Chapter Twenty-Eight: "Put Down the Butcher's Knife and Become a Buddha on the Ground"
Buddhahood of sentient beings?
["Let's go, don't look at it, and then there is the Nai He Bridge, drink this bowl of Meng Po soup, and the past will be revealed. Liu Yin took the bowl of turbid soup, and the bottom of the bowl flashed with all kinds of things before his death, and when he saw that he had slashed the big man to death, he showed a bitter smile, "I should forget, I couldn't save her in the end." ”
"It's good to forget, forget it, so you can start again." Li Feng, who was behind, looked at the road ahead and smiled with relief.
Liu Yin glanced back, and always felt that this person was familiar, "Dare to ask this gentleman's name?" ”
Li Feng looked at Liu Yin, his pupils lit up, "It's you, Liu Dashan!" ”
"You know me?" Liu Yin pointed at himself.
"Of course I know, you are a well-known benevolent person in the whole country, and many poor people, disaster victims and refugees have been helped by you." Li Feng stepped forward and held Liu Yin's hands tightly.
"Thank you for remembering me, in the eyes of the world, I am nothing more than a cold-blooded demon." A smile squeezed out of the corner of Liu Yin's mouth.
Why? Speaking of which, you are young, why did you come here to the bridge? ”
"I killed someone" Liu Yin looked down at the various things in the bowl and said four words softly.
"What! How can it be? Li Feng was obviously taken aback.
laughed at himself, "Commander Lin is so beautiful, he took a fancy to my fiancée and wanted to marry her." She didn't want to, so the one surnamed Lin tied her up, forcibly insulted her, and gave my fiancée to his subordinates..."Liu Yin said as he spoke, his eyes were red, his hands were shaking, and the soup in the bowl almost spilled.
"Liu Dashanren, Liu Dashanren..."Li Feng was used to seeing blood, but he was also frightened by Liu Yin's appearance and broke out in a cold sweat.
Liu Yin shook his senses, looked at the bottom of the bowl again, and said lightly, "So I killed him, dismantled eight pieces, and fed the dog." ”
After Li Feng heard this story, he didn't know how to answer for a while. He felt that the current Liu Yin was pitiful and terrifying.
"There's nothing to be nostalgic for, I've saved countless people and helped countless people in my life, but I can't save the people I love the most." Liu Yin laughed at himself, drank all the soup in the bowl, a tear fell from the corner of his eye, and resolutely walked towards the Nai He Bridge. He also muttered "A-Rui, A-Rui..."
Li Feng looked at Liu Yin's distant back, stunned. He looked down at his bowl of Meng Po soup, which was the color of blood, and the bowl was full of murderous energy, and the blood was monstrous. Slowly, the blood mist dissipated, revealing the beautiful peach forest behind it.
Li Feng was a Jiangyang thief before his death, killing countless people, regardless of men, women and children, they were all the souls of his sword. Liu Yin saw that he was familiar because he killed his wife by mistake that year and fell on the street, Liu Yin gave him an umbrella, some dry food and a bag of money. Tell him, "There are no hurdles in life that cannot be overcome." It was also after that that that he washed his hands of gold, wanting to learn from Liu Yin Kuang to support justice and hoe the strong to help the weak, so as to make up for his previous sins.
Li Feng raised his head and drank Meng Po soup and embarked on the return journey to the next life.
"In my next life, I want to be a good person."
"In the next life, I just want to protect you and no longer care about others."
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It is said that the Buddha saves all sentient beings, but why, bad people only need to put down the butcher's knife to become a Buddha on the spot, while good people have to go through nine hundred and eighty-one difficulties to obtain the true scriptures. Can a man wash his hands with gold to erase the evil he has done before? Why can't you remember how good he is, but you hold on to his only indulgence.
What is it, Buddha?
(The story is pure fiction).
Good evening, lovely people!