"Master, are you not greedy Master here?" Yu Muyan eagerly grabbed a little novice at the gate of Shaolin Temple and asked. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Xiao Shami embarrassedly let go of his hand and put his hands together: "Amitabha, female benefactor, Uncle Tai has not been back to the temple for a long time. ”

As soon as she heard that Master Bu was not in the temple, and remembered his personality of traveling all over the world, the last hope in Yu Muyan's heart was shattered.

In the vast sea of people, where can I find him?

In despair, suddenly, her eyes went dark and she fainted to the ground.

In a haze, Yu Muyan slowly opened her eyes, only to see herself lying in an antique room, with a faint scent of sandalwood wafting in the air from time to time.

"Miss Yu, you're awake. Seeing Yu Muyan wake up, Wu Wen stood up and came to the door to call.

Not long after, a person walked in outside the door, an old monk.

The old monk came to Yu Muyan's bedside and reached out to check her pulse.

"Master, how is Miss Yu's body, is there any illness?" Wu Wen asked with concern.

After a while, the old monk folded his hands and said, "Amitabha, just now the female benefactor was in a hurry, but now there is no big problem, and she can leave after a day's rest." ”

"I'm not sick, but I'm not leaving. I'm going to stay and wait for Master Bu Greed to come back. Yu Muyan said firmly.

"Amitabha, not greedy for his brother and sister yearn for freedom, his whereabouts have always been erratic, and the old man does not know when he will return to the monastery, and it is possible that he will never come back in this life. The old monk said kindly.

Yu Muyan was delicate, and when she heard the old monk call Master Bu Greedy as her junior brother, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she happily exclaimed: "You are not Master Yue, Master Bu Yue?"

"Amitabha Buddha is the old man. Master Buyue smiled slightly.

Seeing that the Master Buyue in front of her was a master whose Buddhism was more advanced than that of Master Buyue, Yu Muyan held the other party's hand tightly with both hands, and begged: "Master Buyue, please save Big Brother." ”

Master Buyue easily opened Yu Muyan's hand and said: "I have already heard what this Wu donor said, and I have also seen it myself, but helplessly, the injury of the donor is too serious, and the meridians of the whole body are destroyed, it is a miracle to be able to live until now, and the old man can't do anything." ”

"Master Buyue, I heard that Shaolin has a unique school called Yijin Jing, which can continue the meridians, and I hope that the master will not hesitate to give advice. Yu Muyan begged respectfully.

Master Buyue didn't reply, and a middle-aged monk on the side spoke: "The Yijin Sutra can only be studied by the heads of previous dynasties, do you think anyone who wants to learn can learn it?"

Master Buyue waved his hand to signal the middle-aged monk to stop talking, bowed slightly towards Yu Muyan, and said slightly apologetically: "Master Yu, I'm very sorry, the ancestral training is difficult to disobey." Although Lao Wei can't teach the Yijin Sutra, since you can come to Shaolin, it means that you have a relationship with the Buddha and me, and Lao Qu has a way to wake up the donor from a coma, but he is also a waste person after waking up, because the meridians of the whole body are broken and cannot move freely. Therefore, please also ask Yu Shizhu to think clearly about whether to do this. Is it to let the benefactor fall asleep and stay away from the troubles of the world, or let him sober up and face the cruelty of reality. ”

Hearing this, Yu Muyan hesitated in her heart.

Big brother, can I make this decision for you? If it were you, what would you choose?

Scenes from the past came to mind again, once because of his own negligence to kill his friend, he was deeply shocked and collapsed, and he was accompanied by wine all day long, and he was confused. But the righteousness in my heart has never gone away. Later, when he met the enemy again, he finally woke up like a dream, recovered himself, was able to take revenge, and let go of the past crimes.

He is a strong man, he is a person who dares to face no matter how difficult and dangerous it is, he is an eternal hero in my heart, and he definitely does not want to live like this.

"Don't be greedy, master, please let him come to his senses. Yu Muyan's eyes were firm, looking at the master who was not greedy.

Master Bu Greed nodded slightly, motioning for everyone to come with him.

Everyone came to a room next door, and was lying quietly on the bed with a pot of drink, pale and cold.

At this time, a novice on the side had already prepared a set of golden needles for the master of non-greed.

Unexpectedly, the master is not only profound in Buddhism and strong in martial arts, but also a master of famous medicine and Taoism.

I saw him grab the golden needle and quickly point to the major acupoints on his body.

After a cup of tea, a pot of tea has been pierced like a hedgehog by a golden needle.

Lifting up the body of a pot, Master Bu Greed sat cross-legged behind him, slowly pushed his palms forward, and imprinted them on his back.

A puff of green smoke slowly rose from the top of the head of the pot, and then the golden needle inserted in his body began to vibrate faintly, making a buzzing sound.

The whole process lasted for an hour, and after drinking a pot, his face slowly became rosy, his mouth opened slightly, and he kept exhaling turbid air from his mouth.

Finally, the Master of Immortality took his palm to regulate his breath, and carefully removed the golden needles from the body of the pot one by one, lay him down, covered the quilt, took out a golden pill from his arms, shattered it into powder with the power of his palm, and gently sprinkled it into the nostrils of the pot.

After everything was completed, Master Bu Greed got up and said to Yu Muyan: "What the old man should do has been done, as for whether he can wake up in the end, it depends on the donor's own creation." ”

Yu Muyan hurriedly thanked him, and after sending Master Bu Fei out of the room, she went straight to the bed and quietly stayed by the side of a pot.

Time passed minute by minute, and the pot was still unconscious, Yu Muyan held the right hand of the pot with both hands, and fell asleep on his chest.

In the darkness, a white figure appeared in front of her, hazy, she couldn't see her face clearly, she only felt that she was flowery, lively and agile, dancing gracefully in front, and stretching out her hands to herself from time to time.

Slowly, along the other party's hands, he reached out to her, but the moment the two hands intersected, it passed through as if transparent.

The girl still spun her dance steps, fluttering around the pot of drinks.

Drink a pot and bring your hand to your eyes, look at it carefully, and then look at the girl next to you, with a puzzled expression.

At this time, another figure appeared behind him, a tall man, followed by a woman in a strong suit on the side, and the two of them waved desperately to themselves in the distance.

There seemed to be an invisible force dragging itself step by step towards the man.

But as soon as he took a few steps, the dancer on the side turned around and came to the front of the pot, and continued to dance against him, but he stopped his steps, and pulled him to turn his head and walk in the other direction.

Drink a pot and follow the dancer slowly, with a bottomless abyss in front of her.

When she came to the edge of the cliff, the dancer did not stop at all, and jumped forward into the abyss.

The shadow that slowly fell stretched out her arms to the pot and motioned for him to come along.

With a slight smile on his face, he leaned forward and jumped down.

At this moment, a strong hand grabbed a pot, and turned his head strangely to look at it, and his expression was suddenly shocked.

A beautiful and refined face came into view, the woman who was desperate for herself, the woman who depended on her life.