After hearing this, I smiled slightly, clasped my hands together and said: Thank you Amitabha! Thank you to the Dharma Protector. I am also grateful to Lay Master Yang Shuihua for giving me an opportunity to hone my character in the face of adversity. Yang Shuihua, I don’t hate you.
Yes, Monk Qian, you have practiced deeply and have transformed your nature. No matter whether favorable or adverse circumstances come your way, you will follow them. Amitabha!
Thank you, Dharma Protector God, for the compliment! After I said this, I closed my eyes slightly, sat cross-legged on a futon, and continued to recite Amitabha silently. Occasionally I opened my eyes, and it was already bright and people were awake. The mattress and cover I slept on were all dry, and there was no moisture left, and it was still warm inside.
I wanted to find the heating artifact that the protector in the dream called a treasure, but I rummaged through the bed and couldn't find it. Of course, I was not discouraged. I still happily clasped my hands and recited the Buddha's name, and said, I am grateful to the Buddha and Bodhisattvas for blessing me. Otherwise, I would not be able to sleep in a wet bed last night. If I force myself to sleep, I will definitely suffer from frostbite.
During lunch, Yang Shuihua saw me in the restaurant and looked at me carefully. I remained calm. Seeing her eyes lingering on my bald head for a long time, I simply raised my head and said, thank you Yang Bodhisattva for caring about me. ,Amitabha!
Yang Shuihua said nothing and walked away. That night, I went to bed again, and there was no water in the quilt anymore, and I fell asleep peacefully. Soon I dreamed about the Dharma Protector I had dreamed about last night. He said to me: Monk Qian, when you went out to study scriptures this morning, Yang Shuihua quietly came to your dormitory again. When she saw that your quilt was dry, she also I said to myself in surprise, there is no stove in this dormitory, how can I do it? It's really weird. Money bald man, I will always find a way to punish you.
Hearing this, as a protector, I was dissatisfied with her. I scolded her at that time: Yang Shuihua, you became a nun, why don't you have any consciousness? You said Monk Qian like this, you said Monk Qian is bald, you, a nun, don't Still bald? Of course, I am in the underworld and are not in the same space-time dimension as Yang Shuihua in the upper world. Even if I stand in front of her, she cannot see me or hear me.
I told the Dharma Protector, and she said so. She would not punish me, but would only help me.
The protector smiled and said, you always think for the best in everything, I respect you, Monk Qian.
Where? Where? I haven't cultivated enough, and my taste is not high. I want to be on par with Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, and with you. Look at you, you have been secretly protecting me, you are the Buddha and Bodhisattva!
After chatting for a while, the Dharma Protector disappeared. While I was looking for him everywhere in the temple, I failed to step on my foot firmly and fell to the ground with a flutter. This fall actually woke me up. Only then did I realize it was a dream.
This morning, after I finished my class, I returned to the dormitory and found a bottle of orange drink on the table next to my bunk. I was very happy. I unscrewed the cap and smelled it. It didn’t taste like orange juice, which meant it was definitely not orange juice. It was probably a better drink than orange juice. I was reluctant to drink it. My heart was full of gratitude for the person who silently gave me this bottle of drink. grateful.
Of course, I want to taste it. What does it taste like? I unscrewed the cap of the drink bottle and drank without opening it to my mouth. I was afraid of staining the mouth of the bottle, so I took a tea cup, poured a little into it, brought it to my lips and took a sip. Good guy, this tastes a bit salty, although it’s not. It tastes pretty good, I guess it must be very nutritious. I don’t want to keep it to myself, I just want to share it with Master Yaoguang, whom I particularly respect.
As soon as I was excited, I took the bottle of orange drink out of the dormitory, walked around several corridors in the temple, and found Master Yaoguang, who went to the scripture hall to read thread-bound scriptures after lunch.
I held up the bottle of orange drink and said: Master, look.
Master Yaoguang closed the page, looked up at me and asked: What did you get?
I said frankly, I don’t know who gave me a bottle of high-end drink. I didn’t see it until I returned to the dormitory, and it was on the table. I just poured it into a teacup and took a sip. It tasted a little salty, but it was probably very nutritious, so I didn’t want to keep it to myself, I just wanted to share it with Master.
Master Yaoguang looked at the bottle of orange drink carefully and asked: Don't you know who gave it to you?
I smiled and said: I don’t know. Sent to my dormitory. My dormitory, like the monks’ dormitories, does not have a lock on the door, because we are all monks, they are all compassionate and kind, they are not bad people, they are all good people, and there is no need to guard against anyone.
If I knew the person who gave me the high-end drink, I would definitely thank him.
Master Yaoguang thought to himself: Since it is a high-end drink, why not give it to me as the abbot first? Why should I give it to you, the monk who lives in the temple, first? There must be an article in this. What is the relationship between the person who gives you drinks and you? And it’s weird that you don’t know who it is yet.
So he cast a suspicious look and said: It seems that this drink is not available in our temple, and it is not original. Can I drink it? I don’t dare to drink it, and I suggest you stop drinking it for the time being. Today, staff are coming to our temple to do health testing. Let them test this bottle of orange drink to see what ingredients are mixed with it. Is it okay to drink it?
I said: Master, someone was so kind and kind that he secretly delivered a bottle of drink to my dormitory and became an unsung hero. I was so grateful that I had no doubts at all. Since Master said this, I will respect your opinion and put this bottle of drink here first and let the staff test it before looking at the results.
The next day, the test results came out. Master Yaoguang told me, Jishi, the bottle you sent yesterday was not a drink, let alone a nutritious high-end drink.
what is that? I couldn't wait to ask.
It's urine, it's so disgusting. Which one is so wicked? Fill an empty drink bottle with urine and place it in your dorm room. You were so happy that you didn't drink it. If you had, you might have ruined your stomach and become sick, which would be troublesome. Master Yaoguang said this with a sullen expression on his face.
I was speechless. Master Yaoguang continued, you thought it was a good thing and sent it to me. You are in a good mood. I understand.
Thank you Master for your understanding. I also feel very ashamed. I don’t blame the person who avoids me and does this kind of thing at all. Instead, I secretly ask myself: Is there something you haven’t done well? Did you offend someone? So this is how people retaliate against you.
I thought about it carefully and realized that by reciting the name of the Buddha every day, I had not offended anyone at all. Is this another prank by Yang Shuihua? Of course, we can't be sure. Things are done in the past, so don't take it to heart or talk about it.
I still recite the Buddha's name sincerely. One night, I fell asleep and fell asleep again, and the familiar protector appeared in front of me again. He said: Monk Qian, you are an enlightened monk. You practice Taoism by chanting the name of the Buddha. As a Taoist, you do not see the faults of the world.
Although you have never seen the world, I still tell you that the person who brought a bottle of urine to your dormitory and harmed you was none other than Yang Shuihua in the temple.
I didn't ask the Dharma Protector about that, why did Yang Shuihua only harm me? The Dharma Protector said angrily on my behalf, Yang Shuihua has already harmed you twice, and I must write a memorial to the King of Hell in the underworld. Clearly describe the two shocking and heinous evil things she did.
