"I am the god of good fortune in the sea, and when you see me, I can bring good luck to one of you," the fairy said slowly, although she knew that Jingwei had asked him to come, but she did not approve of Jingwei using this method to repay her kindness, so she still tried to test them first. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"The villain is Jada, who grew up in the sea near here since he was a child, and I have to say that I am also so talented, but my family is poor and has many brothers, so I haven't gone to school for a few days, and I went to work as a fisherman, just because I still know a few words, so I do debt collection in a rich family, obviously I have a desire for knowledge, and I have the ambition to soar, but because I live here, I have no way, so if the god of fortune is willing to help me, I will definitely be grateful to the god of fortune," Jada said.

"And what about you, who are you?" The god of fortune continued to ask, and An Sansi smiled and said, "I, I'm just an ordinary fisherman nearby, and I don't know how to read, but the fish are better." ”

"I tell you a story about a woodcutter sitting by the river crying, and the gods passing by saw it and asked him, "Why are you crying?" The woodcutter said, "My axe has fallen into the river, and I can't cut wood." The fairy said, "I can help you get the axe back." With that, the fairy jumped into the river and disappeared. After a while, the fairy poked his head out of the river, holding a golden axe in his hand, and asked the woodcutter, "Did you drop this axe?" When the woodcutter saw that it was an axe made of gold, he immediately said, "No, it is not mine, my axe is made of iron." After a while, the fairy came out of the river again, took a silver axe, and asked him, "Did you drop this axe?" The woodcutter shook his head and said, "No, my axe is made of iron, not silver." Finally, the fairy jumped out of the water with an old and old axe and asked the woodcutter, "Is this the axe you dropped?" The woodcutter said happily, "Yes!" Yes! Thank you! The fairy said, "You are very honest, and I will give you the other two axes." With that, he was gone. So the woodcutter went home with three axes. “”

"I have a fishing rod in my hand now, who of you owns this fishing rod?" Fukujin asked, watching the two of them smile meaningfully.

"It's so short, why does this god of good fortune tell this story, eh, I'm Dong, this is a hint, the woodcutter exchanged a sticky axe for a gold axe and a silver axe, and the fairy must be hinting to me that I can exchange a fishing rod for good luck, it must be like this" Jada thought, and couldn't help but be complacent.

In fact, what he said was right, among the fishermen in this area, he belonged to him who read the most words, so Jada often boasted of being extraordinary, very arrogant to others, and also received rejection from other fishermen, only Na An thought twice. It's kind of good to him, so the two of them cooperate, An Sansi is in charge of fishing, and Jada is the one who chooses the last way to make money, and he has always cooperated, but although he relies on the mountains and the sea to eat the sea, there are many fishermen, and they can't make much money.

"Returning to the God of Fortune, this fishing rod is mine, I lost it" Jada said, after An Sansi listened, he looked at the fishing rod in the hand of the God of Fortune, and then said: "It's not that we lost it, you may have admitted it wrong."

"You two have their own words, I don't know who to listen to, you still have to discuss, after a stick of incense, I will appear again, blessing and misfortune depend on each other, when I appear for the third time, I will no longer be a god of good fortune" After the fairy finished speaking, her face showed the expression of a demon Yaksha, and Jada was suddenly frightened, and Xun Sun ran towards the back, never looking at the fishing rod again.

Yaksha is the name of the ghost, which translates as swift and fast, and also translates as hard work, describing his life as very painful and ugly, and the woman's action is also very agile and fast, powerful, but beautiful. There are many types, such as empty nakshatras, ground nakshatras, and so on.

The Yaksha has two wings, and it can fly in the air, and it is ever-changing, sometimes red, sometimes blue, sometimes yellow, whatever the color, there is a dark light, and this light is very powerful. His body sometimes took on the form of a human animal, or the head of a cow, or the head of a horse, in short, it was terrifying, and he loved to cause trouble.

The earthly nakshatras are even more terrifying. His hair was glowing green, several feet high, and burned like a candle. His eyes, one on the top door and the other on the chin, were strangely shaped, some triangular and some half-moon-shaped. His nose, one hole facing the sky and the other facing the ground, resembles the tentacles of a snail, sometimes outstretched and sometimes retracted. His ears, one in front and one in the back, were so horrible that people trembled with fear when they saw them. He doesn't like to help people, and he likes to scatter harm. The Yaksha is the third of the Eight Tribes, and together with the Rakshasas, they are the dependents of King Bishaman. They dwell on the earth or in the air, annoy others with their might, or protect the Dharma, and they belong to the ghost category.

One day, the Buddha said something like this. Say, in the old days, there was a Yaksha who was very short in shape, the color of his body was particularly ugly, and his face was black and ugly. On this day, on a whim, this yaksha ran to the throne of the emperor. Shakti, who was originally a Brahmin of the Magadha kingdom, was born as a god for thirty-three days because of his merit such as the practice of generosity. Therefore, he is very blessed and powerful, and his natural appearance is beautiful and dignified, and he is respected by heaven and man. Therefore, this yaksha suddenly ran to the throne of the emperor and was so satisfied that many celestial beings in the thirty-three days saw it, and of course they hated him very much. So everyone first tried to persuade the Yaksha to come down, and finally the more they talked, the more hatred they felt, and they used all kinds of methods to slander this Yaksha.

Strange to say, at this time, everyone found that the more this Yaksha was scolded, the less his evil appearance decreased, while the good appearance increased more and more, he became taller and taller, and his color became more and more vivid. It's a puzzling thing. So the heavens came to the emperor and reported the situation. When the emperor heard this, he came to the throne and said to the yaksha very modestly, "O great immortal, I am the emperor!" So he called himself three times, and the yaksha gradually changed back to his original appearance.

Emperor Shakti said to the people, "From now on, do not be resentful. If you encounter a wicked person who confronts you, don't be resentful. “

The Buddha praised Shakyamuni and encouraged his disciples to learn from Shakti and to subdue their hatred.

King Cili gave Yaksha with his own blood

One day, Venerable Ananda asked Shakyamuni:

\'World-honored! Qiao Chen, like the five bhikshus, what is the cause of the past life, so that when the World-Honored One has just attained enlightenment, he hears the Dharma for the first time and gives priority to the truth of enlightenment?

So, the Lord told a story of karma:

\'There was a king of a great country called King Cili, a king who was charitable, so that he could give alms, help the poor and help the poor, and love the people. King Cili taught his subjects the law of benevolence, righteousness and charity, so that the country prospered and the people were pure. The officials did their best to assist in governing the country, the people did their best to farm, and the people of the city lived and worked in peace and contentment, and there was a prosperous scene everywhere. Since the reign of King Cili, he has greatly prospered the virtue and government, and is not only deeply loved by the people, but also influenced the ghosts and gods with his charitable heart.

At that time, there were five nocturnal Nakshatras who lived exclusively by sucking human blood. However, in the land ruled by King Cili, everyone did good deeds and protected the living beings, and the evil and sneaky could not get close to them, let alone suck the blood plasma of these people.

The five oniyasha were dying of hunger because they had no blood to drink, and they struggled to wander around, trying to get away with food and survive.

One day, these five hungry ghost yakshasas wandered to the palace of King Cili, fell at his feet, and begged:

\'We are yin ghosts, and we can only survive by eating and drinking human plasma. However, due to the king's charitable teachings, people obey the Ten Virtuous Precepts and have the protector of the Dharma to protect themselves. We can't and dare not come near them, and of course we can't suck their plasma. We were so hungry that we couldn't walk, and we were dying. If you can't beg for food like this, there is only a dead end. The king, who has always ruled the country with charity, is it possible to watch us starve to death?\'After that, the five yakshasas burst into tears, and they wept and couldn't get up on the ground.

When King Cili heard their words, and saw that they were all exhausted and emaciated, his compassion was spontaneous, and his pity could not be suppressed, so he resolutely took a knife and pierced five places in both legs, and the bright red blood flowed out.

\'You're hungry!' I give you my blood so that you may be saved from hunger. \'The King of Mercy, who had his blood, said to them lovingly.

At this time, the five yakshatras hurriedly got up with what little strength they had left, and crawled over to the king of mercy, some with their mouths wide open to receive the blood, and some with bowls to drink bitterly. After drinking human blood, the Yakshas, who immediately recovered their vitality and were ecstatic, all of them bowed down in front of King Cili with their big bulging bellies, and paid tribute to their gratitude.

The Yakshasas said, "I will never forget the king's life-saving grace, and if I am sent, I am willing to do the work of dogs and horses." \'

King Tseri, shaking his head, waved his hand, and said to the Yakshas, 'If you have drunk enough blood and lived, you should also take the Ten Virtuous Precepts from now on.' I am glad that I can give you my blood in this life; In the future, if I can become a Buddha, I will definitely use the Dharmakaya to help you, quit your three poisonous desires, and save you from the cycle of birth and death. \'King Cili made such a great wish.

When the five Nakshatras heard this, they joyfully said goodbye and went away.

\'World-Honored One,\' Ananda heard this and asked, \'What about then?\'

Shakyamuni Buddha smiled slightly: "The Cili King at that time is now me!" The current Qiao Chenru and the five bhikshus are the five nakshatras at the beginning. That's what karma looks like!\'

After listening to the Buddha's teachings, Venerable Ananda nodded in a sudden understanding.

But the Yaksha in the sea is indeed sinful and is a big trouble for the fishermen in this area. (To be continued.) )