Hu Jiumei smiled calmly and said, "I haven't gone yet, so how can I say anything about returning?"
The old monk sitting in the mud in front of the car raised his dull eyes and looked at them intently for a long time as if he could see straight through the curtains of the carport. Suddenly he said angrily: "So...the donor has made up his mind." , must we go west?"
"Western Land?" Hu Jiumei snorted coldly and scolded in an unceremonious voice: "There is no Buddha in the Western Land, and it is full of evil! You are waiting to carve out the land for the country and enjoy peace and happiness. Even if you stop the Chosen Son today, how can you do it? Can you hide it from the eyes of the gods of heaven and the punishment of the gods of Tao?"
"I think it's you who should go back! Find a geomantic treasure land to build a forest and build a tower first, so as not to end up with corpses everywhere and no place to bury them!"
"Amitabha!"
The old monk pronounced the Buddha's name again, and then he became furious.
A flash of light flashed in his eyes, and his entire body suddenly grew in size!
Seeing that thin and withered figure explode in an instant, it was so majestic that it towered over ten feet into the sky!
In comparison, even the four red-blooded horses were as small as clay balls.
call!
The suddenly enlarged old monk suddenly raised his giant palm and was about to shoot it down in the air!
"slow!"
Hu Jiumei shouted loudly: "The unity of Buddhism and Taoism is the great success of heaven. Master must be familiar with these principles of order and reversal! Cultivation is not easy, and the fruits of Taoism are rare! I hope you will think twice before doing it and don't have wrong thoughts!"
"The donor didn't listen to the poor monk's advice, so there is no need to say more! Just come and die!"
The old monk was so angry that he couldn't explain it, and he saw his huge palm slamming down with a roar.
"Okay!" Hu Jiumei gritted her teeth and said no more.
With a wave of his hand, the hairpin on his head flew out and turned into a piece of colorful feathers, fluttering towards the giant palm.
boom!
The giant palm flew into the sky, and there was a sudden explosion in front of the car. Then the time and space around him were instantly distorted, ripples rippled, and the scene around him suddenly changed!
Where are the four horses with good hooves? There is no such thing as a goddess's car!
On the muddy official road leading to Jingzhou, there are dense crowds of people.
Thousands of victims were struggling in small groups.
In front of a huge snow-covered boulder beside the road, an old monk in ragged clothes and his face covered in grease sat.
The monk opened his eyes angrily and raised one hand high, as if begging, who could stop and help him.
But no one knew what he wanted.
It seemed that the old monk had been dead for a long time, and even his body had been frozen. Only a pair of extremely unwilling eyes were left, still looking forward angrily.
The refugees hurriedly passed by him one after another in silence.
In fact, most people didn't even look at him!
These days, there is war and chaos, and natural disasters continue.
What's so surprising about the death of an old monk?
If the clothes on his body weren't too thin, someone would have stripped him off!
"Why!"
A gray-haired old lady suddenly stopped when passing by the old monk, shook her head slightly and sighed.
The old lady had white hair and a slightly bent back. Although her whole body was covered with broken patches of various sizes, her clothes were still thick and she looked slightly cleaner than the refugees around her.
A thick rope was tied to the old lady's shoulders, and the other end of the rope was tied to a shabby wheelbarrow.
There was a figure wrapped in the snow-covered quilt in the car.
The figure's head was covered tightly, and he didn't know who the old lady was, let alone whether he was dead or alive.
The old lady looked at the old monk who was lying dead on the roadside, and said softly: "Why bother? I hope you will never be a monk again in the next life!"
With that said, the old lady turned around and merged into the hurried crowd with difficulty.
Almost no one saw it, a ray of colorful light came down from the sky, without any deviation, and fell on the old lady's pale and messy hair, turning into an inconspicuous copper hairpin.
Thousands of thousands of refugees marched straight along the Yun-Jing Avenue.
Soon, the night fell and the north wind started.
Just when thousands of victims were about to endure it no longer, through the clear and shining snow, they could see in the distance a temple at the foot of a hill not far ahead.
The temple's thick pillars and high beams were very impressive, almost dozens of feet in diameter.
The red paint of the entire temple has not faded, and the green tiles are shiny. It looks like it has just been built.
There are barren mountains all around and there are no people around. Who could build a new temple in this lonely mountain and wild ridge?
The numerous victims couldn't care less, so they rushed over in a hurry, calling for their fathers and children.
The old lady pondered for a moment, turned to look at the heavy snow that was still dancing in the sky, and finally dragged the car over with her heart set.
When I arrived in front of the temple, I looked up and saw three large characters "Tianguan Temple" written across the door.
The couplets on both sides read: "I have wasted my life and death for the country and the people, but the sword of heaven and earth brings peace. I care about the common people according to the law, and my eyes are always peaceful with wind and thunder."
The old lady recited to herself, turned to look at the figure wrapped in the ragged quilt of the car, and stepped inside.
There is no distinction between inside and outside in that temple.
There is only a three-foot giant statue in front of the central hall.
The long gown is flowing, and it looks like a fairy.
One hand holds a three-foot long sword, pointing diagonally toward the sky, and the other hand holds a seven-inch scroll, half of which is unfolded to reveal the word "karma".
The old lady looked at the Tianguan statue and couldn't help but smile.
But in the blink of an eye, when he saw two slightly smaller female statues standing behind the Tianguan statue, the smile that had just appeared faded instantly.
Of the two female statues, one is tall, wearing golden armor and a blood-red cloak, with a long knife across her waist and angry and majestic eyes.
The other one was slightly chubby, with one hand hanging high, dragging an oil lamp with the candlestick hidden, lighting up the entire hall brightly as if he was lighting a fire in his hand.
"Heavenly Official and Great Virtue!"
"Thank you, Master Tianguan!"
"Master Tianguan, please have mercy on me!"
…
The victims who had taken refuge in the temple crowded forward and knelt down to worship the Heavenly Official with great piety, chanting incoherently.
But the old lady discovered that far away from the edge, there was a very conspicuous woman wearing a snow-white fox fur cloak, but she was completely different from the others.
Although the woman was staring blankly at the statue, she did not kneel down and worship. There was even a very strange smile on her face and eyes.
Like...
Just like myself just now!
Suddenly, the woman seemed to notice something.
Turning around, he met the old lady's eyes.
The woman was stunned for a moment, then strode towards her.
The victims who were kneeling all over the ground saw the woman walking towards her and hurriedly got out of the way.
What's strange is that every one of the victims bowed their heads and stepped back, as if they didn't dare to look directly at the woman's face.
At this time of war and chaos, wealth and safety are at stake, so many disaster victims are so in awe of her, it seems that it is not just because she is dressed in luxurious clothes and they are afraid of causing trouble!
The woman walked straight in front of the old lady and then stopped.
He stared at the old lady and looked him up and down, smiled slightly and said, "May I ask this mother-in-law, is she acquainted with Lin Tianguan?"
