Chapter 659: Golden Body of Great Vow

"Baoguang Dazun, what's wrong?" After seeing Xu Changqing enter the outer nine veins, he stood still without moving. His expression was solemn, as if he was thinking about something. The Pure Land Buddha next to him couldn't help but show doubts, and he would have misunderstood his intentions, saying, "The people who enter the outer nine veins of this ring of city for the first time will feel a little uncomfortable. This place is so mixed, it is simply like the impure and ungrateful place mentioned in the Buddhist scriptures."

"It's very good here, very comfortable," Xu Changqing smiled calmly and said calmly.[]

When everyone heard Xu Changqing say this, they couldn't help but be stunned. For these gods and Buddhas in the Buddha realm, the environment here is like a cesspool, and they would never think it would be a comfortable thing to stand in the cesspool. However, they didn't look at Xu Changqing's expression as if they were lying, so they couldn't help guessing the true meaning of Xu Changqing's words according to their own ideas. Perhaps it was a coincidence that Xu Changqing's very ordinary words made the sword arhat and others understand it, and they put their Buddha's heart equal to the mortals in front of them. The high-ranking state of mind in their hearts also changed, thus entering a Buddhist state of equality for sentient beings, which made their Buddha's heart improve to varying degrees.

"Thank you for your advice." No one expected that he would gain something after taking the first step with Xu Changqing. He naturally felt grateful in his heart. They all leaned over and bowed to Xu Changqing and thanked him.

"Let's go." Xu Changqing nodded slightly, then slowly squeezed into the crowd, followed the crowd, and walked towards the place where the fire had been on the previous fire, and the rest followed.

Although the mortals living under the pedestal did not establish various complete orders and laws that suit them like those living in high-rise buildings, they still had a certain social structure, some people had status, and some were at the bottom. They followed an extremely primitive tribal rule, and each small building group was a tribe, and there must be an elected person in charge of the tribe. When disasters, fights and other accidents occurred, they would stand up and direct the people in their house group to work together to solve various problems. Bo Ji was the manager of such a house group.

The fire in the house was like a common occurrence for Bo Ji. After extinguishing the fire, he directed people to drag the bodies out of the ashes, placed them neatly aside, carefully wrapped them with a yellow hemp blanket, and wrote the six-character mantra on the blanket with red paint.

The mortals living in the nine vehicles outside seem to be interested in anything, as if they were walking corpses, always had an indifferent expression on their faces. Only when they really encountered something that could affect their mood would they reveal strong emotions that were closed deep in their hearts, such as when facing life and death.

After the body was placed, Bo Ji quickly cleared out all the burned materials for the house, leaving only the parts that could be used, and then rebuilt a frame of the wood that had been prepared long ago in its original location. Although it had not been completely built, it had already begun to take shape. A large number of people who had no place to live in the news here and rushed over, hoping that they could be qualified to live in the newly built house. What Bo Ji had to do was to select people who were useful to his house group. The first one was naturally the ascetic, followed by the craftsman, followed by the young women and men, and finally the elderly and children.

"Why can't you find a monk who comes to recite scriptures?" When Bo Ji selected the newcomer, he suddenly learned from the subordinates who sent him to ask for the monk who recite scriptures to be saved.

Reciting scriptures for those who die is the most important part of the entire ritual of salvation. Without this ring, those who die cannot be reborn in the Pure Land. Among the nine vehicles outside the city, most of the people who know how to understand the ** are living in high-rise buildings, and only a few monks who believe in asceticism live under the pedestal. Such a few monks are really a drop in the bucket for tens of millions and hundreds of millions of people living under the pedestal.

Bo Ji thought about it and asked again: "What about those who can read the chant and read the rebirth of **?"

"There are people who know how to be reborn, but no one has ever accepted a legitimate return."

Because there are few monks, people living under the pedestal find an alternative method, which is to allow some ordinary people to accept the Three Jewels Refuge Initiation that ordinary monks can perform, and then replace the monks. This practice alleviates the dilemma of the few monks being scarce to a certain extent, but in such a living environment under the pedestal, there are still few people who are qualified to receive the Three Jewels Refuge Initiation. Since those ascetic monks are willing to give up all special treatments and are willing to stay under the pedestal, it means that they are firm in their hearts and will never waver for the external things, nor will they choose ordinary people to perform the Three Jewels Refuge Initiation, so there are very few people who replace them.

Bo Ji looked at the people around him who were gradually showing an uneasy expression and said, "This matter cannot be delayed. If the body is not handled as soon as possible, the consequences will be unimaginable. Let everyone gather some donations and we will go to the seat to ask the monks to come down to preside over the burial ceremony."

Bo Ji has been the head of the house group since he was twenty years old. He has been sitting in this position for almost forty years. The accumulation of time has made him far more wise than others. He can easily see the uneasy and dissatisfaction expressions of the bystanders around him about the corpses being placed for so long and not properly handled. In such a dirty environment, storing the corpses for too long will not only cause plague, but also cause psychological panic and anger among ordinary mortals around him, especially the relatives and friends of the victims. Because in their opinion, it is impossible for the deceased to be comforted by normal funeral rituals to truly rest in peace and be reborn in the Pure Land. These victims will eventually become a kind of resentful soul, not only hurting themselves, but also hurting others. At least in previous experiences, countless disasters caused by not following the deceased smoothly.

When Bo Ji's nephew heard this, he couldn't help but shout, "What? Go to the monks to take? How much charity do you need? I'm afraid that everyone's money is not enough to get together, and they have to spend money to bribe the watchdogs. This is another large amount of money. If you count it like this, it's probably difficult for this house to be completed in a short period of time."

The mortals in the Buddha world living under the pedestal of a high-rise building called the people living on the pedestal. When monks are urgently needed and monks are insufficient, the people below will pay to bribe the guards guarding the gate of the superior and drag him to invite the monks to come and preside over some rituals that monks can preside over. The money used in the Nine Vehicles outside the city is a scaly crystal formed by the cremation of special ants growing in the desert of the Buddha world. This crystal is very beautiful and can even be compared with gems, but it is just beautiful. It is for the practice of the Buddha world.

For those who have no use, they can only serve as decorations for the monasteries of various city-states. However, mortals do not know this. When they saw that the temples use this crystal as a Buddha statue and a decoration of pagodas, they thought that this thing is very important to the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, so this crystal was initially used by mortals as one of the seven treasures of donation. Over time, because the system was established, all city-states hoped to have a unified currency, so they chose to use this crystal for offering Buddha as a currency that was unified in the Buddha world.

Bo Ji seemed to be talking to himself and said, "It seems that I should go to the ant nest."

The special ants are called sand-eating ants. Because they live in groups and are fierce by nature, they are very dangerous to capture. There are countless mortals who die under the mouth of sand-eating ants every year. However, every time the poor people are forced to have no choice, they will still venture to the ant nest to capture these ants to extract coins.

"No, Uncle, your current body is just to die when you go to the ant nest. Let me take someone there," Bo Ji's nephew stood up and patted his chest and said.

Bo Ji naturally would not agree to his nephew's trip. He knew very well that it was the season for sand-eating ants to lay eggs. At this time, sand-eating ants were the most ferocious. The danger of going to an ant nest is more than ten times that of the past. Although the Bo Ji family has many descendants, the only one who can be valued by him is the only nephew who is respected by him. He trained this nephew as his heir, so naturally he would not be willing to let him risk his life.

"I wonder if I can help me?" Just as the two were in a stalemate, a hoarse, old voice suddenly rang beside Bo Ji. When he turned around, he saw a strange traveler group. The center of the group was an ugly ascetic who was covered with leprosy. On the shoulders of the ascetic, there were two very unlucky black crows, and there was a lame dog and a hairless old monkey at his feet.

This person was Xu Changqing. He did not walk directly towards the direction of Sumi Lingshan as others thought, but walked to the temporary morgue of the fire victims, as if he was preparing to help.

However, Xu Changqing's kindness is not understood, mainly because he looks like an unpopular wandering artist no matter how he looks like. Although Bo Ji felt that Xu Changqing was very unusual, he just thought that he wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to get close. Fortunately, after the new house was built, he would be qualified to move in.

Bo Ji, who had already made up his mind, shook his head at Xu Changqing and politely refused, "It's better to stay away from it, it's very messy here, it's not good if you bump into you."

Xu Changqing did not leave because of this, but instead said with a smile: "I have accepted the refuge of the Three Treasures and can praise you."

"Have you accepted the refuge of the Three Jewels?" Bo Ji looked at Xu Changqing in confusion, his eyes full of disbelief. Although there is no obvious sign of the mortals who accept the refuge of the Three Jewels of the Country, most of them will endure the blessings of no disasters and blessings. Even if they cannot be invaded by all diseases, they should not be covered with leprosy like Xu Changqing.

"Let me try it, anyway, you can't find anyone else who can recite the scriptures now." Xu Changqing knew what the other party was thinking, smiled and said.

Hearing Xu Changqing's words, Bo Ji, who was not going to pay attention to the other party, hesitated for a while, thought for a while, nodded and said, "Then you give it a try."

Xu Changqing nodded, walked past a group of busy people, came to a large area of ​​neatly arranged corpses, and then sat on the dirty ground without any hesitation. The crows, dogs and monkeys transformed by sword arhats and others stood quietly in their respective positions, like guardians. After seeing them, people felt strange and also felt a hint of inexplicable sacredness.
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