The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it is almost dusk; the wish is infinitely beautiful, but it is difficult to realize.
Under the yellow clouds that cover the sky and the sun, stands a huge Buddha statue, with a quiet temple at his feet.
The dim yellow light shines on the huge Buddha statue, like an old cassock that has faded its splendor, and the cracked and mottled body looks like an old monk who is about to pass away.
Zhou Weide has seen this Buddha statue, which is said to be the largest on earth. It is 208 meters tall, nearly as high as a 70-storey building, and its palm alone is 20 meters long.
He is made of a mixture of steel, copper, and gold. His majestic and peaceful figure can be seen dozens of miles away, shining in the sunlight.
Zhou Weide never thought that he would encounter this giant Buddha again in his dream. Now he only hopes that the Buddha statue is not the manifestation of a twisted monster.
After all, the guns and weapons in his hands are not even a toothpick in front of a giant of this size.
"Temple, Buddha statue, what do they represent, worship, prayer, sustenance, wish..."
Looking at the mottled and old huge Buddha statue, Zhou Weide stepped off the raft. No matter what was hidden here, he had to see it.
Compared to the magnificent and stunning Buddha statue, the quiet temple on the wooden raft near the shore seems very ordinary. The size of the entire temple is not enough to serve as a base for the giant Buddha.
On the black plaque with coiled dragon and cloud patterns, the three characters "Foquan Temple" are written in gold lacquer. There is also a couplet engraved in gold lacquer on the beams in front of the door.
"I asked you where you are going now, and I hope you will think twice about when you will come back."
The door of the temple is not closed, as if it is during business hours, waiting for tourists to come.
Zhou Weide asked the puppets from the first combat group to go in and investigate, and soon got a report that the internal security was correct.
"It shouldn't be like this. Demons of cowardice, stupidity, desire, and obsession are all very predatory. Why are the monsters hiding in temples and Buddhas indifferent?"
Zhou Weide entered the temple under the escort of the battle doll. In order to lure out the hidden monster, he took the initiative to scratch his arm and let the blood drip onto the ground.
But even if he used himself as bait, he could not draw out the hidden monster.
There seems to be no twisted monsters in this vast dream realm, it is just a simple place of retreat.
But this is obviously impossible. He traveled through four dream stars and experienced many dangers along the way. There is no reason that the fifth dream star would be a safe area.
"If there is no problem with the temple, the problem is the Big Buddha."
Zhou Weide raised his head and looked at the Big Buddha. The huge Buddha statue was still looking down with a compassionate face and lowered eyebrows. he.
But everything shouldn’t be like this. The direction he was outside the temple door before is now inside the temple. The movement in the direction cannot avoid the huge Buddha statue, but it shouldn’t be done every time.See the front of the Buddha.
"Things are in trouble. I am as small as an ant in front of the Buddha.
If it is controlled by a twisted monster, it will be difficult for me to break its defense."
Zhou Weide originally thought that the visible twisted monsters were easier to deal with, while the invisible twisted monsters were more dangerous.
Now it seems that he was wrong, and very wrong. When a tangible monster is big enough and strong enough, it will be more dangerous and unsolvable.
‘Wherever you go, you will come again’, Zhou Weide stroked the gold lacquer couplet at the door of the temple, as if he had some enlightenment.
"That's right. I want to ask you where are you going now and where can I escape to.
I hope you will think twice about when you will come again. After thinking about it a few times and wandering around, sooner or later you will be there. The sky will come again."
"Since it's coming from both sides, it's better to go straight ahead and see what it can do."
The experience of Dreamland Home tells him that he is. You will not die in your dreams. As long as you dare to face it, you will not sink.
Although he never experienced death again in several subsequent explorations, the courage he regained in his dream home has not faded, and he still has the courage to face death.
After passing through the outer and inner courtyards of the temple, there is a rising avenue, which is composed of twelve steps and twelve platforms.
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The big Buddha stands on the square base at the end of the steps. He stands on the lotus platform with one hand upward and one hand downward.
The green mountain peaks and the dim clouds blended behind him, like the intersection between spring and autumn, and like the boundary between vitality and twilight.
When Zhou Weide stepped onto the first step, the huge and mottled old Buddha statue suddenly smiled. His compassionate and peaceful face gradually faded, and his lowered eyebrows slowly opened.
"Vide, I have thought about it. We brothers are still reliable. You can come to my company to be the manager tomorrow."
"If your child has any difficulties, just tell your family that we can This whole family will definitely help you."
"Vide, let's get together, you are the best person I have ever seen."
"Xiao Zhou, You have just come to the company and have little experience. Let me guide you."
"Donor, I already know your wish. I think you are a kind person, so I will accept it." < /p>
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Countless voices rang in Zhou Weide's ears. He seemed to see noble people supporting him, his family prospering, his love perfect, and the gods and Buddhas showing mercy.
Those sounds and images were extremely real and coherent. Every time he stepped on a step, he experienced a wonderful life.
"It's so beautiful, but life won't be so wonderful, and the people around me won't be so surrounded by me.
I know what you are. Its name is 'Wish', and its name is "Wish". The appearance is 'Yi'."
"Rely on your parents at home, rely on friends when going out, rely on colleagues for advice, rely on gods and Buddhas in times of disaster. Even to get a relationship, you need to rely on the other person to move you.
Everything is determined by fate, why not Self-reliance. ”
“How long can expectations and dependence exist? Whether the person being relied on is capable and willing to repay this dependence.
After all, I am here to find you. "
After Zhou Weide climbed the first flight of stairs, he stood on the platform and looked up at the tall Buddha statue. At this moment, he finally saw the true face of the Buddha statue.
There is a human figure flickering in the bun on the Buddha's head. Looking at where the figure is flickering, it is clear that they are people of different shapes making up those buns.
The mottled cassock on the colossus is not really worn out, but a colorful cassock composed of countless different portraits.
The characters in those portraits are all the same person. Some of them are happy, some are depressed, some are in pain, and some are peaceful.
But no matter what their expressions were, they all looked up at the gods sitting on the Buddha's head.
They pray to the ‘gods’ for mercy, and they expect the ‘gods’ to grant them a better life.
They are ugly, they are pitiful, they are full of hope but hopeless, they are all Zhou Weide.
The cracked surface of the Buddha is actually countless intertwined silk threads, hanging down one by one from the Buddha's head.
Some gods were trying their best to salvage Zhou Weide, some were playing tricks on Zhou Weide, and some gods suddenly let go of the silk thread in Zhou Weide's hands when he climbed out of his cassock, letting him fall hundreds of meters into the sky.
"Haha, I'm here, it's great."
"Ah..., give me a hand, please give me a hand."
At this moment, everything chaotic and twisted appeared in front of Zhou Weide. He saw ignorance, desire, cowardice, and even dependence.
Those in the cassocks are like fish waiting to be fished with the black silk thread and waiting for the mercy of the Buddha-headed gods.
"This is who I used to be. I believe in science when I say it, and I believe in theology when I do things.
I rely on people who love me, and hurt those who love me. I beg and ask for help, and please those who abandon me. ”