Chapter 8 Cause and Effect

I was worried about the child's life and did not dare to delay. I went to the cradle slope with a bold middle-aged man in the village to see what happened. In order to find a way to expel the python as soon as possible.

Although Taoism and Buddhism are widely spread among the people, the methods of exorcising evil are very different. Taoism mainly uses charms to cooperate with the five elements to achieve the purpose of suppressing evil spirits by tough means. Buddhism is mainly based on the universality of the truth and emphasizes 'goodness'. Even if it can't be done, it will not kill evil.

Suffering was so 'good' at the beginning that the python became more fierce and stirred up the life.

In the middle of the moon, the mountain road is gloomy and windy. From time to time, I look up and watch the stars. Although there is no way to observe the wind in the Buddhist Dharmas, after Buddhism was introduced to the Central Plains, in order to cater to the people' ideas of seeking benefits and avoid harm, it created a set of star-watching methods called Dragons stargazing. It is a mysterious prediction method with the Taoist Ziwei star-watching method.

There is nothing wrong with walking on the mountain road, but the closer to the cradle slope, the stars in the sky become dim, and the full moon is also covered with two layers of halo, guessing that the python is absorbing the light of the stars and the moon. If there are a few more days, I'm afraid that the Arhat will not be able to surrender it.

Thinking of this, the bitterness couldn't help speeding up his pace, but the man who had been leading him was trembling with fear and didn't want to go any further. He pointed to the cave in front of him and said to Kudu, "Master, go by yourself. You can go back. I'll go first."

After saying that, he was about to run. He didn't wait for the bitter reaction. He saw a python poked its head out of the cave halfway through the mountain and saw that the python's head was like Peng Gai, and his eyes were red. The big mouth like a blood basin suddenly opened.

The bitterness only felt that his body was unstable, and he was about to be sucked into the air by the big snake. The wind swept the leaves and sucked into the mouth of the big snake together.

He hung the rosary around his neck and relied on his martial arts skills to catch a small tree in the chaos, so as not to be sucked by the python. But as soon as he stabilized himself, he saw the man who had already run away, retreated all the way, shouting that he was swept into the air by the wind.

He was anxious and jumped up to catch the man, but he only touched his shoes and saw the man fall into the mouth of the python.

He turned a somersault in the air, staggered to the ground, and grabbed the weeds on the ground, but his feet were already empty, watching the weeds in his hand break one by one, and some of them were even uprooted.

With a 'hoo', the bitterness was rolled into the air, and he was about to fall into the mouth of the python. He was shocked. He had visited so many fairy caves, but he had never seen such powerful goblins.

At present, I didn't dare to delay. I hurriedly took off the rosary beads between my neck and tore it off. One hundred and eight rosary beads scattered in an instant, leaving only about ten of them in my hands.

With a bitter hum, he tried his best to roll out the rosary in his hand along the huge suction of the python. That string of rosary beads is the immeasurable samadhi blessed by several generations of high monks of Hanshan Temple with Buddhism. It can be regarded as the treasure of the temple, but the bitterness can't take care of much at this time. It's a small matter if you lose your life. At worst, you can rise to blis early. But the child's life will be insured in a few days.

After the beads were turned out, with the huge adsorption power of the python, it penetrated the letter of the python in a blink of an eye, and the blood instantly filled the big mouth of the python.

Seeing the python hissing in the sky, he withdrew his head back into the hole and fell to the ground with great bitterness. At that moment, he felt the qi and blood in the cavity surged up, spit out a big mouthful of blood, and returned to the village in confusion.

Although he did not subdue the python spirit this time, he thought of a way to deal with it, which could destroy the way of the python spirit and no longer enjoy the storm.

In the morning of the second day, the boy drove the scalper to the cradle slope as usual, but there was a grass man of his size on the back of the scalper. The grass man was bitterly tied out by the child's mother overnight, put on the child's clothes and sewed a large cloth pocket in the lining of the clothes, which was full of fire.

Fire saltpeter is stone saltpeter, also known as Northern Emperor Xuanzhu. It can produce high temperature when it encounters water. After processing, it can also be used as medicine. The ancient prescription alchemy could not lack this thing, but the bitter fire saltpeter is not to relieve inflammation for the wound of Python.

The boy tied the cow to an old tree with a crooked neck and saw that the branches of the old tree did not stretch towards the sun, but leaned in the direction of the cave.

The boy sat on the ground with a green grass in his mouth and looked at the dark cave between the cliffs. A cool breeze blew, and the boy's expression suddenly changed. He hurriedly lay on the ground and grabbed the weeds on the ground with both hands.

The old scalper shouted as usual, opened his four hoofs, and stabilized his body. But the scarecrow on its back was not so peaceful and his body kept shaking.

'Hu', the cool breeze just now instantly turned into a roaring wind, mixed with everything that could be swept away on the ground. The scalper stepped back a few steps, and the boy was also sobbed by his powerfully sucked feet and grabbed the weeds on the ground.

But the scarecrow would not struggle, and his body was extremely light. He instantly broke away from the back of the old scalper, was sucked into the air by the python, and then disappeared into the mouth of the snake.

The moment the python swallowed the scarecrow, it suddenly closed its blood basin-like mouth and hiss in pain. The huge body tossed in the cave, and the rubble of the cliff flew around.

The boy quickly protected his head and led the cow to his side. After suffering, he recited the Buddha's name, and then watched the python struggling to get out of the hole and tossed around on the ground. A depression was pounced up by him, and the soil was raised all over the sky.

The villagers who followed them were all shocked. They just heard the old man talk about the python, and also knew that the evil door of the cradle slope was very bad, but they had never seen it with their own eyes. Looking at the python struggling on the ground, the villagers't help but change color and couldn't help admiring the skillful methods of suffering.

However, suffering attributes it as the credit of Buddhism. He said to everyone, "Buddha is the condensation of wisdom, which is not only the source of all kinds of wisdom, but also the ownership of all kinds of wisdom. There are all kinds of laws, but it takes wisdom to open it.

Everyone seemed to understand, but they couldn't help nodding. I just feel that what the master said makes sense.

The python spirit stopped struggling in the groaning of the crowd. The villagers took the shovel and the steel fork to check. Suddenly, they saw that the python's stomach was corroded by the high temperature of fire and saltpeter. The internal organs flowed all over the ground, and the white breath was constantly emerging from the wound of the python.

The villagers looked at the python and talked about it. Some said that it had burned it, while others thought that the safety point was buried on the spot, but the accountant in the village grinned and wanted to hand it over to the government.

"It's all quiet, everyone is quiet, listening to the bitter master, what he said, what should we do!" The village head stood on the python and waved to the villagers.

After listening, everyone looked at the bitterness.

I didn't want the life of this python, but it hurt its vitality and can't harm people and animals. He looked at the python and said to everyone, "Amitabha, its century-old Taoism has been destroyed. My Buddha is merciful, and I hope you will spare his life."

Everyone was surprised to hear that. If they really let the python go, wouldn't they let the tiger go back to the mountain and leave the future trouble? But on second thought, since the master has the means to subdue it, he must be sure to let it stop. Everyone agreed.

Under the leadership of hardship, the villagers carried the python to the pond of the fir forest in front of the village. The bitterness has long seen the appearance of a mud urn in the pond, which can just dispel the bloodthirsty of the python.

What the bitterness did not expect was that the python spirit not only was not burned through the vitality, but coincidentally, the fire formed an internal elixir in its body and shook into a dragon clan. A huge red crown grew on its head, and the poison gas was all over the body, which was a hundred times more ferocious before.

After the bitterness left, the python came back and razed the village to the ground overnight.

Misfortune is not alone. When you return to the Hanshan Temple, things have already changed, and countless Buddhist sutras have been beaten. After being smashed, several of his brothers were also sent to the countryside to work. Change.

There was an ominous feeling in his heart. He rushed back to the village and found that the village had already been destroyed by the pythons. Except for the three dolls still quacking on the ground, there was no living thing.

After suffering, he was very sad and blamed himself for leaving in a hurry without appeasing the python. He surpassed the undead of the villagers and built an earth temple above the village. Although there was no golden Buddha, at least he and the orphans had a place to settle down.

In addition to taking care of a few children every day, he will go to the pond where the python dwells to recite Buddhist scriptures. He did not blame the pythons, but blamed himself for his lack of cultivation and failure to save it.

The python listens to him chanting Buddha every day, and gradually lost his anger. For 20 years, he has been sleeping at the bottom of the pool.

After listening to this, I was puzzled and hurriedly asked him, "Since the python has been comforted by you with Buddhism, how can it hurt people?"

He sighed bitterly and said to me, "The elder brother, the abbot Yuantong, once said that when Mohu Ranga (the python god in Buddhism, implying to the python) was reincarnated, it was the period when the old man went west. The python must be attracted by some evil thing to be like this.

"Now that you have killed the python by chance, I'm afraid there is not much time for the old man."

After listening to this, I curled my lips and saw that the old man was in good health. How could he die? I said that his disciples didn't like me, and they really regarded me as a plague god.

However, most of the hexagrams deduced by the old boy of Life and Death Bo are so effective that people have to believe in the mystery, but they don't know if the monk named Yuantong has the two tricks of Life and Death Bo.

Thinking of this, his heart suddenly became empty and hurriedly said to him, "Then why don't you find a way to avoid the disaster? Your apprentices have all left!"

"Trouble is Bodhi, and life and death are nirvana. What's the fear of death? Let the donor leave now! Remember, don't learn your tongue. After he finished speaking, he whispered the Buddha's name.

I didn't understand what he just said, but I don't know why he wanted to drive me away. Is there really any disaster? Looking at the burnt woods in front of me, I suddenly thought of the signal that Li Guang sent to the sky last night. He secretly said badly that it would really involve the old monk.

I didn't dare to delay and was about to say goodbye to the bitterness, but before I could speak, I saw more than a dozen people rush out of the burnt fir forest in front of me.

"bald donkey!"

"Amitabha..."