Chapter 1253
After crossing seven or eight corridors with Zhou Yi and Ju Zhong, he arrived in front of a meditation room.
Empty hand, gently knocked on the door, the door came out of an old voice: "come in!"
Then he opened the door and went in.
"Elder martial brother, these two benefactors are monks sent from above!" He introduced.
Zhou Yi at the same time and the bureau at the same time looked up, see that sitting on the bed with an old monk, the old monk thin skinny bones, look like that, as if in the next seconds will directly to the wind to see my Buddha.
"Two monks, it's really hard for you. The old monk is really useless. Before he finished his words, the old abbot coughed wildly.
Liaokong rushed forward, gently pounded his back, and then explained: "elder martial brother's body was OK before, but I went to the village below a few days ago, and in order to save people, he just slapped that thing. That's why it's like this now!"
Zhou Yi stepped forward, took the old host's wrist, and then slowly injected his own emerald green energy into the old host's body.
With the injection of emerald green energy, the gray face of the old host's face gradually returned to normal, and the fragile meridians in his body were slowly repaired by that energy.
As time goes by bit by bit, the old host seems to have a little more flesh and blood, looks thin and not so terrible.
More than ten minutes later, the old host's breath was stable, and his face was already bloody.
"How do you feel?" Zhou Yi took back his hand and asked.
After a lawsuit, the old host would go down to salute Zhou Yi. Zhou Yi pressed the arm of his old address and said, "don't be too polite. Let's talk about the matter at the foot of the mountain."
The old master nodded again and again.
Now, not only all the injured positions in his body have been repaired by Zhou Yi, but also the old meridians have been renovated by Zhou Yi.
The old host could live for 10 years, but now it is not a problem to live for another 30 or 40 years.
After sitting on the chair with the chair, he brought tea for the three in person. The old host then told Zhou Yi about what happened at the foot of the mountain.
Ancient temples have been built here for hundreds of years.
There is a small village down here. People living here have lived a peaceful and peaceful life for generations.
Until a few days ago, in the village at the foot of the mountain, someone reported that someone had lost his soul in the village, and asked the master of the temple to go down the mountain to have a look.
So he sent two monks down the mountain to summon souls.
But I didn't expect that the two monks would never go up the mountain again.
The next morning, the villagers at the foot of the mountain ran up the mountain again, shouting that the two masters had been sucked into their souls and were now in the villagers' homes.
When the old host heard about this, he went down the mountain with a little monk.
When they arrived at the villager's house, they saw that the two monks were already lying on the bed and were still motionless. In addition to breathing, all the souls in his body were lost, just like two vegetable people.
The old master's accomplishments are not enough to bring back their souls.
I thought that all the things that happened at the foot of the mountain were small things. In the past, people often lost their souls. However, if they were frightened and lost one soul and soul, then the monk would sing a piece of the soul returning Sutra, then the lost soul could be recovered. How could you imagine that this time was so serious.
"Who knows what happened last night?" The old host asked the owner of the family.
The master was a middle-aged man in his forties. He stepped out of the crowd and said respectfully, "I was there all the time last night. Because it was my mother-in-law who lost her soul, I stayed with the two masters last night."
"Did you see or hear anything different about last night?" Asked the old host.
The middle-aged man thought for a while, and then said positively: "last night, the two masters stayed in my mother-in-law's room and recited sutras for her. He and I stayed in front of the bed all the time. It was normal in the first half of the night, but in the latter half of the night, the two masters' chanting voices gradually disappeared. I thought they were too tired and didn't pay attention to it, but until this morning..." Here, the young man shivered for a moment, then continued: "I wanted to ask the two masters to get up for breakfast this morning, but I didn't expect that I called, and the two masters didn't respond. I thought they were asleep, so I went over and pushed them..."
"but I didn't expect that when I pushed them, they just fell on the ground like that, and he said Their bodies were cold, not only their cheeks, but also their bodies. I was so scared that I ran to the mountain to report
Hearing the middle-aged man say so, the old host stretched out his hand and turned over the eyelids of the monk lying on the bed.
Found that his pupil has already become a gray, even no matter how stimulate him, there is no response.But at this time, in the outside of the room suddenly spread a sound, all the people turn back, but nothing.
At this time, the old host felt a strong wind passing in front of him, and then he pushed the little monk around him fiercely, and then there was an energy pounding on the old host.
After flying two or three meters in the air, the old host's body directly fell on the wall of the resident's house, and then it fell to the ground.
Several people rushed to the past, and then helped the old host up.
"What the hell is it?" They all looked around in horror. It was the first time that they had seen this kind of thing after living here for so long.
To be exact, they didn't even see the shape of the thing clearly. As a result, the old host vomited blood directly because of this incident.
The old host waved his hand and stood up strongly. Then he said to the other villagers, "you must be careful after dark every night. Don't go to the street. The doors and windows must be locked. Cough... Don't worry, I will find a way to find that thing!"
The old leader's words still made everyone feel at ease. After listening to the leader's words, the mood of the people around him gradually calmed down. The old village head also went out to prepare defensive weapons with other people in the village.
However, the old master's body is not optimistic. After a few words here, the old host was helped back to the ancient temple by the two little monks.
As soon as he returned to the ancient temple, the old host directly lay on his bed. However, he still remembered the things in the village below, so he quickly got up and called the people above to report. He hoped that someone would come and remove the things in the village below the ancient temple.
Now it's getting dark. If we can't get the corresponding help, the old master can guarantee that more people will become the two monks
Empty hand, gently knocked on the door, the door came out of an old voice: "come in!"
Then he opened the door and went in.
"Elder martial brother, these two benefactors are monks sent from above!" He introduced.
Zhou Yi at the same time and the bureau at the same time looked up, see that sitting on the bed with an old monk, the old monk thin skinny bones, look like that, as if in the next seconds will directly to the wind to see my Buddha.
"Two monks, it's really hard for you. The old monk is really useless. Before he finished his words, the old abbot coughed wildly.
Liaokong rushed forward, gently pounded his back, and then explained: "elder martial brother's body was OK before, but I went to the village below a few days ago, and in order to save people, he just slapped that thing. That's why it's like this now!"
Zhou Yi stepped forward, took the old host's wrist, and then slowly injected his own emerald green energy into the old host's body.
With the injection of emerald green energy, the gray face of the old host's face gradually returned to normal, and the fragile meridians in his body were slowly repaired by that energy.
As time goes by bit by bit, the old host seems to have a little more flesh and blood, looks thin and not so terrible.
More than ten minutes later, the old host's breath was stable, and his face was already bloody.
"How do you feel?" Zhou Yi took back his hand and asked.
After a lawsuit, the old host would go down to salute Zhou Yi. Zhou Yi pressed the arm of his old address and said, "don't be too polite. Let's talk about the matter at the foot of the mountain."
The old master nodded again and again.
Now, not only all the injured positions in his body have been repaired by Zhou Yi, but also the old meridians have been renovated by Zhou Yi.
The old host could live for 10 years, but now it is not a problem to live for another 30 or 40 years.
After sitting on the chair with the chair, he brought tea for the three in person. The old host then told Zhou Yi about what happened at the foot of the mountain.
Ancient temples have been built here for hundreds of years.
There is a small village down here. People living here have lived a peaceful and peaceful life for generations.
Until a few days ago, in the village at the foot of the mountain, someone reported that someone had lost his soul in the village, and asked the master of the temple to go down the mountain to have a look.
So he sent two monks down the mountain to summon souls.
But I didn't expect that the two monks would never go up the mountain again.
The next morning, the villagers at the foot of the mountain ran up the mountain again, shouting that the two masters had been sucked into their souls and were now in the villagers' homes.
When the old host heard about this, he went down the mountain with a little monk.
When they arrived at the villager's house, they saw that the two monks were already lying on the bed and were still motionless. In addition to breathing, all the souls in his body were lost, just like two vegetable people.
The old master's accomplishments are not enough to bring back their souls.
I thought that all the things that happened at the foot of the mountain were small things. In the past, people often lost their souls. However, if they were frightened and lost one soul and soul, then the monk would sing a piece of the soul returning Sutra, then the lost soul could be recovered. How could you imagine that this time was so serious.
"Who knows what happened last night?" The old host asked the owner of the family.
The master was a middle-aged man in his forties. He stepped out of the crowd and said respectfully, "I was there all the time last night. Because it was my mother-in-law who lost her soul, I stayed with the two masters last night."
"Did you see or hear anything different about last night?" Asked the old host.
The middle-aged man thought for a while, and then said positively: "last night, the two masters stayed in my mother-in-law's room and recited sutras for her. He and I stayed in front of the bed all the time. It was normal in the first half of the night, but in the latter half of the night, the two masters' chanting voices gradually disappeared. I thought they were too tired and didn't pay attention to it, but until this morning..." Here, the young man shivered for a moment, then continued: "I wanted to ask the two masters to get up for breakfast this morning, but I didn't expect that I called, and the two masters didn't respond. I thought they were asleep, so I went over and pushed them..."
"but I didn't expect that when I pushed them, they just fell on the ground like that, and he said Their bodies were cold, not only their cheeks, but also their bodies. I was so scared that I ran to the mountain to report
Hearing the middle-aged man say so, the old host stretched out his hand and turned over the eyelids of the monk lying on the bed.
Found that his pupil has already become a gray, even no matter how stimulate him, there is no response.But at this time, in the outside of the room suddenly spread a sound, all the people turn back, but nothing.
At this time, the old host felt a strong wind passing in front of him, and then he pushed the little monk around him fiercely, and then there was an energy pounding on the old host.
After flying two or three meters in the air, the old host's body directly fell on the wall of the resident's house, and then it fell to the ground.
Several people rushed to the past, and then helped the old host up.
"What the hell is it?" They all looked around in horror. It was the first time that they had seen this kind of thing after living here for so long.
To be exact, they didn't even see the shape of the thing clearly. As a result, the old host vomited blood directly because of this incident.
The old host waved his hand and stood up strongly. Then he said to the other villagers, "you must be careful after dark every night. Don't go to the street. The doors and windows must be locked. Cough... Don't worry, I will find a way to find that thing!"
The old leader's words still made everyone feel at ease. After listening to the leader's words, the mood of the people around him gradually calmed down. The old village head also went out to prepare defensive weapons with other people in the village.
However, the old master's body is not optimistic. After a few words here, the old host was helped back to the ancient temple by the two little monks.
As soon as he returned to the ancient temple, the old host directly lay on his bed. However, he still remembered the things in the village below, so he quickly got up and called the people above to report. He hoped that someone would come and remove the things in the village below the ancient temple.
Now it's getting dark. If we can't get the corresponding help, the old master can guarantee that more people will become the two monks
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