Journey to the West: Characters from the Heavens

"How did the donor know that your brother's child is missing?" Although Faming was shocked by Chen Qiaofeng's appearance, he quickly recovered from calmness and asked, "How did you know that there is a monk named Jiang Liu in our Jinshan Temple?"

"Abbot Faming should have seen that I am a martial artist!" Chen Qiaofeng said lightly, "Although we warriors are not as good as immortals who can calculate, they also have a whim of induction!"

"That day, I dreamed that my brother cried to me and told me that his child was lost, saying that he had been adopted by the temple, but he didn't know which temple he was in, so I looked for it near Chang'an City..."

"Yesterday, I heard that there was a young monk named Jiang Liu in Jinshan Temple. He was born with a weak body and was adopted by the abbot. So, I came here to take a look!"

"It must be the group of talkative young monks talking everywhere!" Faming's thoughts moved slightly and cursed in his heart.

"So, donor, come with me!" Faming sighed lightly and led the way forward. "Jiang Liu has suffered some injuries recently and is recovering from the Zen room. I will take you to see him..."

"Is Jiang Liu injured?" Chen Qiaofeng asked in surprise, "What's going on? How did he get hurt?"

"It's nothing, it's just a little injury!" A hint of embarrassment flashed across Faming's face. After all, his disciple was kicked by the rabbit. He had no face when he said it, so he simply stopped talking.

Soon, Faming took Chen Qiaofeng to the Zen room where Chen Yi was. Chen Yi was still pretending to be injured on the bed, and the monk who helped Chen Yi wash away also left early, for fear that Faming would see him settle the score.

At this point, Chen Yi and Chen Qiaofeng finally met on a formal occasion, and someone witnessed it, and the two actors also started a wonderful rivalry!

"You... are you my uncle?" Chen Yi's eyes were red, his lips trembled slightly, revealing his inner uneasiness.

"From your appearance, I know that I am your uncle!" Chen Qiaofeng showed the image of a majestic man and said heroically.

However, when you listen carefully, you can hear a little trembling from Chen Qiaofeng's voice. The frequency of trembling is very low, but it can convey that even such a hard man has a moment of tenderness!

Especially with Chen Qiaofeng's haggard face, he looked at it because he had not had a rest for too long!

"Uncle, I, Jiang Liu, have relatives too..." Chen Yi's tears finally flowed out, dripping on the edge of the bed, and said with great emotion.

"No, your name is not Jiang Liu, your name is Chen Yi!" Chen Qiaofeng said with emotion, "You are a descendant of my Chen family, you are my brother's child, your name is Chen Yi!"

"Oh!" Faming, who was standing beside him sighed lightly. The scene of the reunion of uncle and nephew made him not know what to say, but this is human nature. How can Faming stop it?

"Forget it, your uncle and nephew should have a lot to say, so the old monk will not disturb you. Master Chen, if you have anything to do, hello, there will be a monk to help you do it!" Faming left a sentence and hurriedly left, as if there was something urgent.

After Faming left, Chen Qiaofeng hurriedly closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief. Chen Yi on the other side also wiped the cat urine from the corners of his eyes and said with a smile: "It seems that the best actor this time is me!"

"Why are you? You're just a crying scene, what's the problem?" Chen Qiaofeng retorted dissatisfiedly, "My performance is easy to understand and shows several levels. He has a strong man's tender side in his body. The best actor must be mine!"

...

On the other hand, after Faming hurriedly left, he did not go to the Main Hall of Jinshan Temple, but returned to his own meditation room.

The Zen room where Faming lives is very simple, with only one bed, a futon, and an altar.

On the altar was a small golden Buddha statue, with incense in front of it, burning extremely slowly. You could clearly see the curling blue smoke rising, but you could not see the fragrance being half an inch short!

"Amitabha! Disciple Faming, I have seen my Buddha Tathagata!" Monk Faming knelt on the cushion with a solemn expression and prayed sincerely, "I have something to do and I am confused in my heart. I hope my Buddha Tathagata can guide my confusion..."

However, as the sound of Dharma Ming fell, the little golden Buddha did not move at all, and the curling blue smoke did not change at all, just as the Buddha did not hear Dharma Ming's words.

"Amitabha, my disciple Faming, there is something related to Jiangliu, so I am not very confused. I hope my Buddha Tathagata will give me some advice..." Faming sighed lightly and bowed again.

This time, the curling blue smoke suddenly became richer, as if the incense was burning even more vigorously. When you look closely, the incense was indeed one inch less!

Looking at the little golden Buddha again, its face suddenly became blurred, making people unable to see its appearance clearly. With the rich blue smoke, it looks mysterious and majestic!

"What's the matter?" A voice of Huang Zhong Dalu rang.

"Today, a person came to find Jiang Liu and claimed to be Jiang Liu's uncle. He looked exactly like Jiang Liu. He also told Jiang Liu that his life was Chen Yi. His disciples were worried..." Faming said in a low voice.

"I already know this!" Huang Zhongda Lu's voice sounded again, "Jiang Liu is indeed his real name Chen Yi, and Chen Qiaofeng is indeed Jiang Liu's uncle, so you don't have to disturb yourself too much!"

"You just need to let Jiang Liu stop his thoughts of returning to secular life and let him stay in Jinshan Temple honestly. You don't have to take the rest of the matter to heart!"

"Disciple understand!" Faming bowed again.

As Faming stood up, the rich blue smoke faded away, and only a trace of squid rose left. The little golden Buddha returned to his usual appearance, and there was no trace of magic again.

But Faming could clearly see that the fragrance was one inch shorter.

"Oh!" Faming sighed lightly, stood up and said, "I don't know, what is Chen Qiaofeng's purpose for this time? If he wants to take Jiang Liu away, how should I stop him?"

...

In the holy land of Lingshan in the Western Paradise, there is a mountain with a high-rise buildings and several floors of master pavilions on the mountain. It can be said that it is a hundred feet above the sky, towering the man in the sky. Looking down at the sunset, pulling hands to pick the flying stars. The open-minded window pavilion is in the universe, and the rugged buildings are connected to the screen. The yellow crane letter comes to autumn trees, and the colorful phoenixes write to the evening breeze. This is the treasure palace of the Ling Palace, the pearl courtyard of the Lin Pavilion. The Zhentang talks about the universe, and the universe passes through the scriptures. The flowers come to spring, and the pine trees pass by the rain. The purple zhi immortal fruit is beautiful every year, and the elixir is fragrant and the elixir is flying inspiration.

There is a temple on Lingshan Mountain called Daleiyin. In the temple, the Tathagata sat on the golden lotus with his eyes closed, as if he was thinking, and as if he was inquiring about something.

After a long time, Tathagata slowly opened his eyes and said, "There are other relatives in this life. It turns out that they have been practicing martial arts earlier. No wonder they didn't notice it before. The journey to the west is about to begin. Everything has to be arranged early..."

"This matter will be handled by Guanyin Bodhisattva in the South China Sea. Only she is capable of doing this matter. I hope that the journey to the west can be perfect and promote the merits of my Mahayana Buddhism..."