Chapter 060: People in the whole city believe in Buddhism
After the big guys from Kyoto City left.
Li Xiang silently packed up and bowed.
The news that he was leaving Yangcheng to join the Zhenbei Army spread quickly.
Soon, Xu Wencheng, Luo Heng, Ma Zhiyuan and others came to the door with gloomy expressions.
"Lord City Lord." Xu Wencheng saluted Su Bing.
Su Bing snorted, "You will be responsible for the rest of the work." After saying that, he gave Li Xiang a meaningful look and turned to leave.
Xu Wencheng looked at Li Xiang and sighed, "I didn't expect that you would be leaving after joining our Beicheng Defense Force for just a few days."
Luo Heng's nose twitched, and he asked unwillingly, "Captain Li, do you really want to leave?"
Li Xiang put his handbag on the sofa and nodded, "I can't refuse the order from the Commander-in-Chief of the Zhenbei Army."
Upon hearing this, Xu Wencheng and others were all stunned.
"What the hell, isn't it? The commander-in-chief of the Zhenbei Army is one of the eight great war gods who suppress the country!" Luo Heng's eyes widened.
Ma Zhiyuan shook his head, "No wonder, no wonder, I was still curious about where that strong will came from, but I didn't expect that it turned out to be that adult."
Xu Wencheng suddenly clenched his fists and was so excited that he could not speak.
The commander-in-chief of the Zhenbei Army is a powerful being who has returned to his ancestor Zhenwu. He has been in charge of the northern border for decades and has always been his idol.
Xu Wencheng's voice was trembling, and he asked nervously and expectantly: "Well, Xiao Li, you went to the Zhenbei Army. If you see that person, can you help me get an autograph?"
Li Xiang nodded, "No problem."
Xu Wencheng was overjoyed and almost jumped up with excitement.
Commander Xu, who had always been steady and steady, was acting like a child at this moment.
He stepped forward, picked up Li Xiang's handbag, and said impatiently, "Let's go, I'll see you off."
"Commander Xu, I still have some things to deal with." Li Xiang felt helpless.
Xu Wencheng smiled coquettishly and scratched his head, "Okay, you go ahead and do your work first."
Li Xiang returned home and said goodbye to his mother.
This time I am going to Kyoto City. The mountains are high and the roads are far away. I don’t know when I will be able to come back.
He thought his mother would be very sad and had already thought of words to comfort her.
Unexpectedly, her mother Xu Xiulian let out a long breath.
She forced a smile and said, "Follow me."
As he said that, he found a peaked cap and put it on his son's head.
The mother and son went downstairs and came to a restaurant in front of the community.
"Brother Zhao, let's have some dumplings, a big bowl." Xu Xiulian said.
"Okay."
After a while, a large bowl of dumplings was served.
Xu Xiulian took a pair of chopsticks and handed them to her son, "Old people often say that when you go out, you make dumplings and come home with noodles. You are going on a long trip this time, so you must eat enough."
Li Xiang hummed, picked up his chopsticks and started eating.
"In the past, I loved eating the dumplings from your Uncle Zhao's shop the most,"
Xu Xiulian looked at her son who was chewing slowly with complicated eyes, "Every time I bring you here to eat, you take one bite at a time. How could you be so polite and polite like now?"
Li Xiang was stunned.
Xu Xiulian sighed again, "My colleagues all say that the more times you return to your ancestors, the more you look like a god."
"The gods are all aloof and have no human touch."
She suddenly turned her head away, wiped her eyes, her voice choked up, "I saw you on TV, that Buddha..."
When she saw the golden Buddha, she saw her son leading a terrifying evil spirit into the city, and she saw her son being worshiped by thousands of people.
She felt a strange feeling.
There is even awe.
It is inappropriate and abnormal for a mother to feel in awe of her son.
But Xu Xiulian didn't know how to face this emotion.
She shook her head slightly, as if to shake these chaotic thoughts out of her mind, and said, "Look over there."
Li Xiang turned his head and followed his mother's gaze.
I saw a Buddha statue on the wall behind the counter, a stick of incense in the incense burner, and only a few green smoke.
The appearance of the Buddha statue is actually the same as mine.
Noticing this, the owner of the small restaurant came over, wiped his hands on his dirty apron, then clasped his hands together and bowed to Li Xiang: "Master, do my dumplings taste good?"
Li Xiang scratched his head and said, "Uncle Zhao, don't call me master, it sounds awkward."
"It's indeed a bit awkward." Boss Zhao pulled out a bench and sat down, took out a cigarette case and pulled out a cigarette. He handed it halfway, took it back, and nodded sarcastically, "In our textile factory community, every household now has a Buddha statue.
If they knew that the Buddha statue was actually a son of their own factory, I don’t know what they would think.”
Li Xiang didn't know how to answer the call.
Boss Zhao sighed, "Xiao Li, I watched you grow up. You have been sensible since you were a child, and now you are finally making a difference. It's a pity that your father left early, otherwise..."
At this point, his voice choked up, he took a deep breath of cigarette and changed the subject, "Are you leaving Yangcheng?"
Li Xiang nodded.
"Going to Tongzhou Prefecture?"
"Kyoto Castle."
After a moment of silence, Boss Zhao nodded, "That's awesome. Come on, come on. Before I leave, I'll take a photo with your second uncle so that I can show off in front of my relatives and friends in the future."
Leave the restaurant.
Li Xiang followed his mother, Xu Xiulian, around the neighborhood.
Many supermarkets have begun to sell Buddha statues.
Next to the park, a small temple was even built, in which stood a statue of Fudo Myooh.
The temple was crowded with citizens, men, women and children, lining up to offer incense and kneel down.
Li Xiang looked over and saw that the Buddha statue looked similar to his own.
Xu Xiulian said, "We also built a temple in our textile factory, which houses your Buddha statue."
Li Xiang was a little helpless. He walked all the way and found that this was already the second temple.
In the past, no one believed in Buddhism in Yangcheng, so there was no such thing as a temple.
But now, because Li Xiang has transformed into Fudo Ming Wangzun, people all over the city believe in Buddhism.
Li Xiang was filled with emotions.
He stretched out his right hand, and the Buddha's light bloomed in his hand, condensing into a boy the size of a palm.
Xu Xiulian covered her mouth in surprise.
The boy jumped down from Li Xiang's hand, landed on the ground, and grew into the size of a normal child.
Li Xiang handed the demon pestle over and ordered: "Huiguang, after I leave, you will protect my mother."
The boy Huiguang took the pestle and bowed his head and said: "Huiguang will obey the decree of King Ming."
Li Xiang called out the other seven Vajra boys sitting down and said, "You guys will guard Yangcheng for me."
"I will obey the decree of King Ming!"
The seven vajra boys turned into seven streams of light and flew out, then fell and attached themselves to the Buddha statues of the Immovable King in seven temples in Yangcheng.
Li Xiang clasped his hands together and said softly:
"Those who see my body will have bodhicitta,
Those who hear my name will stop evil and practice good deeds,
Those who listen to me will gain great wisdom,
He who knows my mind will become a Buddha."
At the same time, scattered among the seven temples in Yangcheng, the Buddha statues uttered human words, "Whoever sees my body will have bodhicitta..." The Buddha's voice lingered and echoed in the sky above the entire Yangcheng.
Li Xiang turned around and was about to leave when he saw people standing around him.
A soldier from the Beicheng Defense Force shouted at the top of his voice: "Farewell to Captain Li!"
Hundreds of people clasped their hands together and shouted loudly:
"Well done, Captain Li!"
“Have a safe trip Captain!”
"We will miss you!"
…
Amidst the farewell sounds, Li Xiang stepped forward and disappeared from the place. When he reappeared, he was already standing outside the city.
Qingqiu, who was leaning against the wall with his arms folded, spat out the dogtail grass in his mouth, strode over, and said sincerely, "The sound of Buddha is so touching that it is mind-blowing. I am afraid Taoist friend Li has already reached the second and eighth levels."
