A little golden light flashed on the surface of the old monk's body.After the last encounter, the old monk's eyes lit up, and he recited the "Amitabha Buddha" with bursts of Sanskrit sounds, and then put his thumb on the four fingers of the fist in his right hand, wrapped in the afterimage of the Tao, and frantically hit Shen Liang everywhere around him!
Time.The old Taoist priest maintained the scarlet silk thread overflowing from the red lines of his vertical eyes, and kept pouring into Shen Liang's eyebrows.The old monk pointed to the golden light, which seemed to be chaotic, but in fact, he must not miss half a step to teleport and rotate around Shen Liang, and the golden light at his fingertips was even more like bursts of golden waves on every acupoint meridian node of Shen Liang.Such a strange and mysterious method was applied to Shen Liang for seven or eight teas.At the end, the old Taoist sword pointed at the last strand of scarlet silk thread, and the old monk's last finger of golden light ended his mission almost at the same time!
Immediately afterwards, the red lines of the vertical eyes at the center of Shen Liang's eyebrows slowly closed, returning to their original state, and the places around his body that were pierced by the golden light were also calm.The floating body is no longer uncontrolled, like a puddle of dehydrated mud, falling naturally and lying to the ground.The old Taoist priest and the old monk each staggered back a few steps, no longer having the same high-level image as before, and sat on the ground with their butts on their butts.The two of them put their hands on the ground, trembling slightly, but they did not raise their heads and fell.They looked at Shen Liang, who was silent, and then exchanged their gazes in one place."
Old bald donkey, don't say anything else, you are not unfamiliar with this Yijin Sutra."
The old monk held on to the last bit of strength, sat up straight, and folded his hands tremblingly."
Amitabha, this method is the treasure of my Jincia Temple, if you are unfamiliar, what face will you have to see my Buddha when you return?"
The old Taoist priest laughed, but it was clearly weak."
Hah......
Hahaha......
Old bald donkey, how do you know that if you die, you will definitely be able to see your Buddha?
”The old monk did not answer the rhetorical question."
Don't you want to see the Three Qing Dao Venerables?""
Sanqing Daozun, ......"
The old Taoist priest looked away, like a young man who had sneaked out of his home, sliding his hands back a little bit, in a relaxed and enjoyable manner, squinting at the gradually expanding warm sunlight in the sky."
I don't want to."
Listening to the old Taoist priest's heartfelt answer, the old monk was silent.Neither of them spoke again, and let time pass quietly.At the same time, there is still the little vitality left in the bodies of the two.I don't know how long it took.The old Taoist priest's arms were propped upside down, and he used up all his strength, made a slight thud, and lay on his back on the ground.Maintaining a sitting posture, folding his hands and hanging down his sides weakly, the old monk who turned the nine-point ring scar on his head towards the direction of the old Taoist priest, closed his eyes and vaguely heard about it."
It's a pity, I can't eat the sour red fruits on the mountain anymore......"
The old monk's voice was weak."
Ami......
The picture of the Buddha ......" is frozen.I don't know if the birds in the forest also felt sad, but they all closed their chirping mouths.This rain has been brewing for many days, and it has stopped suddenly.The light, which was originally only the thickness of a fist, completely dispelled the dark cloud whirlpool, and shone the last trace of warmth left in late autumn to the earth and send it to the world.On this day, the Heavenly Master of the Heavenly Master's Mansion flew up on a crane.On this day, the old abbot of the Golden Cicada Temple passed away in bliss.The Great Yan Dynasty is prosperous in the rivers and lakes.There are two more land immortals singing and retreating!
…… It's been a long time.Sitting on the top of the tide mountain, a father and daughter walked slowly to the front of the three.As a father, his hands were withdrawn from his sleeves, and the respectful old monk and the old Taoist priest bowed down, and there is no one in the world who can make this person perform this great gift, even the new emperor Chu Houmin is no exception!
For women, follow the example of their fathers and salute with them."
Chu Yao."
Shen Wanjun, who looked solemn, straightened the slight hunched waist pole that seemed to be unable to fully straighten."
Send someone to settle the dead of the two elders, and you will first go to repair a book for your father's study, send it to the imperial capital, and ask the emperor to issue an edict, and give the second old man a good burial with the gift of the secretary of state.""
Got it."
Shen Chuyao turned around and walked down the mountain quickly, obviously the two great benefactors who were unwilling to sacrifice their lives for their younger brother were put aside for a long time.Shen Wanjun didn't linger anymore, walked up to Shen Liang, pulled him up, put his back behind him, and resolutely walked down the mountain.Moving to the west, there was a reddish sun, and the light stretched the backs of the father and son.It doesn't matter if Shen Liang, who fell into a coma, is awake or not, can he hear it.Shen Wanjun sighed and muttered to himself."
Son, even if my father owes the debts of the Heavenly Master's Mansion and the Golden Cicada Temple, if my father can't pay it off, you have to pay it back for my father, otherwise even if you are in heaven and on earth in this world, you will have to ask someone to poke your backbone behind you......
"Today, Fang Cai."
It was the first time in Shen Liang's life that he met and met the old Taoist priest and the old monk.No one saw it.Shen Wanjun said, Shen Liang in a coma, a drop of crystal sparkle quietly slipped from the corner of his eye.He knows very well in his heart that the second elder is more than himself-kindness.Like a mountain!
…… Shen Liang's sleep was a full three days and three nights.During this period, the Jin Palace's Mansion seemed to have been drained of all its air by some mysterious force, and there was an indescribable heavy pressure everywhere.No one dared to stay in front of Shen Wanjun and Shen Chuyao for too long.Even if there is occasional communication, it is always careful to add to the thin ice, and try to reduce the conversation as much as possible, so as not to accidentally lose the object on both shoulders.Only old people like Steward Wu and Steward Tao, who have followed Shen Wanjun since the construction of the Jin Palace, have the courage to go to the Gentleman's Courtyard from time to time and ask Shen Wanjun and Shen Chuyao if they want to take a break, eat something or something.Ke Rao is the diligence asked by Steward Wu and others, and the response they get is always the same.In the past three days and three nights, Shen Chuyao can occasionally sit on a chair outside the house and squint for a while, but Shen Wanjun has bloodshot eyes, so he puts his hands on his knees, except for drinking water and going to the toilet, he does not leave Shen Liang's bedhead at any other time.Since the last rain in late autumn this year, the Jinju territory has been sunny for three days.The sunlight outside the window shone on Shen Wanjun's legs, and even his hands that were always habitually held in his sleeves were also warm.Shen Chuyao, who had been squinting outside the house for less than half an hour, slowly walked into the house, looking at her father, who was a lot haggard, she couldn't help but soften her voice when she was hard and stubborn in the past."
Dad, you haven't closed your eyes for three days and three nights, I'm staring here, you go back to sleep for a while."
Shen Wanjun didn't look back, raised his right hand and waved it casually."
I can't sleep well when I go back, so I'll sit in front of your brother now so that my heart won't be messy.""
But ......"
"Chu Yao."
Without waiting for Shen Chuyao to persuade again, Shen Wanjun turned his head, and his bloodshot eyes were clearly mixed with a bit of guilt."
Did you say Dad did something wrong?
Shouldn't Dad let your brother take on this?
Or if Dad had a little more ability and a little more cleverness, wouldn't he have been able to come up with a better way to prevent your brother from suffering this sin?
”Shen Chuyao bit her lip, the corners of her eyes flashed brightly, and she turned her head away.She's about to die of her stupid daddy.But I don't know how to help her stupid dad lighten even a little bit of the burden on his shoulders.However, at this moment, a weak and familiar voice, and at the same time the father and daughter were overjoyed, came from the side.Shen ......
Shen Wanjun, why do you have so many farts, it stinks, it has woken up Lao Tzu. ”