When Su Jing put Su Yaozhu on the donkey's back, she was a little unhappy, and the soft meat pad turned into a skinny rough skin. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The little monk who pulled the donkey pursed her lips, her eyes were full of distress, she just wanted to grin and tell the child that she was okay, the little monk touched the thin donkey's sparse little mane, and said: "Shui Bao, thank you for your hard work, it must be very heavy, I'll help you carry some water bladders." ”

As he spoke, he shook a little glance at her.

Come down, come down, unconscionable aunt.

Su Yaozhu narrowed his fox eyes, and suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with lying on the back of a donkey, and hummed to the sound of the copper bell.

The team re-entered the road, and every time they saw one or two zombies swaying over, a neat and low chant came out of the mouths of this group of monks, the scriptures were obscure, and they should not have been able to understand it, Su Yaozhu didn't listen carefully to what they were reading, Shentai realized it in an instant, but she couldn't catch the feeling that flashed by.

The toothless zombie bit a few times in the air, his face suddenly softened, his lips closed, his head shook, his center of gravity fell to the ground unsteadily, his arms were still waving, and he unintentionally dug away the mud and sand beside him, and buried himself in it little by little.

"......" Su Yaozhu.

What the is this sorcery?

Xuan Jue looked at the half of the yellow smoke that suddenly rose in the distance, it was a large amount of wind and sand that was swept into the air, and stared: "The sand famine is coming, let's go back, hurry up, they can't last long in the clear space." ”

"What is a sand famine?" While the group turned their heads, Su Yaozhu looked at Xujue and asked him.

"The environment of Huangshawan has become very bad since a few years ago, often blowing dust and sand, and forming a sand famine when it is severe, usually once a half month, it will float to Lihe Town, bringing damage to the houses, every time the sand famine passes, even if the poor monks are well prepared, some people will get into the plague." Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, and looked at her with a gaze full of worry, "The people you see are all sick people who have been incured by the plague but have not died, they have suffered evil qi and become the living dead, whether they are against their own kind or people, they are all aggressive, and the people of Lihe Town call these sick people zombies, but they are also so sad, it is better to live than to die." ”

Su Jing didn't speak all the way, even when Su Yaozhu poked him with his finger, he just turned his head and smiled faintly at her, and then turned his head to look at the monks of all sizes in the team, especially when they chanted, his expression was incomprehensible.

"You are a Buddhist cultivator, do you want to follow these people to become a monk when you see them?" Su Yaozhu said to him secretly, in a playful tone.

Su Jing made a nasal sound, lowered his head slightly and chuckled, as if helpless and self-deprecating.

He didn't reply to her words, and Su Yaozhu, who originally thought he would refute, was also silent.

The sand famine is more ferocious than imagined, when the group walked far away from Lihe Town, looking over, the continuous houses outside the circle seemed to be coiled with a yellow demon, with a bloody mouth to swallow the whole land, the wind and sand rolled, the house was uprooted, torn in the air, scattered into debris, smashed out a large dust mist, and the cycle repeated.

Su Yaozhu used the method of space to open his eyes, and a series of golden runes continued to fly out, winding to resist the sand desolation, but the sand desolation was too huge, and the golden light on the runes kept flickering, and some of them still leaked out and rolled up from the ground.

Void Jue quickened his pace, although he didn't speak, a group of monks all consciously quickened their speed, and soon they were less than a mile away from Lihe Town, rows of monks of different ages sat cross-legged on the ground in front of the town, closed their eyes, recited mysterious scriptures in their mouths, and dozens of mouths opened and closed, weaving a large net to encompass the raging sand famine.

Feeling the void, the monks also sat cross-legged on the ground and began to chant.

Su Yaozhu's strength recovered a lot, and he got down from the donkey and prepared to take a closer look at the situation, but was stopped by Su Jing.

"Don't come closer."

"You're finally talking, what do you see, tell me." Su Yaozhu looked at him, his body wanted to act, and he didn't want to stop her momentum if he didn't make it clear.

She always felt that this group of monks didn't look like ordinary monks, but she didn't know anything about Buddhist cultivation, and Su Jing should know much more than her.

"Do you feel the power of desire here?"

Su Jing smiled bitterly, his expression a little dignified.

"Also, you're not a Buddha, so how can you feel it? If I guessed correctly, the biggest effect of mustard beans on the Xia family or the Zhu family is the wish power here, it can ensure the safety of one party, and it can also protect the prosperity of a family, but all of this is based on the pain of the people here. ”

"Willpower?" Su Yaozhu held her head, "Is it the prayer of these people?" ”

"A simple prayer will not produce a wish, only sincere gratitude will give birth to a wish, these monks do not care about their own safety, the evil qi of the sick, resist the invasion of the sand, the surviving people are naturally very grateful to them, it is the sacrifice of this world, in exchange for such a powerful willingness."

"But if this continues, won't those mortals die soon?" She didn't think that in such a harsh environment, these people could survive for a lifetime.

"Can't you let people in from the outside when you're dead? Dao Xiu has come in, and he is like a mortal here. Su Jing's gaze turned to the rows of monks, "What's more, there are these people, who are not so easy to die." ”

"But they're just mortals."

Su Jing was obviously a little angry, looked at her and sneered: "Sister, these people are originally monks in the mortal world, yes, but under such a powerful will, they can be called pure Buddha cultivation compared to me, and their cultivation is far beyond me." What should we say about us, who are now inferior to them? ”

Su Yaozhu looked at it, leaned on the donkey, took a sip of the water bladder, she was really not qualified to say that kind of thing.

The invasion of the sand famine lasted for most of the day, and even Yu Wei lasted for a while.

Some people in the town came out one after another, brought water to the monks to drink, and some people saw the two unfamiliar faces of Su Yaozhu and Su Jing, who were not as thin as them, and also handed water.

After Su Yaozhu took the water bladder, the person who delivered the water said: "Save some drink, there is not much water in the patio." ”

"Patio?"

"You are outsiders, naturally you don't know, we are short of water here, there is only one well in the town, every time the sand famine passes, it will continue to flow water until it is filled to the mouth of the well, and the people in the town can only rely on that well for half a month to survive, it is our patio."

Su Yaozhu held the water bladder and suddenly felt heavy.

"That's ...... Two girls? ”

The sudden sound behind her made her body stiffen.

(To be continued.) )