After the basket was put away, he didn't see it put down again for a long time, Qi Lu was a little impatient, and couldn't help but think about the bad thing: Is it that this old bald donkey saw that I was disrespectful to him in his words, and deliberately ignored me today Qi Lu angrily picked up his mobile phone and wanted to make a call to ask what was going on, but found that the mobile phone didn't even have a single signal, so he had to secretly curse and look at the surrounding environment.
This look really gave him some clues.
That's where the mountain people fell, and the weeds were all broken, and there were footprints on the ground that were recessed.
It is more appropriate to describe it as the footprints of a beast rather than the footprints of a man.
This footprint is a bit like the footprints of the American Bigfoot that is common on the Internet, judging from its shape and size, Qi Lu speculates that it is at least about two and a half meters tall, and Qi Lu also noticed that the front end of the toe of the footprint seems to have traces left by sharp claws.
Qi Lu was about to lean over to take a closer look, but he saw that the basket had been put down on the cliff, so he had to use his mobile phone to take a few photos of this strange footprint, and then entered the basket and shook the rope to signal the people above to pull him up the cliff.
Back at the top of the mountain, Qi Lu found that there were only Ding Xiaolan on the cliff, Wutong and the little monk of the clear space, and the others had long since disappeared, so he asked, "The others" "Amitabha, doesn't the donor often say that saving people is like fighting a fire, I'm afraid of missing the golden time for treatment, as soon as the injured person pulls up to the top of the cliff, I will arrange for everyone to send him to the bottom of the mountain, and he must have been on his way to the hospital at this moment."
Wutong smiled, and then said: "There are not enough people on the cliff now, so you are stranded at the bottom of the valley for half a day, this is the sin of the old man, and I hope that the donor will have a large amount." ” Qi Lu was angry, thinking that it was no wonder that it took more than half an hour to pull me up the cliff, just with you, an old bald donkey and that weak little monk, how much strength can you have The wind in this valley is so strong that it makes me feel cold, and I can't catch a cold when I go back.
Thinking about it, Qi Lu also said to Wutong kindly on the surface.
At this time, the mobile phone in Wutong's arms rang, and he took out the phone from his robe and picked it up.
Ding Xiaolan saw that Master Wutong was using the latest Apple mobile phone, and couldn't help muttering to Qi Lu: "Wow, even monks are fashionable these days, and the mobile phone they use is more generous than ours." ” "Shh Qi Lu then smiled and said to her: "What is it to buy a mobile phone, he only needs to take out a little incense money." ” "Are you prejudiced against the master" Ding Xiaolan glared at Qi Lu, realizing that he liked to ridicule Master Wutong.
"Ahem, I'm just talking casually, you're still serious" Qi Lu had a wicked smile on his face.
Wutong had finished answering the phone, and he came to Qi Lu's side with his hands folded and said, "Master Li of Qianshan is sick again, and the old man is afraid that he will not be able to accompany the donor to taste tea." ” "Saving people and curing diseases is an immeasurable merit, so the master should go and get busy first.
I see that the scenery here is good, it is better to let the little master of the clear space accompany me to visit the mountain scenery here, and it is not too late for me to come to you for tea in a few days. ” "It's fine."
Wutong said a few words to the clear space and then left.
After Wutong left, Qi Lu bored and asked Jingkong about some allusions to Guanyin Temple, but found that his expression was a little unnatural, so he smiled and grimaced at the little monk and said, "Little Master, is there a big beauty on the side that makes you feel uncomfortable?"
"Qi Lu, you are enough" Ding Xiaolan's apricot eyes widened, she felt that Qi Lu was not only prejudiced against Master Wutong, but also prejudiced against all monks.
"Amitabha" saw that the two of them stared at each other with big eyes, for fear that they would quarrel, so they rushed to the front of the circle.
"Lord Qi is a frequent visitor to the temple and an old friend of the abbot for many years.
He likes to joke about people, we are used to it, and the female benefactor does not have to mind. ” Ding Xiaolan still wanted to teach Qi Lu a few words, but she heard Jingkong frown and said: "Although Master Qi is joking, I also know that he has something to say, and he will call me by chance, the little monk is indeed not practicing enough, so he is full of demons." ” "Ah" Qi Lu was just a simple joke just now, he saw that Jingkong actually misinterpreted his meaning, and suddenly realized that this joke was indeed a bit too much, and when he was about to explain to Jingkong, he heard him close his palms and close his eyes and sigh softly: "When the little monk got up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet and passed through the main hall, he suddenly felt very thirsty, and he was uncertain for a while, and he stole the fruit offered in front of the Bodhisattva statue, which is really a sin."
Qi Lu was happy when he heard this, thinking to himself how the disciples taught by Wutong were so simple, they were really cute and stupid, but he couldn't play tricks on the clear space anymore, so he said: "Little master, what kind of sin is this, Guanyin Bodhisattva knows that you are thin and weak, and specially invited you to eat fruit, you don't have to blame yourself." ” Qingkong looked a little embarrassed under Qi Lu's gaze: "Hey, the Bodhisattva has already reproached me." ” "What does he blame you," Qi Lu continued to tease him.
"The little monk has broken the novice vows, so that his eyes are hallucinating.
When the senior brothers rescued people just now, the big stone next to me moved on its own, almost pressing on me, but fortunately I silently recited the Heart Sutra to restrain the stubborn stone and escape. ” Seeing Jingkong's solemn face, Qi Lu couldn't calm down in his heart anymore, because he sensed from Jingkong's expression that this little monk didn't seem to be lying.
"The stones will move, is this a precursor to an earthquake" Ding Xiaolan's face turned white, and she was busy paying attention to the movement under her feet.
"Don't talk nonsense, the terrain of this city is gentle, how can there be an earthquake" Qi Lu asked the clear space: "Which stone do you see moving?"
"This is it."
Qi Lu looked in the direction of the empty finger, it was a large bluestone standing on the edge of the cliff nearly one meter high, the top was very flat, even if someone slept on it, they would feel very comfortable.
Qi Lu came to the side of the boulder, leaned over and looked at the edge of the cliff, where clusters of weeds growing from the cracks in the rocks could be seen everywhere at the mouth of the cliff.
Qi Lu noticed that on the lower left side of the soles of his feet, there were clumps of weeds that were tilted and bent, as if they had been lying down, so Qi Lu began to think in his heart, the place where he was standing now was likely to be the specific place where the mountain people fell off the cliff.
Qi Lu opened his eyes and looked around, and within the scope of his vision, in addition to this big bluestone, there were also old pine trees less than two meters away from it, surrounded by exposed hard rocks.
Qi Lu hesitated to look at the bottom of the valley and found that the mountain wall was extremely steep, and the fog was still bottomless.
He was stunned, remembering the joke he had made with Wutong: "I said master, if you fall from such a high place, is that person still alive?"
But the mountain people were not seriously injured at all, could it be that the Buddha blessed them Qi Lu never believed in miracles, he thought that even miracles had a reason to explore, so he turned his eyes back to the big rock.
"You just see this stone moving" Qi Lu tried to push the boulder with his hand, but it didn't move at all.
So Qi Lu increased his strength and pushed the stone hard with both hands, but there was still no response, as if it had been deeply rooted in the mountain.
"It's this boulder."
Jingkong was a little hesitant after seeing Qi Lu's actions, and his answer became a little hesitant, "Maybe I'm dazzled." ” Qi Lu looked around the stone and found that there seemed to be a little dark red stain on the top of it, so he jumped up lightly and found that it was a pool of blood, and the color had not yet turned iron brown, indicating that the oxidation time was not long, and this was the human blood newly dripping on the stone.
Qi Lu suddenly laughed, he jumped off the stone and joked about Jingkong again: "Little monk, it seems that Sister Guanyin borrowed you to enlighten me."
"Where does the benefactor say this?"
"The mountaineers who fell off the cliff fell from this stone."
"How do you know?"
Ding Xiaolan asked him.
"It was this bloodstain that let me know the answer."
Qi Lu finally understood why he saw the mountaineer's left leg wrapped in a towel when he was at the bottom of the cliff, it turned out that the mountaineer had already been injured, so he bandaged the wound on this big bluestone.
Qi Lu thought of the clump of rolling weeds he had just seen, and further deduced that it was very likely that the mountain people accidentally slipped and fell to the ground when they came down from the stones, and then they fell to the bottom of the valley without standing firmly.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
"Then you don't tell me soon," Ding Xiaolan walked over to him with a smile.
"The mountain people should be" Qi Lu stroked the boulder and was about to tell her his judgment, but he couldn't say any more, because the moment he touched the stone, he felt an electric current transmitted through the stone to his body.
"God's darling, why did you become like this," a voice exploded in his head.
"Who's talking to me," Qi Lu cried out.
Ding Xiaolan and Jingkong both looked at him in surprise and found that Qi Lu's pupils were as deep as a black hole.
The mysterious voice of the voice echoed in Qi Lu's mind again.
It was as if a monk was reciting scriptures, solemn and ethereal, wrapping him in layers like ocean waves, and then spreading again, enriching his whole body and mind.
"No matter where you are, the gods of the Nine Heavens are always with you, and everything you have is the favor of Emperor Jun; Every tear of your life, Our Lady will wipe away for you with her own hands; And every laugh of yours will surely echo in every corner of Kunlun."
A face suddenly appeared in the vicinity, close to his cheek, looking at him quietly and gently, and whispering to him.
Such a holy face can purify all the dirty thoughts in the depths of a person's heart.
This simple and dignified face, like a real existence like a thick fog, then revealed the whole body.
This saint-like figure looked down at Qi Lu, sighing, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.
As if he couldn't resist this inexplicable temptation, Qi Lu knelt down, reverently closed his eyes and gently touched her outstretched jade hand with his lips.
"Concubine, I'm sorry for you."
Qi Lu whimpered, his voice as if he was sleepwalking.
Before the words fell, as if a spell had been lifted, he suddenly opened his eyes, and before the other party flinched, he did not hesitate to open his arms to embrace the holy shadow, "This time, I will protect you with my life" The person who was caught off guard by Qi Lu in his arms struggled in a panic, but the more he struggled, the tighter his arms became, and Qi Lu's lips were easily pressed against her cheeks in the fierce pulling.
"Qi Lu, are you crazy, let go of me, let go of me" The person who was hugged was shocked and anxious, scolded there, and then took off the women's leather shoes from the soles of his feet with his hands, ready to smash him.
It was Ding Xiaolan's voice Qi Lu was excited, as if his sanity had suddenly returned to his body.
At the moment when he hesitated, he saw that the leather shoes in Ding Xiaolan's hand were smashing towards his head, and he instinctively reached out to stop them.
"You bastard" Ding Xiaolan, who retreated to the side, was frightened, and there were already three points of crying in her words, she didn't understand why Qi Lu suddenly acted so rudely.
Qi Lu's body stiffened there, his face suddenly had a fever, he silently lowered his head, and let the cold wind blow his hair.
"Donor, are you alright?"
asked Jingkong cautiously.
A crow flew out of the valley floor, screamed a few times and then flew away without a trace.
"I'm fine."
After Qi Lu apologized to Ding Xiaolan, he sighed softly to the clear space: "Little Master, you didn't fall into any illusions, but I fell into the magic barrier." ” "Amitabha, why did the donor say this" Jingkong had a puzzled expression.
"What kind of fame did you just now" Ding Xiaolan, who came back to her senses, sorted out her clothes and asked Qi Lu, but there was still hatred on her face.
"It's okay, I'll explain to you when I get back."
Qi Lu hurriedly walked towards the way down the mountain, not daring to look back at Jingkong and Ding Xiaolan, like a child who had done something wrong for fear that others would find out the secret in his heart.
"Hey, you wait for me" Ding Xiaolan was afraid that Qi Lu would leave him alone, so he hurriedly followed. i0 t1706231537: