Chapter 142: Death
"Silence, come here. A very old voice suddenly came out.
The fat monk who was secretly eating chicken legs in the kitchen hurriedly wiped the corners of his mouth, and then froze in place.
Why is this old voice so familiar? And it seems to come from the master's meditation room.
Although he was very puzzled in his heart, the monk still obediently came to Master Dukong's room.
The monk opened the door, and then walked in, and when he saw the vicissitudes of the old monk, he was stunned for a moment.
"Who are you?" the fat monk's eyes were full of doubt and shock.
Where did this old monk come from, and why was he in the master's meditation room?
"Silence, the limit for the teacher is approaching. The old monk opened his cloudy eyes, and then glanced at this stupid apprentice who hadn't even wiped the oil stains clean.
"Master?"
Monk Silence's eyes widened violently, and he asked with an incredulous expression, and even his voice kept trembling.
"Lonely, I know that you have been following as a teacher for the past two years, but you are actually quite aggrieved. After I die, if you want to return to the world, go down the mountain as soon as possible. The tone of Master Wataru was very vicissitudes, and his voice also contained complex emotions.
"Master, the apprentice is not wronged, I think the mountain is very good, I don't want to be vulgar. The fat monk had tears on his face.
"Come here. Master Dukong beckoned to the fat monk, a simple movement, but it seemed to use up all the strength of his body.
The fat monk did not hesitate at all, and he crawled in front of the master of the crossing.
Master Wataku's eyes were full of kindness, and he reached out and touched the fat monk's smooth head.
The fat monk's eyes were full of tears, and the whole person kept sobbing there.
He didn't expect that his powerful master was about to die, and he would become such an old man.
Master Watari stretched out his hand tremblingly, and then wiped the greasy corners of the fat monk's mouth.
This is the first time that Master Watana has made such an intimate gesture to this uncompetitive apprentice.
"Poof!"
The fat monk knelt directly in front of Master Wakong, and he kept kowtowing to the master.
"Silence, the cycle of life and death is human nature, so you don't have to be too sad. Master Watatsu's tone was very flat, without the slightest wave.
"Master, isn't there any other way? I don't want you to die, you are my only relative in this world. The fat monk cried like a child, and he said in a choked voice.
Master Watari slowly closed his eyes, then shook his head.
"In the future, that black tiger will be your mount, its strength is not bad, it should be able to keep you safe. Master Wataru said with his eyes closed.
"Tick Tick"
Tears kept dripping to the ground, and the fat monk clenched his fists tightly.
"Okay, you go down, I want to be quiet for the teacher. Master Waku returned his hand to the monk of Silence, and then said softly.
"Yes, master. The fat monk said these words slowly, and his voice kept trembling.
The fat monk cautiously walked out of the master's room, and when he came to the door, he suddenly turned his head and knelt in front of the door.
"Knock knock!"
The fat monks kept kowtowing to each other against the door, and even blood stained their foreheads.
After a long while, the fat monk slowly stood up, and then left here in three steps and one turn.
"After all, the Buddha and the demon have a different path........." Master Wataku suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly, and his tone was full of sadness.
A faint breeze blew softly, and then the blue light on the table went out.
A trace of red blood flowed from the corner of Master Watana's mouth, and then he slowly lowered his head, and his breath dissipated.
..................
Honglian, who was sitting on the steps at the foot of the mountain, turned her head suddenly, and then looked at a place infatuatedly.
"What's wrong?" Chu Yun asked at Red Lotus with some confusion.
Honglian didn't answer Chu Yun, her eyelashes kept fluttering, and her face turned pale.
"Stinky monk, it's bad luck for me to meet you in this life, I hope I won't meet you again in the next life!" Honglian's face was full of bitterness, and she murmured with tears in her eyes.
Although she said so, Honglian didn't think so in her heart.
If there is really reincarnation, then I will still pester you in the next life!
Before Chu Yun could react, Red Lotus's body suddenly turned into a streamer, and then disappeared in place in an instant.
The figure of the red lotus appeared in the meditation room of the master of the crossing sky, and she walked forward step by step.
When he saw the old and unfamiliar face of the master of the crossing sky, the tears of the red lotus kept sliding down like a broken embankment.
Red Lotus's body leaned over, she snuggled into the arms of the Watari Master, and then stretched out a hand and trembled to touch the Watari Master's face.
Red Lotus felt less like a human face than a dead tree bark.
"Fool, what a fool! How can there be a big fool like you in this world!" "Red Lotus kept rubbing the dry face of Master Dukong, as if caressing the smoothest white jade in the world.
"Stinky monk, you said how nice it would be if I were a person. In that case, maybe we won't have to go through so many tribulations and we will be together forever. Red Lotus muttered to herself, her voice full of longing.
Red Lotus gently broke the hands of Master Watana, and a broken red bell was revealed.
"Fool ........." Honglian's tears couldn't stop dripping.
It's just a gift from himself, but he hasn't left for hundreds of years.
Even until the moment of death, he still clutched the bell tightly in both hands.
How stupid this stupid monk should be.
It's really silly and distressing.
Red Lotus gave Master Watari a deep look, and then her face began to turn pale.
A huge force emanated from Red Lotus's body.
Red Lotus slowly opened her mouth, and a red demon pill spat out of her mouth.
That demon pill looked very magical, and there were countless mysterious brilliance circulating on it.
Red Lotus's face was terrifyingly pale, with almost no trace of blood.
Red Lotus gently broke open the mouth of Master Watara.
The red demon pill suspended in mid-air flew in in an instant.
Red Lotus gently closed Master Wataku's mouth, then closed his eyes and lay quietly in his arms.
It's ridiculous to say, they've known each other for hundreds of years, but it's the first time they've been intimate like this.
"Forget me, you and I are not people of the same world after all. You are the Buddha of the Dharma, and I am just a little goblin........." Honglian's voice was very weak, and her breath became vague.
"Tick-tock. ”
A tear slowly slipped from the corner of the Watari Master's eye.