A long time ago, a man opened an inn in a very prosperous city. On the first day of the inn's business, the innkeeper welcomed his first guest. In order to leave a good image for the outside world, the innkeeper showed great enthusiasm for service, and set up the best wine and food to entertain this distinguished guest, so that he could enjoy unprecedented treatment.

Although the inn has just opened, due to a shortage of money, the owner cannot afford to buy new tables, chairs, beds and other items, so most of the furnishings in the inn are recycled second-hand goods. Although these things are old, they are elegant and clean, and with the enthusiasm of the owner, this customer is in a very happy mood after a full meal.

After settling everything in, guests return to their rooms and are ready for a good night's rest.

Outside the cold and warm inside, the guests lay on the soft futon, blow out the lights, and soon fall asleep. However, it was only a moment before the guest was awakened by the sound of conversation in the room.

The conversation came from two small children who kept asking each other if they were cold. The guest stood up strangely and turned on the lamp again, he looked around the room, and felt even more strange, there was no one in the room except him, so what was the sound of the conversation just now? He thought he was dreaming, so he didn't care, and lay down again, this time without blowing out the lamp. There was not much oil in the bowl, and it quickly burned out, and the room gradually darkened, and finally it was pitch black. And the guests also fell asleep.

After a short silence, the same conversation was remembered in the room, the voice was weak, the tone was sad, and the guest's eyes widened suddenly, this time, he heard clearly, are you cold? Not cold. Are you cold or not? Not cold、、、、、、 the two children asked and answered intermittently, just two sentences, asking and asking, answering and answering, repeating, and it was not boring.

The guest's heart jumped in fear without the oil lamp, and what was even more terrifying was that the voice was in his ears. He climbed out of the warm bed and went to find the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper was sleeping in a small room next to the cash office, and he listened to the guest's story with sleepy eyes, and when he heard half of it, he was completely sleepy, and hurried upstairs to the room to check.

The shopkeeper walked around the house with an oil lamp, and the customer followed him. However, they didn't see anything, the room was empty, and it looked normal.

The owner began to get angry, thinking that the customer was deliberately making trouble, and used this as an excuse to refuse to pay for the hotel and drinks. Although he was sure in his heart, his face did not show anger, and he said, "This guest, you may be dreaming, maybe it is the reason why you have drunk too much." The customer denied the owner's claim, and he discerned that he had indeed heard it. The owner said, "Then I'll give you another room." The guest thought about it, but still refused, he muttered dissatisfiedly, packed up the package, and left in the middle of the night, without even paying for the drinks. The shopkeeper looked at his back as he disappeared into the night, and believed his own speculation even more that this person was here to cheat and cheat.

The next day, several more guests came to the inn, and one of them stayed in the room of the guest who had left angrily yesterday.

Late at night, the innkeeper heard the same complaint, the same as the first guest, but who had not drunk before going to bed. The shopkeeper was also a little puzzled, since the two people said that there was a problem with the guest room, then maybe there was really a problem, but when this guest reported the situation to him, there were a few reckless guests next to him who were drinking, which was not good, and if it spread out, it would affect the business of the store. So the shopkeeper pretended not to know and thought it was ridiculous and said, "This brother must be dreaming, haha." Yesterday, a guest also stayed in that room, and he said that he slept very comfortably. ”

The guest was hot-tempered and didn't speak very well, so he choked and said, "I can't lie to you?" If you don't believe it, you can try it for one night on your own! Whoever lied to someone is a dog! I see, your inn is a little unclean. ”

The reckless men next to him all looked this way. The innkeeper was also angry when he saw that things were not going well, and in order to save the image of the inn, he raised his tone and said: "We have provided you with the best hospitality, but you have said such inexplicable things. It's good for others to live, why can't they come to you? I think you just want to eat white food, and you pay the bill! ”

The shopkeeper's words made the guest blushing and his neck thick, and he said extremely wrongly, "Don't insult people! I'm not a liar, did I say you don't give money? With that, he threw the dinner money to the shopkeeper, packed his bags, and left in a huff.

The customer's righteous words made the shopkeeper ashamed, but in order not to affect the business, he pretended to quibble, "Hmph! I exposed the ruse and ran away. Don't believe that person's words, he is a liar, the feng shui of my small shop has been tested by a feng shui master, and there is absolutely no problem. The guest had long since gone away, and he was speaking to the reckless guests, who were noncommittal to the shopkeeper's words, and bowed their heads and drank silently.

The next day, when customers came back to the store, the owner avoided the strange room and led them to other normal rooms. Late at night, he went to the guest room and slept to see if it was really as strange as the guest had said.

The shopkeeper, who had been busy all day, snored in a moment, and the sound of speech appeared, echoing in his ears, and he opened his eyes, stood up, and listened carefully.

Are you cold or not? Not cold. 、、、、、、Are you cold? Not cold、、、、、、

The shopkeeper's hair stood on end, and he hurriedly lit the oil lamp next to him, and the dark light illuminated the room, and the sound disappeared with the flames.

The shopkeeper, fearless of fear, blew out the oil lamp again, and as soon as the flames disappeared, the sound came again、、、、、、

The shopkeeper lay under the quilt, his ears tracing the source of the sound, and after listening for a while, he suddenly jumped out of the quilt and rolled off the bed made of wooden planks. The sound came from the quilt! The two children seemed to be huddled with him in a quilt, talking. But he didn't feel that there were other people in the quilt, and besides, this quilt was only big enough for one person, and it couldn't accommodate a second person, even if he was a child.

The shopkeeper lit the oil lamp again, and he stood beside the bed with the oil lamp, and examined the quilt with puzzled eyes, the quilt was nothing special, just like the other guest rooms, it was all white flowers of Morandy.

The next day, the shopkeeper wrapped the quilt in a large cloth and carried it to the seller's owner, from whom he had bought the quilt.

However, the boss didn't know about this kind of thing at all, and he had never used this quilt, and when he heard that such an evil thing had happened to this quilt, he immediately believed it, he was a person who believed in ghosts and gods. He said he recovered it at a low price from a friend who had failed in a rental sale. The shopkeeper immediately asked, where is he now? The owner of the seller said that there had been a major change in his family, his three children were lost in the woods, because it was winter, they froze to death inside, his wife was too sad and crazy, and he became a monk, in the Liuhe Temple on the mountain outside the city. The shopkeeper looked at him and said, "Could the child talking in the quilt be your friend's child?" They used to cover this quilt, right? The child dies without blinking his eyes, and his soul is left in the quilt? The boss nodded, thinking it was quite appropriate. He thought for a moment and said, "Everything is speculation, why don't we go to the temple together and ask my friend."

So the two climbed the mountain, turned around, and came to the temple. They first put on incense, worshiped the Buddha, and then raised some sesame oil money, and hosted them to drink tea, and when they were halfway through the drink, they explained their intentions. The host sighed when he talked about this new disciple of Buddhism, and he said, Amitabha, the pure space is not empty, and he sometimes cries secretly, which requires the Buddha's enlightenment to him.

Monk monk, the lease boss of the Dharma name clear empty appeared in front of them, the host left, and the clear space sat on the seat where the host sits, but saw that he was speechless, like a withered tree, which was very different from before. His friend, the owner of the seller's shop, told him about the quilt and unfolded it for him to see. Jingkong listened to the narration, first startled, and then stared at the quilt and did not move. Because of the relationship with the children, the pure space monk's expression was even more lonely, and he told them a story————

There was a poor family who lived in a small house with very little rent. Perhaps, this is a small expense for others, but it is not so much for this family. With a very small monthly income, a wife who is seriously ill and unable to earn money, and two young sons, this is a family struggling on the brink of death.

One winter, the head of the family died suddenly from overwork, and his wife died soon after. The child became a lonely orphan. In order to survive, the two children had to sell what was close to them. They pawned their parents' clothes, furniture, pots and pans one after another, until finally there was nothing left in the house to pawn except a quilt. The two children were in trouble.

The weather was getting colder and colder, and the bitter cold wind kept pouring into the room, and the two children wrapped the futon tightly, still so cold that their teeth were shivering, repeating the cold conversation with each other. Heaven did not have mercy on these two poor children, and allowed the cold wind and snow to destroy them.

What's even more terrifying is that the owner came to ask for rent, and when he saw that the two children couldn't afford to pay, he immediately turned cold and blew them out.

Two children, dressed in single clothes, stood helplessly in the wind and snow, looking left and right, not knowing where to go.

After the owner left, the older child took the younger child's hand and quietly entered the room through the back door. Hungry and sad, the other two children fell asleep, and they snuggled up to each other and curled up in small balls under the quilt. In the dream, the Buddha gave them a warm quilt, which is impossible to describe the noble and pure white of this quilt in the words of the world. In their sleep, the little ones no longer feel the cold, and they are immersed in the warmth of their sleep. Until one day, a kind man saw them, sent them to the cemetery, bought coffins, and buried them, so that they could sleep forever in warm dreams.

The good Samaritan is the new tenant. According to the owner's intention, he wanted to throw the child to the mass grave, but under the persuasion of this kind man, the owner only took off the quilt wrapped around the child.

When the monk said this, he got up early and burst into tears, crying silently.

"This cold-hearted and cold-faced owner is me! I deserve retribution. He said.

The resentment of the children in the quilt is overtaken by the host. In the light of the burning fire of the quilt, he folded his hands and recited the Buddha devoutly.