The monk foresaw that the disciple would die within seven days, and asked him to go home to see his mother, and the disciple returned safely on the eighth day

There is a temple on Daqingshan, called Qingshan Temple, which is built on a semicircular flat land halfway up the mountainside, with three large halls in the middle and Zen rooms on both sides. From a distance, the mountains are hidden, revealing a corner of the cornice, like a fairyland on earth.

There is a high monk in the temple, very famous, I heard that it is also very effective, after entering the meditation, you can see the past, predict the future. Some of his disciples practiced behind the monks, and they practiced farming, cooking, meditating and chanting on a daily basis.

Among them was a young apprentice, in his early twenties, with a white and clean face, very handsome and smart. On this day, after the monk entered the meditation, he saw the thunder slashing towards his little apprentice, pinched his fingers, and knew that his apprentice would have a fatal disaster within seven days.

The mandate of heaven is like this, and the monks are powerless, they can only go with the flow, and the heavenly opportunity cannot be revealed. It's just that it is not easy to think of the early death of the apprentice's father and the fact that her mother brought her up, and all I can do is to let the apprentice go home to see my mother for the last time.

So he called the little apprentice to him and said to him, "You have been away from home for many days, go back and see your mother." You don't have to be in a hurry, if you get home safely, stay with your mother, and you won't be able to return to the temple until the morning of the eighth day. The apprentice felt that Master's words were a little strange, but he had always respected Master and never doubted Master's words, so he had to follow them.

The little apprentice said goodbye to his master and brother, and set off from the temple, alone, carrying a large cloth bag and a bowl, and set off in the direction of home, which took two days to return home.

Not long after the little apprentice came down the mountain, he suddenly heard a faint hissing sound from the small forest on the side of the road, and it was separated for a while. The little apprentice knew that some animal must have been injured, so he walked over and saw a fluffy brown fox lying on the ground, his head drooping.

When the little fox saw the little apprentice, he wanted to struggle, but he couldn't move after trying hard. The little apprentice walked in and looked closely, and the fox appeared to have no external injuries and no blood. It may be that you are sick, or you have been hit hard by something and have suffered internal injuries.

The monks are compassionate. The little apprentice decided to help the fox, and he carefully picked the fox up and walked down the hill. There is a small town at the foot of the mountain, there is a clinic in the town, and the little apprentice found a Lang Zhong, who said that the fox was either hit violently or was hit in the body, and prescribed a few potions to the little apprentice.

The little apprentice put a plaster on the fox, and continued to walk forward with the little fox in his arms, while making some fasting and begging for some food for the fox to eat, so after two days, the little apprentice waded through mountains and rivers, and kept holding the fox back home.

Seeing that her son had returned, the little apprentice's mother was very happy and surprised, and asked why the little apprentice had come back. The little apprentice said, "Master asked me to come back to see you, saying that I haven't come back to see you for a long time. The mother "chuckled" in her heart, thinking: I am not sick or sick, and the master asked my son to come back to see me, there must be some disaster between the two of us, and the master is inconvenient to say. But human life is determined, and you can't hide from it, so let it be.

The little apprentice stayed at home and served his mother wholeheartedly. The two had endless words, the little apprentice cooked for his mother, and at the same time, the mother and son fed the fox with all their hearts. At night, the little apprentice was afraid that the little fox would be cold, so he put the fox on the bed and slept with him.

After four days in this way, the little apprentice remembered the deadline given by the master, said goodbye to his mother, and the mother told him a thousand times, and said goodbye to the little apprentice with tears. The little apprentice felt that his mother was so strange, in the past, the little apprentice left his mother, and his mother was also reluctant, but it was not so painful, and the little apprentice felt sour.

The little apprentice still carried the fox back, and he wanted to cure the fox and release it back into the forest. As he had done when he had returned, he had carried him all the way, only this time he had more nuts and other things in his big pocket, which his mother had prepared for his son to feed the fox on the way. After a few days of treatment and breeding, the little fox's body recovered, his eyes rolled slightly, and he began to become lively in the arms of the little apprentice.

On the evening of the seventh day, when the little apprentice sat down on the side of the road to rest and eat something, he saw that the fox was almost recovered, so he let the fox move on the ground on his own. The fox left the little apprentice and went out into the grass by the roadside. The fox just couldn't see it, and the little apprentice saw the black clouds rolling overhead, covering the sky and the sun in an instant, and the faint sound of rolling thunder, the sky was terrifying.

The little apprentice looked worriedly at the place where the fox had disappeared, and the fox appeared again, panicked, and ran to the little apprentice, who saw the fox and hugged it. At this time, lightning and thunder roared, and the explosions and thunders sounded one after another above the little apprentice's head, and lightning slashed through the surrounding trees like knives and axes. The little apprentice hugged the little fox tightly, for fear that the little fox would be hurt.

After a while, after the rain had passed, the little apprentice was wet, and he carried the little fox in his arms and found a nearby inn, where he still slept with the little fox at night.

On the morning of the eighth day, the little apprentice took the fox to the foot of the mountain, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the temple on the mountain, and under the shade of the trees, a corner of the cornices protruded.

The little apprentice said, "Little fox, go back to the mountains and forests!" The little fox squeaked, and the little apprentice squatted down and put the fox on the ground, and the fox circled around him and rubbed his leg with his head, looking very docile. The little apprentice touched his head and said, "Little fox, let's go, I'm going to see the master." The little fox turned around and ran into the jungle by the side of the road.

When the little apprentice returned to the temple, the master was giving a lecture, and when he saw the little apprentice, he was taken aback, and then smiled and said, "Amitabha! Good, good, good! "I still don't understand why the little apprentice can defy the destiny of heaven.

After the lecture, the senior monk went to the meditation room to settle down, and saw what the little apprentice did all the way, only to know that the little apprentice had arrived in the destiny of Yangshou and died of natural disasters. But the little apprentice hugged the little fox all the way, went home to accompany his mother every inch, in order not to affect the innocent, he couldn't do it.

On the seventh day, Impermanence panicked and didn't choose a way, originally wanting to take the life of the little apprentice with a lightning strike when he left the fox. Who knew that the little apprentice was worried about the safety of the fox, so he hugged him tightly, and finally couldn't do it.

The monk sighed: "Saving others is saving yourself. "If the little apprentice escapes, he will be rewarded with a long life. Later, the senior monk remembered his kindness and passed the mantle to the little apprentice. The little apprentice also became a generation of high monks, admired by others, and died of illness in his eighties.

So why don't you leave a way back for others, maybe a small act of kindness you inadvertently can bring you boundless luck, so we must have a good heart.