Rebirth: Out of Demons and Into Buddhas 2

Chapter 144

'oh? ’ The demon body sneered, ‘Is that happy? '

He saw the smile on the Buddha's face, and said, "He took the bodhi seed back, but he is only a four or five-year-old boy, and he can't even support himself. He can really hold this bodhi seed tightly in his hand." ?And it's still like the Shensang world? '

Hearing the words, the Buddha turned his eyes to look at him, still with a slight smile in his eyes, 'Are you questioning the deity? '

The demon body frowned, with obvious displeasure on his face, "The wooden box is indeed arranged by the deity, but whether the little boy can keep the bodhi seed in the wooden box, what does he have to do with the deity?" relation?Don't use the deity to suppress me! '

The Buddha shook his head slightly, but said, "Otherwise, I want someone to plant the bodhi seeds, hoping that the bodhi seeds will take root and sprout in the sunken mulberry world."If the bodhi seeds fall into the hands of others at will, it is fine if the person who gets the bodhi seeds does not recognize the bodhi seeds, but if they recognize the bodhi seeds, how many people do you think would be willing to plant the bodhi seeds instead of swallowing them directly up? '

The demon body was speechless for a moment.

Jing Fu knows his own family affairs.The bodhi seeds that he took out were boosted with inspiration and vitality by the linden seedlings, even if they could not be called the supreme treasure of Buddhism, they could definitely be evaluated as treasures.Especially in the current environment of the Shensang world, it is enough to make the monks in the Shensang world covet it.

Not to mention the common customs in Shensang world?

Therefore, those who get the bodhi seeds sent by the deity of Jing Fu will definitely face a problem.

He... is he willing to plant this bodhi seed, and even watch it take root and sprout, grow into a tree?

The choice between taking and giving up in the Shensang world is also very important.

The heart demon body raised its eyelids, glanced at the Buddha body lightly, and sneered, "Buddha body, have you misunderstood the deity?" '

The Buddha body raised his eyes, and met the eyes of Shangxin Demon Body, showing some doubts on his face.

The heart demon propped up his elbows to support half of his face, and said casually, "Because of our ambition that day, and because we wanted to test it out, we decided to give Shensang world a hope for ordinary people.But......'

He paused, and then continued, "It's true that we give them hope, but if they can't grasp it or miss it, it's their own choice, so what does it have to do with us?"What does it have to do with the deity? '

The smile on the Buddha's face finally froze for a moment, and after a while, it gradually faded away.

The heart demon body is actually right.

Hope, they gave it, and sent it to the eyes of the common people in Shensang world.But if they can't grasp it and miss it by themselves, and can only blame themselves, how can it have anything to do with them?

The deity of Jing Fu has already separated his own good intentions and evil thoughts, and has no expectation of the result of his actions this time, so why would he arrange a few more means for this?

It's he who thinks too much.

After the Buddha figured it out, he quickly shook his head and smiled, letting go of all the emotions that had been in the previous moment.

The demon body sensitively sensed the changes on the Buddha body, and twitched the corners of his mouth in boredom.

But... this is Jingfu.

It doesn't matter whether it gathers the Buddha body with good intentions or the demon body with malicious intentions, in fact, there is little attachment to external things.

Just like ordinary people enjoy flowers in their spare time, they will be happy when they see the flowers bloom, and feel melancholy when they see the flowers falling. Like the breeze of the flowers going far away, they scattered early, without even a trace.

In many cases, the Buddha body of Jingfu and the demon body of the heart are also like this.

Therefore, the victory and defeat between them is not based on the point they are arguing about, but in their arguing itself.

Not to mention, throwing bodhi seeds into the Shensang world was just a random move.

But that wooden box cost Jing Fu a lot of hard work after all, now that the first wooden box was picked up, Jing Fu stopped what he was doing and paid attention to the boy for a while.

An Yuan and Jian Jingfu had been looking at Shensang Realm, thought for a while, and said, "Are you looking at the situation of Bodhizi? Count me in."

Jing Fu turned his head to look at him, then nodded.

He changed the spell with his fingers, and quickly pulled out a light curtain on the desk. What was reflected in the light curtain was nothing but the situation around the wooden box.

An Yuanhe looked intently, and saw a four or five-year-old boy.

Seeing Xiaotong's bony appearance, An Yuanhe couldn't help frowning slightly.But he didn't say anything, just watched the changes in the image in the light curtain carefully.

The little boy easily moved the stone-like wooden box back into the house. The room was pitch black, with no lights, only the moonlight falling from the gate.

But even so, Xiaotong didn't seem to dare to leave the door wide open like this. After moving the wooden box to a corner, he closed the door carefully.

The boy who dropped the bolt seemed uneasy, he walked a few steps in the dark room, and skillfully moved a wooden stool behind the door.This didn't stop, he put the last wooden stool in the house on top of the first wooden stool, and just turned around and went back to the kang.

It seems that if he is not young and not strong enough, he might move the last wooden table in the house to the back of the door to block it.

An Yuanhe watched the little boy sleep on the kang with the thin quilt by himself, and said, "It seems that the ordinary life in the Shensang world is really hard."

Jing Fu did not speak.

An Yuanhe just said that and didn't think much about it.

Whether it's good or bad, he has no choice but to sigh lightly.

An Yuanhe glanced at the light curtain again, and suddenly asked Jing Fu, "Do you still want the empty wooden box?"

Jing Fu replied, "Yes."

An Yuanhe nodded clearly, and took out a piece of wood from the storage ring and started to work again.

As for the scriptures that Jing Fu kept in the wooden box, An Yuanhe didn't even ask if this boy, who was only four or five years old, would recognize the words on it.

After all, it was Jing Fu who did the work. How could Jing Fu not have expected the current situation?

There must be a solution to this problem in the wooden box.

An Yuanhe never doubted it.

Jing Fu did not close the light curtain above the desk, just let it shine like that, took out another empty wooden box, and continued to make his arrangement.

Early the next morning, the image in the light curtain changed.

There was barely a patch of skylight in the sky, and the room was only a little brighter, and the boy woke up unexpectedly.

Jing Fu caught a glimpse of the little boy reflected in the light curtain, stopped his movements, and looked over indifferently.

The boy's first action when he opened his eyes was not to sit up directly, but to listen carefully for a while with his ears upright. He didn't get out of bed until he was sure that there were no other noises in the yard. Open a piece of wood, and pull out a small package wrapped in oilcloth paper from the small hole inside.

When the packet was opened, there were only two fist-sized white steamed buns inside.

The little boy pointed with his fingers, without even hesitation, took a white steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth, then neatly rewrapped the remaining white steamed bun with oilcloth paper, put it back into the hole, and placed the wooden board again .

After eating the white steamed buns in two or three strokes, the boy touched his belly in satisfaction, and looked worriedly at the gate blocked by the upper and lower wooden stools.

He stood up, and instead of putting the two wooden stools back to their original places, he walked to the corner and touched the "stone" he had picked up last night.

He moved the stone to the window, and looked at the "stone" with the light from the sky.

It’s not quite right to say that it’s just looking at it. The kid just took the “stone” in front of him as a toy that fell from the sky, flipping it left and rolling it right to play at will.

He played very seriously and was very satisfied.

While the little boy was playing with "stones" on the kang bed, Jing Fu was watching him from the spirit boat outside the world of Shensang, without words or movements, just watching him simply.

The demon body and Buddha body in the world of Consciousness Sea, I don't know if it's because of the abnormality of Jing Fu's deity, or because of the little boy reflected in the light curtain, they are also watching silently.

An Yuanhe seemed to have noticed the strangeness of Jing Fu, he stopped his movements, first raised his eyes to watch the movement of the little boy in the light curtain carefully, and then turned his eyes to look at Jing Fu.

Every time at this time, Jing Fu turned his eyes and smiled at him before turning his eyes back again.

Seeing his smile, An Yuanhe breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, he had already guessed something, but seeing that Jing Fu's mind was clear at the moment, he stopped worrying.

It is true that this little boy may have some shadows of himself.

No, it's not about the current Jing Fu, but about the earlier Huangfu Cheng.

But this shadow is not enough to affect Jing Fu at all, it can only make Jing Fu pay a little special attention.He knows who he is and what he wants to do.

Actually...Speaking of it, he can actually see some of his own past appearance from this little boy.

At that time, when he was still young, he was also so hesitant and lonely.Fortunately, however, he still has the sword!

An Yuanhe looked down at the water-clear body of the sword in his hand, stroked the hilt in his hand, and smiled very lightly.

That smile is so gentle that no one can see it except Jing Fu who is looking up at him right now.

When Jing Fu saw the smile on An Yuanhe's lips and the faint sword intent around him, his eyes softened for a moment.

But he didn't bother An Yuanhe, and still turned his eyes to look at the little boy reflected in the light curtain.

Because at this time, the little boy playing with "Stone" seemed to have hit a key point, and the tightly sealed wooden box made a crisp click sound, opening a tiny crack.

When the crack opened, a few words silently fell into the ears of the little boy who stood there in a daze, and only fell into his ears.

Jing Fu knew what those few words said, no one in this world knew better than him, because he was the one who said those few words.

The little boy was stunned for a long time without moving, until there was an intermittent sound from outside the yard, he seemed to come back to his senses.

He hugged the cracked "stone" in his arms, looked around, but couldn't find a safe enough place.

There is not enough space in the small hole where the food is placed, and this "rock" cannot be placed, and it is too late.

The sound outside the yard gradually approached, and the little boy was sweating on his forehead.Just when the staggering footsteps almost came to the door, the little boy's panicked eyes fell on the "stone", and he suddenly thought of something.

He picked up the "stone", turned down the kang bed, ran to the corner a few steps, placed the "stone" in that position, and quickly and carefully pressed it on top of the "stone", before he had time to check the "stone" It looked like a rock, and the door panel was smashed by people.

"Come... here we come." He made a sound that had just woken up, glanced at "Stone" briefly, and then quietly returned to the edge of the kang bed, making a few noises on purpose, before running to the bed. Next to the door, move the two wooden stools away, push up the wooden bolt, and open the door.

It seemed that he had delayed for a long time. The person waiting outside the door became irritable. Before he could pull the door open, he barely pushed the wooden bolt, and the person directly exerted force on the door panel.

He is a four or five year old boy, how strong is he?

Pressed by the force from the door panel, he fell to the side.Although he deliberately avoided it, his head was still heavily used to the ground.

He fell to the ground and couldn't catch his breath for a long time.

But his father, who pushed the door open, didn't even look at him. He swayed and stepped over the threshold to enter the house.

When passing by him, the man kicked him in the stomach as if he was still angry.The pain made him curl up into a ball, and his head was so dizzy that he didn't know anything about it.

The man didn't care at all, dragged his body to the kang bed, squinted his eyes and fell straight down, sleeping with the thin quilt in his arms.

The little boy lay on the floor for half an hour by himself before he slowly got up.

He stood on the spot with his body arched and his stomach in his arms, looking at the man who had fallen asleep on the kang bed for a while, but he just gritted his teeth and turned around.

He walked to the corner, picked up the "stone", and stepped over the threshold to go out.

His speed was very slow, very slow, but fortunately, there was no one else in the yard except him.

But he didn't dare to check the "stone" directly in the yard. He stood in the yard holding the "stone" for a while, pushed open the gate, and went to the small slope behind the house.

Sitting behind Xiaopo, Xiao Tong put down the "stone" in his arms.

This time he didn't hesitate any longer, he directly touched the location of the crack in his memory, and pushed it hard.

With a soft "click", the wooden box was completely opened, revealing the things sealed inside.

There are not many things here, just a classic, a colorful silk ribbon, and a strong and round bead in the corner.

The little boy stared at the things inside and grinned, but he didn't reach out to touch it, but closed the wooden box again.

He carefully restored the wooden box to its original "stone" appearance, then found a place for the "stone" and placed it properly, and then restored that place to its original appearance before turning around and going back to his home.

After all, Xiaotong is still young, he can't do many jobs, and when he goes home, he just stays in the yard and has nothing to do.

But even so, Xiao Tong knew that he couldn't stay outside for too long.

It's not because of his father, his father doesn't care whether he stays at home or not, but because if he is outside alone and someone bumps into him, he will probably be taken away and sold.

There's nothing good at home without my brother, but it's still safer than him being outside alone.

The little boy closed the courtyard door silently, found a place to sit in the corner of the courtyard, and looked up at the pear trees in his own courtyard.

The fruit is about to ripen, and my brother will be back soon...

In the next few days, Xiaotong never went to the hillside where the wooden box was buried, but stayed at home, living with his alcoholic and gambling father.

Jing Fu still didn't remove the light curtain, but he didn't pay much attention to the situation on the boy's side. He quickly completed the second wooden box.

An Yuanhe looked at the wooden box he was holding in his hand, and asked, "When do you plan to put this bodhi seed in?"

Jing Fu replied, "Now."

An Yuanhe thought about it and nodded.

Now is indeed a relatively suitable time. Although the first wooden box has been thrown into the Shensang Realm, it fell into the hands of an ordinary boy in the Shensang Realm.But the little boy just kept the wooden box and didn't make much movement, and of course he didn't alarm anyone in the Shensang world.

And looking at the situation in Shen Sang's world, no one really found the wooden box in this short period of time.

Since Jing Fu made an agreement with An Yuan, he didn't delay right now, so he called Bei Chong to come over, and marked a spot on the sand table, "Go there."

Bei Chong glanced at the sand table, kept in mind the location where Jing Fu's finger landed, and replied, "Yes."

He returned to the control hub of the spirit boat, and moved the spirit boat for a while before stopping.

Jing Fu took a look into the Chensang world, locked the approximate location, and then sent the wooden box in his hand to the Shensang world.

Just at this time, there was a ripple on the other side of the world of Chensang Realm, but several other monks passed through the world of Chensang Realm and entered the world of Shensang Realm.

With the cover of these few monks, the wooden box once again passed through the membrane of heaven and earth without a sound, and fell towards the approximate position designated by Jing Fu.

Jing Fu looked at it for a while, then withdrew his gaze and didn't pay much attention to it.

It's not like the wooden box that was the first to be thrown into the Shensang world.

An Yuanhe just glanced at Jing Fu, didn't say anything, and still sat quietly.

This second wooden box is the real beginning. After that, Jing Fu completed the arrangement of a wooden box and then put the wooden box into the Shensang world without much pause.

However, it is not without exception.When Jingfu put the No.40 nine wooden boxes into the Shensang world, there was finally a change in the light curtain above the desk that has not been removed.

Jing Fu, An Yuan and the two silently turned their eyes to look.

The image in the light curtain is pitch black, and it seems to be the night over there.But in the dense night where you can't see your fingers, there are also thick and dense raindrops falling down.In the "popping" rain, there were a few short whimpers.

Jing Fu, An Yuanhe just sat, and no one moved.

They can't do much either.

The boy's appearance was quickly reflected in the light curtain, but he was in a panic, more than ever when it was reflected.

There was fresh blood flowing out of his head as if from a source, but the bright red blood was washed away by the rain before it hit his forehead. The clothes on his body were torn, and there were a few deep fingerprints on his neck.

The little boy paused in the rain for a long time before reaching out and digging out the wooden box buried in the soil.

He opened the wooden box and looked at the three things in the wooden box.

There is still continuous rain between the sky and the earth, but none of this rainwater can fall into the wooden box, and it naturally leaves the range of the wooden box and slips outside.

No dust.

Even a young child, when he saw this scene, couldn't help but think of such a saying that he had heard before.

The little boy looked at the wooden box and grinned, but that smile only seemed mocking against his embarrassment at night and in the rain.

That expression that should not have appeared on his face was particularly glaring at this moment.

Even An Yuanhe couldn't help but look away.

The most unbearable thing is always the cubs.

But Jing Fu still just watched.

The little boy only looked at the classics, silk ribbons and bodhi seeds in the wooden box, but his eyes seemed to have penetrated these three things, and saw the Jingfu far away from the world of Shensang Realm.

After a long time, there was a broken and sharp sound in the night.

"... my brother is dead..."

At this time, although Xiao Tong was not considered hysterical, he was no longer cautious as when we first met. He seemed to have nothing to be careful about.

"Father...that man killed me because he wanted to sell me to Niu Er Er."

"Niu Er Er recently made a fortune out of nowhere, that man wants it, so he wants to sell me to that man..."

"You were sent down by the gods and Buddhas in the sky..."

The little boy seemed to have grown up all of a sudden, even though his whole body was full of childishness, his words and eyes were mostly dark.

"...Can the people here really get you?"

He seemed to be just asking about the three things in the wooden box in front of him, and he seemed to want to ask Jing Fu who had talked to him before.

An Yuanhe raised his eyes and looked at Jing Fu.

Jing Fu glanced back at him, then turned his eyes to look at the little boy reflected in the light curtain.

The little boy seemed to be stubbornly wanting to get an answer. He waited for a while, but when he didn't get any answer, he asked again.

"...Can the people here really get you?"

The sound of continuous rain seems to be the silence of heaven and earth, and also seems to be the response of heaven and earth.But the little boy didn't pay any attention, he just looked at the wooden box in front of him, looked at the scriptures, silk tapestry and Bodhi seeds in the wooden box, waited for a while without any response, then asked again.

Repeated over and over again, as if there was no answer, and he would just keep going.

Jing Fu lowered his eyelids.

"...Can the people here really get you?"

He thought that all he could get was silence, but he really heard it, and the voice that day rang again in his ears.

"What do you think?"

Four simple words, a question beyond his expectation, finally made Xiao Tong fall silent again.

His eyes gradually lost focus.

Not long after, a dull sound sounded from the light curtain.

But the little boy finally couldn't hold on anymore and passed out.

An Yuanhe looked at Jing Fu, Jing Fu silently raised a finger, and pointed directly at the wooden box that fell into the muddy water on the light curtain.

A hazy spiritual light rose, enveloping the little boy in it.

The author has something to say: Good night.

感谢在2020-01-1023:59:23~2020-01-1123:58:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Mo Ranshang;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!