"If no one knows, he must not do it. When did Master Miao Yin do such a thing, when did he worry that people would know?" Su Wen said softly.

"Yes, yes, Master Su Wen is absolutely right. Since I did it, I am not afraid that others will know. It's just that the world is so ignorant that it's better to cover it up. Maybe they will never understand and will only think of me as a murderer, but I have a clear conscience. Maybe there will be people who understand my good intentions and appreciate my kindness, then I have not wasted my thoughts. Miao Yin smiled very happily, as if she was talking about something that she was extremely proud of.

"If Master Miao Yin has a clear conscience, why should he be afraid of others knowing?

"People in the world only look at what is in front of them, if they don't hide it, I'm afraid they will already go to prison, how can they benefit all sentient beings?" Miao Yin said.

"Can Master Miao Yin do this to benefit all sentient beings?" asked Su Wen.

"Naturally, people are so sad in the world, joys and sorrows, life and death. If you are an ordinary person, you always laugh a little more and cry a little less. But if you are terminally ill, it becomes more crying and less laughing. When one person is sick, the whole family is miserable.

The sick are suffering, smiling at their loved ones, and waiting for death day by day, who can say to them about fear?

And relatives and friends also have to toss and turn, and there is sadness in their hearts.

It is even said that there is no father and son in front of the bed for a long time, and this illness has been inseparable from someone to take care of it, dragging down the family...... In the end, no matter how unbearable the family is, the patient will still suffer from the pain of family abandonment, or some dirty words, and the heart will be more painful. ”

Miao Yin said this, and made a cutting gesture with his hand: "Simply, the poor monk will help them, and the patient will be relieved of his pain and ascend to bliss early." And the family members also suffered less crimes, leaving behind the money destined to be thrown into the water so that the living could live a better life. Wouldn't it be the best of both worlds if there were no dirty things in the family?"

Su Wen looked at Miao Yin seriously, what he said was sincere, and he really thought it was right to do so.

Before he came, Su Wen had already guessed. In the information he obtained, all the people who died were sick for a long time, and their family conditions were not very good.

And either I or my family members are good believers in Buddhism.

Otherwise, Miao Yin would not have been able to know their situation, after all, he could not investigate the condition of each patient, nor could he investigate the situation of each patient's family.

"I did these things without expecting them to be grateful or to repay me. I just hope that fewer families will suffer from this kind of suffering. Each of them has an incurable disease, or has been ill for a long time, and the family is almost on the verge of being dragged down. Only by doing so can those families suffer less. Miao Yin said with a smile.

"The Buddha said that when all beings are purified, people suffer a lot in the world. I can't make them Buddhas, but I can make them suffer a little bit. This is also Pudu sentient beings!"

Su Wen sighed softly: "The first precept of the Ten Precepts of Buddhism is to kill!"

"I'm not killing, I'm saving. Those people can't live anymore, so they can only drag the others all the time and sink into the abyss together. Since their lives are short, and life is also painful, it is better to return to the Pure Land as soon as possible. I'm doing this to save other people. I stained my hands with blood so that those people could live with a smile. The deceased, one day will fade into memory. Miao Yin shook her head and retorted.

"The Treatise on Great Wisdom says: 'Of all the remaining sins, murder is the heaviest. Among all the merits, do not kill the first. ’”

"In ancient times, there were predecessors who killed all the enemies in order to protect their families and defend the country! I am now just emulating those who came before me. Although the situation is different, the meaning is the same. ”

"They will also be subject to the press. It's just that they have made a choice, they would rather suffer from this newspaper industry than repay the country's kindness. Su Wen said.

The same is true of the poor monks. Seeing that their family was struggling on the verge of being dragged into the abyss, the poor monk couldn't bear it, so he was willing to accept the newspaper business, just to save his life. Miao Yin chuckled.

Su Wen and Miaoyin have been talking for a long time, and they also understand his thoughts, knowing that his heart is firm and difficult to persuade with ordinary methods.

"The Bodhisattva protects the world, with compassion in his heart. When you kill someone, do you have murderous intent in your heart?"

"The poor monk's heart is full of pity, how can he kill him? If it is not really merciful, why do he have to make such a decision. Miao Yin said with a straight face.

"Then have you really forgotten your past? Torture your heart, really has nothing to do with your past? Is it really pity in your heart to make this decision? Really don't you resent your parents, and after a long time, you have fallen into a demonic obstacle without knowing it? Distorting the Dharma but taking it as the Dharma?" Su Wen shouted in a deep voice, and his voice exploded directly in Miao Yin's brain.

The smile on Miao Yin's face dissipated, and she was silent for a moment and said with a wry smile: "I didn't expect Master Su Wen to even know about the things I have forgotten. I'm even more curious about how Gen Su Wen knows this.

There are thousands of monasteries in the world, and it is impossible for Master Su Wen to keep an eye on me, right?"

After a pause, he didn't wait for Su Q to answer and said to himself: "That's right, my father was seriously ill back then, and the family was almost dragged down, so he couldn't afford to raise me, so he sent me to this Longyan Temple." It's been so long that I can't remember it anymore, and if it hadn't been for the mage's reminder, I would have forgotten about it.

But I don't hate anyone, if I hadn't been sent, I would have been like all living beings, indulging in the sea of suffering, how could I have the opportunity to attain enlightenment?

All I did was because I couldn't bear to see those families go to that point. Those people don't live long anyway, so why don't they leave a way for the living?

"Why do you ask me about this, you should ask yourself. If you open your heart and see what's inside, won't it be clear?" Su Wen said in a deep voice.

Miao Yin was silent again.

After half a ring, he said a little tiredly: "What Su asked the abbot said is to cut open the heart and see what is inside, then it will be clear." At that time, Su asked the abbot to tell me what was inside. ”

"Now that you've found it, I can't live anyway. As I have said, the world is so ignorant that most people will not understand my good intentions. For the sake of Buddhism's reputation, I did not hesitate to die. It is not a pleasure to be able to see what is in your heart before you die. I'm going to look for a faster knife. Miao Yin said to Su Wen, made a salute, and got up to leave.

Su Wen shook his head slightly: "You have been shaken." If you really believe in what you say, why do you have to open your heart? I'll show you there. ”

When Su Wen said this, he recited the "Diamond Sutra" in his mouth, there were only two of him in the room, and after only a minute or two of effort, Miao Yin, who was still doubting in his heart, felt that the surrounding environment had changed, and the surrounding walls and furnishings had all disappeared, and he appeared in a golden light, and his whole body was warm.

And countless golden lotuses fell in the air, and with a light touch of his fingers, the golden lotuses shattered like bubbles, turning into passages of scripture and burrowing into his heart. ”

"The mage said let me see what is in my heart, where is my heart?" Miao Yin shouted into the air.

As his words fell, there was a period of influence in front of him, when the Buddhist Association was established, when it was practiced, when it was dealing with the affairs of the monastery, and then when it was when a person lying on a hospital bed with a withered face swallowed his last breath.

At the moment when this person took his last breath, Miao Yin felt a strange emotion, which was - attachment. For this world, for the family's attachment and reluctance.