Tian Lan sat on the ground crying, "Master Shikong, I trusted you so much, why did you do this to me?"
She explained the matter in fits and starts.
That day, Tian Lan lost all her money playing cards and was in a bad mood, so she threw stones into the river.
"Damn it, why is my luck so bad?"
A monk radiating golden light approached and said, "Benefactor, all beings suffer. Please do not take your own life. There are many people in this world just like you."
"Come join us, find like-minded friends, and you'll have a long future ahead of you."
The monk handed her a flyer. Tian Lan looked down and saw, "A Buddhist ceremony?"
Tian Lan went there out of curiosity. There were many old men and women there, listening attentively to the monks talking about the philosophy of life.
Tian Lan became more and more engrossed in listening. Master Shi Kong was so handsome, and his voice was so pleasant. He had touched her heart.
The Buddha said: There are eight sufferings in life: birth, old age, sickness, death, love, hate, separation, and so on. You can't escape them or let them go. You can only save yourself.
"If I don't go to hell, who will? I will save you from hell."
Tian Lan swallowed hard. "Master Shikong is so loving and selfless. After listening to the Dharma assembly, I admire him more and more. I never expected that he would give me insects to eat."
Lin Xi fell into deep thought.
The person who cast the curse was Jiang Yuanyuan's senior sister, but where did Master Shikong come from? He doesn't look like a proper monk.
She asked, "What does this monk look like?"
Tian Lan recalled carefully, "I couldn't see his face clearly. Master Shikong was surrounded by golden light, and his whole body radiated compassion. As soon as I saw him, the Great Compassion Mantra automatically echoed in my mind."
“Sarva Sattva, Namo Vasattva, I can sing them all.”
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