Xuyan's eyes looked feverishly at the golden corpse, and the scripture on the corpse was divided into three layers, and Xuyan's years of study had little effect.

It wasn't until Tang Ao sent it to the door that it was a slight improvement in the first layer of the society, thinking that Tang Ao had entered the door in just one day, Xuyan felt lost at the same time, and the strange light in his eyes bloomed.

"After picking up the golden body, it is my chance to meet Tang Ao, given time, I will definitely be able to replace Tang Ao, the top priority is to follow the tips of the golden body scriptures, cultivate Tang Ao, and devour it when the time is ripe."

"It's a pity that every time I fall asleep, the stay time is too short, and the pills concocted from various drugs collected are not enough, how can Tang Ao do it for as little as ten days, and as long as February and March?"

The next day, when Tang Ao woke up, he felt sticky and uncomfortable, his nose could smell the faint sour smell on his body, and when he looked down, there was a layer of dirt hanging on his originally fair and pink skin.

Thinking back to the situation last night, Tang Ao had palpitations, his eyes fell on the small porcelain bottle and the scriptures, and he hesitated whether to take pills and read the scriptures.

"Master Xuyan won't harm me." Tang Ao trusted Xuyan in every way, and after saying this, he picked up the porcelain bottle and poured out the pill, swallowed it in one gulp, and continued to study the scriptures he didn't understand very well.

Day after day, winter turns to spring, Tang Ao has come to the Biochemical Temple for a full year and a half, witnessing the passage of time, in addition to Tang Ao's taller figure, there is also Xuyan's increasingly thin face.

Tang Ao didn't understand why Master Xuyan's health was getting worse and worse after a cold storm.

Every time he saw the skinny Master Xuyan, Tang Ao's heart couldn't help but feel sour, and he didn't dare to disobey Master Xuyan's orders at all.

Even though Master Xuyan now gave him several more pills, the taste became more and more strange, and the pain was even worse when reciting the scriptures.

Today is the day of Tang Ao's homework for Xuyan's examination, in addition to the four books and five classics, Buddhist classics, the most important thing is the "Taishang Guardian Tiantong Sutra".

Tang Ao has studied more than 2,000 words, and he can recite his dreams from beginning to end, but Tang Ao has not dreamed for a long time.

I vaguely remember that since entering the Biochemical Temple, he hadn't had any dreams, including the strange dreams that would make him suddenly disappear and appear suddenly.

Xuyan is now bedridden, thin and skinny, but his eyes are still bright, especially when he looks at Tang Ao, he makes no secret of his attention and doting on Tang Ao.

After the ordinary homework examination, Tang Ao came to Master Xuyan and stretched out his arm according to his habit, reciting the scriptures silently in his heart, and the heat flow of his whole body was emitted between his chest and abdomen, which was very hot, so that Tang Ao couldn't help but snort.

Xuyan's three black thin fingers like bamboo knots fell on Tang Ao's veins, feeling the heat flow of Tang Ao flowing through his body, Xuyan's eyes showed a touch of disappointment, he took out a porcelain bottle from under the pillow and handed it to Tang Ao, and ordered: "From today onwards, double the pills you take." ”

Tang Ao took the porcelain bottle and pushed it to Master Xuyan: "Master, you should keep these medicines and eat them!" My body is already strong and I don't need to take any more medicine. ”

"If you don't understand, it's going to be soon." Xuyan patted Tang Ao's head, as if he was saying to Tang Ao, and as if he was saying to himself: "For the sake of the mountain, how can you fall short, don't worry, don't worry." ”

After Tang Ao left, Xuyan struggled to get up from the meditation bed and struggled to the underground secret room, nearly two years have passed, and the golden corpse in the secret room is now dim.

Xuyan sat cross-legged opposite the corpse, and when he recited the scriptures in his mouth, the scriptures that originally appeared on the corpse appeared on Xuyan's body one by one, and only a few words remained on the corpse, and the traces became weaker and fader.

"Years of waiting, the pain of devouring the flesh, I hope it won't be in vain, Tang Ao, no matter who you are, everything you have will eventually belong to me, this day will not be too long."

Although Xuyan told Tang Ao not to go outside the Shenghua Temple to pick wild vegetables, Tang Ao still went the next day.

Because Tang Ao found that Master Xuyan drank the soup he cooked, his face looked much better, and the effect was so remarkable, of course he couldn't give up halfway.

When it was not dawn, Tang Ao left the Shenghua Temple with a wooden shovel and a blanket on his back, and it only took an hour to dig two bags full of wild vegetables.

Just as he was about to return the same way, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, and the rising morning sun was obscured by dark clouds, followed by raindrops the size of beans, and at the same time the wind howled and lightning thundered.

Tang Ao was afraid that the road would slip and fall and stain the wild vegetables, so he stuffed the blanket into his arms and hurriedly ran under an ancient tree.

Tang Ao wiped the rain from his face, and suddenly heard the neighing of horses in his ears, and saw a horse-drawn carriage galloping on the road in the distance through the rain curtain, and where the wheels passed, there were waves more than one person high.

"Stop, stop......"

Tang Ao saw the speeding carriage, and suddenly remembered that there was a ditch on the road ahead, which would be deeper after being washed away by the rain, and at the speed of this carriage, the car would definitely be destroyed and killed.

Tang Ao's shout was drowned out by the rolling thunder, and seeing the carriage rushing towards the rapid-flowing ravine, Tang Ao subconsciously covered his eyes, unable to bear to see the tragedy happen.

"Hiss."

The tragic neighing of the horses came, Tang Ao opened his eyes, and subconsciously let out a sigh of relief, only to see that the carriage of the carriage had been broken, and the horses pulling the carriage fell to their knees on their fronts.

It was just a little bit before the whole wagon was about to sink into the rushing torrent.

Tang Ao trotted to the carriage and found that the driver was bleeding from his forehead, lying on the wheels with his side face, and screaming in his mouth.

Looking at the carriage, a boy about ten years old supported a middle-aged man, and the middle-aged man was still carrying a heavy burden on his shoulders.

"Don't move forward, the car will roll into the water, give me your hand." Tang Ao stretched out his little hand, held hands with the boy in the carriage, and slowly dragged the two people out of the carriage with all his might, and moved the injured coachman to a safe place, and the four people were already poured into soup.

At this time, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, the flash flood was out, and the horses and carts that stayed by the ravine were swept away by the turbulent water, and the sorrow of the horses quickly disappeared.

The boy who was about ten years old bowed to Tang Ao, and his tone was immature but sincere: "Thank you, if it weren't for you waving your hands to remind us, we would have lost a torrent at the moment. ”

Tang Ao hurriedly returned the salute and folded his hands: "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, how can I not save myself when I see death, a few people are soaked in clothes and the vehicle is damaged, it is better to go to the biochemical temple at the foot of the mountain to rest for a while." ”

"It turned out to be a little master, and there is a temple, of course we have to pay tribute to a stick of incense." The middle-aged man seemed to have just recovered from his fright, and looked in the direction Tang Ao pointed, and sure enough, he saw patches of red walls and green tiles.

Tang Ao was hot on the ancient road, leading the way in front of his head, and a group of four people walked quickly to the Shenghua Temple in the rain, knocked on the temple door, and the two little novices saw that it was Tang Ao, and they didn't dare to slack off and call their uncle.

Because of worshipping Xuyan as a teacher, Tang Ao has a very high rank in the Biochemical Temple, and the snobbish monk Fa Zhen will call Tang Ao a junior brother when he sees him, and the people brought in by Tang Ao naturally dare not show his face.

"I'll go and make some hot soup so that the three donors don't catch the cold." Tang Ao is now very afraid of the wind cold, because Master Xuyan is still suffering from the wind cold!

When Tang Ao returned to the meditation room with the hot soup, the three of them had already changed into dry clothes, and the boy with red lips and white teeth was carefully sorting out more than a dozen books, and he breathed a long sigh of relief when he saw that he was not soaked by the rain.

The three of them thanked Tang Ao again, and reported to their home, Tang Ao knew that there were three people in the line, two masters and one servant, the middle-aged man's surname was Luo Mingyuan, the boy's surname was Luo Mingbin Wang, and the servant was called Qian Bo.

Luo Lu Yuanjing was awarded the Bochang County Order, and returned to his hometown with his son and servants to report the good news, but he didn't expect that if he didn't want to hurry, if it wasn't for Tang Ao's warning, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Luo Luyuan spoke in a crepe manner, with a little bit of the nobility of scholars and officials, Qian Bo was injured and depressed, but Luo Bingwang, who had just escaped, was like a person who had nothing to do, and he chatted with Tang Ao very much.

Tang Ao was in the Shenghua Temple, except for Master Xuyan, who cared for him, the other monks were lukewarm to him, and the little novices of the same age did not dare to talk and laugh with him from his uncle's generation.

At first glance, when I met Luo Bingwang, who was outgoing and cheerful, I intuitively had the right temper, and it didn't take long to look like a playmate and friend who had known him for many years.

When Luo Bin Wang saw Tang Ao's neatly placed books, his eyes lit up and said, "Tang Ao, you still have four books and five classics here, can you let me take a look?" ”

Tang Ao didn't know how valuable these books Master Xuyan gave him, and he didn't know how valuable these engraving and printing books were in the eyes of readers at this time, so he blurted out: "Do you like it?" I'll give you a copy! ”

The gentleman said that it was difficult to chase the horse, and when King Luo Bin heard that Tang Ao was going to give him a book with engraving and printing, his face was slightly red.

This is a heavy gift for scholars, and they deserve to meet in Pingshui, not to mention that Tang Ao just saved their lives!

Luo Bingwang's eyes lit up when he saw more than a dozen of his books, and he picked up one of the very thin ones and handed it to Tang Ao: "Tang Ao, this is a poem I wrote, and I will give it to you." ”

Tang Ao is familiar with the history of the scriptures, but he can't write poems and make articles, he thinks that Luo Bingwang is much more powerful than himself, so he took the poetry collection with both hands, and wrote a five-character quatrain on the first page after opening it.

Goose, goose, goose, song to the sky. The white hair floats in the green water, and the red anthurium plucks the green waves.

Reading this poem, a vivid picture appeared in Tang Ao's mind, and he suddenly felt the wonderfulness of Luo Bingwang's poems, which were vivid and lively.

Looking back, the level of each poem is no less than the first one, Tang Ao came into contact with poetry for the first time, and it was written by people of the same age, so he immediately loved it.

The two children were building their own innocent friendship, and Luo Luyuan saw that the heavy rain outside had passed and the sky was clear.

Eager to return to his hometown, he said, "King Bin, let's go back to the city!" Hire a carriage, and Chanber's injuries will also be treated by Lang Zhong......"

"Stay a little longer, Tang Ao said that he wanted to give me this book too!" Luo Bingwang loves books like his life and loves Tang Ao's book collection.

Luo Luyuan saw Tang Ao stuffing a copy of "Zhou Yi" into Luo Bingwang's hand, and suddenly remembered the origin of Luo Bingwang's name, which was an allusion to Zhou Yizhong, and couldn't help touching the thing in his arms.

Tang Ao saved people first, and donated books later, so it seems that he can only thank Tang Ao with the things in his arms.