The boy endured the pain in his head, and after a while, the pain moved down from his head and spread to his whole body, and this pain was not a pain in the flesh, but a pain from every vein in his body, and now his whole body was bruised, as if the blood vessels in his body might explode at any time. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The boy continued to endure the pain, which did not stop until the fat monk had finished reciting the seventh, seventh, and forty-ninth recitations, and the boy closed his eyes and did not make any sound during the whole process. If this is someone else, even if he doesn't lose his life because of this pain, at least he will cry wolf, and the perseverance of the young man can be seen.

After the pain stopped, the whole person in front of him relaxed, but when he relaxed, he fainted directly, and his face was bloodless. The fat monk hurriedly helped him into the room on the side of the hall, where there was only one bed, and on the bed lay a little boy with a yellow face and thin muscles. At first glance, you can tell that it is a long-term illness in bed.

"Brother, brother, what's wrong with you!" Seeing the fat monk helping the boy into the house, the little boy looked panicked and struggled to get up from the bed. The fat monk took advantage of the situation to put the boy on the bed, then motioned to the little boy not to disturb the boy first, and took the little boy's hand and left the house.

"Little donor, how long have you been sick?" After leading the little boy to the hall, the fat monk squatted down, looked at the little boy, and asked kindly.

"It's been half a year!" the little boy replied boldly when he saw that the fat monk did not look like a bad person.

"It's really hard for you, to suffer like this at a young age. The fat monk sighed.

"I'm not hard! it's my brother who is bitter, with me such a drag oil bottle, otherwise he must be the one who can achieve great things!" the little boy shook his head.

"Master, what's wrong with my brother, was he fine when he went out!" Seeing that the fat monk didn't speak for a long time, the little boy continued to ask.

"He's fine, but it's going to take some time before he recovers completely!Little donor, if the old man can save your life, but you have to let your brothers separate, will you agree?" the fat monk raised his eyes to look at the little boy and asked tentatively.

"I, I definitely don't agree, I'd rather die than leave my brother!I, but if my brother had known, he would have forced you to take me! Master, you, don't tell my brother that you can save me?" the little boy said with a choked voice, and looked at the fat monk pitifully.

"Let's go and see how your brother is doing!" the fat monk did not say anything to the little boy's plea, and then stood up and walked directly to the room where the boy was lying, and the little boy had to follow him in. At this time, the young man on the bed had already regained his blood color on his face.

"Master, save my brother!" When the boy woke up, it was already the third watch of the night shift, and the fat monk was still standing by the bed guarding the boy, and the little boy who had been sick for a long time had already gone to sleep in another room, and the first thing the boy said when he woke up was to ask the fat monk to save his brother, because since the death of his parents, this brother was his everything. No matter what he does, it is for his brother, but, half a year ago his brother contracted a strange disease, he sought medical treatment everywhere, but no effect, two months ago I heard that there is a miracle medicine in the Leifeng Tower of Hangzhou City that can cure his brother, so he took the risk to get it, but who knew that the medicine was not taken, and he almost took his life. At this time, this was the time when he had no way out, and he happened to meet this fat monk who seemed to have great powers, so he had to put aside his prejudice against monks and Taoists and ask the old monk for help.

"The little donor can rest assured, the old man also said that there are two purposes for coming here, one is to return the lost soul of the little donor, and the other is to save the relatives of the little donor. So, I will definitely save your brother!" Seeing the young man's pleading, the fat monk immediately responded.

"Then thank you master, I, Wei Haoxuan, have to repay the master even if I am a cow and a horse!" When the young man heard this, he immediately felt grateful, and struggled to get up from the bed, but he was helpless and couldn't get up.

"Little donor and slow down, your body is not suitable for activities now, and you need bed rest!" The fat monk stepped forward and helped the young man up, and then continued: "The first of this trip is to return the lost soul of the little benefactor, and the second is to save the little benefactor's younger brother!" If you want to save the little donor's brother, you must first go to the little donor, because your brothers are in the same breath, your life is not guaranteed, and your brother's life is also not guaranteed, and if you want to save the little donor's life, you must change your name, first of all, you must change your name, change your surname from Wei to soul, soul, is a ghost in the clouds, helpless, so that you have no connection with your brother, alone, the second is to change the Hao in your name to Hao next to the white, because you are destined to restrain with water, therefore, the words in your name can not be related to water, third, you can no longer live with your brother, so as to ensure that your brother is safe and sound, these three points can be done？”

"According to what the master said, from now on, there will be no Wei Haoxuan in the world, only Soul Haoxuan! After my body recovers, I will travel with the master and never live with him again!" After listening to the words of the fat monk, the young man experienced a battle between heaven and man, and finally made up his mind.

"Okay, since the little donor can make up his mind, then the old man is waiting here, the little donor's soul has just returned to its place, it will take three days and three nights to move freely, and after three days and three nights, the little donor will leave with the old man!" the old monk said in a deep voice.

"Good!" the boy nodded heavily.

As you know, this night, the young man's younger brother was lying on the door and quietly listening to the conversation between the young man and the fat monk, until he heard tears streaming down his face. He told himself that he must live well and must not live up to his brother's good intentions.

Three days later, the boy regained his mobility, and quietly followed the fat monk out of the small tile house and left the town, leaving only the money he had accumulated in the past few years. He wants to live, and he wants his younger brother to live well, this is his choice. As the fat monk inadvertently told him, people of your age should not have embarked on that road, but since you have embarked on this road, there is no way back to go, you can only keep walking, go down carefully, and do your best not to let yourself die on this road! This is also the belief that he has been adhering to for more than ten years!

"It turns out that you were listening outside the door that day, ah Haoran! No wonder you never blame me, no wonder you still treat me for so many years, no matter what happens, you still regard me as your most beloved person, it turns out, you know everything!" Now the soul Haoxuan next to the light curtain, looking at the replay of the old things in the light curtain, sighed with emotion, he has always been cold, and his eyes are full of tears. The picture on the light curtain came to an abrupt halt, and it quickly transitioned to the next one. (To be continued.) )