"Okay, okay."

Qin Dahai laughed heartily.

Qin Luo scratched Huang Mei's head. "Grandpa, do you know the story of the Big Locust Tree?"

Qin Dahai rarely chatted with Qin Luo, but when he heard that Qin Luo wanted to know the story of the big locust tree, he cleared his throat and said, "A long time ago, there was no big locust tree in the village. Once, a flash flood came and the whole village was submerged. Just when everyone was in despair, the big locust tree suddenly appeared. For every foot the water rose, the big locust tree grew ten feet taller. Our ancestors climbed the big locust tree and survived."

"Grandpa, is there really a Locust Fairy?"

“Before the temple in the village that worshipped the Locust Immortal was demolished, my grandfather believed in the Locust Immortal. But now that the temple has been demolished, my grandfather no longer believes in these things.”

Qin Dahai poured the half-eaten rice soup into a stone bowl next to him, and Huang Mei immediately went over to eat it.

"Help Grandpa take the bowl inside."

"good."

Qin Luo carried the empty bowl into the old house. He heard murmurs coming from the room next to the kitchen. He leaned closer and heard his grandmother, Liu Cuiyun, praying to Buddha and chanting scriptures.

"The Four Vajras, the Eight Great Bodhisattvas, the Five Hundred Arhats, the World-Honored One Tathagata, can save all sentient beings and deliver them from suffering..."

When Liu Cuiyun saw Qin Luo, her face lit up with a smile, and she said kindly, "Little Luo, have you eaten?"

"Grandma, I've eaten."

Qin Luo stared at the Bodhisattva statue high up. The first time he feared death was when his grandmother was sick.

About two years ago, Liu Cuiyun fell seriously ill, and the doctors at the health center were helpless. At that time, her grandmother was lying in this room, and everyone was outside discussing her grandmother's funeral arrangements. Qin Luo was inside the room with her dying grandmother.

Qin Luo still remembers his grandmother struggling to raise her hand. He was very scared at the time. The elders in the village had warned them that if someone was about to die, they should never hold their hand. Seeing his grandmother's painful expression, Qin Luo still chose to hold her hand. Fortunately, his grandmother overcame her illness and her health improved.

Only now does Qin Luo understand that what his grandmother wanted to hold back then wasn't necessarily his hand.

"Grandma, have you ever seen a Bodhisattva?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Cuiyun said with pride, "Grandma has certainly seen the Bodhisattva, but they don't believe in her. If it weren't for the Bodhisattva's protection, Grandma would be gone long ago."

Qin Luo continued, "What about Huai Xian?"

Liu Cuiyun shook her head and said softly, "Grandma has never seen the Locust Fairy, but Grandma believes in the existence of the Locust Fairy. You should maintain awe towards the big locust tree."

In their family, only the grandmother believed in the Bodhisattva. The grandmother had married into the family from another village. Qin Luo looked at the Bodhisattva high up and noticed a faint light. He frowned slightly, thinking that this world might not be as simple as it seemed on the surface.

Liu Cuiyun took out two crescent-shaped black divination blocks. With a kind smile, she said softly, "Xiao Luo, let Grandma tell your fortune."

"OK."

Qin Luo nodded with a smile.

The moment the divination blocks hit the ground, Liu Cuiyun frowned. She picked them up and continued throwing, but the result was always the same. "No, no, let's try again."

Qin Luo knew this was an ominous sign. When Liu Cuiyun threw the divination blocks for the third time, he tried to control the divination blocks with his mind to flip them over. Liu Cuiyun smiled when she saw the result. She continued to throw the divination blocks and they all turned out to be auspicious. She said happily, "Xiao Luo, you may encounter some trouble recently, but don't be afraid. You will eventually turn danger into safety. You are a blessed person."

"Uh-huh."

Qin Luo's forehead was covered in sweat, but he forced a smile. "Grandma, I'm going home to do my homework now."

"Go."

"Try to stay home for the next two days."

Liu Cuiyun gave her instructions.

"knew."

When Qin Luo returned home, he lay exhausted on the bed. As a child, he did not yet possess strong spiritual power, and the fact that he had just changed the result of the divination blocks had left him completely drained.