As soon as the words fell, the sleeves of the monk Fuxian were waved, and a white light flew down on the body of Wen Ji.

Wen Ji was overjoyed, thinking that Master Fuxian wanted to save Wen Ji, but after a while, Wen Ji's body slowly cracked, he was shocked, and hurriedly wanted to hold Wen Ji's body, but saw Wen Ji's body slowly dissolve into countless snow-white lotus petals, one by one, one by one, flying into the air and scattering.

"No! no!"

Watching the younger brother in his arms gradually disappear, Wenji finally understood, tears rolled like rain, and he hissed at the sky.

Master Fuxian had already turned around and floated away, and a red light gradually disappeared into the western sky.

Thousands of miles of sky faintly heard the chant of the Fuxian master: "Dust to dust, earth to earth, wind is wind, rain is rain, A-Mi-Buddha-......"

Wen Ji never thought that the so-called method of Master Fuxian was to turn Wen Ji's body into nothing, and it disappeared from then on!

He stared with tears in his empty hands, howling and weeping.

Seeing the text turn into smoke in an instant, Yan Ling also cried sadly.

At this time, Xiaohua rushed to Xiaolu, first, he was still young, and secondly, he didn't know what happened, so he walked to Yan Ling's side and whispered comfort, and inexplicably followed the tears.

Crying until the sun waned, and the valley became darker, Wenji stopped crying and sat stupidly in front of Xiaolu, as if he had lost his soul.

Yan Ling also stopped crying, and persuaded with tears: "Brother Dingzhi, Brother Wen Ji has gone, don't be too sad, let's go back and set up a spirit sacrifice to him first, and talk about other things later." ”

"Don't do this, don't ...... like this," Wen Ji shook his head and said, "Mother has only been gone for more than three months, and today my brother is going again, if I go back to set up a spirit for my brother, isn't this going to kill my father alive? When my mother went, I only knew that I was sad, and I forgot my father's feelings for a while, but in fact, my father was more sad than us." This time, I want to be strong and not be able to make my father sad anymore. ”

"This ...... How can this be done?" Yan Ling wondered.

"I've already thought about it, just now the Bodhisattva told us to go back to the house and said, "My brother has ascended to immortality by day, and I think this method is feasible. ”

"It's a solution, but it's ...... But who would believe it?"

"It doesn't matter, the foundation brother is born different: when the first and second brother is one year old, Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun personally sent the scriptures, and said that he has deep roots in wisdom and will be successful in the future......;

"Yes, I also remembered one thing: when we went to the Chaotian Cave of Xuefeng Mountain to worship Ao Xianggong, my brother also scared away a paulownia tree on the half-mountain road. ”

"There is also the third, the younger brother sometimes does not eat or drink for many days, but his body is still safe and sound, and the fourth, the younger brother can sometimes emit golden light all over his body. Wen Ji listed them one by one seriously, "Let's explain to my father according to these four points first, and then say that the younger brother is here in Xiaolu today to subdue demons and eliminate demons, so this phenomenon of thunder and lightning appeared in the sky, and now the demons have been removed, and the younger brother has ascended to immortal in the daytime." ”

"Well, let's just say this, these things are all the experience of the younger brother, my father will definitely believe it, and the people in the village will also believe it. Yan Ling nodded seriously.

"But...... One more thing, we must be more careful. ”

"What's the matter?"

"We're going to laugh. ”

"We're going to laugh?"

"Yes, we have to be smiling and not let our father see the slightest clue, otherwise we will lose all our efforts. ”

"Okay, with a smile on your face. Before Yan Ling's words fell, a few tears rolled down first.

"Look at you, look at you...... I just said I wanted to laugh, but you wanted to cry. Wen Ji stretched out his hand and gently wiped away Yan Ling's tears.

"I'm a girl, I like to cry. Yan Ling rubbed his red and swollen eyes and said, "Brother Dingzhi, you can laugh and show me first." ”

Wen Ji said, staring at Yan Ling silently for a moment, and suddenly grinned, the smile was so moving.

Yan Ling smiled with tears in her eyes, but her heart was like a knife: it was obviously painful, but she wanted to smile like a peach blossom.

Seeing the tearful and smiling faces of the two, Xiao Hua, who was standing on the side, suddenly couldn't help but tears rolled down his little cheeks.

After Wen Ji and Yan Ling discussed it, they walked into the filial piety house and carefully packed up the relics of Wen Ji, including clothes, crown scarves, tea cups, incense burners, pen, ink, paper, inkstones, and the "Huayan Sutra" and those hand-copied "Huayan Sutra" volumes, all of which were put into storage bamboo boxes. Du left the mat, because Wenji had secretly decided: After finishing the matter, he would come to Xiaolu to continue to keep filial piety.

Then they kowtowed in front of Mrs. Zhou's grave together, and asked for it, Wen Ji picked up the storage bamboo box and left Xiaolu with Yan Lingxiaohua.

At that time, Wenji walked out of the Tan Mansion in a trance, and the doorman Ah Fu reported to Steward Liu with his back foot.

Steward Liu hurriedly came to report the news to Gongying, and suggested that someone be sent to take a look, just in case, because the bluffing thunder and lightning just now was falling in the direction of the southern valley, maybe something strange happened.

Gongying shook his hand and said: It is normal for thunder and lightning to occur in this autumn, and it is already chaotic enough in the house these days, so don't add to the chaos if you ask Steward Liu, it's just that Wenji misses his mother, and he will come back if he goes; besides, with Yan Ling by his side, there will be no major incidents.

When Steward Liu heard this, he also felt uneasy.

Sure enough, as expected by the public screening: not long after sunset, Wenji carried a bamboo box on his back and came back happily with Yan Ling Xiaohua.

The doorman Ah Fu saw it, rubbed his faint eyes, and his mind was full of question marks: the eldest prince was still in a panic when he went out, and when he came back, his face was full of joy, and the young lady and the girl Xiaohua were also smiling, what is going on?

After welcoming the three of them into the house, Ah Fu was still standing at the head of the door, stunned and puzzled.

Wen Ji and Yan Ling Xiaohua walked all the way towards the Tan Mansion Hall.

According to the rules of the Tan Mansion: every day after dinner, the head of the house would sit in the hall to eat tea and rest for a while, so as to deal with the sudden visit of guests who had business with tea and wood, which was set in the hands of Ao Xianggong.

At this moment, Gongying was sitting on the wooden chair on the left side of the main hall eating tea, Steward Liu was standing on the left side with his waist pole, and Xiaoyu was standing under the hall with two or three servants.

Seeing Wenji and the three of them walking into the hall, Gongying put down the teacup and asked, "Ji'er Ling'er, where did you go in the afternoon, did you go to your mother's place?" Why didn't you say a word when you left, so that the people in the house were worried about you. ”

"Father: The child went to his mother's place in the afternoon, and now he has brought back a great joy. When Wenji saw his father at this time, he suddenly felt that he was much older, and he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart, but he still kept a smile on his face.

When Gongying heard this, he was half surprised and half overjoyed: "What is the great joy? ”

"Father, do you know why there is only thunder and lightning in the sky and not a drop of rain this afternoon?" Wenji unloaded the bamboo box from his shoulder and handed it to the servant to set aside.

"This is the ...... I really don't know if I'm a father, and I'm wondering like everyone else, it's the first time I've lived for my father for decades. ”

"This is because the younger brother is subduing demons and eliminating demons, which is why such a strange celestial phenomenon has appeared. ”

"What are these words?" Gong Ying said in amazement, "Ji'er is filial piety, how can he go to subdue demons and eliminate demons?"

"Really, Brother Wen is really subduing demons and eliminating demons, those few demons who have come to our mansion. Yan Ling said with a smile, this explanation was even more satisfactory than Wen Ji expected, because the demon Yan Ling was talking about was Pang Guang's uncle and nephew, and Gongying had witnessed them with his own eyes.

Xiaohua also followed with joy and said: "Really, really, I also saw it, I can testify!"

"That'...... Have you gotten rid of those demons?, what's going on now?" Wen Ji once showed his golden light to save his mother, so he was convinced by the public screening.

"The demons have all been eliminated, and the younger brother has ascended to immortality by day. Wenji Xizizi reported.

"What? The foundation has risen to immortality in the day?" Gongying was shocked, he knew the meaning of "ascending immortal in the day" in folklore, and he couldn't help but shiver all over, and suddenly fell back on the chair.

Wen Ji hurriedly stepped forward to support Gongying: "Father, father, father, father......"

Gongying seemed to have lost his soul, and he stopped for a while before muttering to himself: "My foundation has ascended to immortal......ity by day?

"Master: Judging from the old slave, the second son should really be an immortal. Steward Liu whispered comfortingly, "Master, think about it: when the second son caught Zhou, Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun personally sent the scriptures; when he was more than ten years old, he was able to make ants obedient; not long ago, in order to protect his wife, the second son could emit golden light all over his body...... Where can ordinary people do these things?"

"Butler, you ...... You also said that my son's literary foundation has been different since birth. Gongying bowed slightly, but there was no trace of joy.

Wen Ji saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart, so he was relieved: "Father: It is a good thing for my brother to ascend to immortal in the daytime, and it will become a good story for the ages in the future, and we should ...... You should be happy. ”

"Well, it should be happy, it should be happy...... This is really a great joy for my Tan Mansion. Gongying kept nodding and said, "Ji'er, if someone asks about Ji'er in the future, you can tell them: My son's Wenji has ascended to immortality by day, and my son's Wenji has ascended to immortality by day......"

"Yes, father. Wen Ji bowed his head and said, "The items in the bamboo box belong to the younger brother, and I will put them back in the younger brother's bedroom now, so that the guests who come to visit can see them in the future." ”

"Well, you go, go ahead......" Gong Ying glanced at the bamboo box quietly, and picked up the tea cup with trembling hands.

Wen Ji took the bamboo box, put it on his back, bowed to Yan Ling Xiaohua, and cautiously withdrew from the Tan Mansion Hall.