I have run out of oil, and I have bled from my seven orifices. No matter how subtle the recipe for longevity and the spring and autumn of the big dream are, after all, it is not an inexhaustible bottomless abyss, and there will always be a time when the oil runs out and the lamp runs dry.

At this time, a Buddha horn was announced, and I didn't know if it was really an illusion. In my ignorance, I saw a gray-clothed monk holding a Zen staff and inserting it into the ground, with a huge roar. The old monk lowered his head, put his palms together, and suddenly raised his head in the face of the cattle and roared!

Authentic Buddhist lion roar!

King Kong is angry, fearless in acting, if he comes to the right voice, there is a lion's roar, intimidating sentient beings.

The lion's roar is followed by the Buddhist scriptures.

The sound is like thunder, and the name is miles away.

The surging herd suddenly stopped, the red in their eyes faded, and the state of madness finally returned to peace, and for a time the whole glimmer of heaven fell silent.

It turns out that cows can also understand the Dharma.

I wondered how far those herdsmen had run and whether they had made it out of the canyon.

However, I spat blood in my mouth. I thought to myself, "It's not a problem to vomit blood like this." When the bow is full, it will naturally send out the sharpest arrows, but if the force is too full, the bow will break.

If this bow is broken, it will not be as simple as a fall. It can range from being crippled for life to dying on the spot.

The old monk pulled out the bamboo reed Zen staff and carried me to the hiding place of the girl he had just saved, and took my pulse. I held it for a long time, but my fingers gently swiped down my wrist and brought it close to my mouth.

"Drink!" the old monk is like an old man in the village, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes.

His blood was not the scarlet color of ordinary people, but the golden yellow that was only recorded in obscure Buddhist scriptures!

This is the color of blood that only a Buddha has! He is already a Buddha who has truly attained the state of Vajra.

When the old monk saw me wake up, he smiled and said, "Donor, the poor monk is a monk of Kurong in Dafutu Temple, do you remember?"

I thought about it for a long time before I remembered, "Isn't this the old monk who went to the Dafutu Temple that day, sat in the main hall and fell asleep, and wanted to cheat me out of my money?"

I asked, "Old monk, why are you here?"

The old monk said: "The poor monk came to the Huns, just for the new Shan Yu to despise my Buddha, close the temple, and kill my monk." Buddhism in the world is in the same vein, but the old monk can't see death without help. Unexpectedly, I met the donor here, and it was really fateful. ”

I nodded and said, "This Ren Shan Yu is indeed too heavy to kill, and he is known as the head of the four major demons of the Huns." I came to the Xiongnu this time to seize the position of Shan Yu and let his underground Huchuquan take the throne. This Hu Chuquan is kind-hearted and a good man!"

The old monk smiled: "I hope the donor can win." ”

He got up and said, "Donor, you have drunk my blood, I believe that there must be some benefits to the donor's recovery." It's just that your meridians are damaged and you have entered the pseudo-vertical and horizontal realm, which is not a good thing for cultivation. I hope that my Buddha's blood can help you enter the Donkey Kong realm, and then the Buddha and the Tao will be integrated, and it can be regarded as the creation of the donor. ”

The old monk rose and fell several times and sent the children to the bottom. He also did not stop, drifted to the bottom again, and recited the "Diamond Sutra" all the way. I can only hear the Zen sounds, like ethereal in the sky.

I fell asleep again.

When I woke up again, the first thing that caught my eye was a beautiful face. In the canyon, when the ten thousand cattle gallop at first sight, it was already amazing, at this time, his eyes were like water, the skin color was like mutton fat, but his face was full of heroism, and he stood tall in the strong wind and grass, and he looked heroic. The wind and sand in the north are rough, and the woman is rarely watery, but she has a pair of rare dark green eyes, like green mountains and green water.

"Brother, are you awake?" the woman said softly. It turned out that I had slept for a long time, and she didn't know how I was hurt, and she didn't dare to wake me, so she put her arms around me and let my head rest on her lap.

I found out where I was, my face turned red, and I hurriedly got up and said, "Thank you girl for taking care of me, I'm fine." ”

The blood of the Buddha of the Kurong Holy Monk was really wonderful, and I was already on the verge of collapse, but after drinking his blood and sleeping for a few hours, I felt that my body had recovered sixty percent. It seems that after a few days of resting, it will gradually get better. The wind was strong at the top of the mountain, so I said, "Girl, let's go down the mountain." ”

But when I went up the mountain, I was in a hurry, so I carried her up. But now how do I hold a big girl's house? I was a little hesitant. The girl smiled and said, "Big brother, it's okay, come and hug me." "I saw her say this, thinking that coming to the Xiongnu side is not as polite as our Han people, so I went over and stretched out my arms to hug him, and after a few jumps, I arrived at the foot of the mountain.

She led the way, and we hadn't gone far before we saw the tent. This tent is next to a pool, and it is supposed to be the camp of the maiden family. The tribe didn't seem to have many people, so the tents were sparse, and when I arrived, many children came to surround me, calling me "big brother" incessantly.

Several old men fell to the ground, muttering words in their mouths, thinking to thank me for saving my life. I hurriedly picked them up and said, "No thanks." In fact, I have not done many good deeds in my life, but at this time I feel passionate, like a cloud.

After the herdsmen came to welcome me one by one, they went to the canyon to pick the carcasses of bison for autumn and winter storage, and the children also came to help with tools. In this way, it was quite a good vintage.

In the end, only the slim girl was left with me. Winter in the north came early, and the wealthy families mostly used mink, fox, green and mouse, raccoon dog skins as fur, and the poor made clothes and pants with the skins of cattle, horses, pigs, sheep, etc., and used cloth and silk in spring and summer. But the woman in front of her, although she is also wearing cowhide clothes and pants, is also simple and tidy, coupled with her natural beauty and generosity, she naturally has a fresh charm.

When the roughness of the north meets the grace of the south, there is also a unique beauty.

I looked at him stunned, also unintentionally. But she was blushing all over the place, her eyebrows were lowered, and her two fingers quietly twisted the corners of her clothes.

Just as he was embarrassed, he suddenly heard a lot of people's voices, but a large number of military horses had arrived here. I hurried on my horse to prevent the sinister Huns who were driving the herd. Sure enough, when the soldiers saw that the cattle had rushed past and did not return, they were suspicious, so they swung their swords and rushed into the canyon. They met a tribe carrying bison, and after a little inquiry, they learned that there was a man who had ruined their good deeds. At the moment, there was no hesitation, and he went straight to the tribe to kill!

Seeing the girl beside me from afar, a cavalryman shouted, and then more than thirty horsemen came to the tent of the tribe, ignoring my presence, and then there was a cruel laugh that all men understand. They circled around me and the girl, muttering obscenities that they didn't know what to say, and the equestrian skirmishers leaned over and reached out to ruffle the girl's clothes.

Enraged, I reached out and grabbed a horse by the tail and pulled it back. The horse was in pain, raised its hooves and neighed in pain. When the cavalry saw that they had ruined their good deeds, they all came at me with their sabers, and I reached out and grabbed the wrist of one of the soldiers, pulled and pulled, and with too much force, I threw him down to a mountain wall ten feet away, and suddenly fell into a blur of flesh and blood.

The rest of the cavalry was stunned, but that is, stunned, and then gritted their teeth and rode their horses at me. I caught up with my horse, grabbed the neck of a Hun soldier with one hand, and smashed him on the horse's back, and the horse's spine broke calmly, but the soldier was smashed into a pulp by me.

I just received the Buddha's life-saving grace, but I did such a big killing, after all, I couldn't bear it. I scolded: "I am Duan Dahu, the sworn brother of Hu Chuquan, and this woman is mine." Tell Yu Fuluo, I'll go to the royal court to settle accounts with him, if you don't want to die, get out of me!"