"Actually, it's you?"

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"When you meet your old acquaintance in a foreign country, you will be interested. ”

The old driver was still wearing a khaki tattered overalls, and he smiled faintly, with a hint of mystery in his smile.

Jinggou stared at the old driver for a long time and was speechless, and sighed for a long time:

"Creation makes people, so is the will of God. ”

Liu Shibai squinted at the landscape ditch, then at the old driver, touched his chin and smiled:

"I didn't expect you to be old acquaintances, especially the old driver, you are calm enough?

We're asking everywhere where we are, and you've been holding your breath for a long time when you're back in the place?"

The old driver nodded indifferently, and a trace of sadness appeared in his expression......

Qin Da is a real person, and when he saw the three of them playing dumb riddles, he couldn't hold back and scolded loudly:

"Old driver, you and we have been together for more than half a year, and I have never heard you say that you used to play with mud?"

Mrs. Huan, who had never made a sound, was counting the clay figures carefully, but at this moment, she also twisted her waist and stepped forward for the first time, staring at the old driver and smiling:

"Good craftsmanship, the slave family likes it very much......"

The old driver was originally calm, but he was disturbed by Mrs. Huan's words, and his face flushed and said:

"Don't, don't...... Labor and management don't like you, you can't bear it!"

Mrs. Huan smiled and rolled her eyes and said:

"The slave's fine skin and tender meat are cheap, you old man, you can't bear it?"

"Oh? hahaha......"

Liu Shiba, Qin Da, Soranta and Li Ergou couldn't help but laugh when they heard this.

The old driver said with a dark face:

"It's Lao Jiu who can't bear it, and I'm afraid that I like you to be slapped into a meatloaf by him. ”

Mrs. Huan's face was pale, and she said angrily:

"Who knows what kind of immortal he is, keeping the slave family in that pit for months and ignoring it, and God knows where they are now......"

Speaking of this, Mrs. Huan's pretty face was frosty, and the corners of her eyes were spring, and she bit her silver teeth and added:

"I can't live this day, not even a man. ”

The old driver had a dark face, and pointed sideways at Liu Shibai and his entourage:

"The boss is not a man? Qin Da is not? Li Ergou is not a man? And this foreign devil, the big man is good and you are just right......"

Liu Shiba's face froze, and he didn't know how to express it......

Li Ergou grinned, and Cuihua stepped on the instep of Ergou.

Farewell glared at the old driver and gritted his teeth and said:

"Lao Jiu is not here, and the old lady can shoot you to death, believe it?"

Qin Da had a dark face, glared at his own daughter, and said:

"The girl's family, speak civilly, your father and I already have a light dance, and you also have a younger brother. ”

Beili angrily retracted the black tentacles that stretched out, and said angrily:

"I didn't say you ......"

Qin Da's face froze, and he said happily:

"I didn't mean ......"

Qin Da said as he secretly glanced at Liu Shiba, who was also with a black line next to him, out of the corner of his eye.

Soranta is not stupid, and Liu Eighteen and his party have been mixed for so long, and the Chinese have gradually become sharp, and they should smile and smile:

“YES…… Good job, YES!"

"Humph!"

The corners of Mrs. Huan's eyes bloomed, and she silently watched a few men pretend not to be angry, until Soranta spoke up, and then sneered:

"You flash me aside, as the saying goes, a good horse with a good saddle, a good woman with a macho man, you are the worst empty-handed worker, and you are not qualified to speak. ”

Soranta's face was bitter, and she retorted:

"Don't look empty-handed, one person with one gun, I promise to knock them all down. ”

Liu Shibai finally couldn't listen to it anymore, and said with a blank face:

"What nonsense? Human life is at stake. ”

After speaking, Liu Shibai looked at the old driver solemnly and said:

"All living beings, you and your father can condense the various states of life into one hundred and eight clay appearances in the Guanxiang Palace, which impresses me. ”

The old driver slowly raised his head, with the same solemn expression, and said slowly:

"When I woke up from the valley of the landscape ditch, I knew where I was, and I also knew that our final destination was this temple of contemplation, but I didn't want to face it......"

"Oh, I don't want to face it, what's the allusion?"

Liu Eighteen blinked curiously.

The old driver smiled faintly, turned his head to look at the landscape ditch, and asked rhetorically:

"You-you should know your fate, and you will die today, right?"

The pupils in Liu Eighteen's eyes shrank......

The landscape ditch eyes closed slightly, and after a few breaths, he exhaled deeply:

For this reason, Lao Dao has been waiting for a long time and has been mentally prepared. ”

After getting the confirmation of the landscape ditch, the old driver faced Liu Eighteen's question and replied softly:

"When I was young, I came to this landscape with my father and was invited to shape one hundred and eight Buddha statues in the town hall of the Guanxiang Palace. ”

Speaking of this, the old driver's eyes rarely showed a trace of vicissitudes and sadness, and he paused for a few times before continuing:

"My father has always been in good health, usually in the township to help the neighboring towns to make a human face, carving some gadgets to make a living, but also a rich life, happy and happy.

However, after being invited to the old crow's mouth, my father has been cautious, as if he had a premonition that something unexpected was about to happen, so the one hundred and eight Buddha statues in the main hall of Guanxiang were not completed.

The completion I mean is not the grinding of foreign work, but after all the completion of the work, my father has not consecrated these Buddha statues for a long time......"

Liu Eighteen chewed in his mouth:

"What do you mean? ”

When Jingjinggou heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then with a look of sudden realization on his face, he was shocked:

"In fact, one hundred and seven of the 108 Bodhisattvas have been completed, and only the last one is still a clay brick, but ......

When you say enlightenment, do you mean that the faces of these so-called completed bodhisattvas are still missing one of the most important facial features?"

The old driver smiled slightly:

"My father deliberately, there is a pair of eyeballs in the facial features, this is the so-called enlightenment, after the enlightenment, the mud bodhisattva may have spirituality. ”

Jinggou listened and nodded slowly:

"No wonder...... Your dad has a heart!"

The old driver nodded, sighed, and said:

"However, in the end, it is a blessing and not a curse, and it is a disaster that cannot be avoided. In the end, my father couldn't justify the delay.

In the end, in desperation, all the 107 Bodhisattvas were lit overnight.

A total of one hundred and seven pairs of glazed fired Buddhist glaucoma are inlaid, and the entire Guanxiang Hall is full of sacred and peaceful meaning in an instant.

However, in the eyes of those who know the industry, what they see is not peaceful, but the intention of killing, and there is a murderous intention hidden in compassion, and an extremely sharp nirvana. ”

Liu Eighteen had been listening silently, and then asked:

"What does nirvana mean?"

The old driver's face froze, his voice gradually raised, and he said cautiously:

"The statue and the guardian of the temple will die!" My father fell ill and went away strangely after he nodded his eyes, but before he died, he held my hand and left his last words......

Liu Shibai and the others glanced at each other and asked in unison:

"What did your father say?"

The old driver's face gradually turned blue, turned his head to look at the landscape ditch, and said with a low smile:

"Don't go back to the crow's mouth in this life, otherwise, you will die! If you encounter a certain death, you will leave one hundred and eight bronze statues for your father to help you survive in death and fight to the death......

…………………………

Liu Shibai is now studying at the Lu Xun Academy of Literature in Beijing to deepen his self-cultivation and knowledge......

(End of chapter)