Chapter 7 The Temple of the Great Stone Dragon King
Dawn is about to break, the sky is a hint of fish-belly white, hazy morning light, slightly pale sky, dotted with stars still dotted with starlight.
Ten miles away from Lanruo Temple, a big river about ten meters wide, called Dashi River, from north to south, bending and circling to flow into the distance, the autumn is getting deeper, the cold air invades, and a layer of white light yarn is covered on the river surface.
A bluestone temple stands on the east bank of the Dashi River, and the smell of agarwood permeates the surroundings.
Zhang Yi sniffed the agarwood fragrance in the air, and his spirit was refreshed, and a fragment crossed his mind.
An old woman knelt down in front of the temple of the Great Stone Dragon King, pious and begging for good weather and peace for her family.
"Qi Lookout."
Zhang Yi opened his eyes, and the big stone Dragon King Temple in front of him was covered with a faint red veil within a radius of 100 meters, and a gray core climbed into the sky.
"Who's snooping on Benjun here?"
A pale golden five-clawed golden dragon phantom condensed into shape, a pair of giant eyes stared at Zhang Yi, within a radius of a hundred meters, the red veil churned, setting off gusts of wind.
Zhang Yi stared at the dragon-shaped phantom in the sky, his expression was solemn, looking at its momentum, it was quite powerful, and said lightly: "The subordinate generals under the command of Yan Jun in the Lower Black Mountain, passing through here today, I hope that Long Jun will forgive me." ”
When the Golden Dragon Phantom heard the name of Black Mountain Yan Jun, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and he glanced at the eight hundred ghost soldiers, and said coldly: "For the sake of Black Mountain Yan Jun, I forgive you for your offense, and you leave this place as soon as possible, if not, don't blame me for being ruthless." ”
Zhang Yi nodded and led the ghost pawns to retreat.
The golden dragon phantom stared at the disappearing figures of Zhang Yi and the others, scattered their figures, and reintegrated into the temple.
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Three miles southwest of the Dashi River, Dashi Village.
The criss-crossing hamlets, the buildings are quite orderly, at the entrance of the West Village, a dilapidated thatched hut, a young man of eighteen or nineteen, grinding an axe.
"Ahem......" A gray-haired old woman, with a slumped figure, walked out of the house in patched clothes, holding a broken bowl with two yellow steamed buns on it.
A cold wind blew, and the old woman shook her body and paused.
"Dog, bring the steamed buns, it's cold, your stomach is empty, and you can't work."
The dog immediately stopped what he was doing, walked over, and was in charge of the old woman, "Mother, why did you come out, it's cold outside, be careful of freezing your body." ”
The dog helped the old woman to the hut.
The old woman smiled and said: "It's cold, it's cold, so the price of charcoal can be raised for two cents, and in two years, I can also find a girl for you, you are also a big boss, it's time to get married, and I am worthy of the old man." ”
Goudan smiled, helped the old woman to the bed again, touched the cold quilt with his right hand, frowned, and said, "Mother, hasn't the quilt been delivered yet?" It's been half a month. ”
"I'm going to rush it."
The old woman took the dog's hand and said with a light smile: "No need to rush, I have already pushed the quilt." ”
The dog was puzzled, and asked honestly: "Why, A-Niang's quilt is so thin, how to survive this winter." ”
The old woman shook her head, "A-Niang is not cold. ”
The old woman pointed to the brazier in the house, "It's warm enough to have a brazier." ”
Goudan shook his head, "The village chief said that charcoal has fire poison, and if you can't have more, it will break your body." ”
"A-Niang, you give me the money, and I'll go to the princess's house to get the quilt."
The old woman said weakly: "I really don't need it, A-Niang still has to leave money for you to get a daughter-in-law." ”
After the old woman finished speaking, her face turned pale, and a thin layer appeared on her forehead, "Ah mother, no, I have to save money for you...... ...... pro"
The old woman fell suddenly, still thinking in pieces.
The dog was in a hurry, his face was as pale as dirt, "There is no doctor in the village, and the gate of the county town has not been opened yet." ”
For a while, the dog was anxious and didn't know what to do.
The dog touched the old woman's forehead, and suddenly felt hot, "It's a cold wind." ”
The dog suddenly remembered Wang Po, and thought that Wang Po could speak well, and her knowledge should be good, and she should know how to deal with it.
Thinking of this, Goudan rushed out of the thatched hut and went to consult the princess.
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A few minutes later.
Goudan carried Wang Po to the thatched house, "Wang Po, please save my mother." ”
Wang Po got down from the dog's body, glanced at the environment in the thatched house, and finally froze on the brazier and the quilt, and her wrinkled face frowned and said, "Dogdan, open the window quickly." ”
Hearing the sound, the dog immediately opened the windows around the thatched house.
A cold wind blew, and the thatched house, which was originally cold, was even colder.
Wang Po touched the old woman's forehead with her hand and reproached: "Dog, didn't the village chief inform you that charcoal has fire poison, why do you still use braziers to keep warm at night, and the quilt is so thin." ”
Wang Po paused and said worriedly: "Your mother is weak, the fire and poison invade her body, and now she is riddled with wind and cold, I am afraid she may not be able to survive this catastrophe." ”
Goudan hurriedly said: "I'll go to the city to ask for a doctor." ”
Wang Po shook her head, "Dog, you have the money to hire a doctor, even if you invite a doctor, your mother's weak body can't withstand the stimulation of drugs, so it's better to save some money and deal with the aftermath." ”
Wang Po sighed, "It's not that my Wang Po can't say good things, it's just that the facts are in front of you, you better accept your fate, this is our fate." ”
The dog fell to the ground in a decadent manner, and began to cry helplessly.
At this time, the old woman heard the crying, slowly opened her eyes, and called out in a low and hoarse voice: "Dog, don't cry, come here." ”
The old woman struggled to get up, but she couldn't do anything.
Seeing this, Wang Po immediately floated the old woman up, snuggled up on her arm, and was slightly sad: "Old sister-in-law, if you have anything to say, you can talk to the dog." ”
Goudan knelt beside the old woman and said sadly, "A-Niang, you will be fine." ”
The old woman stretched out her withered right hand and gently touched the dog's cheek, "Silly child, A-Niang is dying, A-Niang's biggest regret is that I didn't see you start a family." ”
"Woo ......"
The old woman looked at the Wang Po on the side and said sincerely: "Aunt Wang, I trouble you this time, and I hope you will help my dog find a girl in the future, as long as it is good to give birth to and raise it." ”
Wang Po said sadly: "Old sister-in-law, don't worry, you and I have been neighbors for decades, and I grew up watching dogs, so I will definitely help him find a good girl." ”
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Outside the thatched house.
Zhang Yi looked at the scene in the thatched house, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, "What's going on?" Why do I feel sad in my heart? ”
"Qi Lookout."
Zhang Yi opened his heart and swept over the heads of the three people, only to see that the top of the heads of the three people was glowing with a white shimmer, and there was nothing special, and the white light on the old woman's head was faintly dissipating.
Zhang Yi stared at the old woman's cheeks, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes, "This old woman, why is it a little familiar." ”
"This is the old grandmother inside the scene of absorbing the incense outside the Dashi Dragon King Temple."
Zhang Yi stared at the old woman whose life was about to disappear, "This old woman begs for a smooth wind and rain and a safe family." ”
"If this old woman dies of illness instead of natural old age, will I be affected by this incense, and what will be the consequences of this backlash?"
Zhang Yi paused and looked at the Ming Yi on the side: "Ming Yi, what do you think?" ”
Shen Yi pondered: "When we stop in front of the Great Stone Dragon King Temple, we all have the power to absorb a little incense. ”
"As the saying goes, people fight for a breath, and Buddha fights for a stick of incense. I waited for the incense of the villagers of Dashi Village to come to this Dashi Village with a feeling. ”
"That god of the Great Stone Dragon King Temple, I'm afraid it's also because I have absorbed his incense wish power that I will incarnate and drive us away."
"If it weren't for the scruples of these eight hundred ghost pawns and the power of the Black Mountain Yan Jun, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to wait for the Great Stone Dragon King Temple's sphere of influence."
Zhang Yi nodded, "Mingyi, is this old woman still saved?" ”
Ying Yi smiled faintly, "A cold and a high fever are not a big problem, although it is not a major I have studied, but the major of human physiology also mentions this kind of disease slightly." ”
Zhang Yi smiled slightly, "Go and save her." ”
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