"Are you afraid?" Li Xingchu squatted next to his daughter, looking at her confused expression, and tried to keep his voice gentle, "Tell dad, are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid of anything!" Little Moon was about to show off her timidity, but when she saw her mother standing behind her father, the faint smile on her face and her heroic demeanor, she suddenly swallowed her original words and stood upright.

Small chest, "Don't be afraid!"

"Are you really not afraid or are you not afraid?" Li Xingchu was happy and planned to tease Pistachio a few times.

"I'm really not afraid!" Little Moon stretched her neck and said, "Mom is not afraid either."

"It's not the mother who goes to kindergarten, why should the mother be afraid?" Li Xingchu asked strangely, looking at the little moon in front of him who was carrying a small schoolbag and wearing a hat.

"My mother was definitely not afraid when she went to kindergarten before." Little Moon said firmly, "So I'm not afraid either!"

"But mom has never been to kindergarten." Li Muyue said leisurely.

"It's true!" Li Xingchu smacked his palm. People with family backgrounds like Li Muyue's would usually ask professional gentlemen to come to their homes for one-on-one enlightenment. It wasn't until the end of the enlightenment that they tried to send them to other outstanding children from the same batch.

Competitive learning can be regarded as the traditional education model within the family.

"Then I'm not afraid." Little Moon was not intimidated and said seriously, "I want to be like my mother. My mother is my idol."

"Okay, you regard your mother as your idol, but what about your father?" Li Xingchu couldn't help but stretched out his hands to press the little moon's face and pout her little mouth.

"Only when a girl is as handsome as her mother can she marry a boy like her father." Little Moon was forced to pouted.

Li Xingchu was stunned for a while, then looked back at his wife, "You taught me this?"

"My neighbor taught me." Li Muyue smiled and shook her head.

Hearing this, Li Xingchu was a little frustrated. They said that his father was a good role model for his daughter, but it was completely the opposite in his own family. However, there was nothing that could be done about it. Compared to himself, Li Muyue was more like the head of the family. Even if he gave up "Moon"

"Identity, but that kind of bearing is engraved in my bones. Wherever I go, I am the absolute focus. Just like now, a family of three is standing at the door of the kindergarten. The parents and children passing by can't help but look at it.

Li Muyue among the three.

Li Muyue, who was wearing a brown windbreaker and boots in the cold wind, simply put her hands in her pockets. The collar was turned up to keep out the cold, and the silk scarf around her neck drooped down from the collar of the windbreaker to cover her snow-white neck underneath. Many of them held the hands of their parents.

Many children are secretly looking at the beautiful elder sister who has the same scenery (the appearance of mixed-race people does age very slowly), and many parents also lament that today's parents are really getting younger and younger.

Needless to say, having such a young and beautiful mother is really good for her children. On the contrary, Li Xingchu squatted there and felt countless piercing glances on his back, which made his neck feel cold. They were all from the father of the children.

Resentment.

"I'm going to be late!" Xiao Yue struggled to break away from her father's ruthless iron hand, stepped back a few steps, lifted the schoolbag behind her, and waved to Li Xingchu who was squatting and Li Muyue who was standing behind him with a smile, "

I’m going to school! Remember to pick me up after school! Be on time! Don’t be late!”

"Should mom or dad pick you up?" Li Xingchu asked with a smile.

"Mom, please pick me up!" Little Moon ran into the kindergarten gate and shouted in reply. As she passed by the guard, she remembered her parents' teachings, bowed at a 90° angle, and then walked into the kindergarten. The guard there was "flattered" and touched her

He touched the back of his head, and then looked at the children behind him, who followed Little Moon and bowed in a learned manner, making the old man feel a little embarrassed.

"What a heartless little bastard." Li Xingchu sighed and stood up leisurely, patted the remaining warmth on his little face on his palms, and looked at Li Muyue, "Did you hear that? She said she wanted her mother to pick her up.

"

"Yes, I heard it." Li Muyue nodded gently.

"Let's go, it's almost time." Li Xingchu looked at his watch and said.

Li Muyue reached out and took Li Xingchu's arm, gently pulled the silk scarf around her neck, walked a few steps away, looked back at the kindergarten door, and left without looking back.

—

The mountain gate of Lingyun Temple.

The young monk stood in front of the mountain gate with his eyes closed and recited Buddhist scriptures. If someone who knows a little about Buddhism can hear clearly that he is reciting the "Lotus Sutra of Wonderful Dharma", the Mahayana Buddhism translated by Kumarajiva, which was written by the Buddha in his later years.

The Vulture Mountain in Shecheng is preached by all sentient beings. This sutra teaches that everyone is equal and can become a Buddha regardless of high or low.

After reciting the twenty-eight Buddhist dharma, the young monk opened his eyes and saw the couple walking up the stairs at the bottom of the mountain. When he got closer, he didn't need to say anything. He just bowed deeply to the two donors and performed Buddhist rituals.

He turned around and led them towards the temple.

Silently along the way, Li Xingchu and Li Muyue held hands together. The cries of birds and the gurgling of rivers rose and flowed amidst the blessing bells ringing on the top of the mountain. There were no other people waiting in the entire Lingyun Mountain. The only ones that could be heard were the ones in the temple.

All the monks in the temple recited "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra" together.

Being patient and motionless is like the earth; being silent and meditating deeply is like a secret treasure.

The sound of Buddha was loud on the entire mountain peak, birds were flying into the forest, and the rivers were converging from three directions. Li Muyue and Li Xingchu walked on the mountain road until they reached the red sandstone wall, and saw Master Yuncheng standing under the cave.

He took off his gray robe and put on the golden and red abbot's robes, holding a vajra bell and pestle in his hand. Beside him stood three elderly monks who were also wearing abbot's robes, waiting.

"Master." Li Muyue came to the monks and saluted and said hello.

"Who are these three?" Li Xingchu asked softly when he saw the strangers around Master Yuncheng.

"The current abbot of Wuyou Temple is Kong Miao." The monk with a white beard on the left lowered his head slightly. Although his face had a white beard, his full energy was like a furnace, bringing a surging heat on the spiritual level.

I felt like, just standing in front of him, the severe cold of winter subsided by three points for no reason.

"The current abbot of Fuhu Temple, Miao Hai." The old monk, who looked slightly thin and frail under his monk's robe, bowed his head tremblingly and bowed in Buddhist salute. Li Muyue also returned the salute with a slightly serious expression. As the predecessor "Yue", she was actually in this

The old man, who looked frail, felt a dangerous sense of pressure.

"Wannian Temple, Haixu, may I ask which one of you two is the benefactor with evildoings?" A fat monk with a broad body and a cheerful smile came up to talk to him, but the question was like this, and his eyes were already closed.

It has already fallen on Li Muyue.

Li Muyue also took a step forward, and the three abbots from different Buddhist temples all looked at her. Some shook their heads, some nodded in approval, and some were amazed. Master Yuncheng spoke at this moment, "Everything is ready, everything is ready

.”

"Today is just the right time for the winter wind. East wind, winter wind, everything will be fine!" The fat monk clapped his hands and sighed, "I never thought that I could see such a scene before I went far to the bliss. Thanks to the blessing of the Buddha,

Great merit can be found at home, so I really have to thank the two donors."

"It's Yuncheng who should be grateful. The merits of Potian have also been shared with other temples. If it were you and me, who could have such a big heart? It seems that before leaving, Wu Che did not forget to enlighten Yuncheng, his junior brother.

Ah, the great success of Buddhism is just around the corner, I admire you, I admire you." The white-bearded monk sighed.

"This matter is so big that Yuncheng dare not take it all by himself. If he wants to overcome the evil obstacles, he still needs the help of all the masters. If something happens, Yuncheng cannot bear the responsibility." Monk Yuncheng held a vajra bell and pestle in his hand and walked with one palm.

present.

"The lotus, bell, and pestle have been sacrificed. It seems that Yuncheng has made up his mind this time and must overcome this evil obstacle. We will naturally do our best to help." The frail old monk whispered.

The shape of the vajra usually has one, three, five or nine strands. The common ones are five-strand and nine-strand vajra. The vajra in Yuncheng's hand is a five-strand vajra. It has a half-shaped handle and bell.

It consists of a lotus base decorated with Buddha's head, and under the Buddha's head there is a hollow circle symbolizing a vase.

Li Muyue recognized at a glance that this was an extraordinary alchemical artifact. On the vajra bell and pestle, you could also see the brown patches on the base of the Buddha's head. Those were blood stains, and they were qualified to leave blood stains on such artifacts.

I'm afraid there are only those majestic and terrifying creatures in this world.

"Lotus flower bell and pestle, the last time I saw it, it was the flood disaster in Sanjiang, right? The descendants of Master Haitong used the bell and pestle to suppress the troublemaker into the vortex of the Sanjiang River, saving all living beings in the entire city.

I wish I could still see it appear in the world today." The fat monk looked at the artifact in Master Yuncheng's hand and marveled.

"Bu Chengren will become a Buddha. The two donors have been through suffering for a long time, and it is up to me, Bo Zhoushi, to lend a helping hand. This is the last wish of Senior Brother Wuche during his lifetime, and it is also the natural first step in my Dharma." Master Yuncheng said.

"The time, place and people are favorable, the winter wind helps, the three rivers converge to bring blessings, and all the masters are gathered together, I think things will go smoothly today." Li Xingchu saluted the masters, and the monks accepted it calmly.

bye.

"Don't forget that there are all the monks under the Mahavira Hall praying for you. Unless the hell is empty, I will never become a Buddha. The entire Lingyun Temple's Buddhist fate has already been imbued with the donor. The donor has not yet worshiped Buddhism and cannot feel it.

We are surrounded by that strong relationship with Buddha, but in our eyes, today's things have been mostly successful. What is missing now is that the donor takes your wife and walks into the high platform." The white-bearded monk took a step away and gestured towards the chain.

A rock formation cave with a ladder.

"I cannot thank you enough for your kindness." Li Xingchu said seriously to Master Yuncheng.

"Go." Master Yuncheng said.

Li Muyue and Li Xingchu looked at each other, bowed to the masters again, and walked towards the rock cave one after another.

"Unless hell is empty, I will never become a Buddha." Behind them, the masters chanted the Buddha's name in unison and watched the two figures disappear into the cave.

When Li Xingchu and Li Muyue disappeared, the thin old monk among the four who stayed there lowered his eyebrows and asked, "Yuncheng, is there anything going on today?"

"I asked the master far away in Lingyin Temple to ask for supernatural warning for today's events, and the answer he got was 'nothing wrong'." Yuncheng replied.

"What is right is without delusion, and what is not right is delusion. As far as heaven is concerned, if you act against heaven, it is delusion, and if you act in accordance with nature, there is no delusion." The fat monk immediately said, "It's a good sign."

"Heaven will help you, please do so." The white-bearded monk nodded, "I will have no worries about what I will do today."

"Master Guangye's magical predictions have never been wrong. It seems that today's matter is indeed worry-free." The thin old man also nodded gently.

"But we can't relax. The worry-free prediction is based on the gathering of all the masters. We must not be blinded by the magical power and miss the important event." Yuncheng said in a low voice.

"good."

"Amitabha."

—

Li Muyue and Li Xingchu walked into the cave. They were surrounded by red sandstone walls, but they were polished smooth. Even the ground was paved with stone slabs and extended to the end within tens of meters.

A stone bed lay quietly deep in the cave. There was the sound of water flowing around the stone bed. After a closer look, it was discovered that there were intricate grooves on the ground like vines, with moving alchemical mercury flowing inside them.

The red blood threads squirmed happily in the mercury, like small snakes, like blood vessels. The power of alchemy formed an invisible "domain" along the blood threads, covering the entire narrow space.
To be continued...