oh. Xu Sijin was surprised for a while, but he did not forget to take back his left hand and the piece of paper, then put it into his right hand and clenched it tightly. He expected that when the warrior chopped off his right hand, the same line of words appeared, so that magic ax You can't chop it. At this moment, he silently thanked the door god in his heart and prayed more and more to the door god to protect his hands from being chopped off.
Xu Sijin was feeling beautiful in his heart, when the warrior suddenly shouted: Put your right hand over and chop it off for me. Xu Sijin said, "If you can't chop it off, I will take it back." The warrior said, OK! Xu Si put his right hand on the torture instrument, but felt the pain in his clenched fist was like fire.
He unclenched his fist, and unexpectedly a gust of wind blew up. The note was blown away from his palm and fell down, like a moth lying on the ground.
It was too late, but soon, I saw the warrior raised his ax and dropped it, with a "crack", Xu Sijin's right hand was completely cut off from the elbow joint, and blood spurted out from the severed hand, turning it red all of a sudden. When he hit the sleeper-like torture instrument, Xu Sijin screamed in pain, then passed out and fell next to the torture instrument like a bundle of firewood.
Half an hour later, he woke up and was escorted by Yin Chai as he passed by the gate of the palace. He insisted on going over and kneeling down. He raised his right hand without any palms or elbows and asked, "Grandpa Door God, please give it to me." The note on my right hand fell down in the hall, so I had to use the note I had used on my left hand to save my right hand, but something went wrong. First, the palms of my clenched palms were burned. As soon as I let go, the piece of paper fell out. The strip was blown away by a dark wind again, and the result was terrible. The right hand was chopped off by the warrior. I thought there must be a reason why I was so unhappy.
But at this moment, the door god did not appear, and you could only hear his dull voice replying, "Sijin, I will teach you how to avoid having your hands chopped off." The palace inspector with a clairvoyance heard this, and he reprimanded him severely. He gave me a meal and ordered me to quickly bring back one of the two notes given to you. I had no choice but to hide myself and let the note used by your right hand be burned and invalidated. You could use the note used by your left hand to rescue you. Right hand, I did the same thing and didn't let you succeed.
Grandpa Door God, why did you only save my left hand and not my right hand? My right hand is more important to me than my left hand. Xu Sijin burst into tears as he spoke.
The sin committed by your right hand is much more serious than that of your left hand. It has reached an unforgivable level and I cannot save you. The door god turned up the volume. Grandpa Door God, I don’t understand. Just tell me, what unforgivable sin did I commit with my right hand? Xu Sijin kowtowed as he spoke.
Don't ask me, just look at the wall on the right side of the palace door and you will know clearly. The door god gave instructions. I saw the screen on the wall showing the story shots like a movie——
At dusk on a certain day in a certain month of a certain year, a tall bronze Buddha statue stood on the river bank. Because the copper was yellow, it sparkled against the sunset, shining like gold, making it look extremely sacred and extremely precious. Even people on the other side of the river see the reflection under the sparkling river as golden, which is very pleasing to the eye.
At that time, a middle-aged man was standing on the other side of the river looking at the bronze Buddha statue, thinking that it was a cultural relic and very valuable. So that night, I rushed to the other side of the river in the darkness and came to the bronze Buddha statue, but I didn't bow and kneel down, which didn't matter.
If you don't believe in it, no one has an opinion. The problem is that this middle-aged man had evil thoughts. He touched the huge right hand of the Buddha statue and tapped it lightly, and it made a pleasant sound like a metal instrument.
Of course, he didn't just give up after hearing the sound. Instead, he used the hacksaw he brought to cut off the five huge copper fingers on the right hand of the Buddha statue, put it into a cloth bag, and stole it away.
The next morning, he took the five copper fingers to the scrap collection station in the town and weighed them. They weighed ten kilograms in total. The middle-aged man received 500 yuan. He narrowed his eyes with joy and muttered to himself. , bah, bah, although the copper fingers vary in size, they weigh an average of two kilograms each, so they are valuable.
He was planning to go up to the river that night to cut off the five copper fingers on the left hand of the Bronze Buddha and continue to sell them for money. However, in the afternoon, his right hand felt uncomfortable. It felt like cramps or a stroke. He didn't know what caused it. I wanted to cut off the copper fingers of the bronze Buddha after my right hand was healed, but it didn't work.
That's fine if he couldn't get his wish. His right hand started to hurt. He couldn't hold the chopsticks when he was eating. He had to use a teaspoon instead and barely ate the next meal. By the next meal, he couldn't even hold the teaspoon. His only one Not only could my right hand not be able to pinch things, it would hurt even when I touched it. It would feel swollen and painful even if I didn't pinch or touch it. It gradually became swollen and became as big as a steamed bun.
Helpless, the middle-aged man couldn't resist, so he went to the hospital. The doctor asked him what caused it. How could he tell the truth about stealing the bronze fingers of Buddha statues and selling them for money? He didn't tell the reason, only that he didn't know what caused it. Just heal it with me.
The doctor prescribes medicine and tells him how to apply it, and leaves behind the details. If it doesn't work, it seems that the hand will have to be sawed off. If not, your whole hand will rot, because the virus is very easy to invade and infect. Danger.
As a result, the middle-aged man applied a dose of medicine, but it had no effect. However, he did not want to cut off his hand, so he continued to apply the medicine. Fortunately, the swelling was reduced, but it went counterproductive. Not only did the swelling not go away, but the elbow on his right hand also felt swollen. , without further ado, he quickly found a doctor to perform surgery to amputate his right hand.
Think about it, how much did he spend? He spent all the money from selling the bronze fingers of Buddha statues, but it was not enough, so he borrowed nearly 10,000 yuan. After that, although his right hand healed, it became like a pestle. It had no palm and became a disabled hand. He no longer dared to go to the riverside to use a saw to cut off the left fingers of the bronze Buddha statue. Or other parts of the copper sold for money.
The family members knew the reason why his right hand was first rotten and then sawed off, so they told the story. In this way, people within a radius of dozens of miles spread the news. Afterwards, no one had a second thought about the bronze Buddha statue on the riverside. Most of them burned incense and worshiped the Buddha devoutly, praying for peace and good luck.
After Xu Sijin finished reading the story in the camera, the wall returned to its original state. The door god pointed him out and said that the middle-aged man who sawed off the five copper fingers on the right side of the Buddha statue was your previous life.
Which life am I in? Xu Sijin asked in surprise.
It doesn’t matter which life you were in. There is no need to figure it out. What you need to figure out is that your right hand was chopped off by the warriors of hell this time because in the past life, you used a right-hand saw to cut off the five bronzes on the right hand of the Buddha statue. It means that this is the retribution brought to you by the sins of the past life that are difficult to resolve, so you have been in trouble for many lives. Let’s take this matter as an example. Even though I have practiced cultivation for many lifetimes, I have only gained a little bit of merit to be the Gate God of the Underworld. With this little bit of practice, I can’t save your right hand that commits evil. You should have figured it out now, right? Why was the left hand preserved but the right hand was chopped off?
Xu Sijing nodded, then raised his head and asked, "Grandpa Door God, everyone in the world says that Buddha and Bodhisattva are compassionate, why did I only saw off five of the Buddha's bronze fingers? What's more, even if the bronze fingers and even the Buddha's bronze body have spirituality, they have no life." If I cut it off with a saw, Buddha wouldn't feel any pain or itch, so why would he want to retaliate against me? It also made one of my right hands sore, swollen, and eventually sawed off, leaving me disabled. Do you often say that Buddha is compassionate? Judging from this incident, we cannot see the compassion of the Buddha at all. How can we explain this?
My Lord, you must not create a mouth. The door god clasped his hands together and silently recited the Buddha's name several times before giving a clear explanation: You don't know something, the Buddha is compassionate and selfless, and the Buddha will not take revenge on you at all. So why did your sinful right hand become rotten and swollen, and was eventually amputated by being sawed off? It turns out that it is the protector god who is punishing you, just like you violated a certain instruction issued by the head of the G family. The head of the G family does not know it at all, but the people below know it, so they will naturally punish you according to the law.
Oh I see. Xu Sijin lowered his head and answered with conviction.
