In the garden of the small courtyard, Yue Wushuang, who was trying to prepare a sumptuous dinner, was looking not far away with some confusion.
There, the squad leader held the arm of a kind-hearted old man with both hands, held his breath, and walked sideways, with seriousness and seriousness written on his face.
He didn't dare to support him with his hands anymore, he just did it symbolically.
"Squad leader," Yue Wushuang called, "Do you need help?"
Zhou Zheng shook his head with a smile and blinked four times at Yue Wushuang.
She didn't dare to spread her voice, and Zhou Zheng didn't dare to act too deliberately. Whether Xiaoyue could get some opportunities all depended on her understanding at the moment.
Who could make him so respectful?
Think about the three big guys living in our team villa now!
Think about it quickly, Wushuang girl, just kowtow at this time, maybe it can also bless you to have more children when you get married and want to have children!
Unfortunately, Yue Wushuang just tilted her head slightly, her ponytail swaying again and again, and she raised her hand to scratch her temples. Not only could she not understand the monitor's eyes, she was even more confused.
'Auntie' didn't pay too much attention, she just led Zhou Zheng forward, and even helped her knees when going up the steps.
The strong man sitting quietly in front of the door seemed to feel something. He raised his head, opened his eyes, and his expression changed. However, he ignored the calmness he had before and stood up and knelt down on one knee.
The aunt nodded with a smile, passed by the black bear spirit, stepped into the main door of the living room, and glanced at the corner.
Muzha, who was serving tea and watching Red Boy's performance of "Gray Screen", glanced at the strange thing at the door with his peripheral vision, and wondered why Zhou Zheng came to the house to perform while helping an old lady cross the road.
But when Mu Zha saw the face of the person being helped clearly, he stood up with a swish and quickly pushed Hong Boy's shoulder.
"You can't win this round! Hahaha! Help me, Brother Xiao, to get three kills! Senior brother, see if I can slip away!"
The corner of Muzha's mouth twitched slightly, he moved half a step to the side, pushed his hands forward, bowed and cupped his hands, and said loudly:
"The disciple pays homage to the teacher."
Xiao Sheng, who was looking at the laptop with bright eyes on one side, turned his head. When he saw the aunt next to Zhou Zheng, he was stunned for a moment, then he recognized her carefully, quickly kicked up the chair and knelt down on one knee.
Xiao Sheng did not dare to give his name at all.
The clicking sound of the mouse is still heard.
"Teacher? What teacher?"
Red Boy sneered:
"Senior brother, your strategy of distracting me is too weak. How can a teacher come to such a stupid place?
"Even if Zhou Zheng is weird, he can't attract the teacher here. The teacher doesn't want to care about the nonsense of the Three Realms. Unless the teacher is too busy recently, and we are not at home, she has no one to talk to...
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Suddenly listen.
"General, please rise, Hui'an will be exempted from the gift."
Red Boy's words and the click of the mouse stopped abruptly.
The child seemed to be petrified, turning his head little by little, his facial muscles twitching wildly, and his somewhat collapsed nose was only venting air.
"Old, teacher?"
The aunt nodded with a smile, milky white light bloomed around her body, and gently pushed Zhou Zheng a few inches away.
Zhou Zheng felt dazzled when a dignified woman wearing a white monk's skirt stood in front of him.
The colorful rays of light bloomed from the monk's skirt around her body. Her long, thick black hair was simply tied up, and a white jade hairpin was inserted flatly. A pair of simple cloth shoes could be vaguely seen under several layers of skirt. At this moment, she was stepping on this land, which was a little stained.
soil.
At this moment, Zhou Zheng seemed to see a patch of green bamboo, a row of distant mountains, and a few white clouds lingering on her shoulders.
Zhou Zheng immediately lowered his head and shouted loudly: "I have seen Master Guanyin!"
Yue Wushuang outside the door and Li Zhiyong who appeared at the stairway were stunned, then rushed behind Zhou Zheng and followed Zhou Zheng's example and bowed with their hands.
Zhou Zheng glanced at Xiao Sheng and found that this guy wanted to laugh but tried his best to hold it back, as if he heard Xiao Sheng's thoughts.
'The Bodhisattva called him a general, hey, who can I ask to explain this?'
"Good fortune," Master Guanyin frowned slightly, "you have been chanting sutras for many years and still have not got rid of your evil nature. When I saw you going out this time, I felt that you were depressed and playful. I never thought that there would be killings here.
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"Teacher, this is a game! A video game!"
Master Guanyin shook his head slightly and said slowly: "Thoughts come from the heart, anger, delusion, greed and anger. You have violated many precepts. Just follow me back and be punished."
After speaking, he raised his hand slightly, and the red boy made a bitter face. His body turned into a beam of red light and was put into the sleeves of Guanyin Master.
At this moment, the benefits of Zhou Zheng's many years of involvement in university clubs and fishing in the workplace were finally realized.
First of all, he didn't know why Master Guanyin came here. It might be to take the "Three Heroes of Luojia" home, or it might have other deeper meanings. But letting Master Guanyin stay here for a while would definitely be beneficial to their team.
Great benefit.
It’s impossible for Guanyin Bodhisattva to suppress these little monks, right?
As long as the Bodhisattva can sit here...will their team still lack a lotus platform in the future?
The Feisheng Avenue is simply wide and wide!
Furthermore, what is the identity of Master Guanyin?
The second-in-command of Buddhism, the vice president of Daleiyin Temple, one of the only big bosses in Buddhism today, has a strong appeal in the three realms!
Such a big shot, no matter how aloof, must still care about his own face.
Even if Master Guanyin wanted to sit here and give them some advice, how could Master Guanyin sit down and drink tea by himself if he, a young monk, didn't speak.
The so-called opportunity is actually often between those two sentences.
Zhou Zheng stepped forward and bowed to Buddha, saying respectfully: "Bodhisattva, please take a seat."
Master Guanyin nodded with a smile and walked slowly forward. Li Zhiyong quickly moved a dining chair and placed it in the middle of the living room.
"Thank you."
Master Guanyin said warmly, sitting in a natural and casual posture, and his eyes fell on Li Zhiyong, who was walking back behind Zhou Zheng.
She asked: "How are you doing, Master?"
Li Zhiyong lowered his head to avoid Master Guanyin's gaze and said respectfully: "Thank you, Master, for caring about me. There is no trace of my master. I don't know how my master is doing."
"Taibai Venus should be unobstructed."
Master Guanyin smiled and said, "You don't have to worry too much. The year before last, your master came to see me. He told me about some dreams he had by chance, and he also mentioned accepting you as a young disciple."
Li Zhiyong's smile was slightly awkward.
But Zhou Zheng knew it. In fact, this guy was a little bit resentful towards the teacher who asked him to accept a disciple in his dream and ran away after accepting him.
Living alone is quite hard in itself.
"Bodhisattva," Zhou Zheng took the initiative to take over the conversation, "disciple..."
"You cannot call yourself a disciple in front of a poor monk."
"Eh?" Zhou Zheng looked confused, "Who was I in my previous life?"
"Can't say."
Master Guanyin smiled and said: "Firstly, the secret of heaven must not be exposed to the public, and secondly, the time has not yet come."
"Bodhisattva, I really have doubts in my heart. Could you please give me some answers?"
"You can."
Zhou Zheng simply asked the questions in his heart one by one:
"What is my weird golden wheel phenomenon?"
Guanyin Bodhisattva's voice rang in Zhou Zheng's ears, but others only vaguely felt that Guanyin Bodhisattva was speaking, but could not hear what was specifically said.
She said: "The ban imposed on you by the Great Heavenly Lord."
"Why did he ban me?"
"You are his pawn and the key to heaven's comeback."
Master Guanyin said slowly:
"The turmoil more than three hundred years ago was just the beginning of this great catastrophe. Yang Jian is now trapped in heaven, and Wukong is now locked in Lingshan. They are two black stones, and you are a white one.
"You were all involuntarily chosen by two chess players respectively."
Zhou Zheng nodded as if understanding, and then asked: "In other words, my memory has also been erased?"
"In three hundred years, you have experienced ten reincarnations, and this life is your last chance.
"However, being a Pure Yang body for nine generations has given you a solid foundation for practice. Doing good deeds and accumulating virtue for nine lifetimes has also allowed you to gather great luck."
Guanyin said slowly:
"The only people who know about this are the Queen Mother, the great empress, and the poor monk. The reason why Red Boy was able to go out smoothly this time is because the poor monk deliberately indulged his suspicion, so it is logical for him to come here to meet you."
"Thank you Bodhisattva for clarifying my doubts," Zhou Zheng asked again, "Then what should I do?"
"be yourself."
Guanyin sighed softly, with some compassion in her eyes.
"The great calamity has begun, the Great Heavenly Lord is dead, everything is irreversible."
"Dead?" Zhou Zheng's eyes widened.
"Dead."
"Bodhisattva, the Great Heavenly Lord is not the Jade Emperor, the ruler of the three realms, who claims to have achieved enlightenment through countless tribulations."
"It's him," Guanyin sighed, "He wants to die together with Heaven. Unfortunately, Heaven is resurrecting in Yang Jian's body. Even if he fights against the immortals and Buddhas in the sky, he will not be able to defeat Heaven's plan in the end."
Zhou Zheng frowned tightly and suddenly said: "Has the way of heaven become a spirit?"
"Not yet," Guanyin said with a smile, "but it will be soon."
Zhou Zheng scratched his eyebrows.
Sure enough, there were other hidden reasons for the accident three hundred years ago, but these were too far away for a young monk like him.
Zhou Zheng was actually very grateful that the Bodhisattva could say so much to him.
Heizi, Baizi and Tianzun are dead.
Inexplicably, Zhou Zheng felt a sense of sourness in his heart. It seemed that he suddenly heard that his old friend had passed away, and he had a complex emotion that he could not describe now.
Zhou Zheng sighed: "Bodhisattva, I have one last question... Is it possible to recover my past life memory?"
"Didn't you throw it away already?" the Bodhisattva asked.
"Thrown it away?"
"That's right," Master Guanyin said slowly, "when you were reincarnated for the first time, you said three words to yourself."
"What?"
"be yourself."
Zhou Zheng was slightly startled.
Master Guanyin slowly floated up, with a jade bottle in his hand. A willow branch was inserted in the bottle. A willow leaf slowly flew over and disappeared behind Zhou Zheng's head.
"This is the purpose of this humble monk's trip, to give you a leaf of wisdom root, which may be useful in the future.
"Do you need any other treasures?"
"No, no, Bodhisattva has given me a great gift by being able to clear up my doubts... uh, that."
Zhou Zheng was a little embarrassed and asked in a low voice: "Do you have any more lotus platforms that can release pure spiritual energy?"
Guanyin showed a gentle smile. Although the corners of her mouth were twitching slightly, she still did not curse, showing a very high level of tolerance and self-cultivation.
That is, a layer of cloud appeared at the feet of Guanyin Bodhisattva, Muzha, and Black Bear Spirit at the same time.
Just leave immediately!
Zhou Zheng laughed sarcastically, and a little inspiration flashed through his heart, and he quickly asked: "Bodhisattva, how can I unlock the ban left by the Great Heavenly Lord?"
"The time has not come yet."
The figure of Guanyin Bodhisattva slowly floated up, becoming more and more faint, and his voice echoed back and forth in the living room:
"Zhou Zheng, you are just confused now.
"Only when you meet the person who is destined to remove the peach blossom birthmark on your butt, can you untie the blockade and find your own way.
"Remember, if you gather your luck, you will also have to bear the troubles this luck brings to you.
"This world is on the verge of death, and the road ahead is difficult and difficult. I hope you will take good care of it."
The three big guys have gradually disappeared.
Zhou Zheng said hurriedly: "Bodhisattva!"
There was a response from outside the door: "Huh?"
"If there is no lotus platform, lotus seeds will do just fine."
"Take it!"
Wow! Guanyin is so powerful!
Zhou Zheng shivered and saw a few light spots floating from outside the door. He quickly held them with both hands and couldn't help grinning.
But the three people beside him and the Persian cat hiding in the corner all focused their attention on Zhou Zheng's buttocks, causing Zhou Zheng to shiver several times.
…
Beyond the blue star, above the 'thin' atmosphere.
Guanyin showed her Dharma form and stood on the lotus platform, with Muzha and Black Bear Jing standing on the left and right.
She stared at the star with a hint of thought in her eyes.
Mu Zha asked: "Teacher, what do you mean by those words you said to Zhou Zheng?"
"About the ban he carries."
Guanyin slowly withdrew her gaze and said with a kind smile, "What do you think of Zhou Zheng?"
The strong man transformed from the black bear spirit showed a slight smile: "Very good."
Mu Zha said: "Disciple thinks that his pyrotechnic aura is too strong."
Guanyin smiled and said: "This is not a bad thing."
"Teacher," the black bear spirit said, "can I stay here for a while, anonymously, and ignore other things? I just want to increase my knowledge and learn more skills."
"Yes," Guanyin waved her hand gently.
The ring on the head of the black bear spirit shimmered slightly, and golden lines appeared on his body. These lines quickly dissipated quietly, but they unlocked his soul.
"Thank you teacher."
The black bear spirit saluted, transformed, and his purple gold cassock turned into a black suit, with muscles all over his body bulging. He saluted again and again, turned around and turned into a stream of light, returning to the blue star.
Mu Zha asked in a low voice: "Teacher, disciple, go and supervise him?"
Guanyin glanced at him, and Muzha laughed mockingly. Compared to Black Bear Jing, he didn't have too many restraints.
"Let's go," Guanyin said slowly, "I'll go with my master to see an old friend first, and then return to Mount Luojia. You're not lucky enough. You can't move around too much in such troubled times."
"Who are you going to see, teacher? Is there any other senior expert here?"
"He is not an expert, but now he has considerable abilities," Guanyin said with a smile, "You will recognize him when you see him."
Muzha's eyes were full of light: "Who? I am very curious. Teacher, just tell me."
"He has been a demon in Fuling Mountain for several years, and now he calls himself Uncle Fu. He calls Zhou Zheng's nephew for taking advantage of others every day. He stays here just to repay Zhou Zheng's kindness for saving his life in his previous life."
Mu Zha stared: "The envoy of Jingtan is also on Blue Star?"
Guanyin smiled and said nothing, the lotus platform turned slightly, and she had found the 'stationary' space station.
"Isn't it right here?"
Behind the face plate-sized glass, Fu Bo was shaking his belly, listening to melodious classical music, and trying his best to pour a box of cans into his mouth.