Reborn genius girl fortune teller

Chapter 755 The Bodhisattva's Eyes (1)

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Yang Zimei called Murong Yunqing and asked him to help search for Master in the whole city.

After searching for three days, there was no relevant news. Even the new soil dug on the mountain was dug up again by her to see if the master was inside.

In this search, Master did not find her, but solved several missing persons cases in City A.

Yang Zimei returned to the Taoist temple on the mountain.

Seeing the familiar Taoist temple, her eyes filled with tears unconsciously.

The ten years of my life with Master on the mountain are vivid in my mind, and my mind is full of Master's benevolent gaze and call.

Pushing open the hidden gate of the Taoist temple, a musty smell of lack of popularity and cleaning came in. The walls were covered with cobwebs everywhere, and the offerings placed in the Taoist temple became moldy and smelly because no one cleaned them up.

In the past, when the master was there, he worked diligently to clean the Taoist temple every day.

Now that she has become like this, her heart feels sad again.

When I entered the house where Master lived, it was still full of dust, and there was no trace of anyone entering.

When they came to the spring where she and her master practiced in the back mountain, the fallen leaves had covered the ground, and it was barren.

"Master—"

Her voice was choked and she yelled loudly.

　"Niuniu, I'm here!"

　 I really look forward to hearing Master's response like before.

It's a pity that there are only birds chirping and the wind blowing the leaves, and no other sounds respond to her.

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She knew that Master definitely didn't want the Taoist temple he had lived in for decades to become so sloppy today, so she started fetching water to clean the Taoist temple.

I hope that one day, Master will come back here suddenly and live comfortably.

Standing on the table, she took a rag to clean up the cobwebs and dust on the statue of the Bodhisattva who was saving all sentient beings. Seeing that its hand that was supposed to hold the jade bottle became empty, she couldn't help but reached out and touched the spot on her forehead. Some cinnabar.

If she hadn't been hit by the jade bottle, even if she was reborn again, it wouldn't be able to change the tragedy of the previous generation, right?
But isn't this jade bottle an ordinary clay sculpture?
Why did a miracle happen after hitting himself?

She couldn't figure it out, so she turned her head and looked at the Bodhisattva's eyes that seemed to be sympathetic to the world, trying to find some answers.

It's a pity that no matter how vividly these eyes were sculpted, they were only made of clay, and she couldn't find the answer.

She had to carefully wipe the dust off the clay bodhisattva.

When she lowered her head to wash, she suddenly felt as if a pair of eyes were looking at her from the top of her head. She hurriedly raised her head, but she didn't notice anything unusual.

When I lowered my head, I felt it again.

She just pretended she didn't feel anything and continued to wipe.

While wiping, she suddenly raised her head and saw that there seemed to be a gleam of light in the eyes of the mud bodhisattva.

"Buddha--"

Startled, she stood up straight and looked into the Bodhisattva's eyes.

Those painted eyes did not have any expression.

strange!
Is it my own illusion?

Yang Zimei couldn't help reaching out to touch its eyes.

Ok?
It seems to have a sense of temperature, not like the temperature of the soil.

She closed her eyes, got rid of distracting thoughts, and felt carefully. In the palm of her hand stroking the eyes of the clay bodhisattva, there really was some kind of breath flowing, as if there was life.

Is it the manifestation of a Bodhisattva?
Surprised and delighted, Yang Zimei jumped down, knelt down on the futon in front of her, kowtowed three times, and looked up at the compassionate eyes of the Ni Bodhisattva piously, "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, who saves the suffering, please manifest and give me some advice. Tell me, where is Master now?"

The mud bodhisattva still had the same expression of smiling but not answering, but knowing everything, and there was no light in his eyes.

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(End of this chapter)