Chapter 359, Buddha agreed!

It is cold and the cold wind cuts people.

Because my grandfather Song Gudu didn't like the bustling city, he moved to the deer park outside the Song family with a few old servants.

The deer park is empty and there are no buildings to protect the wind and rain around, so their location is cool and a stream of cold air comes from all directions.

The grandfather and grandson squatted under the eaves of the porch, like two old rural farmers waiting for a fat rabbit that could hit a tree stump at any time.

Song Tao looked at the wintersweet trees with branches exposed under the cold moon and said, "It's so dark, I don't know when they will bloom. Why don't grandpa go back to the room to sleep first? Isn't it a big surprise to see the flowers blooming in the trees when I wake up early tomorrow?"

"It's different." The old man said stubbornly.

Song Tao smiled and said, "Why is it different? Don't you just want to enjoy the plum blossoms? The plum blossoms like cold and have a long flowering period, and will bloom undefeated for a while. Didn't you mean that there will be a heavy snowfall today? This body is in the ice and snow forest, and the peaches and plums are mixed with fragrance. Suddenly, the fragrance of the sky and the world is scattered. Isn't this charm and artistic conception exactly what grandpa wants?"

"I want to hear the sound of flowers blooming." Song Gudu said.

Song Tao chuckled and said, "Grandpa, where will there be sounds when the flowers bloom?"

"Look, you don't understand this, right? You are still a person who likes to paint. You only see the shape and do not hear the sound. How can you break the ten realms of the painting?"

Song Tao did not feel unhappy or difficult to accept when he was blamed by his grandfather. Instead, he felt a deep sense of attachment and reluctance in his heart.

He was very sure what happened when he prayed for his grandfather, and he also knew clearly what that omen represented.

Even if he was lucky, or he hoped that it was just a nightmare.

He didn't want to see such an omen, or he would rather not accompany Cui Xiaojing to Qianfo Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha today.

This is the pain of the prophet.

You know the sadness that is coming, so it is difficult to enjoy the peace in front of you.

"Since that's the case, I'll be here with my grandfather today. I want to see if the wintersweet flowers are really making noises when they bloom." Song Tao looked at the delicate skin between his grandfather's neck and said.

Song Gudu is not old at all, and even looks quite young.

He entered the realm of 51 years old and took nineteen years to break through the third level of rank in a row from the lower level of 500 to the starry sky.

The seventy-year-old starry sky master is already one of the most powerful beings in the entire West Wind Empire.

Because the Song family is knowledgeable and is known as the imperial library. The Song family is behind the scenes to manipulate or directly responsible for the compilation of the imperial classics and calendar revisions. Therefore, Song Gudu has another nickname called "Eye of the Starry Sky".

Song Gudu was like a pair of eyes in the starry sky, silently watching the rise and fall of this huge empire, as well as the fierce or feminine power and revenge.

Some people say that there is nothing in this empire that Song Gudu cannot solve.

Some people also say that there is nothing in this city that Song Gudu doesn’t know.

A generation of heroes in the land travel industry, the god of the army. At its peak, he held millions of soldiers from the West Wind Empire.

It was also under the force of this old man that the military power of the land and air was seized again and again, and eventually became a void position with only high salary but no matter how much weapons were involved.

It was also under the force of this old man that Lu Xingkong had many difficulties in seeking the position of Left Prime Minister, and was called an impossible thing.

"Walking like a tiger, heart like a fox, is not conducive to family and country." This is Song Gudu's evaluation of Lu Xingkong.

Because of this sentence, Lu Xingkong almost killed the rest of his life in the quagmire and was in turmoil.

If it weren't for the Lu family's thousand-year savings, because the Lu family has been a general for generations, I'm afraid the Lu family will have disappeared because of this sentence, and they have been swallowed up so much that they have no bones.

This powerful old man is about to die.

"Look at it if you want, but don't say a word." Song Gudu made a gesture of sound again and said, "Every grass and every tree have spirituality. Hens are disturbed when laying eggs, and they may shrink the egg back. What if the plum blossoms hear the voices when they bloom and take back the buds that emerge?"

"Grandpa, can the blooming plum blossoms be taken back?"

"sure."

"Okay. I listen to my grandfather. From now on, I don't say a word. However, if the plum blossoms don't bloom by themselves, you can't blame me."

"It will definitely open." Song Gudu looked up at the sky. The cold moon disappeared when it was missing. The sky was like an ink plate, and the black wind was like a wolf howling. "It's going to snow."

"It's going to snow." Song Tao glanced at the darkness of the sky and knew that winter was coming. In the past, Song Tao was never afraid of the sky and the earth, and felt that there was nothing in this world that he could not solve. But when he saw large masses of blood gushing out from the Bodhisattva's eye hole, Song Tao began to be scared.

He was afraid that the old man in front of him would leave, and that the Song family's main ridge would fall.

The old man stopped talking, and Song Tao stopped talking.

The two squat quietly under the eaves of the porch, staring at the wintersweet flower closest to them without blinking.

The night is getting darker and the wind is getting stronger.

Then there was a strong wind and the temperature dropped sharply.

In the howling cold wind, a white feather circled in front of my eyes.

Swaying and floating.

Song Tao was joking and wanted to reach out and bring the feather into his hand.

The old man's body suddenly stood up, and a strange light burst out in his eyes.

Song Tao held back his hand and looked at the scene in front of him with a look of surprise.

The ordinary and innocent wintersweet tree emits a circle of silver luster.

On the dark and rugged branches, two or three small buds emerged, just like countless black little beans growing on the branches.

As the eyes of the grandfather and grandson, the little beans bloomed little by little, making a thin but crisp and pleasant sound.

It was the sound of flowers blooming, the sound of winter snow.

It is the joy deep in my heart.

Song Tao widened his eyes and said, "I heard it, I really heard it—————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

Song Gudu also had a very happy expression, his pale face turned red, and he looked like he had drunk two taels of plum wine.

"The flowers bloom to see the Buddha, have you seen the Buddha?" Song Gudu looked at the plum blossoms that were still blooming in sequence, and asked casually.

Song Tao's expression froze, and then he smiled and said, "Grandpa, I did see the Buddha. I saw so many Buddhas. I recited the "Medicine Buddha Mantra" in front of the Buddha, praying to my Buddha to bless you with peace and joy."

Song Gudu smiled and asked, "Has the Buddha agreed?"

"Agree." Song Tao said with a smile.

"The Buddha agreed, will you still rush back to see me in such a hurry?"

"grandfather--"
Chapter completed!