The Wizard’s Fairy Tale

　　 Once upon a time, there was a hermit who lived in a forest at the foot of the mountain, spending time in prayer and doing good deeds all day long. In order to worship God, he has to carry two loads of water and mountains every night. The wind on the mountain is tight and there is very little water. Even wild birds that are afraid of humans will hover in the air, using their sharp eyes to find drinks. Animals and plants are nourished and watered. Because the hermit was so pious, an angel of God appeared. He went up the mountain with the hermit every day and counted his steps. After he finished his work, the angel gave him something to eat, just like the old prophet followed God’s instructions. The decree is the same as feeding by the crow. The hermit was always so pious, and finally he got old. Once he saw a poor criminal being taken to the gallows from a distance, only to hear him mutter to himself: "That man deserves his sin!" That night, when he was carrying the mountains on the water, the angel who often accompanied him was missing. After that, no food was brought to him. He was terrified, and quickly reflected on himself, thinking that he must have committed a crime and offended God, but he didn't even think about it. So he lay on the ground without eating or drinking, praying day and night. One day, he was crying in sorrow in the forest again. He heard a bird singing to his heart's content. His voice was so sweet. His mood suddenly became even more sad. He said: "Look how happy you are to sing, God has no life. Your anger, alas! If you can tell me how I offended him, I can atone for it, so that my heart will be happy." Only after the bird said, "You have done something unrighteous, you curse He was taken to the gallows, so God was angry, and only he has the right to judge! But as long as you repent and reform, God will forgive you.” Then the angel appeared beside him again, holding a dry branch in his hand. , Said: "You should take this branch with you until three new green buds come out from it; but when you sleep at night, you have to put it under your pillow. You have to go door to door to beg for your bread. Stay in the same room for more than one night. This is God’s punishment for you."

　　 The hermit took the branch and returned to the world where he had been long gone. All he ate and drank was the charity he got at the door. But many people ignored his begging, and some people simply didn't open the door, so he sometimes didn't even get a bit of bread. One day, he went to beg from house to house again, but no one gave him anything from morning till night, and no one wanted to keep him overnight. Finally, he walked into a forest and found a man-made hole in which he was sitting. An old woman. So he said: "Good-hearted old woman, let me stay at your house for one night!" He only heard the old man answer: "No, even if I want to, I dare not. I have three sons. They are savage and vicious. They are going out now. The robbery has gone, and when they come back and find you here, we will be over." The hermit said: "Let me stay! They won't harm you and me." The old woman Bodhisattva was heart-hearted and moved by him. After entering, the hermit lay down under the stairs, with the branch under his head. When the old man saw this, he asked him why. He told her that he had to wander around with this branch for repentance and that he would use it as a pillow at night. He said that he had seen a poor criminal taken to the gallows, but he said he was. It was the sin deserved, so it angered God. The old man burst into tears when he heard it, and only heard her say: "If God punishes you only for saying a wrong sentence, what will happen to my sons when they are judged by God?"

　　 In the middle of the night, the robbers went home with a loud noise. They lit the fire, and the cave immediately brightened. They happened to find a person lying under the stairs and furiously yelled at their mother, "Who is this guy? Don't we forbid anyone to take in?" Just listen. The mother said, "Don't move him, he is a poor man, and is paying for his sin!" The robbers asked in unison, "What did he do?" "Old guy," they shouted, "Tell us. Your sins." So the old man got up and told them how he angered God with a word, and now he has to repent of his sins. His words deeply moved the robbers. They were afraid of what they had done, and began to reflect carefully, sincerely repent, and determined to change. After the hermit made the three men repent, he returned to the stairs and lay down. The next morning, they found that he was dead, and three green shoots grew high on the dry branch under his head. It turned out that God showed mercy again and took him to heaven.