In the afternoon, the showers began to subside.
The hazy mist shrouds Mount Emei, and the Buddhist temple is looming. After the rain stopped, tourists who took shelter in various temples continued to visit scenic spots and historic sites under the guidance of tour guides. They were talking in a low voice about the strange situation in Da'eshan just now.
Different from other places, during the previous heavy rain, Da'e Mountain was covered with dark clouds, and bloody lightning flashed from time to time.
In ancient books, the records of such visions are nothing more than the birth of evil treasures, the emergence of great monsters from tribulations, and other sensational things.
In the room behind the Main Hall, Jiese, who had just seen off the representatives of the major families and members of the Taoist sect, was holding a bone china cup and was in a daze. A ray of sunshine after the rain shines into the Zen room. The handsome monk is dressed in white clothes and has a picturesque look on his face.
If the old monk opposite who makes him look bad is removed through photoshop, this scene will become truly picturesque.
"Confusion is hidden in the heart, and it has become knotted over time, which is the knot in the heart." The Buddha bowed his head and drank tea happily.
"Master, I just can't figure it out." The young monk said.
"What's the matter?"
"The four elements of the monks are empty. They have no self, no other, and no sentient beings. In this case, why are they being held hostage by others? If everyone uses this to coerce them, what should the monks do?"
"Are you saying that if you don't have a strong heart as a teacher, you should just fight to the death with the fighting spirit and vow not to compromise?"
"The hall is stained with blood, how can we compromise?"
The old monk smiled: "Everyone on the scene is a victim in your eyes. But in the eyes of that child, they are vicious thugs. So what if you save one person and harm another?"
Jiese said: "Buddha has great compassion and is not afraid of cause and effect. The victim in front of you is the victim."
The old monk added: "Just think about it, if an accident happens to a descendant of the Li family, the unparalleled fighting spirit will be furious and the blood will flow thousands of miles. But to endure a temporary killing and prevent a mass killing for the master is not an infinite meritorious deed."
Jiese frowned.
Buddha put down his tea cup and smiled: "I am the only one in heaven and on earth."
Jingse suddenly understood: "Master is saying to choose the big and give up the small?"
The Buddha smiled and said nothing.
Buddha Head Heart said that Virgos are troublesome, and obsessive-compulsive disorder is not terrible, but it is different for monks with obsessive-compulsive disorder. The fighting spirit of the Li family went on a killing spree in Lianghua Temple, which deeply stimulated patients with obsessive-compulsive disorder who have profound Buddhist teachings.
"Is she still in the temple?" Fotou asked.
"She said she would stay for a few days before leaving and go back to the Zen room to sleep." When talking about the female fighting spirit, her face looked disgusted.
After drinking the tea, Buddha sat in meditation and realized the Tao. He poured the tea leaves, wiped the tea on the table clean, placed the teacups and teapots neatly, and silently arranged the master's cloth shoes, and glanced at the Zen room, which was all neat and tidy.
Leave satisfied.
dusk.
The rain and fog gradually dissipated, and the sunset dyed half of the mountains red. In a quiet Zen room, a girl wearing hot pants and a T-shirt was curled up on the bed. Her face was pale, her lips were bloodless, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she was sleeping very hard. Stable.
At this time, she was more like a frightened girl than a fighting spirit.
"Oh my God, what have you created? She's nothing but disaster."
... ...
"Monster, she's a monster, not a hero at all. Go to hell, you monster."
... ...
"The Emperor of Heaven has issued an edict saying: The Li family stole the dragon beads and secretly refined forbidden weapons with the intention of treason. According to our laws of the Qing Dynasty, the nine tribes will be executed. I admire this."
... ...
She suddenly woke up and saw a quiet and simple Zen room in front of her. Birds were chirping outside the window, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the branches and leaves. The mountain breeze blew, and my cheeks were cold. She reached out to touch it in astonishment, and it turned out to be two lines of clear tears.
The motherland cannot bear to look back.
There were two knocks on the door of the Zen room, and the little novice's voice came from outside: "Donor, it's time to fast."
He hurriedly wiped away his tears and said calmly: "Come in."
She is an unparalleled fighting spirit and a master at the pinnacle of the extreme realm, but she must not be seen crying, otherwise she will be silenced.
Grandma turned sideways and turned her head away, not looking at the little novice monk, nor letting him see the red circles under her eyes.
The little novice monk put the dinner plate on the table. Grandma sniffed and smelled something was wrong. She turned around and saw a bowl of white rice, a plate of pickled vegetables and tofu, and a plate of boiled vegetables.
Grandma’s face was ferocious: “Where are the chicken legs? Where are the chicken legs?”
The little novice scratched his head: "What chicken legs?"
Grandma took a deep breath: "Who asked you to bring food here."
Little novice monk: "Little master's great uncle."
Grandma frowned. In the entire Lianghua Temple, there was only one junior uncle, a heir to the extreme Tao, Jiese.
"Where is he."
"Dine in the room."
Grandma grabbed a handful of rice and went out in a hurry.
He kicked open Jie Se's Zen room. At this time, Jie Se was having a meal in the room. The appearance of the monk in white was particularly pleasing to the eye even while he was dining.
As the person responsible for the appearance of the Buddhist sect, Jie Se was neither surprised nor angry, and said calmly: "What do you mean by the donor?"
Grandma stood at the door and said, "Did you withhold the chicken legs?"
Jie Se said lightly: "Where did the chicken legs come from in the pure land of Buddhism?"
Grandma said "Oh" and sprinkled a large handful of white rice into the meditation room.
In Jingse's field of vision, the originally clean and tidy ground was suddenly stained.
He stood still and looked at his grandmother with indifferent eyes.
The two sides were in a stalemate for several minutes. It seemed that Grandma was defeated. She snorted and left.
Jiese breathed a sigh of relief, stood up quickly, and used the broom behind the door to clean the floor carefully.
Finally clean... I feel relieved to quit sex.
At this time, he suddenly raised his head and saw the unparalleled fighting spirit that disappeared and returned silently.
The grandmother chuckled and waved her little hand. This time it was rice grains, which scattered throughout the room.
The veins on Jiese’s forehead were pulsing: “……”
The great-grandmother who behaved well after getting the advantage snorted: "I won't care about anything with a junior like you."
She did not go back to her room to eat. Instead, she walked through the corridor and opened the Zen room with the Buddha's head.
Buddha sat cross-legged on the bed, scrolling through his phone with gusto without raising his head: "Donor Li?"
"Contact Wang Laoer for me, I want to return to Shanghai." Grandma said straightforwardly. Her mobile phone got wet in that rainstorm and could no longer be used.
"at this time?"
"immediately."
The Buddha was puzzled and asked: "Is there anything wrong with our temple's hospitality?"
Grandma shook her head: "I'm going back. I feel uneasy if I don't stay with him."
The Buddha's head regretted: "We have been apart for twenty years, and we have only met for a few days. This poor monk is quite reluctant to leave."
Grandma: "That's it, then I'll stay a few more days."
Buddha Head: "Monks have all four elements in vain, but in fact they have nothing to give up."
Grandma said "Oh", walked to the bed, glanced at Buddha's cell phone, and said casually: "Your cell phone is bigger than mine."
Fotou smiled slightly: "Yours was eliminated last year. This is a new model. Each one costs 8,000 yuan."
Grandma suddenly realized it and said with an expression of "overthinking it": "Can you show it to me?"
Fotou handed the phone to Grandma Grandma. Grandma looked it over and over. It looked great and beautiful, and the system was very smooth. Her phone was already stuck.
"A monk is so rich." Grandma said.
"They are all here due to the filial piety of lay disciples." Fotou explained: "Monks do not touch yellow and white things. This mobile phone, good or bad, is not important."
"When you say that, I feel relieved." Grandma Grandma said, stuffing Fotou's new mobile phone into her butt pocket.
Buddha head:"???"
"Donor Li, what are you doing?" Fotou had an ominous premonition in his heart.
"Monks don't touch yellow or white things, you said so yourself."
"That's what the poor monk said."
"It doesn't matter whether the phone is good or bad, that's what I said."
"... The poor monk said it." Fotou said solemnly: "But what does this have to do with you putting the poor monk's cell phone in your pocket?"
"You can find an old machine for your own use later." Grandma sighed: "It is not easy for my great-grandson to make money. As elders, you must understand the hard work of the younger generation. Eight thousand yuan is too expensive to afford. Anyway, you can use it to make money. If you vote, why not give it to me.”
Buddha head: "Donor Li, at least ask the poor monk to back up the data."
Grandma: "If you don't let me, get out."
... ...
Li Xianyu finally felt a throbbing pain in his waist, which was continuous and uninterrupted. He used his superpower to heal the wound on his waist, but it soon began to throb again, healed, and throbbed again.
I'm confused, my grandma is gone, her supernatural power is the resurgence of life.
Why is my waist still hurting
Li Xianyu dragged his tired body back to his room in Baoze, lay on the bed, lit a cigarette, and browsed the Gu Yao app while resting. In the information section, one piece of news is pinned to the top, with a reading volume of 999+
#Shocked, the unparalleled fighting spirit tore apart the major families, she actually did it for this#
Li Xianyu already knew the purpose of grandma's "business trip" and immediately clicked in.
The poster was a person named Wang Laoer. He described the details of the symposium in exaggerated writing, using words such as "shocked", "unbelievable" and "explosive".
After reading the post, Li Xianyu felt that the ups and downs and various reversals could be read as a short story.
He said in his heart that they are indeed my breasts, and he did a great job.
I'm still a little confused. After a few times of energy, my grandma has become so powerful? It is simply overwhelming the crowd and defeating heroes from all walks of life.
The post was also accompanied by a picture, showing hundreds of prominent figures looking up at the sky with horrified expressions, with a thin layer of blood flowing under their feet.
Comment area below the post:
Uncle Qin: "Looking at the shooting angle, Wang Laoer may have shrunk under the table, right?"
Thunder Fighter: "Why are Wang Laoer so cowardly? Isn't he on the side of the fighting spirit? He's awesome, he deserves to be a fighting spirit."
Li Bai: "It's fake. Buddha's head was defeated with one move. Is this woman so terrifying?"
Vulcan: "Hey, isn't the strength of the unparalleled fighting spirit sealed?"
Tentacle monster: "Seriously negative review, why are there no photos of the fighting spirit?"
Vulcan: "@tentacle monster, charming the city and the country, beautiful as jade."
Thunder Fighter: "Tsk, tsk, listen to the tone of Vulcan, did you dream of an unparalleled fighting spirit back then?"
Girl Killer: "I used to suspect that Li Xianyu was a descendant of the Li family, but it seems not anymore."
Thunder Fighter: "@girlkiller, I used to think so too, but then I checked the information and found out that the Li family's superpower is strengthening, while Xianyu's is self-healing."
Girl Killer: "What Zhan Ji said makes sense. A person like Xianyu does not look like a descendant of the Li family. How could a great hero like Li Wuxiang have a son like that."
Which one is that? If you have the ability to explain it clearly.
Thunder Warrior Ji: "And the fighting spirit is so strong, it means that the heirs of the Li family have grown up silently a long time ago. It's just that the company keeps it secret and cultivates it secretly as a secret weapon. In addition, I think salted fish is pretty good."
I am a good man, and I am Li Xianyu.
Long Aotian: "@Thunder Warrior Ji, are you blind?"
Li Xianyu took a screenshot of the post, exited the Guyao app, and sent the picture to Grandma Grandma: "Awesome, Grandma Grandma."
Grandma replied with a [cool face in sunglasses] emoji.
Li Xianyu: "Did you really kill the Buddha's head with one move?"
Grandma: "Surprise or not? Unexpected or not?"
Li Xianyu: "Real or false?"
Grandma: "Of course it's fake."
Li Xianyu: "..."
Grandma: "The old bald donkey is just acting with me."
The great-grandson's cum here was enough to hit those guys, but it wasn't enough to give her a crushing aura. Thanks to the half-body zhenqi transferred from the Buddha's head, grandma returned to the extreme realm for a short time. However, she was also very overdrawn. Fortunately, her great-grandson was full of energy and had recovered after smoking intermittently for most of the day.
"How is this possible? That's the Buddha's head." Li Xianyu said he couldn't understand.
Grandma: "Old Bald Donkey is a great actor. He is a man of great wisdom."
Li Xianyu: "Grandma, I don't know why, but my waist has been hurting today, and my life resuscitation power is not working."
Grandma: "Oh, because I've been taking your blood and essence."
Li Xianyu: "How did you do it?"
Grandma: "The spirit bead is in your body. It's easy for me to extract your blood and essence."
Li Xianyu: "Get the essence from a thousand miles away?!"
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I have already updated 7,000 words today. If I update another chapter, my goal of 10,000 updates in the first day will be achieved. I'll write the next chapter during the day, then go to sleep.
(End of chapter)