At this moment, I don't know who recited Amitabha, which surprised the hunter and calmed down, it turned out that there was a monk standing in front of him, looking at him and saying, "Why are you doing evil again?" The monks recognized him, he was the skin cream who had served for several years and was demobilized. No, he was not demobilized, he was expelled from the army. In the army, he infiltrated the prostitution den in the widow's cave and was escorted out by the righteous female soldiers, and naturally he was expelled from the army.

After returning to his hometown, he found his former lover Xu Yu, who knew that after he betrayed her in the army, he broke off with him angrily and got along with another man who was taller than Pi Shuang. Pi Shuang wanted to provoke the man, but when he saw that he was not his opponent, he reluctantly gave up. But the lustful nature of the skin cream does not change, and wherever she goes, she flirts with women who have a little color.

After he was expelled from the army and returned home, he wanted to return to his old business of hunting, but the New Zealand government banned the hunting of wild animals, so he learned carpentry from a certain master, but every time he went to a place, he couldn't help but climb with women, sometimes it was good for the carpentry business, but with some women climbed too much, it caused a lot of trouble.

Some women were willing to linger on him when they saw that he was a handsome young man, but he was just playing and acting on the spot, not out of sincerity. The woman who had fallen into his hands pursued him relentlessly, but he kept hiding, which in turn affected the workmanship and sometimes caused trouble for the carpenter.

On that occasion he was reconciled with another woman, and avoided the former woman, who found that he liked the new and hated the old, so she ran to the place where he was working in a fit of rage, but when she did not see him, she picked up the axe, saw, and ink thread that he and his master had used for carpentry, and threw them down, and made a mess. The master was very annoyed, and refused to accept the skin cream as an apprentice anymore, and resolutely drew a line with him.

Later, when something happened, two women who had been played with by skin cream were keen to pursue him, and he always avoided him, so they committed suicide by throwing themselves into the river in turn. Pi Shuang was terrified by the heroic martyrdom of the two women, and did not dare to show his face for a while, fearing that the relatives of the deceased would take violent revenge on him. Because the matter of martyrdom is not suitable for prosecution, the person responsible can go unpunished, and will only be morally reprimanded or attacked by the martyr's family, relatives and friends. Like shelter, the only way to hide from the skin cream is to hide. When he was bored, he secretly picked up a shotgun and hunted in the forest.

The forest was often patrolled by the police, and he couldn't do it, so he hid his shotgun near the monastery, because this is a pure place of Buddhism, and few people come here to kill, and anyone with a little religious knowledge knows that killing in or near a monastery is a much heavier sin than killing in other places. It is said that when a person kills in such a place dies, his soul will be thrown into the Infernal Hell, and it will be rare to be reborn forever. Pi Shuang didn't believe this, and seeing that there were no police patrols near the temple, he actually raised a gun and killed a squirrel listening to the scriptures.

The monk was very angry and pointed at him and scolded: "You guy who deserves to go to hell, put down the squirrel corpse, or I will report it to the police immediately." Pi Shuang was frightened, and he understood that if the police caught him, he could be held criminally responsible for the crime of illegally hunting wild animals, and he would lose his freedom. The severity of the problem made him panic, and he knelt down in front of the monk, kowtowed, and said please, Master, don't report it to the police, otherwise I'll be finished.

If you knew today, why bother in the first place? Amitabha. When the monk saw that he had laid down the stiffened squirrel, which was bloody and supple, he said, "If you really want to repent, dig a big pit and bury the squirrel's body." Pi Shuang stood up, pretended to be respectful, and said to the monk, Master, I will go down the mountain and get a hoe to dig a pit, if I can't go, you can report the case.

Amitabha Buddha, self-inflicted sins and self-suffering, only sincere repentance and reform, is a way to live. The exclamating monk watched Skin's back disappear into the distance, and his gaze fell on the stiff corpse of the squirrel.

The squirrel, who loves to listen to the scriptures, did not seem to feel pain at the moment of being shot, but was extremely relaxed. Why is that? It was the Bodhisattva who had come to greet it who used his mana to cause the bullet that had penetrated its body to release a numbing-like anesthetic effect, and its soul left its body with the same relief as if people had taken off their bloated cotton clothes on a warm spring day.

When it saw its body fall from a pine tree nearly 20 meters high as a result of a bullet, it was like seeing a branch falling, as if it had nothing to do with itself, and it should have hated the hunter who killed him with a shotgun, but now, because there was no pain, because it was immersed in the joy of listening to the scriptures, it had no resentment towards the hateful hunter, no thoughts of revenge. It felt itself floating more freely, and a chanting sound that was clearer, more solemn, and more joyful than the chanting of the temple guided it.

Suddenly, a tall pine tree appeared in front of him, more upright and verdant than the one next to the temple, and as soon as he kicked his legs, he jumped on the tray-coiled branches, and found that this pine tree was being held up by a Bodhisattva, who was Wei Dao Bodhisattva. In front of it is a cluster of multicolored clouds, and the Bodhisattva sits on top of the clouds, reciting scriptures with his palms together. The soul of the squirrel crouching on the pine tree is still attentive to the special sound of the heavenly sound.

Suddenly, the Bodhisattva paused, and the squirrel's soul was cut off, and found that his body had not been skinned and cooked by the world's laity, but had been buried in the mountains at the urging of the monk, and a new grave had been built by the repentant hunter, and he knelt down in front of the grave to worship. The squirrel felt that the hunter was not only not hateful, but felt that he was somewhat pitiful, even cute. This thought was only for a moment, and the sound of the Bodhisattva's chanting returned, and the cluster of colored clouds, and even the pine tree, drifted in the wind, towards the Pure Land in the west......

The monk standing in front of the squirrel's grave felt it, and he said to the worshipping skin cream: "Donor, this squirrel actually died not painfully at all, because he had listened to the scriptures for many years and died happily. Because to believe in the Buddha is to believe in compassion, and to believe in compassion is to develop bodhichitta and to love all living beings in the world selflessly and selflessly. This little squirrel has great enlightenment, how can people be worthy? Amitabha, may the benefactor know his way back.

Pi Shuang didn't actually believe in the Buddha, but was afraid that the monk would report the case of his hunting of wild animals to the police, so he had to do what the monk said. The monk had already felt the stubbornness of the skin cream, so he said earnestly: Donor, the sea of bitterness is boundless, and the shore is the back. A few days ago, your old mother came to the monastery to repent of all kinds of sins and karma she created for you, and she burned incense and worshiped the Buddha so devoutly, if you don't reform and blindly sink in, the retribution is very terrible. Amitabha! May the benefactor come to his senses soon.