The monk turned a deaf ear and continued to recite the scriptures over and over again...

One person chose to leave, and several others chose to leave, including three women, and in the end, only one monk remained, and the young Taoist priest. When Sister Su passed by the young man, she tugged on the young man's arm, "Go with my sister, Xiao Xu, it's too weird and dangerous here!"

The young man didn't move, still looking at Daoist Sun's side, and after Sister Su walked three or four steps with the second daughter, she found that the young man didn't follow, and when she returned, she grabbed the young man's sleeve and dragged it back. "Don't stand stupidly, there's nothing to see over there, it's all dead, let's go!"

"Sister, you go first, I'll stay and help Daochang Sun. The boy spoke firmly.

"What? you stupid, it's too dangerous here, you can't help much here, but it will affect the Dao Master's spell casting. Sister Su was a little anxious, and she couldn't wait to give the young man two slaps.

"Sister, there are some things that have to be done, thank you sister, I know you have always been good to me, but I really don't want to leave. The boy said stubbornly.

'Smack!' was a slap in the face, and half of the boy's face was hot and painful.

"Don't be sentimental, who cares about you little brat, just such an old way, half-hung monk, you fucking send you to death. The old lady can't control you!" With a shake of her hand, Sister Su turned her back on her face, not wanting to look at the face of the angry man who didn't pay for her life. Scolding as he walked: "You fucking little fool, it's good to die here, the old lady is so fucking stupid, cheap!"

The other two daughters were still waiting for Sister Su, looking at Sister Su's puffing out of anger and red eyes, she couldn't bear to persuade: "Sister, don't be angry, you have something to say." ”

"Get out of here!" Sister Su roared, turning around and roaring: "You little bastard, you don't know how many taels you pound, what kind of big head you pretend, don't let the old lady see you again." Regardless of the second girl's stunned expression, she shouted: "What do you see, go quickly!"

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The sunset is already on the horizon, the sunset reflects half the sky, and tomorrow should be a sunny day.

The young man saw Sun Daochang's master and apprentice sitting cross-legged in front of the incense case, and the question of asking the divine incense just now had been replaced by inviting the divine incense. Under the sunset, the master and apprentice were dressed in golden clothes, with a fairy wind and bones, and their expressions were solemn.

The boy walked up the high ground and did not go to the side of Sun Daochang, but came to the monk on the other side, sat down cross-legged beside the monk, and the monk stopped chanting the scriptures, which was already one hundred and eight times. Feeling a familiar atmosphere around him, the monk opened his eyes and looked at the young man around him, the young man just had a sense of closeness to the monk, and looked at the monk at the same time, and the two of them woke up at the same time!

"Are you the master of the Yangqi Town Monastery?" The first time the young man went out, he went to the monk's temple in Yangqi Town, and he saw this monk from afar. Because of that incense burner, the thousand-year-old incense makes each other closer. In the past two days, the boy has been far away from this monk, and he didn't think about it at all: thousands of miles away from his hometown, he could actually meet his fellow villagers.

"The little benefactor, the poor monk is lonely, it is in Yangqi Town that he is a monk, and his teacher respects Master Hui'an. Although I don't know the little donor, I seem to have met the little donor 20 days ago, when Master Hui'an gave Buddhist beads to a donor who came with him, and there was a female donor who wanted to become a monk at that time. "Silence's memory is truly extraordinary. I vaguely feel that I have some relationship with this young man, but I can't tell the reason.

"Master Silent Sky, I heard Master Hui'an recite the scripture just now in Song Qi Town! This place is thousands of miles away from my hometown, I don't know why the master is here?" the young man asked curiously.

This scripture is the teacher's teaching, the poor monk is taught by the teacher, dedicated to the Buddha, this time is also the teacher's enlightenment, beyond the dead, early into the reincarnation, the poor monk can also accumulate merit, as soon as possible. Master Lonely Sky had a natural affinity for this young man with a love for incense and a sense of local affection, and then said, "I don't know what the little donor is called?

"Master Lonely Sky, I am a Confucian disciple, you can call me Xiao Xu, I am going to Mount Tai next, it coincides with the disaster, and I happened to meet Dr. Sun Daochang Tongyuanhua, and I arrived here. "There are some things that the young man really can't say, and he says in general terms, anyway, it's the truth.

"Little benefactor, the poor monk wants to spend three days and three nights here, and after that, the plague is raging in the disaster area, and there will be no less than a million undead who need to be exceeded. "The solemn appearance of the silent void already has the demeanor of a Buddhist master.

"Master Silent Sky, the plague god has been exterminated by Master Yuanhua. The boy was puzzled.

"Yes, Mr. Yuanhua is indeed highly skilled, today several donors have symptoms of the plague, and Doctor Yuanhua immediately healed the scriptures, but the master said that within ten days, the plague will spread to other parts of the disaster area, and it will also affect most of Xinzhou, and millions of living beings will be miserable for this, Amitabha, sin. "Silence is sad, compassionate, humane.

"Is it true? there really will be an outbreak of the plague, is it really what Master Hui'an said?" the young man asked in surprise.

"The monks don't speak, it is the Venerable Master's entrustment to do their best, my Buddha is merciful, and I am the Buddha to cross sentient beings out of the sea of suffering, Amitabha. Silence replied.

"I see, I won't bother Master Lonely Sky when I am down, Master Silent Sky is really compassionate. The boy stood up and bowed deeply.

The Master of the Silent Sky saluted, returned to solemnity and solemnity on his face, and continued to surpass the undead...

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The young man got up, the slightest trace of the sunset was about to sink into the ground, and looked at the gray lake in front of him, where more than 100,000 yin spirits were condensed and dispersed, creating such a huge karma! Could this be the calculation of the Heavenly Dao?

Looking at Sun Daochang's side, Sun Daochang and his apprentices were still sitting cross-legged in front of the offering table, the smoke of the incense on the offering table was still straight, and the candle flame was still burning motionless and quietly. The master and apprentice seemed to be waiting, what were they waiting for? The young man recalled: Yesterday, it was clearly the meeting that Master Silent Sky had made with the three of them. Who's dating whom?

The young man came to Sun Daochang and asked puzzledly, "Sun Daochang, what are we waiting for?"

"Wait for the cigarette to drift away, wait for the heavens. Sun Daochang glanced at the young man, and was not a little surprised or moved by the young man's stay, but had a kind of vigilance.

"Master, a month ago, the disciple took advantage of a glimmer of heaven in your place and went to Great Xia, but I didn't expect that when I came back, this was actually a Ze country, why ......" Sun Daochang was sad in his heart, his face was cloudy, his eyes looked past the young man, and turned to look at the sunset.

The most glimmer of the sunset ends on the ground.... ...

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At this moment, a gray figure was speeding by, and the patched robe was hunting in a gallop.

A few days ago, Master Hui'an took his disciples to the disaster area, saw that there were many people in the disaster, so he and his disciples acted separately, the Buddhist monks are different, and they worked hard day and night to surpass the souls of the victims, the original victims of the numb and empty eyes gradually brightened, the people who had lost their relatives and grief gradually stopped their grief, and had the courage to live, every village where Master Hui'an lived, were all praised, and the Buddha was thanked by everyone!

Originally, he planned to linger in the nearby village for another day to overtake as many undead as possible, but after seeing the old man treating the sick, Master Hui'an changed his plan and decided to rush to Heze City immediately.

Master Hui'an, in the way forward, after meeting four men and three women on the road, the pace has changed from three feet three inches to thirty-three zhang, the lake and swamp can not stop the advance of this Buddhist monk, all of them are stepping by...

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After that, there was a figure running, the spiritual power was slowly blessed on the feet, the body was like a flying arrow, sweeping the ground, the original ordinary light boots under the feet, gradually emitting a lilac light, behind him, the sunset had sunk...

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After the last ray of light flashed in the sky, the wind and clouds changed, the heavens and the earth suddenly came to life, the sky was full of dark clouds, lightning and thunder, the wind blew the clothes of the lonely sky, the silent sky was still majestic, the chanting of scriptures did not stop for a moment, and the sound of Buddha passed through the crazy space and went straight into the sky.

The wind blows through the lake and the waves crash on the shore, the turbidity waves are surging, the half of the city wall is precarious, there is a possibility of collapse at any time, the roof ridge soaked in the water disappears from time to time under the turbid waves, the treetops exposed to the water are constantly swaying, and the corpses are rolling in the yellow muddy water, and it will not be long before they will be broken apart and unrecognizable.

Please Shenxiang was swept away by the wind, the smoke had already been blown away, the candle flame was swaying in the wind, difficult to support, the young Taoist priest held the spirit flag, swaying in the wind, Sun Daochang's expression was slightly loosened at this time, his left hand pinched the trick, and the heavenly machine was loose. Take out the compass and point it to the front.

"Master, what do you see?" the young disciple asked anxiously as he hugged the spirit banner with difficulty.

"Hejiao, it's still a hundred miles away from here," replied Sun Daochang

"Master, that's our town, we already have a big lake with a radius of dozens of miles, and the deepest part of the water is hundreds of zhang, and the river Jiao must be there. The young disciple replied.

"Daoist Sun, do we need to go over?" the young man took the initiative to propose this time.

"Little layman, you see the gloomy atmosphere here, we can't get out if we want to, there are already powerful ghosts here, I want to get rid of this ghost for my hometown fathers and elders first, so that their souls can return to their places, and they can step on the Huangquan Road with peace of mind, reincarnated and reincarnated, and Mo will be driven by the ghost after death. Sun Daochang choked up a little.

"Then Daoist, what should I do?" the young man asked, when the young man was enlightened by Daoist Sun, he eliminated his karma for two years, and he deserved to repay him at this critical moment tonight.

"Young man, can I borrow this axe from you?" asked Daochang Sun as he stared at the axe.

"Yes, the Taoist can use it. The young man took the axe off his waist and handed it to Daoist Sun with both hands.

Daoist Sun took the axe, kept groping in his hand, felt the thunder power contained in the axe, and muttered to himself: "How good it would be if this was a sword! It's a pity! Poor Dao carries the three-thunder peach wood sword for decades, and everywhere he goes, he is used to seeing the envy in the eyes of his peers, which is sad! I don't think that a little boy is actually pregnant with a nine-thunder peach axe!"

"Young man, I think you should be a disciple of Confucianism, but I don't know why you are here?" Daoist Sun always thought that there must be some heavenly opportunity for the young man to come this time.

"Dao Chief, don't be in a hurry to ask me, who do you see coming?" the young man pointed down the slope.

Sun Daochang heard the prestige of the past, at the bottom of the slope, a monk wearing a patch robe, as if out of thin air from the space, saw several people in the heights, the complexion changed again and again, and finally still clasped his hands, his face was solemn, and he walked up...