Rebirth: Out of Demons and Into Buddhas 2

Chapter 188

Although no one came to give him a clear explanation, the Buddha body also knew that this kind of change in the Chensang world could only be due to the results of Fu and Arhat.

Did he succeed?

maybe.

The Buddha body stopped in place and looked at it quietly for a while, then looked away, and continued to walk towards the small town in front of him.

The town gate of the town is locked tightly, and in the past it would probably be empty in the small building next to the gate, without seeing the yamen servants who were supposed to be guarding inside.

They probably escaped before the vision of Shen Sang Realm appeared.

The Buddha body only glanced into the small building, then looked away.

He opened the door easily.

The small town in Shensang Realm is very similar to the small town in Jinghao Realm.It is not the villages formed by the tribesmen that Jingfu Buddha saw along the way, but it is a bit more complicated in comparison.

This basically cut off the possibility of town residents gathering in the ancestral hall like villagers.

However, the officials sitting in this small town seem to be very good, and the Buddha body looked at the more conspicuous house in the town.

He didn't go to those houses, but walked along the road to the house that was a little different from other houses.

This is probably an official residence.

The body of the Buddha stopped outside the mansion, turned his gaze to the town beasts on the left and right, then walked up the stone steps to the door, pulled the knocker and knocked a few times.

Unexpectedly, he didn't hear any movement from inside. The Buddha body sang a Buddha's name in a low voice, and said softly, "Excuse me."

He easily pushed the door open, but didn't look at the sundries that had been dumped all over the yard as the door was pushed open, and directly locked on the person sitting on the desk under the door plaque.

It was an old man wearing a ninth-rank official uniform.

The old man sat upright, staring fixedly with his lost eyes, locking the position of the door.

No matter who it is, if anyone walks in from the door, he will be the first one to meet.

He is the first line of defense in this mansion, and perhaps, the last line of defense.

The old man obviously didn't fully expect to intimidate people with his own eyes and aura. Even though the stone seal placed on the desk in front of him already showed his identity, he was also holding a copper seal tightly in his hand. ruler.

The Buddha body lowered his gaze, with one hand on his chest, bent slightly, and bowed to the old man in front of him, just like a most ordinary wandering monk facing the owner of the house.

After he sang the Buddha's name in a low voice, he said, "Jingfu, a poor monk, was passing through Guibao Land. He saw a catastrophe in Guibao Land and all spirits fell into silence, so he came to see you off. There are so many impoliteness, please forgive me .”

After speaking, he bowed again.

I don't know if he heard his words, or because Jingfu's arrival touched some kind of mystery, when the Buddha body stood upright, the old man's desperately wide eyes narrowed a little.

It was like a living person sitting on the spot, facing the visitor with a natural posture.

The Buddha body has been waiting without too much movement.

He didn't make him wait too long, a faint figure came out of the old man's body, he stood up, looked at the leather bag sitting in the chair, retracted his gaze, raised his hand to guide the Buddha who had been looking at him, cited.

He could even hear the old man's voice from farther away, "...please."

The Buddha body followed the host to the desk and sat down.

The old man obviously knew that he could not entertain this guest, so he smiled guiltily at the Buddha body.

The Buddha body smiled and shook his head, not paying much attention.

The old man looked closely at the Buddha's body for a while, making sure that he really didn't mind, he was obviously relieved secretly.

He opened and closed his lips hard, hoping to say two more words as much as possible.

"Jingfu...monk...no...not me..."

The Buddha patiently waited until the old man had finished speaking, and then nodded in response, "Yes, the poor monk is not from the Shensang world, he just came in from outside the world a while ago."

Buddha body is very frank.

For this old man who is like a remnant soul in front of him, there is no need to hide the Buddha's self-awareness.

Not only because the old man's remnant soul does not pose any threat to him at all, but also because, even after the old man has experienced almost twists and turns in the Chensang world, the only remaining soul body can still maintain his sanity His sobriety is obviously extraordinary.

Of course, the so-called extraordinary does not refer to the identity or origin of the old man, but to his disposition.

Although he is just a mortal and old man, he doesn't seem to have much strength, but with this character alone, he is not inferior to ordinary monks.

He is a real strong man.

Facing such a strong man, Jingfu Buddha body is willing to give him enough respect.

The old man also noticed the sincerity of the Buddha body, and he smiled at the Buddha body with enough kindness.

Obviously, the old man didn't care much about the identity of an outsider in the Buddha's body.

After the old man laughed, his bland face seemed to be dazed for a while.

He seemed to have forgotten what he was going to say, and what attitude he was going to take to face the monk sitting opposite him at this time, he didn't even have the impression of who he was.

Completely at a loss.

The Buddha body actually knew that the bewilderment that appeared on the old man at this time was not intentional by the old man himself.It's because the old man's soul body naturally appeared without the protection of the physical body.

The Buddha body took a special look at the old man's soul body to determine whether he needed to take action.

But he quickly dismissed the idea.

The old man can adjust himself, and he doesn't need to intervene forcibly.

He just needs to wait patiently for some time.

Sure enough, after a while, a gleam of clarity gradually rose in the old man's vacant eyes.That line of clarity was quickly grasped by him, and he used it as a basis to find his own clarity.

When the old man was fully awake, he sighed softly, and then turned his eyes to look at the Buddha's body.

"Would the mage mind listening to a story?"

The Buddha was stunned for a moment, and a flash of spiritual light suddenly flashed.

Those whirling thoughts couldn't really bother him, he made up his mind.

"Master, please explain in detail."

The old man smiled, his gaze was a little long at that moment, as if he was thinking about something.

"I was born in poverty, lost my father when I was young, and lost my mother when I was young. Fortunately, my teacher Zhang Shouzhi never gave up, accepted him as a disciple, and taught him meticulously. Unfortunately, my talent is poor, and it is very difficult to increase my knowledge..."

He narrated his whole life with Jing Fu, a passer-by.

When you are happy, you are happy, when you are sad, you are sad, when you are sad, you are sad, when you are ashamed, you are ashamed...

He's not too pretentious, but he's not hysterical either.

Just like he walked through those years, he said everything that could be said to Jingfu, an outsider.

In the end, he said, "As the mayor of a town, I bear the high hopes of the township and manage all the affairs of the township... The township trusts me and relies on me in the government office, but I am powerless to save their lives and protect them. A piece of life..."

As he spoke, crystal clear tears flashed in the corner of his eyes, and then fell there again, hitting the ground.

The tears that flowed from the faint soul body originally had real substance at this moment.

The moment the teardrops fell on the ground, the breeze that had been entangled in the sleeves of Jingfu Buddha seemed to probe outside.

But before the Buddha body could discern it carefully, it returned to its normal state.

There is no other difference from earlier times.

The eyes of the Buddha's body turned around in the shattered teardrops, and finally returned to the old man's muddy but slightly clear eyes.

The old man took a few quick breaths as if habitually, before calming down his turbulent emotions.

It also stabilized the old man's own soul body that was beginning to collapse rapidly.

Of course, it is impossible to achieve a complete stop.He just slowed down the speed at which his soul and body disintegrated.

After he finished speaking, he stood up, put his palms together and bowed to the Buddha, "Thank you, Master, for accompanying me in this last gossip, and I will leave all the rest to Master."

At the end of the speech, the old man's soul and body finally dissipated completely.

And as his soul body dispersed, the eyelids of the old man's physical body also completely dropped, his face was calm, and there was even a little relieved smile.

He may not be completely relieved, after all, he has too many regrets and helplessness, but...

He was also able to leave with peace of mind.

The Buddha body couldn't even hear him mention his own name with his own ears, even though the Buddha body had heard his whole story.

But these are not the things that attract the attention of the Buddha body most at the moment.

He put the lamp in his hand on the desk in front of him, sat cross-legged, and sank into a calm state to appreciate the aura of that moment carefully.

When he recalled it, what he met was the gaze cast on him in the world of Consciousness Sea.

The demon body and the deity.

The two guys who were retreating before were staring at him now.

'what happened? ' asked the demon body, 'what did you do? '

He stretched out his finger towards the Buddha's body, and on the fingertips, there was a bit of brighter star dust.

The Buddha body looked at the stardust, and quickly determined its origin.

Sure enough, it was the personality of the old man.

The Buddha body let out a long breath, and shared everything he had seen, done, and heard just now with the demon body and the deity, and then he concluded, 'I actually didn't do anything. '

The deity has been listening carefully. After a while, he raised his eyes to look at the stardust on the fingertips of the demon body, and confirmed the hidden connection and closeness between the star dust and the demon body.

'No,' he said, 'you did. '

Looking at the deity who seemed to have confirmed something, the Buddha body was also thoughtful.

The demon said, "Listen."You listened to his voice, remembered his existence, and gave him a ride. '

Compared with the Buddha body and the deity, the heart demon body actually has a deeper understanding of the old man's last actions.

Not for anything else, just a bit of stardust for the manifestation of the old man's personality is in his hands.

He said, "People's hearts have always been noisy, and the world has always been diverse."Compared with the world, human beings are just ordinary individuals among countless of the same kind, but human beings hope to show their own existence and affirm their own value...'

"Under this almost instinctive hope and greed, people are almost paranoid to show themselves, tell their own stories, and vent their desires..."

' Few people are willing to listen, willing to witness. '

Compared with the role of a bystander, people are more greedy for the identity of the protagonist, because the protagonist has a special sense of existence that cannot be ignored by all existence...

'You are listening, you are witnessing, and I will carry their past. '

While talking, the demon body closed his eyes.

The light on the stardust at his fingertips, which was insignificant and eclipsed in front of the brilliance of their three bodies, shone brightly in an instant.

The author has something to say: Well, good night, everyone.