"Mom, did you go to the temple with Grandma today?"

"Yes, Mom went to ask the Buddha and the Bodhisattva for their blessings. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Xia Fanglian smiled more and more dignified and kind.

"Fang Lian, this child is a Buddha, you see her smile is like I offered that Guanyin, good looks, good looks......" Grandma Li couldn't stop praising her.

Xia Yao's face was black, and she regretted that she took the initiative to bring up this topic, compared to Grandma Li and Xia Fanglian's conversation, she and they really didn't seem to have any common language.

"Mom, today's math teacher suddenly took the quiz in class, and everyone was not prepared, only I got a full score in the test, and the teacher praised me." In fact, she is not very proud of this matter, she just hopes to go back to the past, every word she says, when her mother listened carefully.

"Ah, Mommy's Haruka is awesome." Xia Fanglian really kissed Xia Yao's forehead very happily, her performance was the same as in the past, but Xia Yao still felt a little lost in her heart, and even she didn't know what she was expecting.

"My wife has lived for such an age, and I haven't seen a few sensible and smart children like Xia Yao, and I will definitely have a great future in the future." Grandma Li lovingly recited a word of Buddha.

"Today, the master in the temple also told us a little story," Xia Fanglian said with great interest, "Master said that a long time ago, there was a snow frog that lived in a small cave, and it had great compassion and never harmed any life, and only used the roots, stems, and fruits of plants to sustain life. Once, when he went out to look for food, he met a wicked hunter, and he had no mercy, and he caught it and skinned it alive, and then let it go, and the snow frog could not die or live, and the pain was unbearable......"

"Amitabha, there are such cruel and wicked people in the world, who take pleasure in torturing living beings, and will go to hell in the future." Grandma Li shook her head again and again with a reluctantly face, obviously she had already heard it in the temple, but she was still looking forward to Xia Fanglian's narration.

The hunter is just cruel to the snow frog, I don't know how many people in this world are attacking their own kind, Xia Yao is a little sad, in the eyes of those powerful people, I am afraid that she is a snow frog without any resistance.

"What's worse is that this skinned snow frog was seen by an ant, and the ant immediately returned to the anthill and called 80,000 ants to bite and eat the skinless snow frog......"

Xia Yao was stunned, did the master in the temple also tell such a cruel story? Shouldn't we talk more about truth, goodness and beauty?

Xia Fanglian and Grandma Li didn't seem to think that this story was cruel, "The snow frog endured this unbearable pain, thinking that although I can roll around and escape from this group of ants now, I can't do this because I can free one of my own lives, but I have harmed a lot of lives." I'd rather lay down my own life than hurt a single one. While it is patient, it also develops supreme bodhichitta (bodhichitta): may this good root enable all beings who are immersed in samsara, those who have not attained enlightenment, those who have not attained liberation, those who have not attained liberation, those who have not attained nirvana, and those who have not attained nirvana. Now I have satisfied them with my flesh and blood, and I hope that in the future I will be able to satisfy them with the supreme magic method, so that they will attain the full attainment of the holy fruits. ”

Xia Yao looked confused, the last few words were too civil, she didn't understand it at all, so this snow frog willingly let the ants eat it all? Every life has an instinct to survive, and this story is too contrary to the laws of nature.

She felt a little sad again, didn't she also die for Fang Yaoming willingly in her previous life?

In this way, she is as stupid as the snow frog.

Probably seeing that Xia Yao was stunned and did not react, Xia Fanglian hurriedly added, "This snow frog endured great pain and finally attained supreme Bodhi." ”

Xia Yao's mouth opened into an "o", and then he said excitedly, "Mom, what you said is so good!" ”

Xia Fanglian has been able to retell such a complicated story, which shows that her mind has recovered to be not much different from that of a normal person, especially the last paragraph of "good root", "Bodhi", "Nirvana", and "fruit position", which sounds very awkward, Xia Fanglian can speak so clearly and fluently, is she really healed? Or is it really like Grandma Li said that there is a Buddha fate?

"Do you think I'm right?" Xia Fanglian was surprised and delighted, "Grandma, Xiao Yao is also a wise person." ”

"Yes, both of your mother and daughter have wisdom roots, and I really didn't misunderstand people," Grandma Li said with relief, "Amitabha, the great bodhisattva has fallen into the evil path, but his heart has not fallen, and you will definitely be blessed in the future." ”

Those who have fallen into the evil path but have not fallen in their hearts are indeed the only great bodhisattvas.

Anyway, a mortal like her would never be able to do it.

Xia Yao sneered in her heart, if she didn't bite the hunter hard, she would be sorry for herself, and then find a way to jump into the water and drown the 80,000 ants, it was best not to let go of any of them, even if she died, she would turn into a demon and take revenge on them.

Her eyes rolled a few times, and it seemed that she really had no compassion, let alone Buddhahood, she was a villain who would repay her.

"Mom, do all the masters in the temple tell such terrible stories? I listened to the strange uncomfortable, aren't you and Grandma afraid? ”

"What is this?" Grandma Li snorted, "If we don't do bad things, we won't be afraid of evil retribution, haven't you heard the story of the eighteenth layer of hell?" Not to mention the story, there are sculptures in the temple, so you won't be afraid if you see too much. ”

"Yes, there are also the stories of the Eighteen Arhats and the Eighteen Layers of Hell, I'll tell you again." Xia Fanglian was very interested, and pulled Xia Yao to prepare to say enough.

"No need, no need," she hurriedly raised her hand to surrender, she was a person who had died once, and people like her who donated blood with her hands did not enter the eighteenth layer of hell, so she didn't believe in karma, "Mom, I also borrowed a few stories about Buddhism from the master in the library last time, and they are all very lighthearted, why are the stories you listen to in the temple so terrible?" ”

"I don't know, but everyone thinks that the master in the temple speaks better." Xia Fanglian looked dazed.

The level of books written by those masters is too high, and the audience is some people with a certain cultural and social status, who appreciate the light-hearted and pleasant little freshness, while Xia Fanglian and Grandma Li, who live at the bottom of the society, prefer to hunt for curiosity and excitement, and the more popular and cruel the monks in the temple tell the story, the more they like to listen to it, and they will bet their disappointment in reality to the next life.

Xia Yao looked at Xia Fanglian with an obsessive face, and sighed secretly in his heart, is it right or wrong to let Xia Fanglian follow Grandma Li to learn Buddhism? (To be continued.) )