Ask what the world is like

Straight Christians promise life and death

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After arriving at Wutai Mountain, Zhang Qin burned incense and worshiped the Buddha in order to express his repentance, and he could not kneel for a long time. He was afraid to meet the abbot, and after some bitter words, he finally moved the abbot and was able to meet Master Huitong.

He was afraid to bow deeply and said reverently, "Master, please forgive us for our ignorance. If you can save my son's life, I will go bankrupt without complaint. ”

"Master, as long as I can save my son, I am willing to exchange my life for a life!" Zhang Qin kowtowed to Master Huitong again and again, crawled to him on his knees, and begged bitterly by tugging at the corner of his clothes.

"Amitabha! Good and good! Now the old man has no power to return to heaven, please return to the donor. "Obviously, Master Huitong is also angry.

He was afraid and immediately knelt down and begged: "The master's magic power is boundless, and he is a high-ranking monk." If you can't save it, who else in the world can save it? Ask the master to be merciful and merciful!"

Zhang Qin kowtowed and begged: "Ask the master to be merciful and compassionate......"

Master Huitong shook his head, sighed, and turned to leave. Zhang Qin and He were afraid to kneel for a long time, still kowtowing, their foreheads were broken and bleeding, but they didn't realize it, and they pleaded again and again.

Master Huitong was moved by this move, and he took Zhang Qin and He Fearing to the back room, pointed to an ancient painting on the wall and said, "Now the only one who can save He Lai's little friend is Xue'er." If she can fight to get rid of the shackles, and the old man can help her, she can save Xiaoyou's life, but Xue'er will be wiped out from now on. Where to go, think clearly and tell the old man. ”

Suddenly, Murong Yan in the painting spoke: "Master go slowly! Xue'er is willing to exchange her life for a life!"

Master Huitong sighed and told Zhang Qin that five years ago, Xue'er re-entered the painting, but she still needed to drink blood once a month on the seventh day of the first month.

The husband and wife looked at each other and were silent.

"Master, when I move, it hurts like fire, and I can't get out......"

Master Huitong said softly, "You have to endure the pain of peeling the skin before you can make a painting. Then possess He Lai, the only way to save He Lai's life, but you will be wiped out, turned into a lonely ghost, and will never be able to live again. ”

"Master, Xue'er has no regrets!"

Master Huitong nodded, and asked He Suowei and Zhang Qin to return and take He Lai to Wutai Mountain.

He was afraid to lie that he would give up the treatment, and he would go to see Mount Wutai in his lifetime, but his last wish. After completing the formalities, he chartered a plane all the way to send He Lai directly to Wutai Mountain, and then the couple carried a stretcher into Master Huitong's bedroom.

Murong Yan in the painting saw He Lai's emaciated face and pale face, no matter how hoarse she called, He Lai fell asleep without answering, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

"If I can save you, I will die without regrets. ”

Suddenly, she let out a loud cry and began to struggle and writhe, from the initial gritted teeth and stares gradually became hideous, blood slowly flowed down her forehead, and the white and tender skin of her body gradually became dry and wrinkled.

The first thing that came out of the painting was a pair of bloody legs.

This is a pair of skinless legs, which have long lost their former whiteness and tenderness, and in the blood, the pieces of bright red flesh look so thrilling.

In the middle of the night, Murong Yan left a complete human skin, and walked out of the painting with blood dripping from her face, and then, she staggered step by step to He Lai's bed, lay on him, hugged him tightly, and the white sheets were instantly stained red with blood.

Faced with this true feeling, He Wei's voice choked: "Child, thank you for saving Helai." Is there anything we need to tell him?"

——Leaning on a window, warming a pot of old wine, I really want to walk among the flowers with you, drink under the moon, listen to the falling flowers silently, and laugh tirelessly to see the light rain drifting.

——I really want to cook snow for tea with you, fold plum for poetry, enjoy the sunrise together, and watch the sunset together.

- As if playing chess against you, you can also smile and be speechless.

——Out of the soil, into the soil, life and death are inseparable from the mud incense; the king and I have no painting, free with the wind and clouds, a wave of dust and smoke is a little deep......?

As Murong Yan muttered to herself, her body was gradually fading like a wisp of green smoke, and her voice became weaker and weaker, until finally, her voice was like a mosquito chirping, although she didn't understand what she meant at the beginning, but there were two sentences in the end Zhang Qin really heard it.

The first sentence is: "If you have a heart, twist the ashes to make a mound, if you have love, a glass of wine to pour the grave soil of the slave, if you have no intention, there is no complaint."

If this first sentence makes Zhang Qin a little puzzling, then the next sentence is easy to understand.

"I really want to give you a baby, but it's too late. I'd love to hold your hand, but it's impossible. I give you my life, you take my place for me, live well......"

Zhang Qin couldn't help but shed tears, deeply blaming herself for her arbitrariness.

Suddenly!

I only heard He Lai on the bed "hum" softly, and a tear flowed down the corner of his eye, and then, he suddenly opened his arms and hugged Murong Yan who was about to disappear.

Master Huitong was already sweating profusely, and couldn't help but be shocked when he saw this: "Little friend, let it go quickly! Otherwise, you will be wiped out with Xue'er!"

"Why mourn in life, why suffer in death? I made a promise to Xue'er that we would stay with each other and never live alone. Just ask my father and mother to bury me and Xue'er in the same cave, and my heart will be enough. ”

"In that case, Mom will die with you!" Zhang Qin seemed to lose her mind and pounced.

"Wife, how can I live without you!" He was so frightened that he didn't hold it when he got up, didn't think about it, and pounced on it.

"Amitabha!" Master Huitong folded his hands and sighed: "What is the situation in the world? In this case, the last skill in the curse, called Huipu, may be a try. ”

This "repatriation" is the most "empathetic" of the entire curse, and is intended to be used when the caster has no time to regret the bitter fruit due to impulse. Although it can turn things around, if you are not careful, the caster's six veins will be damaged, and whether the practitioner is alive or dead, or passing through reincarnation, it all depends on creation.

Master Huitong recited the incantation, only to see the ancient paintings float up, swaying and covering the family.

"The painting faces southeast, hangs on the wall, on the seventh day of the seventh month, lights incense at 0:00, one person and one pillar, kneels on the ground and prays, the incense is extinguished into the painting, only once a year. If the painting is destroyed, there will never be reincarnation. Remember, remember. ”

Immediately after, a golden light spread around the painting, and in a flash, everyone on the bed disappeared in an instant.

Venerable Huitong sat cross-legged, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, saw that the bed was empty, smiled, folded his hands, and chanted: "My Buddha is compassionate!"

The light disappeared, and it was pitch black in front of him, and he couldn't see his fingers, as if a huge black room was shrouded in what he feared.

"Lao He, Lao He!"

Hearing Zhang Qin's trembling shout, knowing that she was fine, He was afraid of a burst of excitement in his heart, and while responding, he crawled towards Zhang Qin in the dark.

The husband and wife hugged each other and comforted each other, and suddenly remembered where their son came from, and in the call, only their own echo answered them.

Without their son, the couple was naturally very anxious, holding hands and calling as they walked forward in the dark. As the woods turned from dense to thin, and the moonlight fell like a silver fishing net, the two of them saw their environment clearly.

I just turned over a mountain, and there was a river in front of it, and there was an abrupt boulder by the river, just enough to rest. Where did Zhang Qin walk on such a rugged mountain road, his body was scratched in many places, and his feet were sore and painful, so he sat down and wanted to catch his breath. He is afraid of timidity, looking around vigilantly, if there are jackals, tigers and leopards, except for jumping into the river to survive, I am afraid that there is no way to escape.

Suddenly, at this moment, two black shadows in the distance walked towards this side, silent like ghosts, He was already vigilant, and when he saw this, he pulled Zhang Qin off the boulder, covered her mouth and nose, and signaled her to silence.

"Tomorrow night, when I lead out of Murong Tianshan, you will set up a net here, and you will execute him here. What do you think?"

"Very good. It's just that how do you lure Murong Tianshan out and convince him of it?"

"In order to get rid of Murong Tianshan, I gave my lady away, this game, I have been laying it out for ten years! I let Situ Jiannan disintegrate his strength from the inside, and let Situ Yan intentionally get close to him and finally destroy his heart. saw success, but unexpectedly, he was disrupted by a bad animal. This Murong Yan got the true inheritance of Murong Tianshan at a young age, and he had to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, if he didn't get rid of it, he would have trouble in the future. ”

"I really didn't expect this game to be so exquisitely arranged. Anyway, do as you say, and I'll go back and set it up. ”

After the two black shadows discussed, they investigated the site for a while, and then returned quietly. He was afraid to hold his breath and star, Zhang Qin's face turned pale with fright, and his heart almost stopped.

Extrapolating in this way, this should have been the night before Murong Tianshan was killed, so Murong Yan should still be a ten-year-old child at this time.

At the moment, finding out where it came from is key, and nothing else matters. Afraid of waiting for someone to come, He was afraid to pull Zhang Qin and hurriedly walked away for a while, and sure enough, some firelight shook in the distance and walked towards them. The two hurriedly hid in the depths of the dense forest, for fear of being detected, and did not dare to make a slight move.

"Lao He, what's going on?"

Zhang Qin is still confused. As the light of the fire approached, a group of centaurs jumped into view, and from the way these people were dressed, He Feared gradually sorted out some clues.

It should have been crossed. If I'm not mistaken, the date is around 1136 AD. He was afraid to hold his wife's hand, and told her with a firm look, don't worry, I have everything with me.