Buddha kill GL

Chapter 13 Amitabha

As the host, Zisang didn't dare to tell her about Yuanhe crying in front of the master.

She was afraid that the host would also cry.

However, the host is a very serious person, and when he smiles, he looks a bit like Buddha, with narrowed eyes and long and full earlobes.

Mother said that the host was born with the appearance of a Living Buddha.

Zisang told the host that I am going down the mountain tomorrow.

The host said that the oath you made is considered complete.

Zisang told the host that Yuanhe didn't plan to follow me anymore.

The host said, Yuan He should not have followed you.

After saying a few words in such a leisurely manner, Zisang felt that she was thinking too much, and the host did not mean to be reluctant to part with her at all.

But the abbot gave her a string of rosary beads.

The host usually twisted the beads in his hand, and the host said, "You and I are somewhat destined, so I'll give you a token."

The host said that the token is that if you have an agreement with someone, you can give it to others. When you talk about things in the future, you will know the reason.

So Zisang took the rosary beads. The rosary beads were red sandalwood-colored, shining faintly, with golden ten thousand-character Buddha seal engraved all over them. There were twelve beads in total.

Zisang said, I have nothing to give you in return.

The host laughed.

The host said that monks do not need any rebates.

Back in the courtyard, Zisang showed the rosary beads given by the host to his mother.

The mother said, the host is really kind, this prayer bead looks very precious, or some lady gave it to the host.

Zisang asked, can the gifted things be passed on to others?

My mother said, it's okay, but if you think it's something unusual, you can't give it away. Things like rosary beads, because of the Buddha's fate, it doesn't matter if you give them to anyone.

So Zisang counted the beads, there are twelve in total, she said, then I will give her a rosary when I meet someone who is destined.

She reluctantly put the rosary and the two copper coins into her purse.

The mother lowered her head and hummed, she has been staring at the square embroidered handkerchief these two days, day and night in front of the lamp.

She said, you have to embroider it quickly, and my mother said, ask your uncle to bring it to Bo Liang.

Zisang looked at his mother's eyes with red eyes, and for some reason, his mother asked his uncle to bring the purse to Bo Liang.

Zisang asked her mother to go to bed, and she said, wait until you get to the mansion to embroider. The host said that there are many embroiderers in the Hou's mansion, and they are very good at embroidering.

Mother shook her head, she said, I have to embroider quickly in these two days.

Mother refused to sleep, so she was pricked with the needle again, gasping for breath in pain, Zisang stayed with her, watching the needle going up and down, and the thread going back and forth.

Mother's handicraft is not very exquisite, even Zisang can see that the thread is not tied.

Zisang was disconcerted, and she didn't know whether she should tell her mother that the animal eyes she embroidered were too far away. Zisang only said that Brother Boliang would definitely like it.

I don't know how long it was under the lamp, Zisang fell asleep, and in the middle of a dream, I suddenly heard a voice saying, Fengsu Hou always hated women, so he imprisoned her in Taiguo Temple.

She got up suddenly, listening to the bell ringing, it was dawn, and her mother was still looking at the needlework under the lamp.

The mother said, are you not going to sleep?

Zisang said that she was full of sleep, and Zisang got out of bed by herself to find the clothes sent by the former son's mansion. She looked at the red-eyed mother under the lamp, and she said, mother, we are going to Changzhou City .

The needle in Mother's hand stopped moving, and inserted it into the animal's eye that was staggered in the embroidery, and stared at Zisang blankly.

The mother put down her embroidery work, opened her hands, and she shed tears, the mother said, hug.

Mother will also become like Bai Yunmo, like a half-grown child, Zisang doesn't understand why mother is crying.

Zisang said, mother, are you reluctant to bear this mountain, to preside over them, or to bear all the Buddhas in this courtyard.

Mother shook her head, and shook her head again.

The mother didn't say who she couldn't bear, she wiped away her tears after crying for a while, pushed Zisang away and started embroidering again, she said it had to be given to Bo Liang.

Before morning class, Zisang went to the courtyard where Yuanhe lived.

She was afraid that Yuanhe didn't remember what to send her.

Sure enough, Yuanhe was still sleeping, and Yuanhe's master had woken up, and she always got up earlier than the others.

Yuanhe was sleeping on the bed next to the master, covered with a small quilt, drooling on his stomach, while Yuanhe was still sitting in the thousand Buddha beads, plucking a bead, and chanting Amitabha.

Zisang saluted first, and then told Yuan and Master that I am leaving today.

Going to Changzhou City, Changzhou City seems to be at the foot of the mountain, but there are many roads, I am afraid it is inconvenient to travel frequently.

Yuan and Master asked, are you going to live for a short time or for a long time?

Only then did Zisang remember that she had never read the letter, and she didn't know what it said in the letter. She always thought that going down the mountain meant going down the mountain for a long time, and she was just an ordinary person in the world of mortals. Later, he returned to this mountain to be with the Buddha.

Zisang said, I have to ask my mother's relatives what Lier said later, but I think if you go down the mountain, you don't have to hang on the mountain anymore.

Master said, you don’t like this mountain that much?

Yuan and Master said that there is nothing good in the world below the mountain.

Master Yuanhe said that there are Buddhas on the mountain as companions, flowing clouds to accompany you, scriptures to hold your heart, the sound of wooden fish, morning bells to awaken the mind, and evening drums to soothe dreams.

Zisang shook her head, she said, Master, I don't understand what you said, I was born with these things, what I want are those things that others have but I don't have.

The host said, my wish is to enter the world, that is, to go to the world of mortals. She said, you are from the world of mortals, and you are not attached to each other. Yuanhe and I are all fish in the sea. It's time to go back to the water.

Yuan and Master closed their eyes again, and went to pick out the thousand Buddha beads, she said, then you can go.

Zisang looked at Yuan timidly, why didn't he wake up.

Yuan told Master that when she was asked to see you off, she was going to cry again.

Yuan told Master that I hate her crying the most.

Zisang asked, then why do you still beat her?

Yuanhe would howl every time he was beaten, so he cried every time.

Yuan told Master that it hurt me too if she hit her hand.

After Yuan and Master finished talking, they rolled several beads in succession. With this rolling, Amitabha Buddha was called three times, and three felony crimes of 80 billion kalpas of life and death were eliminated.

Zisang couldn't wait for Yuanhe to wake up, so she backed out quietly.

Even if other monks and nuns in the courtyard saw her, they would not send her back to the small courtyard. Whenever she got closer, Zisang would tell them triumphantly that my father-in-law would come to pick me up in a while.

The sound of sutras and mantras came from the Great Buddha Hall. Through the thick fog, one might hear the gossiping voices of the masters in the next courtyard, and sometimes there was the sound of brooms scraping the ground.

I originally thought that the day of going down the mountain would be a happy day, but my heart was still sour and a little empty.

Putting on new clothes and going back to the small courtyard, my mother still stubbornly tied the animal's eye, which is not wrong, presumably the original thread was removed and tied again, but the cloth was stained with a little blood.

At first glance, my mother's hand has many small holes that have been poked by needles.

Zisang said, mother, I will feel sorry for you.

Then the mother smiled and said, the vow you made has been fulfilled, the mother is happy for you, and you should be happy today too.

Zisang said, feeling a little scared.

Only then did Mother stop her hands, raised her beautiful eyebrows, her eyelids were red, but her complexion was soft, she asked, what are you afraid of.

Zisang followed what Yuan said to her master. She said that this mountain is not too bad.

Master said that there is nothing good at the bottom of the mountain, and there are always some things to scare people.

Zisang said, besides delicious food, fun, and good-looking people, what scary things can there be at the foot of the mountain?

The host said that some monks and nuns in the courtyard are afraid of things in the world, so they don't want to stay down the mountain.

But the host also said that this thing is everything, but it is born from the heart, but it is born from things, maybe it is something.

In short, Zisang was still a little scared at the thought of going to the mortal world at the foot of the mountain.

She said, Mother, are you afraid?

Mother shook her head, she said that if I go to the foot of the mountain, I can see Bo Liang, and I will not be afraid of anything.

Mother said that she felt uneasy if she couldn't see Bo Liang.

So why does my mother always talk about Bo Liang?

Zisang tugged at the small package on the side, and her mother put some small clothes in it for her. The mother said, when you get to the Hou's mansion, you can get whatever you want, and you don't need to take those monk clothes with you.

My mother tucked the monk's clothing that she usually wears in the package. She said that things that have been worn for a long time are very sentimental and cannot be lost.

Zisang put the small package on her back and carried it on her back. She said, I'll go see if my father-in-law is here.

Zisang stood under the dwarf tree again, looked down the mountain gate, the sky had already brightened a few times, the sun was shining on the green tiles and eaves on the courtyard, the mountain road was still as before, except for the moving wind, everything else was quiet Jinger's.

Zisang touched the dwarf tree that dropped a leaf with a muffled sound from time to time, and said goodbye to the tree.

The host said that all things have spirits.

The host said that the Buddha also sat under Bodhi for seven days and seven nights, and realized the Buddha.

Knowing this, Zisang and Yuanhe often sat under the tree, hoping to become a Buddha so that they could eat tribute freely and fly around for fun.

But in the end, I couldn't hold on after sitting for less than half an hour each time.

Zisang thought, becoming a Buddha is really difficult.

Zisang touched the tree and saw a leaf falling, so he thought, maybe the relationship between the tree and people is the leaves, after all, the tree has no eyes.

When he looked at the curve under the mountain gate, Zisang saw a few big horses and a carriage pulled by three horses.

The leader looked like the uncle he had seen last time.Zisang hurriedly called his mother, and she said, her father-in-law is here.

My mother was a little wobbly when she walked, so she had to look up the road when she got out.

Mother said, this is not your father-in-law's carriage, but it looks like it is from the Hou's mansion. Your father-in-law always rides on a carriage with more than six horses when traveling. This is the rule.

Mother said that your father-in-law came to pick you up.

Zisang didn't understand, she said, why didn't her father-in-law come?

The mother shook her head and wiped her tears again, carrying a purse in her hand.

Finally, it was embroidered for her.

The author has something to say:

The title of the solicitation is "Buddha's Oath", "Buddha's Death", "The Emperor's Prisoner", "Should You Become a Monk with Me?" "

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