sbdcsierra Chapter 116: The one who trapped you is yourself!
Chapter 116: The one who trapped you is yourself!
"You have demonic obstacles in your heart. If you want to enter Buddhism, you must stay in the abstinence room for 49 days."
These are the words that have been lingering in Chen Baoan's mind these days.
The chaos of memory fragments, the sound of clashing swords behind the city gate, and the lingering shadow that is running away.
Chen Baoan was tormented every moment. He lived with Zhao Hong for eight years and worked with Lu Wan for six years. Both of them died in the riots in the capital.
He also died in the riot in the capital...
He really wanted to put on the golden hoop, fight back, and turn the entire capital city upside down!
But no matter how he called out to Xiaopei, no sound appeared in his mind.
Not only that, his previous memories became more and more confused. He knew very clearly that he had forgotten something, but what exactly did he forget?
Who is he? Chen Baoan, or Sun Wukong...
Was his previous appearance real? Was his somersault cloud, flaming eyes, and great heavenly immortal art all fake? !
With countless doubts in his mind, he came to Guiyuan Temple on a mountain near the capital, intending to become a monk.
This was also a helpless move. Zhao Hong told him eight years ago that if the plan failed, he would go to the temple to become a monk.
So he came to Guiyuan Temple, where the abbot's Buddhist name is Bodhi. He is estimated to be in his 80s, which is quite long-lived in this era.
The first time he saw Chen Baoan, he was horrified. This man was shining with golden light, as if he was born for Buddhist temples, a natural abbot! He was chosen by the Buddha!
This is shocking.
There was a hint of scarlet aura on Chen Baoan, which represented murderous intent and disobedience. The person in front of him looked like a killer!
This is fear!
This is what Abbot Bodhi explained to Chen Baoan, and why he was asked to stay in this abstinence room for 49 days. The purpose was to remove the evil spirit and blood energy and prevent him from going astray.
"Xiaopei...are you there?"
There was no answer.
"Little partner..."
It didn't seem like Chen Baoan was calling her name in his mind, but was calling it directly in reality.
After all, Xiaopei's voice can only be heard by him, so in reality, he is inevitably regarded as a lunatic.
"Little partner!"
"Come out!"
Chen Baoan began to feel depressed as he couldn't hear the voice he wanted.
He had spent seven days in this ordination room. Apart from the three meals a day brought to him by the monks, he had not spoken to anyone. This was a blank wooden room, so naturally he had nothing to do.
"Little partner!"
As he stepped on the ground, a breaking sound appeared in his ears.
Step again! My feet are numb.
Step again! Pain surged from my calves.
At this moment, he actually felt a little lustful. It was this feeling of pain that made him know that he was still alive!
But afterwards, he fell into madness again, and kept calling Xiao Pei's name, trying to prove that his previous memory was correct, and that he was indeed the omnipotent Monkey King in his previous life, and not the weak and ordinary person Chen Baoan!
"It's still like this... No... This is impossible..."
Chen Baoan, sweating profusely, knelt down weakly on the ground, as if all his strength had been drained, and was gasping for breath due to lack of oxygen from shouting.
Fear was like a shadow in the darkness, tightly wrapping around his heart, making him feel suffocated and helpless.
Confusion was like a layer of fog, covering his eyes, making him unable to see the road ahead and not knowing where to go. These two emotions intertwined, filling his heart with contradictions and uneasiness.
There was not even a candle in such a small room, and apart from the crack in the door, not even a single light could come in.
"Ahhhh!!!"
He shouted and punched the ground again and again, and soon holes were made in the wooden floor one after another.
A crazy expression was clearly visible on Chen Baoan's face. His eyes were wide open, filled with madness and despair.
His lips were twisted, revealing a row of white teeth, as if he wanted to bite everything apart.
His face was full of blue veins, like a bloodthirsty beast.
"Hahaha, yes, that's it, my magical power is back, it's back!"
“Indestructible! Indestructible! Hahahaha… Ye Mian, just wait, I will definitely… definitely…”
Chen Baoan laughed crazily. His magical power was back! It was back! He could avenge Zhao Hong and Lu Wan!
Turn the entire capital upside down! Twist Ye Mian's head off! Hang it on the city gate!
“Uh uh…Ahhhh!”
Suddenly, the laughter stopped without any warning, as if an invisible hand had grabbed the throat and instantly disappeared into the air.
Instead, a surge of pain surged into his heart like a tide, drowning his consciousness. This pain was not a common stabbing or dull pain, but a deep, unbearable pain that penetrated into his bones.
It is like a sharp knife, piercing mercilessly deep into the body and continuing to penetrate deeper and deeper.
…'Squeak~'
The heavy door was slowly pushed open, and a bright light instantly shone in, illuminating the originally dark space.
However, in this brightness, only one solitary figure was visible - a person huddled in the corner of the room.
His body was trembling slightly, as if he was in great pain or fear. His eyes were closed, his brows were furrowed, and his face showed a deep despair and helplessness.
Around him, there were empty walls all around, and only silence and desolation.
Messy hair, tattered clothes, hands without wounds, and... an intact floor.
"Donor, please have your meal."
The young monk's voice echoed in the room, and the figure seemed to have heard the call and slowly crawled towards where the light came in.
The white porridge was emitting heat, and he seemed not to have felt this for a long time, even though in reality he had just eaten it a few hours ago.
"Gudong gudong..."
He finished the white porridge in two mouthfuls, and then ate two white steamed buns in a few more mouthfuls.
"Donor, I will take my leave now."
After the young monk finished speaking, he prepared to leave.
Chen Baoan watched the light slowly disappear and ran away like crazy.
At the end of the light, he saw his family and all the people who had helped him along the way.
Second sister, eldest brother, father Chen Huai, mother Ye Ling, Tian Yang, and Lu Wan.
They smiled at him.
Behind him was Dongfang Huaizhu, who was dressed in green. She stretched out her hand towards him.
Unlike the way they first met, this time, she held his hand.
Then Huaizhu's figure disappeared into thin air, and after him appeared the village chief Qing Yan, Mr. Zhao Hong, and the abbot whom he had met before.
"How could you...?"
Just as Chen Baoan was surprised, the figures of the three people quickly disappeared.
A golden light shone brightly, and the Third Young Master holding the Dinghai Stick suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Third...third brother?"
Chen Baoan asked doubtfully.
The third young master didn't answer at all and just swung his stick at him.
'boom! '
In reality, Chen Baoan flew backwards, and what hit him was not the golden Dinghai stick, but a Zen staff!
"master!"
The young monk immediately bowed.
"Well, please step back first."
"Yes."
It was Abbot Bodhi who locked Chen Baoan into this room.
"master……"
Chen Baoan lay on the ground, staring blankly at the abbot.
"Is there still any evil spirit in me?"
A weak voice sounded, Chen Baoan was fed up with life in this detention room.
It was pitch dark and a dark aura constantly surrounded him. The fear and illusion almost made his spirit collapse.
He could hardly tell what was an illusion and what was reality...
"Amitabha, benefactor, you ask me this question because the evil spirit has not yet dissipated, right?"
Abbot Bodhi squatted in front of Chen Baoan, holding a Zen staff.
This one sentence gave Chen Baoan an epiphany.
Yes, isn’t it because there is evil in my heart and I am not calm enough that I ask such questions?
If there is no evil spirit, no one would ask such questions, just like a sick person would not go out of his way to prove his health.
"I understand……"
Chen Baoan couldn't hide the disappointment in his eyes. He turned and walked to the corner of the room, sat on the ground again, and curled up his body.
"Hmm... Amitabha."
After the abbot bowed, he slowly left the room and closed the door tightly.
"Master, is it true that the evil spirit of this donor Chen has not yet dissipated?"
On the way, the young monk raised his doubts to the abbot.
"Of course. I have observed this donor Chen. He has strong blood and a strong body. I think he must be a martial artist."
"Amitabha, if he wants to leave, this small room can't accommodate him."
The abbot stroked the Buddhist beads in his hand and said.
He could see that Chen Baoan's identity was not simple. If a fight broke out, this small prison room would not be able to withstand it.
But he didn't really do it, because he knew that he had something on his mind and some evil spirit, which was why he locked himself in this cell.
In other words, it was not the prison cell that trapped him there, but Chen Baoan himself.
The obsession with the past, the guilt towards someone, and the hatred towards the enemy all turned into chains that bound him tightly.
"Then Master, if you have practiced enough, can you really see the evil spirit on the other person?"
The young monk asked again.
The abbot was slightly stunned when he heard this.
Then he smiled calmly.
"Amitabha, when you have cultivated enough, you will know it naturally."
"Oh, okay, Amitabha..."
Then Abbot Bodhi instructed the young monk:
"When you go to bring him the vegetarian meal at twilight hour in the evening, give him the Tripitaka in the Sutra Library."
"Yes, master."
The young monk replied.
In the ordination room, Chen Baoan sat limply in the corner, recalling the abbot's words.
It seemed like everything became clear.
He came here just to survive so that he could take revenge on Ye Mian for Zhao Hong and Lu Wan.
Yes, he has always had an obsession, and it may be traced back further...
When he was in Aolai Country, he had an obsession with the outside world.
After becoming Chen Baoan, the previous obsession disappeared, but new obsession emerged.
Saving the village, meeting Huaizhu, and now being overwhelmed by hatred...
Obsession is a vortex. Once you get caught in it, there is no way out...