Treasure Identifying Divine Eyes - Chapter 2216

“The Buddha’s eye is one of the six divine powers of Buddhism, and it is also the highest level and ultimate realm of divine powers. It is the wisdom to prove the truth of all dharmas. It is full of all wisdom and covers three bodies and four intelligences. It is like seeing an apple fall to the ground, from which you can fully understand the causality of all things and the truth of the context. What you see is the truth…”

“The last is the eye of Dharma. Dharma can penetrate all dharmas in and outside the world. If you know what Dharma others can achieve, you can use what Dharma to teach that person…”

“The Dharma eye can see the truth of all dharmas, which is the true nature of the Dharma world. At the same time, it is also the wisdom obtained by Bodhisattvas in various places to personally verify all dharmas. It is like seeing an apple fall to the ground, realizing or discovering that there are rules in it, looking at the essential characteristics…”

“What does this have to do with the little tiger head…”

Chen Muning motioned him to take it easy and said: “these five kinds of eyes are not strong or weak, but they see different things, but they are different in size. It is recorded in my family that children hesitated before the age of three, and the celestial cover on their forehead has not been closed. With their breathing ups and downs, they are commonly known as the respiratory cover, also known as the little fayan

“The little magic eye is not a real eye, nor is it a real magic eye. It can’t see things, but it is a place to release Yang Qi. It can feel things that ordinary people can’t see, such as ghosts…”

“When the little fayan feels the ghost, it will be projected into his mind as if he saw it with his own eyes. Therefore, the old saying goes that the reason why babies can see dirty things lies in the little fayan…”

Speaking of this, Chen Muning suddenly paused and turned to say: “but in general, people and ghosts are different. Even if xiaohutou sees a ghost, the ghost dare not come to him. Unless it is a legendary nightmare, he will have this strange ability…”

Dong Cuixia stopped making noise and hurriedly asked, “what is a nightmare…”

Chen Muning explained: “nightmare is also a kind of evil spirit. It scares children and makes them haunted by nightmares. Only small eyes can see it, and it is only useful for children, because adults are too Yang and nightmares dare not come near…”

Lin Xi couldn’t help but move his mind. Is the “person” seen by xiaohutou a nightmare?

But it’s not right. There are so many adults, and he and Xiao Min have skills, strong Qi and blood, and lingering evil spirit. What kind of ghost nightmare dare to commit a crime under their eyes?

And he wondered what the so-called evil spirits and fierce ghosts were? How was it formed?

Is it left over from the mythological age after the connection between heaven and earth?

After listening to Chen Muning’s explanation, the big scar was trembling and said in a trembling voice: “little immortal, don’t scare us. If there are ghosts in my family, why are we all right…”

Chen Muning rolled his eyes and said angrily, “are you stupid? We are so many people together and brother min is a big bodyguard. He is full of Yang and evil spirit. Who dares to come to us…”

“The little tiger head also said that as soon as we came in, the nightmare disappeared from the wall. I think he just bluffed the little tiger head. Even if there is a ghost, we can’t see it except the little tiger head. It’s useless to worry…”

The big scar was worried: “what should I do? The little tiger’s head cried so much that he had to cry to death…”

Hearing the word “death”, Dong Cuixia was distressed: “my miserable son, your life is so bitter…”

Xiao Min couldn’t bear it and asked Lin Xi for instructions: “boss, can you find a way to cure him? As long as you don’t cry, otherwise if you continue, I’m afraid something will happen…”

Lin Xi refused to comment, but looked at Chen Muning.

He is not unable to cure, but wants to see if the local teacher, the descendant of Chen Tuan’s ancestor, has any way to deal with it?

I just want to take this opportunity to find out what ghosts are and whether they are really serious.

But on second thought, Lin Xi felt strange again. I don’t know when he began to believe in ghosts. It’s incredible.

At the same time, Chen Muning fell into meditation and seemed to be thinking about methods.

The big scar thought he was helpless and was so anxious that she kept crying. Dong Cuixia said that xiaohutou was implicated. She killed the black snake god at noon and came to revenge at night. When she picked up the gatehouse tomorrow, their family would be finished. She simply died.

After a while, the cry of little tiger’s head gradually weakened, and the big scar and mangy disease rushed to the doctor: “no, I’ll take little tiger’s head to the hospital and find a doctor to show him…”

Dong Cuixia shouted, “the nearest hospital is in the town. It’s more than 20 kilometers away from here, and it’s all mountain roads. Don’t you die if you walk at night? If you have a long and short life, our mother and I really can’t live…”

Little tiger’s head was red in the face and seemed to have reached the limit. Lin Xi was preparing to fight, but Chen Muning suddenly said, “I think of a way. There is a way to cure…”

The big scar cried with joy: “little immortal, do you really have a way…”

When is it? It’s good to have a way. I dare to question it!

Dong Cuixia pulled the big scar and begged Chen Muning, “he has a smelly mouth and can’t speak. Don’t be angry, little immortal. Please hurry and save little tiger head. He’ll die later…”

Lin Xi was also quite surprised. It seems that the young emperor envoy still has some real skills.

Although Chen Muning is young and energetic and boasts the first class in the world, he also has a big stomach. Moreover, human life is vital and can’t tolerate his small belly and chicken intestines. He immediately said, “do you have red silk thread in your house…”

Dong Cuixia was too busy to win and said, “is the thread for sewing clothes ok…”

Chen Muning said, “yes! Hurry to get it and bring the needle…”

Dong Cuixia handed the little tiger’s head to the big scar, turned and entered the house, rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, and brought a large roll of red needle and thread.

Chen Muning took the needle and thread, raised the wrist of Xiaohu’s head, wrapped the slender red thread around the second knuckle of the middle finger of his left hand, took out the cigarette lighter, burned the needle of the embroidery needle, which was detoxified, then pinched the finger of Xiaohu’s left middle finger and gently pricked a needle.

The next moment, blood flowed out, down the middle finger and onto the red line.

After finishing, Chen Muning returned the needle and thread to Dong Cuixia, held his head high and said, “it’s finished. It’ll be fine in a few minutes…”