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Text Chapter Thirty-two Who dies?

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    Liu Laocai's real name is Liuchang Road, and he is a big family in the towns around Yongping City. His family has countless properties, most of which are inherited from his ancestors. This is due to the fact that Yongping City is a Buddhist city.  The well-known great benevolent man in the township has been passed down to his generation. He has not humiliated his ancestors and expanded his business to Yongping City. With his title of benevolent man, countless people are jealous and at the same time feel that this is his good deeds.  In exchange.

    Although his family has a wealth of wealth, he has a special hobby, that is, he never stays in Yongping City. Although he has many private houses, the one he likes most is not the three-entry courtyard in the city, but the one he later lived in in the north of the city.  The Wujin compound was built alone in a small village. Someone was curious and asked him why he didn¡¯t live in the city. It was convenient to do things, and he could take care of the family¡¯s business in time. Needless to say, he had to run away whenever something happened to the property.  Go out of the city and look for him dozens of miles away.

    Member Liu just smiled slightly after hearing this, and said: "My Buddha's six senses are pure, how can my practice be ruined by the turmoil of people? It's better to avoid it temporarily, I can always keep myself awake, and I am ready to obtain the wisdom of Daming Prajna at any time.  Anutara-samyak-sambodhi." After hearing this, the crowd admired his words and deeds, praising him for being favored by the Buddha and enthroned in the Hall of Ultimate Bliss.

    However, the recent Liuchang Road, for some reason, felt a little irritable. As usual, he was meditating in his Buddhist hall, looking for a moment of peace of mind, but he was disturbed by the cicadas perched on the willow tree outside the door.  It was hot, and his heart was in a mess. The sweat on his body rolled down like running water, and it pierced his back in a short time.

    He still respectfully offered incense in front of the Buddha, and after prostrating, he turned around and left the Buddhist hall. He had such a young face that anyone who saw him would have to marvel at his youth. In fact, he was already in his fifties.  People of his age all have frost and snow on their temples, but he is still young, at most thirty years old. People say that he is blessed by doing good deeds all the year round, but the blessings stop there, and he is over half a century old.  He had no children, and he married three wives before they died within two years. He often lamented in front of people that fate played tricks on him.  It¡¯s because you haven¡¯t done enough, and you haven¡¯t paid off the debts you did in your previous life.

    He also went to the doctor Lang Zhong for conditioning. The doctor put his hand on his wrist lightly, and he felt that the pulse was beating young and strong. There was a posture of an old man there. Logically speaking, he shouldn't have no heirs.  He was prescribed several medicines to neutralize and regulate blood qi, but after taking it for a long time, there was no effect, but he felt that his body was getting lighter and healthier.

    There are charlatans who can pinch and count, and make a living by fortune-telling on weekdays. They calculate the horoscope of Liu Changlu's birthday, look at the feng shui in the house, refer to the location of the ancestral grave, and deduce back and forth.  A fortune teller from Western Shu wrote a document to Shao Siming, who was in charge of heirs in the sky, hoping to ask for help from the illusory gods in the sky, but what happened later can be imagined, and he still has no heirs.

    Later, a man in the rivers and lakes died on the road while waiting for a master. He passed by his mansion and wanted to spend the night. Liu Changlu drank with that man at night.  Liu Changlu remained unmoved, and let the qi machine search for gaps in his body like a mosquito straw to insert it back and forth. However, the gangster discovered the secret. He didn't dare to drink at the moment.  However, he was killed by a master who didn't know where he came from. After that, Liu Changlu never received the disciples from Jianghu again.  Take a look at them.

    Some people who didn't understand the reason asked: "The death of that person before has nothing to do with Liu Dashan. Why did all the disciples of the Jianghu disappear later? If you can pick one or two good ones to stay in your house, why don't you give up?"  It would be good for him to find a job as a guard to take care of the house, could it be that he looks down on those people?"

    Liu Changlu smiled indifferently, and said slowly: "It's not that I look down on those people, but that I look down on them too much. The distance between those people and us ordinary people is still a bit far from our self-feeling. People from the rivers and lakes are in the rivers and lakes. If you come to my village to stay overnight  I naturally welcome the wine, but they have too much habit of the world, which makes my grandpa Buddha displeased.  Hi, wouldn't all the years of penance be in vain?"

    ?Everyone praised him after hearing the words. He was able to practice the Dharma accurately to the smallest detail in his daily life. Even if this person could not become a Buddha and Bodhisattva, it should not be difficult for him to become an Arhat in the future.  Faced with everyone's praise, Liu Changlu laughed it off, which aroused their admiration even more.

    Today, after he came out of the Buddhist hall, he saw at a glance that he was fetching water and watering the flowers in his courtyard.He thought that doing so would make Yang Dalang lose interest in the things in the warehouse, but he didn't know that this not only did not make him lose his curiosity about the things inside, but he wanted to know what was inside.

    Before when Liuchang Road opened the door, they would send Yang Da out to do something, it was not too big, it was just a waste of time, so that Yang Da could not see what was inside, but today Yang Da was so drunk that he fell to the ground, and he  He even kicked him and didn't wake up. It was his fault that made Yang Da see the luminous thing placed at the main entrance at the moment when he opened the door. The light was so dazzling that Yang Da quickly closed his eyes, thinking  Li began to think about what he saw just now. Since it can emit light, it must not be ordinary.

    About an hour later, Liu Changlu walked out of the warehouse slowly. For some reason, after coming out of the warehouse, his mood seemed to be much relieved. The irritability just now was gone, and there was a little more expression on his face.  Seeing the glory, after coming out, he looked at Yang Dalang who was still unconscious on the ground, squatted down and patted his face to wake him up, and asked in a low voice: "Yang Dalang, how long have you been working in my house?"  alive?"

    An hour later, Yang Da was still drunk. He fell asleep lying on the ground after seeing that glance just now. Now he was woken up with a severe headache. He struggled to get up, and then said angrily: "What's the matter Liu  Lao Cai, don¡¯t you know how long I¡¯ve been working in your house?¡±

    "Hehe, this is not a question, let me think about it, should I arrange another job for you, you are a young man in your twenties, you are strong and strong, you can't learn from those old men, you have nothing to do  Squat down on a bench and look at the gate of the day."

    "Farewell, I think I've been doing well for the past three months. Thank you, old rich man Liu, for your kindness. I'll stay here honestly." After finishing speaking, Yang Dalang got up and walked towards the water tank, while walking  He said at the same time: "Oh, I drank this wine so much that I have a headache. I will never drink so much again. It would be bad if Liu Laocai's big event is delayed one day. He is the one who will break my leg at any time.  , you have to be careful when you see her in the future, it's not worth it if you get bitten by a dog."

    Liu Changlu looked at Yang Dalang, who was complaining abnormally, stood up, smiled, and walked away slowly. Passing the kitchen, he ordered the cook to bring Yang Da a bowl of hangover soup.  For Yang Da's various bad deeds, he added a few more seasonings in his hand.

    After seeing the two brothers Yang Dayang, his heart calmed down a lot, and he re-entered the Buddhist hall at a peaceful pace. It was already afternoon at this moment. Buddhists have a saying that they do not eat after noon. This time he did not give  The Buddha statue burns incense, knocks on the wooden fish with its head bowed, and sings scriptures. If someone who understands scriptures is around, they will be surprised. What Liu Changlu is singing at this time is actually the "Curse of Rebirth" used to mourn the dead.
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