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Chapter 142 Bloody battle to the bottom

The engine roared, and a Hippopotamus II armed transport helicopter flew rapidly in the sky, passing through the vast land and dense jungle, heading towards the lake area where Tang Yao and Chang Ming were heading.

On the Hippo armed transport helicopter, Yan Shuangying and Li Yang were sitting across from each other. Behind them was a group of special operations team members with guns and live ammunition, sitting quietly on the helicopter waiting for the order to attack.

Yan Shuangying was very quiet. He held a pair of shell guns in his hands and wiped them while looking up from time to time outside.

Opposite him, Li Yang looked a little strange. His face was covered with an incomprehensible expression, which seemed to be hesitant, unhappy, and a little unwilling.

With a click, Yan Shuangying inserted the magazine into his polished rifle, then nodded with satisfaction, and then raised his head, "Li Yang, have you thought about it? You won't regret it anymore."

Li Yang snorted, then glanced at the special forces members in the helicopter, and then said, "There is nothing to regret about this. I have always kept my word and kept my word."

Yan Shuangying laughed and stood up, walked to the helicopter hatch, and looked out at the beautiful scenery outside.

Outside the plane, there are undulating mountains and rivers, and among the mountains are lush trees. Most of these trees are deciduous trees from the south, with tall branches and luxuriant leaves.

Li Yang also stood up and came to Yan Shuangying's side. He raised his eyes and looked into the distance, staring at the sun that was about to set in the distance. Then it took him a long time to say, "What a beautiful sunset!"

"Yes, the sunset is beautiful, but it will set after all, and a new dawn will come tomorrow." Yan Shuangying seemed to have turned into a very wise philosopher at this time, and said leisurely, "Here

How about you tell a story?”

"What story?" Li Yang asked.

"A monk took his disciple down the mountain. He talked about a lot of rules and regulations and emphasized them repeatedly. He told him that the most important thing for a disciple is that you must remember that you are not allowed to approach women. After emphasizing it several times, his disciple said, "I will remember it."

Already..."

Li Yang was attracted by the story of Yan Shuangying. He asked, "What happened next?"

"As a result, I happened to walk to a river when I got down from the mountain. A beautiful girl asked for help there. She said: I am dizzy and cannot cross the river. Who can carry me across?"

"The monk said I would carry you across. As soon as he put the girl down, she lay on his back. The two of them chatted and crossed the river. After crossing the river, the monk put the girl down and left. His disciple was angry

Damn it, you told me so many times before going down the mountain that you are not allowed to have sexual intercourse with a girl in front of you. Why do you carry a girl in front of you...but he didn't dare to ask..."

"In the end, after walking for ten miles, the young monk couldn't hold it in any longer. He said, "Master, I'm going to die if I don't ask." Master said, "What's holding you back like that?" Disciple said, "Tell me not to have sex with women."

Why do you carry a girl when you see her? The master said: "I put her down when I crossed the river. Why can't you put her down after walking ten miles?"

Li Yang was stunned for a moment, but he still didn't say anything, instead he lowered his head and thought.

Yan Shuangying took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it on the lighter, took a deep breath, and then spit it out. He turned his head and glanced at the silent Li Yang beside him, and continued, "I'll give it to you again."

Tell me a little story."

Li Yang didn't know whether it was good or bad, but stood beside Yan Shuangying, as if waiting for his little story.

"Say, there once was a little novice monk who was very curious about everything." Yan Shuangying was also addicted to telling stories. After telling one story, he started the second one, "In autumn, the red leaves were flying in the Zen courtyard, and the little novice monk ran to ask

Master: The red leaves are so beautiful, why do they fall?

The master smiled: Because winter is coming, the tree cannot hold so many leaves, so it has to be given up. This is not giving up, it is letting go!

Winter is coming, and the little novice monk saw his brothers bringing the water tank in the yard, and ran to ask the master: Why should we throw away the good water?

Master smiled: Because it is cold in winter, the water freezes and expands, which will burst the tank, so it must be poured clean. This is not a vacuum, but a vent!

The snow was falling heavily, layer after layer, on several potted dragon cypress trees. The master asked his disciples to work together to move the pots down and let the trees lie down. The young monk was puzzled again and asked anxiously: "Long Cypress"

Okay, why did you knock it down?

The master's face was full: Who said it was good? Didn't you see that the snow crushed the cypress leaves? If it is pressed further, it will break. That is not to tip it down, but to lay it flat. In order to protect it, teach it to lie down and rest, etc.

Xue Ji helped him up again.

The cold weather, coupled with the constant war, the world is not peaceful, and the income from sesame oil is much less. Even the little novice monk is nervous and runs to ask the master what to do?

"You don't have enough food? I don't have enough clothes for you?" The master glared, "Count! How many clothes are still hanging in the cabinet? How much firewood is piled in the woodshed? How many potatoes are accumulated in the barn? Don't think about what you don't have.

Think about it; the hard days will eventually pass, and spring will always come. You should rest assured, rest assured, it is not that you are not paying attention, but that you are settling your heart.

"Spring has indeed come, probably because there was so much snow in winter, the spring flowers are more blooming than in previous years, and the incense in the front hall has gradually returned to its former glory. The master is about to go on a long journey, and the young novice chases him to the mountain gate:

"Master, you are gone, what should we do?"

Master smiled and waved his hand: If you can let it go, let it go, let it go, rest assured, what else can I not let go of?"

The story stopped abruptly at this point. Yan Shuangying reached out and patted Li Yang on the shoulder, and then continued, "Li Yang," because "picking up" is much harder than "putting down". That's why we

This often leads to the mistake of "affording it" but "not being able to put it down".

Just as we can move forward by letting go, the Buddha taught us to be willing and generous. Only by letting go of old attachments can we gain new ideas and new thinking. If we can let go of unrealistic delusions, we will be able to get on the road easily.

Only then do you have the opportunity to run faster than others, and only then do you have the physical strength to run further than others.

In Buddhism, the wisdom most commonly used by the world is "accommodating" and "letting go", but this is also the most misunderstood principle.

Various sutras and classics in Buddhism often inspire the world. In our lifelong pursuit, the most important thing is not "cannot get" or "lost", but to truly cherish what you have in front of you. In our life

On the road of life, many things come by chance. Even if they have had various deep or shallow friendships with us, in the end, they still have to go with fate. In fact, there are two meanings of "following fate". Don't

Struggle to stay in the past and grasp the present and the present is the first meaning; adjusting one's mentality in a timely manner as the causes and conditions change, constantly moving forward, and striving to make progress is the second meaning. Therefore, people used to say "

"Resigning oneself to fate" means being passive and not thinking about making progress. In the final analysis, it is just a failure to correctly understand the true meaning of "resigning oneself to fate" in Buddhism.

And the state of letting go is a little higher.

According to a master, Chinese Zen Buddhism has only one sentence for all Buddhism: "Let go."

However, people are so pitiful! They just can’t let go. After listening to Zen teachings about letting go, I sit there every day, letting go! Let go! This adds another delusion - it’s called “letting go”.

But think about it, it is true. We know that there are many things that we don’t need to keep in mind, but every time we remind ourselves to “let go”, it is just another reminder. If we have really let go, how can we still have so many thoughts?

Because "picking up" is much harder than "putting down". That's why we often make the mistake of "taking it up" but "not being able to put it down".

Everyone in the world carries various burdens in their hearts every day, including doubts, distracting thoughts, delusions, worries and some right and wrong, good and evil, which are really overwhelming. They care about everything, cannot let go of everything, and have a backlog of everything.

In your heart, life will be very hard. Why not put down the burden in your heart and remove the stone in your heart?

If we talk about the persistence in Li Yang's heart, it is his great revenge against the brothers in Phoenix Mountain. In order to avenge this revenge, he chased from North China to Northeast China, and from Northeast China to Nanjing. He never thought of giving up.

Even now, Li Yang will always have an impulse, that is, his wish to kill Tang Yao. This impulse drives him to move forward step by step until he is about to win.

Giving up revenge is a very happy thing for Li Yang, and it is also a change that is difficult to accept, so he is very conflicted and hesitant now.

Yan Shuangying naturally saw what he was thinking, so he told him these two short stories in the hope that Li Yang could give up his obsession and gain relief.

Seeing that his words had begun to have an effect, Yan Shuangying said no more, but turned around and walked back to his seat, then sat down and closed his eyes, and began to rest with his eyes closed. Li Yang stood at the door of the helicopter.

He stood there motionless, thinking about something.

"Report, traces of the movement of Japanese troops have been discovered earlier, and Tang Yao's special envoy has now approached the swamps and will soon enter the land of death." Ten minutes later, a monitor on the armed helicopter suddenly shouted

road.

The people in the cabin opened their eyes, waiting for orders from Yan Shuangying and Li Yang, ready to go to war at any time.

Even Yan Shuangying looked at him, as if he wanted to know what to do after hearing his story?

After a while of silence, Li Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that some burden had been lifted, and a smile appeared on his face. "It seems that I am too persistent, hahahaha."

Hearing his voice and the content of his words, everyone in the armed helicopter suddenly understood Li Yang's choice, and they were all very happy.

"I order the special forces to immediately carry out level B mission." Seeing that the fire was almost over, Yan Shuangying pulled the intercom and shouted inside, "Everyone, attack."

After giving the order, a roar resounded across the sky, and helicopters that looked very similar to the Hippo II armed transport helicopters built by Yan Shuangying and the others broke through the clouds and appeared within people's sight.

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I've been busy all night and have only slept for more than two hours now. I really can't open my eyes, so I don't feel very good about myself in this chapter. At the same time, I curse the broken computer in the Internet cafe again!

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