Chapter 1026: A good horse with a good saddle, a good woman with a macho
"It's actually you?"
Shangguangou stared at the old driver with shock on his face.
"When you meet an old friend in a foreign country, you are inspired."
The old driver was still wearing shabby khaki overalls and smiled faintly, with a hint of mystery in his smile.
Landscape Gou stared at the old driver speechlessly for a long time, then sighed after a long time:
“It’s God’s will that fate plays tricks on people.”
Liu Shiba squinted at the landscape ditch, then looked at the old driver, touched his chin and smiled:
"I didn't expect that you two are old acquaintances, especially you, the old driver, are you calm enough?
We were asking everywhere where we were, and yet you held it in for a long time without saying a word about revisiting our old place?"
The old driver nodded indifferently, with a hint of sadness in his expression...
Qin Da is a real person. When he saw three people playing riddles, he couldn't hold it in anymore and cursed loudly:
"Old driver, you and I have known each other for more than half a year, and I have never heard you say that you used to play in the mud?"
Mrs. Huan, who never made a sound, was counting the clay figures carefully. At this moment, she twisted her waist for the first time and stepped forward. She stared at the old driver and said with a sweet smile:
"Good craftsmanship, I really like the slave family..."
The old driver was calm at first, but his calmness was disturbed by Mrs. Huan's favorite words. His face turned red and he said:
"No, no, no, no... labor and management don't want you to like it, it's too much to bear!"
Mrs. Huan smiled coquettishly and rolled her eyes:
"My tender skinned meat is so cheap for an old man like you, but you still can't bear it?"
"Oh? Hahaha..."
Liu Shiba, Qin Da, Suolanta and Li Ergou couldn't help laughing when they heard this.
The old driver said with a dark face:
"The one that labor and management can't bear is Lao Jiu, who is afraid that if he likes you, he will turn him into a meat pie."
Mrs. Huan looked stern and said angrily:
"Who knows what kind of god he is? He still ignored the slave family in that pothole for several months. Besides, God knows where they are now..."
Speaking of this, Mrs. Huan's pretty face was filled with frost and the corners of her eyes were springy. She bit her silver teeth and added:
"It's impossible to live this life without even a man."
The old driver had a dark face, pointed sideways at Liu Shiba and the other men and said:
"Isn't the boss a man? Isn't Qin Da? Isn't Li Ergou a man? And this foreign devil, he has a great job and is just right for you..."
Liu Shiba's expression froze and he didn't know how to express...
Li Ergou grinned and Cuihua stepped on Ergou's instep.
Farewell glared at the old driver and gritted his teeth and said:
"If Lao Jiu is not here, I can beat you to death, do you believe it?"
Qin Da's face darkened, he stared at his daughter and said:
"Girl, please speak politely. Your father and I already have Feng Qingwu, and you also have a younger brother."
Farewell angrily retracted the extended black tentacles and said angrily:
"I didn't say you..."
Qin Da's face froze and he said cheerfully:
"It turns out you didn't mean that I..."
As Qin Da spoke, he secretly glanced at Liu Shiba, who also had a dark look on his face, from the corner of his eyes.
Solanta is not stupid either. After hanging out with Liu Shiba and his group for so long, her Chinese has gradually become fluent, and she smiled without hesitation:
"YES... big tools are great, YES!"
"snort!"
Mrs. Huan's eyes blossomed, and she silently watched several men pretending to compete without saying a word. It wasn't until Solanta spoke up that she snorted proudly and sneered:
"Get out of my way. As the saying goes, a good horse should be paired with a good saddle, and a good girl should be paired with a strong man. You are the worst at doing bare-handed work, and you have no right to speak."
Solanta looked bitter and retorted:
"If you don't compete with your bare hands, each of you will have a gun. I promise to knock them all down."
Liu Shiba finally couldn't listen anymore and said with a straight face:
"What nonsense are you talking about? This is a stall where life and death are at stake."
After saying that, Liu Shiba looked at the old driver solemnly and said:
"All living beings and their appearances, you and your father are able to condense all aspects of life into the one hundred and eight clay images in the Hall of Viewing Appearances, which amazes me."
The old driver slowly raised his head, with the same solemn expression, and said slowly:
"When I woke up in the valley of Landscape Valley, I knew where I was, and I also knew that our final destination was the Guanxiang Hall, but I just didn't want to face it..."
"Oh? I don't want to face it. What's the allusion in it?"
Liu Shiba blinked curiously.
The old driver smiled faintly, turned his head and looked at the landscape ditch, and asked the question incorrectly:
"You - you should also know your fate, you will die today, right?"
Liu Shiba's pupils shrank...
Landscape Gou closed his eyes slightly, and after a few breaths, he took a deep breath and said:
"The veteran has been waiting for this for a long time and has been mentally prepared for it."
Only after receiving confirmation from the landscape ditch did the old driver face Liu Shiba's question and responded softly:
"When I was young, I came to Laoyazui, a landscape ditch, with my father, and was invited to create the 108 Buddha statues for the Guanxiang Hall."
Speaking of this, the old driver's eyes showed a rare trace of vicissitudes and sadness. He paused for a few seconds before continuing:
"My dad has always been in good health. He usually helps neighboring towns and villages make human faces and carves some gadgets to earn a living. He lives a prosperous and happy life.
However, after being invited to Laoyazui, my father had been cautious, as if he had a premonition that something unexpected was about to happen, so the 108 Buddha statues in the Aspect Hall were not completed for a long time.
The completion I am not referring to is the workmanship, but after all the work was completed, my father has not yet consecrated these Buddha statues..."
Liu Shiba chewed in his mouth:
"Consecration? What do you mean?"
When Shangguangou heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then said in shock with a look of sudden realization on his face:
"In fact, out of the 108 Bodhisattvas back then, 107 have been completed, and only the last one is still a clay body, but...
When you talk about consecration, do you mean that the faces of these so-called completed Bodhisattvas are still missing one of the most important facial features?"
The old driver smiled slightly and said:
"My father intentionally missed a pair of eyes in his facial features. This is called consecration. After consecration, the Clay Bodhisattva will be spiritual."
Landscape Gou nodded slowly after hearing this and said:
"No wonder...your father is interested!"
The old driver nodded and sighed:
"However, in the end, it is a blessing rather than a curse, and it is a curse that cannot be avoided. In the end, my father could not justify the postponement of the construction period.
Finally, out of desperation, the eyes of all 107 Bodhisattvas were lit overnight.
A total of one hundred and seven pairs of Buddhist glaucoma eyes made of colored glaze are inlaid, and the entire Guanxiang Hall is instantly filled with sacred peace.
However, in the eyes of knowledgeable people, what they see is not peace, but a murderous intention, a murderous intention hidden in the compassion, and an extremely sharp killing situation."
Liu Shiba had been listening silently, and then asked:
"What is the meaning of a sure-kill situation?"
The old driver's face hardened, his voice gradually rose, and he said cautiously:
"The statue bearers and those who keep the temple must die! My father got violently ill and passed away strangely after his eyes were lit, but before he died, he held my hand tightly and left his last words..."
Liu Shiba and others looked at each other and asked in unison:
"Your father - what were your last words?"
The old driver's complexion gradually turned green, he turned his head and stared at the landscape ditch, and said with a low voice and a sinister smile:
"Don't go back to Lao Yazui in this life, otherwise you will die! If you encounter a certain death situation, my father will leave one hundred and eight bronze statues to help you survive in death and fight to the death..."
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Liu Shiba is currently studying at Lu Xun Institute of Literature in Beijing to deepen his knowledge of self-cultivation. If you have any friends in Beijing, please contact me...
