The house blackened by the medicine was low and old, and it was a house without men.

The strong smell of medicine in the room made people feel sick.

But this is the environment, although the man lying on the bed is skinny, he is still clean, and his body does not have the filth of being in a hospital bed for a long time.

Obviously, the woman takes care of the man very well and cleanly.

But no matter how hard a woman tries, a man will not be able to do it after all, this is a man who is dying of tuberculosis.

The man didn't want to burden his wife, so he raised his hand vigorously and said, "You can remarry!"

The woman laughed and scolded, not impressed.

The man's heart is like a knife, if he can still write a letter of resignation, he will take good care of his wife to divorce, although the reputation of being divorced is not good, but it is better than Kefu.

The man knew that there were already many people pointing fingers at his wife behind her back, saying that she was a goblin to overcome her life.

The man felt that he was going to die, and he had to draw a line with his wife before dying, at least so as to prove that his wife was definitely not a goblin of Kefu.

But he can't do it now if he wants to divorce his wife, he's a wreck, a wreck who can't do anything.

He can't do anything, at least he can do one thing, and that is to try not to die like this.

If Heaven could give him another hour, then he would definitely use this hour to write hard to divorce his wife.

It's a pity that God is stingy and ruthless, let alone an hour, even a pillar of incense is not given to him, he can only lie on the bed and wait for death to come.

At this time, the woman put the ugly statue on the table, the man lying on the bed wrinkled, the woman worshipped many immortals, there were pig fairies, fox fairies, in short, the women will be able to meet the gods have worshipped, but the result, do not ask.

Although the man knew that these immortals were useless at all, he couldn't deprive the woman of the last hope, in fact, even if he knew that it was useless, every time his wife brought back the immortal spirit rune and fairy water elixir, he couldn't wait to eat it, and he always had a thought in his heart about what if, what if it was useful?

But he just didn't hit this one in case.

However, the man of this statue had a strange feeling in his eyes, a very wonderful feeling, the man thought, maybe because this statue was too ugly, the statues that his wife had brought back in the past were all heroic or majestic and terrifying, only this statue ...... It looks like a ball of that has been casually crumpled into a statue.

The statue looked too coping, as if the person who carved it was in a terrible mood and had only gotten drunk so much.

Such a statue is really shameless to worship when it is used.

The man looked at his wife's back, he felt that his wife was really cornered, although she was always smiling in front of him, always looking very happy, but the man knew that the woman covered her face with a pillow in the middle of the night and shrugged her shoulders silently, if he could, he really wanted to spread his arms in his arms in such a dark night, and comforted her, but he couldn't do it, he couldn't do it.

The woman didn't know that every time she saw her smile, the man's heart was dripping blood.

The woman thought that her smile could make her husband relax, happy, and get rid of the haze, but she didn't know that her smile was like a mountain, pressing heavily on the man's heart, like a carving knife, carving the man's heart to blood.

Seeing his wife kneel down and kowtow respectfully to the ugly and vague statue, the man's eyes instantly turned red, the man looked at the statue, he didn't think that such a statue carved by even the craftsman who carved him had a mind to cope with errands could be of any use, but he still prayed sincerely with all his strength, but he was not praying that he could live, but praying, hoping that after his death, his wife's life would be smooth sailing, and he would never torture her with such a thing as him.

"No matter who you are, whether you are a god or not, I use all my life, although there is only a little, a little bit of life left, to beg you, please, let this woman in front of me be able to get a happy life in the future, I know that my request is too much, because I have not much left in my life, maybe there is only one day left, it is really a luxury to exchange such a short life for the sexual happiness of a person's life, but I still beg you, to help me, to help my wife, she is so bitter, please, please, please, please......”

"Please, please......"

Fang Dang opened his eyes suddenly, and the light in his eyes flickered!

The power of faith is opened!

Fang Dang was finally able to feel the power of faith pouring into his body.

These powers of faith are still very weak, and they can't even be called beliefs, but as long as the power of faith is opened up and Fang Dang can begin to accept faith, then Fang Dang is equivalent to having an inexhaustible reservoir! Although this reservoir is only limited to the mortal world, it is already quite good news for Fang Dang now.

All this is due to this power with the most powerful spiritual power, relying on the most sincere request to break through the gap between Fang Dang and the power of faith.

At this moment, in the room blackened by herbs, the woman kneeling and the man lying on the bed widened their eyes in unison, and on the table in front of them, the ugly statue suddenly cracked a crack, and under the gap, a golden light bloomed.

Then, the shell of the ugly statue withered away like dust, revealing a statue of a man with three heads and six arms, eyes slightly closed, and a face full of compassion.

The statue seems to give people a sense of believing in Him.

Then a faint aura appeared on the back of the statue's head, and a voice came: "Quasi!"

Then the man suddenly had a sharp pain in his chest, rolled on the bed, the woman was shocked and quickly turned around, trying to hold the man down but there was nowhere to start, the husband who was originally powerless was now infinitely powerful, and she couldn't control him at all.

I saw that my husband's face had been suffocated into pitch black. The woman howled and cried, quickly turned around, and kowtowed: "Daxian, Daxian, I will never ask you to save my husband again, I just ask you to make him suffer less, I am wrong, I am wrong, I am wrong...... Please, please...... He can't stand such a toss......"

At this moment, there was a loud bang behind her, and then a pop, and the woman turned her head to look at it in a hurry, and saw her husband lying on the bedside and vomiting a large pool of black blood like a fountain.

The woman froze at this point, frozen, and didn't know what to do.

One of her husband's faces was gray, and it looked like dead ashes, the color of the dead man, and the pupils that looked at her husband began to dim......

The woman felt her heart crumpled and could barely breathe in pain.

"You give him back to me......"

The woman shouted and waved off the chair next to her, slammed it on the statue's body, and smashed the statue directly into the air, breaking into eight petals with a snap, and the whole room echoed with the angry scream, and the piercing scream of the Buddha statue shattering.

"Don't, don't ......" The man lying on the head of the bed said these two words with difficulty, and then took a breath, and his gray face began to gradually become rosy.

It's like a withered flower blooming back with a lot of life.

The man couldn't believe his state at this time, he tried to use his arms to exert force, and then he actually supported his body, his legs could move easily, the man's eyes straightened, and then like a newborn baby, he tried to probe the ground with his feet, and then, with a force, the man stood up suddenly......

The woman with a sad face also straightened her eyes at this time, and looked blankly at her husband who had been bedridden for ten years on the other side.

The man hesitated for a long time and finally took the first step, shaking slightly, but a feeling clearly told the man that he could, he could, he could go.

The woman opposite looked at the man who was walking towards her step by step, crying profusely, constantly pulling her hair with her hands, she dreamed of such a scene countless times in her dreams, but after a day, she was one step further away from such a dream.

But...... Right now...... This scene actually happened in front of her.

The woman sobbed silently, letting the tears wet the clothes on her chest.

Finally, the hands held her tightly into their arms.

The woman's shoulders jerked violently......

"Cry, cry loudly in my arms, you don't have to cry secretly in the future, no, in the future, I will never teach you to cry again......"

Ahh......h

The cry that had been suppressed for ten years finally sounded at this moment, in the arms of this man, and the low old house trembled slightly in this cry, and the rich and disgusting medicinal gas was sent out of this old house in this cry......

Thousands of miles away, Fang Dang reached out and touched the corner of his mouth, wiping the blood away.

His current cultivation is not yet able to save people's lives, Fang Dang used all the power of faith he can collect at the moment to help the man recover his body, and then, Fang Dang used his own longevity to help the man continue his life, for this, Fang Dang paid fifty years of longevity.

Fang Dang originally ignited a hundred years of longevity when he was practicing Huanxi Zen, and now he has sent it out for another fifty years, and Fang Dang really doesn't have much longevity left.

The longevity of a Danshi like Fang Dang is simply priceless compared to the longevity of an ordinary mortal man, and it is really a great waste to use Fang Dang's longevity to extend the life of a mere mortal man.

However, Fang Dang didn't feel that it was a waste, if it weren't for this man's sincere prayer and opening up Fang Dang's power of faith, then he Fang Dang might not be able to live for long.

In the eyes of others, Fang Dang used Shouyuan to extend the life of mortals, but in Fang Dang's opinion, he used his Shouyuan to repay the other party's life-saving grace.

From this point of view, Fang Dang felt that he had taken advantage.

Of course, the choice lies in Fang Dang, and Fang Dang can completely collect the power of the man's faith, but do nothing.

No one could ask Fang Dang to do anything.

Fang Dang is very respectful of the Buddha's words, if you want to ask for faith, you must give first, only the harvest without giving is not able to strengthen the relationship between each other.

Fang Dang is willing to pay what he deserves for what he earns.

Moreover, Fang Dang was really moved by the man's love for his wife, no one in this world can save you, your wife can't save you, only you can save yourself, the man was saved, not because of her wife's prayers, but the man's own prayers played a role, the man's sincere love for his wife penetrated the layers of barriers, and opened up the channel of communication between Fang Dang and the power of faith.

The men and women in the house hugged each other tightly, tears wet each other's shoulders, the man suddenly remembered something, looked towards the ground, the woman seemed to remember something at the same time, and the two looked at the eight-petaled statue on the ground.

Then the two exclaimed in surprise, and quickly knelt in front of the statue, kowtowing more than once, this time the two were extremely pious.

In the end, the two picked up the eight-petaled statue on the ground, and the woman boiled glutinous rice glue and carefully glued the golden statue together.

Then the two of them bowed down to the statue again.

They were terrified in their hearts, wondering if the god would be disrespectful to punish them.

Thousands of miles away, Fang Dang sat in the sedan chair and listened to the pious words of the two, feeling the concentration of the true and pure power of faith.

The power of such pure faith is dozens or even hundreds of times more than that of ordinary people who pray casually.

Fang Dang was immersed in the encirclement of the power of faith, and a faint ring began to gradually form at the back of Fang Dang's head, this ring was still a lot away from forming, but this step was the most critical, and the rest was only a matter of how to accumulate.

Fang Dang did not stop the two of them from praying in fear, because, in faith, fear is also very important, and it is of extraordinary importance.

They smashed Fang Dang's golden body, and it was right for them to panic for a while. Moreover, Fang Dang really lacked such pure faith power now.

At this time, the two people in the hut were also busy all night, and the sky outside was white.

The man felt that his body had endless energy, he had not stepped out of the room for a long time, and for the past ten years, he had been looking at the outside world through the window, and the world outside the window had become extremely strange to him.

The sun gradually became brighter outside.

The man looked at the sunlight that was gradually approaching outside the house, and suddenly gave birth to a kind of fear, and said in a low voice: "Lady, you say ...... Once the sun shines on me, will it all disappear like a bubble?"

The woman couldn't help but feel a little nervous when she heard this, and then reached out and held the re-glued golden statue on the table in her arms.

"Don't be afraid, this immortal will be with us, besides...... Even if everything in this world is gone, I will stand by your side. ”

Saying that, the woman grabbed the man's arm, although she was a little apprehensive in her heart, but one hand held the fairy statue tightly, and the other hand held her man, the woman gave birth to countless courages, no matter how difficult it was for ten years, she had already suffered, and now she was not afraid of anything.

The man stood in the sun, feeling the slight itch and warmth brought by the sun, and at this moment, the man really believed that he had crawled out of the grave.

Ten years, this evil disease made him a ghost for ten years!

It was the god who turned him from a ghost into a man and dragged him out of his grave.

This time, the man couldn't help but kneel in front of the statue again, kowtowing more than once, and at this time, the surrounding neighbors also gathered and looked at this scene curiously.

When they recognized that the one who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowing was Mr. Zhao, who had been alive for two days, these neighbors were all shocked, Mr. Zhao was also a famous talent here, and he was admitted to Xiucai, but when he was about to further gain fame, he suddenly contracted a serious disease, and since then he has never walked out of the house, and the neighbors always went to visit at first, but seeing that Mr. Zhao was not getting better, the Zhao family's family situation became more and more sad, and there were fewer and fewer people willing to come to the door.

A few days ago, when Lang Zhong came, he said that Mr. Zhao's illness could not drag on for five days, and many neighbors have begun to think about Mr. Zhao's going to Japan these days, and even have good things to prepare to include Mr. Zhao's wife in their own court, after all, Mr. Zhao has been sick for ten years, and how Zhao treats him is obvious to all.

But how did this dying man come out alive? Isn't this a corpse?

Just when the neighbors around him were all frightened, Mr. Zhao stood up and said to the neighbors: "Zhao has been sick and bedridden for the past ten years, thank you neighbors for taking care of you, I also know that the insider has an account book, and he has borrowed a lot of food money in the past ten years, and Zhao will find a way to return it to you as soon as possible." ”

Seeing that there was still no one around to speak, Mr. Zhao straightened up and said with a smile: "Fellow neighbors, don't worry, my illness has really been cured." Saying that, Mr. Zhao also shook his arm and twisted his waist to prove that he was alive and well.

"Mr. Zhao, you ...... I don't believe it, I don't ......believe it," the one in the crowd spoke was Lang Zhong, who had just left Mr. Zhao with a pulse diagnosis a few days ago and couldn't survive for five days.

He knows best what Mr. Zhao's illness is, he is not a quack, and he believes in his own judgment, so he is 10,000 inexplicable that Mr. Zhao has become like this in his mortal life.

At the same time, if Mr. Zhao is not the same as the pump today, then his signboard for practicing medicine will be completely smashed. From now on, what kind of face will he have to practice medicine here?

Mr. Zhao bowed deeply to Lang Zhong and said respectfully: "Li Langzhong, I know that you have given up your medicinal materials and me, and you don't even charge the consultation fee, your kindness I can't forget, the reason why I was able to survive today is not because Lang Zhong miscalculated, but because I was saved by the gods!"

When Mr. Zhao spoke, his eyes lit up......