In the afternoon, the heavy rain stopped.
The hazy mist shrouded Mount Emei and the Buddhist temple was faintly discernible. After the rain stopped, the tourists who were hiding in the temples continued to tour the historical sites under the guidance of the tour guides. They discussed the strange situation on Mount Da 'e in a low voice.
Unlike other places, during the heavy rain, Mount Da 'e was covered in dark clouds with blood-colored lightning flashing across.
In the ancient books, there were records of such strange phenomena, such as the birth of an evil treasure or a demon's tribulation.
In the room behind the Mahavira Hall, Jiese, who had just sent off the representatives of the major clans and the Taoists, held a bone porcelain cup in his hands, lost in thought. A ray of sunlight shone into the meditation room after the rain. The handsome monk was dressed in a white robe, his features picturesque.
If the old monk opposite him was photoshopped away, this scene would be as beautiful as a painting.
"Confusion is hidden in the heart, and it becomes a knot in the heart." The Buddha head lowered his head and drank his tea.
"Master, Jiese just doesn't understand," the young monk said.
"What is it?"
"A monk is empty. There is no self, no other, and no living beings. If that's the case, why would I be threatened by the common people? If everyone uses this as a threat, what should I do as a monk? "
"Are you saying that my Taoist heart is not strong enough, that I should have fought with the fighting soul and not compromise?"
"How can I compromise when the hall is stained with blood?"
The old monk smiled, "Everyone in the hall is a victim in your eyes. But in the eyes of that child, they are violent thugs. What's wrong with saving one and harming another? "
Jiese said, "Buddha is merciful and does not fear karma. The victim in front of you is a victim. "
The old monk continued, "Think about it, if the heir of the Li family meets with an accident, the unparalleled fighting soul will be enraged and blood will flow for thousands of miles. As for me, enduring a moment of slaughter to prevent a great slaughter, it is not a meritorious deed. "
Jiese frowned.
The Buddha head put down his teacup and smiled, "I am the only one in the world."
Jiese was enlightened, "Master, you mean to take the big and abandon the small?"
The Buddha head smiled without saying a word.
The Buddha head thought to himself, Virgos are troublesome. OCD is not scary, but a monk with OCD is different. The Fighting Spirits of the Li family slaughtered people in Lianhua Temple, which was a deep stimulation to the obsessive-compulsive patients who had a profound understanding of Buddhism.
"Is she still in the temple?" The Buddha's head asked.
"She said that she would stay for a few days before leaving. She went back to the meditation room to sleep." Speaking of the female Fighting Soul, Jiese's face was filled with disgust.
After drinking the tea, the Buddha's head sat in meditation. Jiese poured out the tea leaves and wiped the tea on the table clean. He placed the teacups and teapot neatly and quietly arranged his Master's cloth shoes. He scanned the meditation room and saw that it was neat and tidy.
Satisfied, he left.
Dusk.
The rain and fog gradually dispersed, and the setting sun dyed half of the mountain red. In a quiet meditation room, a young girl in hot pants and a T-shirt curled up on the bed. Her face was pale, and her lips were bloodless. Her brows were slightly furrowed, and she was not sleeping well.
At this moment, rather than calling her a Fighting Soul, it would be more accurate to say that she was a frightened girl.
"Heavens, what have you created? She will only bring disaster."
.....
"Monster, she's a monster, not a hero at all. Go to hell, you monster. "
.....
"By the will of the heavens, the Emperor decrees: The Li family stole the Dragon Pearl, forged a forbidden weapon, and plotted a rebellion. According to the laws of the Qing Dynasty, nine generations of the family will be executed. Hereby. "
.....
She suddenly woke up, and in front of her was a quiet and simple meditation room. Birds were chirping outside the window, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the branches and leaves. The mountain breeze blew, and her cheeks were cold. She reached out to touch it, and it turned out to be two streams of tears.
She could not bear to look back at her homeland.
The door of the meditation room was knocked twice, and the voice of the novice monk came from outside, "Benefactor, it's time to eat."
She hurriedly wiped away her tears, and said faintly, "Come in."
She was an unparalleled Fighting Soul, and an expert at the peak of Extreme Grade. She could not let anyone see her cry, or else she would be silenced.
Great-grandmother turned her body sideways, and did not look at the novice monk. She did not want him to see her possibly red eyes.
The novice monk put the tray on the table. Great-grandmother sniffed, and smelled something wrong. She turned her head, and saw a bowl of white rice, a plate of pickled vegetables with tofu, and a plate of boiled vegetables.
Great-grandmother looked ferocious, "Where's the drumstick? Where's the drumstick? "
The novice monk scratched his head, "What drumstick?"
Great-grandmother took a deep breath, "Who asked you to send food here?"
The novice monk said, "Junior Uncle-Master."
Great-grandmother frowned, in the entire Lianghua Temple, there was only one junior uncle-master, the successor of Extreme Grade, Jiese.
"Where is he?"
"He's eating in the room."
Great-grandmother grabbed a handful of rice, and rushed out.
She kicked open Jiese's meditation room, and at this moment, Jiese was eating in the room. With the appearance of the monk in white, he was exceptionally pleasing to the eye, even when he was eating.
Jiese, who was the face of Buddhism, was not surprised, and said faintly, "Benefactor, what do you mean?"
Great-grandmother stood at the door, "Are you the one who embezzled the drumstick?"
Jiese said faintly, "This is a peaceful place for Buddhism, where would you get the drumstick?"
Great-grandmother replied, "Oh." Suddenly, she spilled a handful of rice into the meditation room.
In Jiese's vision, the originally clean and tidy floor was suddenly stained.
He did not move, and looked at Great-grandmother with a calm and indifferent gaze.
Both of them were in a stalemate for a few minutes, and it seemed like Great-grandmother was defeated. She snorted coldly and left.
Jiese quietly heaved a sigh of relief, and quickly got up, using the broom behind the door to carefully sweep the floor.
It's finally clean … Jiese was relieved.
At this moment, he raised his head abruptly, and saw the Unparalleled War Soul that had left without a sound.
Great-grandmother chuckled, and with a wave of her hand, it was the rice grains that scattered all over the room.
The veins on Jiese's forehead twitched, "…"
Great-grandmother, who was still pretending to be obedient, snorted twice, "I'm not going to be calculative with a junior like you."
She did not return to her room to eat, but walked through the hall, and casually pushed open the meditation room of the Buddha's head.
The Buddha's head sat cross-legged on the bed, happily scrolling through his phone, and did not even raise his head, "Almsgiver Li?"
"Help me contact Second Brother Wang, I want to go back to Shanghai." Great-grandmother was straightforward. Her phone was drenched in the storm, and could not be used anymore.
"At this time?"
"Immediately."
The Buddha's head was puzzled, and asked, "Is there anything wrong with the temple's hospitality?"
Great-grandmother shook her head, "I want to go back, I don't feel at ease if I don't stay by his side."
The Buddha's head was regretful, "It's been twenty years, and we've only met for a few days, I'm quite reluctant to leave."
Great-grandmother, "If that's the case, then I'll stay for a few more days."
The Buddha's head, "A monk has no worldly desires, there's nothing to be reluctant about."
"Oh," Great-grandmother replied, walked to the bedside, glanced at the Buddha's head's phone a few times, and pretended to be casual, "Your phone is bigger than mine."
The Buddha's head smiled slightly, "Yours is obsolete last year, and mine is a new model, eight thousand yuan each."
Great-grandmother suddenly understood, and with a "thinking" expression on her face, she said, "Can you let me see?"
The Buddha's head handed the phone to Great-grandmother, and Great-grandmother turned it over and over to look at it. The appearance was elegant, and the system was very smooth, but her phone was already lagging.
"A monk is so rich," Great-grandmother said.
"It's all given to me by some lay disciples," the Buddha's head explained, "A monk doesn't touch gold or silver, and this phone, it doesn't matter if it's good or bad."
"Hearing you say that, I'm relieved," Great-grandmother said, and put the Buddha's head's new phone into her butt pocket.
The Buddha's head, "???"
"Almsgiver Li, what are you doing?" The Buddha's head had a bad feeling.
"A monk doesn't touch gold or silver, you said it yourself."
"This poor monk said it."
"It doesn't matter if the phone is good or bad, you said it yourself."
"… This poor monk said it," the Buddha's head said in a deep voice, "But what does this have to do with you putting this poor monk's phone into your pocket?"
"Find an old phone to use when you get back." Great-grandmother sighed, "It's not easy for my great-grandson to earn money, as an elder, you have to understand the younger generation's hard work. Eight thousand yuan is too expensive, I can't afford it. Anyway, using it is like casting pearls before swine, why don't you give it to me? "
The Buddha's head said, "Almsgiver Li, at least let this poor monk back up the data."
Great-grandmother said, "No, get lost."
.....
In the end, Li Xianyu felt waves of pain in his waist, and it was the kind that didn't stop. He used his special ability to soothe the wound in his waist, but it quickly started to hurt again, soothe, and hurt again.
He was confused, Great-grandmother had already left, her special ability was life recovery.
Why was his waist still hurting?
Li Xianyu dragged his tired body back to his room in Bosch, laid on the bed, lit a cigarette, and while resting, he scrolled through the Ancient Demon app. In the information section, a piece of news was pinned, with 999 + views.
# Shocking, Unparalleled War Soul tore apart the big families, she actually did it for this #
Li Xianyu already knew the purpose of Great-grandmother's "business trip," so he immediately clicked on it.
The poster was a person called Wang Laoer. He described the details of the symposium in an exaggerated manner, using words such as "shocking", "incredible", "awesome", and so on.
After reading the post, Li Xianyu only felt the ups and downs, all sorts of twists and turns, it could be read as a short story.
He thought in his heart, "As expected of my grandmother, she did a good job."
He was also a little confused, after a few times of exertion, did Great-grandmother become so powerful? He was simply suppressing all the outstanding heroes and beating up all the heroes of the world.
There were also pictures attached to the post. There were hundreds of famous people looking up at the sky in horror, a thin layer of blood flowing under their feet.
The comment section below the post:
Mister Qin, "Looking at the angle of the photo, I'm afraid Wang Laoer is hiding under the table?"
Thunder Zhanhime, "Why is Wang Laoer so scared? Isn't he on the side of Unparalleled War Soul? Amazing, as expected of Unparalleled War Soul. "
Li Bai, "It must be fake, the Buddha head was defeated in one move, how terrifying is this woman?"
Fire God, "Eh, isn't Unparalleled War Soul's strength sealed?"
Tentacle Monster, "Seriously bad review, why isn't there a picture of Unparalleled War Soul?"
Fire God, "Tentacle Monster, devastatingly beautiful, jade-like."
Thunder Zhanhime, "Tsk tsk, from Fire God's tone, did you long for Unparalleled War Soul?"
Teenage Killer, "I used to suspect that Li Xianyu is a descendant of the Li family, but it seems not."
Thunder Zhanhime, "Teenage Killer, I used to think so too, but after some research, the Li family's superpower is enhancement, while Salted Fish's superpower is self-healing."
Teenage Killer, "Zhanhime makes sense, someone like Salted Fish doesn't look like a descendant of the Li family. How could a hero like Li Wuxiang have such a son?"
What kind of son is that? If you have the ability, say it clearly.
Thunder Zhanhime, "Also, Unparalleled War Soul is so strong, it means that the descendant of the Li family has long grown up, but the company is keeping it a secret, secretly cultivating him as a secret weapon. Also, I think Salted Fish is quite good. "
I'm a good man, I'm Li Xianyu.
Long Aotian, "Thunder Zhanhime, are you blind?"
Li Xianyu took a screenshot of the post, exited the Ancient Demon app, and sent a picture to Great-grandmother. "Awesome, Great-grandmother."
Great-grandmother replied with a [Sunglasses Cool Face] emoji.
Li Xianyu, "Did you really kill the Buddha head in one move?"
Great-grandmother: "Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"
Li Xianyu, "Really?"
Great-grandmother: "Of course it's fake."
Li Xianyu, "…"
Great-grandmother, "The old bald donkey was just putting on a show with me."
Great-grandson's essence was enough to beat those guys, but it wasn't enough for her to form a crushing aura. It was thanks to the True Qi from the Buddha head that Great-grandmother was able to temporarily return to the Extreme Dao. However, she was also very exhausted. Fortunately, Great-grandson was full of energy, and after half a day of intermittent absorption, she had already recovered.
Li Xianyu, "Great-grandmother, I don't know why, but my waist has been hurting today, and my Life Recovery ability isn't working."
Great-grandmother, "Oh, because I've been extracting your essence."
Li Xianyu, "How did you do it?"
Great-grandmother, "The spirit bead is in your body, so it's easy for me to extract your essence."
Li Xianyu, "Extracting essence from a thousand miles away?!"
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