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Fairy Nun

In the eyes of teachers and classmates, Hua Xiaoliang, the star of hope, suddenly fell ill

By Aynaz SabooriPublished 3 years ago 4 min read
Fairy Nun
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In the eyes of teachers and classmates, Hua Xiaoliang, the star of hope, suddenly fell ill. Xiao Liang had a strange disease, headache, weakness, no energy, and was not interested in anything, his father took him to seek medical advice, from the township hospital to the provincial hospital but did not know the cause. Later, Xiao Liang did not even bother to eat, all day dazed, in a half-asleep, half-awake, occasionally raised his eyelids, eyes are also scattered, lying in bed, dying.

Poor Xiao Liang's parents, their hearts were broken and they wanted to trade their lives for their son. A kind-hearted woman from a neighboring village came to remind Xiao Liang's mother that there was a fairy nun in the eastern town of Qipanling who was psychic and saintly, and who spoke from her belly and knew about spooky things, so why not go and ask her. Liang's father is a propaganda member of the township, and the state cadres, do not believe in this set, Liang's mother hid from him, and secretly run to beg the fairy nun.

Hua's house is more than 20 miles away from Qipanling, Liang's mother got up early and walked for nearly two hours to the fairy nun's place, just after dawn. Ryo's mother next to the back, also carefully sat down, silently wiping the slight sweat on her forehead.

After more than an hour, the sun was already present in the sky, and then it was Ryo's mother's turn. The room of the immortal nun was in the inner room of the hall, separated by a curtain, and Liang's mother lightly picked the curtain, holding her feet in, and saw an old woman lying on the bed, her hair coiled into a bun, her face pale. In front of the bed stood a table for the porcelain statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva, with her head in the light of Buddha, holding a purifying vase in her hand, bowing her eyebrows, and nodding her head in compassion. She felt the clouds of sorrow spreading over her heart and silently recited the words: Amitabha Buddha.

The mother was about to speak when she heard a slightly hoarse voice: You should have come a long time ago, thanks to the blessing of the Bodhisattva, if you had been a step later, your son's life would have been saved. The mother stared and held her breath and saw that the woman's mouth had not moved and that the voice had indeed come from her belly, so the mother immediately called out: "Please have mercy and save my son's life! Before the words were finished, tears came pouring out. The woman said calmly to herself: heavy rain, heavy rain, this child how so confused, this place that is the road that people walk, so deep water grass, look, fell into the water, my goodness, drowned only a bit of head hair in the outside, fortunately, life yo, bodhisattva bless yo, or up, three souls drowned two and a half souls, only half of the soul is still in the body, heavy rain oh, so heavy rain. The mother cried: Bodhisattva, fairy nun, save my son, a great kindness, I will never forget!

The woman fumbled, took out a handkerchief from under the pillow to wipe sweat, seems to be very strenuous, and seems to have just been drenched in her self-willed rain, eyes still tightly closed, continue to say: this pond called peach-shaped weir, there is a crescent bay behind the pond, two miles from your home, May 5, heavy rain, weir mouth rupture, blocking your little bright school road, the child to school anxious, take the back of the pond, do not want to fall into the bay mouth, the child fell into the water, still awake, grabbed the But the soul is frightened, three souls scared off two and a half souls, the soul can not find a home, but also behind the pond waiting for his body, a soul is still in the water, you hurry home, tomorrow morning to the back of the pond, first with a wood rake to rake up your child's soul, and then call your child's name, bring them back to your child, remember, must get up early, the soul is afraid to see the living, but once the living appear they will be scared away, then find It will be more difficult to find them. The mother thanked him profusely and wanted to bow to him, for she knew the names of the places and landscapes that the woman had mentioned, and she knew them perfectly. She gave the woman the 50 yuan she had with her, and the woman's family did not resist. When she wanted to see more of the nun, she was urged to leave the house by the people who came after her.

When she went home, she got up and went to the pond as soon as midnight passed, calling out while raking and walking.

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Aynaz Saboori

How to explain? How to understand? What do we do with all the injustice?

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