"I remember that Master Zhao drew something on the yellow paper and then folded it into a paper crane. At first I thought it was ridiculous, but I didn't expect it to be found again."
"The name of Master Zhao means that he is a living god!"
Everyone realized that it was a false alarm, and then, thunderous applause and praises erupted under the overpass, which lasted for a long time.
Zhao Fan waited patiently for a while, and then his voice gradually weakened. He raised his hand, rubbed his thumb and index finger together and said, "According to the rules, I will give you a symbolic coin."
"Master, how can this be done?" The middle-aged woman freed up a hand, took out a wad of money from her arms, and said, "This is ten thousand, and I don't have much left at home. If you don't mind, just keep it first."
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Her husband was a fire officer, but he had an accident at the fire scene, and now he is left with an orphan and a widowed mother.
When the child was abducted by human traffickers, the sky was about to fall. Fortunately, she met this young master while passing by the overpass, and her mother and child were reunited, and her husband's bloodline was continued. But when I went to the neighboring province last night, there was really no one there.
I called my husband's comrades and successfully retrieved the child.
"sister in law."
One of the men said: "We have prepared the money, and each of us has collected some, so you can keep it to raise Tinker Bell."
"That's not possible." The middle-aged woman shook her head and refused.
"Hold on, I want a coin." Zhao Fan said with emotion: "I have been here for two days, and I have already determined the rules. I will not take any more."
His tone left no room for doubt, as if he would fall out if he violated it.
"This..." The middle-aged women and men were all stunned.
Finally, she turned over a coin in her pocket, handed it to Zhao Fan with tears in her eyes, and said, "Master Zhao, you are such a good person."
"Maybe." Zhao Fan chuckled softly. When he opened his eyes, the coin exuded the light of merit and became a coin as expected.
Many onlookers applauded desperately again, because this young master has both real ability and virtue, and is not moved by money. What makes them depressed is that in five days, the master will leave Yangzhou City
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The middle-aged woman said some words of thanks, and when she was about to take the child away, she was stopped by Zhao Fan from behind, "Wait a minute."
She asked doubtfully: "Master Zhao, do you have anything else to do?"
Zhao Fan picked up the yellow paper and the evil-killing pen in the bag, then pricked his own fingertip with the tip of the pen, dipped it in blood and drew a talisman, then folded it into a triangle, threw it into the opponent's hand and said: "This is
It is an amulet made from the essence and blood of my master. Put this on a red string and wear it on your child. It will protect him from disasters for twenty years. Don't take it off even when taking a bath, it will not be soaked to death."
When he was drawing the talisman, he used the power of Dragon Yang to bless the yellow paper, so ordinary water and fire could not corrode it.
"Master Zhao, this is too precious..." The middle-aged woman shed tears.
"Your husband died young for the people, so he is a hero." Zhao Fan said seriously: "How can you make a hero have to worry about his death?"
Bang!!!
Everyone applauded again.
At this time, Zhao Fan and Shenxiu, who had packed up their props, gradually disappeared among countless admiring and awed gazes.
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After returning to the hotel, Shenxiu smiled admiringly and said, "Brother Zhao, I respect you for this matter today."
"It takes a little effort." Zhao Fan shook his head and sighed. After picking up his things, he went down to check out, and then headed to the outskirts of Yangzhou City with Shenxiu.
When he arrived at the courtyard of the thatched house, Shenxiu looked at Taozi who opened the door and suddenly said: "No wonder you didn't come back last night. I'm sorry there is a female benefactor here."
Zhao Fan rolled his eyes and introduced: "My cousin, Taozi."
"What a clean smile." Shenxiu said blankly.
When Zhao Fan heard this, he felt relieved. Grandma Sixth used Taozi's magic to hide that type of body. Even Shenxiu, who was profound in Buddhism, did not realize that Taozi was a demon. In this way, she would not be caught when she went outside in the future.
Anyone with integrity can easily see through it.
"Cousin." Taozi asked enthusiastically, "Who is this bald brother?"
"His dharma name is Shenxiu, just call him Baldy." Zhao Fan said.
Taozi looked at Shenxiu's depressed expression and said with a smile: "Grandma said you should be polite, but bald people don't think it's a good thing when you hear it. I'd better call you Brother Shenxiu."
"This is quality..."
Shenxiu slapped Zhao Fan with his elbow and snorted coldly: "Can't you just be like the Peach Donor?"
"..."
Zhao Fan was too lazy to pay attention to him and entered the courtyard first.
Mrs. Tian held a pipe in her hand and smoked it while walking out of the room, "Fan'er is back?"
"Grandma." Zhao Fan nodded politely.
Mrs. Tian asked: "How good is the fetus of the magic sword?"
"Well, the demonic nature is indeed as you said, and it has no impact on my heart and soul." Zhao Fan said with a smile: "However, I have just started to master the art of sword control at the first level, and I cannot exert its true power at the first level."
"The road must be walked step by step." Mrs. Tian smiled and asked: "The little monk setting up a stall with you is also here. Which temple does he belong to?"
Before Zhao Fan could reply, Shenxiu came over and performed Buddhist rituals and said: "Senior Tian, this junior studied under the Miaofa Temple in Hong Kong, and his Buddhist name is Shenxiu."
"Oh...Miaoho Temple."
Mrs. Tian blew out a big smoke ring and said, "That stubborn old man Cichen is now strong and strong?"
"Thanks to Senior Tian for caring about me, my tutor is very good." Shenxiu was dumbfounded and thought to herself, why is this great aunt, Brother Zhao, so sacred? She calls her master a stubborn person?!
Zhao Fan was also a little surprised. His uncle and grandfather never called Master Cishen such a name when facing him or behind his back.
Next, Mrs. Tian took Taozi to the back mountain with a pipe. Shenxiu lay on the rocking chair and slept in, while Zhao Fan took out the "All Things Heart Sutra" from the blue sumeru jade and read it.
When you look at it, you will see that there are few stars in the moon.
Zhao Fan was so invested that he didn't even bother to eat dinner. He seemed to have opened a brand new door, and like a wolf that had been hungry for a long time and saw a lot of barbecue, he spent all his time thinking about the meaning of every word.
Until noon the next day, Zhao Fan put away the "All Things Heart Sutra" and came to the table to sit down and eat with everyone, but he was still reviewing it in his mind.
There are three chapters in the "Wanxiang Heart Sutra", and each chapter represents a different state of mind.
Even Zhao Fan, who has spiritual roots, spent eighteen hours and only read the first chapter, and only understood 30% of it, which shows how difficult it is.
Zhao Fan ate a few bites in a hurry, put down his chopsticks and said, "Auntie, there is something I haven't fully understood. One moment I think it means one thing, the next moment I think it means another, and I waver between the two."
Mrs. Tian asked: "Which page and which sentence?"
"The third page..." Zhao Fan thought for a moment and then said: "The nineteenth sentence."
"When I first came into contact with this place, I felt like it was explaining two different directions." Mrs. Tian said with a smile: "Then my master said that no matter which one is wrong, the correct thing is that the two are one.
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"Unity?"
Zhao Fan widened his eyes and asked: "It's impossible. There is no intersection, how can we merge into one?"
"Fan'er, let me give you an analogy so you can understand." Mrs. Tian answered directly, and she said meaningfully: "Just like laughing and crying, they appear to be opposite poles on the surface. In fact, as you follow
Lao Qi has been traveling all over the country for so many years, and it’s not uncommon to see expressions like crying and laughing, isn’t it?”
"Cry with a smile, laugh with a cry..."
After Zhao Fan chewed it a few times, he suddenly became enlightened and said with bright eyes: "I understand!"
Afterwards, he left the dinner table, took out the "All Things Heart Sutra" and continued reading.
Shenxiu and Taozi looked at each other, what kind of riddle was this? Especially Zhao Fan, from yesterday to now, has been like a man possessed, holding this booklet and reading endlessly.
Before I knew it, it was two o'clock in the afternoon.
Zhao Fan put away the booklet and took the baggage with Shenxiu back to Yangzhou City to continue setting up a mysterious stall under the overpass. He should have relaxed and paid attention to everything. The "Wanxiang Heart Sutra" covers everything in the world, so it is as vast as the sea.
If you are too obsessed with it, once your spirit is exhausted, you will easily go astray. If you don't discover and correct it in time, and go further and further in the wrong direction, it will mean digging your own grave!
Today's scene under the overpass was even more lively than yesterday, as if a big star had appeared here and attracted crazy onlookers.
It was much deserted on the other side of the bridge. In sharp contrast to Mrs. Tian's calmness, the eyes of the man in Mao suit were full of jealousy. He felt that if Master Zhao was allowed to continue, he would have no foothold in Yangzhou City.
Suddenly, a plan came to mind, so I picked up my mobile phone and contacted my brother-in-law who worked in the Urban Management Bureau...