Reincarnation

In the warm spring of March, the Grand Canal was calm and tranquil, with boats passing by like a multitude of fish crossing the river.
A small, green-leafed boat weaved among the many high-spanned, wide-planked vessels, drifting with the current like a living creature.
On this light boat sat a monk, a layman, and a boatman.
"I have been traveling with Master Yu for a long time, but I do not know where your sacred mountain is?" asked the merchant-looking man at the stern.
"I dare not accept the title of Master. I am merely a novice monk practicing asceticism at the White Horse Temple." The young monk on the boat wore a worn-out blue robe and still had a somewhat childish appearance. Upon hearing the address, his face immediately turned red. He had a broad face, a straight nose, drooping eyebrows and ears, and eyes that shone with a Buddhist light. Even sitting on such a swaying boat, he never forgot to hold the Vajra mudra in his hands. Every time he looked around, his eyes were filled with Buddhist light, and he had a truly dignified and solemn appearance.
Such a young monk, so proficient in Buddhist teachings, was certainly not just an ordinary novice. The merchant, his face weathered and travel-worn, must have known many people; seeing this, he merely smiled and said nothing.
Suddenly, the large ships ahead turned around and blocked the canal.
The small boat had now reached the area between Lu and Yue, a narrow and turbulent section of the canal. Once the large ships passed, the small boat would have no way to pass. The boatman, a seasoned veteran of storms, bent down, swung his oar, and plunged it into the middle of the river, bringing the small boat to a complete stop.
The four official boats that had been sailing south to purchase grain, which had been parallel ahead, began to move together, forming a continuous line. Someone on the official boat banged a gong and shouted, "No sailing! No sailing!" "Sir, what's going on? Why are you blocking the river?" The merchant pulled a small silver ingot from his waistband and threw it at the official boat.
"The Dragon King on the river ahead is sucking up water, and has already crushed several large ships. I reckon the boat won't be able to pass before nightfall tonight." The crew member on the official boat looked around, grabbed a silver ingot and stuffed it into his pocket, answering with a beaming smile.
"Thank you, sir, for your trouble." The merchant cupped his hands in thanks, then turned to the people on the boat and said, "Master, it seems we won't be able to reach Sizhou today." "This humble monk is fine." The young monk nodded in reply, "It's just that the flood ahead might add to the misfortune, Namo Amitabha." "Master, have mercy." The merchant quickly composed himself.
"This humble monk would like to try to quell the flood." The young monk thought for a moment, then stood up.
"This... Master, the dragon sucking up water is no small matter; even a ship weighing ten thousand catties cannot withstand its sucking and churning..." Before the merchant could finish speaking, he felt the small boat sink slightly at the other end, and he swayed. The merchant quickly sat down and grabbed the rudder. Upon closer inspection, the young novice monk in blue robes leaped from the small boat, gliding sideways between the official boats across the floating debris.
He walked on the debris as if on flat ground, reaching the edge of the giant whirlpool in moments.
The enormous whirlpool was over three zhang wide, its waters swirling violently, creating massive white waves, its power overwhelming.
Many on the official boats had already seen the young monk; his tiny figure standing outside the whirlpool was like an ant against a tree, a grain of sand against Mount Tai.
The people on the boats were both shocked and furious: "Where did this little monk come from? He doesn't know his place, daring to mess with the dragon's whiskers just because he has some skill! How can his Buddha protect him from the might of this raging wave?" The young monk clasped his hands together, chanting Buddhist prayers as he walked into the crest of the wave. The giant wave didn't care whether he was a monk or a Taoist; one wave crashed down, threatening to engulf the young monk in an instant.
The people on the official boat couldn't bear to watch the little monk die, and they all turned their heads away.
"Splash!" Suddenly, a gray figure flew out from the whirlpool and landed on the side of the boat, splashing into the water with a loud thud.
"It's Li Si! It's Li Si from the Class C boat, quickly pull him onto the boat!" Suddenly someone recognized the gray figure.
As soon as the words were spoken, more gray figures flew out, one after another, the splashes of water echoing.
Li Si was pulled onto the boat, and fortunately, he was a good swimmer. He only had to cough up a puddle of dirty water before he could catch his breath.
"I thought I was going to die here because the Dragon King had sucked me into the river sand. How... how did someone pull me out of the water?" After a long while, Li Si finally spoke.
"Could it be that little monk?" the others exclaimed in surprise.
Li Si opened his palm, revealing a small piece of blue linen. Embarrassed, he said, "I was a little dazed just now, and I felt someone pulling me, so I grabbed at it a few times." "No mistake, that little monk's robe is this color."
"Li Si, you must have accumulated good karma in your past life to have met a living Buddha!" A group of boatmen knelt on the official boat, kowtowing and chanting Amitabha Buddha towards the whirlpool.
The events on the boat are omitted, but the little monk in the whirlpool had wide, unobstructed eyes, seemingly able to see without being hindered by the waves. He had apparently cultivated a divine Buddhist skill, 'Divine Eye'.
In the murky whirlpools and towering waves, he accurately grabbed one drowning person after another and tossed them out. In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, he had pulled out dozens of people. Their bodies were gradually sinking to the bottom. The young monk, who couldn't swim, had relied entirely on his inner energy to walk on the planks. Now, sinking into the water, he had nothing to hold onto and could only plummet downwards like a boulder. For more exciting content, please follow:
At this moment, he was trapped by the increasingly deep silt, his breath exhausted, and there was no way to breathe in the water. He was in grave danger!
Suddenly, the whirlpool above him parted, and fresh air rushed into the riverbed.
The young monk exhaled a breath of stale air and quickly looked up at the surface of the water.
He saw a figure on the surface sheathing his sword, the dark blade slowly swallowed by the emerald green scabbard.
"Master He, thank you for your help," the young monk said, pressing his palms together in greeting.
The newcomer was none other than the great hero of Sishui, He Du, the Determined Blade. The long sword in his hand was ranked fourth on the weapon ranking list and was the number one sword in the Southern Martial World, 'Spring Wrath'.
He Du only needed to draw his sword once to split the giant whirlpool in two, revealing the riverbed. The sharpness of his swordsmanship and the depth of his inner strength were breathtaking.
"Luckily, Qingjun sent me to fetch you, otherwise you, little monk, would have perished in the river. How could I explain that to your master, the Venerable Nihua?" Dressed in an ochre-colored outfit, He Du lunged towards the riverbed as he spoke, the sound of his clothes whistling through the air, yet his voice remained clear to the little monk. In
the blink of an eye, he had already grabbed the little monk by the collar and pulled him out of the sand.
At that moment, the whirlpool surged back in.
He Du slapped his right hand, Spring Fury, and a surge of sword energy, almost tangible, shot up from his body, a black blade flashing, and the giant wave was once again split in two. He Du, long sword in one hand and the little monk in the other, floated lightly to the shore like a bird.
In this entire process, not a single drop of water touched his body.
The foolish little monk reached the shore and bowed to He Du, saying, "Namo Amitabha Buddha, I am He Jushi, how have you been?" He Du laughed heartily, "Great monk, you are usually so unrestrained, drinking and eating meat. How did you raise such a pedantic little monk like you? You're covered in mud and sand, yet you're all so polite." The little monk was ashamed and lowered his head. He didn't defend himself but first defended his master, "My master only occasionally has unrestrained words and deeds, but he has always observed the precepts and worshipped Buddha. He has never, never drunk alcohol or eaten meat." "This time, for my family's grand wedding, I invited you three times and five times, but I couldn't invite the great monk. I only sent you, a little monk, to attend the ceremony. This is very unreasonable. I will definitely come to your temple to demand an explanation in the future!" He Du found the little monk cute and teased him.
"My master didn't want to come, but... but..."
"Hahaha, it's just that your master broke the precepts and was confined to the temple by the abbot, not allowed to leave, is that right?" "No..."
"Little monk, a monk cannot speak carelessly."
"Amitabha, Amitabha." The little monk could no longer speak, and could only clutch the prayer beads around his neck, no longer replying.
He Du laughed again, pulling the little monk towards the two fine, green horses tethered to the canal bank.
"Little monk, can you ride a horse?"
"This humble monk has never ridden one."
"Teach me now!" He Du lifted the little monk onto the horse's back, then ignored him and leaped onto another horse, purely wanting to tease the little monk.
Who knew that the little monk, sitting on the horse, only panicked slightly, then immediately put his hands together, lowered his eyes, and began chanting Buddhist scriptures, while the horse remained motionless.
But who rides a horse without holding the reins? He Du smiled and shook his head, assuming he had used some kind of immobilization technique, then spurred the horse forward: "Little monk, come with me!" The little monk gave him a foolish look, and the horse, without any control, naturally galloped towards He Du's back. For more exciting content, follow
He Du as he rides, glancing back to see the little monk's awkward situation. The young monk sat calmly on the horse, not holding the reins, letting the horse run freely, and the horse galloped straight towards him. He marveled, "To control the horse's direction without reins, could this be the sixth of the six supernatural powers of Buddhism, telepathy? I didn't know this telepathy could even reach animals." The young monk chanted a Buddhist prayer again, "Layman He, you have keen insight. Telepathy can reach all sentient beings in the six realms. Although the horse is in the animal realm, it is still a sentient being." "No wonder your master often told someone that he had found a prodigy disciple who was a reincarnation of a Bodhisattva. Young monk, you have already comprehended the second of the Buddhist supernatural powers at such a young age. You are truly a born Buddhist, with a limitless future," He Du exclaimed.
The young monk said solemnly, "This humble monk has failed to learn how to ride a horse and yet presumptuously uses supernatural powers. I am truly ashamed of the talent bestowed upon me by the Buddha, and I hope you will forgive me, Layman He." "You little monk are too dishonest! You clearly possess a talent that others would kill for, yet you pretend to be dull-witted!" He Du laughed as he reprimanded the young monk, but inwardly he sighed, "I wonder when I will have the good fortune of a great monk and find a worthy successor." The two riders rode off in a cloud of dust, heading straight for He Family Village outside Sishui County.

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