"Say it quickly, say it quickly, what happened later?" Seeing that Buddha Yi suddenly paused as he spoke, Mo Cang hurriedly urged.

"Later......" Buddha's face suddenly became compassionate, and he looked at the riverside, "This riverside, there was a village, more than a dozen farmers in the village relied on fishing for a living, and the fish were exhausted in the off-season, so the villagers found a livelihood by digging mountains and digging soil and logging for wealth, and the most eye-catching tree in the surrounding hundred miles is the Bodhi tree that has lived for thousands of years by the river." ”

Jiang Changan sighed, he had guessed the outcome of this matter, and said indifferently: "So the villagers fought with their lives regardless of the monks, cut down Zu Bodhi, and sold it, and since then there have been Zu Bodhi scattered all over Shenzhou, and the monks at that time were just mortal fetuses with the naked eye, in his opinion, the grass and trees are cut down is dead, and they will not be reborn, so they are bent on seeking the magic of resurrection." ”

Previously, Jiang Changan had never understood how the ancestral bodhi was called a sacred tree, how could it be cut down and scattered all over the place? Now it is not surprising to learn that the initiators of everything are a group of villagers who have no spiritual power.

"Exactly. "Buddha Yi said.

Mo Cang was furious and said: "How can this be reasonable, if my aunt and grandmother see those people, they must be dismembered!"

Buddha Yi lowered his eyebrows, folded his hands and recited the Buddha's name, and said: "Those people have already turned into a handful of yellow sand as you said, and Jiang Gongzi witnessed that scene not long ago." ”

Jiang Changan suddenly understood, and exclaimed: "This village ...... It's the village where you come to pick up the little beggar?!"

The little girl with a dagger in her chest was lying on the ground, the little beggar knelt down and begged the monk to kill, dozens of people turned into quicksand in the snap of his fingers, and what Jiang Changan saw and heard in the illusion of casting a spell still appeared in front of him at this moment.

"Just when Zu Bodhi was cut down, the monk moved to kill!" Mo Cang said in shock:

"Buddha...... Buddha jumped over the wall. ”

Mo Cang looked at the thought of standing like a stake again, and after knowing the ins and outs, he was more sympathetic to the monk, and then looked at the Buddha's clothes, his eyes jumped back and forth on the two of them, and asked, "Now that Zu Bo is mentioning the resurrection of the dead...... No, now that Zu Bodhi has been reborn, what should you do with him?"

Buddha Yi said: "One glance on the same day, that is, fate, since then, that is, fate." ”

In the distance, Yi Nian just watched from afar, and finally stopped stepping forward, he suddenly remembered the day when the tree was cut down, he was pressed to the ground by four villagers, and half of his face was pressed into the mud.

He begged desperately for mercy, but he turned a deaf ear, he desperately tried to break free, but to no avail, he just watched them cut down and leave. Seeing the last breath of the spirit image she conjured up leaning next to him, he smiled and said, "Monk, can we meet again?"

"Naturally. Even in the face of the Avenue of Scriptures, he has never been so sure, "You need to remember that looking back five hundred times in the past life can be exchanged for a quick glimpse in this life." ”

"Really?" she smiled, trying to say something more to him, but it dissipated.

Today, she is the same as she once was.

Under the tree, the girl looked around blankly, looking at the world as if she had just woken up from a big dream, her eyes were full of curiosity and ignorance, until she saw a thought standing not far away, smiled, jumped up and walked to stand there, leaned over and crossed her arms to hold her chin and looked at his face for a long time, and said with a smile:

"Monk, do we know each other?"

Her voice is like a silver bell, like a yellow warbler, melodious.

The corners of Yinian's mouth rose high, but the tears became more and more fierce, looking down at the ground, shaking his head. dog

For a long time, there was silence.

He walked away with a twist, his body stiff as a dead corpse.

Suddenly, a woman's voice came from behind her, and she asked, "Monk, ...... Can we see each other again?"

With this sentence, tears welled up like a spring, all the reserve completely collapsed, and he said in a trembling voice: "Naturally, you need to remember that you have looked back five hundred times in your past life, and you have a quick glimpse in this life. ”

"Really?" the voice behind him became even more joyful, and the words that had never been spoken in the past instantly blurted out: "Is that true? Is it true? If so, then I will try to look at you as much as possible, look at you twice, and look at you many, many more eyes, so that I can have a chance to see you again in the next life." ”

Her figure gradually became illusory again, and gradually disappeared into the long night, and the light of the sacred tree also dimmed, except for the strange shape of the leaves, the others were no different from ordinary plants and trees.

Mo Cang was stunned for a moment and said, "This ...... How so?"

Jiang Chang'an said: "It took thousands of years for her to transform into a human form, not to mention that the spiritual power of 100,000 years ago is comparable to today. Wait until the next time you transform into a human form, maybe a thousand years later, maybe even longer. ”

Yi Nian couldn't stop crying, walked behind a few people, and didn't look at her anymore.

The Buddha's clothes clasped their hands together, bowed their heads and murmured: "Countless flowers are clustered, and they are like flowers and moons in the end." ”

Jiang Changan and Buddha Yi walked under the tree and stood beside Yi Nian. Everyone has the experience of remembering a small thing for a long time, and this Lord of Ten Thousand Buddhas is no exception. The hot alleys of childhood, the old wine that I haven't finished drinking, the cat on the eaves in the afternoon, and the girl next door who took a second look.

As long as you remember the regrets in your life, the plum blossoms will fall all over Nanshan, so life is too short to hate.

"I know......" choked up at the thought, "I know she doesn't remember me for a long time, but I just want to see her again, even if it's ...... That's it..."

After his emotions calmed down, he looked at Jiang Changan with a thought, and his complicated eyes revealed gratitude, no matter what, if it wasn't for the white-haired man in front of him to cast a Bodhi Son, his wish would not have been granted.

Suddenly, his fingertips nodded towards Jiang Chang'an's eyebrows again, unlike last time, this time there was no killing intent, his fingertips were glowing with blue light, full of signs of life.

Bite!

A light sound sounded, and the fluorescence rushed straight to the Divine Mansion, Jiang Changan instinctively retreated to guard against it, but found that the fluorescence had rushed into the jade platform and attached to the cocoon, forming a layer of cyan barrier to feed the erection.

"Stupid girl......" Jiang Changan was excited, his eyes flashed with crystal, his hands trembled excitedly, he used thousands of methods, and he could only barely maintain the soul of the silkworm cocoon, and now this fluorescence is like a heart-boosting agent injected into it, so that it arouses vitality, and this excitement is no less than the reawakening of a vegetative person who has been lying on the couch for many years.

In this way, although there is no way to resurrect the dead, there is a reality of resurrection.

"What is this?" Jiang Changan asked.

One thought: "Bodhi salivation." Seven years of Bodhi saliva accumulated. ”