Liu Mei did a few things one after another, and then used decoction of Chinese herbs to wash the poisonous gas on her body, and the itching was slowly relieved, and there was no longer as itchy as before, so that she was more and more convinced of the benefits of release, and had a feeling of cherishing living beings.

That time, she was a guest to the banquet, when she was staggered, she drank too much wine, so she got up and walked out of the restaurant, through the cooking kitchen to the bathroom in the backyard to relieve herself, and suddenly heard the sound of rustling, she came out of the bathroom, followed the sound and observed, and a water tank filled with catering swill came into view.

Looking closely, a rat was drowning half dead in it, and it couldn't climb out, let alone jump, and to jump, it needed a springboard, even if it was a small springboard, but this tank was full of sour and hot soup and floating or sinking swill, and there was no hard object for it to jump. The more the rat panicked and jumped, the more likely it was to expend his physical strength, and the more physical strength he consumed, the more he would be on the verge of dying.

How easy is it to climb out or jump out? It's simply impossible. Because the edge of the tank was too slippery, but even if the rat was dying, it would not give up the desire to survive, it was soaked, and the gray-black mouse hair that should have stood up fell down, attached to the body, and looked very embarrassed. It may regret that it was too greedy to jump into this deep trap that it could jump in but could not jump out of.

At this moment, it was jumping and jumping in the water tank, so to speak, in a dying throes, and everyone who came to the bathroom found it when they passed by. Some looked at it and said playfully: This mouse will drown in the tank; Some of them wished they had taken a stick and pressed it into the swill and drowned; Some looked at it and walked away noncommittally.

Now, Liu Mei discovered it, thinking of the monk's words to exhort her to release and cherish her life, and a question arose in her heart, whether to save or not to save this dying mouse? When she hesitated, the tragic situation of her burning the gray mouse with oil came to mind, which made her get the retribution of itching. If so, she'd be willing to save the damn little brute.

Suddenly, another thought interfered with her intentions: rats were one of the four pests, and they were the object of national legal extermination. It doesn't matter if it's alive or dead, if it is released, in terms of national law, not only is it useless, but it is also a bit of a crime. With this in mind, she decided to go, but after a few steps, a strange itch hit her skin again.

She stopped again, looking at the rat that was about to drown in the tank, the beating amplitude became smaller, it had no momentum, and a reason for releasing it germinated in her heart: yes! According to the law of the country, this mouse should be executed, but from the perspective of the great Buddha's compassion for sentient beings, it is absolutely correct to save this beast.

So she searched around, and finally picked up a stick of wood that was burned for firewood on the dirty ground, and she put it into the water tank, and at first, the drenched dying mouse thought that this man was going to kill him, and its bulging eyes revealed two helpless intertwined dead lights.

At this time, a friend came out of the bathroom and found that Liu Mei was about to save it, so he said: Why is a mouse saving it? It is the natural enemy of mankind, and it is innocent of death. Liu Mei used face-covering words to support me: I'll stab this damn mouse with a wooden stick. My friend felt dirty here, took a look at the rat in the water tank, and then at Liu Mei, and left quietly, because my friend still had to go to a dinner that had no end.

The dying rat saw that the man with the wooden stick had no ill will to kill it, so he seized this opportunity with trepidation, and climbed up the ladder like a ladder to put up the wooden stick in the water tank and slowly sprang out, and it fell to the ground, and Liu Mei only blinked, and the poor and hateful little beast quickly burrowed into the gap by the wall.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, or other reasons, after beating the rats released this time, Liu Mei's body is not so itchy. After that, she developed the habit of releasing the animals, and when she walked to the road on a stormy day, she found an earthworm, picked it up and walked for a while, and put it in the dirt that few people stepped on.

In this way, she got a kind of comfort and comfort in her heart, she relaxed wherever she went, as if everywhere was her home, every grass and tree became the object of her pity, she did not easily pull out a grass in the wild, picked a flower in the wild, and became unconventional, which is called practice in the theoretical explanation of Buddhism. But she did not escape into the empty door, but just kept the precepts like a disciple of the Buddha. She had only one thought in her heart: to do more good deeds and eliminate disasters and add blessings. She often said to people: I have an itchy disease, and after a few lifetimes, I slowly recovered.

That time, she rushed to the town early in the morning, sat for a while in front of a breakfast shop, and was about to leave, when she found a mullet arching at her feet, and its tail clapping on the ground.

She thought to herself: Could it be that this mullet is begging me for life? If so, buy it and put it in the river. But how can we be sure that this creature has come to live? Without thinking too much about it, the shopkeeper, a middle-aged woman with a blue belly pocket, came over and picked up the mullet and put it into the deep-mouthed wooden barrel that was half filled with water in the store.

Liu Mei deliberately didn't leave, to see if the mullet in the bucket still jumped out. Sure enough, in less than a cup of tea, another mullet slipped at Liu Mei's feet, and at some point it jumped out of the barrel again.

Liu Mei was shocked and asked the woman to sell the mullet to her, saying that it jumped out of the barrel twice and crawled to her feet, which was clearly asking her to survive, and it would be a sin not to buy it and release it.

The woman didn't believe it at all, thinking that she was talking nonsense, and she didn't reason with Liu Mei, so she picked up the slippery and dusty mullet again and put it in the bucket, she even regarded Liu Mei as a witch, and said that you don't talk nonsense, this mullet jumped out naturally, and it was an accident to climb to your feet twice, don't make a fuss. You want me to sell you the mullet, but I don't want to. This is a mullet I bought early in the morning from a fish stall in the vegetable market, and I am going to take it home to make soup for my children to eat when they come back from school at noon.

Liu Mei was always unsure, and glanced at the woman again, the woman gave instructions to the guy in the store, so she simply picked up the bucket buckle and walked out of the store, Liu Mei told her to stop, saying that you take 7 steps, if the mullet in the bucket no longer jumps out, you can go! The woman walked disdainfully, but only five steps had passed, when she heard a ding-dong sound, a splash of water, and the mullet in the bucket turned over and jumped out, and the woman was so frightened that she threw the barrel buckle, and the barrel fell to the ground, and half a bucket of water soaked a large chunk of the ground.

Liu Mei was like a god, she picked up the bucket unhurriedly, went to the store to fill half a bucket of water, came back, picked up the mullet and put it in the bucket, and then looked at the woman with a pale face and said: This mullet is indeed asking me for help and release, you bought it for a few dollars, and I will give you a few dollars.

The woman was shocked, and when she saw Liu Mei speaking so calmly, she gradually calmed down, and said with all due respect, this mullet is one and a half pounds, and I bought it for fourteen yuan and eight dimes, so you can take it if you want. Liu Mei picked out her wallet, found a few banknotes and handed them to the woman, saying that I just had fourteen yuan and five dimes, and I will give you three cents next time. The woman said forget it.

Liu Mei carried the bucket buckle, looked at the mullet swimming in the bucket water and never jumped out again, and said to the woman in the tone of a monk: Okay! Count the merits you have accumulated for three dollars.

To the east of this store is a big river around the city, and Liu Mei said that if you put the mullet, she will return the bucket to you. The woman hesitated, so she used a soft plastic bag to fill the water and asked Liu Mei to put the mullet in and carry it to the river to release it.