"It's the one who lost the child yesterday!"
"I remember that Master Zhao drew something on the yellow paper and then folded it into a paper crane. At first I thought it was ridiculous, but I didn't expect that I actually got it back."
"Master Zhao's name means that he is a living god!"
Everyone realized that it was a false alarm, and then, there was thunderous applause and praises under the overpass, which lasted for a long time.
Zhao Fan waited patiently for a while, and then his voice gradually weakened. He raised his hand, rubbed his thumb and index finger together and said, "According to the rules, I will give you a symbolic coin."
"Master, how can this be done?" The middle-aged woman freed up a hand, took out a wad of money from her arms, and said, "This is ten thousand, and I don't have much left at home. If you don't mind, just keep it first." .”
Her husband was a fire officer, but he had an accident at the fire scene, and now he is left with an orphan and a widowed mother.
When the child was abducted by human traffickers, the sky was about to fall. Fortunately, she met this young master while passing by the overpass, and her mother and child were reunited, and her husband's bloodline was continued. Last night, when I went to a neighboring province overnight, there was really no one around, so I called my husband’s comrades and successfully picked up the child.
"sister in law."
One of the men said: "We have prepared the money, and each of us has collected some, so you can keep it to raise Tinker Bell."
"That's not possible." The middle-aged woman shook her head and refused.
"Stop it, I want a coin." Zhao Fan said with emotion: "I have been here for two days, and I have already determined the rules. I will not take any extra points."
His tone left no room for doubt, as if he would fall out if he violated it.
"This..." The middle-aged women and men were all stunned.
Finally, she turned over a coin in her pocket, handed it to Zhao Fan with tears in her eyes, and said, "Master Zhao, you are such a good person."
"Maybe." Zhao Fan chuckled softly. When he opened his eyes, the coin exuded the light of merit and became a coin as expected.
Many onlookers applauded desperately again, because this young master has both real ability and virtue, and is not moved by money. What makes them depressed is that in five days, the master will leave Yangzhou City...
The middle-aged woman said some words of thanks, and when she was about to take the child away, she was stopped by Zhao Fan from behind, "Wait a minute."
She asked doubtfully: "Master Zhao, do you have anything else to do?"
Zhao Fan picked up the yellow paper and the evil-killing pen in the bag, then pricked his own fingertip with the tip of the pen, dipped it in blood and drew a talisman, then folded it into a triangle, threw it into the opponent's hand and said: "This is It is an amulet made from the essence and blood of this master. Put this on a red string and wear it on your child, it will protect him from disaster for twenty years. Don't take it off even when taking a bath, it will not be soaked to death."
When he was drawing the talisman, he used the power of Longyang to bless the yellow paper, so ordinary water and fire could not corrode it.
"Master Zhao, this is too precious..." The middle-aged woman shed tears.
"Your husband died young for the people, so he is a hero." Zhao Fan said seriously: "How can a hero have to worry about his death?"
Bang bang! ! !
Everyone applauded again.
At this time, Zhao Fan and Shenxiu, who had packed up their props, gradually disappeared among countless admiring and awed eyes.
…
After returning to the hotel, Shenxiu smiled admiringly and said, "Brother Zhao, I respect you for this matter today."
"It takes a little effort." Zhao Fan shook his head and sighed. After picking up his things, he went down to check out, and then headed to the outskirts of Yangzhou City with Shenxiu.
When he arrived at the yard of the thatched house, Shenxiu looked at Taozi who opened the door and suddenly said: "No wonder you didn't come back last night. I bet there is a female benefactor here."
Zhao Fan rolled his eyes and introduced: "My cousin, Taozi."
"What a clean smile." Shenxiu said blankly.
Zhao Fan was relieved when he heard this. Grandma Sixth used a spell on Taozi to hide that type. Even Shenxiu, who was profound in Buddhism, did not realize that Taozi was a demon. In this way, if you take her outside in the future, you won't be easily seen through by any sensible person.
"Cousin." Taozi asked enthusiastically, "Who is this bald brother?"
"His dharma name is Shenxiu, just call him Baldy." Zhao Fan said.
Taozi looked at Shenxiu's depressed expression and said with a smile: "Grandma said you should be polite, and it's not a good thing for a bald man to hear. I'd better call you Brother Shenxiu."
"This is quality..."
Shenxiu slapped Zhao Fan with his elbow and snorted coldly: "Can't you be like the Peach Donor?"
"..."
Zhao Fan was too lazy to pay attention to him and entered the courtyard first.
Mrs. Tian held a pipe in her hand and smoked it while walking out of the room, "Fan'er is back?"
"Grandma." Zhao Fan nodded politely.
Mrs. Tian asked: "Is the fetus of the magic sword pretty good to use?"
"Well, the demonic nature is indeed as you said, and it has no impact on my heart and soul." Zhao Fan said with a smile: "However, my sword control skills are just getting started at the moment, and I cannot exert its true power at the first level."
"The road has to be walked step by step." Mrs. Tian asked with a smile: "The little monk setting up a stall with you is also here. Which temple does he belong to?"
Before Zhao Fan could reply, Shenxiu came over and performed Buddhist rituals and said, "Senior Tian, this junior studied under the Miaofa Temple in Hong Kong, and his dharma name is Shenxiu."
"Oh...Miaoho Temple."
Mrs. Tian blew out a big smoke ring and said, "That stubborn old man Cichen is now strong and strong?"
"Thanks to Senior Tian for caring about me, my tutor is very good." Shenxiu was dumbfounded and thought to herself, why is this great aunt, Brother Zhao, so sacred? Calling Master stubborn? !
Zhao Fan was also a little surprised. His uncle and grandfather had never called Master Cishen that way, either in front of him or behind his back.
Next, Mrs. Tian led Taozi to the back mountain with a pipe. Shenxiu lay on the rocking chair and slept in, while Zhao Fan took out the "All Things Heart Sutra" from the blue sumeru jade and read it.
At this glance, the moon and stars are sparse.
Zhao Fan was so invested that he didn't even bother to eat dinner. He seemed to have opened a brand new door, and like a wolf that had been hungry for a long time and saw a lot of barbecue, he spent all his time thinking about the meaning of every word.
Until noon the next day, Zhao Fan put away the "All Things Heart Sutra" and came to the table to sit down and eat with everyone, but he was still reviewing it in his mind.
There are three chapters in the "Wanxiang Heart Sutra", each of which represents a different state of mind.
Even Zhao Fan, who has spiritual roots, spent eighteen hours and only read the first chapter, and only understood 30% of it, which shows how difficult it is.
Zhao Fan ate a few bites in a hurry, put down his chopsticks and said, "Auntie, there is something I don't understand. One moment I think it means one thing, and the next moment I think it means another. I waver between the two."
Mrs. Tian asked: "Which page and which sentence?"
"The third page..." Zhao Fan thought for a moment and then said: "The nineteenth sentence."
"When I first came into contact with this place, I felt like it was explaining two different directions." Mrs. Tian said with a smile: "Then my master said that no matter which one is wrong, the correct thing is that the two are one. .”
"Unity?"
Zhao Fan widened his eyes and asked, "It's impossible. There is no intersection, how can we merge into one?"
"Fan'er, let me give you an analogy so you can understand." Mrs. Tian answered directly. She said meaningfully: "Just like laughing and crying, they appear to be opposite poles on the surface. In fact, as you follow Lao Qi has been traveling all over the country for so many years, and it’s not uncommon to have expressions like laughing and crying, crying and laughing, right?"
"Cry with a smile, laugh with a cry..."
After Zhao Fan chewed it a few times, he suddenly became enlightened and said with bright eyes: "I understand!"
Afterwards, he left the dinner table, took out the "All Things Heart Sutra" and continued reading.
Shenxiu and Taozi looked at each other, what kind of riddle was this? Especially Zhao Fan, from yesterday to now, he has been like a man possessed, holding this booklet and reading endlessly.
Before I knew it, it was two o'clock in the afternoon.
Zhao Fan put away the booklet and returned with Shenxiu with his baggage to set up a mysterious stall under the overpass in Yangzhou City. He should have relaxed and paid attention to everything. The Heart Sutra of All Things includes everything in the world, so it is as vast as the sea.
If you are too obsessed with it and once your spirit is exhausted, you will easily go astray. If you don't discover and correct it in time and go further and further in the wrong direction, it will mean digging your own grave!
The scene under the overpass today was even more lively than yesterday, and the scene was like a big star appearing here, attracting crazy onlookers.
It was much deserted on the other side of the bridge. In sharp contrast to Mrs. Tian's calm demeanor, the man in Mao suit's eyes was full of jealousy. He felt that if Master Zhao was allowed to continue, he would have no foothold in Yangzhou City. Suddenly, a plan came to mind, so I picked up my mobile phone and contacted my brother-in-law who worked in the Urban Management Bureau...
