Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 1651 sacrifice oneself to testify
Ding Ermiao also found it inexplicable. Buddhism is so vast that it can help the world, so why is there such a desolate scene in the heaven?
These people are so miserable that they don't feel like they are in heaven, they are simply in hell.

"Since this is the territory of Buddhism, where has the compassion of those masters gone?" Ji Xiaoxiao asked in confusion.

"Be careful, go and take a look before talking." Ding Ermiao warned, and walked slowly with Ji Xiaoxiao.

Guo Zhanbi felt that it was not appropriate to show his face, so he hid himself in the sword.

Under the city wall, when those suffering people saw Ding Ermiao and Ji Xiaoxiao, their eyes lit up, and they knelt down and begged, saying: "Two kind people, please give some charity, we haven't eaten for many days. "

Ji Xiaoxiao stopped and asked, "Is there nothing to eat here? But we don't have dry food on us either."

"Two good people, please be merciful and give me whatever you want." Those people still begged, pitifully.

Ding Ermiao smiled and said: "There are thousands of palaces, countless temples in the city, and the wine and food are fragrant. Why don't you go in and beg? We are also passing by. Where can I give you anything?"

"Although there is something to eat in the city, we can't get in." The beggars said weakly.

"Uh, is that so?" Ding Ermiao was not in a hurry and said, "Can you buy things with gold and silver here? I can give you some gold and silver so you can buy something to eat."

The beggars shook their heads again and said, "There is no need for gold and silver here. Gold and silver are the least valuable things."

Ji Xiaoxiao became interested and asked, "So what do you use here?"

"Use relics. Only relics can be used to buy food here." The beggars said.

Ding Ermiao and Ji Xiaoxiao looked at each other in confusion.

This heaven is really extravagant, and they even use relics as currency for transactions.In terms of preciousness, this relic is even rarer than diamonds in the world.

"I'm sorry, we are not Buddhists and we don't have relics on us." Ji Xiaoxiao shrugged and said.

The beggars all showed disappointment, and fell to the ground exhausted one by one, continuing to stare at the sky in the castle in a daze.

"Amitabha, good and good..."

Suddenly, on the official road to the west, an old monk wearing gray monk's robes walked up. He was skinny and holding a Zen staff. He chanted the Buddha's name and walked slowly.

"A Buddhist master is here, a Buddhist master is here!" The beggars cheered and ran over together, surrounding the old monk.

Ji Xiaoxiao grabbed Ding Ermiao and whispered: "It's weird, this old monk didn't bring any luggage. He definitely doesn't have any dry food with him. Why are the beggars running over so eagerly?"

"Maybe not. Besides, even if he doesn't have anything to eat, he still has relics." Ding Ermiao smiled.

"Did you see the relics on the old monk's body?" Ji Xiaoxiao pulled Ding Ermiao and said, "Let's go over and watch the excitement."

"Okay, let's go take a look." Ding Ermiao smiled, followed Ji Xiaoxiao and walked slowly, looking at the old monk and the beggars outside the crowd.

The beggars gathered more and more, numbering about three to five hundred, and they immediately surrounded the old monk.Moreover, there are beggars coming in a steady stream from a distance, scrambling for the first place, for fear that they will run slower and not get any benefits.

"Amitabha, I am merciful. Donors, don't tear up the old monk. Let the old monk arrange everything one by one." The skinny old monk was surrounded by the beggars, and his robes had been torn.

"Old monk, we are not the benefactors, you are the benefactor. Please show mercy and save our lives!" The beggars kept shouting and shouting.

The old monk sighed, waved his hand slowly, and a handful of rice grains were scattered in the sky. After falling to the ground, they turned into fist-shaped rice balls.

The beggars cheered, let go of the old monk, and scrambled for the rice balls from the ground. Regardless of the dust and dirt on them, they stuffed them into their mouths and devoured them.

The old monk had some magic skills, and he carried a lot of rice grains with him. He kept throwing them out, and while the beggars were grabbing food, he walked slowly towards the city gate.

Unfortunately, beggars are numerous and have huge appetites.The rice balls that landed on the ground were eaten one by one by the beggars, and they were eaten clean in an instant.

Although the old monk kept throwing away the food, it was far from enough for the beggars to share.The beggar behind ate the rice ball, then quickly ran to the front and blocked the old monk's way.

The old monk's movement was blocked, and it took him a long time to walk two feet away.

Ding Ermiao and Ji Xiaoxiao watched coldly and found that some beggars had eaten dozens of rice balls in a row and their stomachs were very bloated, but they still pestered the old monk and continued to ask for them.

"Er Miao, these beggars are a bit greedy. They wish they could eat a year's worth of food in one day. I don't think this old monk can get out of the circle of beggars." Ji Xiaoxiao said.

"I'm afraid they are still greedy behind." Ding Ermiao nodded and said, "Keep watching and see how the old monk escapes."

The old monk was still throwing rice grains, but his face was no longer as calm as before.Besides the expression of compassion, there seemed to be a hint of fear.

"I guess the old monk doesn't have much food reserves and his confidence is low. Look, there is sweat on his head." Ji Xiaoxiao said.

Ding Ermiao smiled, nodded silently, and continued watching.

Sure enough, Ji Xiaoxiao was right. The old monk threw a few more handfuls of rice, clapped his hands, and said loudly: "Dear donors, the remaining grain in the old monk's body has been used up. Please disperse."

Where are the beggars willing to disperse?They all gathered around the old monk, tore his clothes, and shouted: "Old monk, you are a Buddhist, you must have relics on your body. Just be a good person and take out the relics!"

The old monk's tattered monk's robes could not withstand the tearing, and without much effort, he looked half-clothed, even more tattered than those beggars.

"Donors, listen to me." The old monk raised his hands and shouted: "There is indeed no relic on my body. If there were, I would have given it to you long ago."

A bearded beggar grabbed the old monk and shouted: "You are a Buddhist and have been a vegetarian all your life. You must have relics on your body!"

"Yes, you must have relics on your body!" The beggars clamored and shouted: "Old monk, you are a monk, don't you show mercy and just watch us suffer?"

For a time, the voice was loud and the crowd was furious.

Ji Xiaoxiao was startled, and then she realized that when the beggars said that the old monk had relics on his body, they meant that they were in the old monk's body!
"Er Miao, are these people going to kill the old monk and take his relics?" Ji Xiaoxiao asked.

"Buddhism emphasizes extreme compassion, feeding one's body to tigers and cutting one's flesh to feed eagles. I estimate that this old monk cannot escape death and will definitely sacrifice his life to attain enlightenment." Ding Ermiao said.

(End of this chapter)