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The ancient Buddha with green lanterns is accompanied by yellow scrolls.

The artistic conception is a fugue with endless aftertaste.

There is no green lantern, only bright moonlight, no yellow scrolls, only yellow grass, and no ancient Buddha, but there is a statue of the god of the land.

Chu Xuan was lying on the cold ground, with some scattered yellow grass around him, and a striking blood mark on his pale face and eyebrows.

This is a land temple that has been abandoned for a long time, the small land temple does not even have an outer wall, only a lonely small temple, located in the mountain col, desolate, lonely, no one worships.

Everything in the small temple has long gone through the vicissitudes of life, the temple gate falls to the ground at will, and the roof is shabby, and even the simplest shelter from the wind and rain cannot be done.

The only thing that can be seen in the small temple is the statue of the land god on the main shrine, the idol is old, some damaged, but it does not affect the whole of the statue, in front of the statue, a somewhat crooked offering table is difficult to support.

Whether it is a statue or an offering table, it can be seen that it has been wiped recently, although it is shabby, but there is not too much dust, and on the crooked offering table, there are a few fruits that are no longer fresh at this time, as well as half a steamed bun, and then there is a little porridge in a broken bowl.

A little girl of only five or six years old, dressed in dirty clothes, with a pair of shabby shoes with exposed toes on her feet, and a dirty little face under her scattered hair.

The little face looked a little pale and sallow, which was obviously a case of long-term malnutrition, but the little girl's big bright eyes were unusually striking.

The little girl knelt on the ground reverently, clasped her hands together and kowtowed three times to the idol of the land father, "The land father, thank you for taking me and my big brother." ”

After that, she got up and picked up the fruit on the table and ate it, the fruit looked not only small, but also almost rotten, but the little girl didn't care at all, and ate a few fruits in three or two bites.

picked up half of the steamed bun, glanced at Chu Xuan next to him, broke the half of the steamed bun again, put the other half in the porridge, and then devoured the tiny piece of steamed bread.

After eating, the little girl patted her little belly with satisfaction, "It's full." ”

picked up the broken bowl, came to Chu Xuan's side, and carefully fed the porridge and the melted steamed bun into Chu Xuan's mouth with a broken spoon, little by little, very carefully.

After a while, the porridge was finished, there were no steamed buns left, and the little girl sat next to Chu Xuan as usual, dragging her chin with both hands and looking at the person who had been unconscious.

"Big brother, when will you wake up?" said the little girl's immature voice.

As usual, there was no answer.

A gust of wind blew, and the little girl hurriedly jumped up and used her thin body to protect Chu Xuan from the cold wind, because every time the wind blew, Chu Xuan would cough violently, and even vomited blood once.

After the cold wind passed, the little girl relaxed, and the little girl looked at Chu Xuan for a while, and then lay down beside him and fell asleep.

This has been the case for several days, and Chu Xuan has always been

It's quiet, it's quiet like it's dead.

Tonight is the full moon.

The bright moonlight was scattered, shining through the hole in the roof of the small temple, and the moonlight was like water, flowing on Chu Xuan and the little girl.

Suddenly, Chu Xuan, who had been motionless, his body trembled suddenly, and on his chest, a pair of black flower tattoos covered by blood stains and animal skins gradually lit up in the moonlight.

Subsequently, from the tattoo, a stream of pure essence flowed out, like a clear spring flowing through Chu Xuan's entire body.

For a long time, the weird black flower tattoo on Chu Xuan's chest was really mysterious, Chu Xuan didn't know what it was for, and he didn't know what it was, he only knew that it seemed to be known to many people, but no one told him.

For a long time, the black flower tattoo was like a parasite attached to Chu Xuan's body, endlessly absorbing the essence and breath in Chu Xuan's body.

How domineering the Xuanwang technique is, how huge the essence that Chu Xuan has absorbed every day and night for so long, coupled with the red-tailed beast and the situation in the Martial God Residence, even if it is a pig, it should step into the realm of Kaiyang.

However, Chu Xuan has been difficult to improve his realm for such a long time, and to a large extent, most of the help has been absorbed by tattoos.

As the saying goes, a peck and a drink, maybe there is really a fixed number of cycles.

Chu Xuan used to nourish the mysterious tattoo with essence, but at this time, Chu Xuan's life was dying.

The tattoos are starting to feed back!

Clear springs flowed all over Chu Xuan's body, the originally broken bones were healing little by little, the broken viscera was also recovering little by little, the eight veins of the Qi Jing that had been cut off were also healing little by little, even the abolished dantian was also recovering little by little.

At this moment, the black flower tattoo has become the best doctor, and with the rejuvenation of his wonderful hands, Chu Xuan is getting out of danger step by step.

On that day, Chu Xuan was tortured and tortured by Feng Bo, especially the last sword, which pierced the spirit platform, and when Chu Xuan was about to scatter, a cyan insect in his mind rushed out from the center of his eyebrows and shattered the sword.

And that cyan insect is the bronze chisel that broke through the boundary breaking array by Lin Xi, a person from the immortal realm, on the Nine Swords Mountain that day, and it was also in the middle of the martial god, when Chu Xuan fought with the divine consciousness of the Victory Evil Sword Lord of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion, the cyan worm that made the Victory Evil Sword Lord lose his mind in one fell swoop.

So in the end, it seemed that Yingbo's sword pierced Chu Xuanmei's spiritual platform, and blood splashed, but in fact, it was just a skin injury, and the sword was shattered by a cyan insect, and it did not pierce into the spiritual platform at all.

After that, the bracelet left by Xianwu sensed that Chu Xuan was in a catastrophe of life and death, and launched a teleportation in an instant, teleporting Chu Xuan out in an instant.

Such a coincidence, such a situation, saved Chu Xuan's life.

In this way, after so much, there is Chu Xuan, who is now lying in the land temple, hanging with a breath.

And at this moment, the feedback of the black flower tattoo made Chu Xuan's injured body begin to be nourished by the essence and clear spring, and began to recover little by little.

Nothing was said all night.

The sound of insects and birds woke up the little girl in the early morning, perhaps it was the hunger pangs that woke her up, and the little girl woke up in a daze, rubbing it back

His eyes, which were still very sleepy, yawned, stretched his waist, and looked at Chu Xuan beside him, but he still didn't move.

The little girl walked to the offering table, knelt down gently, and said to the father-in-law of the land reverently, "Father-in-law of the land, I am out, and I will bring tribute to eat with me and the eldest brother." ”

After saying that, the little girl left the Land Temple.

In the empty land temple, there was no sound, only the statue of the land god on the throne stood quietly, and Chu Xuan on the ground lay silently.

Soon, the sun sets over the western mountains.

When it was dark, the little girl came back, but she was not as happy as she was every time with some fruits and steamed buns thrown away by others.

I saw that the little girl was wet, one watermark at a time, and there were drops of water on her hair, the little girl looked very sad, kept touching her tears, came to the land temple, glanced at Chu Xuan on the ground, glanced at the statue of the father-in-law of the land, and suddenly, cried even louder.

"Father-in-law of the land, they are bad, obviously they are crabs caught by Qianqian, but they don't say that Qianqian stole them, woo woo, they are bad. ”

The little girl walked to Chu Xuan's side, cried, and said, "Big brother, I'm sorry, Qianqian didn't find anything to eat, and the father-in-law of the land is going to be hungry, I'm sorry......" The little girl was greatly wronged and slowly lay down beside Chu Xuan.

Perhaps she was too hungry, and the little girl slowly fell asleep.

It's just that in her sleep, the little girl is still crying, the cold wind blows at night, and the wet clothes make the little girl shiver.

The moonlight came as scheduled.

The black flower tattoo still continued to flow out of the essence and clear spring, nourishing Chu Xuan's body, and a little bit of light floated out from Chu Xuan's body, enveloping the little girl inside.

The light blocked the cold wind, warmed and dried the wet clothes on the little girl's body, entered her body, and relieved her hunger.

The little girl slowly stopped crying, her frozen and shivering body slowly stretched, the little girl turned over gently, leaned on Chu Xuan's body, and her little hands and feet were on Chu Xuan's body, and Chu Xuan was used as a stove.

At this time, the corners of Chu Xuan's mouth, who did not move, rose slightly, revealing a smile.

(End of chapter)