Twenty-nine years ago, there was a major drought in the land of the continent in the country of Xiniuhezhou, and the people had no harvest. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 It also coincided with the country's successive wars, heavy taxes and taxes, the people were overwhelmed, in debt, unable to sustain their lives, people in many places starved to death in the wilderness, and the famine forced orphans and refugees to spontaneously leave their hometowns, migrate and flee, forming a large number of refugees.

On this day, outside a dilapidated temple, several children waiting for relief meals and gruel also fell against the wall, and gradually closed their godless eyes in the famine and cold, and their fate gradually passed away with the hiss of the winter wind, leaving only the youngest and the most scruffy of them.

The child's cheekbones were sunken deep into his face, his lips were chapped, his bones were as thin as firewood, and the fire of life seemed to be about to be extinguished, but he relied on his tenacious spiritual conviction and refused to close his eyes, and struggled to hold on, leaning against the corner with his hands and knees, waiting for the last straw that crushed his fate. He looked at the world with empty eyes, chewed the last bit of Guanyin soil in his belly pocket in his mouth, and swallowed it stiffly into his throat, this thing has long been tasteless in his mouth. He didn't know what he was thinking, only that his spirit was beginning to be unable to support it, his consciousness gradually became trance, and the scene in front of him began to gradually blur, flashing with bursts of white light......

He kept asking himself in his heart, and he only felt that a shadow had begun to break away from his body, and slowly floated upward, to see a fat monk walking out of the white light in front of him, who was the fat master who had been distributing gruel to him and several brothers from the temple before. He walked up and gently pressed the shadow that looked exactly like himself back into his body, and warmed the poor child's weak and cold body and mind with an amiable smile......

"What's your name, little baby?" the fat monk asked with a smile as he gently stroked the child's forehead.

"I'm empty. ”

"Oh, what a special name!"

"My parents named me Picking Empty since I was a child, hoping that my birth would bring good luck to the family and drive away the bad luck of the family's 'emptiness'. Parents don't want their families to have a lot of money and food and clothing, but they want it to rain all the time, and they don't owe taxes to the government all the time. ”

The fat head scratched his nose, pretended to be clear, and continued to ask, "Oh, I see. Several brothers from the same village left in despair, but you still insist on refusing to leave, why are you?"

The little baby's eyes were hollow, smirking, tears had already dried up, and she said with white eyes: "God's will is not as good as people want, and the family has eaten the last jar of rice." My parents took me and my brothers from the same village out to flee, but on the way, we were caught by the official at the yamen, beaten to death on the spot for tax evasion, and now we are still hanging on the city wall outside Xiliang City. My brothers and I fled all the way to this place, just waiting for the last meal at the temple to see off our miserable life......"

After that, Xiao Kongkong began to completely slump, as if he was going to resign himself to fate. Suddenly, I saw the big face of the fat head smiling at him in the light of the Buddha, the whole face was warm like spring flowers blooming, and it seemed to faintly see the lotus flower blooming, the big-bellied monk sitting on the lotus platform, and the well-behaved children with the size of many small rats around him were all smart and cute, naughty and lively, all playing on his huge arms and clothes, jumping up and down, like a carefree rabbit.

I only heard the big-bellied monk ask Kongkong'er: "You have persevered until the end, but now you are leaving? I want to ask you, little brother, what kind of belief makes you persist in living until now?"

Kongkonger replied, "I think...... I want to live, I want to live to recover the remains of my parents and bury them......"

The fat head was stunned, and there seemed to be something crystal clear in the corners of his eyes, and he suddenly smiled again: "And then?"

Kongkong looked at the brothers leaning against the wall, and said dryly: "I also want to find a place for the brothers, dig a grave and bury it, get them a wooden board to make a tombstone, and engrave their names." And also...... And their parents are still hanging on the wall of Naxiliang, and I ...... too."

The fat head pretended to be surprised, and continued to laugh: "Oh! I see, so what?"

Kongkong'er looked at the fat monk and thought desperately: "If you can really continue to live, what do you want to do? After burying your parents and a few brothers and brothers in the same village, where do you want to go? What do you want to do? Go find all the grandparents, uncles and uncles in the village, and then ...... Kongkong'er doesn't know what she wants, but she seems to feel that this kind fat monk is guiding her future path......

Kongkonger's eyes lit up, plucked up his courage, and made up his mind to say fiercely: "My parents told me before they died that food payment is the foundation of the country and the responsibility of the people, and it should not be evaded. The country has been fighting for many years, and it is impossible for the state to reduce the tax on civil service, and there can be no change in this era. I don't want to use my life to make trouble for the yamen, and I don't want to follow the soldiers of the uprising to rebel against the government. If you had to ask me why I continue to live, I think there is only one simple reason......

The fat head Tuo Zhengse listened: "What is that?"

Kongkong'er replied firmly: "I can let poor children like me eat and drink enough and live happily." It can make the world fairer and the poor happier. Since I was a child, I have loved to listen to my parents tell the story of the swallow Langfei, and I think I just imagine Langfei to be a chivalrous and helpful swallow. Since I can't dominate the changes of the times, let me start by robbing the rich and helping the poor, and use my personal chivalry to do something for the people in this country!"

Maitreya Buddha laughed and said, "Oh! I want to be a thief like a swallow flying in waves!"

Kongkong'er said very imposingly, quite a feeling of Lingyun's ambition, and didn't want this fat monk to speak like this, so he suddenly poured a scoop of cold water on him. I only heard him say: "The little baby said it so grandly, this is not a good thing, this road is not easy to walk." You must know that no matter how high-sounding you say, a thief is always a thief, and a thief still cannot escape the fate of a thief. Yan Zi Langfei finally died on the government's bounty wanted list, are you prepared?"

Kongkonger argued: "But he has won the love of the people, sent charcoal to the poor us, and rescued many families who are suffering." ”

Fatman replied with a smile, "Okay! At a time when you can't find your own path correctly, I might as well let you try the path you have chosen. As the saying goes, a person who is a cultivator is always thinking while moving forward on the road, and one day, you will find your true direction in the future and know what you really want in your heart!"

After that, the pot-bellied monk laughed, patted the empty arm, and said to him, "How is it? Are you happy? You can live." ”

This strange monk is really unknown, but I do feel that my head is suddenly much clearer, my body has energy, my stomach does not seem to be hungry, bathed in the sunshine of the Holy Buddha, it seems that the cold has long been dispelled, and the whole body is much more comfortable, no longer dying like Fang Cai. Kongkong'er suddenly realized, and then carefully looked at this huge fat monk, his kind face, and his belly was so big, like a fat ball of meat, he couldn't help but cover his mouth and say in surprise: "Ah! Isn't this exactly the same as the huge Maitreya Buddha enshrined in the temple......? Is it the manifestation of the bodhisattva?"

I saw that the monk was still laughing and said, "I saw that you have lived by faith for three months, and you have been thinking of the Buddha in your heart, and you have told me your suffering quite sincerely. You must know that if you don't forget, there will be an echo. I also happened to pass by this place in search of someone who was destined to be destined, and when I saw that you were so sincere, I manifested in this temple. I will give you the power of new life, and at the same time I will give you endless karmic suffering. If you want to be chivalrous and righteous, rob the rich and help the poor, then you have to learn from me. I have a kind of treasure, it has two kinds of mystical methods, I ask you, what do you want to learn from me?"

Knowing that it was the manifestation of the Buddha, he ordered his own practice, and he wanted to accept himself as an apprentice, so he hurriedly agreed: "The disciple will meet the Bodhisattva! No, the disciple will meet the master! Although Kongkonger wants to learn some strong skills that can kill the rich and help the poor, I don't want to fight and kill, so that people will be hurt and fall into endless hatred and suffering. After all, that martial arts is a murderous trick. Can the Bodhisattva teach me the ability to manifest out of thin air?"

Maitreya laughed and said, "Hahaha! Good, good, it's fate. When I came back to the world, I wanted to find two destined people, learn the mystical art of heaven and earth in my Qiankun bag, and make the most of its powerful function. After that, Maitreya Buddha took out a bag from his waist, only to see that the treasure bag was gray and dusty, nothing unusual, and he didn't want it to be a famous Qiankun treasure bag in the immortal Buddha world.

"This Qiankun bag can hold the heavens, earth, sun, moon and stars, can absorb and release all things, the mana is the highest and strongest, it is the fourth day of my desire realm: the Tushi Heavenly Palace Supreme Magic Weapon, it is one of the treasures that I brought into the world in the Brahmin world. According to the supreme decree of my Buddha's Rulai, the collection and management of immortal artifacts need to be punished for overly strong treasures, and treasures that can break the initial chaos should weaken their efficacy. I have been visiting the world, looking for carrier utensils to branch out the two supreme Xuangong thaumaturgy of the Qiankun bag, but I have found that there are not many utensils that can carry and rely on their mana. Then after asking Guanyin Bodhisattva Daoming, that is, the numerology stars of destined people, the dantian inner universe, can be stronger than all the holy tools in the world. As the so-called human heart can be filled with the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, and the mind can accommodate the immeasurable sea, the Bodhisattva said: Why not find someone who is destined. ”

Maitreya Buddha handed over the Qiankun bag to Kongkonger to play with, and Kongkonger stretched the treasure bag open, like a cloak. I only heard Maitreya Buddha say again: "According to the guidance of Guanyin Bodhisattva, today is to see a destined person, and the Sprinkle family also made an exception to receive a lay disciple, today both the Qiankun treasure bag hides the time and space Xuanmen spell of all things, and you need to borrow your life yuan to inherit a mysterious substance in the treasure bag - the powder of the dark worm." I need to collect all the dark worm powder into your dantian, so as to weaken the Qiankun bag to collect the heavens and the earth, and turn all things into an invisible powerful mysticism, I ask you, are you willing?"

Kongkong'er was shocked: "It's true that everything has an exchange condition! Without a cause, how can there be an effect, is my life going to be handed over to the Bodhisattva? Time and space magic? Is that the invisible time and space mystic art that Master Fang Cai has escaped from?"

Maitreya replied, "Not bad. Dark worm powder is an unknown thing outside the sky that can peck at the space-time cavity realm, it is earlier than the beginning of chaos, far from the universe, it is a space-time wormhole that can eat away at the boundary of space, open the black cavity and connect another space, it can dissipate and hide everything, and collect it in the cavity realm of another dimension. I'll teach you how to use it, and when you're done, you'll be able to dissolve into the void, travel through the tunnels of time and space, and travel back and forth between the present world and the otherworld. At the same time, your life element will also be inseparable from the dark worm powder, and bear all the dangerous consequences it brings, even devouring your own primordial spirit into nothingness. Do you dare to accept it?"

Empty and frightened, listening to what the Bodhisattva said, even if the Buddha has already chosen himself, how can he refuse? Moreover, his own life is also saved by the Bodhisattva, and it is also a blessing from numerology cultivation to fulfill the karma for the Bodhisattva and resolve the treasure crisis, so he replied: "The disciple is willing to be pointed out by the Bodhisattva and obey the instructions of the Holy Buddha! If this is the case, I can really come and go freely, enter and exit the space-time realm, and go wherever I want?"

The Bodhisattva laughed and said, "Oh, it depends on your creation." However, if you really learn the skill of controlling the dark insect powder, you think that the world is big, the forbidden land of the palace, the mountains and rivers, you must also come and go freely, you can leave if you want, and stay if you want!" Before leaving, he said: "I still have important things to do, and I still need to find a destined person to turn the other miraculous mystic method of this Qiankun bag - the strong gravitational force and the dark pole star of the heaven and earth, and then he will be your junior brother." We meet in dreams every day, I will entrust you with dreams and teach you time and space magic in dreams, you have to cherish fate......!"

Since then, under the guidance of Maitreya Buddha in his daily dreams, he has practiced the technique of dark insect powder control, learned the basic seal form of the space-time array technique, and gradually mastered the principle of opening the wormhole, skillfully shuttling back and forth between different spaces, and running in the space-time tunnel. Since then, Kongkonger has robbed the rich and helped the poor everywhere through the divine law, relying on the magic power given by Maitreya Buddhism to come and go to the palaces and mansions of the royal palace nobles and dignitaries, and often wander in the eaves of the treasure house of the huge traitorous rich businessmen, mountain thieves and grass cowards, and scoop up wealth and silver everywhere to send charcoal to the poor people and rescue the poor.

Since then, the chivalrous name of Kongkonger has gradually become a household name among the people, and the grain tanks of refugees often have God-given food, and there is always a swallow dart left. But everyone knows that Yan Zi Langfei has already passed away, and the name of the world's first thief has been taken over by Kongkong and has begun to spread far and wide in the rivers and lakes. At the same time, the name of "Sima Picking the Void" has also become popular all the way on the government's arrest list, and the bounty in the Lulin rivers and lakes has also increased, and it has become the target of the ** assassins from all walks of life, and it is famous. This time, he became the out-and-out number one thief in the world, the first wonder man in the world who came without a trace and went without a trace.

On this day, Kongkong, as usual, begged for food on the street with a few begging beggars, and when he was free, a few people who asked for food fell in the corner of the wall and chattered. Everyone is talking about the thief who came without a trace, went without a trace, and the dragon saw the head and tail of the thief. Everyone is talking nonsense, a blow of praise, blowing the empty magic power like a fairy, the magic can steal the sky and change the day, and the divine function is simply invincible and incomparable.

Seeing that everyone was asking for food, Kongkonger talked about himself like this, and there were all kinds of legends about him among the people, and he also felt a trace of self-expansion in his heart. He kept telling himself that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people in the world. All the sages in the rivers and lakes are looking at him, and besides, the master is a bodhisattva manifestation, and he is just waiting for the day when his mind turns evil and falls into false fame and endless "desire", and he sees the joke of breaking his original vow.

Although he is rooted and has firm beliefs, he will not be vain, go crazy, and go astray, but he does feel that his ability is supernatural, and for ordinary people, it is no different from a myth, which is enough to lead a change of the times. Perhaps, he can one day accept the love and support of the people openly, and can really start from the reform of the imperial court, and bring dawn and happiness to everyone from the current situation, instead of sneaking around like now. It's time for you to officially plan and consider this matter. When the Bodhisattva wanted to find his true direction in the journey of cultivation, was this the great thing he really wanted to do?

Kongkonger was inexplicably happy, and when he saw that he was held in the sky by everyone, his heart seemed to be happy. Let's not think about the rest of the matter for the time being, in front of the moment, I can be happy, that is, I should be happy. He picked up a bowl of noodle soup and drank it. Everyone laughed when they saw him stupidly, and scolded: "I'm not talking about you, how proud are you?" "That's the bowl of the big dog in the roadside bun shop, stupid!"

Kongkong'er woke up suddenly, and hurriedly spit at the flower child, "You are an ancestor, why didn't you say it earlier!"

The beggar hurriedly wiped the soup from his face and scolded back: "Pig, how do you know that you are hungry and really robbing the dog of food?"

A few people were making noise, and suddenly a group of people from the palace came to the side of the street, and they all squeezed in to the corner of the wall, and everyone rushed in. As soon as the beggars saw the costumes, they recognized them as people from the palace, who were the people next to Kong Xuan, the king of Ning, the great prince of the Tu'er Kingdom. Several beggar disciples were also quite knowledgeable, and recognized the three leaders who were the legendary masters around the prince: Nie Yinniang, Tie Mole and Duan Kexie. Copy the translation results to Google Translate