Buddhist story: Various aspects of the world: the father's death

Father's death

I was born in Confucianism, and from my great-grandfather to my father, all of them are Confucianism.The books collected in my home are all collections of classics, history, and texts, and posts, etc., and have not been found in any Buddhist scriptures.In the main hall of my house, I offer Guanyin Bodhisattva.When I was young, I liked to read Yinzhi, books on encouragement, and various popular novels. I also liked to read Journey to the West. I also learned to recite the six-syllable mantra of Omani Bami Hum that Master Xuanzang often recited, thinking that he could subdue monsters and ghosts.When Xuanzang of Tang was killed, Guanyin Bodhisattva came to rescue him. So every time I recite Guanyin Bodhisattva with fear and fear, I chant Guanyin Bodhisattva, and my fear disappeared.Classmate He Ruizhi, who is a doctor and a Buddhist, must go to Guanyinyan, Jingshan County to worship Guanyin Bodhisattva at the beginning of every year.I also went with him to worship three or four times.One day, I went to my aunt's house in Hexi. When I crossed the bridge, I accidentally fell into the river. I was rescued and did not drown. When I got home, I suddenly fell ill. The fever was crazy. The medicine was ineffective. My parents were worried. I asked the wizard to pray, commonly known as the soul collection. I was unconscious. On the bed, I suddenly saw several carrying husbands, who were black and ugly. I carried the bamboo sedan chair and pulled me into the sedan chair. I walked like flying. I recited the holy name of Guanyin Bodhisattva. Sure enough, Guanyin Bodhisattva appeared and walked in the sedan chair.When I arrived at a large hall, I entered through the side door and passed several corridors, I saw that there were cutters, fried, burned, and beaten. The various forms of suffering were shocking.When I arrived at the back hall, I saw a king sitting in a high seat with a serious face. Si Shu was standing next to him. I was ordered to kneel in front of the hall. The king asked Si Shu if this life had been over. Si Shu opened the book to check. At this time, I went to the table and peeked at the book. One page of it contained my father's name, indicating that I died on September 15th that year. When I saw my name, I seemed to be forty-nine years old.Si Shu told the king that this person's life span was not over, so he asked the king to let him go back.I kowtowed and begged to reduce my lifespan by ten years and increase it to my father. The king did not allow me and sent me out of the hall. I was still sitting in a bamboo sedan chair, as if flying in the air. Guanyin Bodhisattva was walking forward with a sedan chair. Suddenly, he saw my roof colliding with the sedan chair. A fire flashed and I woke up. I saw my parents sitting in front of the bed. I asked for a bowl of tea to drink it. I felt that the disease had been cured suddenly.I dare not tell my parents what I saw in my drowsiness.Unexpectedly, on September 1st the next day after I got sick, my father fell ill. He died suddenly until the fifteenth day of the illness.So I explained to my mother what I had experienced and seen in my drowsiness when I was sick, and my mother and son believed in Guanyin Bodhisattva more firmly.(This article is excerpted from a post by Mr. Li Zikuan about my cause and condition of learning Buddhism and the facts of protecting the teachings. The original text was published in the 42th volume of Haichaoyin Monthly on February 28, 1st and February issues of Haichaoyin Monthly)