The mountain behind Wuliang Mountain is not the same as the front of the mountain, there are all kinds of rocks, because you want to build a Buddhist cave, so a lot of craftsmen gathered, and there are many lay monks who come spontaneously, they make tea and water for the craftsmen, and help do some chores. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Yan Jiu came from afar with the Tiandu umbrella, which was very eye-catching in this group of craftsmen and monks, but no one dared to look directly at Yan Jiu, in their eyes, the monk was the immortal who was high above.

Just by looking at it, the immortals will also blame and condemn the crime.

This is exactly what Yan Jiu meant, Yan Jiu first looked at those monks, but she looked left and right two or three times, and she didn't see the shadow of fate.

Could it be that what Kuzhi said is false, and the fate is not here?

Yan Jiu pressed her heart, this time she focused on those craftsmen, but, as always, the fate was not here.

"Girl, drink a bowl of water," a peasant woman held a porcelain bowl and handed it to Yan Jiu.

Yan Jiu stretched out his hand to take it, and the peasant woman who handed the water was still carrying a burden.

"You have come here to find someone," said the peasant woman, who poured herself a bowl and sat down on a big stone by the roadside, and drank it.

Yan Jiu asked, "You're also here looking for someone?" ”

"Yes," the peasant woman replied, "my daughter-in-law has given birth, and I have come here to bring the good news to my son, so that he may return early this month." ”

The peasant woman said, and couldn't help but laugh on her face, "My grandson is fat, but it's likable." ”

As the peasant woman was talking, she saw a man dressed in a short beat, with a hammer pinned to his waist.

"Mother, why are you here from so far away," the man said, wiping the sweat from his head.

The peasant woman smiled and said: "Far away, I only walked for two days to arrive, let me tell you, your daughter-in-law gave birth, this time I added a big fat boy to our family, that Junyou~"

"Mother, you better wait and talk, go with me over there to rest first," the man said and was about to take the peasant woman away, but saw the peasant woman say goodbye in the direction of Yan Jiu.

"Girl, my son is here, don't worry, you will definitely find the person you are looking for."

Who knew that it was okay that the peasant woman didn't say this, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she saw the man next to her, and knelt down with a "plop" at Yan Jiu.

"Son, what are you doing here?" The peasant woman said and went to drag the son on the ground, but who knew that the son was not great, but just kowtowed to Yan Jiu.

"The immortal spares her life, the immortal spares her life, my old lady is old, her eyes are dizzy, and I ask the immortal to forgive her for the crime of disrespect."

"Immortals?" The peasant woman seemed to think of something at this mentions, she fell to her knees all of a sudden, and her old tears flowed, "Immortals, it's all my fault, it has nothing to do with my son, and please spare the immortals, if you blame me, blame me, it's me who has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, it's me......"

Yan Jiu looked at the peasant woman on the ground with the coarse porcelain bowl, "Did you do something wrong?" Why should I blame you? ”

Yan Jiu said, throwing down the coarse porcelain bowl, and saw that the coarse porcelain bowl that should have fallen to the ground turned into a golden bowl, and the water inside turned into a bowl of silver beads.

"At the end of the day, I want to thank you for this bowl of water."

The peasant woman looked up in surprise and saw that Yan Jiu had disappeared.

Yan Jiu held the Tiandu umbrella and continued to walk forward, occasionally walking by craftsmen together, but they also avoided her.

This is her current situation, mortals see themselves as ants in front of her, but they don't know that she is also an ant in front of the Heavenly Dao.

Yan Jiu was still walking unhurriedly, and suddenly she stopped moving her ears, but she heard the conversation between the two craftsmen.

"That's a weirdo!" One of them said.

"Who said no, he only knew how to carve Buddha statues without saying a word!"

"That's it, he doesn't eat food, he doesn't drink water, he knows how to chisel, you say he chisels, and he doesn't carve his face for the Buddha statue, what a weirdo."

"Speaking of faces, his face is terrifying, it's not that he was pinched by a ghost when he was born."

"Oh, don't say it, I'm cold from what I'm talking about in this barren mountain and wilderness, let's hurry up and do our work, it'll be too late in a while."

As soon as the two of them were about to get up, they saw a figure suddenly appear in front of them, and the two of them were caught off guard and sat down on the ground in shock.

"Ahh Hell! One of them screamed, and even ran backwards with a rolling belt, Yan Jiu didn't stop her, she looked at the other person: "Where is the weird person you said?" ”

The man couldn't say anything frightened, he stretched out his hand and pointed in one direction tremblingly, and his voice trembled into a broken gong.

"Just, just, over there......"

Yan Jiu's figure disappeared in front of the other party's eyes in the blink of an eye, leaving only a plump and round deep-sea pearl in place.

Yan Jiu walked in the direction pointed by the craftsman, and after a few steps, he heard the sound of a carving knife carving a stone wall, the sound was not harsh, and when he closed his eyes and listened, it seemed to have a pleasant sound with some kind of regularity.

Yan Jiu took a few more steps, but this time there was the faceless Buddha statue that the two craftsmen were talking about.

Yan Jiu looked at the carved Buddha statues.

Those faceless Buddha statues are full of bodies, their clothes and ornaments are realistically depicted, except for the blank facial features, as if they can walk out of the stone wall at any time and lead sentient beings out of the sea of suffering.

If the person who carves the Buddha statue is not immersed in this way, it is the person who has been in contact with the Buddha statue all the year round, otherwise, it is impossible to carve such a vivid and lifelike Buddha statue, and it is obvious that the fate is in line with it.

Coupled with what Kuzhi said before, Yan Jiu could already be sure that these Buddha statues came from the hands of Yuan.

Yan Jiu continued to walk inside holding Tiandu, but she wasn't sure if the person in front of her was fate.

His hair was tied back with straw stalks, covered with broken blades of grass and stone chips, and he was dressed in a short suit that exposed his elbows and half-amputated legs.

From the back, this is an ordinary craftsman, without the light of the Buddha, without the breath of sandalwood, and it is far from the ninth Buddha who is as noble as the clouds on the horizon.

Moreover, Yan Jiu actually saw the demonic qi in this person, the same demonic qi as the Demon Lord.

If Yan Jiu still had doubts before, it can be determined at this time, and the person in front of him is fate.

But the edge did not find his arrival, only the expression of the carved Buddha statue, the carving knife will be a little bit of the Buddha statue outlined a clear clothing, full neck, hand pinch lotus fingers is more natural, in addition to no face, the Buddha statue in front of him seems to be the person who saves all beings from the sea of suffering.

He hesitated for a long time with the carving knife, and finally carved a knife on the face of the Buddha statue, but for some reason, the carved traces were quickly erased by him.

He sat there and looked at the Buddha statue quietly, as if he could find the answer he was looking for.

"The Buddha crosses the world, but he can't cross himself, so the Buddha is also sad."

The fingers that held the knife stiffened.

How did she come......