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The Precious Scroll of Incense Mountain, Part 2 119
across so they may be reborn in your land.’’ When the bodhisattva
Kṡitigarbha had heard this, he promptly took these nuns with him
and they went to the Pure Land.
Turn around and you promptly ascend the shore of bodhi,
No fear there for the iron-faced devils of the Underworld!
Namo Guanshiyin pusa
The bodhisattva Kṡitigarbha rose up into the sky and left,
Followed by the nuns, carried by clouds under their feet.
The princess at this time experienced an increased zeal,
And with the youth and maiden continued traveling on.
The world of the hells had become a realm of free roaming,
And the earth-prisons had become palaces of pleasure.
The heads of the eighteen hells came out to welcome her,
The judicial officers of the Three Offices all received her.
When the princess walked on and came upon a bridge,
Golden bells and jade chimes all resounded together.
There by the bridge, Grannie Meng offered tea and fruits, 19
And with three cups of tea, her spirits grew even higher.
From the river below the bridge, the sinners cried out—
‘‘From what county and what village do those people come?’’
The guardian of the bridge bowed to her and replied:
‘‘These are all people from the world of light who sinned.
Being rich and noble, they thought they would live forever,
And so with fiendish deception, they harmed good people.
During their lifetimes, they did not do anything good,
And now it’s too late for remorse as they must suffer.
When they died, they had no meritorious deeds to help them,
And still aren’t allowed to come before the Lord of Shade.’’
When the princess had ascended the bridge and looked all around
her, she one moment heard weeping and crying, and the next moment
heard sweet music. She then asked the youth and maiden:
‘‘What’s the cause of this weeping and of this music?’’ The boy and
girl replied: ‘‘That music is the music from the halls of the Ten
Kings. That weeping is the weeping from below the bridge across
the Alas River.’’ When the princess had been told this, she leaned
with her jade-white hands on the bridge’s balustrade, and with her
kind eyes observed the situation below the bridge. She indeed saw a