The witch looks at her moves

Chapter 44 Three Wisdom Bodhisattva and Three Paintings
  "Lu Zhaiyuan is both good and evil, and has a weak temperament. She has gone deep into the heart of the demon country to kill the demon king, and has also killed many famous human monks. She is incredibly powerful, and those who challenge her are defeated without exception. , by the way, I heard that she is also an outstanding beauty." Feng Hua said.

"What happened next? Where did she go?" Su Zhen couldn't help but ask.

"One thousand two hundred years ago, she disappeared together with her sword 'Three Headed Divine Gang' and armor 'Wu Sheng Pi', and never appeared again." Feng Hua said.

"disappear suddenly?"

Su Zhen wondered whether this Lu Zhaiyuan was a character like Dugu Qiubai?

"Well, there are different opinions about Lu Zhaiyuan's disappearance. Some people say that she went crazy, some said that she flew into the air, and some said that she died of old age."

"Death of old age?"

Su Zhen knew this was a reasonable explanation, but still felt it was out of place.

"Death is the fairest thing in the world. No matter how strong a master is, he can't withstand the passage of time."

Feng Hua said calmly: "The host of Dazhao Yuan is the top master today. He has lived for 326 years and has reached the end of his life. He will pass away at any time."

More than three hundred years are extremely long to mortals, but short to immortals.

"Then where exactly did she go? Isn't there still no conclusion yet?" Su Zhen's curiosity was aroused.

"The jury is still out."

Xu Yan, who had disappeared for a long time, reappeared, and he naturally answered Su Zhen's doubts, as if they had been talking all the time, "Moreover, not long after Lu Zhaiyuan disappeared, something extremely strange happened - everything was in order The orderly alternation of day and night has lost its rhythm.”

"The days and nights used to be regular?" Su Zhen was a little surprised.

In the past, this world not only had the moon, but also had regular day and night. What has it gone through to become what it is today?

"Yes, there are not only day and night but also four seasons. The six hours of day and night alternate. In winter, the days are short and the nights are long. In summer, the days are long and the nights are short. According to the Gushan Great Witch, the god in charge of the four seasons and day and night is Xuanqiong's creation Laomu. Many Immortals call it the God of Years.

One thousand two hundred and ninety-five years ago, on September 16th, the Great Witch of Yueshan suddenly announced to the world that they could no longer sense Xuan Qiong’s creation Laojun. The world thought this was the wizard’s sensational statement, but on that day, Laojun It did not go out. It lit up for thirty-six hours, and then lit up again just half a day after it went out. From then on, the world became chaotic. "

Xu Yan slowly finished telling this history and asked Su Zhen: "Are you interested in Lu Zhaiyuan's magic?"

Su Zhen nodded.

The teacher often teaches everyone that if you strive for the best, you must strive for the best. The best master in the world will naturally be the best in the world. For him now, even learning a superficial skill is a terrifying improvement.

"It's a pity that her magic book has two volumes, and the other volume was lost twenty years ago." Xu Yan said.

"Lost?" Feng Hua was also surprised: "Has there been any thieves in the Ghost Car Tower?"

"Yes, in order to retrieve the secret book, the old craftsman mobilized a lot of efforts, but found nothing. This is the biggest strange thing in the past twenty years." Xu Yan said.

"Could it be that the thief destroyed the secret book?" Feng Hua asked.

"I don't know, unless the thief throws himself into the trap and tells me the truth personally." Xu Yan stared at Su Zhen.

"The thief threw himself into a trap? How is this possible?"

Su Zhen thought to himself that this matter might become an unsolved case forever.

"For twenty years, I have always felt that this kind of thing could not happen." Xu Yan said meaningfully.

Su Zhen solemnly opened the bamboo slips.

He originally thought that Lu Zhaiyuan's exercises would be difficult to understand, but he was wrong. The content of this book was incredibly simple.

It is divided into two parts, the first part is two sentences:

After performing this operation, all the orifices will be opened and the energy will increase sharply, but it cannot last forever; the spell can only be cast once.

This is easy to understand: after casting this spell, a person's power will increase dramatically in a short period of time. At the same time, this spell can only be cast once.

And its real content is incredibly simple, with only four words.

"Ka, Duo, Cha, Ma."

Su Zhen recited it silently in his mind. Nothing weird happened.

"This is a spell." Xu Yan said.

"Spell?"

If it weren't for the Ghost Car Tower, Su Zhen would even think that this was a trap, tempting desperate people to read it out.

"What does this spell mean?" Su Zhen asked.

"No one knows."

Xu Yan said: "Spells are the most commonly used thing by wizards. They are a type of spell, but they are not as precise as spells. They are moody. The same spell may be blessed when you recite it today, but you may get blessings if you recite it tomorrow. It will be infected with a curse, and wizards regard spells as the language of gods. This spell... I still don't know what effect it has. "

"A useless spell?"

Su Zhen was greatly confused. The more he was so confused, the more he felt that there was a mystery to this spell.

"I am not sure."

Xu Yan shook his head calmly and said: "I asked the wizard who was escorted to the old craftsman's institute for advice. He was a very clever wizard. He insisted that this must be a spell, but he couldn't tell who it pointed to. God. The wizard tried using different methods to recite this spell, and there was a fluctuation in mana during the process, which shows that it can be effective."

A thought flashed through Su Zhen's mind like lightning, and he blurted out: "Could it be the old lady created by Xuan Qiong who disappeared?"

The reason why this spell is ineffective is precisely because of the disappearance of Xuan Qiong’s creation Lao Mu.

Su Zhen's idea did not stir up any trouble in Xu Yan. It was obvious that he had considered all possibilities over the years, but could not verify it.

"All in all, this is a puzzle, a puzzle left by Lu Zhaiyuan. She was the number one in the world a thousand years ago, trampling all the self-esteemed immortals under her feet, and the puzzle she left behind made fun of those who came after her. Even if she is gone, this mystery is still a humiliation to the monks in the world."

The puzzle itself has a magical power that makes people think. When Xu Yan's words flowed through Su Zhen's heart unhurriedly, thoughts naturally emerged:

"What will happen if I let Grandma Miao sew it into my body?"

"I don't know, but..." Xu Yan smiled again: "Miss Yu Yue, are you willing to give it a try?"

give it a try?
  The secret book of the best master thousands of years ago, the spell that no one has cracked, the unprecedented cultivation method...

This scene is very familiar. Just like all protagonists when they get a chance, he was led here by fate, and he had to do it by chance.

Su Zhen's chest felt hot and she had the urge to agree.

If it had happened in the past, he might have agreed immediately, but this month's experience made him suspicious. He used reason to control his desire in time and asked:
  "Has anyone tried this before?"

"Never. Senior sister's tailoring skill must be a magical skill that has been practiced recently. I have never heard of it. If she hadn't personally conveyed the message, I would have thought it was a joke." Xu Yan said.

"The origin of this secret book is unknown, the words of this spell are unknown, and Grandma Miao's new spell has never been used before. Who knows what will happen?" Feng Hua also added.

Feng Hua's words made Su Zhen more awake.

He realized that all the questions he had asked just now were led by Xu Yan, and together with the flash of clever guesses, it seemed that Xu Yan had done it intentionally - he had been deliberately guiding him to make him feel that all of this was It's destiny and accept it willingly!

"You knew I would come here, and you knew I would choose Lu Zhaiyuan's secret book!" Su Zhen understood completely.

"Yes."

Xu Yan did not deny it, "I had a premonition when I saw Senior Sister's letter."

"why?"

"There is no reason, just a hunch. I am keen on finding answers to puzzles. As long as I wait patiently, Laojun will always reward me." Xu Yan smiled and stared at Su Zhen, as if he was led to him by Laojun himself.

"Are you just out of curiosity?" Su Zhen asked.

"The more difficult the puzzle, the easier it is to arouse people's curiosity. What's more, I am now a six or seven-year-old child. The world is full of unknowns and surprises for me, and I have a strong interest in everything." Xu Yan Yan looked like a real boy, but his deep eyes really couldn't deceive anyone.

"Since you are so interested, why don't you let your senior sister sew it inside your own body!" Feng Hua said coldly.

"I can not."

Xu Yan said: "I have lost my body a long time ago. This skin is the thirty-sixth one I changed. If it hadn't been for the message sent by my senior sister today, I would have even forgotten that I was a man back then. I am very fragile now, and the powerful magic is enough to I’m out of my mind.”

"What about the others? What Old Craftsman lacks the most is death row prisoners. As long as you are willing to look for them, you can always find a suitable candidate." Feng Hua did not stop her questioning.

"Human materials are very precious things, and craftsmen cannot dispose of them at will. Similarly, secret books are the treasure of old craftsmen, and they are also extremely precious. How can you try so easily when sewing one less book? To get a suitable person, you cannot rely on it. The only way to find it is to wait.”

Xu Yan spoke in an orderly manner, but when he looked at Su Zhen, his eyes were burning:

"Of course, everything is predestined. If you don't want to, it's not predestined. I respect all your choices. The Ghost Car Tower is very big. You can go and look at other secret books. Maybe you will meet the one you want more."

Xu Yan had a kind smile, but he looked like a cunning businessman. He seemed to have already determined everything, and his concession at this moment was just out of courtesy.

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People always have some amazing experiences.

When you enter a strange place, you always feel like you have been there many years ago. You dream about a friend you haven't seen for many years. You meet him on the road soon after. Halfway through the teacher's lecture, you suddenly have a premonition of what he is going to say. What he said is exactly what you imagined...

Many people have experienced experiences like this, which are often called the sixth sense.

Su Zhen had never noticed the existence of the "sixth sense" so clearly.

——He came to Gui Che Tower just for Lu Zhaiyuan’s secret book. Lu Zhaiyuan’s secret book has been stored here for thousands of years, just to wait for him! This idea is so unrealistic, but it also has a magical power that makes people believe it.

Su Zhen thought he was staying awake, but his thoughts surged uncontrollably. He was sometimes fanatical and sometimes hesitant, unable to organize effective thinking at all.

"Lu Zhaiyuan is really a legendary woman. Legend has it that her armor 'Wu Sheng Pi' was originally used as a trap to deal with her, but she ignored the more than 100 forbidden spells and killing curses in the armor and directly turned it into her own. His armament is really cool." Yu Yue exclaimed in admiration.

"Does your godmother recognize her?" Su Zhen asked.

"She and I are not from the same era." Yu Yue said regretfully.

"What era are you from?" Su Zhen asked.

"My works are stored on the sixth floor of the Ghost Car Tower!" Although Yu Yue couldn't see her movements, she must have her hands on her hips and was quite proud.

"Which one was written by you?" Su Zhen was shocked, wondering where her godmother dug up the antique.

"..."

Yu Yue was silent for a moment: "It's been so long that I can't remember it clearly."

A cockcrow interrupted their conversation.

It was a loud cry that could be clearly heard across the entire river, made by a majestic rooster.

Su Zhen sat up from the bed.

He looked around, and for a moment he couldn't even tell whether he had returned to his original world.

The things around seemed to have been soaked in dust for many years, and they looked old and dilapidated everywhere.

He saw the oil-stained red-crowned crane curtains, the switch cables hanging down to the corners of his eyes, the white walls covered with small black dots, and the leaky areas were covered with newspapers. There were no extra decorations in the room, only a desk. The desk hadn't been used for a long time and was full of clutter. There was an enamel basin with a chipped corner on the corner of the desk.

The bed under me was not firm and creaked when I turned over.

"It should be at grandma's house."

Su Zhen thought about it for a moment and understood.

He did have a plan to come to his grandma's house to pick up his sister's belongings.

Light filtered through the curtains, it was already morning, and it looked like he had spent the night at his grandma's house.

Counting the days, today should be the weekend.

It has only been about four weeks since school started on September 1st, but when I think back, it feels like a lifetime ago.

He pushed open the door and walked out.

Under the steps is a narrow courtyard. There is an old well in the middle of the courtyard. There is a laurel tree in bloom a few steps away from the well. The white wall is high and covered with broken glass. Below it are three A large upside-down water tank.

The orange cat that was basking in the sun in the small yard ran away in a flash.

He had teased the orange cat when he was a kitten, and they were close at that time, but now it no longer recognizes him.

The breakfast porridge and stir-fried vegetables filled her hungry stomach. Su Zhen wanted to ask grandma about the relics, but grandma spoke first and said, grandson, you came at the right time. Today grandma is going to the temple to burn incense, so you have to go with her. .

Su Zhen was very surprised and said that today was neither the first nor the fifteenth day of the lunar month, so why should he burn incense?

Grandma said mysteriously that today is the birthday of Sanhui Bodhisattva. Everyone in the village went to offer incense early in the morning. If your grandson hadn't come today, grandma would have worshiped him by now.

"Three Wisdom Bodhisattvas?"

It’s the Three Wisdom Bodhisattvas again.

Su Zhen immediately remembered the many stories and advertisements about this Bodhisattva, and couldn't help but worry that her grandma would stray into a cult.

Grandma didn't notice his expression and kept chattering to him, saying that this new temple was donated by Liu Dashan from Watou Village. Sanhui Bodhisattva was also a registered deity, and all the villages near Jiuxiang Mountain donated money. Yes, many people went to worship, and it was very efficacious.

Su Zhen said that there was no such Bodhisattva anywhere else. Grandma said that it was the local Bodhisattva in Watou Village. He had lived in seclusion for many years. Now that the world is facing a great disaster, the Bodhisattva is finally coming out to save the world.

Su Zhen murmured whether such a nameless Bodhisattva could be trusted.

Grandma looked disdainful and said, baby, where did you read this book? Aren’t the original Buddhas and Bodhisattvas also invited from India? How come the Bodhisattvas invited from outside are the Bodhisattvas who came out of Watou Village themselves? No? And I heard that Siddhartha Gautama was not a Buddha originally, but became a Buddha through cultivation later. The Three Wisdom Bodhisattva is different. She was a Bodhisattva when she was born, and she is an out-and-out deity.

Grandma's chatterbox couldn't be closed once it was opened, and she kept talking: Let me tell you, I think that these Buddhas and Bodhisattvas must have spirits. Why do so many people worship them but it doesn't work? It's because There are too many people worshiping all over the country, and the gods are too busy. Few people know about the Bodhisattva in Watou Village. Let’s worship more now. If there are more people worshiping in the future, maybe it won’t be so effective.

As grandma said, this is indeed a new temple, built on a small slope not far outside the town.

The slope is very gentle, and the electric tricycle can climb it easily.

It was already nine o'clock in the morning when Su Zhen arrived. There were cars of all sizes parked outside the temple. Looking around, the temple was filled with incense and looked prosperous.

This is no different from an ordinary small temple. When you enter the door, there is a large incense altar. The three surrounding rooms are dedicated to gods. The main hall in the middle is the busiest, which is the place dedicated to Sanhui Bodhisattva. Su Zhen finally squeezed in. , saw the face of this great Bodhisattva.

It was a three-armed Bodhisattva with his legs crossed sideways. He was wearing a cassock with fluttering ribbons. His arms, feet, neck, and head were all decorated with luxurious jewelry. However, his expression was calm and indifferent, and he did not accept these worldly things. He did not deliberately resist, but accepted the offerings from all sentient beings with a Buddha heart.

As the rumors say, a short, bloated, deformed arm grew out from the back of this extremely beautiful Bodhisattva statue.

It resembles a baby's calf, with a sudden dark brown color. The arm does not have any handprints, but is placed calmly on the relief on the back.

The relief carvings record countless Rakshasa evil spirits, symbolizing the hell where all demons gather.

"Three Wisdom Bodhisattva lives underground in Jiuxiang Mountain. He holds up the world with his two hands, and subdues the demons underground with his third hand." The young monk on the side was explaining to the pilgrims.

Grandma pulled him to kneel down and worship the Bodhisattva statue, and repeatedly warned him to be sincere. If he is not sincere, not only will his wishes not come true, but he may also suffer disaster.

He was not sure whether this Sanhui Bodhisattva was evil, so he did not agree rashly. He just talked to the young monk. The young monk told him many strange stories mentioned in the news. He also said that decades ago, foreign reporters photographed I have seen the photos, they are definitely not made up.

When asked about the photos, they were burned in a fire, which is a pity.

The monk also said that there must be a great Buddha in the world. After the Tathagata comes Maitreya Bodhisattva. After Maitreya Bodhisattva becomes a Buddha, it is time to reach the Three Wisdom Bodhisattva.

Su Zhen also asked some other questions, and the young monk answered them one by one, but mostly used vague words to explain them.

He asked a lot, but couldn't find out more.

Out of the temple.

Su Zhen asked grandma when his father would come to pick him up.

"Are you in such a hurry to go back?" Grandma was surprised.

"I still have class on Monday, and I still have my homework at home." Su Zhen noticed that Yu Yue came without her schoolbag.

"Child, have you lost your mind from reading? It's National Day now." Grandma was shocked.

"..."

Before we knew it, it was the National Day holiday.

On the way back to her grandma's house, Su Zhen took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to Xia Ru, asking her when she would tell him her sister's story.

Xia Ru didn't reply for a long time.

He couldn't wait any longer and dialed Xia Ru directly.

"The number you dialed is currently unanswered..."

He called a few more times, but Xia Ru never answered, but the text message came back: The teacher is busy, please don't disturb her.

Su Zhen thought of what happened in the materials room and felt that she was deliberately escaping from him.

After returning to his grandma's house again, Su Zhen saw his sister's belongings that he said he had personally sorted out last night.

There weren't many things left over from her sister's kindergarten days. Most of them were graffiti and small handicrafts. Su Zhen flipped through them for a while and found that there was a field pad mixed with it. The pad was full of words, not a single pinyin.

Su Zhen was surprised. He remembered that literacy was not taught much in kindergarten. Why was his sister's level now higher than that in elementary school?
  Su Zhen opened it solemnly and started reading, only to find that it was not a diary, but...

"The Wizard of Oz?"

The soul technique evoked Su Zhen's distant memories that should have been forgotten.

What I remember is that one dusky evening, my sister came home carrying a small schoolbag and proudly announced to her parents that she was going to do something big.

The father took the opportunity to ask what was going on, and the sister explained that it was the teacher who gave the holiday homework and asked the students to copy their favorite fairy tale.

"Hmph, other students can only pick short ones and copy them. What little bad wolf and big red riding hood? They are just those that are turned over and over again. People who listen are bored to death. I am different from them. I have to complete the teacher's homework carefully and copy my favorite Fairy tale!" My sister held her head high.

My sister’s favorite fairy tale is The Wizard of Oz.

Su Zhen originally thought that this book had a lot of characters, but if he was copying The Wizard of Oz, then this small book would seem quite thin. After reading through it, he finally realized:
  My sister's enthusiasm for The Wizard of Oz died down after copying the first chapter. When she desperately discovered that there were more than twenty chapters in The Wizard of Oz, she immediately chose to excerpt the table of contents and end it quickly.

Su Zhen couldn't help laughing.

There are three paintings pressed under the thin cover. They are common homework for children. They use crayons and some things in life to piece together a picture.

The first painting depicts a person without a head, replaced by a black vortex, with three words written next to it: portrait.

'Is this a metaphor for her childhood troubles? ' Su Zhen thought.

The next picture shows a group of stick figures digging a mountain. It is obvious that this is the story of Foolish Old Man who moved the mountain.

The last one is the most creative.

She drew a big ball with crayons and deftly drew some stick figures inside. Then she put various animal stickers on it. In addition, there were beautiful things like ginkgo and maple leaves. leaves, the entire painting is still colorful after many years.

'This should express the harmonious coexistence of humans, animals and plants on the earth. '

When Su Zhen thought this, he accidentally glanced at the name of the work in the lower right corner and was stunned.

"the sun"

This painting is actually called Father Sun?

How could there be such colorful people and animals on the sun?

Su Zhen thought that her sister was really rebellious when she was a child, and she always wanted to be different in everything she did.

But it’s right to think about it. Without Father Sun, human beings, animals and plants would not be able to survive at all. Drinking water and remembering the source, naming this painting Father Sun, seems to have a more profound intention.

Thinking of this, Su Zhen admired her sister even more. She had such thoughts at a young age.

Hmm...a colorful sun?

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