Early the next morning, Liu Gushu opened the courtyard door, and all the domestic animals were out of their cages and pecked at the rice and other fodder he had sprinkled in the yard. Only the white goose was not greedy for this, swayed and quietly went out of the courtyard gate, Liu Gushu watched it from a distance, bypassed the cottage, and ran behind to see where it was going.

Sure enough, the white goose rushed along the stone path to the temple. Here, you can already hear the chanting sound coming from the temple, the white goose walked to the door of the temple, flapped its wings, as if bowing to the temple, and then held its head and listened quietly, tired, sitting like a nest, looking like a meditating monk.

Liu Gushu felt funny: Why is this white goose going to become a monk? He had a pair of white geese, one of which was male, and the female was taken away by a weasel on the mountain. Yesterday he thought that this white goose had also become the weasel's mouth, but he did not expect that it would have a big life, be safe and sound, and be enlightened and listen to the scriptures. Liu Gushu did not interfere with the white goose who listened to the scriptures, returned to the village, and told the people in the village about it.

That night, I saw that the white goose had a cage, so I caught it and tied one of its legs with a rope, it didn't care at the time, the next morning, it was about to go out of the cage to the mountain temple to listen to the scriptures, only a few steps out of the cage, it couldn't walk, it turned out that I was trapped in a rope. It crumbled, as if it was asking for help from its master, and as if it was trying to unsettle it.

Liu Gushu came over and said: If you still want to scream, I will kill you with a knife. Liu Gushu said this, and really took out a kitchen knife with a blade like hoarfrost from the kitchen. Just as he was about to reach out and catch the white goose for execution, he suddenly heard a voice: Wait! Please listen to the old man's words, put down the butcher's knife, and become a Buddha on the spot!

Why are you here again? Liu Gushu felt strange and was about to stab the white goose, but the Xuyun monk came to rescue it.

Liu Gushu was not happy, and the Xuyun monk stepped forward, stopped him, and took out the money from his pocket, and said to Liu Gushu: Is it okay for me to redeem the life of the white goose monk with money?

Liu Gushu immediately threw the kitchen knife on the ground and took the money, which was at the middle price of selling a white goose. He became comfortable in his heart again, and said Okay, I don't look at the monk's face to see the Buddha's face, and today this goose will be handed over to you.

Monk Xuyun squatted down, trying to untie the rope that tied the white goose's toes, but he couldn't. Liu Gu came together, picked up the kitchen knife on the ground and cut it, the white goose broke free from the rope and was liberated, its wings flapped, saluted to the Xuyun monk, and walked straight out of the courtyard, bypassing the village, and walking in the direction of the temple where the scriptures were chanted.

At this time, the mountains are covered with brilliant morning light, and the mountains are full of the afterglow of scriptures. The white goose came to the side of the monastery and listened to the scriptures as religiously as usual.

The Xuyun monk who followed behind looked at it and said, "White Goose monk, if you practice hard, you will definitely be reborn in the Pure Land."

The white goose turned to him and barked politely, and sat there like a monk meditating. When the sound of the sutra stopped, it had not yet left, and its expression was as if it was participating in meditation.

When a frog jumps past it, it is not distracted; When a grasshopper rests in front of its eyes, it does not commit any offences. Normally, it might have pecked frogs and grasshoppers, but now a compassionate and joyful thought makes it pity their lives. It firmly believes that listening to the scriptures and enlightening the Tao can free oneself from the sea of animal suffering.

A few hours later, at noon, it was still sitting in the vertical sunlight in the open air, without a single shadow, and it was white and sacred, like a water lily in its concentration.

The weasel hiding in the burrow has been coveting the white goose. Now it crawled out and crept up through the thorns to approach the white goose, which it was not sure to conquer, so it slowed its steps, fearing that the white goose would occasionally turn its head and peck it with its slender beak and kick it with its heavy toes. But it took two steps closer until it came to the white goose, and the white goose was still careless, as if nothing had come, and his eyes were still fixed on the temple.

The weasel opened its mouth and wiped the white goose's feathers, which was a provocation, but the white goose still did not resist, why didn't the white goose defend itself when the soldiers came to the city? The weasel was puzzled, so he moved his mouth to bite the neck of the white goose, but the white goose did not cry or resist.

But who knows that the white goose is going to dedicate his body to this weasel. How did it become so noble? This is because it has listened to the scriptures and attained enlightenment, and it is about to be liberated from birth and death. Its actions moved the Bodhisattva, at this moment the weasel bit its body, no longer feel pain, its soul suddenly out of the body, Guanyin Bodhisattva is stepping on the lotus holy cushion to ride the colorful auspicious clouds, to welcome it to the pure land of the Buddha country.

Li Gui in Liu Duanping's house to boil water and simmer the soup for a short time, occasionally walked through the back mountain, the bushes of green masson pine, and reminded him of the old eagle on the pine tree in the mountain forest, is indulging in the idea of catching crows, suddenly "quack" sound, the sky like an awl descended, towards the top of his head heavy cone, he has not yet eased up, a burst of pain in the heart, so that he instinctively raised his hands and hugged his head, there was a sticky thing on it, he felt blood, did not look, But he found that it was a crow that attacked him just now, and it was jumping into the sky with a "whirl" and flying towards the mountains and forests in the distance.

He touched the top of his head again, and the sticky thing soaked through his hair and ran down his cheeks from his forehead, it was a faint smell of blood. Wasn't the old woman hunted? Oh, by the way, it must be the male eagle who is seeking revenge.

Li Gui pressed the top of his head with both hands, but he couldn't stop the blood coming out like a spring, and he walked through the village, and his whole body was stained with blood, like a bloody man.

When an old man saw this, he hurriedly took out the "tiger mushroom" from his house, a mushroom-shaped hemostatic powder, and put it on the wound on the top of his head, and finally stopped bleeding. It was very painful, Li Guihao cried, crying and cursing, I must kill the old eagle that hurts people.

Liu Duanping went to the hospital to see him, the doctor was bandaging him, the old wound on the forehead had not yet healed, and a new wound had been added to the top of the head. Liu Duanping comforted him and said: Little nobleman, that male eagle pecked you, you are injured and pay attention to observation, and if you see it, you will clean it up with a shotgun.

After the two wounds on Li Gui's head that were pecked by the old eagle healed, he found Liu Duanping and said that he wanted to learn to hunt. At first, Liu Duanping refused, not that he was reluctant to teach him this craft, the problem was that Li Gui was young, the shotgun was taller than him, and hunting was extremely unsafe, once he went off, he was afraid of hurting himself or others, and even the danger of being killed, so Liu Duanping was extremely uneasy, did not let go, and only said that he would teach you to hunt when you grew up.

Li Gui couldn't wait to ask: How old do you want to wait for me to grow before you teach me to hunt?

At least until you graduate from junior high school. Liu Duanping touched his head and said: At that time, you were a teenager, and you were much more powerful than now, so I can rest assured if I teach you to learn hunting.