Rebirth: Out of Demons and Into Buddhas 2

Bhikkhu Huicheng frowned tightly, "Didn't those people like Ma Chaoyang and Duan Wuya once promised Old Chen Tanyue that they would take care of his little disciple? Why is he still in the realm of death?"

It's been quite a while since I came out of the secret world, and no one went to see that kid?

Could it be that he was still allowed to stay alone in Chen Lao Tanyue's legacy?What kind of care is this?

Bhikkhu Huiyin also frowned tightly, with disapproval all over his face.

Fu and Luohan shook their heads, "The situation in Shensang's world is really not optimistic, and their own sect also suffered heavy losses, so they have to worry about everything, and they can't take care of that little Tanyue for a while, I think it's possible... .”

The words of Fu and Arhat could not convince the two monks Huicheng and Huiyin at all. The two monks Huicheng and Huiyin snorted coldly, and the other didn't say anything, just looking straight at the sea of ​​fire in front of them.

Fu and Arhat sighed secretly, and sang the Buddha's name in a low voice, "Namo Amitabha."

When Fuhe Luohan, Huicheng and Huiyin mentioned the little disciple Chen Sou, Jingfu had already passed through the sea of ​​fire and arrived at the place where he had stayed for a while.

The little boy in the Yifu noticed something strange early on.

He touched the bodhi seed that was quietly kept in his arms, and after looking at the gate of the cave for a while, he supported the ground with the other hand, stood up from the futon, walked out of the quiet room, and stood still in the middle of the library.

On the wall behind him was a blank scroll.

That was originally the resting place of old man Chen's remnant soul. When Jing Fu stepped into the library from the outside, that old old man Chen met here.

The little boy stood for a while, then looked sideways at the blank scroll. He didn't know what he was thinking, his eyes were fixed, and he ran to the front of the wall with a thump, and stretched his arms to touch the blank scroll.

The boy is only five years old now, he is not tall, and his arms are pitifully short. Even if he raised his feet and straightened his hands, he could barely touch the bottom of the scroll.

But that's enough.

Before Chen Lao left, he never expected that he could come back in one piece, so as early as that time, he had already informed Xiao Tong of the forbidden centers of the cave.

In consideration of Xiaotong's current situation, he deliberately re-adjusted the formation control center of the cave, so that Xiaotong can still act conveniently even if he is restricted everywhere.

When the child's finger touched the bottom of the scroll, a white light lit up from the blank scroll of the scroll.

The white light spread very quickly, and within a short time, it occupied the entire scroll.When the white light completely calmed down, the scroll was already filled with light and shadow.

It is nothing else, it is the scene outside their cave at the moment.

Seeing the movement of the scroll, the little boy stepped back a few steps to make his neck a little more comfortable.

However, his eyes were still fixed on the scene reflected in the scroll, and he was never distracted.

A young monk...

As if aware of the little boy's intentions, the light and shadow in the scroll changed again, as if the eyes were pulled closer, clearly reflecting the person standing in front of the cave.

The little boy tilted his head to look at the monk, and after staring at it for a while, he finally showed some hesitation in his gaze.

What is this man doing standing in front of his house?

Came for him?

Not like ah.

If he came looking for him, why didn't he call the door, but just stood there... in a daze?

The little boy looked left and right, turned his eyes again and again, but he still didn't understand what the young monk reflected in the scroll was doing.

So...does he want to ask?

The little boy touched the Bodhi child in his arms for a moment, and couldn't help thinking of the taboos he had heard from his teacher and father.

Monks practice, most avoid being disturbed by others.

Xiao Tong is still young now, but he is no longer the ignorant country boy he was before.and......

The little boy turned his eyes to the face of the young monk.

For some reason, this young monk gave him a special feeling from the moment he appeared.

This feeling is very similar to the feeling that his brother gave him that day, and it is also like the bodhi seed in his arms now.

Xiao Tong looked at it, and flashed in his mind the answer that his teacher gave him when he asked his teacher Bodhizi when his teacher was still there.

Bodhisattva...is a holy spirit of Buddhism.And this monk is a Buddhist.

Now the young monk standing outside the gate of his cave should be connected with the bodhi seed in his arms.Perhaps, this bodhi seed was given by him.

The little boy looked at the young monk intently, and pressed his lips tightly.

So, what is he doing?

Xiaotong didn't miss the young monk's somewhat distracted gaze, nor did he miss the half-calm, half-compassionate look on his face.

He must be looking at something, listening to something, or thinking about something.

The little boy glanced at the young monk again, hesitating for a while, his thoughts turned, and the light and shadow reflected in the picture scroll changed instantly, as if his vision was suddenly raised and pulled up, the young monk in the picture scroll began to move away and shrink, outside the cave. More scenes were taken into the picture scroll and became part of the light and shadow in the picture scroll.

It was also at this time that the little boy saw the flames spreading and blooming all over the sky outside.

The flames were so dazzling that it almost burned the little boy's eyes, but the little boy didn't dodge, he observed the scene in the sea of ​​flames more carefully.

Even the little boy could clearly see something in the sea of ​​flames through the barriers that had been blessed layer upon layer in the cave.

For example, the almost distorted airflow chased by the flames, such as the invisible but real shadows, and the bright star points that are scattered in the flames after being burned by the flames...

After seeing clearly, the little boy couldn't help turning his eyes back to the young monk.

He must be doing something!

The little boy's hand hanging by his side clenched into a small fist.

Even though he has never been out of the cave since he entered the cave, he is still very aware of the situation outside.Now that the outside of the cave has fallen into the sea of ​​flames and is entangled by the flames, he doesn't think there is anything wrong with it.

Good thing!

Great job!

But what can he do?

Xiao Tong looked at the young monk reflected in the picture scroll, let go of his fist, and frowned, thinking hard.

At this moment, Jingfu Buddha body didn't know that there was a five-year-old boy in the cave in front of him, thinking hard about how to give him a hand.

His mind is scattered into thousands of invisible dust, floating beside each flame, quietly listening to the last echo of the life licked by the flame.

Xiaotong thought for a long time, but he couldn't think of a solution, so he simply stopped thinking about it, and just quietly stared at the human face in the painting, waiting for him to wake up.

I don't know how long it took, until the sea of ​​fire shrank and re-formed into a flame of mixed colors of three colors, returning to the heart lamp with a thick piece of stardust, Jingfu Buddha blinked his eyes and came back to his senses.

He lowered his head, watching the thick stardust sinking at the bottom of the heart lamp, mixing with the stardust that had accumulated there earlier, and sang the Buddha's name in a low voice.

"Namo Amitabha."

The little boy in the cave saw him come back to his senses, thought for a while, then went forward again, and touched the bottom of the scroll.

A voice rang in the ears of Jingfu Buddha outside the cave.

"Senior came from the outside world, and the younger generation was far behind, so don't blame the senior."

The childish voice that hadn't shed its childishness spoke such mature and prudent words, even the Buddha heard it, and found it quite funny.

For a moment, Jing Fu Buddha's body and mind dissipated a little depression.

Jingfu Buddha shook his head and raised his palm, "I took the liberty to disturb you and came here uninvited. How can I blame Xiao Tanyue? If Xiao Tanyue is inconvenient, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Tong had already walked out of the library and came directly to this side.

This is actually quite a dangerous thing.

There is only a little boy in this cave, a real child, there is no teacher above to rely on, and no friends nearby to help.The only thing that can protect him a little bit is the numerous barriers in the cave.If Jing Fu had malicious intentions, the consequences would be disastrous.

But the boy still came out.

The door of the cave was opened, and the little boy stood in front of the gate, clasped his palms upright and bowed to Jingfu, "Master, please."

Jingfu Buddha sighed secretly, and returned a salute, "Thank you, little Tanyue."

The little boy shook his head, led Jingfu Buddha and walked inside.

When the two of them entered the cave, the restriction that was opened by the little boy from the inside was closed again.

Jingfu Buddha's face remained unchanged, he still followed the boy and went into the cave.

When the sea of ​​fire disappeared, Bhikkhu Huiyin's eyes moved.

But instead of looking at Fu and Arhat, he glanced at Bhikkhu Huicheng.

Bhikkhu Huicheng saw clearly and shook his head secretly, but he himself followed Bhikkhu Huiyin's wishes, turned his head to look at Fu and Arhat, and asked, "Master, Master Jingfu, what is this..."

Fu and Luohan looked at the much cleaner area, shook their heads, and said, "Master Jingfu is fine. He was invited by Chen Tanyue's young disciple to enter Chen Tanyue's widow."

The two monks Huicheng and Huiyin breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this.

Bhikkhu Huicheng even said, "That is to say, Master Jingfu met that young disciple of Old Chen Tanyue? Fortunately, very fortunately!"

If that little Tanyue can be taken care of by Master Jingfu for a while, it will be that little Tanyue's luck.And they can be regarded as worthy of Old Chen Tanyue.

Fu and Luohan listened without speaking.

What Master Jingfu did for that Chen Tanyue, and what he did for this little Tanyue, is all the cause and effect of Master Jingfu himself, not theirs.

They also inherited the love and cause of that Chen Tanyue. If they do nothing, there will still be a loss in karma. How can it be so easy?

After Huicheng and Huiyin looked at each other and smiled for a while, they suddenly thought of something. Huicheng asked Fu and Arhat again, "Master, what should we do now? We are also going to the old Chen Tanyue's remains." Go to the mansion, or wait here?"

Fu and Luohan thought for a while and replied, "Just wait here."

Bhikkhu Huicheng frowned when he heard the words, but when he caught a glimpse of the faces of Fu and Arhat, he paused, stretched his brows and eyes, and replied, "Yes."

But Bhikkhu Hui Yin had long been staring at the boundary ahead, as if he hadn't been distracted to observe anything.

Fu and Luohan looked at their two disciples, then looked away and sat quietly with their eyes closed.

Because the sea of ​​flames in Jingfu was too vast, from time to time, local monks from the Shensang Realm would come from all directions and wander around here to investigate.

Many times, they would visit Fu and Luohan for a few turns, but no one dared to approach them specifically.

not a single one.

Fu and Luohan just sat quietly with their eyes closed and ignored them.But Bhikkhu Huiyin put all his thoughts on the realm that had been burned by Jingfu's heart fire, and didn't care about other things at all.

Helpless, Bhikkhu Huicheng had no choice but to take over the heavy burden and deal with these local monks from the Shensang realm who occasionally appeared.

Although everything is quite handy, Bhikkhu Huicheng still hopes to see Jing Fu as soon as possible rather than making friends with these local monks and laying the foundation for the future Dharma lineage inheritance.

After all, the sooner they negotiate with Master Jingfu, the sooner they can start to establish the Dharma Lineage and truly inherit the Dharma.

But at the moment when Bhikkhu Huicheng was eagerly looking forward to it, the body of Jingfu Buddha was still in Chen Lao's residence, sitting and chatting with the boy.

The author has something to say: Today's chapter is a bit short, please forgive me.Finally, good night dears.

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