When the Yellow-Browed Old Demon heard of the New Buddha, he thought for a moment, then asked another question:
"Junior brother, with the New Buddha descending into the world, did the Buddha appear?"
Ao Tu said, "The Arhats and Bodhisattvas all came, but I don't know whether Tathagata Buddha came. I didn't dare linger. After listening to that Buddha's scripture, I left early."
The Yellow-Browed Old Demon said, "What scripture was it? Could you recite it for me?"
Ao Tu smiled. "You're my senior brother, and I'm your junior brother. We're as close as family, so of course I can tell you."
With that, Ao Tu recited ten lines of scripture.
The Yellow-Browed Old Demon listened, entranced, and praised it again and again.
Ao Tu, however, stopped.
The Yellow-Browed Old Demon hastily asked, "Junior brother, what came next?"
Ao Tu said, "I've been traveling for days, and I'm worn out. I can't remember just now."
The Yellow-Browed Old Demon secretly seethed at this, but still said, "Junior brother, please eat. Someone, take this human flesh away and bring some mountain delicacies and wild game."
The little demons hurriedly carried the human flesh away. The moment they were outside, they began madly fighting over it and ate it clean. Then they brought in some delicacies.
Ao Tu ate.
The Yellow-Browed Old Demon also prepared a first-class meditation room for Ao Tu to stay in.
Thus, the splendors of nature mingled in harmony, and the handle of the Dipper turned through its cycle.
Spring's warmth, summer's abundance, autumn's bounty, and winter's storing passed.
The days of spring came around once more.
A ridge of peach blossoms, half a stream of misty water. So much wind and rain, boundless feeling. Mountain hues deep and pale, birdsong crisscrossing. Fragrant flowers spread their embroidery, butterflies