In the previous life, my younger sister was envious of female celebrities who married "living Buddhas" and joined the upper class society, and insisted on going to Bhutan to become a "concubine". My persuasion was fruitless, but she pushed her down the cliff, leaving no trace of her body. When I opened my eyes again, I went back to the day when my sister first had this desire. In this life, I want to see if, without my obstruction, her "Buddha Mother" path leads to a prosperous road or to the eighteenth level of hell.
