At this time, Wu Juying kept kowtowing, hoping to be forgiven by the gods, especially the bird god. Everything seemed very peaceful, with only a slight breeze rustling in the woods. She looked at two bird feathers hanging on the branches of the black locust tree. Suddenly, a piece of bird feather floated down. It was pulled by the wind and fell quietly in front of her. While she was staring at it in a daze, she heard a faint cry coming from the village outside the forest.
She quickly stood up and ran towards the forest. She heard the crying sound getting clearer and clearer. There was a man howling. She was very familiar with it. It was her man's voice. After leaving the woods and turning the corner of the village, she saw many people in front of the house, who seemed to be watching something, and her husband's roaring cries continued.
She squeezed over to take a look and saw a body wrapped tightly in white cloth spread out on a wooden board. It was Li Xiongbing, her heart and lung treasure. She let out a sad cry and was about to pounce on him, but was stopped by a prominent figure in the village: Juying, this child died of bird flu. Be careful and don't pounce on him.
Wu Juying looked up and saw that her husband was just crying and did not approach the child's body at all.
She just stood there, crying and complaining: Why can't I ask someone to weave 100 bird's nests and put them on the treetops, and confess to the bird god, but my son's life can't be redeemed? She repeated it several times and said that this act of repentance was in vain.
Suddenly, the familiar Taoist priest Lin came over and whispered: Sister-in-law, you don’t know something. If you hadn’t asked someone to weave bird’s nests and place them on the treetops, your family’s evil deeds might not have been alleviated at all.
Juying stopped crying and looked at Taoist Lin intently. The implication was: How to say this?
Taoist priest Lin said knowingly: If that were the case, your daughter's life would not be guaranteed! Now it is not easy to save your daughter's life. This is the result of you accumulating a little evil.
At this moment, the villagers carried Li Xiongbing's body to the foot of the mountain and placed it among a large pile of firewood. The leading man lit the fire, and suddenly the flames flew and burst into flames.
The leading figure said to Li Gui and his wife who came crying: People who died of bird flu cannot be buried to avoid bacterial infection. This is a requirement from above. Please forgive me!
Li Gui nodded to express his understanding. Wu Juying no longer cared about this, but burst into tears. She approached Li Gui and asked quietly: How is Ru Hua? Li Gui wiped away his tears and said: Ru Hua is out of danger.
This incident spread for miles around, and everyone said that Li Gui caused the two children to contract bird flu because he hunted birds and cooked bird meat for barbecue.
Of course, these words also reached the ears of hunter Liu Duanping. He felt that he often hunted and shot many birds. Could it be that he had also committed a serious sin? Panicked and calm, he quietly lit a fire, threw the shotgun into the fire and burned it, but the gun barrel would not burn, so he let it cool down, took it to the blacksmith's shop, and asked the blacksmith to make it into a sickle or something. Farm tools, and he started farming honestly from then on.
But one time while cutting rice, he accidentally cut one of his knees. Blood surged out from the ankle to the heel, leaving a bright red mark even on the rice field. Li Gui went to the doctor to bandage the pain, but it didn't heal for a long time. It always became pus and itchy, and the wound could not heal.
Later, I went to the hospital to have my dressing changed. I was walking slowly and using a cane. I slipped and fell on a steep slope, and was hit by a piece of rubbish. The wound was dripping with pus and blood.
At this time, a monk came and helped him up while chanting Amitabha.
Liu Duanping was somewhat grateful, so he told the monk how he had been cut, and asked why he had been receiving treatment but had not recovered.
The monk looked at his face and complexion carefully, and then said: You have an evil disease. It is difficult to recover, but it is not impossible to recover. Liu Duanping asked with a grimace: What kind of business have I created?
The monk smiled and said: This is your own fault!
How do you say this? Liu Duanping looked at the monk and asked.
Amitabha! The monk gave a reason: This is a good thing for you.
This confused Liu Duanping even more: Is it a good thing that my knee is ulcerated?
Of course that's a good thing. The monk said: If you hadn’t stopped killing, there would have been a more serious disaster waiting for you, and even your life would have been hard to save! Although this wound has festered now, it will not endanger your life. Think about it, you have hunted so many wild animals, some running on the ground and some flying in the sky, and part of their resentment when they died has turned into your evil obstacles. What appears to be a festering wound at the moment is actually the appearance of evil obstacles, which are difficult to cure.
After hearing these words, Liu Duanping shuddered: What's the matter? Cannot be cured.
Of course there is a way to alleviate the evil obstacles.
Please enlighten me, the eminent monk, what can I do?
The monk helped Liu Duanping walk from the steep slope to the gentle slope and asked, "Can you do it if I tell you?"
As long as the wound can be healed, what can't be done?
Well! I will remind you, first, you must completely stop killing from today on, not just large animals, but also small animals such as insects; second, you must release more animals to reduce your own killing karma. ; Third, if you release animals such as birds, snakes, and frogs, don’t eat them again from now on. If you stick to these three things, the wound will heal within three months. However, if you forget about the pain after the scar is healed and continue to commit killing karma in the future, then the disease will recur.
It can be done. Liu Duanping knelt down with a healthy leg and wanted to thank the monk, but in the blink of an eye, the monk disappeared. After that, he followed the monks' instructions and abstained from killing and released animals. Sure enough, within three months, the ulcerated wounds had scabbed and healed.
Li Gui also quit hunting for a living because of Jinpen, but where can he release the pressure of life? He thought that only by learning butchering from Wu Yi could he make enough money to support his family.
This idea quickly led him to find Wu Yi, who was selling meat at the third stall in the market. His hands were oily and his face was shiny and a little red. His slightly bulging eyes like lightbulbs only stared at the pork for sale at the butcher stall and the customers who came and went for a brief browse.
At this moment, Li Gui came. He thought that Li Gui was here to buy meat. After asking, he found out that he had other matters to see him. He was not very interested and made Li Gui wait for a long time. After doing a few transactions, customers came one after another. The ground spread out, and there was a gap in time. Only then did he remember that Li Gui was still standing in front of the meat stall, and asked if he had anything specific to do.
Li Gui said, I am unemployed and will never hunt again. You know the reason why I don’t hunt anymore.
Wu Yi listened indifferently and did not answer. He wiped his oily hands on the rag on the corner of the desk, took out two cigarettes from the basket under the chopping board, and handed one to Li Gui. Li Gui waved his hand and said No, I immediately realized that I was rude. Since I asked Wu Yi to become an apprentice to learn butchering, why didn't I even buy him a pack of cigarettes? Are you sincere? He blamed himself secretly and looked away from him in shame.
Wu Yi put the cigarette back into the cigarette case in the bamboo basket, lit another one, and took a deep breath. Then a faint smoke came out of his nostrils, and Wu Yi, shrouded in smoke, looked a bit hazy and mysterious. He looked at Li Gui and asked: If you don't hunt anymore, what will you do in the future?
Wu Yi, I also want to start a career in butchering, and I would like to take you as my mentor, okay? Li Gui went straight to the topic.
Wu Yi, who was holding a cigarette butt between his fingers, suddenly laughed dryly and said, "Li Gui, you are not going to compete with me, are you?" You have robbed me of the hunting business, and now I am coming to rob you of the butchering business. No, no.
Wu Yi turned sideways to face him and took another deep drag on the cigarette, and a trace of smoke floated out of his nostrils. He said: Li Gui, can't you do other professions?
There is no basis for doing anything else. When Li Gui saw a customer coming, he retracted his words.
The customer browsed for a while and then left. At this moment, another one came and left. Wu Yi asked the customers who came to browse what kind of meat they wanted. They looked at the meat table and most of them shook their heads.
