Chapter three hundred and ninety fifth debt collection
Yuhua City is now the largest city and the only city in Yuhua Prefecture.
The city is not big, only two or three miles in circumference and has a population of several thousand.
Entering from the city gate, there is a long and narrow corridor.
There are huge paw prints on both sides of the corridor.
The paw prints left here by a great demon.
Proving that this city is a mark of His protection.
Mei Qing felt the terrifying pressure coming from the claw marks on the wall.
She lowered her head and hurriedly passed through the corridor.
Because the owner of this paw print never had a good temper.
That is a great saint!
And he is the notorious Yellow-Eyebrowed Monkey King!
Hundreds of years ago, the four masters and disciples traveling westward were killed in the hands of this great sage.
Duan is famous for his evil reputation!
Therefore, Mei Qing did not even dare to look. At the end of the corridor, he took out a handful of jade coins and threw them into the mouth of a copper lion.
The lion swallowed the jade coin, opened his eyes, looked at Mei Qing, and burped: "Go in!"
A stone gate was raised, and the inner city of Yuhua City came into view of Mei Qing.
This is the current situation in Xiniu Hezhou today.
Since then, the four masters and disciples have returned eastward and spread the evil scriptures and chaotic laws to everyone in the five major states.
The blood and tears of gods and Buddhas fell from the sky.
This earth on earth has become the playground for the great monsters.
Let’s not talk about the hell on earth like Shituoling.
The Eastern Land was even more disturbed by demons and monsters.
The great demon An Lushan became a disciple of Tang Monk, practiced evil magic, and led beasts to eat humans.
Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are already a purgatory on earth.
The other places can only protect themselves.
Yuhua Prefecture, for example, was quite lucky. The king married his daughter to Lord Qinghe, a close associate of the great sage Huang Mei of Xiaoleiyin Temple, as his concubine.
Relying on this relationship, I finally got the grace of the great sage with yellow eyebrows.
He left his claws and footprints in this Yuhua City.
Relying on the prestige of the Yellow Eyebrow Monkey King, Xiaoxiao did not dare to invade, so he could gain peace in the city.
Of course, there are costs.
Yuhua City needs to be worshiped at four seasons to worship the great sage Huang Mei.
A free offering fee is also required to be paid regularly.
Every time someone comes in or out, they need to pay fifty jade coins as a city entry tax.
This is already a very good result!
In many places, even if many people want to seek such asylum, they cannot get it!
That is to say, he sought the protection of the great demon.
But the big demon was cruel by nature, and would always ask people to offer blood to him.
Boys and girls, there is no rest in all seasons!
If there is any slight disobedience, the asylum will be removed.
Then the monsters wreaked havoc, and the country was destroyed and the family was destroyed!
A great sage like the Yellow Eyebrow Monkey King who can eliminate disasters just by spending money is really a Bodhisattva who cannot be asked for in today's era!
After entering the inner city, Mei Qing went straight to the home where she had lived for more than ten years.
A small Taoist temple in the south of Yuhua City.
When she reached the entrance of the Taoist temple, Mei Qing was stunned.
Because the leaves on the old locust tree at the entrance of the Taoist temple have fallen off.
This is unprecedented.
In her memory, Mei Qing remembered that the locust tree at the door always had lush branches and leaves no matter the four seasons.
But now, not only the leaves have fallen out, but also the branches are withered and yellow.
She felt uneasy and quickly opened the door.
"Teacher!" she shouted.
no answer.
The uneasiness in her heart became even stronger, and she immediately hurried into the Taoist temple.
The Taoist temple is very small, with only three rooms.
The largest one is the main hall dedicated to the Sanqing Dynasty, then there is the side hall dedicated to the ancestors, and finally there is a small room where Mei Qing's master and apprentice depend on each other.
Mei Qing looked at the simple hut built with rammed earth and thatch.
The wooden door of the hut is directly open.
She went over and saw a haggard old Taoist nun sitting cross-legged on a futon on the ground inside the house.
The Taoist nun looked at Mei Qing, and finally a smile appeared on her thin face: "Qing'er!"
Mei Qing looked at her, the tears in her eyes could no longer be stopped.
"Teacher!" She plopped down and knelt down.
"Good boy!" said the old Taoist nun: "Don't cry!"
"It is a happy event that my master has passed away today..."
The old Taoist nun's body was filled with deathly aura and heavy black mist.
It is obvious that the oil has been exhausted and there is no way to save the day.
Mei Qing took out all the gourds and crucian carp wrapped in red cloth on his body and said: "Teacher, drink some water quickly and eat these fish..."
"You will get better!"
The old Taoist nun glanced at the gourd Mei Qing handed to her.
The clear water in the gourd is rippling and has a lingering aura. It is obviously the clear water condensed by the finest fairy dew.
She looked at the crucian carp again.
It is alive and kicking, and contains the spirit of the fairy spirit, which is a rare top quality!
pity……
She shook her head and sighed: "My teacher was injured by the spider demon a month ago. Now, the poison has invaded the soul, and there is no cure!"
Mei Qing naturally knew this.
But how could she be willing to do so?
Thinking about the teacher who has worked so hard over the years to help me grow up.
I also think about my teacher’s kindness over the years.
She immediately started crying: "No! There must be a way..."
Nowadays, the three realms have been overturned, the gods and Buddhas have perished, the underworld has long been turned into a mess, and the six paths of reincarnation no longer exist.
Therefore, in the past, people could still look forward to the afterlife after death.
But now, after death, people are destined to fall into the tiger's mouth!
Those evil ghosts are in the underworld, waiting for their souls to fall.
Once a living soul falls in, it will be snatched away by those ghost kings immediately.
Either their souls are devoured by them, or they are traded as commodities by these ghost kings.
Either doing labor or being a slave.
It has even become a consumable for cultivation, a raw material for refining magic weapons, and elixirs.
Therefore, all living beings in this world today, as long as they have some ability, are unwilling to fall into the underworld after death.
Before his death, he built the mausoleum and prepared various formations and talismans.
Before death, he entered the master's mausoleum.
It forms its own underworld underground and separates itself to one side!
Therefore, Mei Qing certainly refused to let her teacher die like this and fall into the hands of those ghost kings and Shura.
"Child..." The old Taoist nun smiled: "You don't have to worry..."
"I am a disciple of the Sanqing sect, so everyone in the underworld needs to give me some thin noodles!"
Nowadays, all the gods and Buddhas are dead, and it is said that even the heaven has been defeated by the great sages.
But the interesting thing is that whether it is a demon or the ghost king of the underworld, they will give the Taoist priests some face.
No one knows why this is?
It was obvious that even Tushita Tian had been beaten to pieces by the monkey, and Laojun's Bagua furnace had been kicked over.
However, the influence of Taoism is still everywhere.
Taoist priests can still draw talismans to invite gods.
only……
Is Mei Qing willing to place her hope on the teacher being lucky enough to meet a ghost king who is kind to Taoists and let her be reincarnated?
She remembered something.
He grabbed the teacher's hand and said: "Teacher..."
"Disciple has a way!"
She took out the pamphlet that the bookstore owner had given her in the mist.
"Buddha Wutian is above..." She faced the west sky and kowtowed in worship: "Disciple Mei Qing, I sincerely ask the Buddha to lower the curtain and protect my master..."
"If the Buddha loves and promises..." She thought of the legendary Wutian Buddha's hands and feet in the Buddhist scriptures passed down to his four masters and disciples, and she swore: "This disciple is willing to encourage the Buddha in this life..."
Legend has it that Wutian Buddha, who advocated equal exchange, once said: Tooth for tooth, blood for blood, the laws of heaven and earth, the nature of things!
But she has nothing, only this body and life.
He can only exchange himself for the teacher to be protected in the underworld!
The old Taoist nun looked at Mei Qing and shook her head.
From her perspective, Mei Qing's hand was completely empty.
Therefore, she shook her head and sighed: "Idiot... How can there be such a thing as Wutian Buddha? It's just a legend..."
but……
As soon as she finished speaking, black lotuses bloomed in the entire courtyard.
Weird Sanskrit chants resounded intermittently.
Tuk-tuk-tuk!
The sound of wooden fish.
A black lotus flower fell on the old Taoist nun's forehead and quickly merged into her soul.
Seeing this, Mei Qing cried with joy and kowtowed repeatedly: "I thank you, my Buddha, for your great kindness. I thank you, my Buddha, for your great kindness!"
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Thirty-three heavens.
The ruined Tushita Heaven.
Suddenly...
This book has been smashed and broken into pieces, with bursts of spiritual light and endless joy among the immortals.
A Tai Chi diagram appears in the clouds.
"Hey!" Lao Jun, who was sitting on the futon, opened his eyes.
"Fellow Taoist, haven't you given up on this world yet?" he asked.
"Interesting!" Laojun's consciousness was directed to the lower realm.
This world is just a world created by the two saints of Western religion.
The whirling world used to deduce his Buddhist teachings.
After the opening, the two saints naturally came to ask for help.
Laojun then gave up one of his thoughts, fell into this world, and became the Lord of Tusita Heaven.
This kind of thing is very common.
Laojun would often invite those saints to give up their thoughts and even incarnate themselves to accompany him for a walk and verify it.
Either to verify one's own ideas, or to help disciples and disciples to untie their knots and break through mysteries.
but……
But unexpectedly, there were some novel changes this time.
A new Taoist friend actually had a little thought and fell into this world.
That fellow Taoist is unfathomable.
When a thought enters the world, the world turns upside down.
But Laojun was very happy to see him.
It's a pity that that Taoist friend only came to this world once and left, and there was little news from him, and there was no trace of him again.
It seems like He just came here to play some games.
However, neither Laojun nor the two saints who opened up this world.
They all continue to maintain this life.
Instead of refining earth, water, wind and fire, rebuilding heaven and earth, and restarting yin and yang.
There is a reason for this.
For one thing, although that Taoist friend came in a hurry and left in a hurry.
But his face should not be lost.
Since He is here, He has left a legacy.
It cannot be broken easily.
Otherwise, you will be in His shame, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to see you again in the future.
Two things...
What that fellow Taoist left behind is really interesting.
Extreme distortion, extreme chaos.
But it is upright and upright, and it is the right path that points directly to the great road!
Both Laojun and the two Western saints have deduced it.
If you know this avenue, you can even point directly to the other shore, break the cycle of reincarnation, and realize the only one.
This is interesting.
Stones from other mountains can attack jade!
Even a saint has a way to continue climbing.
So no one is willing to let this world collapse like this.
On the contrary, many people are protecting it secretly.
Lest this world collapse and lose a place of comparison.
"Since this Taoist friend is still nostalgic for this world..." Lao Jun waved his whisk, and a little spiritual light fell into the lower realm: "Then I should have a backup plan!"
This spiritual light fell straight down to the lower realm and fell into the Jindou Mountain.
A huge green cow is resting in the mountains.
When the spiritual light fell, Qingniu immediately turned around and kowtowed like a human: "Teacher!"
"You are here to pay attention to fellow Taoist Wutian for me..."
"If you meet a fellow Taoist disciple, remember to leave some good karma!"
"Yes!" Qing Niu spat out human words: "Disciple understands!"
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In the underworld, rolling in the Hades.
A twisted behemoth stepped on the golden body of the Bodhisattva that fell in the River Styx.
This Bodhisattva's golden body looks solemn and solemn, but it is also a little sinister and twisted. Countless leeches and worm-like things are in and out of its golden body.
Suddenly!
The Bodhisattva, immersed in the turbid and twisted River Styx, sat upright.
Those things that looked like worms and leeches burrowed into his golden body, allowing him to finally regain his sanity.
"Amitabha!" the Bodhisattva folded his hands and praised: "It turns out that Wutian Buddha still cares about this world!"
He smiled with great compassion.
He casually picked up the ghost kings fighting for their souls beside the Styx River and stuffed them all into the big mouth full of sharp teeth and fangs.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva once swore that he would not become a Buddha until hell was empty!
This is His very essence.
It is also the yoke that binds Him.
Unless this shackles are broken, He will never be able to realize the Oneness and reach the other shore, but in the end he will end up in ashes.
But Buddha Wutian suddenly came and passed by in a hurry.
But he gave Him a blow in the head.
Since hell is not empty, I swear I will never become a Buddha.
Why not swallow hell and become a Bodhisattva?
Then he sacrificed himself to become a demon and became the evil Ksitigarbha Buddha!
It's a pity that Buddha Wutian left in a hurry, leaving the sacred footprints that can no longer be traced.
He waited patiently for hundreds of years.
Today, I finally got a glimpse of the Buddha again.
The Bodhisattva swallowed countless ghost kings.
Chewing with big mouth.
A finger of the Buddha turned into a ferocious tentacle, and he flicked the mount that had swollen and rotted like a corpse.
"Listen to the three realms for me..."
"If you meet the disciples of Wutian Buddha...you should leave good karma!"
"Yes!" Countless ears sprouted from the rotting body of Tingting. These ears quietly listened to all kinds of things in the human world.
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Mei Qing knelt in front of the teacher's body.
The black lotus appeared in the teacher's body.
Little lotus fires lit up, and the teacher's body burned in the lotus fire.
The black lotus then floated towards a tunnel with the teacher's soul.
That's the tunnel to the underworld.
"Thank you so much, Buddha Wutian!" Seeing this scene, Mei Qing bowed her head a hundred times.
From the book in hand, the sound of Sanskrit singing reaches my ears.
Mei Qing understood that Buddha had fulfilled His promise.
Now, it's time for her to repay Buddha.
Equivalent exchange, this is fair!
"May I ask the Buddha, what should I do as a disciple?" Mei Qing asked looking at the booklet.
Amidst the sound of wooden fish, Dongtu appeared in Mei Qing's eyes.
The Buddha ordered her to go to the Eastern Land to collect debts!
Because the monk didn’t pay!
This is not possible!
Back then, the Tathagata accepted three measures of rice grains of gold from others and chanted sutras for them. He felt that he was at a disadvantage and regretted it endlessly.
Buddha Wutian, after all his efforts, bestowed upon the four masters and disciples the true sutra and the true Dharma.
But they don't give money?
This greatly goes against the original intention of Buddha Wutian.
Therefore, Mei Qing is going to collect debts!
If the four masters and disciples still don't come up, they will have to work as cattle and horses for the Buddha for five thousand years as promised!
