Seeing Ah San leaning on my arm asleep, I let out a long breath, and then felt a fiery tingling in my right cheek. Then I remembered that I just slapped myself a few times. I touched my right cheek with a wry smile, and the five finger prints were very obvious.
Although his face hurts, it is nothing compared to the pain that Ah San suffered.
Ah San slept for a long time this time. During this period, I kept injecting Mu Li into her body to make the wound heal as soon as possible. Without the force of the word "blade", Ah San healed quickly.
A day later, she opened her eyes.
Her eyes are big. I have repeated this many times. The reason why I mention it again is because every time I see it, I feel a little different.
Big, but God!
Ah San's eyes are always filled with elusive weird smiles. This is true when she wants to cheat people, and also when she doesn't want to cheat people. However, I rarely see when a person laughs, even his eyes are smiling, the smile is so real and not artificial at all.
That's why I like Asan.
She looked at me and smiled and asked, "Is it me who slapped you on the face?"
I touched my cheek awkwardly, shook my head and said, "I hit it myself."
"Why hit yourself?"
I said: "Because I didn't protect you and made you so painful, so I should fight."
Ah San was startled slightly, and then said: "It's time to fight, but don't fight by yourself next time, leave it to me."
I nodded and said okay, and then asked her about the injury. Asan tried to move his body and said, "There is basically no problem, but the clothes are sticky and uncomfortable."
I looked at the blood on the back of her chest and sighed inwardly. At this moment, Asan seemed to remember something, and stood up from Ah Da's back, then walked over and squatted in front of him. She carefully held up Ah Da's arms, her eyes red.
I know she is sad, even when I saw Ah Da's tragic situation, I felt sour.
"Can it be cured?" I asked.
Ah San nodded and said, "Just find the right flesh and blood, but he has never suffered such a serious injury."
As she said, she reached out and touched the huge gap in front of Ah Da's chest. That "knife" almost split Ah Da in half, and the wound was deeply visible. From the cracks, you can vaguely see through the back.
I took a step forward, hesitated, and then put my hand on Asan’s head, gently stroking her messy and dirty, but still smooth hair, and said, “Since it can be cured, don’t be too sad. Up."
Ah San was not used to being touched in this way. She wiped the tears from her eyes, stood up, took advantage of the trend and took my hand off her head, and then asked, "Where is the monk?"
I said: "After he helped us break, he hasn't come yet. I don't know if he is lost."
I did not say that Monk Jue Ming might die, because that would be too easy to despair. Ah San turned his head to look into the distance, and whispered: "Hope, he can find the right way."
I said, "Worry about yourself first. Even if you have been so badly injured, you should have a good rest for a while."
Asan sighed, she looked up at me and said in a strange tone: "At that time, I really thought I was going to die, but I didn't expect that I still survived. It seems that my luck is still so good."
"Just stay alive," I replied.
"The sharp edge almost pierced my heart. It deviated a bit and rubbed the edge of my heart. To be honest, I was scared. I was so young. It's a shame to die." Asan said.
I don't know why she always mentions this, and it's not easy not to cooperate with her, so I can only say: "Maybe, there are gods and Buddhas who are blessing you."
"Aren't you a god and Buddha?" Ah San looked at me and said.
Her eyes were strange, some hot, and some weird, I don't know what she was thinking. Does it mean that to me too? Do you want to confess? Or is it ready to reject me
I am embarrassed to switch the topic to that aspect, so I had to say: "If you look at the identity of Ji Sun, I am indeed a so-called god."
"Don't be afraid of blushing." Asan shaved his nose to indicate that I was not shy.
I was amused by her cute appearance and said, "It's not as bad as your blush."
These words were purely unintentional, and they came out naturally. Afterwards, I stayed with Ah San at the same time, her face suddenly turned red, and I also felt a bit hot at the base of my ears. Ah San dared not look at me anymore, looked around, changed the subject, and asked, "You said, should we go back to Monk Jueming?"
This question is very important, and it is something I have been thinking about when she is resting.
Almost two days have passed, no matter how fast I run, I should always be able to catch up with me at the speed of the monk. Could it be that something happened to him
Although the great monk was powerful, he was indeed incapable of controlling the instrument by the four pseudo-arhats and the three of them. He is similar to an Arhat, but he is not a real Arhat, and belongs to the category of mortals.
However, the speed of Monk Jueming is not slow, he can't beat him, and he should always be able to escape. Why hasn't he seen anyone until now
If he is really defeated, arrested, or even killed, what should I do with Asan
When Ah San saw that I didn't speak, he said, "Otherwise, I think I haven't seen him before and forget about it."
I was shocked, this thought flashed through my mind before. But the moral values of the past eighteen years have made me understand that I cannot do it myself. Even if I don't look for him, I will never forget this monk.
But when I raised my head to speak to Asan, I saw her with crooked eyes and a cute smile. I was stunned and heard her say: "I knew you didn't want to do this at first glance. If it were me before, I would have made such a decision. However, they injured Ah so badly and almost beat me to death. Take revenge. As for finding the monk, it's incidental."
Ah San’s words sounded strange, but I knew that she just wanted to give herself a reason to change. This is countless times better than when I first met her.
At that time, Ah San was an absolutely cold-blooded person. The life and death of others had nothing to do with her and would not care at all. But now, although she is looking for reasons for herself, in the final analysis, it is because of kindness and because she wants to repay her kindness.
I looked at her smiling face, and the emotions I liked grew more vigorously.
Such a San, I believe everyone will like San.
I nodded and said, "I'm looking for what I'm looking for, but we don't know how much power those people have left, in case they still have enough power to deal with us..."
"So let's check the situation first." Asan replied.
Naturally, I had no objection, but when I looked down and saw the appearance of the bronze armored corpse Ah Da, I asked: "Do I need to restore Ah Da? You can't leave it here alone.
Speaking of Ah Da, Ah San's mood immediately became depressed. She nodded dullly, and then drew out her pockets, and said, "I don't have much to restore it. Those bastards, if you find them, you have to kill them all! No, let Xiaoxiao scare them to death first, then Whip the corpse!"
This sounded like a little girl acting like a baby when she was angry. I saw that the things that Ah San took out were colorful, wood, metal, and leather-like. They all looked weird and even had mini-heads that looked like babies. I felt awkward all over, and asked her: "Where did you get so many things?"
"Ah? These..." Ah San thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "There are too many places, I can't remember it, I have it! This can be used."
Ah San was dragging through the strange things all over the floor for a long time, and finally found a bottle. She held the bottle in her hand like a baby, and I asked curiously: "What is this?"
"It was the blood of a high monk collected before. After he passed away, the relics left behind were grinded and mixed in by me. If you encounter ghosts, the bottle opens, and the breath can scare them away." Asan Replied.
I'm in a daze, the blood of the monk? Relics? I couldn't help asking: "You didn't bleed the blood before they died, and then waited for the death to steal the relic."
"This..." Ah San coughed a little embarrassedly, and said, "I see that those monks don't understand, they will only enshrine the relics, which is really wasteful, so I will carry them forward..."
"This is a good reason..." I said.
"Take care of you!" After healed from his injury, Asan returned to his previous slightly pungent temper. When she was embarrassed by what I said, she immediately stared and said, "Lian Dao really steals someone's wallet, why don't you talk about him!"
I couldn't laugh or cry, thinking that it would be sad enough for my grandfather to lie down with the gun for no reason.
However, Ah San's words gave me another idea. She said that the bottle was filled with high monk blood and mixed with relics. Thinking about it, it should be planned to use this to help Ah Da repair his body. Although I didn't understand the process of corpse refining, when I mentioned blood, I really had a few words to say, so I asked her: "Can I use any blood for Ah Da to repair the wound?"
"Of course." Ah San said: "But Ah Da's body is very special. Only by condensing the flesh and blood of two or three ordinary people can it be possible to restore its arms to their original state. Otherwise, I would not be willing to use this bottle of blood. I originally planned to find the corpse of a high monk who had not been cremated and use this to refine a Yaksha.
"Yasha? The monk's corpse is used to refining Yasha?"
"What's the matter." Asan curled his lips and said, "Yasha is originally Buddhist, of course, you have to use the corpses of eminent monks to practice. Although many eminent monks are proficient in the Dharma, they can't cultivate until they die. If I train them into Yasha , I have to thank me if I die."
I looked at her helplessly and said, "Yeah, I guess they won't let you go if they are ghosts."
"What I said is true." Asan said seriously: "Yasha is one of the eight dragons of Buddhism. It is said that when the Buddha gave a lecture to the Bodhisattva Arhat Bhikkhu, the eight dragons often went to listen to the Dharma." (End of this chapter)