"Old man's time is running out, donor, you must listen carefully to the following words. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The abbot looked at me solemnly and solemnly, giving me a sense that the situation was serious.

I nodded in response, and he began to speak.

"This place is called the Moon Old Temple, and the god enshrined in the temple is the old man under the moon who is married in the main world. As a god, he should have no desires and no desires. Unexpectedly, in the process of getting married, he moved his mind and gave birth to a spirit body-love.

Love covets the love of men and women in the world, secretly enters reincarnation and becomes a man, and falls in love with the women of the world as he wishes. However, the love of love and women was not fulfilled and ended in tragedy. He forgot that he was the spirit of God, and made a vow before he died, that he would follow the woman for the rest of his life until the sea withered and the stones rotted. Since then, love has been robbed.

Although it is against the way of God, it is also the calamity that God should have in his long years as a god. Heavenly Dao Wuji, who controlled the gods, gave him the opportunity to survive the love tribulation. If the love calamity is not successful, every life passes, the spiritual power of the gods will be weakened by one point, and after ten lives, they will have to accept the punishment of heaven.

It's a pity that the love of God and man, which is contrary to the way of heaven, cannot be blessed, so every life must end in tragedy. So far, the gods have gone through nine lifetimes of love. If he can't survive the catastrophe in this life, he will accept the punishment of the Heavenly Dao and be wiped out.

However, in this last life, the way of heaven gave the gods a problem and shortened the lifespan of love. Now, his time is running out. ”

Hearing this, I interrupted the master and said, "Master, can you explain to me briefly what you are talking about what I have to do with me?"

The spirit of the old man under the moon in the world is about to die, and it has something to do with me? I am not a miracle doctor, and I can't save him. Besides, God is going to be wiped out and pull me over as a cushion, like words?

These have been answered in the donor's dream, and the donor can make it clear when he thinks about it, and the old man has no time to explain. The abbot's expression changed suddenly, and he became impatient and said, "The important thing is that you must find the descendants of the medical saint and save the life of the emperor." ”

Seeing his frightened and anxious face, I didn't understand what was going on, so I asked him, "Where is the descendant of the healer, and how can I find him?"

"He's—" The abbot had only said two words, and then he heard a loud bang on the door, and it was blown open by a gust of evil wind.

My attention was drawn to the door for a moment, and when I looked back at the master, his eyes were closed, and he didn't say a word, as if he had sat down.

I cautiously called out twice, "Master! Master..."

He didn't react, I shook my hand in front of him, and he still didn't respond. Finally, I was bold enough to try his snort and gasp.

Really sat down.

**

A wisp of smoke, invisible to the naked eye, left the abbot's body and soared upward, across the vast sky.

When he arrived at the marriage god tree, the palm of Xuanyue, the old man under the moon sitting at the jade table, turned into a palm-sized little doll with a bun and a red belly pocket.

"Thank you for your hard work!" said the silver-haired, senile Xuanyue said to the little doll in her hand.

There was a commotion on the sacred tree, and countless little dolls had already poked their heads out to look.

The little doll in Xuanyue's hand babbled for a while, as if she was a little lost and a little unwilling.

The old man under the moon breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I don't blame you!", and then put the little doll on the jade table.

Countless little dolls descended from the sacred tree and flocked to the jade table to welcome the returning hero......