"Speak properly," Shen Liuyun scolded. "She was fine last night. Why can't she?"
"I, I don't know …" Xiao Chun seemed to have found his backbone. He looked like he was about to cry. "I went to fetch water this morning. When I came back, I found Miss trembling all over. Her face was green and she looked very scary. You guys, you guys should go and see …"
"Let's go."
The three of them immediately rushed out of the city and came to the bamboo forest. When they saw the Wisdom Buddha Painting, just as Xiao Chun had said, it was trembling all over. Its face was green and its entire body was soaked in cold sweat.
"Go fetch some clean water." Shen Liuyun took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat off the Wisdom Buddha Painting's face.
Xiao Chun hurriedly answered and left with a bucket of water.
Shen Liuyun opened the Wisdom Buddha Painting's eyelids and frowned. "It's a 'nightmare'."
"Nightmare?" Yan Li and Lianhai Changjin looked at each other, full of doubt.
"The path of cultivation is often accompanied by 'murderous and humiliating demonic tribulations'. 'Nightmare' is a type of 'tribulation'." Chen Liuyun took off the outer layer of the Wisdom Buddha Painting and said, "It's usually a nightmare that is triggered by fear. However, there's also another situation where something happens that exceeds the burden of the mind, causing one's intelligence to wander in the void, and one's self will be suppressed by the nightmare."
"You mean, because of the Zen Master's death, the Layperson fell into a nightmare and was unable to extricate herself?" Lianhai Changjin asked.
"It shouldn't be just that." Yan Li shook his head.
"Ask her herself and you'll know." Shen Liuyun raised her head and looked at Yan Li and Shen Liuyun.
The two of them were puzzled and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"
Shen Liuyun said coldly, "Are you waiting to see her naked body?"
"Ah!" Lianhai Changjin quickly turned around and said in shame, "I didn't do it on purpose."
"You two stand guard outside and don't let anyone in."
Seeing Shen Liuyun continue to take off the Wisdom Buddha Painting's clothes, Lianhai Changjin hurriedly walked out, dragging Yan Li along with her.
"Hey hey, the Buddhist Master might not care, so why do you have to pretend to be an innocent little boy?" Yan Li mumbled.
Lianhai Changjin said, "Hermit is as pure as ice and as clean as jade, how can you let us vulgar people profane you? Absolutely not."
"If you want to talk about yourself, then talk about yourself. Why did you bring me into it?" Yan Li rolled his eyes. "Why do I have to be classified as your so-called 'vulgar'?"
Lian Hai Changjin laughed, "See no evil, hear no evil. Brother Yan, what harm is there in being a gentleman once in a while?"
Yan Li said, "To me, not being able to take advantage of them is worse than death."
"You're so noisy. Get lost!"
An angry roar came from the forest, and the two of them dashed out of the forest.
Shen Liuyun waited for Xiao Chun to come back with the water and said to her, "Help her."
Xiao Chun put down the bucket and supported the Wisdom Buddha Painting.
Shen Liuyun stood up and stretched out her jade-like arms. A silk belt that was as thin as a cloud shot out from her sleeves and wrapped around the withered bamboo in all directions with a whoosh, forming a simple wall.
"Take off her clothes and clean her up. I want to apply acupuncture on her."
Xiao Chun did as she was told, taking off all of the Wisdom Buddha Painting's clothes and wiping them with a towel.
Cold sweat poured out of the Wisdom Buddha Painting's body. Her face grew paler and paler, and her lips were chapped. If this continued, she might die of dehydration.
Xiao Chun's heart felt like it was being pricked by needles. Choking with sobs, he said, "Miss, how are you? Wake up, don't scare Xiao Chun …"
"Crying, crying, crying. You only know how to cry. Can you solve the problem?" Shen Liuyun scolded. "Even if you're an idiot, you should know that the situation is urgent. You'll be crying later. Hold it in for now!"
Xiao Chun pursed her lips and didn't dare to make a sound.
After she wiped herself, Shen Liuyun took out a small cloth bag from her bosom and sat down cross-legged behind the Wisdom Buddha Painting. She opened the bag and took out a silver needle. Circulating her zhenqi, the needle glowed faintly.
This wasn't an ordinary silver needle. It was close to being a precious weapon. It was made from extremely precious ore and could withstand the infusion of zhenqi.
Infusing zhenqi into the needle could disinfect bacteria and expel poison. The zhenqi wasn't ordinary either. It was the unique power of the Dragon Elephant Mountain and had the effect of calming the mind.
Shen Liuyun skillfully pierced the needle into the Wisdom Buddha Painting's Yuzhen acupoint. Then she took a few more and pierced them into the Fengchi, Fengfu, Fenggong, and Fenggong.
Following the piercing of the needle, Shen Liuyun's power of the God was channeled into the Wisdom Buddha Painting's body. Xiao Chun was pleasantly surprised to find that the Wisdom Buddha Painting's body was no longer trembling and her complexion gradually improved.
"Miss, how are you?" she shouted in surprise and joy.
Shen Liuyun said, "She's trapped in a nightmare. I've only soothed her intellect so that she has the ability to distinguish. She's not out of danger yet. Move aside a little. "
Xiao Chun's trust in her had risen to the level of worship. Hearing this, she obediently ran to the side without another word.
Shen Liuyun circulated her zhenqi. The tip of her tongue touched the roof of her mouth and gathered the zhenqi in her throat. Her beautiful eyes focused and she lightly exhaled. A deafening clap of thunder resounded in the forest.
Xiao Chun felt a great shock to her spirit. A power that penetrated her soul made her whole body feel comfortable. But because she wasn't a cultivator, she couldn't bear the mental pressure that followed. She fell to the ground on her butt, her face pale.
"Water …" The Wisdom Buddha Painting struggled.
"Hurry and feed her water." Seeing this, Shen Liuyun removed the needle and reminded the dazed Xiao Chun.
Xiao Chun came to her senses and hurriedly ran over. She untied the canteen and carefully fed it to the Wisdom Buddha Painting.
The Wisdom Buddha Painting instinctively drank a few mouthfuls before it slowly recovered. Its long eyelashes trembled slightly and its eyelids slowly opened.
"Miss!" Xiao Chun laughed and cried as she threw the canteen away. She hugged the Wisdom Buddha Painting tightly. "I thought you'd never wake up again. You scared me to death. Boohoohoo …"
The lifeless eyes of the Wisdom Buddha Painting became slightly moist. It stroked her hair. "I'm sorry to have made you worry." Then it said to Shen Liuyun behind it, "Thank you, Sister Drifting Cloud, for saving me. The Buddha Painting was able to wake up thanks to Sister's Soul-Stunning Incantation."
Shen Liuyun put away the needle and closed her eyes tiredly. She said, "Didn't Sister also put in a lot of effort for my sake? No need to thank me."
"Miss, hurry and put on your clothes in case you catch a cold."
After crying for a while, Xiao Chun remembered that the Wisdom Buddha Painting was still naked and hurriedly helped her put on her clothes.
"Has the Scholar woken up?" The two outside the forest heard the commotion and shouted from afar.
"Miss has woken up. Come in," Xiao Chun responded.
When Yan Li came in, he saw Shen Liuyun sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed. His heart tightened. He asked, "What's wrong, Teacher?"
"It's nothing. It took some effort," Shen Liuyun said.
Yan Li secretly sighed in relief. He then turned to the Wisdom Buddha Painting and asked, "How does the Scholar feel?"
"Thank you for your concern, Young Master Yan," said the Wisdom Buddha Painting. "The Buddha Painting feels much better."
Lianhai Changjin said, "How did the Scholar fall into a nightmare? A cultivator's nightmare is no small matter. It shouldn't happen under normal circumstances. "
The Wisdom Buddha Painting said sadly, "In the Buddhist hymn that Master left behind, there is the last strand of the Spirit God's power that he left in the world. It was for me to appear in my dream. When the dream ended, he completely returned to the sea of stars. "
"The dead cannot come back to life. My condolences, Scholar."
The Wisdom Buddha Painting nodded and said, "I already know the truth of the monastery's murder case. It is not something that can be resisted by humans. Please do not delve too deeply into it, lest you meet with misfortune."
"You know?" Yan Li said in surprise, "May I ask what the contents of the dream were?"
A pained expression appeared on the Wisdom Buddha Painting's face. "First, the scene of my fellow disciples being slaughtered seemed to force Master to hand over something. What it was, Master did not tell me in the dream. Then it was … "
At this point, her delicate body actually began to tremble faintly. It was clearly not a memory worth remembering.
"Miss, don't say anymore!" Xiao Chun hugged her and comforted her, then glared at Yan Li. "Don't ask anymore. Miss has just woken up and her body is very weak. What if she faints again!"
"Xiao Chun, I'm fine." The Wisdom Buddha Painting forced a smile at her, then took a deep breath and murmured, "Afterwards, there were flames that reached the heavens, surrounding a mountain. Inside the mountain, there were countless adults, elderly, children, pregnant women, all crying and wailing. Strong men wielding blades and weapons, strong men wielding iron halberds, they were also crying and wailing. Their voices traveled hundreds of li, like purgatory …"
With each paragraph she spoke, Yan Li's face paled. His hand holding the sword trembled abnormally, and he hid it behind his back. Fortunately, everyone was attracted by the Wisdom Buddha Painting's words and did not notice his abnormality.
"It was a mountain shaped like a coiling dragon. I don't know the name of the mountain, and I don't know when it happened." The Wisdom Buddha Painting shook her head, extremely sorrowful. "Those children, the young ones were still in swaddling clothes, ignorant of the raging fire, and were burned to death. The older ones fled in terror, but when they escaped, the fire on the other side also came, and it was extremely vicious. Once touched, they writhed and crawled on the ground, letting out tragic cries of pain. The older ones fought for the soaked straw mats, burying themselves in the soil, hoping to escape the disaster, but they were burned to death by the high temperature."
"The elderly felt that there was no hope, lying on the ground in despair, waiting for death. The pregnant women were like crazy, screaming the names of the children in their wombs as they charged into the sea of fire. The strong men and strong men were begging for mercy, to the people outside the sea of fire, but they were so cold that they did not even look at them, as if they were burning people made of paper …"
Yan Li leaned against a withered bamboo, his body swaying slightly.
Lianhai Changjin knew more, and so she made more connections. Noticing Yan Li's abnormality, she hurriedly said, "Master, I see that you are also tired, why don't we talk about it … That's right, did the monk tell us who gave him the fatal blow?"
The Wisdom Buddha Painting was startled, and carefully searched through her memory. Then her mind shook, and she formed a Nirvana Seal, murmuring, "Master, the painting understands."
When she finished speaking, there was a benevolent divine light that shone from her body. The land within a radius of several zhang was like withered trees coming back to life, once again full of life.
"What, what happened?" Xiao Chun asked in confusion.
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