Tianyan Jianbao

Chapter 1 The Buddha Statue on the Street Stall
"Wang Haoming, you sneaked out again, didn't you?"

Wang Haoming was about to go out for a stroll, to see if there was anything missing, but before he reached the door, a cold voice sounded in his ear, and he was startled. I felt a chill hit my back.

"Oh... isn't this Comrade Accountant? You are old..." Wang Haoming was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"Who is gay? You are gay! Your whole family is gay!!!"

"Okay, okay...you know I didn't mean that, what's the matter with you calling me all the time?" Wang Haoming hurriedly laughed.

It was the treasurer of the antique shop where he worked and a relative of the boss who scolded Wang Haoming.

Wang Haoming has always been very kind to Lei Siyuan. If it were anyone else, he would have swung him to the Philippines 800 years ago.

"Wang Haoming, you arrive late and leave early every day, but it's not the first time that you have to go out again during half shift. What are you going to do again?" Lei Siyuan said with a cold face.

"I'm going to the bathroom!" Wang Haoming said without thinking, but after he said it, he regretted it. This nonsense is too mentally retarded, and there is a bathroom in the store.

"There is a bathroom in the store, why do you go outside to use the bathroom?" Lei Siyuan immediately retorted.Sure enough, how could such nonsense that even fools can't be fooled get away with it.

"Well... um... I... our bathroom is too clean, there is no toilet smell, I can't get out." Wang Haoming, who was forced to do nothing, said this, and Wang Haoming quickly walked out the door .

Hey, this girl, she really wants to be free and free, if she chases after her in other places, it would be so wonderful, Wang Haoming began to flirt in his heart.

"Come on, don't think about it, it's okay to educate yourself, but you can fall in love with yourself? It must be impossible. In Shanghai dialect, it's...not at all. Let's go shopping." Wang Haoming pulled himself back to reality.

While thinking about it, he looked at the stalls around him, because he went shopping almost every day, so Wang Haoming just looked around to see if there was anything new on the market.

The shops on both sides of the Antique Street basically have the same appearance, and fewer people enter.The street stalls on both sides are often very popular.

Wang Haoming came to a stall with a lot of new goods slowly. He looked left and right, but there didn't seem to be any good things, except for a small Buddha statue next to him, which was not bad.

Holding the Buddha statue in his hand, the shape is very strange, he can't tell what kind of Buddha it is, and the appearance is also very simple.Wang Haoming raised his head and said, "Boss, what's the price?" He raised his hand to show the boss.

The boss saw that it was Wang Haoming. Although he didn't know him, he knew that he worked in Panjiayuan, but he had never dealt with him before.

"Little brother, you are also a member of our industry. You don't see me when you look down. I will give you a real price, 300 yuan," the boss said while smoking a cigarette with a smile.

"It's not real for you, and you don't have anything to say about the boss, just 300 yuan?" Wang Haoming retorted with curled lips. He didn't believe that the boss would give him the real price because he was also from Panjiayuan.

"It was more than 200 when I collected it, plus some travel expenses, I didn't ask you for more."

"Come on, don't fool me, one hundred, if you sell me, take it away. Or you can keep it for yourself." Wang Haoming rolled his eyes and said firmly.

Seeing that Wang Haoming really wouldn't increase the price, the boss gritted his teeth, pretending to be in pain, and said, "Okay, take it away, and I'll teach you as a friend."

Wang Haoming smiled, gave 100 yuan to the boss, and put the small Buddha statue into his pocket.Near noon, he decided to fill his stomach before going back to the store.

When I came to a food stall across the chain road from Panjiayuan, I just found a stall and sat down when I heard a shout.

"Old man, if you want to set up a stall here to do business, you have to pay protection fees, otherwise our brothers won't be polite to you just because you are old!"

A gangster with yellow hair on his head was arrogantly shouting at an old man who set up a stall.

Wang Haoming is usually a nosy person, but seeing two gangsters bullying an old man made him angry.

"Fuck, you still don't pay me, old man, are you taking my words for food? Pay me quickly!" The yellow-haired gangster raised his leg and kicked down a small table set by the old man.

"Young man, I didn't provoke you. If you leave yours, I'll sell mine. Why do you want to make trouble with me?" the old man said helplessly with a sigh.

At this time, a bald young man next to him became impatient, and overturned the old man's stall, cursing: "Damn, if you don't want to pay, you can kneel down and kowtow three times to call Hai Ge, otherwise you will pay." money."

"Fuck!" Seeing the old man being bullied, Wang Haoming couldn't suppress his anger. The old man who can only live by setting up a street stall is already suffering enough. These two bastards actually asked someone to collect protection money.

Wang Haoming jumped up from where he was sitting, staring at the two of them.

The bald young man turned his head carelessly when he saw someone intervening.Spit a mouthful of thick phlegm in front of Wang Haoming, and said disdainfully: "MLGBD, where is the brat, get out of here!"

Yang Ming's face was livid with anger, and he dared to yell in front of him like this.

"Brother Hai, you didn't hear what he said. Are you deaf, or are you still dissatisfied? Are you looking for a beating?" Seeing that Wang Haoming didn't respond, Huang Mao stepped forward and pushed Wang Haoming.

Wang Haoming quickly stepped forward and grabbed the bald-headed brother Hai by the throat, directly grabbed his neck and pushed him to the corner of the wall.

"Cough...cough..., I fuck your mother, let me go!" Bald-headed Hai was so pinched that he couldn't breathe.

Seeing that the bald-headed brother Hai was arrested, the yellow hair picked up a brick and threw it at Wang Haoming.

Hearing the whistling wind behind him, Wang Haoming hurriedly dragged the bald-headed brother and turned his body to the side. As a result, the yellow-haired brick passed by Wang Haoming's hand that was pinching the bald-headed brother. It was not hit, but the hand was wiped. broken.

Wang Haoming was very angry this time, and he didn't show any mercy in his strikes. He kicked the yellow-haired man who had sneaked up on him to the ground with one kick, and then kicked him hard twice.

Huang Mao almost rolled his eyes, covering the place where he was kicked and rolling on the ground.

But Bald Haige, the mastermind, was even more serious. He punched him mercilessly and broke the bridge of his nose, and then cut his hands backwards. With a hard push, Bald Haige's arms were dislocated.The pain was so great that he rolled his eyes and passed out without screaming.

Wang Haoming took a few breaths to calm down his anger, and then he remembered that there was an old man beside him, so he turned around and said, "Old man, don't set up a stall near here in the future, the business is usually good near the vegetable market." of!"

"Thank you, young man!" The old man looked at Wang Haoming gratefully and said.

"It's nothing. Just pack up and go back." Wang Haoming said indifferently.

After helping the old man pack up his things and having lunch, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon when he returned to the antique shop. When he came back, he didn't see Lei Siyuan, which relieved Wang Haoming and avoided a lecture.

Sitting in the antique shop with nothing to do, Wang Haoming remembered the Buddha statue he bought this morning, so he took it out to watch.

Simple shape, exquisite workmanship, looks very heavy.

"Huh? What is this? It wasn't there when I bought it." Wang Haoming suddenly found a red spot on the forehead of the Buddha statue, which looked like blood. He remembered that his hands were bleeding at noon. of.

So Wang Haoming wiped it with a paper towel, but he couldn't wipe it off, as if it was growing on it.Now he starts to wonder, "What's going on here?"

At this moment, a golden light shot out from the red dot and the eyes of the Buddha statue, and Wang Haoming was shot before he could react.

Wang Haoming only felt that there was a golden light in his eyes, and he was at a loss in his heart now, what the hell is going on?

At this moment, a voice appeared in his mind: "The root of the heavenly eye in the form realm can be illuminated for a long time without hindrance. Obstructed by six desires, blinded by the five aggregates, so that the potential of the heavenly eye, wisdom eye, Dharma eye, and Buddha eye cannot be exerted, only the naked eye can be used. The eyes can see the four elements of the form world, which are pure and pure forms. This is called the celestial eye. What the celestial eye sees, from the earth and the living beings in the six realms of the lower earth, whether it is near or close, whether thick or thin, all colors cannot fail to illuminate."

(End of this chapter)