Chapter 563: You're Still Alive

At this time, the crowd applauded. Then, Qian Jishi folded his hands and led all the lay people to face a statue of Buddha and Bodhisattva in the Buddha hall, and recited aloud the "Dedication Text": Originally, all the merits of Guanyin Bodhisattva's Christmas Day were dedicated to the Western Elysium, Amitabha Buddha, Guanyin Bodhisattva, and Dashi Zhi Bodhisattva; Tenryu Babu; The void is all over the Dharma realm, and all the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas of the Ten Directions and the Three Worlds are dedicated to the fallen soldiers of the eight directions of the present and ancient times, the sickness and suffering, the wrongful killing, the miscarriage of infants, and the beings of the underworld of the Suva world; and dedicate to the four types of beings who wetted the fetal egg, as well as the mountains, rivers and the earth; flowers, trees, melons, fruits, seedlings and other plants; It is also necessary to dedicate to the parents, six relatives, brothers and sisters, wronged creditors and descendants of the next generation, ask the Buddha to bless the children and grandchildren of the future generations, and recite the Buddha to live in the Pure Land.

I respectfully invite the three sages of the West to live forever, bless all sentient beings to eliminate disasters and avoid difficulties, and recite the Buddha to survive in the Pure Land.

Qian Jishi led all the lay people to call the three Amitabha Buddhas!

After the great release, many lay people often come to Hualing Temple to burn incense and worship the Buddha.

One morning in the early summer of this year, Hu Juan, who had been released last time to "challenge" Qian Jishi, carried a bag of fruit and did not put it on the offering table in the Buddhist hall, but gave it directly to Qian Jishi, saying that he wanted to thank the master.

Qian Jishi took the bag of fruit and placed it on the offering table in the Buddha hall, led Hu Juan to worship the Buddha together, and then walked out of the Buddha hall and asked Hu Juan, why are you so polite to me today? Hu Juan said, "At the beginning of spring this year, I played a great role in the release of Guanyin Bodhisattva on Christmas Day with Master and other lay people.

Qian Jishi smiled and listened to her quietly, "Master, do you know? My mother, who had brain cancer, had a CT scan at the end of April, and the results showed that the brain tumor on the right side of her head had not grown again, but had shrunk somewhat. At present, my mother's condition is stable, but the amount of food is much smaller. But the return to this state has been beyond the expectations of our whole family, and I think it is the effect of the merit of the release of life to give my mother the blessings of the Buddha.

Qian Jishi nodded, and folded his palms to recite the names of Amitabha Buddha, Guanyin Bodhisattva, and Dashi Zhi Bodhisattva, and said that on behalf of Hu Juan and her mother suffering from brain cancer, I pray for the blessings of the Buddha and Bodhisattva to let the old man's condition recover as soon as possible.

After Hu Juan bowed to Qian Jishi, she asked her mother about the reason for the decrease in her meal, saying that it was due to her bad mood?

Qian Jishi explained that everyone has a "Lu use", that is, how much food you should eat in this life is destined. Because of the large number of lives released for merit, the patient's original life expectancy is extended, and with it, the original "use" is also spread over a longer period of time, and the result is that the amount of food at each meal is automatically reduced. This is the case with your mother.

Hu Juan gathered the black hair on her sideburns and said a few in a row! Qian Jishi said again, in fact, what's the point of eating less? On the contrary, it can reduce the burden on various organs. Saving your life is better than anything else!

Influenced by this, Hu Juan's whole family began to come into contact with the Dharma, and the people in the neighborhood heard about it, and they were also impressed by the Dharma, although most of them didn't believe it, but the Dharma smelled bad, after all, they had already smelled that since the Bodhi seed was planted, it would take root one day.

The years make people old. Qian Jishi didn't realize that he was 89 years old, but he didn't see age. There are no age spots on his face, only the pubic lines like the old tree pumping new shoots to highlight his vigorous spirit, which is the sacred mark of the old monk who devoted his life to accumulating virtue and doing good deeds, promoting the Dharma and benefiting people.

Suddenly, Qian Jishi was invited to attend a puja meeting at Nalanda Monastery, 40 kilometers away. Qian Jishi was particularly punctual, he left the mountain at 5 o'clock in the afternoon, and went to Qingfeng Town at the foot of the mountain to take a temporary long-distance bus, which was expected to arrive at more than 6 o'clock.

Qian Jishi silently chanted Buddha wherever he went, which was not enough, he still carried a delicate and small battery chanting machine in his arms.

When he arrived in the town, he also bought a pair of new No. 5 batteries in the supermarket, took out the old batteries with little power from the Buddha chanting machine, and did not throw them away, but put them into the purse of the monk's robe he was wearing.

He didn't throw it away because he felt he hadn't used it to the fullest. Although the old battery is old, it is old and not wasted, and the power in it is low, so it can also be used. It is especially suitable for sleeping at night, put the chanting machine with old electrical appliances next to the pillow, even if the volume is turned up to the maximum, the sound is not loud, which is just suitable for him to slowly fall asleep in the hypnotic Buddha horn and have a good dream.

And travel is different, especially the long-distance bus with many passengers and noisy sound, and the long-distance bus has a rumbling almost noisy mechanical sound that cannot be quieted during the journey.

However, if you use an old battery to put it in the chanting machine, and turn the sound to the maximum, you will not hear a single sound, and in that case, the open chanting machine will also be nothing.

So when he traveled this afternoon, Qian Jishi replaced the Buddha chanting machine with a pair of new batteries. He opened it and listened to it, turned up the volume to a high level, the sound was so loud that it was a deterrent, and when there was no one on the left and right, the sound was loud and very clear. However, when you get on a long-distance bus that is full of passengers, you can't do it, and you have to turn up the volume or turn it up to the midrange to hear it.

When Qian Jishi got on the car, he didn't turn on the Buddha chanting machine for the time being, but just chanted the Buddha number silently in his mouth, planning to chant the Buddha name in the car for a long time, and then turned on the Buddha chanting machine to fix it in the middle or high tone, and listened to the Buddha number devoutly, and also let the passengers sitting on the left and right listen to it, so that they as a part of all living beings are also stained with a little auspicious Buddha spirit.

Qian Jishi, who was sitting on the south side of the car, had been silently chanting the Buddha, and after a while, it was dark, and the lights flashed in the trunk. The car drove at an even speed on a vast fertile field. Soon after driving, the car slowed down significantly. Some passengers commented that they had entered a steep mountain road and could not drive fast. The passengers think this is very good, after all, safety comes first!

But after a little more driving, the car seemed to be jolting. The passengers sitting in the car were uneasy, and some passengers said: This is what driving on the winding mountain road looks like, don't be afraid.

Qian Jishi, who was reciting the Buddha, also felt that something was wrong, he immediately took out the Buddha chanting machine from the monk's robe and unscrewed the button, and the Buddha horn of "Amitabha" sounded peacefully. He said: Now turn on the Buddha chanting machine and chant the Buddha, which is to ask Amitabha Buddha to bless us with Buddha power and sit in the car all the way safely!

There was no squeak in the car, which proves that the passengers basically agreed. Qian Jishi felt that it was better to let the driver approve it. So he picked up the chanting machine and turned it up to a high volume, got out of his seat temporarily, approached the cab, and then said to the driver sitting in the driver's seat, a middle-aged man with a capable appearance: Comrade driver, I will put the chanting machine that is chanting Buddha here for you! Amitabha Buddha will protect you from driving safely.

No, you can turn off the chanting! I don't believe it, and I don't think it's noisy. The driver replied as he drove.

Seeing this, Qian Jishi didn't want to say more, and he was afraid that it would affect the distraction of the driver. He only made a "good" sound, and did not turn off the chanting machine completely, but just turned down the sound so that he could hear it, and others generally couldn't hear it.

At this time, Qian Jishi also heard the driver muttering: Monk, you can rest assured, absolutely safe, I have been driving for 24 years, this kind of steep mountain road often runs, and I can't remember how many times I have run, it is all smooth and stable, safe and sound, you can rest assured to take the car!

But Qian Jishi's heart is always not steady, back to the seat, and sat in the car for about 10 minutes, feeling that the car is more bumpy than the beginning, because the driver does not know the benefits of chanting Buddha or listening to the Buddha machine chanting Buddha, in the process of driving the vehicle, it is not suitable for persuasion, he also dispelled the idea of persuasion, just himself, sitting on the seat of the car while listening to the chanting of the Buddha machine tuned into a low pitch, and he also chanted silently in his mouth. Holding on to a Buddha name, he gradually almost settled.

The next day, on a mountain beam, Qian Jishi was woken up with his eyes slightly closed as if he was meditating, and there was a chair on a long-distance bus under his buttocks. He thought he was still in the car, but when he opened his eyes, he found that something was wrong, he was in an empty and uninhabited mountain beam, and there were several strange men in front of him, all with solemn faces, as if he had encountered something unhappy.

Qian Jishi suddenly asked a tall strange man who woke him up, Hey, what's going on? Didn't I take a long-distance bus to Landa Temple? Why am I not in the car, but in the mountains?

The tall man said, "Monk, you have a big life!" Bodhisattva bless you! Accumulated a lifetime of virtue!

Qian Jishi left his chair and asked, what do you say?

The tall man said, Don't you know? There was a tragic car accident last night. The bus you were riding in overturned halfway up the mountain, rolling down a canyon dozens of meters deep, and all 44 people on board, including the driver, were killed, except for you, who was still alive.