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Text Chapter 2432 [Who has the stronger Buddhist magical power?  ¡¿

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    "Holy Son of the Yu Clan, do you want to save me? Your Buddhist magical powers are so powerful, I'm afraid everyone in the Yu Clan will be deceived by you. It's sad and deplorable!" Yu Tian couldn't help but be cruel!  said through gritted teeth.

    However, no matter how much Yu Tian struggles and how tightly he closes his eyes, these stories continue, which shows that the Buddhist magical powers of the Holy Son of the Yu Clan are not cultivated for a day or two, but are deeply ingrained and very profound!

    The rich are very grateful for it.  The next morning, he immediately went to the palace to report the news to the king.

    Because rich people are known for doing good deeds, the king believed in his words, so he prepared everything.

    Not long after, the turtle came again, and it said: "Get on the boat quickly, the flood is coming! Get on the boat quickly and follow me, I will take you to a safe place."

    The rich man immediately jumped on the boat and followed the turtle to a safe place.

    By this time the flood had arrived, surging in like a high wall from a distance, rushing, roaring, rolling in whirlpools, and churning with waves. The flood came all over the sky and covered the earth.

    The rich man was sitting in the boat and suddenly found a snake following the boat in the water, so he rescued the snake on the boat.

    After a while, he saw a fox floating helplessly on the water, and he tried to save the fox on the boat.

    The turtle saw his good deeds and praised him very much.

    Not far away, he saw another person floating and struggling in the water, shouting: "Help! Help!"

    When the rich man saw him, he said, "Save this man quickly!"

    However, this time, Turtle said resolutely: "Don't save him! Many people are hypocritical in their hearts. They are never trustworthy and are often ungrateful and ungrateful. You must not save him!"

    The rich man said: "Of course what you said makes sense, but I have saved birds and animals, but I don't save people when they are about to drown. This is too unkind. I really can't bear it!"

    Finally, after a lot of effort, he finally rescued the man on the boat.

    Seeing that the persuasion was ineffective, Turtle had no choice but to sigh and said, "Oh! You kind-hearted person! You will regret it!"

    The rich man¡¯s boat was led by the turtle, and finally defeated the flood and reached a safe place.

    The turtle said goodbye to the rich man; the snake and the fox also left each other to find their own homes.

    The fox found a cave and lived in it safely.  One day, it found a hundred pounds of gold buried by the ancients in the cave. It immediately thought happily: "Ha! Now I can use it to repay the favor!" It hurried out of the cave and ran to tell the rich man:  I received your favor and saved my life, but I have never dared or forgotten it in my heart.  You see, I am an animal that lives in caves; I found about a hundred pounds of gold in the cave I just found.  This cave is not a tomb, let alone a house. I neither stole nor robbed. I got so much gold out of thin air and I would like to give it all to you to express my gratitude.  "

    The rich man thought: "If I don't take it, it will be wasted here. It's better to take it to help the poor people." So he followed the fox to the cave to take out the gold.

    The man who was rescued from the water by the rich man immediately became greedy when he saw the gold. He asked: "Give me half!"

    The rich man gave him ten pounds.

    The man thought there were too few and threatened: "Okay! Won't you give it to me? Then I will go to the government to sue you for digging someone else's tomb and stealing the gold in the tomb. You will be punished!"

    The rich man said: "Everything you said is a lie! Now the flood has just receded, and the poor are waiting for relief. I want to distribute the money to them, and I can't give it all to you!"

    Seeing that the rich man was determined and knew that this method would not work, the man thought: "Okay! If you don't give me so much gold, I won't even think about having a good life!" He really went to report to the government.

    The government arrested the rich man, sent him to prison, and locked him up.

    The fox and the snake were very anxious when they heard this. They discussed: "We have to find a way to rescue our benefactor."

    The snake thought about it and suddenly came up with a plan and shouted: "I have a way to save him."

    As he said that, he immediately went to the wild to find a very special herb, and slipped into the prison with it in his mouth.  Seeing the rich man sitting there with a haggard face, worried and angry, the snake felt very sad. It quietly said to the rich man: "Please don't worry, don't worry, I'm here to save you. Please store this herb properly first."  When I got up, I immediately slipped into the palace and bit the prince. My poison was a highly poisonous one. Only this kind of herb in the world could cure it. No other method could save the prince's life. Once the prince was bitten by a poisonous snake, the king would immediately seek advice from a good doctor.  With good medicine, you can lend the prince a chance to get out of prison."

    As expected, the snake slipped into the palace and bit the prince.

    The prince's life was in danger, and the king was really anxious.  The royal doctor in the palace tried various methods, but to no avail. Seeing that the prince's life was in danger, the king sent someone toGo to various places and issue orders: "No matter who he is, as long as he can save the prince, I will make him the prime minister and govern the country with him!"

    The order was also sent to the prison.

    The rich man immediately volunteered to take the herbs sent by the snake to treat the prince's illness.

    Sure enough, the medicine cured the disease and the prince immediately turned his danger around.

    The king was relieved and felt extremely happy.

    He asked the rich man: "Why are you imprisoned?"

    The rich man told the king everything exactly.

    The king sighed after hearing this: "Oh! This is my fault! I really don't understand the outside world, so you suffer!" The king immediately ordered that the ungrateful man who framed the good man be executed, and the rich man was appointed as the prime minister.  , two people govern the country together.

    thief flying rat

    In the capital city, the thief Feitian Shu is a headache that makes everyone in the government and wealthy families hate him.  Although notices with high bounties were posted everywhere, no one came forward to report him, because no one could see the true face of the Flying Squirrel. At most, they could only see this agile mouse, flying under the moon.  A dark shadow flashing quickly.

    But the main reason why the Flying Squirrel could not be caught was not because of his superior martial arts, but because he was so thin and dark-skinned that he looked so inconspicuous that no one would suspect him.  The way he walked on the street was like a little mouse that was so hungry that it lost all its bones, rummaging through the garbage for leftover food.

    For the big day when the Buddha Bathing Festival is held in the temple in the city, the Flying Squirrel will not miss this good opportunity, so he follows the faithful men and women and pretends to visit the temple.

    When he followed the people and followed the Master's guidance to have a fast meal, his sharp eyes saw a big shining golden treasure in the kitchen, and his eyes couldn't help but shine.

    "Oh my God! There is actually a big pot made of gold. If I can steal it, I will have nothing to worry about for the rest of my life." The Flying Squirrel was so happy that he could carry the gold pot and jump into the moon in one breath.  Suddenly disappeared inside.

    But then he thought about it. This golden pot, which was big enough to be hugged with both arms, was not as light as the women's jewelry he usually stole. He had to think of a way to quietly transport it out of the temple.

    Soon, there was a newly ordained master in the temple. This was the former Feitian Shu, the current master of the temple.  When he was first assigned to work in the kitchen like a new monk in the monastery, his inner happiness was indescribable, because he could justifiably stay next to the golden pot making soup and cooking every day.

    But what makes the thief who usually works day and night the most uncomfortable is that in the past, at three or four in the morning, when he got the treasure and could go home and sleep, now he has to get up and cook.  In the first few nights, he looked at the moon shining alone outside the window, and thought that when the moon came out, it was when he did his evening activities, and he felt an indescribable loneliness in his heart.

    Especially when he got into trouble as soon as he entered the kitchen, because he was focused on the golden pot, he put sugar in the place where salt should be added, and salt in place of sugar, and got into trouble with an old man who had cooked winter rice for forty years.  Scolding: "Don't underestimate cooking. Most of the Buddhist masters in the past started by cooking. If you put your heart into it, you can be in tune with the Buddha's heart."

    Feitian Shu naturally doesn¡¯t understand what Lao Dianzuo said about the Buddha¡¯s heart, but he does know that the Buddha in the main hall and the pot in front of him are both made of his favorite gold.  Perhaps this was the case. Whenever he worshiped the Buddha, he was always very happy and hoped that the Buddha and Bodhisattvas would quickly give him the golden pot. He vowed to make the best dishes with all his heart during the days when he was cooking.  Public.

    One day, Lao Dianzuo picked up the soup spoon and tasted the soup made by the Flying Squirrel. He actually smiled and said with two white eyebrows: "Well, the cooking is good, the taste is coming out." The Flying Squirrel, who has never been praised,  His reaction at that time was like that of a little mouse that was picked up unexpectedly. He was so shy that his whole body trembled with fear, and he couldn't help but touch his bald head and giggle.

    That night, he saw the moon in the sky, like the yellow soup stock in a round-mouthed golden pot, so clear that he could see his own face reflected and couldn't help but laugh.

    When reciting the Buddha's name with the Sangha, the Buddha's name in his mouth was like a boiling soup that confused his eyes. As time went by, his troubled heart gradually cooled down into a pot of summer ice that was so refreshing.  At this time, the Flying Squirrel no longer wanted to jump into the moon with the golden pot on his back, but he still couldn't change his nature of stealing.

    In the past, he had never failed to steal anything he wanted to steal, but he had no way of understanding who the Amitabha he chanted every day was, and how he could steal the invisible Amitabha back home.  In this way, he chanted Buddha's name while walking, chanted Buddha's name while cooking, and talked about Amitabha and Amitabha in his dreams

    When the Buddha Bathing Festival was approaching, Lao Dianzuo told him that the abbot would give a lecture on Amitabha to the believers.According to the Sutra, one should prepare fast meals for a thousand people.  Because he was busy preparing a large amount of food, although the Flying Squirrel wanted to listen to the abbot's wonderful teachings and tell him where Amitabha Buddha was, he had no choice but to give up in order to achieve mass listening.

    While everyone was sitting in the main hall listening to the abbot's sermon, Feitian Shu was busy in the hot kitchen and was sweating profusely. Although he was sweating, he felt as cool as rain, and he continued to stir with a spoon.  Hot soup in a golden pot while chanting Buddha's name.  Because there were too many dishes to cook, Feitianshu was busy until the end, and his heart was so clear that there was not even a trace of vegetable residue.

    Shortly after the soup was cooked and turned off, the Flying Squirrel saw his own face in the golden soup noodles where the mist gradually dissipated. He happily circled the golden pot three times.  Because he finally knew that Amitabha was here and there was no need to steal it anywhere else.  (To be continued.)
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