Qin Liuxi looked at Feng Bo. Ever since the clay statue had its face cut out, people had been running around telling each other that the news that the water god had appeared had spread throughout the world, and many people came to worship.
With the belief in incense and the merit of saving people who fell into the water, Feng Bo became even more divine. There was a golden light flowing around his body, making people dare not look up to him.
Qin Liuxi simply sat down in front of the temple and talked to him, which made the vendor look over frequently, his eyes full of vigilance.
"The person your Yan family hired to guard the temple is a bit of a cover-up. Look at his guarded eyes. If I reach out to your clay body, he will lift me into the water. Do you believe it?" Qin Liuxi clicked his tongue.
One sound.
Uncle Feng followed her line of sight and saw that he was clearly a hawker but was actually the family guard staring at Qin Liuxi. He couldn't help but laugh and felt a little helpless.
"There are many wine shops and boat boats here in Green Lake. Some people drank, some fell into the water, and some ran wild. Tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival again, and more people come to worship. But before, some people drank in my temple.
He urinated in front of the temple, which made the clan leader angry, so a skilled man came over to prevent anyone from desecrating the temple." Feng Bo explained.
"But being so defensive makes it difficult for people not to doubt the motives of your Yan family."
Feng Bo smiled and said: "No matter how doubtful most people are, would they still think that the ancestors of the Yan family have become gods? There are no truly believable myths in this world."
People in the world have beliefs, but they either believe in Buddhism or Taoism. Some people spread other myths, but how many people really believe in so-called myths?
Many people only believe that there is no God in this world and that He does not exist.
Qin Liuxi smiled: "It's a bit funny for a god like you to say that mythical stories don't exist."
"I'm just a demigod." Feng Bo smiled modestly: "It's too far away from truly becoming a god. Look at these mortals working hard for a few taels of silver. Is it possible to make them believe that gods exist?"
Qin Liuxi followed his finger and looked over. A hawker carrying a load selling groceries stopped and peddled his goods to the lady who asked about the price.
She looked away: "You are right."
Uncle Feng returned to the topic: "What brings you here?"
Qin Liuxi's expression became serious and he said in a deep voice: "Another Buddha bone has appeared."
Uncle Feng saw her solemn expression and couldn't help but frowned and said, "Seeing that you are in a bad mood, could this Buddha bone be obtained by someone else?"
"Well, he is still the traitor of our Qingpingguan, but now, it may not be in his hands, but maybe in the hands of the real master."
"How to say?"
Qin Liuxi told everything about Chi Zhenzi in just a few words. Now it's really hard to say who owns his piece of Buddha bone.
Uncle Feng also felt a little numb and said: "If the true owner got it, then he must have at least one or two pieces. As the original owner, his soul and body muscles must resonate more than others. As long as the Buddha's bones are revealed again and his breath moves,
You will surely find it faster.”
Qin Liuxi said: "So, do you feel anything here?"
Uncle Feng looked at his leg bones and shook his head: "Don't you have one in your hand?"
"It's not in my hand." Qin Liuxi tapped his thigh with his fingers and said, "But I did hide that thing."
"Aren't you afraid that he will come looking for you?"
Qin Liuxi narrowed his eyes slightly, a faint light flashed in the depths of his eyes, and said: "If he really wants to collect all nine Buddha bones, he will find them sooner or later. I'll wait."
She was just afraid that he wouldn't want this bone.
Feng Bo sighed: "This man's existence is a big threat to the common people. If he can escape, he will not do nothing. It is inevitable to cause trouble."
"What is certain is that he is playing a big game, otherwise there would be no movement yet." Qin Liuxi felt that Si Luo was really tolerant. It has been almost a year since he fled, but there has been no movement at all.
The two of them were silent.
"What would you think if you were him?"
The two asked in unison and smiled again.
"Bringing together ideas, you speak first." Qin Liuxi spread his hands.
"Ever since I found out that my leg bone belongs to him, I have read his biography and even invited the princes of the underworld to have a talk to get to know him. Do you know why he is called the Evil Buddha?"
Qin Liuxi was puzzled: "Isn't he just an evil cultivator?"
Feng Bo replied: "It is true that he is practicing evil, but what he practices is orthodox Buddhism. The reason why he is called an evil Buddha is because he slaughtered millions of people and became a Buddha by killing. He is not tolerated by heaven and earth.
, was also suppressed and arrested by the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism at that time, and imprisoned in Jiuyou."
An idea flashed through Qin Liuxi's mind, but it disappeared before she could catch it.
"Also, the world has changed for so many years. Even though he was imprisoned in Jiuyou, he never stopped practicing Buddhism, even if he was punished."
Qin Liuxi was surprised, is it so curly?
"I just got a piece of Buddha's bone, but it is easy to analyze the Buddhist scriptures and verses, and..." Feng Bo hesitated for a moment, and said with a slightly solemn expression: "I don't know if it's because the other party became a Buddha by killing.
Because of this, if I encounter some unfair things by chance, I will also feel like killing."
Qin Liuxi knew that the Buddha bones contained magical power and a strong murderous aura. It seemed that Siluo had indeed killed many people back then.
wrong.
"Did he really become a Buddha by killing someone?" Qin Liuxi asked.
Uncle Feng was startled: "It should be done."
Qin Liuxi shook his head: "I think it should be a different move."
"Why?"
"The Buddhas are all up there." Qin Liuxi pointed to the sky and said: "When people worship Buddha, they often say Tathagata, Buddha, Guanyin Bodhisattva, who are they? They are gods. Do you think the real Buddha will be regarded by the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism?
Wouldn't heaven and earth tolerate his capture? Would the underworld dare to imprison God? He wouldn't dare."
Uncle Feng weighed these words carefully, but shook his head: "What you said makes sense. He can kill to become a Buddha. Even if he becomes a Buddha, he is just an evil Buddha. How can Heaven tolerate it? It is precisely because Heaven does not recognize it that he will be imprisoned.
There is another point about his fate. If he cannot become a Buddha, how can he still have such Buddha power and murderous intentions after thousands of years of the Buddha bones he left behind?"
Qin Liuxi licked the corner of his lips and said: "I will assume that you are right. He has become a killing Buddha, but he is still not recognized and imprisoned. What should I do to prevent him from going the same old way again? Thousands of dollars
Years later, he will eventually think it through and understand it."
Uncle Feng's expression gradually changed: "What do you mean?"
"He wants to become a real Buddha." Qin Liuxi stood up and looked into the distance: "He wants to become a god."
"What? This, this can't be possible!" Uncle Feng was a little confused. How could it be so easy to become a god?
Qin Liuxi looked at him with a deep gaze and said: "Uncle Feng, if you don't want to be captured and imprisoned in the Nine Netherworld forever, the only way to go is to become a god. Once you become a god, it will be the way of heaven, and there is nothing you can do about it."
