come to the world

Chapter 465
In the face of difficulties, some people will become crazy, while others will become calm.

Wu Ming is the latter. Even if the situation is extremely bad and it seems that there is no turning point, he is still looking for opportunities.

"Give it up, we."

Before Manjushri finished speaking, a turning point occurred, and a scroll descended from the sky.

This scroll is opened, with mountains, rivers, vegetation, sun, moon and stars, farmers and women weaving, and the changes of all things painted on it.

If you look carefully, you will find that everything in the picture is alive, just like playing a silent movie, as if there is another world hidden in the painting.

"This is."

Seeing this picture scroll, Manjusri Bodhisattva turned pale with shock, and exclaimed: "The picture of mountains, rivers and land?"

If you rank a list of ancient artifacts, the map of Shanhe Sheji will definitely be famous in the gang, and it will not be a problem to suppress the whole world.

The moment he saw the picture of Shanhe Sheji, Wu Ming was overjoyed, knowing that the Wa Palace had made a move, and the Four Great Bodhisattvas also had this premonition in their hearts.

Fearing the saint, the three bodhisattvas backed away in an instant, giving up maintaining the Western Paradise of Ultimate Bliss.

After all, as Wu Ming said, they summoned the Western Paradise of Ultimate Bliss, and they would not become saints.

In the face of saints, only saints can match. Except for Guanyin who was unwilling and hesitated for a while, the three great Bodhisattvas Wenzhu, Puxian and Dizang retreated very simply.

Guanyin Bodhisattva hesitated for a moment, and the moment she retreated, because she was very close to Wu Ming, she thought about whether to capture Wu Ming before leaving.

It's such a simple idea, the delay is less than a tenth of a second, and everything is already too late.

The map of mountains, rivers and communities that descended from the sky opened up and became bigger and bigger. A world bigger than the bliss of the Western Paradise collided head-on.

There was no resistance, Wu Ming did not resist because Nuwa Palace had no ill intentions towards him, otherwise, he would not have rescued him.But Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva is unable to resist. Faced with the innate treasure of this saint, that is, the arrival of her body, she has no power to resist, let alone an incarnation.

Of course, Saint Nuwa and Saint Zhunti are known as the weakest existence among saints.But a saint is a saint, and a congenital treasure is a congenital treasure, no matter what it is, it is a decisive crush, and there are very few people who can contend.

"Whoosh!"

As the picture scroll swept across, Wu Ming and Master Guanyin seemed to have been thrown into reincarnation, and their consciousness became blurred.

After swallowing two people, the map of mountains, rivers, and land disappeared, and the remaining three bodhisattvas looked at each other face to face, feeling at a loss.

"Young Master, wait for this old slave, run slowly!"

Under Yongping County, there is a Huaishu village, and there is a local bully master Wu in the village.

This Mr. Wu's family has hundreds of acres of fertile land. There is a restaurant and two casinos in the town. On weekdays, he manages the family by lending money. He is a well-known murderer in ten miles and eight villages.

I don't know if it's a cycle of cause and effect. He has done too many bad things. If Mr. Wu has money, he has money, but he has never shown his heirs.

Married to the wife of the third room, tossing around for several years without touching anything, and only having a son in middle age.

"Run, the little overlord of the Wu family is here, we don't want to play with him."

"The last time I played with him, he pushed me and broke my hand."

A six or seven-year-old child ran ahead, followed by an old woman in her fifties, and entered the village like a herd of sheep.

The urchins who were playing at the entrance of the village were frightened and fled, leaving only a little girl in a blink of an eye.

The little girl was at a loss and wanted to escape, but she couldn't bear the ant nest under the tree, and she didn't know why everyone wanted to run away.

"Why don't you run, aren't you afraid of me?"

"I, I'm not afraid."

The little girl is also six or seven years old, with big eyes that are very agile, wearing old patched clothes, a pair of white and tender feet without shoes.

The little boy tilted his head, feeling that he was being provoked, so he stepped on the ant nest and said with a smile, "The ant is trampled to death!"

"you"

The little girl was at a loss, looked at the trampled ant with tears in her eyes, and said aggrievedly: "You ruined the ant's home, you are a bad person!"

"I'm the bad guy, and the worst one." The little boy smiled very happily, especially the little girl Lihua crying with rain, which gave him a sense of satisfaction of bullying others, and said with a smile: "What's your name?" Name, why haven't I seen you before?"

"My name is Yinniang." Yinniang twisted vigorously, broke free from the little boy's arm, and pushed aside the flattened ant nest, and whispered: "You are a bad person, I won't play with you, I am Nice guy."

"The bad guys just bully the good guys, so I'm going to play with you." The little boy also squatted down, looked at the ants who were circling anxiously, and said after a while: "My name is Wu Xiaoming, Yinniang, what's your name?" sounds so good."

Yinniang raised her head, with tear-stained eyes, she retorted: "Your name doesn't sound good, you have no name, you just don't have a name."

"No, the scholar who gave me the name said that a good fighter has no great achievements, and a good doctor has no brilliant name. This name is excellent. Besides, my name is Wu Xiaoming now, and when I grow up, I will be called Wu Daming , I have two names." The little boy said later, his face showed pride again, and asked: "Do you know what a scholar is? You don't know what a scholar is. A scholar is a capable person. Our village is a None."

"Master, it's time for us to go home for dinner." The old lady stood by and couldn't help urging.

The little boy was playing ants with Yinniang, and he was in high spirits. After hearing the sound, he said without raising his head: "I want to eat here. You bring my lunch, and remember to bring a copy for Yinniang."

The old lady knows that her young master has been naughty since he was a child, and he has a personality that is unambiguous.

Turning around every step and three times, the old lady left reluctantly, and after half an hour, she brought a food box.

Although the Wu family has a bad reputation, in Huaishu Village and even the town, they are all famous people, and their life is naturally not comparable to that of a small farm family.

As soon as the five-layer food box was opened, braised pork, steamed carp, braised chicken in oil, rapeseed shrimp, braised lion head, everything was placed on the plate without even spilling the soup.

Holding the chopsticks in one hand and the steamed buns in the other, the little boy poked Yinniang with the chopsticks and urged, "Hurry up and get the chopsticks, or it will be cold if you don't eat them."

"I, I'm not hungry"

Yinniang turned her head away, bit her lower lip tightly, and couldn't help but look back.

It's so delicious, it smells so good, I really want to take a bite.

When was the last time I ate meat? It seemed that brother Erbao next door burned a sparrow and tore a piece of meat for her to taste.

My family is really poor, with four older brothers and two younger sisters.

I can’t get enough to eat at home on weekdays, and in order to save food for adults, I can only eat two meals a day if I don’t work in the field.

After breakfast in the morning, the adults go to work in the fields, and the next meal will not be eaten until the adults come back at night.

Six or seven-year-old children are growing up, and they are relatively greedy. Smelling the smell of meat around her, Yinniang feels very hungry.

"I'm going home" The best way not to be tempted is to stay away from temptation, Yinniang ran away with her head down.

The little boy just laughed, and when he almost lost sight of Yinniang, he said, "Let's play together in the afternoon!"

Yinniang's footsteps paused slightly, she didn't agree or refuse, instead she ran faster and got into a family's house.

This family is very poor, and very poor.

Families living in the countryside are also divided into three, six, or nine classes, not to mention the upper-class gentry, and the middle-class owner farmers have their own land, and after paying the tax, they can still have food for the whole family. This kind of family is also considered decent in the countryside. I usually raise two pigs and a few old hens that lay eggs, and occasionally I can see some meat.

Yinniang's house is not very decent, the yard is surrounded by a fence, and it looks empty without a single chicken.

No chickens, no eggs, no pigs, no bonus.

Wu Xiaoming looked up into the yard, and found that there was still a stove for decocting medicine at the door, and he didn't know who was sick.

"Don't eat, I'm going to find Yinniang." After eating the steamed buns in twos and twos, Wu Xiaoming threw away the chopsticks and ran to Yinniang's house.

Before reaching the door, a sound of beating and cursing came from the courtyard, mixed with bursts of sobbing.

Wu Xiaoming went over to take a look, and saw a white-haired little old lady twisting Yinniang's arm with her hands, cursing: "Little bitch, did you steal the egg and cook it for you, a prodigal mother?" have eaten?"

"Grandma, I didn't steal the eggs. I picked up the eggs that Mother ate from the river, and I didn't steal them." Although Yinniang was sobbing, she answered the accusation of stealing eggs with certainty.

The old lady didn't believe it at all, with a fierce light in her eyes, she pinched Yinniang several times, and scolded: "Why can't I pick it up, neither can your aunt and second aunt, I think you know clearly It's just quibbling, you damned little bitch, from stealing eggs, you can't steal when you grow up!"

Shouts came from far away, and after listening outside for a while, Wu Xiaoming knew what was going on, and also felt a deep disdain.

Yinniang didn't even eat the meat he gave her, and she wouldn't believe it if she said she would steal eggs, and the reason was too far-fetched.

If you don't know anything, you will come to the door. If you don't tell the evidence, you will just yell. What kind of grandma is this? The average debt collector is not so ruthless.

"Ahem, mother, you only lost one egg, and Yinniang picked up three more eggs, you can take them all, please stop making trouble."

The window was opened, and a pale woman poked her head out, and beside her were two little girls who were younger than Yinniang, who climbed through the window to look out.

"One or three, these eggs, who knows where she stole them from." The old lady was very powerful in fighting, rummaged for a while, took three eggs and left cursing.

Yinniang stood in the courtyard just crying, as if there were endless tears in her eyes.

Wu Xiaoming walked in on tiptoe, pushed Tuyinniang's arm with his hand, and said in a low voice, "If you are a good person, you will be bullied. Be a bad person with me. No one will bully a bad person."

"No, I'm Yinniang, Yinniang is a good person"

(End of this chapter)