Episode 42. Cause and effect, emptiness and emptiness (7)
Sarak.
The sound of flipping bookshelves.
Sarak! Sarak! Sarak!
On the ninth floor of the 2.19 million library, the hands flipped through the bookshelves as if hacking at Cheolcheon’s enemy.
‘As expected, shit. I was here.’
A place where large bookshelves were lined up.
Alabongdae, dark but now completely transformed into a pretty young man, was lying on one of the bookshelves.
An exquisite combination of two thick books for pillows and a bundle of soft parchment paper and hard bamboo for footrests.
Next to the bookshelf used for the guy’s bed was another bookshelf that served as a bookshelf, and on top of it, books that appeared to have been read were lined up in five rows.
<Basic Decimation> – Author Jeong Jeong-geun
<The Real Institutional Language> – Author, Jang Bong-jin
<Shindongnaegongsimbeop> – Author, Alabong University
… … etc.
Books that make your head spin just by their titles.
If so, the book in Alabongdae’s hand, the book he flips through and giggles while reading, is a terrifyingly high-level… … .
<Mrs. Dog>
Dog loving wife.
“… … .”
I’m busy, my baby.
After silently looking at his lower body, he politely left the 2.19 million library.
“Are you awake?”
Alabongdae called me and stopped me.
Turning around, he said, waving his dog book.
“Is this awesome?”
“Just by looking at the creepily one-dimensional title, anyone can tell.”
“Would you like to see it?”
“saw.”
“huh? When did you see Did you know that you came here yesterday?”
“I saw you in my dream.”
Dog wife is an immortal masterpiece.
It’s not just me, it’s a book that many men from the Moorim Alliance have read through the night with red eyes.
“Ah, me again.”
“Shindung, are you going to stay up all night for a while?”
“Why?”
“Waiting for book two.”
It’s because the 2nd volume hasn’t come out yet.
“Ugh-. How did you know?”
food.
My dog wife is the 3rd volume.
Tsk tsk, I’m sorry for Alabong University.
It will come out in the next few years.
ah?
‘Should I just try it?’
No, no.
I can’t even imitate that description with my poor writing skills. You can’t remember it perfectly, and you can’t just unfold the framework, no.
“Then keep watching. I go.”
I was about to leave with my hand raised, but Alabongdae said while hesitating.
“What do you keep thinking about, why do you sleep so deeply?”
“… … .”
“Tell me.”
Cub, now I’m even creating a new mother.
I stopped walking and met eyes with Alabongdae.
Eyes of wisdom that overflow in mischievous pupils.
Yes, this guy was the Moorim League, maybe the best prodigy of the Moorim.
I stared into his eyes for a moment and said.
“Release… … .”
“Have you escaped?”
“How are you doing?”
I scratched my forehead because I thought I asked a question that was too absurd… … .
“Why do you want to do that?”
I heard a question that ended with ‘da’, an awkward ending unique to Alabongdae that was used in the past.
Dude, are you seriously trying to respond?
“I thought that if I became a Buddha, I would be able to overcome all crises.”
“Are you talking about Buddha?”
Shintong tilted his head and threw Book 1 of The Dog Woman to the next shelf.
tadak.
Then he jumped down to the floor and carefully swung around. Looking to see if anyone is there or not.
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“no one is here. outside of us.”
“That’s right? Then you can talk freely.”
uh? talk?
Do you even know how to become a Buddha? I’m listening… … The guy’s words that followed were so unexpected, and brought a terrible twist to my worries.
“Buddha is weak. That’s why I was able to become a Buddha.”
Buddha is weak? so you were able to get rid of it?
“… … What are you talking about?”
9th floor of the 2.19 million library.
Alabongdae’s thicker voice resounded softly but firmly.
“What do you think would happen if Buddha one day suddenly experienced human life again?”
never thought about it… … .
We only know that Siddhartha Gautama, who was a human, became a Buddha, but what if that Buddha became Siddhartha Gautama again?
Looking at me worried, Alabongdae smiled and said,
“No, what problem could be as easy as that?”
easy? You say it’s easy?
“I will commit suicide.”
“… … !?”
“The nirvana that the nobleman called Buddha accomplished? He sorted out all ties and abandoned his feelings? What is that escaping from reality? Didn’t you give up everything and choose to become a god because the world is like a beggar or because you don’t want to have any more relationships with your ties?”
The sides of my temples are cracked, and I feel the feeling of being scattered and empty.
Even the feeling of emptiness that follows.
My feet went outside without my knowledge.
“I don’t know why you asked about liberation.”
Behind me, the words of Alabongdae came like a harpoon and pierced me deeply into my chest.
“You bastard will never become a Buddha even if he dies and dies and heals himself a hundred times.”
● ● ●
I went for a walk again.
It felt like something was blocked in my head.
The path is still my own path. There was an open road that allowed one to go round and round, and not far from the 2.19 million library, there was a small gymnasium in the middle of the road.
It’s called an intensive training room.
All sorts of things happened while I was sleeping.
Just in time, Lee Si-hong, carrying various weapons, was rushing toward it. After that, the requiem master was chasing after him with a bat.
Then, just at the right time, our eyes met with Master Requiem.
“huh? friend?”
As soon as I took hold of the gun, he lowered his club and approached me.
“I heard that after waking up for a short time, he was immediately stuck in the medicine hall and fell into trouble. How, did you solve it well?”
Jinhonjin.
The first teacher of life and guide of life.
In [Heo Gong-rok], it seems that I took on his role and led Shi-hong, but now the two of them are in one place. A strange feeling rushes in.
“Tsk tsk, this is something I haven’t been able to solve. Well, a lot of things have changed and the surroundings have changed too much. If it doesn’t bother you, then that’s weird.”
It wasn’t really such a problem, but I moved on to something else in moderation.
“however… … What is that bat?”
“Oh, this?”
The requiem master raised his eyebrows as he raised a bat, no, a club. From the inside of the intensive training room over there, towards Shihong, who is peeking over here.
“I’m going to massage that idiot over there.”
I said as I looked at Shi Hong who was looking at me with his weapon.
“You mean him?”
“Uh, yes.”
“Did Shi Hong make a big mistake?”
I was the one who knew Shihong better than anyone else in the Murim League. He’s been right next to me for over 20 years and it’s hard not to know.
He was one of the best talents with no shortage of skills, personality, effort, passion, and qualities.
Did something like that happen to him while I was sleeping?
“What is it?”
Requiem master pointed at me with a club and said.
“you.”
“yes?”
“You are the problem.”
“yes?”
“Isn’t that guy copying you and setting it up there with all kinds of weapons without proper training?”
“… … .”
Oh, yes.
The guy’s only downside.
Lee Si-hong was the best talent with no shortage of skills, personality, effort, passion, and qualities.
‘There was a tendency to obsess over me in a naive way.’
He nodded.
I understand.
Even during [Heo Gong-rok], for a while, Shi Hong spent a lot of time trying to imitate me and learning the 10 Byeongjujutsu.
‘I guess I’ll have to tell you.’
There is another martial art that is suitable for you.
I didn’t know that, and for a while I pushed him to use the twins technique.
As a result, it was a complete waste of time.
“It would be better for you to say something than to use a stick.”
“All right.”
“Dan Daehyup!”
Lee Si-hong, who had been watching, shouted at me from afar, watching the deceased master.
“Please teach me your weapon skills while you wake up!”
“Yeah man!”
The requiem master shouted at Shihongi with an uncharacteristically serious expression.
“How many times has Bondo not told you? Do not covet what is not yours.”
“but… … .”
“The chance that this friend got is the luck that came because it was right for this friend. No, even if this friend didn’t get the 10 bottles, it’s not yours.”
“… … .”
“Is it because you didn’t get a chance? In Bondo’s eyes, you’re not yet mature enough to endure the good fortune of a chance.”
After hearing that, nothing else came to me.
“Good luck endure… … . What do you mean by that?”
Master Jinhon, who had been kicking Shihong, looked at me and said.
“Isn’t good luck harder to bear than bad luck?”
Strangely, the surroundings become quiet.
“I heard that many opportunities came to you, friends.”
Oddly enough, it makes me feel at ease.
“You’ve worked hard enough and have enough personality to make most of them yours. In other words, it’s your fate. It’s not this guy’s.”
He looked at Lee Si-hong again and screamed loudly.
“You don’t know that! This guy!”
… … After that, a chase and chase broke out again between the two.
‘My relationship… … Giyeon… … Did I just endure it?’
– Cluck. What is that? I don’t know who it is, but it’s dirty. Tabletop King? How high (tak, 卓) tower (塔) was built, and even got the name of Heavenly King?
– Yes! When this, this is completed, this, this one aloha, charge once! Dae, me in Daeungjeon Hall, heat up, moon gan ha, I’ll be able to do it!
― Even if you die and die again and fix yourself a hundred times, you won’t be able to become a Buddha.
chain of kinship.
Link of fate… … .
A chain of ties?
Ring of Fate!
Ring of Fate!!
and thoughts that came to mind.
Is it really the right answer to sever all ties and get out of the cycle of reincarnation like Buddha?
No, no, it’s not a question of right or wrong.
I kept thinking. I thought and thought and thought again and thought again, and at the end I was able to correct the question.
Was it really me who cut all ties?
– Will be back soon.
It wasn’t a demand to come back soon.
Naturally, he knew that I would return to prohibition.
Carelessly, naturally, of course… … .
My feet headed back to the absolute prison.
● ● ●
“Cluck, did you find your own nirvana?”
I just stared at Ambassador Hyo-hyo with a blank mind.
“I still want to become a Buddha.”
“I am… … .”
I shook my head and corrected the fundamental question I had asked before.
“Humans… … Are you really less than a Buddha?”
“Ah must. A Buddha is a being without anger, hatred, or sorrow. A being who is neither courted nor hurt is a Buddha. A being who has escaped from passions and all ties. He is obviously a great person. But I mean.”
“… … .”
“Those who have been liberated from agony and anguish, ‘enlightened ones’. He is also a being without love, without joy, without happiness. It also means that he has nothing to cherish and nothing precious to him. If he becomes such a being, will he really try to save the world? Should I continue my relationship with my friends? What about your family?”
“… … .”
“Anguish and anguish come from relationships. At least I believe so.”
He looked straight at me and said as if chewing.
“Do you know why I’ve been looking for food recipes so much?”
“… … .”
“Is God really better than man? It was to get a proper answer to that.”
It is another form of questioning whether humans are inferior to Buddhas.
“I was convinced after hearing the story of what you went through. You guys don’t seem to know even though you’ve experienced it yourself.”
Hyo-hyo’s stern conduct continued.
“God is nothing more than an emotionless, inanimate object that has fled his life.”
God, apathy, apathy, inanimate… … !?
The words I heard and the things I experienced today suddenly pounded in my brain like a shooting star.
Can ‘I’, who has this body now, fight the Heavenly Demon and win?
Liberation… … Escape… … If you enter nirvana, will you become a Buddha and win?
No, no, is there any reason for me to fight the Heavenly Demon, having freed myself from all ties and forgetting my passions and delusions?
Five insults.
If I put off all that hate and love, will I need to prevent the end of the world?
As filial piety said, what about family? What about friends? acquaintances?
Or, would he really try to prevent the destruction of the world while being so unemotional and unsentimental?
“Don’t run away from your life.”
“But I am a dead man now. I can no longer learn martial arts… … .”
I saw that there were still many things I could do, but I couldn’t do anything on my own.
“You must have been trying hard in those few lifetimes. However, your situation has become worse than before, and you have become a low-level warrior who is incomparable to the martial arts that Chun Byeong-gwi had in the past.”
– But are your efforts in vain?
Perhaps if it was me in the past, I would have been able to answer the roar of filial piety.
that all efforts were in vain. That all the fruits of that went back into the air.
―According to your own causal law! Isn’t it natural to be rewarded for the effort you put in? There may be a difference in degree, but shouldn’t something gained be left somewhere?
Hyogi-shim was followed by Hye-gwang-shim.
―Didn’t it be said that those who worked hard should be paid for their efforts? You guys worked hard on the apple tree. He worked hard and worked hard and got rich results. But while I was sleeping, a storm came and all the apples ran out. Now bruised and worm-eaten and rotting, there and there and in it.
Deep eyes of filial piety stared piercingly into my heart and head.
―It is your efforts that are rotting there. The apples of your hard work over several lifetimes are strewn about like corpses in the rotting orchard.
―So, did all the fruits of that effort disappear? Is it like that?
―Now, where are the fruits of your efforts?
―If he hadn’t really disappeared, where would he be!
