"Uncle, why are you standing in the middle of the road, you will block the mountain and sea beasts from transporting things, this is not good. ”

Ximen Yan lowered his head and saw a little girl standing there, she was very young, even in the world of demon painters, she was still an ignorant age.

"Xiao Yun, Xiao Yun, you kid, why did you run out alone?"

"Eh," Xiao Yun's mother looked at Ximen Yan, she didn't know the other party, and thought it was Shanhai Guan who came here to work: "This gentleman, the little girl has disturbed you, I'm really sorry." ”

"Oh, that's okay. ”

"Little friend. ”

Ximen Yan likes children very much, so he squatted in front of Xiao Yun and asked with a smile: "Uncle asks you, if I can't stand here, then where should I stand?"

"That's how it should be... ”

Xiao Yun said that the head is the Tao, a child who is only so old understands so much.

In other words, it is precisely because she is a child that Xiao Yun can talk like this, carefree, and don't have to worry about anything, just do what she likes to do.

"Little girl, you know so much," Ximen Yan: "When you grow up, do you want to be a veteran soldier?"

"What is a veteran?"

Xiao Yun looked at Ximen Yan suspiciously, however, without waiting for Ximen Yan to be disappointed, the girl suddenly pointed to the statue: "I want to be a Baojia Immortal." ”

The people of Focheng don't know what the old soldiers are, they only know the Baojia Immortals.

But such a childhood dream, Ximen Yan felt very ridiculous and unrealistic.

Ximen Yan asked the woman, "Is it okay like this?"

"What?"

"The veterans are very bitter. ”

The woman is an adult, she should be more realistic, children's words, dreams, such things Ximen Yan has seen too much, just like when he was a child, he still wanted to be a celestial servant to measure the operation of the heavens.

But what about the result?

Dreams, after all, are just dreams, and the cruel reality will let you know that if there are only dreams in life, then there is nothing.

"Sir, maybe you're here for the first day, but ... ”

The woman asked Ximen Yan to look around: "But do you think we have a hard time?"

"We are doing the same thing every day, even if we are children, we know that we can't stand in the middle of the road, come and remind us," the woman said gently: "This is our life, since it is life, why do we feel bitter?"

When habits become a part of life, when everyone abides by the rules and does not bully people arrogantly, they all begin to be reasonable, and they are willing to compare their hearts with their hearts.

Nearly 10 million people in the entire Buddha City plane have become accustomed to this kind of life and are willing to work together to maintain it.

Is it hard to reform the veterans?

But they are doing the things of the old soldiers every day, everyone is doing their best, if one day, their lives become disorderly, it will be unbearable.

Some people may think that it is very hard to be a good person, but when you take doing good deeds as a daily routine, and even everyone takes doing good deeds as a daily routine, will it really be so hard?

After all, there are only a few people who need help, but the people who can lend a helping hand are dozens or even hundreds of times more than them.

"But where did so many people come from?"

Ximen Yan asked the most critical question, how can there be so many veteran soldiers, how can there be so many good people.

Everyone is selfish, even if there is one veteran, two or three, but it is a drop in the bucket, what can such a small person do?

"Sir," the woman looked at Ximen Yan in surprise, "You, didn't you take a good look around just now?"

Following the woman's instructions, Ximen Yan looked around again, and this time, Ximen Yan saw people and things outside his gaze.

People come and go, everybody is doing their own thing, they help others to repair the house together, they help each other to do something, they go to help everyone else do it.

The children were playing, but none of them disturbed the others.

These are all very small and ordinary things, but it wasn't until the woman asked him to see it that Ximen Yan really realized that the result that Bao Jiaxian wanted had already been realized in Buddha City.

His world is a world of materialistic money.

It's very realistic there, there is nothing but money, nothing but benefits, so he also believes that the whole world is like this, and everyone should be like this.

Bao Jiaxian was afraid that as soon as he died, the Buddha City would be chaotic again, and his efforts would be in vain.

But now, looking at these people and looking at these people, Ximen Yan realized that even if there was no Bao Jiaxian, they were no longer the same as they used to be.

If you live only in your own world, you will find that the whole world is what you see. ’

As if it was a criticism, the words lingered in Ximenyan's heart again, which made him very uncomfortable, as if Bao Jiaxian was better than him when he died.

"Okay, Xiao Yun, let's go home. ”

"Oh, goodbye, uncle. ”

Watching the mother and daughter leave, Ximen Yan understood.

The spark ignites the prairie and brings up nine million people with one person's life, and then let each of these people bring more people.

The veteran is not forcing you to do anything, but teaching by word and deed, and infecting more and more people with their efforts again and again.

Maybe there are many people who will laugh at them, being fools, doing useless work.

But even if only one person is infected by them and is willing to follow in their footsteps and continue to walk, that is a kind of inheritance.

And, on the bright side, if it's not one person, it's two?

"What about two, isn't it so ridiculous. ”

Ximen Yan didn't want to admit that Baojiaxian turned around and walked into the distance, but the shadow of Baojiaxian's sculpture shrouded him.

"Tsk. ”

Ximen Yan walked forward quickly, but the sculpture was too big, and it seemed that he couldn't walk out.

"What do I care about, he's dead, what's the matter with me, I'm a pawnbroker, not an old soldier!"

Ximen Yan saw the side, the shadow was only long, but not wide, why should he move forward, wouldn't it be good to walk to the side.

However...

A white cloud floated in the sky, obscuring the sun, and the cool cloud shadow roared from afar, enveloping the Buddha city and also covering Ximenyan.

"Sir, why are you standing here?"

"This gentleman, are you the Shanhai official who came to rebuild the Buddha City?"

"Sir, are you lost, tell me about your profession as a mountain and sea official, and I'll take you to a place where they rest. ”

The people of Focheng are very polite and friendly.

But why?

Why they, not knowing themselves. He is Ximen Yan, this Buddha city, which he paid for to rebuild.

and their new home, which he spent countless mountains and seas coins, used favors from all over the world, and gave up his face to rebuild it with the best mountain and sea officials he invited!

Why doesn't anyone know themselves, you only know money, don't you know him?!