Wife, I'm the Kids' Dad

The first time she saw the monk, she had yet to take human form. The monk smiled at her and said, “Amitabha, benefactor. This humble monk does not take life.” Yet heaps of corpses lay at his feet, and the river had turned red. The second time she saw the monk, he smiled and said, “Don’t worry, benefactor. I’ll send your child to the King of Hell so you can reunite.” So she fought back, and survived. The third time she saw the monk, he said to her child, “Be a good boy. Call me Dad.” She was furious. “Monk, don’t even think about it! You’ve clearly abandoned your vows!”