Fang Qingluan pondered: "If I call for rescue, the villagers may not be able to move these big stones weighing hundreds of catties each, and they can't move them after a few moves, so they will inevitably go away, and they must be moved to benefit." ”

Then he cried out, "All these treasures of gold and silver are mine, and you shall not be blushing." I would give you three thousand taels of silver, and I might as well have it. Then he shouted in a shrill voice: "There are many gold and silver treasures here, and naturally those who see them have a share, as long as anyone sees them, everyone must have a share." ”

Then he pretended to be a hissing voice and said: "Don't let others hear it, those who see it have a share, although there are many gold jewels, after all, they are thin." These pretended answers were all transmitted far away by internal force.

The villagers heard it clearly, were surprised and delighted, and rushed to carry the boulder. Although the boulder was heavy, with the joint efforts of everyone, it was finally moved piece by piece. Fang Qingluan didn't wait for all the boulders to move away, and when he saw that the exposed gap was enough to pass through his body, he immediately went up to the wall of the well, and with a bang, he rushed out.

The villagers were taken aback, and when they saw that he was fleeting, they immediately disappeared. Everyone was suspicious, although they were afraid, but at last they were lured by money, and they worked hard to lift more than ten big stones aside, connect the ropes that bound the firewood and vegetables, and rope one of the most daring men into the well.

As soon as this man reached the bottom of the well, he stretched out his hand and immediately touched Da Liaokong, and when he touched this person, he did not move, but he thought it was a dead body. But they did not give up, but they took some counsel, lit a few pine sticks, and went to the bottom of the well to inspect them.

But when they saw the three "dead corpses" rolling in the mud, motionless, thinking that they had been dead for a long time, where was there any gold, silver, and jewelry? The peasants in the countryside thought that human life was at stake, and if the government was alarmed, perhaps the eldest lord would frame everyone for money and murder, and they were terrified and scattered in a hurry, and after returning home, some of them would inevitably have a headache and a fever.

Soon there were all kinds of legends, foolish men and foolish women, and there were many incidents. It is said that every moonlit night, there are four ghosts covered in mud by the well, and those who see it have a headache and fever, and are seriously ill, so they must be sacrificed at the right time. Since then, there has been a steady stream of cigarettes next to this dry well.

It wasn't until noon that the three people at the bottom of the well woke up one after another. The first to wake up was Han Ning'er, her skills were shallow, and although her internal strength was completely lost, there was not much originally, and there was little damage.

After she woke up, she naturally thought of Lu Qian, although it was broad daylight, there was still nothing in sight in the deep well, she reached out and touched Lu Qian, and shouted: "Lu Gongzi, Lu Gongzi, you ...... You...... What's wrong with you?"

I didn't hear Lu Qian's response, but said that he had been strangled by Da Liaokong, and couldn't help but caress the "corpse" and cry bitterly, hugged him tightly to his chest, and cried: "Lu Gongzi, you are so affectionate to me, but I don't have a good word or color for you for a day, I just hope that in the future, Siluo will have to trust the arbor and repay you well, how do you know...... Who knows...... We are suffering from our lives, and today you are dead at the hands of evil monks......"

Suddenly, I heard Da Liao Kong say: "The girl is half right, although the old man is an evil monk, Lu Gongzi did not die at my hands." ”

Han Ning'er exclaimed: "Could it be...... Is it my brother's poisoner?...... Why is he so ruthless?"

At this moment, Lu Qian's internal breath was smooth, and when he woke up, he heard Han Ning'er's delicate voice in his ears, and he was overjoyed, and he felt that he was being held by her, and he didn't dare to move at the moment, lest she be noticed by her, and she couldn't help but let go.

But he heard Da Liao Kong say: "Your Lu Gongzi not only died in the hands of the evil monk, on the contrary, the evil monk almost lost his life in the hands of Lu Gongzi." ”

Han Ning'er wept and said: "At this moment, you still have the heart to laugh! You don't know that my heart is so painful, you might as well strangle me to death, so that I can follow Lu Gongzi under the Yellow Spring." ”

Lu Qian was very affectionate when he heard her words, and he was really overjoyed and overjoyed.

Although Da Liaokong's internal strength is lost, his mind is still very meticulous, and his insight is of course Zhuo Chao is as extraordinary as before, but when he heard the sound of Lu Qian's thin breathing, he was obviously trying his best to suppress it, and he had guessed his intentions, sighed softly, and said: "Lu Gongzi, I learned the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin by mistake, and I went crazy, and it was dangerous, if you hadn't sucked my internal strength, Lao Wei would have died of madness." At this moment, although Lao Gao's martial arts are lost, his life is still there, and he must thank you for saving his life. ”

Lu Qian was a humble gentleman, and when he heard him say that he wanted to thank him, he couldn't help but say: "Why should the master be too humble?

When Han Ning'er heard Lu Qian speak, she was overjoyed, and she was stunned, and immediately understood that he deliberately did not move, so that she could hold him, and she couldn't help but be ashamed, pushed him hard, smacked, and said, "You are a person!"

Lu Qian was also flushed when she saw through the mechanism, and he hurriedly stood up and leaned against the opposite well wall.

Da Liaokong sighed: "Although the old man is in Buddhism, his competitive heart is still stronger than ordinary people, and today's fruit has been planted thirty years ago. Alas, greed, hatred, and ignorance are three poisons, none of which are exempt, but they claim to be high monks, pay tribute to themselves and are arrogant, and they are not ashamed. ”

Lu Qian was panicking in his heart, and he didn't know if Han Ning'er was angry, but after listening to Da Liaokong's disheartened words, his sympathy suddenly rose, and he asked, "Why did the master say this?

Da Liao was silent for a long time, and secretly lucked, knowing that decades of hard work and cultivation had been wasted. He was originally a man of great wisdom and wisdom, and his Buddhist cultivation was also very profound, just because he practiced martial arts, his competitive heart was growing day by day, and his heart towards Buddha was becoming weaker, and he had today's things.

He sat down in the mud and suddenly saved: "If you come to teach the Buddha, the first thing is to be greedy, to love, to take, and to entangle, so that you can have the hope of liberation." But none of them could go, and the chains of fame and sharpness bound me tightly. Today's martial arts are all lost, but don't you know that Shakyamuni has enlightened me to change my evil and return to the right, so that I can be pure and liberated?" he looked back on what he had done over the past decades, and sweat was dripping down his forehead, and he was ashamed and sad.

Lu Qian heard that he didn't answer, and asked Han Ning'er, "Where is Gongzi Fang?"

Han Ning'er said "ah" and said, "Where is the senior brother? ”

When Lu Qian heard her words "I forgot", he was really happy, and he liked it more than anything else. Originally, Han Ning'er put all her heart on Fang Qingluan, but at this moment, after a long time, she didn't expect him, it can be seen that her heart for herself is really sincere, in her heart, she has transposed with Fang Qingluan.

I only heard Da Liao Kong say: "Lao Gao has offended many times in the past, and I would like to thank you." He bowed down as he spoke.

Although Lu Qian couldn't see him salute, he hurriedly returned the salute and said, "If it weren't for the master who brought the late student to the Central Plains, how could the late student meet Miss Han? ”

Da Liao said: "That is the good fortune accumulated by the son himself." The evil deeds of the old man have become a helping factor. The son is kind-hearted and has endless blessings. The old man said goodbye today, and since then, he has been separated by thousands of miles, but I am afraid that it will be rare to see him again. This scripture, the son of his day is convenient, and he asked the old man to return it to the Shaolin Temple. I wish the two of them raising their eyebrows and growing old together. As he spoke, he handed over the sludge-stained "Book of Eternal Life" to Lu Qian.