At the winter solstice, when the new year is approaching, under the gray sky, there are still snowflakes falling, the sky and the earth are covered in silver, the ground is covered with palm-thick ice and snow, and everything is lonely.
On this cold day with frosty breath, there are only a few people in the county, let alone a small village like Fengjia Village. After clearing the snow in front of the door and having nothing to do, everyone huddled at home and gathered around the brazier.
, chatting about family affairs.
"The days go by so fast, one year will pass in a flash!"
"Yes, the year is about to end. I wonder when Zichuan will come back this year?"
"When they come back and see the changes in Xiaowen and their family, I'm afraid they will be shocked."
The old man smiled and looked around at the furnishings in his home. The old house was still the same as before. At first glance, there was no change. But if you look closely, you will find that all the furnishings in the house have been changed.
"Yes, the changes in our family have been really big this year, and they are very elegant."
Speaking of this, the two old men were silent for a moment, as if they had thought of something.
"Are all the incense papers used for worship ready?"
"It's been prepared a long time ago."
"Years ago, I took Wen'er to the City God's Temple to burn incense sticks!"
"..."
The warm hall was silent again, with only the sound of the wood in the brazier burning, which still seemed to be filled with moisture, as it crackled and exploded.
"It's a good idea to go to the City God's Temple to burn incense and wish Wen'er peace and good health."
Afterwards, the two old men chatted about their parents' quarrels again, who got married in the next village, who had a grandchild, and they could talk about trivial things.
In the isolated wing on one side, Feng Bingwen, who stayed in the room on the pretext of reading, sat cross-legged on the bed, looking at the flying snow through the wide open window, admiring the winter snow scene.
“It would be great if there was floor heating!”
Feng Bingwen, who is no longer afraid of the cold wind and snow, sighed with emotion. He is not afraid of the winter snow, and neither are the elderly at home. But for most elderly people, this snowy winter is simply the king of hell.
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"I asked those guys to prepare firewood and deliver it to the poor and elderly people in the county. I don't know how many people can be helped to survive."
Feng Bingwen thought silently, and as soon as his mind moved, the Book of Heaven appeared in his mind. In the light of ten thousand feet, the Book of Heaven was opened, revealing his current good and evil deeds.
Name: Feng Bingwen
Good deeds: 8,000, 150, 130
Evil deeds: Three hundred and sixty
"There are already eight thousand!"
Looking at the good deeds he had accumulated over the past six months, Feng Bingwen couldn't help but feel a little proud. He had accumulated these bit by bit.
And because of his behavior during this period, the appearance of Qingshan County has also undergone tremendous changes. There are no gangsters wandering in the streets and alleys, and there are no idlers, even gray activities such as gambling houses. He is also humble and polite when meeting people.
Not daring to go beyond it in the slightest, it can truly be called a simple folk custom.
However, because of this, even if Feng Bingwen was given the same time, he would not be able to accumulate eight thousand good deeds in Qingshan County, because many of them were bought in one go.
Thanks to his thousands of good deeds!
Unless he is suppressed, those shady activities in Qingshan County will not change. However, this cannot be done deliberately. If you indulge in evil with the intention of cutting leeks, you are clearly despising the Book of Heaven and still want good deeds? Boundless
Karma will kill you.
"Since there are so many, there is no need to wait any longer."
Looking at the huge amount of good deeds written in the heavenly book, Feng Bingwen took a deep breath and decided to make the wish he had been thinking about for a long time.
"I am willing to spend eight thousand and one good deeds to find a master who can lead me on the path of spiritual practice and point out the direction. This master must be open-minded, noble in character, unmoved by all things, protective of shortcomings by nature, and generous in spending..."
This time, unlike previous wishes, Feng Bingwen not only specified the good deeds he was willing to perform, but also made detailed requirements for the master, character, strength and even knowledge he wanted.
After he silently expressed his wish to the Book of Heaven, his own face could not help but blush slightly for a moment, feeling a little embarrassed.
He was not looking for a master. He was simply asking Tianshu to find him a father. And it was the kind of person that was perfect, with no flaws at all.
Faced with his outrageous wish this time, the Book of Heaven was silent for a long time. Just when Feng Bingwen thought that this wish had failed and was about to change to a simpler wish, the gilded flame was worth the money in that line of good deeds.
It burns up.
"It's done!"
Feng Bingwen's eyes were bright, and he felt incredible that there were people in this world who met his requirements.
He had discovered a long time ago that what he prayed to the Heavenly Book would only be the things of this world, and the Heavenly Book would not conjure things out of thin air for him.
He made a wish to the Book of Heaven for such a master, which means that there is a being in this world who perfectly meets all his requirements. This being will inevitably appear in front of him at some point in the future and accept him as his disciple.
"Huh!"
Just when Feng Bingwen was filled with joy, he suddenly discovered something was wrong. The burning gilt flame was almost extinguished, and the number of good deeds had changed from four to three.
He previously had more than 13,000 good deeds and made a wish to the Book of Heaven to become stronger. However, the good deeds in the Book of Heaven burned for nine days and nine nights before they were completely extinguished. Then, the dragon ball whose origin he still didn't know fell from the sky.
But now, in such a short period of time, all the good deeds he had made a wish for had been burned up, leaving only a pitiful five hundred and fifty-three in the book of heaven.
"this……"
Feng Bingwen sat up from the bed and walked quickly to the window. He subconsciously thought that the person he had made a wish to in the heavenly book was about to appear. However, he looked out the window for a long time, not even noticing the water vapor wandering between the sky and the earth.
Something special has arrived.
"I'm still too impatient!"
After his uneasy mood calmed down, Feng Bingwen shook his head with a smile and sat back on the bed. He thought about the unusual movement in the Book of Heaven just now.
"I want to recognize such a magnificent person as my teacher. Isn't this small amount of good deeds enough?"
"No, if it's not enough, the Book of Heaven will not pay attention to me at all."
Feng Bingwen rejected the speculation just now. He had already tried it. The Book of Heaven disdained to pay attention to some ridiculous and nonsensical wishes, such as becoming an immortal and ascending to heaven.
"But this time the good deeds were consumed too quickly!"
After much deliberation, Feng Bingwen couldn't figure out the reason why the flame of the Heavenly Book went out so quickly this time, nor did his previous hundred good deeds burn out so quickly.
"Oh, it's useless to think too much. Let's wait for now. The Book of Heaven shouldn't disappoint me."