To be honest, I really regret that I made a lot of money during my years as a mercenary. However, you don't know, mercenaries are a profession with no tomorrow today, and the devil knows if tomorrow will die. So we don't save money at all, we spend it when we have it, and it is not taboo to eat, drink, prostitute, gamble, and fish. In addition to not smoking marijuana, I have eaten almost all the delicacies of the mountains and seas. At that time, I felt that life was really chic, and now I feel that I really want to give myself two big mouths at that time!

None of the delicacies of the mountains and the sea are as important as my son's body......"

Speaking of this, Yang Congchang habitually touched his pockets, but his smooth body came from?

He's long since stopped smoking, and Haotian doesn't smoke either, of course he doesn't.

So Yang Congchang could only sigh and continued: "I have no money, watching my son's illness get worse day by day, my heart seems to be cut with a knife......! You know, his singing voice is really good. But in my heart, it seemed to hit my heart, and it hurt terribly. ”

"I really couldn't help it, so I planned to rob the cash truck. I don't have time to step on it, but I'll kill! I know how to get out of tracking, so I took out my private collection of guns and knives for the mercenaries to keep, and looted them while they got out of the car to transport the money.

I didn't want to kill anyone, but the escort was so desperate that his hand was broken, and he still held the cash box and wouldn't let go. No way, I can't be caught, I have to run, I can only kill him!Dao Chief, if possible, I don't want to kill either, but I have no choice!" Yang Congchang rubbed his hair in pain.

Haotian said: "Why did the layman kill the poor Dao?"

"Killing one person is killing, killing two people is also killing, as long as I don't reveal my whereabouts, as long as I can send the money over to save my son, I am willing to bear all the sins!" Yang Congchang said with a firm expression.

Haotian nodded slightly, looked at Yang Congchang calmly, and asked, "Poor Dao can save your son, do you believe it?"

"Master, can you really save my son?" Yang Congchang was stunned, and subconsciously didn't believe it! But after thinking about it, Haotian is an ordinary person? Who has ever seen a Taoist priest who can't be killed with a gun, and who doesn't get wet when the rain falls? I've never heard of it! Such a miraculous Taoist priest may really have a way to save his son! At least, the hospital is powerless, and even if he uses medicine, it is just to maintain it and prolong his son's time.

"The blessed life is immeasurable, and those who are monks and cultivators do not speak, they can indeed be saved. However, you can't go down the mountain, you need your son to come to the mountain himself. Haotian thought of his own pill Nine Turns Golden Pill, which should be able to save Yang Congchang's son's life. He has no illness or disaster, eats spiritual rice every day, drinks the pure water of heaven and earth without roots in the spirit tank, practices martial arts while practicing Taoism, and is guarded by the Taoist robe of the Moon Palace, this life-saving elixir is basically not used. It's better to send it out and exchange it for merit.

In addition, Haotian was really moved by Yang Congchang's words, a little boy of three or four years old should not bear such pain.

"Thank you Heavenly Master!" Yang Congchang knelt on the ground with a puff and kowtowed.

Haotian helped Yang Congchang up, and no matter how hard Yang Congchang knelt down, he was shocked to find that Haotian's palms were like steel, and he was powerless to resist at all! This further strengthened his belief that Haotian was a generation of masters, masters, and heavenly masters.

Haotian said: "This elixir can't be given to you in vain." ”

"I'll buy it!" I'll give you all the money!" Yang Congchang subconsciously shouted.

Haotian shook his head and said with a smile: "What is the use of my Taoist priest in the barren mountains and mountains asking for that money?" but he thought in his heart: "If you don't donate it, you give me money, it's useless for me to come!"

Yang Congchang didn't know what Fang was thinking, scratched his head and said, "Heavenly Master, you don't want money, so what do you want?"

"Heaven is the way of justice, I am a cultivator, persuade people to be kind, the sea of suffering is endless, turn back to the shore, put down the butcher's knife, and become a Buddha on the ground. Haotian said solemnly.

Yang Congchang suddenly realized something, and stared at Haotian with straight eyes.

Haotian looked at him, his eyes were deep, as brilliant as the stars, the sun and the moon!

Looking at the vast sky in front of him, Yang Congchang thought of when he was confused, and saw the figure that seemed to be carrying spiritual light...... Gritting his teeth, he said, "Heavenly Master, I understand! Don't worry, as long as my son's illness can be cured, I am willing to turn myself in!"

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable. Haotian announced a word of the Tao, at this moment, he didn't know what he was doing, whether it was to persuade the other party to turn back, but he could also do this. A deeper level of soul influence, let the other party recognize his own mistakes, and he doesn't know how to do it.

Haotian said: "What can I do to let your son come to my Heavenly Dao Temple?"

Yang Congchang nodded and said, "I can call my ex-wife and ask him to bring Zihao to the Heavenly Daoist Temple." ”

"Ex-wife?" Haotian was stunned.

"Hmm...... My ex-wife, when I was making a living and robbing, I had already prepared a divorce agreement and put it at home. There is also a letter, I believe, after reading the letter, she should be able to sign it. Yang Congchang said this, his eyes were full of pain.

Haotian handed over his mobile phone to Yang Congchang, Yang Congchang picked up the phone, and after being silent for a while, he dialed a familiar phone. There is some emotion, but also some fear and worry...... Slowly walked out of the room, Haotian didn't follow, he didn't have so much curiosity about other people's private affairs.

However, it didn't take long for Yang Congchang to put down his phone with a gloomy face.

"Dao Chief, my wife is reluctant to bring her son. She asked me to turn myself in and get leniency in exchange for the opportunity to see my son. My son's illness is getting worse and worse......" Yang Congchang sat on the ground in pain, pulling his hair hard, and the originally shrewd and fierce man sat there crying at this moment.

Haotian sighed, but didn't say anything. He can't leave Chongyang Mountain, and Yang Congchang can't leave Chongyang Mountain, there is only one road in Chongyang Mountain, and he will inevitably be arrested when he goes down the mountain. Moreover, even if you stay in the mountains, it will be a matter of time before you are caught.

As for helping Yang Congchang bypass the police and go down the mountain? Haotian didn't think about this problem at all, although Yang Congchang was a sheep in front of him, but in front of other people, he was the most ferocious tiger, leopard and jackal, and many times he would not be able to control himself and kill people again. Helping him down the mountain is definitely not doing good, but helping evil!

After crying for a while, Yang Congchang gritted his teeth, got up and said, "Master, there is one last way." But I want you to promise you that you will be able to save my son!"

Haotian checked his hands with one hand, guessed something somewhat, and sighed: "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the poor Dao assures the layman with the head of the Xiangshang, if your son comes, he can definitely live a healthy life." But we have to make three chapters of the law, otherwise the poor road will not save your daughter. ”