Chapter 763: Eyes of the Buddha (1)

Yang Zimei called Murong Yunqing and asked him to help the city search for Master.
After searching for three days, there was no relevant news. Even the new soil dug on the mountain was re-digged by her to see if Master was inside.
During her search, Master did not find it, but broke through several cases of missing persons in City A.
Yang Zimei returned to the Taoist Temple on the mountain.
Seeing the familiar Taoist temple, her eyes filled with tears unconsciously.
On the mountain and Master for ten years, I can vividly remember Master's loving gaze and call.
Pushing open the Daoguan's concealed door, the lack of popularity and clean moldy smells, the walls were covered with spider webs everywhere, and the supplies placed in the Taoist temple became moldy and stinky because nobody cleaned it.
When Master was in the past, he was diligent in cleaning the Taoist Temple every day.
It became like this now, and her heart was sad again.
Entering the house where Master lived was still dusty and there was no trace of anyone coming in.
When she came to Houshan to practice the exercises with Master, the fallen leaves had covered the ground and was deserted.
"Master--"
She choked her voice and shouted loudly.
"Niuniu, I'm here!"
I really hope to hear Master ’s response as before.
It's a pity that there was only the snoring of the birds and the snoring of the leaves by the wind, and no other voices responded to her.

She knew that Master definitely did not want it. He lived in the Taoist temple for decades, and today he has become so embarrassed that he began to draw water to clean the Taoist temple.
I hope that one day, Master will come back here suddenly and live comfortably.
Standing on the table, she took the rag and cleaned the spider web and dust from the Bodhisattva statue, and saw that its hand, which was supposed to hold the jade bottle, became empty. Point cinnabar.
Had she not been hit by the Yujing bottle, even if she was born again, she would not be able to change the tragedy of the previous generation?
But isn't this Yujing bottle an ordinary clay sculpture?
Why did you hit a miracle after hitting yourself?
She couldn't figure it out, so she turned her head to look at the eyes of the Bodhisattva, and wanted to find some answers.
It is a pity that this eye sculpture has to be vivid, it is only clay sculpture, she can't find the answer.
She had to carefully wipe the dust from the mud Buddha.
When she lowered her head and scrubbed, she suddenly felt as if a pair of eyes were looking at her above her head. She hurriedly looked up and didn't notice anything unusual.
He bowed his head, but felt it again.
She pretended not to feel, and continued to wipe.
Scrubbing and rubbing, she suddenly looked up and saw a flash of light in Mud Bo's eyes.
"Buddha--"
She was startled and stood up, looking up at the eyes of the Buddha.
The painted eyes did not have any glory.
strange!
Is it my own illusion?
Yang Zimei couldn't help but reach out and touch his eyes.
Ok?
Seems like a temperature, not like the temperature of the soil.
She closed her eyes, cleared away her thoughts, and felt carefully, while stroking the palm of the mud Buddha's eyes, there really was a certain kind of breath flowing, like life.
Is it Bodhisattva?
Yang Zimei was shocked and happy. She jumped down, knelt down on the futon in front, slammed her three heads, and looked up at the compassionate eyes of Mud Buddha. Tell me, where is Master now? "
Mud Bodhisattva is the same expression that laughs without answering, but knows everything, and there is no light in his eyes.