Tian Yuan

Chen Qingyuan, who had just finished dealing with the Dragon Clan and returned to Qingzong, had something to do before he had a chance to retreat to enlightenment.

"Buddha?"

Chen Qingyuan raised his head suddenly, his eyes focused on one point.

Brother is here, how can I not see you.

The scene changed to a secluded bamboo forest.

The breeze is pleasant, and the bamboo leaves are rustling.

Buddha is wearing a simple cassock, without jade or gold thread for carving, it is very ordinary.He has nine ring scars on his head and holds a string of Buddhist beads blessed by eminent monks of all ages in his hand, looking solemn and solemn.

"call out"

The force of the breeze rose slightly, and a figure appeared in front of Buddha.

The visitor was none other than Chen Qingyuan, who came in a hurry. He was dressed in Tsing Yi and looked handsome.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Chen Qingyuan raised the corners of his mouth and said hello.

"Benefactor Chen, the poor monk is being polite."

Buddha put his hands together and bowed slightly.

"Don't do this, can we not be polite to each other?"

As he spoke, Chen Qingyuan waved his palm, and tables and chairs appeared next to him.

The two sat down and started chatting over tea.

The tea is precious and is brewed from the tea leaves of the Buddhist Enlightenment Tree.

"Thank you very much to the benefactor for your care over the years. This poor monk has nothing to repay. If there is any need in the future, as long as it does not violate the conscience of heaven and earth and does not betray the laws of Buddhism, I will do my best to help."

Buddha thanked him sincerely.

"You really owe me a lot of favors. We have to settle the accounts slowly." Chen Qingyuan said: "The spiritual stone resources and life-saving grace seem to be a lot!"

If you think about it carefully, Chen Qingyuan saved the lives of Fozi's family of three.

Not counting the resources brought in, these few lives alone are enough for the Buddha to repay for a lifetime.

The Buddha stood up, bowed deeply and remained silent.

"Sit down!" Chen Qingyuan didn't like Fo Zi's polite look: "There is no need for this between us. If you really want to thank me, just give me 800 million of the best spiritual stones."

"..."

The Buddhist sect has 800 million top-quality spiritual stones, but the Buddhist disciples do not.

After emptying out the fortune of the Buddha, it is estimated that there are tens of thousands of spiritual stones.He is not interested in resources and things, as long as they are enough, he will just take what comes when he has none.

"These are all the spiritual stones of the poor monk, all given to the donor. I will work hard to obtain them in the future to express my gratitude."

Buddha was serious and took out tens of thousands of top-grade spiritual stones and hundreds of thousands of medium-grade spiritual stones.

"Take it! I don't care about such resources."

Just kidding, you're serious.

Buddha has not taken it back yet.

"If you don't put it away, I'll leave. Don't say anything if you have anything to do."

Chen Qingyuan pretended to be unhappy.

"Okay!" Fozi took back the spiritual stone.

Forget it, let’s look to Buddhism for resources in the future!Buddha, I am really so poor that I cannot bear it.

"You came all the way to Beihuang, you can't just come to see me!"

Chen Qingyuan saw through Fozi's intention at a glance.

"Please benefactor Chen, do me a favor."

Buddha pleaded.

"Just to see each other?"

Chen Qingyuan saw through Buddha's request at a glance and asked.

"Yes." Fozi nodded slightly.

"I'll arrange it for you."

This favor is easy to do, not difficult at all.

"Thank you." Buddha thanked him again.

The two drank tea, the breeze was blowing on their faces, and their thoughts were wandering.

After a while, the two embarked on their journey to Daoyi Academy.

"It's almost here, you dress up a little bit, at least don't let Miss Yan see it."

Chen Qingyuan made a reminder.

"Okay." Fozi changed his clothes and his appearance changed drastically. He became an ordinary middle-aged man, the kind that would be hard to find in a crowd.

Unlock the restrictions and walk into the academy.

The road is smooth and goes straight to the place where Yan Yanan lives.

"You should be able to see it if you stay here."

Chen Qingyuan brought Fozi to an excellent location where it was difficult to be exposed.

"Yes." Fozi stared at the elegant and quiet courtyard in the distance with complicated emotions, feeling anxious, expecting, and remorseful.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Qingyuan ducked into the courtyard and knocked gently on the door.

"Boom boom boom..."

There was a knock on the door, and Yan Yanan came out holding the child.

"Master Chen."

Yan Yanan smiled brightly when she saw that Chen Qingyuan was coming.

"Daddy!" Yiyi was wearing pink clothes and a bunny hat. She was so cute. She stretched out her little hands and grabbed Chen Qingyuan, making a milky sound.

"Hey." Chen Qingyuan carefully hugged Yiyi in his arms, his face full of tenderness: "Have you listened to Aunt Yan recently? Have you finished your homework? Do you want some snacks?"

After asking a lot, Yiyi pinched her fingers and answered slowly: "I am obedient, today's homework is still a little bit..."

It should be due to the judgment of heaven. Although Yiyi has lived for a long time, her mind has not changed.No matter how much knowledge she learns, she soon forgets it.

"Daddy came to see you this time and brought you a present."

Chen Qingyuan pretended to be mysterious.

"what gift?"

When she heard the gift, Yiyi's eyes lit up, as bright as stars, and lovable.

"Well, this is it."

As he finished speaking, Chen Qingyuan took out a windmill wooden frame and placed it on the table.

The wooden frame is about two feet long, with a small windmill in the middle, surrounded by mountains, fields and villages. The carvings are meticulous, ingenious, and flawless.

The gentle breeze blows and the windmill rotates, making the depicted scenery seem to come alive, emitting green light, which can directly transport people to the landscape and countryside, leaving behind secrets and immersive experience.

"Thank you dad."

Yiyi liked it very much, with a smile on her face, and kept tinkering with the wooden windmill, making crisp laughter.

This toy was not made by Chen Qingyuan, but was carefully made by Fozi.

I can't always be by my daughter's side, let alone recognize her.In order to express my love and apology, I hope this windmill toy can make Yiyi happy.

Even if it's just a moment of smile, it's worth it.

In the void in the dark, Buddha Zi looked at Yiyi, who was laughing and laughing, and unconsciously revealed a trace of tenderness, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

The father and daughter were close at hand, but they couldn't see each other face to face, let alone play. There was a trace of bitterness deep in Buddha's heart.

Perhaps because of his sensitive senses or because this toy was a little different, Yan Yanan seemed absent-minded and looked into the void around him from time to time.

"You obviously didn't find anything, so why do you still have this misunderstanding?"

Yan Yanan thought to himself.

After playing around for a while, Yiyi felt a little sleepy.

When she was sleeping, Yiyi's little hands were still holding onto the windmill tightly.

Chen Qingyuan simply didn't take the windmill away, put Yiyi lightly on the bed, and walked out of the yard.

"My lord is worried."

Yan Yanan bowed.

"You are Welcome."

Chen Qingyuan cupped his hands in return.

Just when Chen Qingyuan was about to leave, Yan Yanan suddenly stopped: "Mr. Chen, please stay."

"what happened?"

Asked over his shoulder.

"He..." Yan Yanan hesitated, her eyes changed several times, and then she finally said: "Is he here?"