Chapter 17 Lianbao and Magic

Zhang Yan woke up leisurely, opened his eyes, and the red burning top reflected into his eyelids. It is engraved with countless mysterious runes, which are golden and seem to flow slowly around a huge bell-shaped object in the center of the top. The bell-shaped object emits a red and pure flame, quietly and abnormally suspended on the top.

Gently turned his head, and Zhang Yan found that the place was spacious and bright with a range of more than ten feet, and the walls were also red like flames, flowing like clouds.

The temperature here is also mild and pleasant, warm and comfortable. Zhang Yan was about to turn his head to the other side, and a crisp and happy voice suddenly sounded in his ear, "Okay, okay, I finally woke up, and now someone is finally playing"

Zhang Yan was shocked, but saw a child about seven or eight years old sitting beside him.

This child, with a pair of crescent eyes dark and flexible, a pair of shallow dimples on his white face, braided head, a golden collar on his neck, and a red gold-rimmed belly pocket on his small body. At this time, he was looking at Zhang Yan with a smile.

What a lovely child, whose child is this... As if thinking of something, Zhang Yan suddenly struggled up and said excitedly, "I'm not dead?"

"No" The child with braids shook his head and shook his braids. "You can't die here."

"Then this is..."

"Of course, the first floor of the exquisite pagoda is away from the red flame." The child with a bright smile, and the crescent moon's eyes almost narrowed into a crack. "If you have any doubts, just ask. I haven't spoken for a long time. Since you're awake, let's have a good chat."

The exquisite pagoda!

Zhang Yan was shocked, his eyes became confused for a moment, and he said in surprise, "Why am I here..."

"It's Lianbao and Xiaobing who saved you. Well, that's Xiaobing." The braided child named Lianbao stretched out his white and tender hand and pointed to the corner behind him.

Zhang Yan glanced at him, but saw a handsome young man in black sitting cross-legged in the corner behind the child with braids.

The young man in black closed his eyes and his long black hair casually spread behind his back. A long and narrow face is as white as a beautiful jade, which is extremely handsome. The thin lips tightened, forming a beautiful arc, giving people an indescribable evil and shady temperament.

The young man in black suddenly opened his eyes, and his blood-red pupils seemed to have a black lightning, shooting out a cold and terrible light.

Zhang Yan's eyes were painful, like being pricked by a needle, and he quickly turned his head. I was stunned. Did this teenager save me? What a scary look...

I only heard the teenager in black say, "Try Xiaobing again!" There was a chill in the hoarse voice, but it was said to Lianbao.

Lian Bao wrinkled his nose and muttered softly, "Do you have to call you a demon? That sounds so bad."

The young man's eyes were cold, glanced at Lianbao, and then his eyes were full of light. He closed his eyes and stopped paying attention to Lianbao.

Zhang Yan didn't dare to look at the teenager in black, but he was shocked, demon? Is it the demon who fought with the Buddha and was suppressed here?

"Yes, he is the demon suppressed here by Buddha." Lianbao seemed to see through Zhang Yan's mind and smiled brightly at him with a pure and innocent expression, "Introduce me, my name is Lianbao. As for the little... Well, you can call him a demon,"

Zhang Yan sat up straight, looked around, pinched his thighs, and said in surprise, "Xiao Lianbao, am I really not dead?" From waking up to now, Zhang Yan thought he was dreaming, but everything in front of him reminded him that this was true, and he couldn't help believing it.

"Hmm!" Lianbao nodded fiercely and said with a smile, "What, you still don't believe it? That's because the devil and I saved you. How could let you die? If you say it, I, Lianbao, have no face to live."

"So, what about them?" Zhang Yan is talking about Yu Mantang and others. At that time, Yu Mantang's dark blue flying sword came, and Zhang Yan's eyes were black. He thought he was dead, but he didn't expect that it was Mo and Lianbao who saved him. At this time, knowing that he was still alive, Zhang Yan naturally couldn't help asking others.

"They? You mean those who want to kill you, of course, run away in dismay. Humph, they are so weak that they dare to come to my Lianbao's territory. However, those who don't know are innocent, and this time they will be forgiven. "They are fiercely braided, and Lianbao's little face is disdainful, which looks very cute.

When Zhang Yan heard the words, he looked at the lotus treasure in front of him again. Braids, red belly pockets, a gold collar around his neck, and a pair of dark and clear crescent eyes. This is obviously a seven- or eight-year-old child. How can this become his territory? Did you also get rid of those monks?

"You don't believe it?" Lianbao grinned and his dark eyes were round. "I am the golden lotus in the Buddha's hand. My magic power is shocking and regrettable. It's easy to destroy them! If I had known you didn't believe it, I would have arrested them all..."

Is it transformed by Lingbao Jinlian? Zhang Yan thought that when the vision in the sky appeared that day, a large area of golden lotus sprinkled endless brilliance. Is that Jinlian the little boy in front of her? It's ridiculous.

"No wonder Buddha said that a thought of stupidity is Prajra, and a thought of wisdom is Prajna. You are too stupid to have no Buddha nature, which is hopeless!" Lian Bao said angrily when he saw that Zhang Yan still had an expression of disbelief.

"He is magical!" The demon who had been sitting in the corner suddenly opened his mouth and said coldly, and his eyes were still closed.

Zhang Yan was stunned when he heard the sound, "What is a demon?"

"If you don't respect the sky and don't worship the earth, you will be a demon!" The magic smiled coldly, and his smile was as charming as a blooming poppy.

"Don't listen to him. The devil is a bad guy." Lianbao raised his little face and was anxious, "I just lied to you to play. Don't think that you are magical and go to practice demons."

Zhang Yan was stared, looking at the lotus treasure that had changed like a person in front of him, and glanced at the black clothes, like a young demon. He said doubtfully, "I don't know Buddha and demons. How can I practice?"

Lianbao breathed a sigh of relief and said angrily, "This little... demon will harm people. Those who cultivate demons are all kinds of evil, bloodthirsty and ferocious. How can they make... what's your name?"

......

"My name is Zhang Yan." After answering casually, Zhang Yan asked again, "What about the Buddha?"

"Leaving here" Lianbao took a strange look at Zhang Yan. Then I suddenly realized, "I thought you were talking about my master. So you are asking what a Buddha is.

A thought flash flashed in Lianbao's clear eyes, paused, and then said, "To put it simply, Buddha is a person who regards all sentient beings as equal, has compassion and cultivates great wisdom."

Equality of all sentient beings? Compassion? Zhang Yan suddenly felt angry when he remembered the despicable behavior of those monks. He shouted, "Since all sentient beings are equal, why do those monks want to kill innocent people? Why do they destroy my house, coerce me, and kill me?"

"So they are not Buddhas! They are no different from demons. Lian Bao looked at the excited Zhang Yan in surprise and comforted him carefully, "You are too angry and your blood is unstable. Although I have treated your whole body for you, you are still very weak. Don't be angry. Thousands of lamps are not as good as a heart lamp. Buddha often tells me this."

Zhang Yan found that his seriously injured body had recovered as before. At this time, he was told by Lianbao and couldn't help thanking him, "Little Lianbao, thank you."

Lianbao, who frowned and smiled, hurriedly shook his white and tender hand and smiled, "You're welcome. Lianbao, I don't like to hear people praise me the most."

Zhang Yan was stunned. Unexpectedly, the little boy was so cheeky. He frowned and asked, "But why did you save me?"

Now it was Lianbao's turn to be stunned, reached out and stroked his braids, and said stupidly, "I have known you for a long time. How can I not save you?"

After a pause, Lianbao patted his cheek and suddenly realized: "I always see you coming to hunt in the mountains. Of course, I know you. I thought you knew me."

"How can you see me here?"

Lianbao shook his head proudly and sighed, "Stop, stop, don't say, I'm hard to think."

Turning his head and saw that Zhang Yan was not moved by his words, he was still puzzled. Lianbao was discouraged and explained, "This Buddha and demon boundary can perceive outsiders, but I can see the whole Wanzhong Mountains here. Do you understand?"

Isn't it clear by Xiaolianbao every time he goes into the mountain? Thinking that I sometimes stand naked and swim in some ponds and take a bath. Zhang Yan's face was hot and embarrassed.

"Haha, I didn't watch it. Oh, you're shy." Lianbao came alive again, rubbing his stomach and laughing, " According to your algorithm, I'm 600 years old. Even if I look at you stripping, it's not too much, haha."

Zhang Yan looked at the lovely lotus treasure and suddenly poured into a warm current in his heart. It felt wonderful. In an instant, he came to his heart and couldn't tell why.

Even if everything in front of you is so incredible, you are still alive and will come back one day! Lianbao and Mo were naive and cold and silent. They were actually saved by the two of them. Is this God's will? Zeng Fuzi often said that blessings and misfortunes rely, and the things in this world are really wonderful...

sudly~~

The silent demon suddenly said coldly, "Would you like to cultivate demons?"