why don't you buy a loudspeaker and howl? Scaring people to death doesn't pay for their lives? Is there any law of the king? Do you want to behave yourself! It's the other way around You, you are still so arrogant in the uncle’s dream!" Well, well, Sumentu said a lot, if it wasn’t for the high position of the golden Buddha, he couldn’t reach it, maybe at this time he would have to go up to compete But after yelling and scolding, the Golden Buddha in front of Sumentu was not moved at all.

Su Mentu didn't realize that his usual taciturn and peaceful approach to others seemed to have disappeared here, and his mood began to fluctuate greatly, and he couldn't restrain himself at all.

Not long after, Sumentu scolded him with a dry mouth, and sat cross-legged in the void, gasping for breath.

In a majestic and magnificent hall, three thousand Bodhisattvas stand in their seats, and Sakyamuni sits on the head, resting his cheek with one hand, and half-lying on the golden rotating lotus to sleep.Directly in front of him is a circular hollow, in which the images of Sumentu and Golden Buddha confronting each other are projected.

When Sumentu finally finished cursing and rested on the ground, Venerable Kasyapa slowly walked from the rows of Arhats to the center of the smoke-filled hall, clasped his hands together, and softly recited a Buddha's name.

"My Buddha, do you want to bring him?"

Shakyamuni, who was above him, woke up at some point.

"Bring him first, there are some things that need to be explained in advance."

Venerable Kassapa bowed deeply and recited a Buddha's name. His figure gradually blurred and finally disappeared in the center of the hall.

On the boundless sea of ​​perfume, when Sumentu was trying to concentrate and think of a way to wake up, the Golden Buddha, who hadn't moved in front of him for a long time, suddenly raised his hands, and tore the void, directly tearing the dark red and Chibai was torn apart!The golden light sprinkled from the torn crack, accompanied by a burning sensation, Sumentu roared and wanted to find a hiding place, but there was no place to hide in this vast and boundless sea of ​​perfume.

Fortunately, Venerable Kasyapa arrived in time, and the spacious cassock covered Sumentu's body that was smoking white.

With a single finger wave of the Golden Buddha, a beam of light shot out from the fingertips and directly penetrated the body of Venerable Kasyapa. Venerable Kassapa frowned slightly, and then twisted his pierced chest to roll up the Sumen figure with lightning speed. Disappeared in the sea of ​​perfume.

The sky healed, and the Golden Buddha closed his eyes and returned to the rosette, gradually disappearing into the sea, and everything calmed down.

In the blink of an eye, Venerable Kasyapa returned to the center of the hall with Sumentu. His broken body could no longer hold on, and he spat out golden blood from his mouth.

Su Mentu regained his composure for a while, and found that the Venerable Kassapa next to him might not be able to hold on anymore!

"My lord? My lord? Ah, hold on, I still want to thank you for saving my life, even if it was in a dream." He hurried to help Venerable Kasyapa, but found that he couldn't touch him at all. Venerable Kasyapa.After failing to support him, he looked up and was surrounded by people who looked like Bodhisattvas he saw in the temple, and their eyes were fixed on himself in the center of the hall.

"Don't worry, look." Sakyamuni smiled, and a drop of water popped out between his fingers and landed on the forehead of Venerable Kasyapa. In the blink of an eye, the big hole on Venerable Kasyapa's chest healed and disappeared!

Sumentu exclaimed for a while: "Is it so miraculous! How are you, my lord?"

Venerable Kasyapa stood up, clasped his hands together and recited a Buddhist name to Sakyamuni, then smiled at Sumentu to indicate that he was fine, and went straight back to his seat.

"What was that just now? Who are you?" Sumentu was full of doubts, but now he can only figure out these two questions first.

"Just now that was the Lord of Huazang, the Anger Buddha. It was a part of the anger that was separated from my mind. Just now you were in the first world of the Buddha Kingdom, the Huazang World. There is nothingness there, and only the Anger Buddha is guarding it." Shakyamuni Answered Sumentu's questions in detail. "As for me, it's very clear when you look around. I am the Center of the Five Buddhas, the future of the ancient Lantern Buddha and the past of the future Maitreya Buddha."

"Stop, stop, what about the past and the future? It's so troublesome. I see you look so majestic and mighty. Are you the Great Sun Tathagata Buddha? Sakyamuni?" Sumentu had no idea what the Buddha's real name meant to other Buddhists. wearing something.

As soon as he uttered these words, thousands of Buddhas and disciples in the heaven and earth of the main hall all recited the Buddha's name in unison.

The Sanskrit sound pierced the sky, and Su Mentu felt that his body was about to be broken by the sound, and his heart was beating violently. "It's so real, so real! This kind of heartbeat is simulated." He felt like he was going to be out of breath.

Shakyamuni waved one hand, and the Sanskrit sound disappeared.

"Benefactor, do you know why you came here?" Although the distance between Sakyamuni and Sumentu was far away, his voice still penetrated into Sumentu's body like little snakes wandering away. inside the ear.

Now Sumentu has begun to have doubts. At the beginning, he believed that this was a dream, but with the burning sensation just now and the delicate feeling of his heart beating just now, he had doubts. In his prediction, the first One situation is a dream, and the second situation is that I have inhaled hallucinogenic drugs, but now that these feelings are so real, the third situation is gradually emerging in my mind.

Seeing that Sumentu did not speak, Sakyamuni continued, "You have committed a heinous crime!"

Now, Su Mentu was relieved. He really couldn't think of what crime he had committed. He tried hard to think about the past 20 years, but he couldn't think of any so-called heinous crimes he had committed.

"Buddha, we are all reasonable. In the past 20 years, firstly, I have no father or mother, so I have no sin of filial piety. Second, I have been a virgin so far, so I have no sin of adultery. Thirdly. I have never been in a police station since I was a child, I have never left a criminal record and I have never done any petty theft, so how can I be convicted of such a heinous crime?"

The smile on Sakyamuni's face grew stronger.

"I didn't condemn your crime. I was just in the middle of the transition. You have to go to a higher level later."

Su Mentu was so angry that he just rolled his eyes, thinking of where he was going to go later, he was too tired to speak.

Buddha pointed a finger in the air, clicked a red heart on Sumentu's forehead, and then said lightly: "The place you are going to is extremely dangerous later. If those high-ranking gods release a little momentum, you may be wiped out. This A red heart will protect you from death, I wish you good luck."

Just after saying this, a hole appeared behind Sumentu.

"Come again! Where am I going later?" Before he could finish his sentence, Sumentu was directly sucked in by the huge suction force of the hollow.

Sitting on the lotus flower, Sakyamuni resumed his previous half-lying posture with his face resting on one hand, and gently said to the place where Sumentu disappeared: "You will know when you go."

A series of flashes of space caused Sumentu a lot of pain. He only felt a splitting headache and numbness in his brain.

After passing through this void, he appeared directly in an empty hall supported by five stone pillars, surrounded by white mist, and Sumentu could only see the simple huge stone bricks at the bottom of his feet, each stone brick was tens of meters long The wide square is engraved with fine and delicate patterns, and these patterns form images one after another, like comic strips in a storybook.

Sumentu supported his head with one hand and touched the patterns on the stone bricks with the other. He had never seen the stories on them. Even all the myths and stories passed down by human beings could not match these patterns. Along with this exquisite pattern, Sumentu What I can also feel is the indistinct and wonderful sound in the giant hall. This sound is like the chirping of birds or the singing of dolphins, or the slight rubbing of leaves among the lush trees.

After a while, the white fog gradually dissipated, and everything around him became clear. Sumentu looked up and found that he was sitting in the center of the huge hall. Surrounding him was a circular round table, but this round table With a height of hundreds of meters, the round table just floated in the air for no reason without any solid support!
A wisp of white mist floated, supporting Sumentu and gradually rising up to be level with the round table. Sumentu was no longer surprised by all this, and let the white mist support him.

As he slowly floated up, everything on the round table began to appear in front of Sumentu, and the wonderful voice gradually became clearer.

The entire circular round table is not a real whole, it is divided into twelve parts, and each round table has a large or small throne, but now there is only an old man sitting on the throne directly opposite Sumentu, and the rest The thrones are all empty.

The old man directly opposite Sumentu was wearing a plain cloak and a tie-in hat, and was holding a white rabbit in his arms. The old man's face was full of dimples, and his chin and cheeks were covered with beards. Sumentu couldn't help it. See his eyes clearly, but still feel that the old man is looking at him.

Su Mentu suddenly remembered what Sakyamuni had said to him just now, "a great god on a high ground", and he became vigilant in his heart.

The old man sat upright on the throne, and the cloak wrapped him tightly. A cloud and mist drifted past, leaving only the old man's gray beard trembling slightly.

(End of this chapter)