Chapter 229: Violent Aura, Bald Monk! > Head (19:03)

I followed the tide man and the two women in front of me, because I was afraid of startling the snake, so I just followed from a distance. The three men walked forward for more than half an hour, and suddenly turned into a narrow alley.

I hurriedly stepped forward and pressed my face against the wall to look inside. At this glance, I blushed suddenly. This tide man is making out with the two women at the moment, and it is a more enthusiastic gesture.

I turned my face helplessly, and said secretly in my heart: "No matter how anxious he is, he should go to the hotel?

I reached out and looked at my watch, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon, I hadn't eaten all day, and I didn't want to spend too much time with them.

I pulled the collar and turned my head to look again. But what I didn't expect was that at this moment, the alley was empty, how could there be half a figure? Those three big living people disappeared out of thin air.

I hurried into the alley, but until I ran to the other end of the alley, I didn't see the three men again.

"He's been tricked?" I said indignantly, and then I had to go home.

By the time I returned to the shop, the tombstone had already been carved. This tombstone is more than one meter high, more than half a meter wide, made of marble, engraved with the tomb of the ancestor Qingmeng, next to it is a small character such as the date, and the tombstone is engraved with a dragon-shaped pattern, which looks very exquisite. I looked at the tombstone, and suddenly my nose was sore, and then tears rained down.

When the little Taoist priest and the bearded man saw it, they immediately stepped forward to comfort me. I calmed down for a while, and finally sighed lightly: "The master has worked hard all his life, and in the end, he only left this tombstone and a box of ashes, which is really embarrassing." Well, I'd better let him be buried as soon as possible!" I opened the back door of the car, picked up the tombstone and put it in directly.

For me now, one or two hundred catties can be lifted lightly. After accepting the tombstone, I took out a thousand dollars from my pocket and handed it to the old man.

When the old man saw it, he immediately refused: "Young man, you saved my life before, and you are a person of great filial piety, I can't accept this thousand yuan, otherwise, I won't be happy in my heart." ”

I saw that the old man's tone was resolute, and he was no longer reluctant, and after recovering the money, I said goodbye to him, and drove out of Xi'an City with the little Taoist priest and the bearded man.

Two hours later, I returned to Shimen in a hinge. In front of the statue of Master Zu, I kowtowed three times, then got up and walked out.

I asked the little Taoist priest to help me carry the urn, while I carried the stele directly on my shoulder. That's all I can do for my master.

I finally buried the master on the back mountain, next to the tomb of Xiucai ghosts, hoping that they could become friends in the underworld, so at least they would not be lonely.

But whether the master is really in the underworld, I can't say. After all, he told me before he died, he went against the sky, and no one knew how the heavens punished him.

I sat in front of the master's grave all night, and the next morning, I left Jungnam Mountain. Although there were traces of monsters found in Xi'an City, they were not that important compared to my brother Wangwang.

Therefore, I decided to rush to Shigatse in Tibet first, visit Wangwang, and then return to Xi'an to get rid of the demons.

I'm a millionaire now, so I didn't take a train or a car on my trip to Tibet, but got on a plane.

Since there is no direct flight from Xi'an to Shigatse, I booked a ticket to Lhasa, and then take a bus from Lhasa to Shigatse. It was my first time in a civil aviation, and I flew in a helicopter when I was in the army, and the hum of the propellers is still fresh in my memory.

Although I have money, I know that if I don't save a little, I will have to become poor sooner or later. So this time I booked economy class, even though the three tickets still cost almost 5,000 yuan, to be honest, the moment I paid the money, I was distressed, so thick a pile of money for three pieces of paper, which is also too much of a loss.

But as soon as I boarded the plane, I realized the benefits of having money. Although it is economy class, you can eat and drink everything you want, no matter how much you eat, as long as you can eat as much as you want.

I forgot to take them to dinner before leaving, but we had a good meal on the plane. I think the most cost-effective person is the bearded man, this guy eats everything, and the amount of food is amazing, even the beautiful flight attendant swallows unnaturally.

Three hours later, we arrived in Lhasa. As soon as I got out of the airport, I booked a taxi and headed straight for Shigatse.

In the car, I called Want Want again, and the person who answered the phone was still his father. This also shows that Want Want has not woken up yet.

After a few words of comfort, I hung up. Want Want is located in Shigatse People's Hospital, so it was easy to find.

After paying for the car, I bought some nutritional products in the supermarket at the entrance of the hospital, and walked into the hospital with the little Taoist priest and the bearded man. The ward where Want Want was located was the third floor of the hospital, and we climbed the stairs directly.

But when we just walked up to the third floor, we met a monk at the top of the stairs. This monk has a kind face, about fifty years old, but he has two long eyebrows, which hang down to the corners of his eyes.

I had bypassed him, but strangely enough, he was blocking my way.

When I saw this, I immediately said politely, "Master, get out of the way! I'm going to visit a friend!"

The Great Monk stared at me, and then a smile appeared on his face. "Donor, the poor monk is so polite!"

I couldn't help but be stunned when I heard this, I asked him to make way for me, what did he mean by saying this to me in a dignified manner? Just when I was puzzled, the great monk said again: "Donor, if you don't get rid of your anger, I'm afraid you will harm others and yourself!"

Hearing this, I was even more confused. "Master, the ...... First of all, we don't know each other? Second, I'm here to see people, what does it have to do with whether I have anger or not? Besides, I think I'm quite normal? How can I be angry?"

When the great monk heard what I said, he immediately smiled and said, "Since this is the case, it is inconvenient for the poor monk to say anything. Before leaving, send a word, take a step back in everything, put down the butcher's knife, and become a Buddha on the ground......!

The great monk walked past me with a smile, leaving me alone in a daze.

"This monk's brain is not broken, is it? When did I kill someone? and put down the butcher knife, you just put down the butcher knife. Neurotic!" I scolded secretly, and walked straight into the inpatient room on the third floor.

After a while, I found the ward where Want Want was. When the three of us pushed the door and walked in, we immediately saw Wangwang's father, Basang.

Although I haven't seen each other for a year, Basan still remembers me vividly.

As soon as he saw me, he hurriedly came up to me and said to me in broken Mandarin, "Mr. Wen, are you coming to see my son?"

I looked at him, nodded lightly, and said, "Uncle Basang, how is Want Want now? Have you been in a coma until now?"

Looking at Wangwang, who was pale and closed his eyes, I only felt guilty in my heart.

"The doctor said that my son was fine. Maybe a little anemic, that's why I've been in a coma. In a few days, maybe he'll wake up. ”

I heard this and nodded slightly. At this time, the little Taoist priest and the bearded man also stepped forward. The little Taoist priest is proficient in medical skills, although he is not as good as Wangwang, but he is not good. He put his hand on the pulse of Wangwang's wrist and listened quietly.

After a while, he withdrew his hand, and then said to me, "Big brother, Brother Wangwang's health is not a big problem. Don't worry too much!"

Hearing this, I breathed a sigh of relief and sat down next to Want Want. Since he is fine, then I can rest assured.

But why didn't he wake up for a long time? Thinking of this, I quietly opened my eyes, but I scanned his body up and down and found nothing wrong.

"It's strange, Wangwang's body and soul are fine, so why can't he wake up?"

Basang has been taking care of Want Want for more than half a month, and now that we are here, it is just right for him to have a good rest. After he said goodbye to us, he walked out of the hospital room. Fortunately, he was the only patient in the ward, and the two empty beds were just enough for the three of us to take turns resting.

In the first half of the night, he was taken care of by the little Taoist, and in the second half of the night I replaced him. It was a little cold in the ward in the second half of the night, which just made me sleepy.

I covered Want Want with a quilt and looked at him quietly. About half an hour later, it was snowing outside.

Watching the snowflakes fall, I got up and walked to the window. I don't know why, but I just like to watch the snow and calm myself down.

First, the ten ghost kings indiscriminately killed the righteous path monks, and then the master died, and now Wangwang is unconscious again. To be honest, there's been so much going on in this period of time that it makes me feel very messed up.

I don't know what else I have to hold onto, and I don't know if I'm up to the task. When the master was dying, he asked me to try to stop the catastrophe, but I really don't know what the catastrophe was and how I could stop it. I'm just an ordinary person, why should I bear so many burdens?

Thinking of this, I felt an inexplicable surge of anger in my heart, which made me want to vent well.

And just then, I saw a ghost on the pavement under the window. I don't know why, I walked straight out of the hospital room and walked briskly down to the third floor.

In the hospital compound, I caught up with the imp. Before the imp could speak, I beat it up, and I felt a lot more comfortable looking at the imp lying on the ground dying.

Eventually, I kicked it in the head. Watching the little ghosts fly away, I laughed.

But just as I was about to turn around and go back to the room, there was a creaking of footsteps behind me.

I turned my head and saw that it was the great monk I had met during the day. The great monk stood still in front of me, then shook his head and said, "Even ghosts have the power of reincarnation. But if you beat it to pieces without asking, is this what you cultivators should do?"

Hearing this, I smiled faintly and said, "This ghost is sneaking around here, and it must have bad intentions, and I killed it because I didn't want it to harm people." What's wrong with me doing this? Master, I think you'd better take care of yourself! Don't you think it's strange to come to the hospital in the middle of the night?"

The great monk looked at me, then shook his head and sighed lightly: "If you are stubborn, then I can only forcibly take you away!"

As I spoke, he suddenly rushed towards me. I looked up, then smiled coldly and greeted him unceremoniously. Tip: How to quickly search for the book you're looking for

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