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Dark clouds are looming over the city, and the air in Hanyang County is humid and stuffy. It is filled with tension that is on the verge of breaking out, and there is a sense of imminent danger as a storm is about to come.

When Ahua was washing clothes by the river, she heard the neighbor's aunt talking to someone: "It looks like the wheat is about to be harvested, and the barbarians will definitely come to beat the autumn wind."

Ahua was shocked and turned pale, "Our county has paid protection fees, why did the barbarian come?"

Their Hanyang County is just a small county below Beihuang City, and there are not many troops stationed there. In order to ensure peace, the county magistrate would levy an extra tax every year and hand it over to the barbarians in exchange for the peace of their entire county.

The aunt glanced at her and said with a wry smile: "Girl, do you still remember what the situation of Widow Li's family on the front street was like after her man died?"

Ahua had seen this with her own eyes, and she said angrily: "It was said that Widow Li had no son, so her husband's relatives began to exterminate their family. Not only did they evacuate their home, but they also removed Widow Li and Sister Li from their home. Kicked out!"

The aunt sighed, with a dull look on her face: "To the barbarians, our county is a destitute house without men. What's the use of giving him more money? People are so dissatisfied that they want to evacuate our county even more." "

Ahuaqiang smiled and said: "How come our county is the same as Widow Li's family? It's not like we don't have men! There are tens of thousands of troops stationed in Beihuang City, how many barbarians are there?"

The aunt sneered, "With men it's the same as without men. Barbarians have rarely come in recent years? Although there are tens of thousands of troops stationed to guard the border, why don't thousands of barbarians come whenever they want?"

Ahua was speechless.

Every time, after the barbarians had finished causing harm, Beihuang City would send troops to slowly go over for a formality. It would be better not to have this army at all! That's why the barbarians are so bold. They come here every autumn and winter to steal food, cattle, and women.

Ahua whispered again: "In the past, barbarians always went to nearby counties to cause trouble! Our county is close to Beihuang City, and barbarians did not dare to come."

The aunt sighed, and this time the woman who had spoken to the aunt before took over: "I heard from my relatives in Linxian County that because the barbarians robbed them too hard last year, a lot of people in those counties fled. In addition, There is a severe drought this year and the harvest is not good. If the barbarians don’t get enough, why don’t they come to our county?”

Ahua's face turned pale, her lips were trembling back and forth and she was speechless.

Although their taxes have been high in recent years, compared to the miserable situation of barbarians in other counties, Ahua and the others have paid taxes very willingly.

But is there no point in paying taxes now?

"The barbarians are here! The garrison has escaped! Everyone, run away!!"

"The city is broken, run quickly!!!"

Suddenly there were sounds coming from all directions, and for a while it seemed like countless people were running around telling each other.

Ahua was frightened by these shocking words. She looked at the aunt blankly, and asked with a trembling voice: "Auntie, did I hear wrongly?"

"The city is broken? It's impossible, right? How could the city..."

"Girl! Run!" The aunt pushed him hard and yelled: "Hide!"

Ahua staggered and turned around and ran towards her home. Behind her, the aunt shouted: "Stop taking things! Your life is at stake!"

Ahua didn't even look back, "My parents are in the house!"

Almost as soon as she opened the door of her courtyard, the sound of horse hooves and the cries and screams of the neighbors in the street could be heard outside.

What happened next was an unforgettable nightmare for Ahua.

The three barbarians burst in through the door on horseback with a grin on their face, chatting in the chirping of birds.

The first to die was the little brother.

Perhaps because he cried too loudly, the barbarians swung their sabers and chopped off his head.

He is only five years old this year, so his head is also small. When he falls to the ground, he is as lively and cute as others. He bounces and falls far away, just like the little cloth ball he loves to kick.

Dad died next.

Because my brother was dead, my father rushed forward, so the barbarian raised his sword and stabbed through his heart. The sword stabbed through, pulled out, and stabbed again...blood spurted out stream after stream, as if it would never run out.

Ahua vaguely remembered that when she was a child, her father took her to the river and taught her how to fish with a harpoon. At that time, she and her father would never have imagined that one day, her father would become a fish caught in someone else's throat.

Then it was my brother who died.

Because my brother wants to save his father.

So the horse's hooves were raised high and smashed his head.

Her upright brother lay on the ground with his eyes open, his head smashed, and white brains and blood flowing all over the floor. Ah Hua suddenly remembered that every time the family bought a pig, her elder brother would give the pig brains to her younger brother so that he could replenish his brain and prepare for the top exam in the future. Brother, does he know? Now he has also been made into a pig brain flower by the barbarians?

Ahua stood there blankly, the cries of her sister-in-law and her mother-in-law were coming and going. Her eyes were sore, but she found that she couldn't close them. She opened her mouth, but she could only make a quick hehe sound. .

In a daze, she seemed to be pulled away from her mother's arms, and then pushed to the ground. Someone was pressing on her and pulling her clothes.

She turned her head slightly and saw her sister-in-law lying on the ground with a big belly not far away and being stripped of her clothes by a barbarian.

How could that barbarian suppress his sister-in-law? My sister-in-law is eight months pregnant and is about to give birth. Now she lies in bed every day to nurse the fetus and doesn't even walk much.

Her sister-in-law's shrill cries were like a bucket of cold water being poured on her. She suddenly woke up, and her senses, hearing, vision, pain, and the sadness in her heart all came back.

She cried loudly, her voice was hoarse, and her screams were so shrill that they were not human.

"Beasts! You beasts! You will not die well! You will be punished! Ahhhhhh!!! God! Open your eyes and look! Please send thunder to kill these beasts!"

The barbarian who was pressing on her slapped her hard, and then pinched her throat fiercely. Ah Hua rolled her eyes and her consciousness became more and more blurred.

Is she going to die too?

She is also the daughter of an honest family. Why should she be abused and killed by them?

The wind was blowing hard, countless green leaves were flying in the air with the wind, dark clouds were rolling, the sky was visibly dark, the sun disappeared, and faint thunder was heard in the distance.

The purple thunder passed through the dark clouds, making a deafening roar, like a huge battle axe, splitting the world in half.

Amidst the thunder and lightning, a voice suddenly sounded from all directions, clearly reaching Ah Hua's ears. The voice was solemn and sacred, saying over and over again:

"Do not do evil, practice good, purify your mind, this is the teaching of all Buddhas."

"Do not do evil, practice good, purify your mind, this is the teaching of all Buddhas."

"Do not do evil, practice good, purify your mind, this is the teaching of all Buddhas."

The barbarian on Ah Hua stopped invading her, raised the saber in his hand, and shouted in stiff Chinese: "Who is it? Get out! Don't play tricks!"

The heavy rain roared in, and the dense rain curtain blurred everything around. In the black rain, a bright yellow light ball walked towards them slowly.

The barbarian rolled off Ah Hua, held the saber in his hand tightly, and stared at the bright yellow light ball that was getting closer and closer vigilantly, "Who? Speak!"

The light ball was getting closer and closer, slowly revealing the vague outline of a human figure.

The raging rain blurred Ah Hua's vision. She squinted her eyes and barely saw the identity of the person coming - a monk in bright yellow robes. He walked slowly. In a trance, Ah Hua seemed to see lotus flowers blooming under his feet, and the fragrance floating in the air. The golden light behind him transformed into various magical illusions, as if the gods and Buddhas had descended to the world, walking in the bloody hell, saving the demons.

She blinked again, but found that the illusion disappeared. The black rain continued, the purple thunder roared, and the monk was alone, like a small boat in the rainstorm, not knowing who to save from the sea of ​​suffering.

The barbarian asked doubtfully, "Monk?"

The monk said, "Amitabha, all sentient beings in the world want to do evil. The strong subdue the weak and turn against each other. They kill and injure each other and devour each other. Those who do not know how to do good will suffer punishment in the future. This is natural between heaven and earth. Although there is no immediate violent response, good and evil will be punished."①

Ahua could not see his face clearly, but he felt his eyes like a torch, hot and pure, as if to burn all the injustices. He only heard a sharp shout like thunder: "Donor, don't you put down your butcher knife and kowtow to repent?"

Another purple lightning streaked across the sky, briefly illuminating the small courtyard. The barbarian who had just invaded Ahua raised the bloody saber in his hand and showed a hideous smile, like an evil demon in hell, "You Han people just talk too much nonsense. This is all a mess. You still want me to kowtow to you. I want to see whether my knife is harder or your head is harder!"

He swung the knife and was about to chop at the monk.

The monk sighed with compassion, clasped his hands together, and said: "The world is full of suffering. Buddha is merciful and can save them all. I have received Buddha's important instructions and dare not violate them."②

A huge shadow condensed by golden light appeared behind him. The black giant dog had a hideous face and was angry. It looked up to the sky and howled, and easily bit the knife-wielding barbarian in half.

The other two barbarians screamed and staggered to run away, but were easily caught up by the giant dog, and then they were easily killed one by one.

The black giant dog looked at the monk deeply, and the monk nodded slightly. Then the black giant dog rushed out of the courtyard without looking back and rushed to other screaming and crying places.

Ahua sat up from the ground and looked at all this blankly. There was a dreamlike sense of unreality. Is this the end?

All the people who harmed her family are dead?

Is this retribution?

"Is the female donor injured?"

Ahua turned her head and raised her eyes to meet a pair of clear and pure glass eyes with divine light.

The storm howled, thunder roared, and the wind howled. The yellow-robed monk looked down at him, as if he was a god sitting on a lotus platform in the clouds, looking at the world very briefly.

Ah Hua was trembling all over, and it seemed that there was a fire burning in her heart. Under the intense emotion, she didn't know what expression to make, and could only answer with a wooden face: "It's okay... I'm not injured. Thank you, thank you, Master, thank you, Bodhisattva..."

The young monk smiled at her kindly, then walked past her to her mother and sister-in-law. She realized that the monk's clothes were dry and soft, without any moisture. The black rain in the sky seemed to retreat consciously and did not stain the monk's clothes. The faint sandalwood lingered in the air.

Ah Hua's mood was calmed down for some reason.

She calmed down, and finally regained some reason and strength, staggering towards her mother and sister-in-law.

"Mother, sister-in-law! Are you okay?"

Mother, still in shock, straightened her torn collar and crawled to her father, brother and little brother with a look of panic, crying loudly.

Ahua's body swayed and she felt dizzy. Just before she fainted, she suddenly heard her sister-in-law's groaning.

The thin woman was lying on the ground with a big belly, groaning loudly, and there were blood stains under her body.

Ahua didn't dare to faint.

She ran up to her sister-in-law and held her hand, "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, are you okay? Don't scare me, sister-in-law!"

"This female donor is afraid that she will give birth soon."

The helpless Ahua immediately hugged the monk's calf tightly, as if grasping the last life-saving straw, looking at the monk hopefully, "Please save my sister-in-law! You must have a way, right? You are a Bodhisattva. , you must have a way!"

The monk smiled and corrected her: "The female donor misunderstood. The poor monk is not a Bodhisattva, but an ordinary monk."

"No! You are the Bodhisattva! You can definitely save my sister-in-law! My brother is dead, nothing can happen to my sister-in-law!"

The monk, Le Jing, looked at the messy girl and the old woman who was not far away mourning her dead relatives. He sighed in his heart and said to the girl: "You and your mother go and prepare boiling water and clean scissors to deliver the baby. "

Ahua just woke up from a dream and ran to find her mother. Her mother was about to cry to death, but after hearing A-Hua's words, she became energetic. She didn't bother to wipe away her tears and ordered A-Hua: "Go! Boil water! I also need to prepare brown sugar water and chicken for your sister-in-law." Cake, otherwise she won’t have the energy to wait!”

Ahua and his mother were so busy that they never touched the ground. When she came out of the kitchen with scalding hot water, she saw the young monk sitting cross-legged next to her sister-in-law. He put one hand on her sister-in-law's belly, flipped the rosary beads with the other, closed his eyes and softly recited Buddhist scriptures.

When Ah Hua got closer, she discovered that the golden light shone under the monk's hand covering her sister-in-law's belly, but her sister-in-law's eyes were peaceful and her moans were already low and inaudible.

Although his eyes were obviously closed, the monk turned his head to "look" in her direction accurately, "The fetus is stable. It's almost time to prepare to deliver the baby."

Ahua nodded desperately. If she hadn't been holding hot water in her hand, she would have knelt down and kowtowed countless times to the monk. At this time, she could only use poor words to express her gratitude: "Thank you Bodhisattva, for your great kindness, Ahua will live forever." I will never forget it. I will sincerely recite Buddha’s name and worship you well in this life!”

The monk put down his hand, stood up, and said to Ahua: "There is no need to worship me. In the future, you only need to accumulate virtue and do good deeds. That is the best reward for me."

Ahua nodded desperately.

My sister-in-law's delivery went smoothly.

Ahua suspected that this was because the monk had been chanting Buddha's name not far away with his eyes closed during this period.

In short, with almost no effort, my sister-in-law gave birth to a big fat boy without even using brown sugar water or chicken cakes. He cried loudly and had strong fists and feet. He was very healthy at first glance.

The joy of the newborn's birth dispelled some of the sadness that hung over the small courtyard. Ahua and her mother held the baby together, and managed to squeeze out a smile despite the endless suffering.

Amid the boy's loud cries, a huge black dog jumped in from outside the wall.

The black dog was covered in blood, and its sides were burning with black flames that seemed to come from hell. Its sharp canine teeth were dripping with smelly black blood.

However, facing the ferocious appearance of the black dog, Ahua felt no fear in her heart. Instead, she felt infinite closeness and respect.

The black dog ran to the chanting monk like a gust of wind, knelt down obediently, and let out an obedient whine like a puppy coquettishly from its throat.

The monk touched his huge head and asked, "Has everything been dealt with?"

The black dog growled.

The monk then lowered his eyes and smiled, just like the Buddha holding a flower and smiling, with clear and compassionate eyes. He clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name again: "I am the Buddha who is compassionate. Wherever the Buddha walks, the towns and cities gather together, and the world is not enlightened. When the sun and the moon are clear, the country will be prosperous and the people will be safe. The country must be virtuous and courteous, and the strong will not bully the weak.

Ahua listened to the monk's teachings and seemed to have enlightenment.

She suddenly found that there were no more cries around her, only a peaceful and reassuring silence.

She blinked her eyes, vaguely seeming to realize something.

The monk touched the giant dog's head again, then stood up, clasped his hands and bowed slightly to Ahua. In Ahua's daze, the monk and the black dog disappeared like bubbles.

Then the sacred and solemn Buddha's voice came from all directions: "I wish to use this merit to adorn the Buddha's pure land. I will repay the fourfold kindness above and relieve the hardships on the three journeys. If anyone sees or hears it, please arouse the bodhicitta. By fulfilling this sambhogakaya, we will be born in bliss together." country.”④

Ahua only felt that her whole body was calm and warm, and all negative emotions such as sadness, pain, anger, resentment, etc. seemed to be far away from her. In the world she couldn't see, countless pale souls emerged from the corpse and were transferred to where they should go with a peaceful expression.

Mother asked tremblingly: "Ahua, who is he?"

Ahua calmed down and answered firmly: "He is a Bodhisattva."

The author has something to say:

No, he is the Goddess of Mercy (funny)

①②③Quote from "Infinite Life Sutra"

④ is the palindrome of the Rebirth Mantra.