A pork butcher near Veluvana. For
forty-five years he plied his trade, killing pigs in such a way as to retain the
flavour of the flesh unimpaired. When death approached he saw before him the
fires of Avīci and roared with pain. For seven days he grunted like a pig,
crawling on all fours, and no one could prevent him. The monks told the Buddha
of the noises they had heard when passing the butcher's house, and the Buddha
explained how retribution had fallen on Cunda commensurate with his wickedness.