In the Baoxiang Temple in Jinyang City, antique restorer Yun Zeng was leaning over to repair a statue of Bodhisattva with a broken hand. The sunlight filtered through the brackets and shone in his light-colored pupils, making his brows calm and peaceful, like a Buddha's.
At the other end of the side hall, the sculptor Cen Yue climbed down from the scaffolding with a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth, and four silver ear bone nails reflected a cold light in the dim hall. He wandered to the door of the side hall out of boredom, and saw the "Buddha" applying fish maw glue with lowered eyebrows and eyes.
One is self-denial and returns to etiquette, the other is wanton publicity. One feels that life is like stagnant water, while the other hides scars all over his body with dissoluteness.
Cen Yue said, my shop is called "All Living Beings", and I can pick out all the three religions, but I can't pick you out.
Intention: There are no ghosts in this world. All those wandering around the world are monsters fed by the human heart.