Chapter 41 The world calls me, Amitabha

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"Grandpa's iron-making skill was well-known, and even the best hunters customized short knives and long bows here. Little tiger, you don't know that the boy killed the beasts in the mountain with the bow and arrow made by his grandfather.

"Grandpa, you are bragging again."

"Bad boy, where is grandpa bragging? Unfortunately, the boy doesn't know where he has gone. Why don't let him tell you about grandpa's craftsmanship, that's absolutely..."

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In the twilight, the grandparents slowly stepped on the grassy path and slowly walked into Messi Village.

Decades have passed, and this simple and undisputed village has become a ruin. In those years, the rising cooking smoke, the sound of chickens and dogs from all households, and the sound of little children chasing and playing... All of a sudden it disappeared.

The spreading weeds seemed to swim among the rubble in fear, and the collapsed houses were like an overburdened old man, lying in the loess and probably could no longer stand up.

The sunset is like a red glow of blood, and the grass is fading away.

The grandparents suddenly stopped talking and looked at everything in front of them. They didn't seem to believe their eyes and were speechless for a moment.

The village door is full of old intentions. Who will send the few things?

"Grandpa, is this really our old home? OK..... OK..." Xiao Huzi's eyes widened, as if he wanted to find a word to describe everything in front of him, but he couldn't find it for a while, and he looked very anxious.

"Yes... Yes." Grandpa's old cheeks became very lost, his spine seemed to have collapsed, and his back unconsciously bent.

"This place is so scary."

Little Huzi finally found a word to describe the scene in front of him, but he didn't know that the words fell into his grandfather's ears, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.

He pointed around with his fingers and said excitedly, "In the past, there was an old locust tree, and behind the old locust tree was Sanwa's house. His mother's pancakes were the best..."

Grandpa took his grandson's little hand and struggled to avoid the grasses and walked to the depths of the village step by step. As he walked, he pointed out whose family used to be, who had several children and a few acres of fields...

When he walked to a barren grassland where no traces of houses could be seen, he suddenly stopped and was silent for a long time before saying bitterly, "This... used to be our home!"

Little Huzi stared around and couldn't help shouting, "Grandpa, you lied to me again. There is not even a tile here. Where did the house come from?"

"There used to be a house here."

This is not what Grandpa said, but a young man who suddenly appeared. He was tall, but his eyes were small and smiled, giving people a very friendly feeling.

The grandparents were obviously a little surprised by this uninvited guest. Grandpa couldn't help asking, "Brother, how do you know?"

The young man looked at the old man in front of him with a complicated look and said slowly, "Uncle Hong, I'm Baocai, Zhang Baocai."

The old man suddenly became very excited. He trembled and said, "You are Zhang Yan's cousin, the little fat man living in the town!"

The young man was Zhang Baocai. He smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm not fat now."

"Grandpa, Grandpa, who is this big brother?" The little tiger pulled the old man's sleeve and asked curiously.

Zhang Baocai picked up the little tiger, rubbed his head, and said with a smile, "I'm your uncle Baocai."

Xiao Huzi was obviously not afraid of being born. He stared at Zhang Baocai in the blink of an eye and suddenly asked, "Uncle Baocai, is my grandfather very good at hitting iron?"

Zhang Baocai was stunned and then smiled and said, "Of course, in Meixi Village, your grandfather was the best to strike iron. Even the bow knife used by my brother Yan to hunt in the mountains was made by your grandfather."

Little Huzi shouted, "Wow, grandpa is so awesome that he didn't brag."

The old man is Hong Daquan. Decades later, he has changed from Kong Wu's powerful man to an old man with his cheeks full of folds. At this time, when he heard his grandson's praise, he couldn't help smiling proudly and sighing, "Years are unforgiving. Grandpa is old and can't beat him again."

"Uncle Hong, you are not old."

Zhang Baocai was obviously extremely happy to see Hong Daquan. When he was a little fat man, every time he returned to Meixi Village from Cuishan Town, he was always held in Hong Daquan's arms and played with him. At this time, it was also the purest memory of his childhood.

He also came from Longyuan City today. Originally, he was accompanying his parents in the cold building city, but he received the news from Lan Rongruo. Now he took his parents, Liu Nuoxuan, Bai Luo and Xue's sister and brother back to Longyuan City. As soon as he entered Longyuan City, he was sent by his master Wang Daoqi to visit the traces of his cousin Zhang Yan, and then he met Hong Daquan's ancestors and grandchildren in front of him...

Hong Daquan waved his hand and suddenly asked, "Where's your brother Yan? Why didn't that boy come with you?

Zhang Baocai shook his head and said, "I'm also here today to find Brother Yan."

Hong Daquan was obviously extremely disappointed. Thinking that in those years, he and Zhang Yan had forgotten their friendships. One was fighting iron, the other was hunting, drinking wine, and sharing meat together. Life was extremely comfortable. Nowadays, when people are old, they miss their old friends very much.

"Let's go, Uncle Hong, let's go to Brother Yan's house." Zhang Baocai hugged the little tiger and walked to the innermost part of the village with the old Hong Daquan.

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"Mom, my feet are numb."

Lin'er looked boredly at the broken wall in front of her and stamped her feet hard, as if to dispel the numbness on her legs like an ant bite.

"Good Lin'er is obedient and let his mother take another look, okay?" Lan Xuehen picked up Lin Er and comforted her softly. Her eyes kept staring at the dilapidated house in front of her, as if to see a trace of Zhang Yan's growth.

In her right hand, she still holds an iron bow that is already rusty and can't be seen, which she can't find from a pile of rubble.

The iron bow is not broken, but it has rusted.

But at least it can prove that the man did live here, and as he said, he was a carefree mountain hunter...

She held Lin'er in her arms and stood in the wilderness of the weeds, like a statue stained in the afterglow of the sunset, and her beautiful face seemed to be sad and happy.

When Zhang Baocai and the other three came here, they saw this picture.

Zhang Baocai's eyes stared, and he could almost see at a glance that the woman in front of him was a monk, but why did she appear here?

What surprised Zhang Baocai in particular was that the woman was still holding a four- or five-year-old unkempt child in her hand.

Lan Xuehen seemed to be awakened. He turned his head to see the three people. He looked stunned and was about to leave silently, but was asked by Zhang Baocai, "What do you dare to ask your Taoist friends? Why did you come to my Zhang's ancestral house?"

Lan Xuehen's expression shocked and asked urgently, "Are you Zhang's son?"

Zhang Baocai nodded and said, "That's good."

Lan Xuehen became hesitant again and stopped talking. The jade face changed uncertainly. After a sound, he calmed his mind and said slowly in a nearly muttering voice, "So... do you know Zhang Yan?"

At this time, Lin'er in Lan Xuehen's arms suddenly said, "Mom, is this rock that cruel uncle?"

Lan Xuehen's beautiful face flashed a trace of shyness, quickly covered her son's mouth and said angrly, "Lin'er, don't talk nonsense."

Zhang Baocai saw a scene in front of him, and an extremely shocking idea came to his mind. He opened his mouth wide, and Ai Ai said, "You two are coming..."

The word 'searching for husband' was almost said by him. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and held it in his heart.

If the mother and son in front of us are really a romantic debt owed by Brother Yan, then...

Zhang Baocai shook his head and dared not think about it any more.

Lan Xuehen is exquisite, can't you hear the meaning of Zhang Baocai's words?

If it's really like what the person in front of you said, that's also good...

Her heart suddenly jumped up, and then a trace of bitterness unconsciously surged into her heart. All this was made by herself, or don't think so much...

Lan Xuehen took a deep breath, stopped the waves in her heart, shook her head gently, and said, "My mother and son wanted to meet Zhang... Yandao friends, but they didn't expect fate. Everything has changed."

When Zhang Baocai saw this, he was relieved and said with a smile, "Taoist friends are also very good at finding here. But it's a coincidence. I'm also waiting for Brother Yan.

Blue Xuehen's autumn eyes condensed and said in surprise, "Is he really here?"

Zhang Baocai shook his head and said, "I don't know, but he will definitely come back. This is the root of my Zhang family. My brother Yan has the most important filial piety. Is there any reason not to come back?"

At this time, a hoarse voice rumbled from the sky.

"He did come back..."

With the sound, six monks with scattered stars suddenly appeared in the void. As soon as they appeared, the magnificent breath instantly filled the whole world.

It's not good!

Zhang Baocai and others changed their colors.

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"Three thousand Xumijing is indeed a pervert, and it is actually composed of three thousand illusion arrays to form a large illusion array..."

Zhang Yan got into the colorful channel in great confusion.

Although he is embarrassed, he is extremely excited. The illusion of Sanqianxumi Realm is indeed horrible, but it can't be denied that he is indeed a good place to refine his divine consciousness.

Three thousand magic arrays have been cracked one by one with Buddha's knowledge. Not only has the power of divine consciousness been quenched extremely delicate and tenacious, but the understanding of the way of array has obviously increased by leaps and bounds.

Nowadays, he can even wave an extremely complicated giant magic array!

"What should the scene be like in the fifth floor of bliss..."

Zhang Yan slowly walked out of the passage with faint excitement.

When he saw everything in front of him, he couldn't help taking a cold breath and almost couldn't believe his eyes.

Dozens of different scenes are staged in the water curtain composed of illusions, and almost all of them are Zhang Yan himself!

This is like the mirage crystal seen in Hanlou City, and the image of the character is presented as if it were a real person.

Zhang Yan approached a water curtain and saw himself sitting cross-legged on a huge lotus platform, surrounded by thousands of monks respectfully.

"Everything is done, such as dream bubbles, such as dew and electricity, which should be seen as this."

Hong Zhong Dalu's voice sounded in his ear like a rumble of thunder. Zhang Yan only felt black in front of him. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were thousands of monks, and he was sitting in the golden lotus platform...

I became the 'self' in the water curtain!

Zhang Yan only felt a creepy chill suddenly penetrated into his heart and had time to react. Suddenly, a voice came from his mouth: "The world is ten feet, but it is trapped by all sentient beings. Although his benevolence is small, it also allow me to be compassionate. A word of love is like a fire on the ice, the fire melts, and the ice melts when the ice melts. Therefore, the Buddha can't say it.

The voice became more and more clear, and it spread all around. I saw those monks put their hands together and meditated: "My teacher's second blessing."

Zhang Yan looked at this scene in disapprogation. He tried to control his body, but in vain, he couldn't even move his eyebrows.

"My Buddha, what is Zen?" A monk nodded slightly and asked solemnly.

"Sitting is also Zen, practicing is also Zen, one flower and one world, one leaf is one Buddha, spring flowers are green, autumn to leaves drift away, infinite Prajna's heart is free, and the words are silent and natural."

"I Buddha, there are eight hardships in life, life, old age, illness, death, action, love and parting, unseeking, resentment and hatred. How can I have no appearance and no desire?"

"Love parting, resentment meeting, leaving the west, nothing like that. It's just empty eyes and illusory.

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Zhang Yan sadly found that he still couldn't control his mouth, and even what he said was not his intention.

At this time, he was like a lonely soul, occupying only one skin, but his words and actions could not be controlled by himself. This feeling was extremely uncomfortable.

How could this happen?

Zhang Yan tried to calm down and carefully thought about what he saw and heard.

This is obviously a Buddhist holy place. How did he become the most respected Buddha in the mouth of monks? It seems that I have only practiced the Great Buddha Sutra and Prajna Glass Sutra...

Before he could grasp the clue, he suddenly felt black in front of his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to the scene he had just seen and heard in the water curtain in front of him.

Suddenly, Zhang Yan in the water curtain stood up, pointed to the sky and the ground, and smiled slightly: "I can't think of it. I'm the only one in the sky and the earth."

Rumble!

Zhang Yan stood in front of the water curtain as if he was bombarded by thousands of thunders, and a strange but extremely familiar memory gradually came to his mind.

There is no panic, no surprise, or even a trace of waves. This strange memory seems to have already existed, and now it has been opened.

Three-year-old Buddha.

Eight-year-old enlightenment.

Travel all over the world at the age of 13.

At the age of 16, he scattered golden light and smiled with flowers.

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The world calls me: Amitabha.

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