Chapter 3: [002] Head Smashed by Mud Bodhisattva (2)

"Zhou Yi", "Xiang Shu", "Six Ren Lessons", "Five Elements Photo Book", "Push Back Picture", "Yuan Tianmao Bone Song", "Faxiangshu", "Ma Yi", "Bing Jian", "Liu Zhuang Xiang", "On "Essential bones theory", "Taiqing Shen Jian", "Tai Yi Zhao Ning", "Middle of the Moon Wave Cave", "Yu Guan Zhao Shen Bureau" ...
For these titles, Yang Zimei, who had been mixed with a magic stick in the last generation, is no stranger, knowing that they are all about the art of books, but these books are so profound to her that she never thought to read them.
Squeak!
The door opened, and the old priest and the anxious grandma came in.
As soon as Grandma saw her eyes opened, she hurried over and took her hand. "Niuniu, does your head hurt?"
Yang Zimei reached out and touched his forehead.
There was a white cloth wrapped on his forehead, and he felt a pain. He remembered that he was hit by the jade bottle on the mud Buddha before he passed out.
I am really unlucky. Worshipping the Bodhisattva for a long time will cause a failure. Even if I am born again, my life is still full of cups!
"Grandma, it doesn't hurt anymore, don't worry."
She smiled slightly at her grandma and casually shouted, "Maybe the Bodhisattva blame me for being not religious enough, so I hit my mind."
She said this, grandma was horrified, and hurriedly folded her palms, closed her eyes and prayed, "Good luck, bodhisattva, please forgive Niuniu for being childless, she is careless. If you want to blame, blame it on me. , I'm willing to do everything for her. "
Hearing grandma's prayer, Yang Zimei's heart surged into another warm current.
This is her grandma, the grandma she loves, how can she tolerate her leaving her a year later?
Do not!
Absolutely not!
She stared at the old Taoist aside.
The glamorous eyes of the old priest looked at her thoughtfully and couldn't hide the surprise. This was obviously a five-year-old girl, but her eyes were vicissitudes of maturity and sorrow. Just now he asked her birthday character and thought Inferring her numerology, she found that everything was messy and she couldn't figure out anything at all, as if her future and destiny were like the chaos waiting to be developed. grid.
Also, the Bodhisattva clay body that he checked just yesterday did not have any damage at all, how could it be hit on her head? Moreover, the jade jar disappeared miraculously, the mud Buddha was gone, and there was no debris on the ground, as if it disappeared out of thin air.
He has lived 113 years and has never seen such an unbelievable phenomenon.
What is going on with this girl?

"This old lady, I want to discuss something with you."
Grandma is a devout believer. Therefore, the old Taoist priest has the same status as the old deity. When she heard something, she hurriedly answered, "Old deity, please say something."
"Your granddaughter is very talented. She likes it very much. She wants to accept her as an apprentice and inherit my Taoist tradition. I don't know if the old lady agrees?" The old Taoist looked at Grandma earnestly.
The old priest wants to accept himself as an apprentice?
Yang Zimei was very surprised, blurted out, "I don't want to be aunt!"
"There is no limit to that deity, but there is a way in your heart, you don't need to care about your identity. Youdao is always looking for a suitable inheritor. I hope you can accept it." The old Taoist looked at Yang Zimei and said.