This old man flew with two monks, one old and one young, which was really light, and went straight for more than 30 miles before stopping.

It is surrounded by green hills, interspersed with a small stream, dense shrubs on all sides, and a lawn full of February orchids, which is quite pleasant to look at from a distance.

At this time, the monk Huitian had already fainted, and the gunshot wounds before and after were very serious, but the blood was stopped by the old Tao.

Lao Dao put the Huitian monk flat by the stream, and the little monk cried and crouched beside the old monk, and kept shouting that Master woke up, Master woke up.

Lao Dao sighed softly, stepped forward and looked at the injury of the Huitian monk, shook his head slightly, said pity, and then scooped a handful of water from the creek and sprinkled it on the old monk's face.

The old monk suddenly shook his head and slowly opened his eyes.

"Amitabha Buddha ......" Monk Huitian's breath was weak, he looked at the little monk beside him, and then looked at the old Tao, "This ...... This fellow Taoist ...... But did you save me......"

Lao Dao nodded and said: "You are too seriously injured, and the poor Dao is unable to return to the sky, if you have anything to say, just talk about it." ”

The Huitian monk smiled bitterly and said, "Fellow Daoist, please listen to my words......"

It turned out that the day after the tragedy of the ancient family, Huitian happened to go out from the temple, and wanted to make some rice, noodles, vegetables and other things to live, but when he walked outside the village, he saw a family in the village above the gloomy clouds, and he was angry. When I went back to the sky, I immediately came to the door of this house, and when I went to the place, I saw that this place had been sealed by the public security organs, and the door was closed and the seal was pasted on it.

The Huitian monk looked around, but there was no one to guard him, so he stomped his foot and jumped in from outside the courtyard. At this look, Rao is return to heaven to live for eighty or ninety years, and he was also shocked, only to see that the courtyard was full of bloodstains, although there were no corpses, but it can be seen that there must be a vicious killing here.

The monk Huitian was wandering around the courtyard while reciting the Sutra of Transcendence, and suddenly, he seemed to hear the cry of a baby.

The monk who returned to heaven felt a chill in his back, could it be that there was a ghost who had died unjustly? Thinking of this, he took off a string of beads from his neck and put it in his hand, followed the sound to find it, and slowly came to a well.

The well was bottomless, and there was a very clear cry from the bottom of the well.

The monk Huitian listened carefully, and his heart was wrong, where is this ghost, it is clearly a baby who was lucky to survive.

The monk of Huitian also couldn't take care of much, immediately supported the edge of the well with both feet, and then walked down slowly with his hands and feet, straight down more than three zhang, the cry was getting closer and closer, suddenly, I saw a small door on the wall of the well, a copper ring on the door as a handle, and there was a baby crying in the door.

The monk pulled open the small door, it was dark inside, he hurriedly took out a flashlight with a big head from his bag, and saw an old man with white hair and white beard with his eyes closed, his face was blue, and he seemed to be out of breath, he was holding a small package in his arms, and this cry came from it.

The monk of Huitian shouted the Buddha's name, but it was also strange, the baby immediately stopped crying, babbling and not knowing what to say.

The monk Huitian took the baby in his arms, went out of the well, and reflexively went down the well to pull the old man up.

The old man seemed to be a family member, who had been dead for a long time, and he was carrying several milk bottles in his arms, all of which were empty.

The monk secretly thought: This must be the child's parents entrusted the old man to hide the baby in the well, and then find a way to escape afterwards, but he didn't expect the old man to die first, if he didn't come here by luck, the baby would not be able to escape death.

"Hey......" The monk sighed, picked up the baby and looked at it, it was really beautiful, it was a boy, opened the quilt and saw that there was a yellow satin handkerchief inside, which read: Min Zhen, the word hangs.

The monk put away the handkerchief, and then hastily buried the old man in the courtyard, and he jumped out of the courtyard with the child in his arms and went straight back to the temple.

That's it, the monk Huitian was both a father and a mother, and he really pulled the child up, and there was no milk to drink, so he used boiling water to wash some paste. There was no urine mustard seeds, so he dismantled the robe and made strips of cloth, and he barely used it.

Three years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the Huitian monk regards Min Zhen as his grandson, and Xiao Min Zhen also regards the Huitian monk as a close relative.

As the days passed, the monk Huitian saw that Xiao Min really didn't need to take care of it too much, so he occasionally went out of the temple to turn his fate, and by the way he visited the Min family.

On this day, the monk Huitian was meditating, and suddenly felt that the world was spinning, he suddenly woke up, and immediately gave himself a lesson, it turned out that the limit was approaching, and his life was short.

Monk Huitian is worried, he himself is diligent in practicing Buddhism, and he looks at life and death very lightly, but now that he has Xiao Min Zhen by his side, what can he do when he goes? After all, he is only three years old.

Thinking of this, the Huitian monk had no choice but to drag the three-year-old Min Zhen to take revenge, otherwise he would die, Min Zhen's revenge would not be avenged, and his livelihood would become a problem. The move of the monk Huitian is to avenge his grandson, and secondly, he also wants to find a good family to take him in, so as not to suffer on the streets in the future.

That's why I went to the Song family to seek revenge before, but I didn't think about it, I couldn't take revenge, but I was victimized by it, but fortunately, there was an old way to save me.

The monk Huitian told Min Zhen as it was, and he only frowned when he heard it.

Lao Dao sighed and said: "I didn't expect this Song family and the surnamed Cheng to be so vicious, just now I should have slapped his life, hey, this child is really pitiful." ”

The Huitian monk took a few breaths and said, "Fellow Daoist, the poor monk has long taken life and death lightly, but this kid is ...... This kid ...... Hey......"

Lao Dao looked at Min Zhen, nodded slightly, and said, "Old monk, okay, I know what you mean, I can take this child away, but there is one thing I want to make clear." ”

When the monk Huitian heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Fellow Daoists, please speak!"

Lao Dao pondered for a moment and said: "I think this kid's bones are wonderful, but it is a material for martial arts, but he is carrying this strange injustice, and he will inevitably be contaminated with karma in the future, and I am afraid that he will not have a chance with the life of ordinary people." His parents are no longer there, and only you, the old monk, are his relatives in this life, so you must know about this. ”

The monk nodded and said: "The poor monk did not shave this child, and for this reason, it is a great merit for the Taoist to take him to a good life and raise him, so it is at the disposal of the Taoist friend." ”

Lao Dao nodded and said, "Okay, old monk, I heard that your Dharma name is called Huitian, who is your master?"

Monk Huitian said: "My master is the Zen Master Doye of Zhaoming Temple. ”

Lao Dao frowned and said, "Doye, haven't you heard of it, who is his master?"

The Huitian monk shook his head and said, "The poor monk doesn't know either, fellow Daoist, dare to ask your honorable name?"

Lao Dao hesitated for a moment, and said a name in the monk's ear. When the monk Huitian heard this, he was stunned at first, and then his face changed dramatically.

"You...... You...... You...... You are ......"

Lao Dao waved his hand and said: "Old monk, your Yangshou has come to an end, I will bring your Dharma body back to Zhaoming Temple in a while, whether it is buried or cremated, you just tell me, Lao Dao, I will do it with all my might." ”

The monk struggled to get up, crossed his knees, and folded his hands and said: "Amitabha, this is thanks to the immortals, the little monk does not need to be buried, nor cremated, just a stinky skin, the immortal only needs to put me in the Buddha hall of Zhaoming Temple." Zhen'er ...... For the teacher...... Went to ......"

After that, the monk closed his eyes and was silent. Xiao Min really lay down on the corpse and wailed, and the old man looked miserable.

When Xiao Min was really tired of crying, Lao Dao carried him behind him, picked up the body of the monk Huitian with one hand, and then disappeared in a flash.

............

Tang Niu put down the wine glass in his hand and said: "Later, this little Min Zhen followed the old way to travel around, learned art for 30 years, and his skills can be described as thorough. During the study of art, Lao Dao also told him about his life experience, and Min Zhen was not in a hurry to take revenge, but thanked the ancient family Yi Zi for his own righteousness, and since then he has changed his name to Gu, his name is true, and the word is hanging. Three years ago, he separated from Lao Dao and came to the capital alone, and since then he has been living in the rivers and lakes to eat. ”

Ge Congyang heard the tears and sighed uncontrollably: "Then this Song family is at large? If I am Gu Zhen, I will also go and kill the Song family cleanly, so as to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"

Liu Xuan shook his head and smiled: "In that case, you will fall behind, don't you know that the cycle of heaven is unpleasant, and the Song family will do this great evil thing, whether it is children or grandchildren, relatives and friends, they will all suffer great disasters in the future." I see that Gu Zhen, this kid can be a long time ago, Tang Niu, call him in in a while, I have something to say. ”

Tang Niu nodded and said, "That's natural, I originally wanted to introduce him to my eldest brother." ”

Ge Congyang said: "I'm quite curious, who is his cheap master?

Tang Niu smiled, lowered his voice and said, "Grandpa Ge, I really checked the identity of this old Taoist, what happened to you? Maybe you are really an immortal." ”

"Oh?" Ge Congyang was interested.

Tang Niu continued: "This old Taoist's surname is Shen, and his name is Shen Gui......"

When Ge Congyang heard this, he always felt very familiar, but after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't think about it: "Shen Gui...... Shen Gui...... It's a familiar name......"

Tang Niu said: "You don't know the name Shen Gui, but if I mention another name, you must know it." ”

"What's the name?"

"Hehe, he is the Shen Zhenren who supported the Young Heavenly King to defend the capital when the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom was in turmoil!"

When Ge Congyang heard this, he almost bit his tongue, choked on his throat with a mouthful of wine, and coughed incessantly: "What...... What? Shen Zhenren of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom? This ...... This...... This Taiping Heavenly Kingdom has been more than 160 years ago, and it is said that this Shen Zhenren was a white-haired and beardless old Taoist appearance back then, and it seems that this person is really a god!"

Ge Congyang said while looking at Liu Xuan, what he meant was that they were all immortals, maybe these two people really knew each other.

Liu Xuan was also slightly stunned when he heard Shen Gui's name, and after he closed his eyes and groaned for a while, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and said with a smile: "I see! Tang Niu, call him in to talk." ”

Tang Niu said: "Man!!Man!! come here!!"

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