Hearing this, Li Chefu suddenly said to King Miaozhuang: "No wonder we walked out of He Country so quickly, if it weren't for the prestige of Guanyin Bodhisattva, I am afraid that it will not be long before the people of this Yue Country will become the subjects of He Country." "

Li Chefu's words caused a burst of laughter, and only King Miaozhuang couldn't laugh.

In the ears of King Miaozhuang, the so-called King Shansheng in the "Praise of Guanyin" sung by the Hanako is actually himself, and the so-called Miaoshan is actually the Miaoyin of the Three Emperors.

Although he didn't know anything about the story of "Princess Miaoshan's Trip to the Underworld" in advance, the two paragraphs before and after "(Lotus Falling)" are very similar to the experience of the third daughter Miaoshan.

If the so-called Great Compassion Bodhisattva that he traveled thousands of miles and traveled for nine years to find was really his youngest daughter Miaoyin, who was killed by himself eleven years ago, wouldn't it be a "full" retribution!

He didn't know if Miaoyin could forgive him, a vicious father, and he didn't know how to explain to his daughter the reason for killing her again and again after they met.

King Miao Zhuang wanted to retreat.

But then I thought about it: in the past eight years, I have endured a lot of hardships, and I have trekked abroad for seven years alone, and now the money I brought out is basically exhausted, and my two daughters have also failed to practice, and they have become nuns who "don't go home as monks" and "jump out of the Three Realms and are not in the Five Elements". Now, I am alone, how can I go back alone? First, the crime of killing a woman has not been redeemed, and then there is the grace of saving lives that has not been repaid, and the people and money in front of him are empty, what good is it to go back?

After thinking about it, he still couldn't make up his mind, and the others wanted to see Guanyin Bodhisattva, so they repeatedly urged him to go on the road, and he had to "cross the Yangtze River with the stream".

Although King Miaozhuang is walking on the road, his heart has not been at ease, whether he regrets it, hates or is afraid, even he can't tell.

Three days later, a strange thing happened to King Miaozhuang that finally led him astray.

The common people of the Yue country, who have long admired the magic power of Guanyin Bodhisattva, have gone to the South China Sea to "worship Guanyin".

Among them, some of them can't go because of lack of plate fees; There are also those who cannot go because of lack of feet and lameness; There are even more people who can't get out of their busy business.

In order to show their affection, they bought some incense, candles, and paper cannons, and asked the neighbors to bring them to burn on their behalf.

If there are monks who go to the South China Sea to worship the Bodhisattva, whether it is a male monk or a nun, there are even more people who ask them to bring incense, candles, paper cannons, and sometimes they have to use a burden and hire a car to pull it.

King Miaozhuang and his entourage are not locals, there are no relatives and friends, and there are no neighbors and friends, and there is no such thing as being entrusted by people to ask God to make wishes on behalf of others, and burn incense and make offerings.

It's just that his two daughters have become monks and are dressed as nuns, so although they are born on both earth and earth, there are still people who ask them to bring this and that.

In the evening of this day, King Miaozhuang and his entourage came to the inn and just stayed at the inn, when they saw a middle-aged man running over excitedly, found his two daughters and said, "May I ask the two senior sisters to go to Putuo Mountain to worship Guanyin Bodhisattva?"

Manjushri was not happy when he saw that he was covered in blood and his face was full of murderous anger: "Donor, you and I don't know each other, I don't know what to do?"

The middle-aged man with a meaty face stammered: "That's the case, I was originally the butcher in the butcher shop opposite, surnamed Hu, and known as Hu Butcher." I'm not afraid of the jokes of the two senior sisters, although I kill pigs for my master every day, but I am also willing to accumulate virtue and practice, I always want to go to Putuo Mountain to worship Guanyin Bodhisattva, and I am afraid of insulting the Holy Spirit.

Fuxian said, "Since you have the intention of cultivating, why do you want to kill living beings?"

Hu Butcher said: "Senior sister doesn't know, I have an octogenarian mother and a three-year-old child, I want to plant crops, the field has no half liter and no half corner; If you want to do business, you don't have the capital. If it weren't for Boss Zhang, who saw that I was born five big and three thick, and had stupid strength, he asked me to help him kill pigs and sell meat, but I was afraid that the old mother and children would have starved to death. "

Manjushri said: "Listen to the words of the benefactor, you kill pigs every day is also forced by life, there are good thoughts of cultivation, it is really rare, as long as the heart is sincere, there will be good rewards in the future, as long as those who die under your hands do not sue you, I think the day you put down the butcher's knife, that is, when you become a Buddha." "

When Butcher Hu heard this, he hurriedly explained: "Two senior sisters, please rest assured, although I, Butcher Hu, kill pigs every day, but I can't bear it, so before killing pigs, I recite a passage of "Slack Sacrifice Sutra", wishing them to become officials and make fortunes in the next life......"

Fuxian heard that there was a "Sutra of Slacked Sacrifices", and before he finished speaking, he interrupted him and said: "We have not heard of the recitation of the "Sutra of Slacked Sacrifices", so the donor might as well read it to us." "

Hu Butcher is a little embarrassed, in fact, the so-called "Slack Sacrifice Sutra" is not a formal scripture, but when he killed the pig himself, he felt guilty and made up a few words to comfort them, make up a few sentences today, add a few sentences tomorrow, accumulate over time, the more he compiles it, and there is a long paragraph.

Previously, he called this pig killing brother hum, but later felt that killing pigs was not good, and if he "sang" again, it would be even more unpleasant, so he changed the name to "Killing Animals".

Just now, in order to confess that although he is a butcher, his heart is not vicious, so he said it casually, but he didn't expect the two nuns to ask him to read it, so he was very embarrassed to say: "It's not difficult to read, and I hope the two senior sisters don't laugh." "

Manjushri and Fuxian said that as long as they saw Xinsiqi, they had no other meaning.

Seeing that they had no malicious intent, Butcher Hu immediately recited as if singing a mountain song-

Mao Zhuzi, Brother Pig, you are a god in the upper realm. Marshal Tianpeng is an official and has made many contributions to the eastern and western wars. is only because of drunken misconduct, and Chang'e is playing in the Guanghan Palace. One misstep becomes a thousand years of hatred, and there is a lot of suffering in the mortal world. Lying on the wall coaxing mud lice to bite, eating bran and swallowing grass trapped in the corner of the wall. In festivals, you are sacrificed to gods and ghosts, and the meat is cut every year. You have a hard time for the New Year, and you are sad for all four hours and eight festivals. Marshal Pig, Brother Mao, don't blame me for your butcher's knife. Offer this bitter meat plan for you, and get out of the sea of bitterness as soon as possible. In the next life, he will be rich and rich, and he will take off his sweater and change for Ziluo. It is much better to quickly follow impermanence into the underworld than in the human world. Heaven does not accept it, and people do not know it. The white rice eaten during the day, and the silk quilt that sleeps at night. The head of the ox sees you striking the gong and catches it, and the horse sees you singing mountain songs. Marshal Pig, Brother Mao, is difficult and endured. Sins are all created by previous lives, self-inflicted and self-liberated. Don't be afraid of pain when cutting meat with a thousand knives, and don't beat with a thousand sticks. Open the intestines and dissect the stomach to change the heart and liver, scrape the bones and boil oil to atone for the sins. Pay off the debts of the world today, and there will be no disaster in the next year. On the way, the gods and ghosts interrogated you, and they said that they laughed out of the sky. When I kowtow to the underworld, I don't tell me in the Yama Palace.

"Good! Good!" As soon as Hu Butcher finished reciting the "Sutra of Slack", the two sisters Manjushri and Fuxian couldn't help but praise it.

Manjushri saw that his intention to practice was true, so he advised him to recite sutras every day from now on and eat a vegetarian diet.

Seeing that they could understand themselves, Hu Butcher tentatively said: "It's not difficult to eat fasting and chant Buddha every day, but I don't have time to go to Putuo Mountain to worship." "

It doesn't matter if you go or not, as the saying goes, "If you are sincere, you will be spiritual, and if you are sincere, you should be sincere." "Just take one of his true hearts with you."

When Butcher Hu heard this, he couldn't help but tremble, and then without saying a word, he turned around and left.

Fuxian looked at his sister inexplicably, as if asking: What the hell is going on?

Manjushri said to himself: "Presumably, I am too short of money to buy incense, candles, and paper cannons for a while." After saying that, he didn't go to his heart, but ate and slept cleanly.