Zhao Meng opened his eyes again, it was already two days later, and he had been in a coma for two days and two nights.

Zhao Meng finally understood the danger that the system said, it was too dangerous, and he almost hung up again.

After getting up, he bought a rejuvenating pill in the system mall, which was a life-saving pill, and after eating it, his injuries all over his body were completely healed in a moment, and even the scars were gone.

Zhao Meng's body was wrapped like a zongzi, in fact, he was injured by multiple shrapnel, fortunately, none of the shrapnel remained in the body, which was also a great luck in misfortune, otherwise it would be impossible to operate on him with Zhou Zhuang's medical level.

Ding dong!

The system prompts again: If you don't die again, the happiness value will increase by 1.

This time the reward is very simple, as for the luck value, Zhao Meng also understands it very well, his current luck value is already 2, and the fact that he didn't die this time is probably the role of the luck value, and the skin injury on the body should also be the credit of the luck value.

One life, two luck and three feng shui, luck ranks second, which shows its importance.

"What about Master Mengyi?" Zhao Meng asked weakly.

The people who took care of Zhao Meng in the room were Zhang San and Li Si, and two of them were also injured, but not seriously.

Zhang San said in a low voice: "The master has been seated!"

Zhao Meng's body was shocked, he knew such a result, but he was still very sad.

Dream Relics saved him, and in the rain of cannonballs, Dream Relics' fat body completely covered him under his body, and just like that, he also suffered a lot of injuries.

Under the explanation of Zhang San and Li Si, Zhao Meng learned that Master Mengyi had the golden body of King Kong Xiaowuxiang, and it was difficult to hurt with ordinary sharp weapons, although he was injured under the cannonball, it was not serious.

After Mengyi rescued Zhao Meng, he took the people from the rivers and lakes and the people of the Self-Defense Forces to the position for defense.

The dense artillery rain of the devils lasted for two hours, and then a wing attacked, and Yumeji led the Self-Defense Forces to a desperate duel, repelling the enemy's attacks three times in a row, and the enemy rained down again, after which the enemy completely retreated.

And Zhouzhuang's self-defense forces have been disabled, about 500 people, there are dozens left, and the Dream Relic Master was shot dozens of times, which was strafed by heavy machine guns, and was bombed, and the Dream Relic's body was blown into several pieces......

The dream died very strongly, and Zhao Meng was faintly sad. His past life saved him, he saved himself, and he didn't even know how to repay him.

Zhao Meng also learned about the current situation in Zhouzhuang, the entire Zhouzhuang was basically in ruins, and only a few mansions were fine.

Ten rooms and nine emptiness, a large number of people died, and the rest also fled, it can be said that Zhouzhuang was completely scrapped, and there was no need for the devils to occupy it.

In the past two days, the devil's brigade drove over, there were 30,000 or 40,000 people, and every wave of people and horses would carry out intensive bombardment of Zhouzhuang.

It is obvious that the devil just wants to cross the road, does not want to cause trouble, and after the artillery fire, pass quickly.

The Zhou family is really a person of great luck, Zhouzhuang has not been bombarded by shells, and the few houses of the Zhou family are among them.

Zhao Meng was in the courtyard of the Zhou family, he walked out of the compound, there was black smoke everywhere, rubble everywhere, and a sense of tragedy filled his heart.

Zhao Meng saw Aunt Zhou, Aunt Zhou was busy cleaning up the aftermath, the entire Zhouzhuang was basically empty, and there were not many people left. Zhou Dayun was not there, and left with the only remaining Self-Defense Forces to transfer property.

Zhouzhuang was not slaughtered as it was in history, but it was almost there, and under heavy artillery fire, this Zhuangzi was basically abandoned.

Zhao Meng didn't care if Zhou Dayun left, the task had been completed, and it didn't matter if Zhou Dayun left or not. This rich boy was also seriously injured, and the bombing had already frightened his courage, and he did not leave his men and Zhuangzi to run away alone.

"Little Meng, this is given to you by the Master of the Dream Relics! The Master of the Dream Relics said that you have the root of the Buddha, and you will definitely achieve positive results in the future!" Aunt Zhou handed Zhao Meng a Zen staff, the Zen staff was purple gold, with blood stains on it, black and protruding, obviously killing a lot of devils.

Zhao Meng took it, and sighed more emotionally, he knew that this was a treasure, and he was still thinking about him before he left, he didn't know what to say.

"What about the master's body?" Zhao Meng asked.

"The Master's body was blown apart and we have been cremated. The master is really a high-ranking monk, burns out the relics, and connects the relics collected by the master, these are given to the elder brother, and the elder brother will definitely worship the master. The master saved his brother's life before he died, and now the master's ashes have been buried!" Aunt Zhou's voice was also very painful.

War is like that, and may there always be peace. Zhao Meng sighed!

Zhao Meng looked at the relics on his wrist, thinking that this relics were left by Zhou Dayun, the cycle of cause and effect, he already knew the result, but he was still very sad to see such a result.

Zhao Meng decided to leave.

Zhao Meng gave all the oceans on his body to Zhang San and Li Si. Master Mengyi also left a lot of money, which was also left to Zhao Meng.

In the words of Master Mengyi, Zhao Meng was very greedy for money, but he liked it very much, so he left it to Zhao Meng.

How could Zhao Meng ask for it, he couldn't take it away, Zhao Meng scattered the rest of the money and gave it to the people who were suffering.

Zhao Shanren, this is Zhao Meng's other nickname in Zhouzhuang, and the rest of the people respect Zhao Meng very much.

Zhao Meng also left a lot of things for Aunt Zhou, these are snacks in Zhao Meng's world, so Zhao Meng's dream space is basically empty.

Zhao Meng, accompanied by Aunt Zhou, came to the grave of Master Mengyi.

Zhao Meng placed some sacrifices and took out the liquor, he wanted to drink it with his previous life.

Aunt Zhou watched silently, Zhao Meng was very emotional at this time, the feeling of a big boy.

Zhao Meng chanted softly:

The hills of the wilderness

Me and me

You and you

Facing the grave where there are no bodies

Leave me and me

Can not see you

A glass of cloudy wine is tossed into the sky

Dark clouds come here to cover the land

It's better to live than to leave

Set up a tombstone to engrave a memory

Two glasses of cloudy wine were spilled to the ground

Erwotou fertilized the black soil

Moisturizing you

Fuddle

The game of life

Three glasses of turbid wine I cried

Tears poured into the earth and mud

Build a grave and draft green

Silently watching you

Zhao Meng was very emotional, drank a big gulp, and poured the wine into the grave.

A golden figure appeared on the grave, and Zhao Meng saw the dream remains.

"Hell is not empty, you will not become a Buddha!" the golden figure smiled, and then gradually dispersed.

I'll go, Zhao Meng smiled, has this product become a bodhisattva, this slogan, this volunteer, isn't this the declaration of Dana Jizo Bodhisattva?

Aunt Zhou obviously also saw the golden figure, and she was not shocked.

Zhao Meng said goodbye to Aunt Zhou again.

After saying goodbye, Zhao Meng began to recite Buddhist scriptures to purify all sentient beings......

In his previous life, he was going to hell to save his soul, so he was here to transform the wandering soul. Zhouzhuang is now a ubiquitous wandering spirit, and this time there are too many dead and injured people.

With the benevolent Buddha name, Aunt Zhou saw the bright golden light emitted from Zhao Meng's body, and countless wandering spirits turned into all kinds of people, showing a satisfied expression in the golden light, and constantly grateful.

This kid has cultivated the golden body of the Buddhist family, Aunt Zhou smiled, a little reluctant, a little envious, a little emotional......

Under Aunt Zhou's gaze, Zhao Meng's figure became fainter and fainter, and disappeared out of thin air......

The world travels?

Mastering the spells of time is amazing.

Aunt Zhou also made up her mind at this moment, she wanted to practice hard, and the cultivation of the world for decades and hundreds of years was just a short moment, maybe she could still meet this kid.

Funny boy!

Uncle Xiao, I dare to ask you to agree!