Chapter 17 The Jizo Bodhisattva Sutra
The old monk took Zhang Ying and me through the temple, and the monks who came and went greeted him one after another, which made me even more firm in my heart, his identity is definitely not ordinary.
Zhang Ying kept whispering to me about the lotus flower on the incense burner, but I didn't know what was going on, so I had to say that the Bodhisattva had manifested her spirit, so that she could rest assured that our matter would definitely be solved.
The old monk took us all the way to a meditation room, which was very simple and furnished, except for a bed, a table, a futon and daily necessities.
"Two donors, please be seated." The old monk pointed to the plank bed and invited us to sit down.
Zhang Ying and I hesitated for a moment and didn't sit down, it was very rude to sit on someone else's bed, not to mention that the other party was still a monk.
The old monk saw that we were not sitting and were not polite, so he sat down by himself, and Zhang Ying and I looked at each other, and we were really masters, and we did not stick to common sense.
"I don't know if the master called us here......" I scratched my hair, with some anticipation in my heart.
"I look at this male benefactor's dark clouds, Yintang is black, and he is full of resentment, he must be in trouble, right?" The old monk said to me.
I was overjoyed, and sure enough, it was a high monk, and I could see at a glance that something was going on with me.
I hurriedly bowed, "The master is right, I hope the master will be merciful and save my life!" ”
The old monk waved his hand, "The donor has a relationship with the King of the Dizo Bodhisattva, and he happens to meet me in the Dizo Temple, how can I sit idly by, but it's just ......"
"But what?" At first, I thought that my dog's life was saved, but the old monk just made my heart flutter again.
"Alas...... The donor's long-cherished evil obstacle is too deep, the old monk I have the heart to help and it is not good to intervene directly, you must know that there is a fixed number of drinks and pecks, and today I forcibly help the donor solve it will only make this evil relationship deeper. The old monk said with a long sigh.
I sighed in my heart, I have been dreaming of karma, the evil obstacle is too deep, can it be said that I was not a good person in my last life, this is retribution?
The old monk seemed to see what I was thinking, and said to me with a slight smile: "Don't guess, don't know, life is a long road, how can you know where to go if you don't go down?"
I was stunned by the old monk's words, it turned out that he was not only a Buddhist, but also a philosopher.
"Master, what are we going to do?" Zhang Ying saw that I was blinded, and hurriedly asked.
The old monk took off the rosary hanging on his wrist and handed it to me, I hurriedly took it, and saw that there were fourteen rosary beads, separated by a gourd-like thing in the middle, the beads were not big, and they were worn on the wrist like a bracelet.
However, those black beads are faintly transparent, as if they are glowing with a faint light, and they are very smart at first glance.
I didn't know what the rosary did, so I asked the old monk.
The old monk said that the fourteen Buddha beads indicate that Guanyin Bodhisattva is with all sentient beings such as the Ten Directions, the Three Worlds, and the Six Realms, so that all sentient beings can obtain the fourteen fearless merits.
to enable sentient beings to return to their own nature and gain liberation; so that sentient beings can rotate and perceive, and when they encounter fire, the fire cannot be burned; Let all beings rotate and listen, although they are floated by the great water, the water cannot drown; Let all sentient beings enter the Rakshasa ghost country, and the ghosts will destroy themselves.
The six roots of sentient beings are restored, and when they are killed, the knife is broken; The Bodhisattva shines on the ten directions, so that all sentient beings are not harmed by the medicine fork and the netherworld; so that all beings are not bound by vain sounds; so that sentient beings can walk on a dangerous road as a smooth road, and thieves will not be robbed.
He who makes sex more than he has sex does not give birth to lustful thoughts; so that those who harbor resentment will not be dismayed; to keep all those who are dull and unkind, from deceit; so that childless beings, who desire a man, may have a man; that those who have no children and desire a woman will have a daughter;
Those who make sentient beings hold the name of Guanyin will receive the same amount of merit as the sand of the Ganges.
Every time you praise the name of Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva of Nan Wu Great Compassion and Great Compassion, you can dial a Buddha bead, you can eliminate boundless sins, obtain immeasurable merits, and meet the Buddha's head, that is, the gourd-shaped beads, which cannot be crossed, and you need to turn the beads and recite them.
When I heard this, I was overjoyed, and the wind must be afraid of this bead so good.
The old monk gave me a local Tibetan Bodhisattva Sutra, and gave Zhang Ying a copy of Guanyin Bodhisattva Pumen Pin, telling us to recite it in our spare time, and the merit is immeasurable, but we can't be disrespectful to the Buddhist scriptures, and if you don't want it, send it back to him.
These two Buddhist scriptures look very ancient, they are thread-packed, presumably used by the old monk himself, how could I not want such treasures?
After giving us something, the old monk took off his shoes, sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes, as if he had settled down, and stopped talking no matter how much we asked.
Zhang Ying and I thanked each other for a thousand thanks, and then left the meditation room and closed the door smoothly.
When I left the monastery, I put the rosary given to me by the old monk on Zhang Ying's wrist, although I knew that this rosary would save my life, but I didn't want her to be hurt.
Zhang Ying was taken aback and wanted to take it off, but I stopped her.
"You've been possessed by that breeze, maybe he'll get you in trouble."
"And what do you do?" Zhang Ying was anxious.
I laughed, "He couldn't help me last time, and this time it's the same, you must not give it to someone else." ”
I am a person who admits death, Zhang Ying couldn't resist me, so he had to accept the Buddhist beads.
After having lunch in the school cafeteria with Zhang Ying, we went back to our dormitories.
As soon as I entered the dormitory, I realized that the sissy's bed was empty, and a note had been left on it.
"Labor Day, Fat Dragon, the mourning family is really afraid of ghosts, so they moved out to live, you ask for more blessings."
I shook my head, I can't blame the sissy for not being righteous, who is not afraid of this kind of thing, not to mention that the breeze is not coming at him.
The bloody handprints on the window are still there, very eye-catching.
The fat dragon didn't come back, and I looked at the Jizo Bodhisattva Sutra in my hand, and suddenly I had the urge to recite it.
After washing my hands, I sat down on my bed and opened the scroll.
The beginning is the incense praise, the incense of the furnace, the Dharma realm is enlightened, the sea of Buddhas will be heard from afar, and auspicious clouds will be formed everywhere. Sincerity is good, and the Buddhas are all over the body.
He also recited the mantra of purifying the mouth karma, purifying the body karma, purifying the mind karma, purifying the three karma mantras, securing the land mantra, and making universal offerings, and there were also the mantras of the Bodhisattva of Juelin.
Later, there was another praise, the head of the Ji was pure in heart, and the endless Buddha was full of great mercy. The southern world is full of incense clouds, fragrant rain flower clouds and flower rain. There are countless kinds of treasure rain and clouds, which are auspicious for Rui Quanzhuang. Strict.
The celestial people asked the Buddha what the cause was, and the Buddha said that the Bodhisattva was there. The three worlds came to praise together, and the Bodhisattvas of the ten directions took refuge together. I am here to plant good karma and praise the true merits of Jizo.
Compassion accumulates goodness and vows to save sentient beings. The golden tin in his hand vibrates open the gates of hell. The pearl in the palm of your hand, the light of the world. In the sound of wisdom, in the auspicious clouds. For Yan Fu to suffer sentient beings, to be a great proof of merit. Great compassion and great wishes, great saints and great mercy. The deity Jizo Bodhisattva Mahasattva.
I don't know why, when I read this, I felt like a red meteor, the eyelids of both eyes seemed to have become sticky, and it took all my strength to hold them open, and the muscles and muscles of my whole body were numb for a while, and I felt like I was cramping, and I felt the urge to cry in my heart.
At that time, I didn't know, the inspiration of the Jizo Sutra is the first, no matter who reads it, there will be an induction, and the more karma there is, the stronger the induction. The Dizang Sutra can eliminate karma, and people reading the Dizang Sutra are engaged in a tug-of-war with unjust creditors.
Next is the opening of the scriptures, the supreme and profound subtle method, the millions of calamities encountered, I have seen and heard it today, and I am willing to understand the true meaning of the truth.
I squeezed these four sentences out of my mouth almost word by word, and the more difficult it became the further I went, but with a spirit of not admitting defeat in my bones, I read word by word with my eyelids on my eyelids.
Gradually, I could no longer see the other scenes in the dormitory, only the scroll in my hand, and the words on it seemed to become dots of light, and every time I read a word, a dot of light jumped out of the paper and hovered around me.
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May this merit be made, Zhuang. Strict Buddha Pure Land, report the fourfold grace, the three ways of suffering, if there is a person who has seen or heard, all the bodhicitta will be developed, and this will be repaid to the body, and the country of bliss will be born together.
By the time I finished the final dedication, I had collapsed, and when I looked up, I could vaguely see many dark figures in front of me, sitting cross-legged on the floor of the dormitory, facing me, but they were blurry and could not see their faces.
However, for some reason, when I saw that they should be afraid, I did not have a trace of fear in my heart, only boundless melancholy and sadness.
It was already dark by this time, and the golden points of light around me were the only source of light, and most of them flew towards the black shadows, merging into their bodies, and the rest entered my body.
As these points of light entered my body, I felt that my energy and stamina had recovered a lot.
The next moment, the dark shadows stood up in unison, folded their hands, bowed to me, and disappeared.
I was in a trance, and when I came back to my senses, my legs had been numb from sitting cross-legged for too long, and everything that had happened before was like a dream.
I don't meditate like that, with both feet pressed under my thighs, and I feel like my feet are no longer my own.
There was no light on in the bedroom, and I carefully put the scroll aside, my hands on my aching and numbing thighs.
It took me a long time before I got my legs back, and I felt that this meditation was not something that ordinary people could do.
Turning on the light, I glanced at my phone, and there were dozens of missed calls, all of which were from Zhang Ying.
My phone wasn't silent, but I didn't hear a single one.
I hurriedly broadcast it, and Zhang Ying picked it up in seconds.
"What have you been doing all afternoon, and you won't answer the phone, do you know that I'm worried about death?" Zhang Ying's head and face are blamed.
I didn't dare to refute it, so I coaxed her for a while before explaining that I was reading the scriptures.
Zhang Ying finally lost her breath, it turned out that she just called to confirm my safety at first, and I kept calling without answering.
I don't know what's going on today.,The doorman of the boys' dormitory building, who usually opens one eye and closes one eye, just won't let her in.,Later, I found out that someone from above came to check.。
She asked me if I wanted to hide outside for another night, and I refused, because I would always come, and I couldn't hide forever.
Zhang Ying sighed and said to let me be careful, and call her if there is anything.
I hung up the phone and glanced at the window, and the bloody handprint actually ran into the house, and it was bleeding down the glass!