Being favored by evil gods, I became sick and weak and became the Bone Bodhisattva.

"Boss, Tangtang has no money." The little girl said with wide eyes.

"No charge, I'll give you food."

"..."

It’s so, so awesome, you can actually get food without paying any money!

"thank you boss--"

After Tangtang thanked her loudly, she hugged the alms bowl and ran away.

The little guy is quite cute, if I had known it would be okay to give her an extra bun.

The boss smiled and started selling in a good mood.

Tangtang was so excited that she succeeded in begging for alms for the first time in her life. She held the buns for a long time and was reluctant to eat them.

While passing by a market, the little girl noticed that someone seemed to be performing on the street.

The crowd was crowded into a circle, and it was very lively.

This reminded her of the time when she traveled with Sister Xie, and she felt cordial in her heart, so Tangtang squeezed into the crowd and stopped to watch.

"Is it a dart?"

While biting the bun, the little girl asked the people around her.

"Darts? That's too ordinary. The two of them had to perform the rope to the sky to have so many people watching."

Wow--

"What is the Babel Rope?"

"That's right, you'll know after you read it."

Tangtang nodded and stopped talking. She watched the performance with great interest.

There were two performers in total, apparently a pair of grandsons.

The props are, a flute and a big bundle of rope?

...........................

“Don’t miss it if you’re passing by.”

"What the old man is going to perform today is a unique skill passed down from his ancestors - the Sky Rope!"

This may have been said more than once, and the onlookers were a little impatient and urged him one after another.

When the old man saw this, he stopped delaying. He picked up the flute and put it in front of his mouth.

As the flute sounded, the rope in front of the old man slowly stood up, like a snake standing up to catch its prey.

There were exclamations everywhere, Tangtang ate the bun quickly and clapped her hands vigorously.

The old man kept playing his flute, and one end of the rope continued to stretch toward the sky.

Until it broke through the clouds and completely disappeared from everyone's eyes!

"it is good"

Warm applause rang out, and at this time the thin grandson also took action.

He first clasped his fists at the people around him, and then climbed up to the sky along the straight rope.

"it is good!"

The applause suddenly became more enthusiastic, and even Tangtang had to admit that the performance of the Tongtian Rope was much more interesting than Sister Xie Lingyun's dart shooting.

A lot of reward money fell on the plate next to the old man, and his face couldn't help but glow red.

The boy's hands and feet were so flexible that he disappeared while crawling.

After a long time, as the sound of the flute gradually stopped, he slowly fell down with the rope.

"Young man, what is there in the sky?"

As soon as the boy landed on the ground, someone asked eagerly.

People are always full of daydreams about the sky. According to legend, the two Bodhisattvas with Hundred Eyes and Thousand Legs also came down from the sky.

So there might be a Buddha realm of bliss in the sky?

"Heaven, there is a temple in the sky." The boy's tone was filled with surprise and confusion.

"cough"

Hearing what his grandson said, the old man coughed heavily.

What temple?

I never taught you to say that.

...........................

After being reminded by his grandfather, the boy hurriedly said: "Temple, the temple floated past me. I continued to climb up and climbed to a place full of lotus terraces. All the people sitting on the lotus terraces were Arhats, and they were listening to the Bodhisattva. Where is the scripture?"

As he spoke, the boy took out an oil lamp from his arms.

"I happened to crawl to the Bodhisattva's lotus platform and saw an oil lamp on it, so I put it in my arms and took it down."

This story cannot withstand scrutiny, but everyone was just having fun, and no one took the boy seriously.

"I bet you have climbed to the Buddha Realm of Ultimate Bliss!"

Someone made a joke, and many people immediately started booing.

"Old man, this grandson is unlucky since he was a child. This oil lamp can't bear it."

It was natural to enter the buying and selling process. The old man was not too greedy and quoted a not very high price for the oil lamp.

"The poor monk wants this lamp."

Very strangely, a monk actually asked to buy a lamp.

Moreover, this monk seemed to be quite famous. As soon as he opened his mouth, people around him immediately exclaimed, 'Master Ruhai'.

Money is a common thing, and it is inconvenient for monks to carry it with them.

But for a monk like Ru Hai who is quite famous in the local area, there will naturally be people competing to pay for whatever he wants.

Thanks to Ruhai's gift, the oil lamp was finally sold at a price several times higher than the old man expected.

The old man thanked Ruhai profusely, but the latter smiled and asked the boy about the 'Heavenly Temple'.

"Does the temple have a plaque?"

"It's been floating, has it stopped?"

"It's heading towards the mountain. Is there any tendency to stop?"

After Ruhai inquired in detail, he immediately invited the grandfather and grandson to visit his temple.

Chapter 089 Hanging Temple

The performance of the Tongtian Rope ended, the grandfather and grandson were also dragged away by the sea, and the onlookers gradually dispersed.

Tangtang reminisced about the wonderful performance just now, and when she was about to leave, a stall owner selling fans not far away stopped her.

"Little girl over there, come here."

When she heard someone calling her, Tangtang ran over.

"Uncle, what's going on?"

After squinting his eyes and looking at the little girl for a moment, and after confirming that she was the person the pavilion was looking for, the outer disciple of the Painted Skin Pavilion said with a smile: "Fans cost a penny each, do you want to buy one?"

A sect that can cross national borders and establish intelligence networks in the five major countries, covering the world, is like the Painted Skin Pavilion in the Wuxiang Demon Lord era.

Later, Painted Skin Pavilion encountered a catastrophe, and the devil was burned by a little mysterious fire, turning his three souls and seven souls into an empty shell.

Elder Qianmian led his people to flee from Shang State to Zhao State overnight. The intelligence network he had worked so hard to build was also given to King Zhao as a meeting gift.

In name, this intelligence network has been returned to the royal family, but Qianmian can still use it if he wants to use it occasionally.

“What a beautiful fan”

The little girl seems to like these fans, but unfortunately...

"Tangtang doesn't have Sang Guo's money, goodbye!"

After waving to the stall owner, Tangtang hugged the alms bowl and walked away.

Uh, what a mistake. If I had known better, I would have given her a fan for free.

The stall owner was very upset. If he had a marked fan on his body, he would be able to track the little girl's whereabouts at all times.

But after missing this opportunity, he didn't dare to force it again.

After all, he is a person who can enable the Pavilion Master to activate the intelligence network. He will definitely not be a small role. It will be a bad thing if it is self-defeating.

'Forget it, as long as we can report her approximate whereabouts, it will be a great achievement! '

...................

There are a few pieces of rice cakes in the alms bowl, which are the fruits of Tangtang’s almsgiving again.

The little girl ate while walking and enjoyed the scenery on the roadside.

"Give way to the girl in front"

An ox cart filled with thatch piles came from behind. Because the road was narrow, Tangtang simply jumped into the field next to it to avoid it.

"Thank you, girl. Do you want to give you a ride to the town ahead?"

The cow pulling the cart is an old cow, and its speed is only slightly faster than ordinary people walking.

The man was driving the cows and casually asked the little girl in the field.

"Okay, okay" Tangtang nodded repeatedly.

Although she has a paper horse, it is a consumable item and will break down soon after being used for a long time, so she no longer rides it all the time.

"Come up!"

When Tangtang got into the car, the man couldn't help but joked: "You are so brave, aren't you afraid that I will sell you?"

"Eh?"

"Hahaha, I'm just kidding. Selling a child will result in retribution. I won't do such a thing."

The car owner chatted with Tangtang, and when he learned that the latter came from Wu, he couldn't help but ask: "Many people from Wu have been running towards us recently. I heard there is a war?"

"Well, there was a war, and there was a flood before."

After hearing what the little girl said, the man suddenly showed a look of understanding.

Natural disasters and man-made disasters, no wonder.

"The bullock cart in front of you, stop it, stop it!"

Ok?

The car owner looked back and found that the person calling was an old man, and there was a little boy beside him.

"Tangtang has seen them before. They performed the Tongtian Rope performance at the market a few days ago." The little girl was deeply impressed by the grandfather and grandson and recognized them at a glance.

Well, he doesn't look like a villain.

The owner thought for a while, stopped the cart and asked, "Why do you want me to stop?"

"Master, please let us get in the car and hide. Yes, a monk is chasing us!"

.....................

It's strange. Could it be that these two people stole something and sneaked into the temple?

Seeing the car owner looking at him suspiciously, the old man couldn't help but sigh.

"Alas, alas, no one believes this!"

"You might as well tell me, maybe I will believe it, but I want to listen to him." The car owner pointed to the little boy next to the old man.

Tangtang looked over with the same curiosity. Under everyone's gaze, the boy stammered about the reason for the incident.

It turned out that Ruhai invited the two of them away that day because he wanted them to help him climb up the temple suspended in the air.