The Buddha name recited by Luochuan in the north stopped, and there was a sad cry in the falling hibiscus flowers, whose mother was crying under the miserable lonely clouds, and the heart-breaking cry was the fireworks in this troubled world.

"The river is dry, my heart hurts. ”

"The river is dry, my son is gone. ”

"The geese fly by, my son, you leave your mother alone in the corner of heaven and earth. ”

"The river is dry, and my mother's tears are almost dry......"

The Shilichuan River in the northern Luochuan River has dried up, and the water that feeds the side has dried up, and how many people still endure and do not leave.

Luochuan's hibiscus flowers bloomed again, Luochuan was smeared with rouge, and there were no waiting people in the light rain and autumn wind, and the waiting people turned into miserable lonely clouds in the sky.

The lonely cloud floated away, but the river was still dry, and only the elderly mother was still crying by the river.

"Amitabha. ”

"Why is the donor so sad?"

The one who spoke was a young monk, this young monk was magnificent, with a flat forehead and a wide forehead, and beautiful eyes and eyebrows, and this young monk was Master Hui Ke who rebelled out of the Bodhi Valley.

"Mage, I have three sons......"

"My eldest son, my most competitive son, he entered the Xuan family, his mind was full of avenues, he went to Xinling County, he stayed there forever......"

"He cried in my dream, he said he wanted to come back, but he couldn't come back, my eldest son couldn't come back, his flesh and blood were blurred, he cried in my dream, my eldest son, he wanted to come back......"

"My second child, my well-behaved second child was killed by a gangster, I said let them take it, but the second child said that the rice was begged by him to make porridge, and he wanted to boil porridge for me to drink, he was reluctant, my well-behaved second child, my second child, it was you who my mother was reluctant to ......"

"My third child was sick, and he walked so fast that he didn't have time to wait for the hibiscus flowers to bloom. ”

"They all grew up by the river, and they all love the hibiscus flowers of Nakcheon. ”

"Now the hibiscus flowers are blooming, but the river is dry......"

"The river is dry, my son is gone. ”

"There is no bridge over the river, how are my sons going to cross the river?"

"My mother-in-law Meng used to sing a Buddha and a Buddha, and I hope to have an afterlife. ”

"How I wish I could be the Meng Po on the bridge in hell. ”

"Say goodbye to my sons and feed them a sip of soup, a sip of Meng Po soup is also good. ”

"Master, you are the son of the Buddha of Buddhism, do you know the Bodhisattva of the Jizo King?"

Gen-la Hui Ke: "Amitabha." ”

"The vow of the Bodhisattva of the Earth is vast and boundless, all sentient beings are exhausted, the party proves Bodhi, the hell is not empty, and the vow is not to become a Buddha, although he proves the Buddha's fruit, he does not occupy the Buddha position, with the body of the Bodhisattva, with the great power of the gods, the Pumen manifests, and goes back and forth to the six realms to help sentient beings. ”

"All beings are endless, their wishes are endless, time and space are endless, their wishes are endless. ”

"The Great Wish Jizo Bodhisattva is the teacher of the Buddhas and the mother of the Bodhisattvas. ”

"What is the purpose of the Venerable Master sitting all day reciting scriptures?

"In this chaotic world of demons, does the mage want to attain the Tao alone?

"Isn't purifying sentient beings a Buddhist aspiration?"

"The mage's name is Hui Ke, and the staff archmage is your master?"

"Amitabha, the little monk's Dharma name is Hui Ke, and the great master with the rod is the little monk's teacher. ”

"Master Hui Ke, please come here. Granny Meng said.

When Master Hui Ke approached, Granny Meng said, "Master Hui Ke, please recite a section of the Huayan Sutra. ”

Venerable Hui Ke sat cross-legged and opened his mouth to chant softly: "Just as a lotus flower does not touch water, and like the sun and the moon do not hold empty space." ”

"What do you mean?" asked Granny Meng.

"Just as a lotus flower comes out of water and does not touch water, just as the sun and moon run in the sky and does not stop, the heart should be like a lotus flower that is noble and dusty, and it should be like the sun and the moon flowing brightly. Master Hui Ke replied.

Granny Meng suddenly raised her hand and patted the back of Master Hui Ke's head three times, "I don't want to be happy for myself, but I hope that all sentient beings will be free from suffering." ”

"Do you know that?"

"I don't seek any happiness for myself, but I want all beings to be free from suffering. Master Hui Ke replied.

"I don't think Master Hui Ke still knows, the Buddha in Master Hui Ke's heart is blindfolded, and he doesn't understand the suffering of sentient beings, and he doesn't cross the tribulation of sentient beings. ”

"I slapped Master Hui Ke three times, and these three times are on behalf of your master. ”

"Master Wanghui Ke woke up. ”

After Granny Meng finished speaking, she jumped into the river, and the dry river was a crying river, a crying river in the vast world.

Master Huike's figure flickered, and he jumped into the river.

"Mage is mighty, please save the people. Granny Meng said.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Master Hui Ke knelt on the ground, and he saw the words carved at the bottom of the river.

"I don't seek happiness for myself, but I want all beings to be free from suffering. ”

It was the monk who carved this word, and this is what the staff-wielding archmage upholds.

Master Hui Ke bowed his head, and in the third bow, the river suddenly cracked, and a scythe slowly flew out, and the ethereal sound echoed between heaven and earth, which was the voice of the staff-wielding archmage.

"Holding the demon slaying knife, keeping the ancient Buddha in his heart, a Buddha, a Buddha, and crossing all sentient beings to prove the Buddha. ”

"Master, the disciple is enlightened. ”

"I don't go to hell, who does. "Master Hui Ke has a scythe in his hand.

Granny Meng: "Master Hui Ke, please tear a piece of Buddha clothes and give it to me." ”

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Granny Meng took the Buddha's robe torn off by Venerable Hui Ke.

"This piece of Buddha robe is buried at the bottom of the river today, and I hope that the master can come to the bottom of the river to retrieve it in the future. ”

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Venerable Hui Ke sent Granny Meng to the bank of the river, he said a Buddha name softly, he held a sickle, and he left......

"Master Hui Ke ......"

Granny Meng knelt on the ground, she bowed, she bowed again, she bowed three times......

She bowed in the direction of Master Hui Ke's departure......

"I hope you will cross all sentient beings, and I hope you will not be slaughtered into demons......"

"The river has dried up, and I have buried a piece of Buddha robe. ”

"One by one, this piece of Buddha's clothes is immortal. ”

The light rain and autumn wind, the hibiscus flowers in Luochuan in the north are like rouge, and a few clouds float in the sky......