When the deafening roar passed less than half a pillar of incense, Tong Lianhai, who had escaped the catastrophe, couldn't care about his gray face, stinging all over his body, and his wolf bèi unbearable appearance, he struggled to pick up the debris around his body, pushed away a section of the beam that pressed on his body, and struggled to get up and stumble towards the direction of Yunyin Temple, because there was his only girl, Yuexin.

Hegu Town is more than three miles away from Yunyin Temple, Tong Lianhai has no time to take care of his wife who went to Aunt Liu's house to help cook in Shangpo Village last night, at this time he was anxious, thinking only about the daughter who was sent by Master Wu to listen to the scriptures this morning, he didn't dare to imagine the picture of his five-year-old daughter losing her life, his Xin'er is so smart and well-behaved, and people are pitiful, even the retreat patriarch of Yunyin Temple, Master Wu, is very fond of it, and often takes Xin'er to the temple to listen to the scriptures and teach scriptures. He also gave a string of Bodhi seeds to Xin'er, saying: "This is the intention of the Buddha, which can avoid disasters, clear poison and relieve heat, and it is of great use to keep it, Amitabha." ”

Tong Lianhai was so anxious at the moment that all five types were burned, and while staggering and running, he folded his hands and recited: "Amitabha, the Bodhisattva bless my Xin'er must be good, we can't do without Xin'er, for the sake of our husband and wife who have never done evil things, please ask the Bodhisattva to bless my Xin'er to be fine, as long as my Xin'er is fine, our husband and wife must go to the temple to add heavy sesame oil money." ”

Tong Lianhai didn't think about whether something would happen to his wife, who shared the suffering, maybe there was a sense in the dark.

When the trance-like Tong Lianhai finally ran to the Yunyin Temple with a sweat, he saw that only some soil fell from the main hall of the Buddha hall in front of him, and the masonry stone under the soil layer could be vaguely seen, and many monks were busy carrying objects to the collapsed side hall, but they didn't see their own Xin'er, nor did they see Master Wu, Tong Lianhai was so anxious that his eyes were full of gold stars, and he grabbed a monk and asked: "Where is Xin'er?" ”

The monk glanced at Tong Lianhai and reflected that this person was the family of the little girl who often went to Shi Shuzu's to listen to the scriptures, so he immediately folded his hands and said, "Donor, please come with the poor monk."

After speaking, he turned around and walked towards Master Wu's meditation room, and Tong Lianhai followed closely behind.

The monk walked forward for about 20 zhang and then turned left and entered a dense forest path, on both sides of the path were planted dense plane trees, the trunk was straight, the bark was green, smooth, the branches and leaves were dense, most of them had grown into towering trees, it can be seen that the planting years were at least twenty or thirty years old.

At the end of the path, there is a small courtyard with green tiles, and above the door of the small courtyard is clearly written "Wutong Courtyard"

, This is the Zen courtyard of Master Wu, but fortunately, this small courtyard is still intact.

The monk walked over and knocked lightly on the door, then took a step back and stood still, after a while, the courtyard door opened a crack, poked out a round little head from the inside, and saw the monk at the door, the little master put the hand of the door in the sky, bent down slightly to the monk with his hands folded, and said, "Senior Brother Jueyuan, is there something wrong?" ”

The monk also bent back with his hands folded, turned to look at Tong Lianhai who was standing behind him, and said, "Senior Brother Jueming, this benefactor has come to find Yuexin's little benefactor." ”

Jue Ming also saw the person behind Jue Yuan at this time, and at the same time understood the reason why he came here, but he didn't say anything, he just walked out of the courtyard door with a smile, folded his hands to Tong Lianhai, bent down and saluted: "Donor, please come with the little monk." ”

Tong Lianhai saw such a calm Jueming, and suddenly felt a lot more relaxed for no reason, and didn't ask much, only bent down to thank Jueyuan who led him the way, and then followed Jueming into the small courtyard.

Jueming stopped in front of the door of the first meditation room on the right side of the small courtyard, raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door, and soon someone inside opened the door.

The one who came to open the door was a young monk who was about the same age as Jueming, also seven or eight years old, glanced at Tong Lianhai behind Jueming, and didn't say anything, just let them follow him into the meditation room.

Tong Lianhai hurriedly stepped into the inner room of the meditation room, and at first glance he saw a child lying on the bed, Master Wuwu was sitting on the edge of the bed and was checking the child's pulse, and there were two seven or eight-year-old boys standing at the end of the bed.

The two little boys heard the footsteps, and at the same time turned their heads to look in the direction of the door, both children were expressionless, but one of the children with a fair complexion, his forehead was wrapped in a white cloth, obviously injured in this ground movement, he only squinted slightly and looked at the door, then turned his head and continued to look at the bed, while the other child's complexion was darker, but he looked at Tong Lianhai who came in in a hurry with big eyes and was stunned for a moment.

Master Wuwu ignored the movement behind him, and still carefully checked the pulse.

Tong Lianhai didn't care about the number of courtesies, three steps and two steps, and went straight to the head of the bed, he was already sure that the child lying down was his Xin'er.

"Xin'er, Xin'er, are you okay? Daddy is here, wake up, Xin'er, don't have anything to do. ”

Tong Lianhai looked at Xin'er's clothes on the bed, it should be fine, but her forehead was also wrapped in a white cloth, judging from the scope of the package, it should be more serious than the boy standing next to the bed, and I don't know if it will be a big problem.

At this time, Master Wuwu withdrew his hand to take the pulse, and gently turned his head to Tong Lianhai and said: "Amitabha, donor, please rest assured, Yuexin's little donor is playing in the back, when the ground moves, he was just hit on the forehead by the falling mountain stone and fainted, it's just that there may be temporary amnesia after waking up, don't worry, you can talk to her more and your memory will be restored, and the rest is fine." ”

After speaking, Master Wuwu deliberately looked at Tong Yuexin on the bed and sighed lightly.

Tong Lianhai looked at such a master, and his heart was inexplicably raised, feeling as if the master was hiding something from him.

"Master, Xin'er is really fine, right?"

"Yuexin's little benefactor is a blessed person, and he is a rare and noble person, he will be fine, and he will get better."

Master Wuwu stared at Tong Yuexin on the bed, as if he was answering Tong Lianhai, more like talking to himself.

Oh my God, why does my forehead hurt so much?

It's like being hit hard by a baseball bat, I'm Tong Yuexin is very strong, but I can't always hone my will, right?

In the past twenty-three years, I've had enough of all kinds of pain, and I'm not alive anymore, okay?

Tong Yuexin felt a throbbing pain in her forehead, but also felt a buzzing sound in her ears, and couldn't tell where the sound came from, she wanted to raise her hand to wave away, but her hand didn't listen to the command of the brain, at this time Tong Yuexin was angry, and wanted to open her eyes to see what kind of broken place this was, and after several efforts, open her eyes for this "task"

She also declared a failure, she felt as if her eyelids were sewn up, and she couldn't pull the thin eyelids with the strength of breastfeeding.

In desperation, Tong Yuexin had to suspend her strength.

"Xin'er, Xin'er, wake up, Daddy is here to pick you up, don't sleep"

Tong Yuexin was stunned, this time she heard clearly, "Xin'er? ”

Is this calling me?

This voice doesn't look like Daddy's, and, "Daddy"

What era is this called?

Where is this?

Daddy, Daddy, Mother, it should be called in ancient times, who still calls it that now...... Wait, ancient times...... Tong Yuexin stopped thinking about herself, and the "deity" suddenly popped up in her mind

Face, the scene in the underworld also poured into the brain, oh, this is the other world I'm going to - ancient?

The "Buddha-figure"

Why don't you just sue me?

Hey, ancient times are ancient times, "life is precious, love is more valuable, if it is freedom, both can be thrown"

Let it be.

Tong Yuexin thought about it like this, and fell asleep again.

When she woke up again, her eyes opened naturally and effortlessly.

The first person Tong Yuexin saw was naturally her ancient father, not to mention, it was quite tangible, although it was a little black and a little thin, but the facial features, the outline, and the long black hair (well, ancient men also had long hair), although it was not handsome, but it really felt very masculine, and then looked at his anxious eyes looking at himself, Tong Yuexin could really feel the strong love and distress, and was sure of those "buzzes" just now

The voice came from the mouth of this father.

Luckily, God still takes good care of her, and she saw such a warm scene at the first glance in ancient times.

"Daddy?"

Tong Yuexin decided to try this unfamiliar name gently, but why was this voice so immature?

His heart tightened, and he tried to keep his face calm, but his eyes quickly glanced at the hand held by Tong Lianhai, dizzy, how old should I be?