Chapter 138: Mouth full of feces
As soon as the Yin Soul Pill was entered, it really had a faint chocolate taste, but then it turned into a stream of cool liquid flowing down his throat, instantly circulating his limbs and hundreds of remains, and the eight veins of the strange meridians, like a trickle of water moistening the dry earth, Du Kang felt that his strength began to recover little by little.
Got up from the bed and looked down at his body, a layer of fine blood beads on the surface of the skin had long been dry, and a layer of black-red blood scabs was pasted on his body, indescribably awkward, and when he moved slightly, there was a trace of tearing pain.
"Grandma's, my body is out of condition, and the black impermanence just now said that I have an ancient aura in my body, what is going on? And how can I manifest the Buddha's light? Could it be that the three-machine prophet!" Du Kang suddenly remembered the three-machine prophecy that sank in his sea of consciousness, and the black day that did not know the origin.
"Heaven and earth are infinite, Qiankun borrows the law!" pinched the magic trick in his hand, guarded the dantian, and a wisp of divine thought sank into the sea of knowledge.
The bright moon is shining overhead, the moonlight is like water, sprinkling down, the sun in the east is across the sky, but the color is as black as ink, revealing an indescribable strange violence.
Du Kang tried to touch the Tianyue that evolved from the three-machine oracle, but as long as he got close, he would be rejected and pushed away by a soft force, and he couldn't get close at all, let alone explore the mysteries.
"Grandma, what's going on?" Du Kang sat on the sea angrily, holding his chin in one hand, recalling the situation when he was bathing in the Buddha's light.
"Hey, by the way, Guanyin Bodhisattva, it's Guanyin Bodhisattva!" Du Kang patted his head, remembering that at that time he was praying for Guanyin Bodhisattva, and then the Buddha's light manifested, and he had a trace of Buddha nature, so he had all kinds of things in the future.
"Try again!" Du Kang thought of it, got up and folded his hands and bowed to the south, and silently recited in his heart, "Nan Wu Great Compassion saves the suffering and saves the Guanyin Bodhisattva!"
"Hey, why didn't you react at all?" After waiting for a while, Du Kang opened one eye and looked at himself, but there was no change in his fart, "Is it the wrong posture?"
So Du Kang sat down again, put his palms together and silently recited the name of Guanyin Bodhisattva, but there was still no change, he opened his eyes, scratched the back of his head, and said to himself, "Strange, why is it not working?"
"No, you have to try!" Du Kang was angry, so he sat cross-legged again, but he was never able to reproduce the Buddha nature of the initial step lotus.
The failures again and again made Du Kang's patience wear out little by little, and even later the entire sea of knowledge began to fluctuate and stir, with huge waves, rolling clouds, and thousands of waves blown by the wind.
"Why! Why can't I succeed! Why? I don't believe it, I can't do anything without anything, it's impossible!"
Du Kang raised his hands and stretched out to the sky, and his unwilling roar swept through the entire sea of knowledge, turning into gusts of sea wind and angry waves.
"Du Kang, you're a waste!" A wave rushed up, turning into a burly young man, with dark skin, blazing eyes, fingers on the tip of Du Kang's nose, and a sneer and mockery at the corner of his mouth.
"Du Kang, let's break up, you can't give me the life I want. ”
Another wave rushed up, turning into a pure girl in a white dress and white dress, her long black hair was tied into a ponytail and hung down behind her, and a pair of eyes as clear as a lake flashed with determination, one turned around, and went farther and farther.
"From now on, hahaha, from now on, Wang Wenwen!" Du Kang's eyes were red, and he watched the figure of the waves go farther and farther, and he laughed angrily and smashed his fist into the sea.
The turbid waves hit the sky, the figure flickered, Du Kang was like a ghost, suddenly appeared in front of Wang Wenwen's phantom, smashed down with a punch, and just when the fist was about to smash on her vest, Du Kang stopped, looked at Wang Wenwen, who passed by, without pausing for a moment, only to feel a cramp in his heart, and fell to one knee on the sea.
Looking down at the reflection in the seawater, laughing wildly, people are like crazy demons, "I'm unwilling, I don't want this, I Du Kang will never live this life in mediocrity, Wang Wenwen, I want you to regret it, I want you to know that choosing to leave me was the biggest mistake in your life!ah..."
At the same time, in the room, Du Kang sat cross-legged on the bed, the green tendons on his forehead were stretched, his hands couldn't help but tremble, almost convulsions, even the bed was pressed and creaked, and a cloud of black gas kept colliding between his eyebrows.
"South!"
A golden light rushed up from the head of Du Kang's bed, floating in the air, sprinkling a soft golden light, which was the Buddha's hand.
"Nan None..."
In the heavy black clouds, a piece of golden light pierced, bursts of Zen chanting sounded, although peaceful and ethereal, but suppressed the sound of the wind and water in the sky, the sound of Zen singing became more and more magnificent, the golden light sprinkled the universe, and in the bright moon of the three machines, the scholar with the sword on his back suddenly opened his eyes and pierced the fog that shrouded his face.
When the eyes opened, they were filled with lightning, not anger, greed, love, compassion, and any other human emotion, but a pure light, almost divine.
The left finger points to the sky, the Buddha light above the head is clear, the swastika rotates, and the Yingluo is flying all over the sky.
Below, Du Kang looked up at the scholar in the moon, and the two eyes collided, one was violent, unwilling, angry, and resentful, and the other only had divinity and light.
Gradually, the blood in Du Kang's eyes faded, his hands and feet became weak, he sat down dejectedly, drooped his head, looked at the reflection in the water and said to himself, "Liu Zhaocheng is right, you are a waste, and you are destined to be trampled under your feet in this life." ”
"Really?" The sudden voice made Du Kang stunned for a moment, and then reacted, turned his head to look behind him, and just as Du Kang thought, it was Gongzi Yu in a black robe.
"Why are you here?" asked Du Kang with a wistful expression, and he lowered his head to look at himself in the water.
Gongzi Yu shook his head and chuckled, the white paper folding fan in his palm snapped open, swayed gently, stepped on the waves, walked slowly to Du Kang's side, looked up at the bright moon and the black flame sun above his head, and was silent for a long time.
"Why don't you speak?" Du Kang asked him as he looked up at the stunned Gongzi Yu.
Gongzi Yu still looked at Mingyue, the corners of his mouth hooked up a beautiful arc, and asked Du Kang rhetorically, "What do you want to hear me say?"
"I..." Du Kang was speechless for a while, and suddenly found that what Gongziyu said seemed to be exactly what he wanted, and what he thought was that there was someone who could comfort and comfort him, saying that this kind of division and combination were common things, and there was no need to be sad and sad cheap chicken soup?
"Or should I take you to see the bloody film like Dick Si's counterattack, the goddess can't regret it?" The white paper folding fan was closed, and the dripping fingertips swirled, and it hit Du Kang's head lightly and heavily, with a crisp sound, "Or drink and skewer with you, and then curse the scumbag to abandon it from beginning to end, and the goddess of money worship has fallen into dust?"
"Mouth full of feces. Du Kang sneered, pulled away the folding fan that was still pressed on top of his head, and looked up at Gongziyu's side face, although he didn't really hear what he said, but from the curvature of the corner of his mouth, he could guess that it was not far from ten...