Black clouds overhead, and winds howling. Under the cold wind in the air, the rainstorm in the air was like a small pebble, and it hurt for a while when it hit the body.

It seems that the old willow tree has been angry.

Bing Lei simply glanced at the metal box, and saw that there was no special pattern on the black box, so he stopped studying, looked up at the sky, turned around and shouted: "This place is not suitable for a long time, everything is lost, follow me!"

More than a dozen people quickly crawled out and gathered, and Ice Thunder held the metal box in his arms and pushed it to the front.

The wind was howling and the force was amazing, and every step required a great deal of strength, and everyone was inclined to a forty-five degree angle, and walked with difficulty step by step.

Looking back at the difficult appearance of his subordinates, Bing Lei simply put the horse in front of him as a shield, and against the strong wind, he led a dozen people all the way out of the Black Forest with difficulty.

The moment the last man stepped out of the edge of the Black Forest, the storm subsided. The thunder in the sky grew louder and louder, as if it was angry and angry.

Everyone was slumped on the ground, so tired that they couldn't move their fingers, only gasping for air.

Bing Lei also sat on the ground, looked at the large depression on the horse's body, and shook his head, this horse can't survive.

Taking a slight breath, Ice Thunder focused his attention on the metal box in his hand.

I don't know what material this metal box is made of, and with the full force of the ice and thunder, only a small hundred dots were left on the surface of the box, which was no longer visible after being beaten by the rain.

The lock was quite ordinary, and the ice thunder pulled it down with a twist of his hand.

When I opened the box, the contents were unexpectedly neatly arranged.

A purple gold bowl, a small piece of black wood, two beads and three ancient books, and the rest is a large handful of gold needles more than a foot long.

Bing Lei picked up the two beads and looked at them, but he couldn't tell the difference, so he simply put them in his arms.

The covers of the three books are all seal characters, and they have been mixed with the old ghost for a long time, and the fully activated brain cells have written down a lot of this knowledge intentionally or unintentionally.

Bing Lei just looked at it, and he could tell that there were two Diamond Sutras among them, and the remaining one had "Yin and Yang Clone Dafa" written on it.

Bing Lei tilted his head and thought about it, if he had something.

Picking up the golden needle and the purple gold bowl, they knocked on each other, making a crisp sound, and they were very confused about an old dryad collecting this kind of thing.

Grabbing the wooden block again, Bing Lei's face changed.

At that moment, he felt the cells of his whole body tremble, and a huge vitality in the palm of his hand entered his body, and the hungry cells after the crazy battle last night quickly felt full.

This feeling is very familiar.

"Life Force Infusion!" Ice Thunder stared at the inconspicuous small wooden block in his hand, his heart shocked beyond words.

He could feel that the vitality contained in this little thing was unbelievably rich.

"What the hell is this?"

I fiddled with it in my hand for a long time, but I still didn't have a clue.

"Forget it, it's always good for me! I'll talk about it when I get back to Baihugang. ”

Tucking the small piece of wood into his waist, he had decided to take it with him.

The harvest was huge, Bing Lei was in a good mood, he threw the rest of the things back into the box, stood up and kicked up the men who were paralyzed on the ground behind him, and waved his big hand: "Go! Go to the county seat to celebrate!"

In the evening, Shifang suddenly woke up.

"It's broken, I slept until dark unconsciously, the Golden Buddha hasn't been found yet, the master is coming back, what to do, what to do!"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

A spirit in the ten directions jumped up, constantly thinking about excuses in his heart, and trotted all the way to the door of the main hall.

Lying on the crack of the door and glancing, Shifang scratched his head and said to himself, "How is it the ice donor." By the way, I can ask the Ice Donor to help me find the Golden Buddha. ”

After thinking about it, he shook his head: "No, the ice donor was going to rob my Golden Buddha last night, and asked him to help find it."

The knock on the door sounded again, and the voice of ice and thunder came in: "Little monk, I saw you, hurry up and open the door for me!"

"Forget it, let's make up nonsense, Amitabha, sin and sin. Shifang is talking nonsense in order to protect the Golden Buddha, Buddha, you must not blame it!" Shifang muttered two sentences before slowly opening the door.

Bing Lei walked in slowly, looked at Shifang with a smile, and said, "It took so long to open the door, could it be that the Golden Buddha was hidden?"

"How come!" Shi Fang was startled, and hurriedly made an innocent appearance: "The Golden Buddha is carried by the master, donor, you should die!"

Bing Lei stretched his hands and sighed: "What do I want your Golden Buddha for, I want that old ghost!"

Shifang said with a bitter face: "Don't tell me this, you know that I can't persuade the master!"

"Forget it!" Bing Lei shook his head and beckoned: "Little monk come with me, I got two Buddhist scriptures, help me see what the difference is!"

"Huh, read the scriptures again?" Shifang was a little reluctant.

"Hurry up!" Bing Lei scolded with a smile: "I brought you something good, Meixiangyuan's potpourri crisp." ”

"What is Meixiangyuan?" Shifang said blankly.

Bing Lei had a strange expression: "Those bastards don't want to come out when they go in." Forget about them, come and have a look with me. ”

On the second floor, the little monk lit the lamp, and Bing Lei took out two different Diamond Sutras and threw them on the table.

Shi Fang was a little surprised, and looked down: "There is still this style of Diamond Sutra." ”

"I know it's a small seal written on the cover, but I can't understand the content inside, especially the blue cover, I don't know any of the words inside!"

Shifang turned over the book and looked at it carefully, looked up and said: "This is written in Tianzhu Sanskrit, the penmanship and style are very ancient, I only cleaned the Tibetan scripture pavilion in the temple, and occasionally saw a few similar scriptures, but I don't understand Sanskrit, the donor should ask my master in this regard!"

"That's right, I will!" Bing Lei nodded and said, "Can you help me see the difference between another Diamond Sutra and an ordinary Diamond Sutra?"

"This is easy to do, the little monk will recite the Diamond Sutra since he was a child, and the little monk will recite it from beginning to end, and the donor will naturally know. ”

Bing Lei nodded: "That's it, thank you!"

Shifang picked up the scriptures, purified his heart and slowly opened his mouth: "That's what I smell." For a while, the Buddha was defending the country. Gishu to the Garden of Solitude. with the great bhikshu congregation. 1,250 people. Then the world. When eating. Dressed in a bowl ......"

The little monk's voice was not loud, just now Bing Lei didn't feel anything, but as he continued to chant the scriptures, Bing Lei only felt that the sound of the scriptures was becoming more and more connected, and in the end, it was just like Hong Zhong Da Lu, deafening. At the same time, some of the remaining willow essence yin qi in his body actually began to tremble, and it began to pass little by little in a state of collapse.