How could people not be surprised when an ascetic who used to sit here with me suddenly had an increasingly powerful aura today?
Could it be that the true Buddha has descended to the world?
The true Buddha has come to the world. This is the name for reincarnation in Florida.
The commotion here had attracted the police. Three patrolling policemen pushed through the crowd and rushed towards the two people in the center.
Du Can ignored him and slowly raised his hand, with a golden light flashing on his palm. The old lady felt the threat of death, stopped holding Du Can's thigh, and turned around to run.
But the next second her body was fixed in place, and a voice full of Buddhist meaning came into her ears.
"Sins vary in size. The Buddha is willing to redeem the sins of all living beings, but the methods of redemption are different. Since the donor has the heart to atone for his sins, the Buddha also has the intention of mercy. Dying without illness and pain is atonement."
All sentient beings are inherently endowed with Buddha nature, which is pure in itself. Not recognizing it is delusion, and recognizing it is enlightenment.
If you can achieve great enlightenment, it would be a good thing.
Whether to redeem evildoers has been a topic of debate for thousands of years even in Buddhism. Each sect has its own views and interpretations. Some believe that educating evildoers is a great merit, while others believe that the angry Vajra kills evildoers.
Based on this, different factions have very different approaches on how to prevent evil people from doing evil again.
The Great Leiyin Buddhist Sect belongs to the sect of salvation, killing one demon to save one person.
Du Can didn't know whether the other party had really repented or not. Because human hearts were unpredictable and fickle, he himself had not become a Buddha, nor could he predict the future.
Therefore, eliminating evil is the most direct and effective method.
"Do not move!"
When the police arrived and saw this, they drew their guns and pointed them at Du Can.
In recent years, as the changes in heaven and earth have become more and more severe, the public security systems in various regions have long been updated. As the violent department responsible for maintaining urban order, the police are well aware of the destructive power of monks.
They had already sounded the alarm, and soon monks from the company came to help.
Du Can naturally would not pay attention to what mortals say. He slapped the old lady on the forehead with his palm. The force penetrated through her skin and skull and instantly turned her head into a paste.
A wisp of soul was extracted, containing the memory of buying and selling children.
At the same time, the bullet had already been fired, and the sense of crisis forced Du Can to react, dodging the bullet. The bullet eventually hit the guardrail by the river, or fell into the river.
At this moment, the onlookers finally realized the danger and fled in all directions with screams.
The police looked at the fallen body, sweat on his forehead, and kept urging on the intercom: "There are casualties, there are casualties, please send monks quickly."
Du Can looked at the guns in the police's hands, searched his memory for a while, and said, "Gun? How could a mortal thing be so powerful? Amitabha, the two officials, I kill evil, not people, and I kill people to save people, please don't misunderstand."
He held his fingers upright and chanted the Buddhist name in a low voice, which made him look like a Buddhist master.
This made the police undecided and they could not continue shooting. They changed their minds and said, "Master, killing is against the law. Even the bad guys cannot be killed casually. Please do not resist in vain. Come with us and accept the investigation."
"Why?"
Du Can began to search his memory again, and then he understood, "I was reckless, but I am not bound by the government."
In modern society, the law is perfect, and even cultivators cannot kill people at will. In the world of cultivation, although cultivators cannot kill people at will, they can do it as long as they have a reason, and the government will not pursue their responsibility.
Du Can did not think that he needed to be bound by the government. Besides, according to the law, it was very unlikely that he would be sentenced to death. Even if he was sentenced to death, it would take several years to go through the process.
He looked down at the body on the ground, bent down slightly, and said, "Amitabha, since the donor's sins have been eliminated, I will help you to be reborn."
After saying this, Du Can turned around and left, disappearing on the night river.
A few minutes later, a foundation-building monk fell from the sky, and only a corpse and several policemen were seen.
After understanding the cause and effect of the incident, the monk immediately reported it to his superiors.
The murderer is most likely a new reincarnation.
Three days later, in a village in the mountains of Florida.
There are continuous terraced fields, and farmers wearing straw hats are doing spring ploughing. Suddenly, a cry of "the child is stolen" echoes throughout the village.
Countless farmers holding sticks were chasing a monk following the sound. The monk was running wildly while holding a half-grown boy, who was struggling frantically.
The monk was thin but walked very fast. Even the villagers on motorcycles could hardly catch up with him. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from the villagers' sight, leaving only a couple crying and holding each other's heads.
A villager called the police and half an hour later a police car entered the village to investigate the situation. After learning about the monk's appearance, they attached great importance to it.
A news story about a monk snatching a child became a hot search topic for several hours.
An ordinary family in an apartment building.
Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong.
The doorbell kept ringing, and a sloppy middle-aged man struggled to stand up from the sofa. The table was full of empty wine bottles and cigarette butts.
"Who is it?"
He looked through the peephole and saw a monk in yellow standing outside. Monks have a high status in Florida, so the man opened the door without thinking too much.
"Master, if you want vegetarian food, you may have to wait a while. I just..."
The middle-aged man said halfway, and then he turned his attention to the young man next to the monk. For some reason, she felt a sense of familiarity, reminding her of her son who had been missing for many years.
Du Can pushed the boy forward and said, "Amitabha, donor, is this your child?"
"Child?" The man was stunned for a moment, then grabbed the boy like a madman, and saw the birthmark on the back of his neck while he was screaming.
"Son. It's my son! Hahaha, wife! The child is back! Our child is back."
"Wife! Why don't you say anything? My child, the one we miss so much."
Du Can looked up and saw a jar of ashes and black-and-white photos placed in the living room.
He remembered a question he had asked his master: Would killing evil people go against the compassion of a monk? Wouldn't it be more in line with Buddhism to educate them?
At that time, the master replied: Killing is indeed contrary to the compassion of our Buddha, but when I see the victims, I feel that killing is justified.
"Amitabha, killing people is to cut off karma, killing evil is to save people."
He turned and left, heading to the next location.
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