The vegetable seller didn't speak, just looked at him and smiled slightly, holding a yam in her left hand and a handful of fine celery in her right hand.

Ning Que suddenly laughed and said, "Could it be that you are the legendary Medicine Buddha?"

The aunt smiled and said, "Not bad." ”

Ning Que thought for a while and said, "Medicine Buddha can cure diseases, my lady is seriously ill, she should be poisoned, I don't know if you can help take a look and write a prescription." ”

The aunt looked at Sangsang and said compassionately: "This poison is incurable, it is better to go back." ”

Ning Que pointed to the sky and said, "What if you can't go back?"

The aunt said, "Death is liberation." ”

There is some truth to this. ”

Ning Que said with a smile, then pulled out the iron knife in the sheath and slashed at the aunt behind the vegetable stall.

The vegetable stall is full of green vegetables, and the leaves are full of dew, which looks very fresh.

It stands to reason that Ning Que's iron knife should be able to split the vegetable stall in half very lightly, split the vegetable leaves into countless pieces, and split those dew drops into moist foam.

But no.

Because the vegetable stall has become a field, the green vegetables on the stall have become lush plants, the yam in the aunt's left hand has become a fruit branch, and the fine celery in the right hand has become a Buddha bowl.

The vegetable seller has become a real Medicine Buddha, her hair is black and full, her ears are on her shoulders, her face is solemn, and countless halos and auspicious clouds surround her.

In front of the Medicine Buddha, there were thousands of colorful flags fluttering, and it was these colored flags that blocked Ning Que's knife.

Ning Que looked at the Buddha statue that was close in front of him, but it seemed to be far away in the sky, and said shockingly: "It's really true!"

The Medicine Buddha smiled slightly, and the red mole in the center of his eyebrows shone brightly, illuminating the countless miles of fields around him, and the colorful flags fluttered to heal his illness. The plants in the field grow happily and grow taller.

Ning Que and Sang Sang stood in the wilderness, their legs instantly entangled in green vines, and they couldn't leave.

The Medicine Buddha pronounced the Buddha's name, slowly tilted the Buddha bowl in his hand, and the black juice in the bowl with the fragrance of medicine flowed to the ground, turning into a river and rushing towards Ning Que and the others.

Medicine is used to cure diseases and save people, and it can also be used to kill people, and good medicine is at some point. It can be turned into the most powerful poison, smelling the strange fragrance in the medicine river, Ning Que only felt a feeling of annoyance in his chest, and then the severe pain was unbearable, and he coughed while holding his chest. It seems that he wants to cough up all his internal organs out of his body.

Sangsang stood beside him, looked at the Medicine Buddha in the distance, frowned slightly, and said, "It's really ridiculous. ”

With that, she blinked, and the field was shattered, and the dense vegetation turned into crumbs. The river of medicine with a strange fragrance was shaken out of the river and spread in all directions.

The vegetable stall is still the same vegetable stall.

Ning Que waved the iron knife, only to hear a terrible grinding sound. The blade slashed across the aunt's body, cutting a neat knife edge, and a faint golden light emanated from it.

The vegetable seller aunt looked at the two and smiled slightly.

There was a click. Her body split in half and scattered on the ground. The smooth incision was covered with gold, as if there were countless melted gold flowing.

The gold melted into a golden mist in the wind, gradually drifting towards the surrounding area of the vegetable market. Some golden mist floated in front of Sang Sang, she frowned slightly, her face became even paler, and she looked a little painful.

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After killing all the vegetable sellers, naturally there was no way to buy vegetables, and when he returned to the small courtyard, Ning Que's mood was a little heavy, especially when he thought about the last scene, he was even more uneasy.

Whether it is a real Medicine Buddha or a fake Medicine Buddha, in short, in front of him and Sangsang, just like the masked Buddha turned into a green board monk, there is no strong ability to resist.

But the Buddha's breath that they emitted after their death seems to be able to cause harm to Sangsang, and what if they encounter these Buddhas again in the future?

"Gotta find a way to get rid of the poison in your body. He looked at Sangsang and said.

Sang Sang's face was a little pale, and he said, "What if I can't solve it?"

Ning Que didn't want her to be anxious, and said with a smile: "If you can't detoxify the poison, you won't die, you have to live your life." ”

Sang Sang looked at his eyes quietly and said, "Days are poison. ”

Ning Que understood, didn't know how to answer, and said after a moment of silence: "Let's go." ”

This time he didn't use a question sentence, because what he said was not to leave the chessboard world, but to leave the small courtyard, or to leave Chaoyang City, he was going to treat Sangsang and detoxify.

Just like it was many years ago.

After living in the small courtyard for many years, he naturally left a lot of memories and many essential items for the home, but the luggage that Ning Que sorted out was very simple, in addition to weapons and food, there was only a jar of kimchi.

Sangsang asked, "Where to go?"

Ning Que subconsciously looked at the far east again, but there was a faint fear, and said, "Go south." ”

On Sang Sang's pale cheeks, two unhealthy flushes suddenly appeared, and he said, "You want to see her?"

Ning Que was stunned for a moment, only then did she understand what she was talking about, and said with a smile: "There is no Great River Country in the south of this world. ”

Sangsang said, "But you are accustomed to going to the south. ”

Ning Que was puzzled and asked, "So?"

Sangsang said: "You want to see her in your heart. ”

Ning Que was a little angry and said, "When is this happening, what are you talking about?"

Sangsang was silent, realizing that he did have some problems.

It's not that there is a problem with his attitude, she is Haotian, he is a mortal, even if they are husband and wife, no matter how she treats him, it makes sense.

The problem was that her mood was a little unstable.

This is anger, and there is greed in the meantime, and the poison in her body is getting heavier and heavier.

Ning Que understood something, took her into his arms, and said, "I will definitely be able to cure you." ”

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Tying the heavy luggage behind him, Ning Que held the big black umbrella, left the small courtyard, and walked towards the city gate, Sang Sang was in the umbrella, holding his hand, looking a little weak.

If you want to break the chessboard of the Buddha, you need Sang Sang to restore her strength, you need to solve the poison in her body, you need to find a way to detoxify, you need to find it, you need to leave.

The Qingban monks don't want them to go, the Medicine Buddha doesn't want them to go, Chaoyang City doesn't want them to go, and the world doesn't want them to go. Naturally, they had no way to leave so lightly.

There is a shop on the corner of New Street that sells lamp oil and lamps, as well as candles. Ning Que often buys lamp oil here and is familiar with the boss, but after seeing the boss today, his expression changed slightly.

The owner was not in the store, the owner was on the street and the owner blocked their way.

Ning Que took out the iron knife and asked, "Who are you Buddha?"

The owner wears a hat. With an amiable face, he smiled and said, "You guess?"

Ning Que looked at the dense oil lamps in the store, and asked a little unconfidently, "Lighting the ancient Buddha?"

It is indeed an ancient Buddha who burns lamps.

There was no more owner of an oil lamp shop on the street, only an old Buddha.

Outside the Buddha's body, everything is a beacon. Countless rays of light were emitted, even the anthill in the corner of the wall was illuminated clearly, and even the dark sky seemed to light up.

The light began to burn, the temperature on the street began to rise, and a bead of sweat appeared on the tip of Sangsang's nose.

When she was still an ordinary person, she rarely sweated because of her congenital cold. After becoming Haotian, the divine body was as cold as jade, and it would not sweat.

But before the lamp was lit, she was sweating.

Ning Que felt that his heart had become extremely hot. It was as if someone had placed an oil lamp inside.

Haoran was angry, and in an instant, he swept in front of the ancient Buddha of the burning lamp and slashed it down.

Lighting the lamp and the ancient Buddha falling the lamp. It seems to be an ordinary copper oil lamp, but it seems to be as heavy as a world. Suppressing Ning Que's iron knife lightly.

The ancient Buddha began to light up thousands of lamps, and the world shone brightly.

In just an instant, more than 10,000 lamps were lit, and with Ning Que's strain speed, some of them couldn't react.

Just when the sixteen,000th lamp was lit, Sangsang finally made a move.

She stretched out her right index finger and gently pressed it against the bottom of the copper oil lamp.

The expression of the ancient Buddha changed slightly.

Even if it is an ancient Buddha, it is impossible to compete with the sky.

The copper oil lamp in the hand of the ancient Buddha could no longer fall.

Ning Que shook his wrist, and the iron knife crossed in front of his forearm, passing between the neck of the Burning Lamp Ancient Buddha.

The head of the Burning Lamp Ancient Buddha did not fall, but a very clear knife cut appeared on the neck.

There was still no blood in this knife edge, only an extremely rich golden light, and then there was flowing gold, which slowly oozed out along the knife edge, wetting the ancient Buddha's monk's robe and dripping towards the ground.

Those gold-like liquids are all Buddha's breath, there is infinite Buddha power in it, there is also infinite Buddha will, the golden mist turned into by the wind, and the light refracted by the wind is Buddha light.

Ning Que's expression changed slightly, took Sang Sang's hand, and ran towards the other side of the street.

His speed was so fast that he didn't have time to look back to see if the Burning Lamp Ancient Buddha was alive or dead, he just ran desperately until he reached the end of the long street, and then stopped.

Sang Sang's face was very pale, and his brows were furrowed extremely tightly, as if he was in great pain.

Looking at the drop of gold liquid on the hem of her flowery green clothes, Ning Que knew that he still didn't avoid it.

"The next time you stand behind me, the Buddha's light will not fall on you. ”

He pulled Sangsang in front of him, looked her in the eye, and said very seriously.

Sang Sang looked at the tips of his shoes sticking out of the hem of his clothes and whispered, "I'm afraid I'll get lost." ”

Ning Que was silent for a moment, untied his heavy luggage, took out the arrow box and the bag containing the talisman paper, and threw away everything that was left, including the pickle jar.

He carried her behind his back, tied each other's bodies to death with ropes, handed her the big black umbrella, and walked in the direction of the city gate with an arrow box in one hand and an iron knife in the other.

On the street, the kimchi jar has cracked, exuding a fragrance that can only be found in an old jar.

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Ning Que carried Sangsang on his back and walked towards the outside of Chaoyang City, and met many Buddhas on the way.

The officials of the Musical Rhythm Academy, holding a timpani, became the Buddha of the Most Victorious Sound.

The storyteller in the tile alley has become a depressed Buddha.

The head of a small temple has become a Dharma Buddha.

Many people became Buddhas and were killed by him.

Ning Que couldn't understand why these people all became Buddhas, why there were so many Buddhas, where did these Buddhas come from, and how could they become Buddhas?

"Everyone can become a Buddha. ”

Sang Sang leaned on his shoulder and said weakly, "This is the business. ”

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(Chapter 2)