I descend into the world of heaven

Chen Chu took out the travel voucher and used it: "Go to the world of "Curse"." Surrounded by white runes, he turned into a gust of wind and disappeared from this world...

In the north of the bay, Dizang Temple.

On weekdays, there are fewer pilgrims coming to offer incense, and Jizang Temple seems a bit cold.

There were more than a dozen red benches in the small yard at the entrance, and there was an old van next to it. An old man wearing black trousers and a gray shirt was moving things out of the van.

It turned out to be bags of gold paper and incense candles packed in red bags. These items were wholesaled from the Buddhist tools factory not long ago. They were just left in the van overnight. I forgot to close the window and it drizzled, causing these items to appear. All damp. The old man took advantage of the sunshine today to move these things out layer by layer and put them on chairs to bask in the sun.

The old man is seventy-eight years old. The wrinkles on his face are as deep and numerous as if they were carved by a knife, and his waist is severely curved. The gold paper became quite heavy after getting wet. When he picked up each bag, he would groan and move it step by step to the red bench...

His waist was sore and painful. Looking at these gold paper incense candles and a bag of talismans still in the car, he couldn't help cursing: "Where has this brat gone? It's been ten years and he hasn't even looked at it." Old man, I will die if you don’t come..."

The old man is the temple priest of Dizang Temple, and is Mr. Zhang who helped Chen Chu.

When Chen Chu returned from Chenjiacun, where he traveled alone into the mountains and forests, he said a brief farewell and never appeared again.

Mr. Zhang didn't spend much time with Chen Chu, but he was very impressed by this young man. He was courageous, humane, and quite favored by the general...

Mr. Zhang has been a temple priest all his life and has no children. Although there are many pilgrims, no one will really stay with him in the Ksitigarbha nunnery.

Whenever he felt lonely, Mr. Zhang would always think of the audacious Chen Chu, that bastard who when he borrowed the van, he also squandered the fifty-yuan talismans inside...

Ten years have passed.

Mr. Zhang is getting older. Although he has worked hard to practice the "Practice" and finally developed a decent amount of magic power, the magic power cannot help him prolong his life. He was full of worries. There was no heir to the Jizang Temple, and his life span was running out... What if Chen Chu came back and couldn't find anyone, or saw strangers whom he didn't recognize?

Mr. Zhang himself is also very surprised. He is just a brat who has been with him for a while. Why is he so impressed...

He felt that he might be too lonely.

At this moment, there was a rustling sound next to him, and a bag of talisman papers was placed on the bench. A strange and familiar voice came: "Don't move these things when you are old."

Mr. Zhang looked up in disbelief.

Under the sunshine, Chen Chu's sunny face came into view. Chen Chu smiled and said, "Master Zhang, long time no see."

yes……

haven't seen you for a long time.

"You brat, you still know that I'm here!"

Master Zhang raised his hand and wanted to give Chen Chu a headache and avenge the bag of talisman papers back then. But now he is old and frail, and his body cannot stand up straight. He raised his hand in the air for a long time and couldn't reach it...

Chen Chu bent down and stretched his head over and said with a smile: "Come on, Mr. Zhang, knock hard. As long as you are happy, you can play it as a wooden fish."

Master Zhang lowered his knuckles, but did not knock. He just patted him gently: "You have been away for ten years, and now you are back. If I knock your head again, will you still have the humanity? It's just a bag of talisman paper, Master Zhang... ...Don’t hold grudges! Come on if you’re hungry, come and see if Mr. Zhang’s craftsmanship has improved in the past ten years!”

Chen Chu didn't answer, but stretched out his hand to give Mr. Zhang a big hug.

Mr. Zhang felt the warmth of Chen Chu's strong shoulders. The tip of his nose felt sore inexplicably, and tears welled up in his cloudy eyes. Realizing that he had lost his composure, he coughed hard, wiped away the tears with his sleeves, and forcefully shouted: " A real man, what do you want to do with each other? Let’s eat first. If you have anything to do, we’ll talk about it later!”

He turned around and quickly entered the Jizang Temple, heading towards the kitchen.

How could Chen Chu, a Da Luo Tianxian, not be able to sense Master Zhang's mood swings? He did not dare to hold back Master Zhang for fear of damaging his reputation.

It turns out that ten years have passed. At the time of the plot, Mr. Zhang was only in his sixties. Now he is in his seventies. He has aged too much...

Jizo-an is not much different from what it was ten years ago, except that the ground in the courtyard has been re-paved with cement, and some LED light strips are hung on the eaves of the temple, presumably for night decoration.

When Chen Chu walked into the door, he saw the statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. The Buddhist scriptures on his back were faintly hot.

The Buddha statue was filled with smoke, and a faint voice came: "You are here... I didn't expect to have grown to this point, well... you seem to have similar traces of Dharma to me. You have traveled through the world... and you have met other me. Well..." Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is not the only one. He knows Chen Si, but he doesn't know what Chen Si has done.

Chen Chu took out the magic card and looked towards the statue. Golden light flashed in, sharing the memory of the subsequent world.

Things like divine cards share memory, but the memory will not be refreshed in real time.

The voice of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva came: "So that's it. You have experienced so many setbacks in the future. It's so good. Chen Chu, the world I live in is far away from your human world... very far away. I can't get over it. You Now that you’re back, let’s take a good rest.”

Chen Chu bowed and said, "Thank you Bodhisattva for your concern. I would also like to ask Bodhisattva to say hello to the two generals Zeng and Loss for me."

A rich voice came, and the two generals laughed in unison: "We are all fine, but you thought something happened after you never summoned us again..." After summoning the magic card, The two generals who have increased and lost have temporarily resisted the dark power, and they have already used the magic card. They also basically understand the matter. However, the level of the world behind has changed. The appearance of the two generals who increased and lost will make them vulnerable to harm, so they have not appeared much...

Chat with the second general to increase your relationship.

Not long after, Master Zhang's voice came from the kitchen: "It's time to eat, there are ready-made dishes, come over and eat quickly!"

The second general, Zengshuo, had just learned about Chen Chu’s bumpy journey from Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, so he stopped chatting and urged: “Don’t chat during meal time. If there is an opportunity in the future, we will be summoned to other worlds to have a long experience. alright!"

Chen Chu said hello.

There is a small wing behind Jizangan as a restaurant.

White rice, fried vegetables, tofu, winter melon soup and so on.

Chen Chu gave Mr. Zhang a bowl of soup, and then he gave himself a bowl before sitting down.

Mr. Zhang took a sip of the soup and said, "A sip of soup before a meal will not hurt your stomach. Drink it first!"

I don’t know why, the soup is obviously made by myself, but it usually tastes the same. Why is today’s soup so delicious that it makes me want to cry...