Grandma said that the Buddha statue that got into my mind was not that simple, so she asked me to put my thoughts into it to find out.
When I did so, I felt extremely excited.
There is indeed a cave inside this pill bead. What comes into view is a vast white space, boundless and extremely vast.
There were countless yellow light groups floating in the air, like a dream, and in my mind's perception, there were waves calling me in the middle area.
With a thought, his consciousness instantly appeared in the center of this vast area, and his heart suddenly shook again.
I saw a Buddha statue sitting cross-legged in front of me, emitting white light. It was solemn and sacred, just like the pendant around my neck.
But unlike the pendant, there is a Zen staff emitting sacred white light standing next to the Buddha statue, which is definitely extraordinary.
What surprised me even more was that the red egg that had been sucked in before was actually suspended one meter to the right of the Buddha statue, absorbing the bright white light emitted by the Buddha statue, as if it was gestating some kind of mysterious life.
To the left of the Buddha statue stands a white stone platform with an unknown book placed on it.
After contemplating some red eggs, I explored the Buddha statue.
I feel that the thoughts I communicated with before should have come from this Buddha statue. Unfortunately, after trying to communicate, I did not receive any response.
Finally, my mind came to the stone platform on the left. When I saw the books placed on it, I was suddenly shocked!
The four big characters above come into view.
Four Zen and Eight Concentrations!
This is actually the cultivation method of the Four Zen and Eight Concentrations!
I was immediately excited. With it, I would be able to practice in the future. In my excitement, I thought of opening the book.
But what puzzles me is that the book has not been opened.
At this moment, my grandma's voice came to my ears, "How are you, Xiao An? Do you have any new discoveries?"
I withdrew all my thoughts in an instant and watched my grandma excitedly describe the situation inside the pill, ignoring the Buddha statue and the red egg.
"Haha, it's exactly what I thought. That must be your inheritance and practice method." Grandma smiled and said: "As for the book that can't be opened, don't worry, it means it's not yet time."
Grandma also said that my cultivation has just been promoted to the early stage of Yichantian, and it should be consolidated for a period of time. There is no benefit in improving the state too quickly, and I am not in a hurry to open the book.
"Brother An, I, I'm so cold." He Huanhuan behind me has been in a daze since he was lying on my back. This time, he may have caught a cold.
After hearing this, my grandma and I stopped communicating and hurried home.
But I still have a doubt, since the Buddha statue is my inheritance, why didn't it appear directly in me, but in Gongsun Tianqiang's place?
If Aunt Guijuan hadn't brought Gongsun Tianqiang to see my grandma three years ago, and my mother had beaten her up and taken away the Buddha statue, wouldn't I have missed out on the inheritance?
What went wrong here, and what's the trick?
There are too many doubts about what the thoughts and red eggs in the Buddha statue are communicating with me.
But I felt that she might not know these things when I asked my grandma, so I kept them in my heart without asking, preparing to explore them in the future.
After arriving home, I put He Huanhuan on the kang. I immediately touched her forehead. It was slightly hot and she should have entered the low-grade fever stage.
Grandma asked me to get antipyretic medicine, and after letting her take it, she spread the quilt on the kang, and then started to take off He Huanhuan's clothes. She must have wanted her to lie in the quilt and cover her sweat to reduce the fever.
At that time, we would use this kind of traditional method when we had a fever or cold. As long as the fever was not too severe, we could basically recover after sweating under the covers.
After He Huanhuan's layers of wet clothes were taken off, his underwear and fair skin were exposed, which made my heart beat faster.
Just as grandma was about to take off her underwear, she suddenly looked at me angrily and said, "Why are you still looking at me stupidly? Why don't you get out of the way quickly? By the way, take out Huanhuan's soaked clothes, and I'll give them to you later." Take care of it.”
He Huanhuan glanced at me subconsciously, her eyes flickering, and she lowered her head with a blushing face.
Looking at grandma who was using a towel to wipe He Huanhuan's body, I coughed and walked out of the house quickly.
Not long after, after entering the house, He Huanhuan lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
The grandma looked at her and sighed: "Hey, this child is pitiful, but after this crisis, her disaster is over."
I looked carefully and found that the black air on He Huanhuan's forehead had disappeared, which made me feel relieved.
Three years ago, grandma said that I was the key person to help her survive the disaster. This time, I saved her life. Didn't my grandma's words come true?
Then grandma washed He Huanhuan's clothes and made a call on her landline, "Hello, Lao Xing? Someone drowned in the river here. Can you come over and retrieve the body today? Ah? Don't worry, it's okay. I can handle the sneakiness. You just need to deal with the corpse. You might be able to fake it. Oh, it's okay. Well, I told them the price. The minimum is 50,000. Ah, okay. I'll be here around six o'clock in the evening. I'll wait for you. .”
There are a lot of details in the job of fishing out corpses, and there are professionals, but I have no interest in this business and didn't ask any questions.
I suddenly thought of the situation at home and asked my grandma how Aunt Guijuan had talked to my father and how much money she spent with my father when his son was admitted to the hospital by my mother.
Grandma said that after Aunt Guijuan came to my house, she started to act violently. She yelled and even hit my dad. My dad knew that he was in the wrong and didn't fight back.
But suddenly, my mother came back and saw Aunt Guijuan attacking my father. She became ill at that time, and she was so excited that she wanted to chop my aunt with a kitchen knife.
Although Zhao Guijuan is arrogant, she can also bully honest people. When she encounters my mother who is willing to fight for her life even if she doesn't care about her life, she will immediately wilt.
She was so frightened that she turned around and ran away, but her mother chased her for three streets with a kitchen knife. She even lost one of her shoes before my mother let her go.
After returning home, Aunt Guijuan calmed down a lot and talked to my father about the compensation. The family was already poor and how could they have money to pay for Gongsun Tianqiang's hospitalization medical expenses.
After that, my grandma sighed and took the bulk of it for my dad. My dad only took a small part. My dad was naturally very grateful to my grandma.
Although Aunt Guijuan was dissatisfied with the result, my father really had no money, so she had nothing to do. After scolding my father and asking him to work hard to make money and pay my grandma back, the matter was over for the time being.
It’s okay, my grandma and grandpa have taken care of my family for so many years. From what the two elders mean, my family is already very poor, and it’s really not easy for my dad to marry a crazy mother. If I don’t help, these days How are you doing?
After I heard this, I hugged my grandma and said gratefully, "Grandma, thank you."
Grandma touched my head and said it was nothing. After pondering for a while, she said, "Xiao An, when the corpses are retrieved at night, you can go with me and I will teach you a set of techniques."
"Spells?" I asked in surprise when I heard this, "Grandma, what skills do you want to teach me?"
"Of course it's to deal with sneaky magic. Now that you can release your energy, you can learn magic. You'll know it in the evening." Grandma said kindly.
"By the way, Grandma." I suddenly thought of a question, "Grandma, since you want to teach me skills, then I will become your teacher. How about learning techniques from you in the future?"
"Haha." Grandma said meaningfully: "Before, I really wanted to be your master and teach you my lifelong skills, but now I find that I am not qualified to be your master at all. You should have a dedicated teacher behind you. Your guru!”
A guru who specializes in teaching me?
A person as powerful as grandma is not qualified to be my master?
Hearing this, I was immediately shocked. Grandma is the most powerful college student in eight villages in ten miles. Countless people come to see her for advice. She has built a very good reputation over the past few decades.
But such a powerful grandma is not qualified to be my master, which really surprises me.
So who is qualified?
Buddha?
