Chapter 2: [002] Head Smashed by Mud Bodhisattva (1)

In order to thank the Bodhisattva for blessing her illness, her grandmother took her to the mountain to worship God.
In the last life, she did not go.
Now, she wanted to be different than before, so she went back to the mountain with her grandma.
The Taoist temple on the mountain is still the same as what Yang Zimei saw when he was three years old, and it is a bit worn. The surrounding walls even left the big scarlet letters that used to crack down on feudal superstitions, and wrote the long slogan of XXX leaders.
However, the environment here is really good!
The towering ancient pines and cypresses are planted all around. I don't know how many years have passed. The trees are lush, and there are many small birds on the tree. The fresh air makes the pores open and the mood unconsciously cheers.
After entering the Taoist temple, Grandma's expression immediately became solemn and devout.
Yang Zimei looked around curiously, and found that although this view was a bit shabby, the murals in it were exquisitely painted and brightly colored. If it was not destroyed by those pesky slogans, it should be regarded as cultural heritage art.
She remembered that this view was also burnt down when she was six years old. The fire that day lit up most of the sky, scaring the villagers and worrying about the danger. And she also heard that The only Taoist leader of this Taoist temple was also burnt to death.
Thinking of this, her eyes fell on the old Taoist who was helping the grandma to put the offering on the offering table.
This old priest wore an old robe that did not know how many patches he had patched. He was holding the Taoist priests. He had to be completely white and had no mottled colors. His face did not have many wrinkles like grandma's, but a moist red light. The pupils weren't turbid, and she was so energetic that she couldn't guess what his age would be, but just thought he fit the image of an old Taoist priest.
Would such a fairy-tale man be burned to death?
Thinking of this, her heart was full of sadness again.
In the past, when I was a deceptive goddess stick, I always met some people who like to ask what is the future of destiny.
Now, she found that it would be really painful if people had real foresight and could not change the direction of that destiny.
"Niuniu, come over to the bodhisattva and thank her for blessing you from disaster." Grandma saw her daze again and beckoned.
She walked over.
The old priest glanced back at her, and a slight astonishment appeared on her soft and calm face, and she looked at her more carefully.
Being looked at by him like this, Yang Zimei felt a bit pierced through his soul, and lowered his eyes slightly, avoiding the eyes of the old Taoist priest.

Grandma asked her to kneel in front of the Buddha and scratch her head.
Yang Zimei knelt down on the futon. Although she swaggered and deceived all her life, she did not believe in gods and ghosts, but at this time, her heart was devout.
She really wanted to pray to the Bodhisattva to bless her family with peace, bless her no longer an orphan, rely on nothing, and bless her life can be rewritten, no longer a miserable fate.
As she prayed, she nodded heavily.
After she slammed her three heads and looked up at Mud Bodhisattva, the jade jar in Mud Bodhid's hand suddenly fell down and hit her forehead ...
Ouch!
The huge pain caused her mind to faint and fall to the ground.

I woke up with my eyes open and saw myself lying on a strange bed with simple mattresses and a broken portrait dressed on the wall hanging on the wall. There was also a large old bookshelf next to it, and many old bound books on the bookshelf ~ www. EbookFREE.me ~ Note: The heroine here is just an ordinary person, and the ordinary person who was very miserable in the last life is not an agent killer who has been specially trained to be cold-blooded and alert. This heroine has ordinary personality defects. I do n’t know how to read it. 】

[Off-topic: why there is Guanyin in Taoist Temple]
The Goddess of Mercy Guanyin who saved suffering and great compassion was enshrined in many Taoist temples. Guanyin was renamed "Cihangist" or "Cihang real person" to accept the incense of Taoist believers. Taoism even compiled a set of sayings: said that the Guanyin Bodhisattva was originally one of the Twelve Immortals of the Tao of the primitive Tianzun. Later, the Western Buddha recognized her and Manjushri Kuangfa and Venerable Buddhism, and brought the three of them to the Western world. It's a bit far-fetched, but this is a bit similar to Taoism's claim that Laozi went to Tianzhu to continue preaching after riding a green bull, and the imagination of the Taoists should probably be strengthened. Guanyin Bodhisattva is the embodiment of Cihang, Cihang is Guanyin, Taoism respects Cihang, and Buddhism respects Guanyin. So Guanyin is a Buddha in Buddhism, but also a Taoist deity. Avalokitesvara is Buddhist. There is also Taoism called Cihang real person. The true humanity of Cihang (Guanyin) Guanyin is highly respected in the hearts of people all over the world. People who believe in or do not believe in religion, regardless of denomination, believe in Guanyin. Guanyin has surpassed religion. Guanyin Hall has been in the history of Xianhe Guan Dedicated to the Guanyin priest who rescued suffering and suffering, Taoism calls Cihang a real person.