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- Book 16 - Encounters with the World of
Spirits
- By Grand Master Sheng-yen Lu
- Translated by Janny Chow
- Copyright© Purple Lotus Society
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Chapter 8 - Consulting The Town God At Penghu
The vice captain of our unit, Wei Ch'ing P'ing, and I were assigned
to fly to a military base in the Penghu Islands to do some surveying.
Mrs. Wei's maiden name was Hsiao Feng Huang, and she was a devotee
of Kuan Yin Bodhisattva, while Wei Ch'ing P'ing himself was an atheist.
Everyone in our surveyance team knew that I was a Buddhist, and
as the flight we were on was just about to take off, Wei Ch'ing
P' ing looked at me curiously and asked,
"I've heard that you are a devoted Buddhist, is that true?"
"Yes, I am. How about you?"
"Me? I don't believe in any religion. I feel that as long
as one follows one's own conscience and does not hurt anyone, there
is nothing that one needs to be afraid of. I have had people preach
to me several times before, and they only talked about how faith
can bring one salvation. Christianity, Buddhism, they are all the
same. My wife wanted me to worship the Kuan Yin, but I feel that
having respect in my heart is enough. All that burning of incense
and bowing are too much of a nuisance."
"Vice Captain, you have a point there, but only if everybody
is as kind-hearted as you are," I conceded. "But perhaps
there are some people who can experience the presence of Bodhisattvas."
"Are you referring to making predictions and fate-reading?
Ha, ha! I will believe it when I see it. People have told me that
you can do Spiritual Divination. I won't really believe it unless
you can demonstrate it for me. Perhaps you find me very stubborn,
but I need hard facts. If your predictions come true, I might even
become a devout Buddhist!"
The short flight from Shui Nan Airport to the Makung Airport at
Penghu took only thirty minutes. Up in the air above the Makung
Airport, the plane moved in the turbulence of the huge dusty wind
of Penghu. Looking out of the airplane window at the blue ocean
below, I saw a beautiful scene of tumbling white waves lapping against
the sandy beach. A short while later, the plane was gliding along
the runway. That night, the vice captain and I stayed over at the
Wen Shih Hotel, a moderate sized hotel where one could hear the
whistling of the ocean wind outside (a typical feature of Penghu
according to the doorman at the hotel). Local products included
a particularly large strain of peanuts, dried scuttle fish, and
wen shih (a type of marble-like rock indigenous to Penghu). It was
only during our initial scouting of the town that I discovered that
the vice captain and his wife had once stayed at Penghu. Back then
Mrs. Wei's health was quite poor, and she had prayed at the local
Kuan Yin Temple for an improvement of her health. When we returned
to the hotel, it was only 9:00 p.m.
This was too early to go to bed, but there was no place to go for
entertainment. At this time, the vice captain reached into his pocket
and grabbed a handful of one dollar coins. He turned his closed
fist downward and extended it in front of me, "Let me test
you and see if your divination ability is any good. If you can guess
how many coins I have in my palm, I'll believe in the Buddhas. If
you are wrong, how about treating me to a movie at the Dragon Palace
Theater? Just give it a try!" This sudden challenge took me
by surprise. Although I did not like people posing such frivolous
tests to the gods, I cannot avoid such probings. So I quieted down
my mind and focused all of my attention on my "spirit current."
With my palms joined, I recited silently, "Disciple Lian-shen,
a practitioner of the Primordial Ultimate Correct Dharma, is respectfully
inviting any deity in the vicinity to come to me. I need help with
a problem." I recited this repeatedly in my mind. Before long,
from the mid-air a god descended. He was wearing a bright and colorful
dragon robe and a black gauze cap, the kind worn by feudal officials.
With myriad auspicious lights radiating from him, he was impressive
looking. Of course, he was not visible to the physical eyes of the
vice captain, and I, during that period of time, could see most
of the gods and ghosts with my third eye. Buddhas and immortals,
such as my spiritual master, Mr. Three-Peaks-Nine-States, who resided
in the Formless Realm, were invisible to me then; nevertheless,
I was able to see gods who were assigned with duties.
"Dharma master, I am the town god of Penghu. Since you have
called upon me using a method of the Correct Dharma, what can I
help you with?"
"I am really sorry to have troubled you. My vice captain is
challenging me to find out how many coins he has in his palm. Could
you find out for me?" I felt that I should be the one to be
blamed for having troubled the town god over such a minor matter."
"What a trifling matter! How can you be so foolish!"
"Well, town god, if I get it right, I will be able to bring
one more person to Buddhism. In that sense, it is a good deed and
not that trivial. Please help me just this time, I won't bother
you again," I spoke respectfully.
"There are fourteen of them." In a flash the town god
vanished.
So I spoke to the vice captain, "There are fourteen one dollar
coins."
Vice Captain Wei Ch'ing P'ing opened his fist and started to count
the coins, for he also had no idea how many there were. When he
reached the thirteenth, only one was left in his hand. There were
exactly fourteen coins! The vice captain gave me a look, "Amazing,
how accurate! I will keep my promise and become a Buddhist. When
we have time, I will accompany you to all the temples here in Penghu
to pay tribute to the Buddhas as well as to thank them for fulfilling
the wish of my wife."
Vice Captain Wei indeed kept his promise. When we finished our
assignment, he took me to visit all the temples in Penghu, which
included the Kuan Yin Temple, the Nan Ping Temple, the Ocean Spirit
Temple, the Matzu Temple, the Lord Tung Liang K'angfu Temple, the
Yin Yang Temple, the Hsti Chen Chiin Temple, the Paoling Temple,
and at the end, the Town God Temple. When we arrived at the Town
God Temple, some people were chanting the sutras, and the Town God
of Penghu was sitting high up on the altar. When he saw the two
of us walk in, he got up from his chair at once and said to me,
"So you are Lian-shen, the disciple of Mr. Three-Peaks Nine-States.
No wonder you knew how to use the invocation method of the Primordial
Ultimate Correct Dharma. Sorry I didn't recognize you."
I spoke to the town god, "Oh don't say that. I have come especially
to thank you for helping me out. Now the vice captain has become
a Buddhist. Much credits have to go to you if one day he realizes
Buddhahood."
"Oh, I am flattered." The town god was very courteous
to us, and I saw the ghost attendants on both sides wink at us.
After returning to Taichung, Wei Ch'ing P'ing had a complete turnaround
from his previous behavior and became a devoted Buddhist. He printed
for free distribution, a thousand copies each of the White Robed
Kuan Yin Divine Dharani and the Surangama Mantra. He also set up
a shrine at home for worshipping and making offerings to the Buddhas
and Bodhisattvas, and I consecrated his shrine for him. At that
time Wei Ch'ing P'ing had three sons and hoped to have a daughter.
His wife became pregnant and gave birth to a beautiful baby girl,
which brought him great happiness. Mrs. Wei's health also steadily
improved. In the end, the vice captain's faith in the Buddhas even
surpassed his wife's.
Of course, the accurate reading of the Spiritual Divination had
much to do with the generation of strong faith in Wei Ch'ing P'ing.
At the same time, I taught him how to do meditation and awaken the
"soul" in his body. Now the vice captain also has developed
some psychic ability. On one assignment trip out of town, he met
a local earth god who reported news from home to him and whose information
turned out to be very accurate! If any readers still have doubts,
please look up Wei Ch'ing P'ing, who lives near the Farmers Electric
Company at South Gate Bridge in Taichung, and have this incident
verified. If one still refuses to believe and still regards this
book as a fairy tale, then there is nothing I can do about it!
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