There is no future in making lamps

One day in the sky and one year in the earth, even in the world, 500 years is not a small number for heaven. During these 500 years, Yang Jian's Guanjiangkou ushered in an unexpected visitor. This person was named Jin Chanzi, the Tathagata Buddha My disciple came to heaven to ask for help, because he will be reincarnated and turned into an ordinary monk, with the task of going through ninety-nine and eighty-one hardships to pass on the scriptures of the Tathagata Buddha.

The Jade Emperor of the Heavenly Court was afraid of trouble, so when he saw him, he directly ordered his nephew who he disliked the most to receive him. Yang Jian walked him in the Heavenly Court silently, and the Baolian Lantern sat on his shoulder and watched Jin Chanzi all the time. .Jin Chanzi deserves to be called Jin Chanzi, he is as talkative as the cicadas in the summer, he likes to talk, he talks for a day without taking a breath, so on the way, he only sees Jin Chan Zizi's mouth kept moving, and Yang Jian looked forward without any expression fluctuations on his face.

"Why don't you speak?" Jin Chanzi frowned at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian finally turned his head to look at Jin Chanzi, and opened his mouth to say the first sentence of the day, "I was wondering why the Tathagata accepted you as a disciple, it was so annoying, could it be that he couldn't bear it because of the annoying sent you out."

The corners of Jin Chanzi's mouth twitched. As a disciple of Tathagata, it was the first time in his life that he said the words "he's annoying" so bluntly. On the face of disgust, and, he is really capable, not because he is too annoying and can't stand it!

Therefore, after refuting [-] words, Jin Chanzi proposed a competition with Yang Jian. Yang Jian agreed. The spirit of Qi has already begun to have a specific shape, and it will not take long to conceive the spirit of Qi. Baolian Lantern smiled and looked at the blue arc drawn by Yang Jian waving the three-pointed two-edged knife, and did not think Yang Jian would lose at all.

The golden Buddha lotus rose from the ground, and Jin Chanzi sat on it, chanting loudly, and recited the Buddha's name, countless phantoms gathered beside Yang Jian, Yang Jian frowned, and pointed the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand. Going back around, with just one move, most of the phantoms fell to the ground and melted into the soil, but it was not the end, more phantoms condensed again.

In the end, it was Yang Jianqi who won the move. What's more, Xiao Tiangou, who was inseparable from Yang Jian, did not appear on the stage. This is also a powerful combat force. A lot of nonsense, Jin Chanzi started to respect Yang Jian because of this battle, and Yang Jian didn't mean to embarrass him.Walked through many places, visited those gods one by one, and told his request, Yang Jian never interrupted, just watched Jin Chanzi tell it over and over again.

"This is the test given by the Buddha to the little monk!" Jin Chanzi said this, and went to find the next god with vigor. Yang Jian yawned and looked at the sky. Although there is no difference between day and night in the heaven, it is inexplicable. Yes, Yang Jian felt that it was time for him to go home and sleep.

"Hahaha, it's half done. The little monk is indeed the most talented disciple of the Buddha." Jin Chanzi is not so much a monk as a young man with a true innocent heart. He, he also worked hard to repay the attention of the Buddha.

"Really?" Yang Jian yawned again, "Let's continue tomorrow, I'm going back, Xiaotiangou is still at home."

"Huh?" Jin Chanzi was stunned for a moment, "Don't, little monk was in high spirits just now, don't be so cruel to make little monk stop, little monk is very strong, and when little monk comes back from training, he will bring you a gift."

Yang Jian glanced back at him, "What's the use, no matter how forced you are to reincarnate as a mortal, don't worry, do you think you will still have memories after reincarnation?"

"Uh..." Jin Chanzi clasped his hands together and hurried to Amitabha, "Monks don't tell lies. Although I don't have any memory, I must remember to bring you a gift."

Yang Jian smiled, but still did not stop, just asked, "Little master, do you think that if a person reincarnated, are he and the previous life one person or two people? Do you have that memory? solved?"

Jin Chanzi froze for a moment, then watched Yang Jian leave his sight, Amitabha again, Jin Chanzi smiled, "Ah, this benefactor Yang seems to have roots of wisdom, what a pity, he is not from my Buddhist path, this one The question mainly depends on the original intention, of course, as long as you don’t reincarnate, there will be no problem, think about it, this benefactor already has the answer in his heart.”

The Lotus Lantern floated in front of Jin Chanzi, listening to his words, the figure gradually disappeared, and the Lotus Lantern let out a sigh of relief. In fact, Yang Jian was right. There are many things like whether he has a memory or not. Yang Jian is missing such a memory. He should be the most familiar person, but now it is the first time he met. Both Baolian Lantern and Yang Jian are helpless and can only find ways to trace their past.

Not only thinking about the relationship between himself and Yang Jian, Baolian Lantern looked at a small corner with his cheeks on his hands. Is it a precious friend, or a brother who can survive?Or is it also a teacher and a friend?Or...the Lotus Lantern put down her hand, with a smile in her eyes, or, is it a lover?

In this world, there are all kinds of changes and complete postures. No one can completely tell what another person looks like.

Seemingly aware of the gaze of the Lotus Lantern, Yang Jian turned his head, his handsome face was half hidden and half revealed, and the eyelashes were extraordinarily long because of the side face, the Lotus Lantern beckoned to him, and Yang Jian shook his head helplessly , but walked over without refusing, at this moment, Baolian Lantern blinked, and something flashed before his eyes.

The silver-white thread was wrapped around their wrists, emitting a bright light. The lotus lamp frowned, a little strange about the color of the thread. This was the only thread that appeared on her body, and the lotus lamp couldn't help but worry.

Yuelao said to Yang Jian, and because I heard it from the side, Yuelao said that the red line represents marriage, the yellow line represents family members, the black line represents hatred, the gray line represents dying people, and the purple line represents the lone star of evil spirits. Green is for friends, and blue is for nobles... He also said that there are all kinds of strange lines in this world that he can't understand.

Baolian Lantern draws the silver thread in my mind. I always feel that this thread, no matter how you look at it, is like the thread used by a marionette. It is thin and long, hidden in the air, and manipulates the puppet to move out. The action he wants.

Hopefully, this is just speculation.

The author has something to say: Well, the lights are short... and he is paralyzed on the bed straight.