"You don't pray for boundless mana to help the world?" Maitreya looked at the rat demon in front of him and couldn't help but wonder. According to his wishes, many people first learn mana to save people, or live forever, or have a bite in their chests. Of air.
"Master, I'm just a mouse." The rat demon faced Maitreya's gaze and looked down at his two front paws. He is a mouse. How can I go to Purdue!
"You are more human than Liu Erhei and Liu You!" Maitreya looked at the self-doubt rat demon, and couldn't help but nodded to him.
"Really?" Hearing Maitreya's words, the rat demon's black peasy eyes suddenly lit up, and the whole body's demon spirit rose from the surface of his body as if he had been stimulated in some way.
"Really." Maitreya nodded. With his affirmation, the demon gas on the rat demon suddenly exploded into light smoke, and then a foot high appeared in the smoke, wearing a black short coat and shorts with round ears. , Looks Zhou Zheng, a little buck-toothed, and a young boy with a thin tail behind him.
"Thank you, Master, thank you, Master." The rat demon suddenly became a humanoid. Although I don't know why, but in my heart, he felt that it should be Maitreya's help, and he quickly bowed in surprise.
"This is your own practice. Don't thank me. Just remember that in the future, if you are deceived and ambiguous, you will turn back into a mouse, and even become uglier and uglier. If you concentrate on practicing, you will surely become a positive result. ."
Although Maitreya has never heard the oral story, but seeing the rat demon become human because of a word of his own, he also knows that the principle is similar to that of his meditation and spiritual practice in the past. If there is no hindrance in hanging, and there is no lag in thoughts, then you can regenerate supernatural powers.
"Thank you for reminding the master, the villain remembers." The rat demon respectfully bowed to Maitreya again.
"Next, I will explain to you how to practice liberation!" Maitreya nodded to the rat demon, and then told him how to practice liberation.
Maitreya first taught three poisons and eight sufferings to the rat demon, and then taught the three no-misses, six paramitas, and then recited to him the "Buddha Talking about Immortal Life Sutra" from the Pure Land Three Sutras, and told him his own understanding, and taught him to hold the name. He is self-employed when he recites Buddhism.
It was the first time that Maitreya gave a lecture about the forty-eight wishes of Amitabha Buddha and the beauty of the Pure Land world. It was a bit obscure, but there were also some insights.
Maitreya finished the scriptures until the sun was bright and the sun was up to noon. If the rat demon could not remember it, he could go to the bookstore to find a book, but he must not steal and chew the book. Be careful to prepare yourself after practicing. respectively.
"Before leaving, the villain has one more thing I want to ask the master for help." When the rat demon was leaving, he remembered another thing, so he turned around embarrassedly and asked Maitreya again.
"Let's talk!" Maitreya looked at things one after another, and didn't have any impatience. Although the mouse hides in the dark, dirty and smelly, but this rat demon is mature in thought and an interesting person, he can give tolerate.
"Master, please give me a name!" The rat demon's expression was a little ashamed.
"If you don’t say that, I forgot to ask you. So you don’t have a name yet. Let me think about it. The mouse is the first in the Chinese zodiac. When it is a child at the twelve hour, then you will be called Ziman! I hope you can If you want a surname, you can take Liu You’s surname. If you don’t want it, go and find one of the other surnames.” Maitreya looked at the somewhat shy rat demon, and couldn't help being a little amused.
"Then I will be called Liu Ziman, Liu Ziman, thank you Master, Master, I am leaving." The rat demon Liu Ziman couldn't help being overjoyed when he listened to Maitreya's words. With the appearance of Zhou Zheng and the height of the small man, he showed a bit of naughty nature.
"Well, let's go! I'm leaving too." Maitreya looked at Liu Ziman who seemed to be a child, and waited until he watched him jump away before turning around and heading for Jinling.
Unlike the chaos in Guobei, Jiangning and other places, Jinling City is still prosperous and peaceful, at least on the surface. People here are discussing and saying that Jinling will hold the Ci Hang Fa conference recently. People are very happy.
There were discussions about the Cihang Fa conference everywhere. Maitreya didn't have to go to the city, and when he asked someone on the road, he knew that it was Master Cihang Pudu, the protector of the country, who was coming to Jinling to hold the Fa conference.
"Cihang Pudu, what a big name!" After listening to the explanation of the people in the city, Maitreya couldn't help but cast his eyes slightly, because he remembered that it seemed like the centipede in the ghost of a Chinese girl who was doing harm to the world, seemed to have this name, and then Protecting the identity of the country's law chief is really hammered.
Maitreya thought about the Cihang Fa conference and inquired about the newly built Cihang Hall outside Jinling City. However, when he passed by a roadside tea house, he did not want to hear from the crowd. There was a cry of mourning.
"Master is here today, you still dare to deny it." A very majestic voice came.
"Master Qingtian, the little man really didn't lie. The man had a big head and half his body. He walked from the old man, and the old man's head rolled off his shoulders, and blood splashed on me. It's full, villain..., it's really not the villain's fault, the big guys can watch it all!" The howling voice stopped slightly, and then this person explained in a crying voice, and at the same time brought a burst of agreement.
"Absurd, not to mention the whole world, how can there be a person with a head as big as a body, that person just walked by the old man, how can you be sure that he cut off this old man's head? According to the master, I’m afraid it’s you. When everyone sees this old man's donkey and sheep, make money and kill him!" There was a hint of reluctance in his majestic voice.
"Can you ask the poor monk to see!" Listening to the debate in the tea house, Maitreya felt that he was killed. He couldn't help but pull the crowd and squeeze in. The tea house was surrounded by a few strong men in silk clothes. In the tea house that was open on three sides, there were corpses covered with white cloth on the ground. The tea owner and tea guests knelt down on the ground, and one of them was sitting high under the guards of two men with swords.
"Poor monk Zimi, who came from the east, can you ask the poor monk to take a look at the corpse?" Maitreya swept around the people in the tea house, holding a meditation stick, and saluting the man sitting high.
"Can a monk perform an autopsy?" The man protected by a man with a knife dressed in a brocade robe, with a beard on his lips, could not help but his eyes flashed when he looked at the monk who appeared suddenly. It's not easy for monks to congregate at will.
"Slightly fancy one or two." Maitreya didn't pack the ticket, he just listened to the speech just now and felt something in his heart.
"Then look at it!" The man nodded when he saw that Maitreya was very angry.
After obtaining the man's consent, Maitreya had just passed the guards outside the tea house, entered the house next to the corpse, lifted the white cloth on the corpse, and saw an old-faced man lying on the ground.
The eyes of the corpse were wide open, and the head should have been put back later, but it was not right. The blood splashed on the ground under him, flowing everywhere. Maitreya took a close look at the marks on the separation of the corpse. , I saw that it was as flat as a mirror, and it was indeed cut by Feijian.
(End of this chapter)