Mecha Breaks the World

The Temple of the Dead, where Chen Feng used to pay homage to and sweeping, is now very popular. As more and more families store the ashes, the original storage location is no longer enough, so now a tower is being built, and the ashes of the newly entered the park are now being built. Will be placed in these new towers.

Looking at the high tower under construction, Chen Feng said with the monks around him: "Do you think people can understand the world after they die? For example, knowing what future generations do for themselves, or whether their obsessions will come true? "

"Amitabha Buddha, poor monks don't know. After the blessing ceremony is over, the donor can go to the abbot's room by himself, and our abbot will answer questions for the donor." The monk beside Chen Feng didn't understand Chen Feng's meaning, and people died when they died. No, there is no way to know what happened after his death, but in view of Chen Fengqiyu's extraordinary appearance, the answer was not good, so he told Chen Feng that he could go to the abbot for inquiries.

"Thank you." Chen Feng wanted the monk to thank the monk and went straight to the abbot's room. It is said that Wanling Temple did a good job in all aspects. Chen Feng saw countless flowers and plants along the way, as well as specially trimmed patterns, and some imperial cemeteries. Feel like it.

When Chen Feng came to the abbot's room, the abbot of Wanling Temple pointed to the tea cup in front of him: "Don't worry, take a bit of hot tea."

Chen Feng drank all the tea in the teacup in one sip according to the abbot’s instructions. The taste is a bit bitter but the aftertaste is endless. Anyone who doesn’t know how to taste tea will realize that making tea is not easy: “Good tea! The ordinary tea has no such taste at all."

"If there are more guests, there will be all kinds of people. Some of them are proficient in tea. Some of them gave me some. Today, a friend came from afar, and it was just right to take it out to entertain you." The abbot poured a cup of tea for Chen Feng. Feng recounted all kinds of interesting things that happened in Wanling Temple, without any curiosity about Chen Feng's intention.

Finally, Chen Feng took the initiative to pull back the topic: "Abbot, I came here to know what you think of life? I always feel a little at a loss. I don't know if it is necessary for some people to be worth the risk to save. Sometimes good pilots are better than those People whose lives are muddled are more valuable."

"You are dividing people into three teachings and nine classes. Remember that people are the same as people. After death, they are nothing more than a handful of powder." The abbot is a man of great wisdom, and he instantly understood the entanglement of Chen Feng. It is because I feel that I have saved too many people who have no need to save.

Chen Feng didn't accept this answer. He had seen too many pilots fighting and dying for people he had never met before, but does anyone in the endless crowd remember the efforts of those pilots? He stretched out his hand to block the space where the abbot poured the tea and continued to ask: "But they don't cherish their lives. Should they sacrifice pilots who want to live their lives?"

"You are grieving for your comrades, but you forget that their responsibility is to defend their home and country. As long as this country has not decayed and fallen, their sacrifice can still save many people with ideals and aspirations." The abbot held the teapot and placed it on Chen. Above Feng's palm, his speech was expounded at a constant rate.

This remark made Chen Feng withdraw his hand and let the abbot add new tea to him: "But sometimes it feels too worthless. If they don't die, they will have great achievements. Maybe they will be among those who become demigod pilots. ."

"I don't agree with this." The abbot shook his head. He didn't think there were such outstanding talents among the dead pilots: "A person who can become a top pilot needs to go through many tests, and some people fail on the way. , It shows that they are lacking in some aspects, so they cannot become like you, you are unique."

It turns out that Chen Feng came to Wanling Temple with guilt. In the past wars, many pilots died on the battlefield more or less because of him. Chen Feng felt deeply regretful. If it can perform better, perhaps the Quran God Republic will have many more capable pilots.

"Everyone’s experience is caused by their own choices. You cannot make decisions for others, nor can you bear the consequences of their decisions. Besides, do you really know whether they feel worth it? Some people die but his The spirit is still there, and some people may be like dead bodies." The abbot drank tea leisurely. He is nearly old and has experienced the life and death of countless people. In this respect, he has seen too thoroughly, he will no longer live and die. Death causes mood swings.

Chen Feng was drinking tea in the posture of the abbot, and the sweetness in his mouth gradually calmed the throbbing in his heart. On the elder on the opposite side, he felt an experience that he had never had before. Murong Fan is different, this is the attitude he only has after he truly sees life and death.

Chen Feng thought that the abbot came to Wanling Temple as the host because he didn't care about life and death, and asked: "So you came here to manage Wanling Temple and want to teach monks and visitors by precept and example?"

"Can’t say that. The Wanling Temple was built to pay homage to the innocent people who died in the First World Mecha War. I don’t have the same insight as I am today. I just want to see more living beings and people here. The deceased came and went, so that they could get more insights before they took the initiative to apply to be the host of Wanling Temple." The abbot shook his head, his eyes were extremely deep, all memories of the past.

Speaking of the First World Mecha War, Chen Feng’s hatred for the Saint Gama Empire was endless. He took out his pocket watch and put it in his hands: “At the beginning, we died so many innocent people. The instigator was the Saint Gama Empire. But they didn't even have an apology. Now they still want to continue to suppress other countries by creating a second God of War. For the sake of my dead parents and other people, I will never let them succeed!"

Chen Feng opened his pocket watch as he spoke, and looked at the yellowed photos of his parents. Even if You Jia put the photos of herself and Chen Xinghai next to him, it could not stop Chen Feng’s constant sadness. He will never erase the memory.

"The dead are dead, and the living are like this. Go and see your parents' spiritual position, and treat your wife and children better. They are the ones who accompany you now." The abbot waved Chen Feng away, and the two people Everything that should be talked about has already been discussed. As to whether or not to understand this truth, it depends on Chen Feng's own good fortune.

Chen Feng followed the advice of the abbot and came to the mourning hall where his parents’ spiritual seat was placed. This is a small separate room that will not be crowded with other visitors who come to worship. It can allow Chen Fengan to vent his emotions quietly and joyfully. , Confide in the thoughts of your parents.