It is difficult for them to understand such people, but it does not prevent them from sincerely admiring them.
Yu Xuzhu looked up at the back and felt so tall, wondering if he would have such grace and tolerance one day.
"How is it possible? How can I compare with ShiShu …"
Everyone has dreams, and so do monks. Sometimes dreams are put out by themselves before they are made.
He has been sent back to Shaolin by Qin Changfeng, please, Qiao Feng, and he will go back with him, as well as by Shi Shu. Although some monks don’t quite agree with him, it doesn’t prevent them from admiring him.
Qin Changfeng naturally guessed the result. He lamented that there was always a reputation for him to do it.
And ….. The title of Magic Buddha seems to be great even if you have to explore the way to complete it yourself. But what does this two word have to do with the prayer beads of King Kong Bodhisattva?
In the introduction of this Buddha’s implement, it is said that it is a Buddha’s imperial implement …
When it was dark, Qin Changfeng was a withered forest and stopped at the edge. In addition to that officer, he also caught another Xixia soldier by the way.
When the officer woke up, he saw Qin Changfeng at first sight, and he flew back more than one meter with a bang, full of horror and shouted, "You … you devil, what do you want? I tell you that I am a nephew of General Lian Tieshu! "
"No wonder people will go deep into the border to save you idiot."
Qin Changfeng lamented that he didn’t pay attention to his arrogant roar, but said it by himself. "I don’t know if you have heard that there was a group of women named Wu Miao who lived in seclusion in the mountains of the Southern Song Dynasty. The method of keeping poisonous insects is to put all kinds of poisonous insects in a closed container and let them fight with each other. The last one left is called the method!"
"Why are you telling me this?" The officer swallowed and tried to be calm.
Qin Changfeng faint smile motioned for him to look at his side Xixia soldiers.
He hesitated and tilted his head. Immediately, his pupil suddenly shrank, and he saw that the soldier was convulsing violently like epilepsy. It didn’t matter. What was even more frightening was that his belly was bulging and squirming like something was moving inside, and the soldier’s shrill screams never stopped, which made people feel creepy.
A moment later, with the snow, the soldier’s belly was broken from the inside, and a horrible monster with claws climbed out from the inside!
Seeing this scene, the officer’s eyes almost popped out, and his expression was unprecedented. "The devil is the devil!"
Qin Changfeng walked over and slapped him to be quiet. "This is the method of insect! And you have it in your stomach, but it will wake up every ten days now. If you don’t get my antidote, this person just now is your field! "
"What do you want?"
"Take me to Xingqing House and ask you to be obedient. I promise you will always be fine."
"Okay, I’ll take you." The officer promised to come without thinking. If there were a thousand ways to die, he would never choose the one just now.
Qin Changfeng continued his journey early the next morning. He did not accept the suggestion of riding a horse by Hector Duoduo but insisted on walking.
He is not in a hurry and needs to take this opportunity to think about the "magic Buddha" and continue to beat his captive to make him completely stop thinking.
A month later, when he finally arrived at Xingqing House in Xixia Palace, Qin Changfeng asked, "Do you know what to do when you get back?"
Hector even Tudor’s eyes trembled with a hint of numbness and said, "Know the master."
He was not brainwashed, but was tortured by Qin Changfeng all the way. There was something wrong with his spirit. He dared not think about anything with this magic monk except accepting orders.
Qin Changfeng smiled "go"
He Lianduo saluted and then turned away.
After Qin Changfeng came to an inn for a few days, the news spread like wildfire that a mysterious monk from a western region had a magical spirit that kept people young and repaired scars …
Chapter one hundred and seventy-two Shameless and shameless
Qin Changfeng lived in an independent small courtyard of the inn.
I was so scared in my heart that I didn’t dare to be careless about the master’s food and shelter. How can I explain to the open master, Lian Tieshu, why I came back alive alone? It’s simply simple-I was saved by Qin Changfeng, a mysterious monk from the western regions.
Qin Changfeng has been waiting in this courtyard for ten days, and he has been waiting patiently for Hector Lianduoduo, who has sent the news into the palace. These days, several waves of maids and eunuchs have come, but they have all been sent away by him.
He sat in the big locust tree room and patiently carved the wood in his hand. He patiently waited for him to believe that the appearance was destroyed. Li Qiushui could not have come to see it in person … He Lianduo, the official second generation, vowed to guarantee it.
Xixia kingdom knew Qin Changfeng’s true identity, but he never dared to say a word before he got the so-called antidote to the worm.
In fact, he doesn’t know what this horrible monk really wants to do.
Although he was tortured all the way from the border to Xingqing House, he also saw that this monk root was not as great as he showed.
Once the monk stopped for a long time at the edge of the cliff for no reason, and then went crazy and cut his arm to feed the baby eagle in the gap of the cliff.
Once a monk saw that his hands were cut off by Xixia soldiers, and his life was extremely difficult. The veteran of the Song Dynasty suddenly burst into tears and personally cleaned the wound with an old maggot and fed a whole bowl of broth, but when the other party thanked him with a smile, he broke his neck with one hand.
Another time, a Xixia herdsman’s daughter shed a pot of blood during childbirth, but the monk took out the bottle of precious red spirit liquid, only half a bottle, and gave it to the woman. Not only was the child born, but even her mother instantly recovered her face, so she could get up and thank her directly.
……
The last time was before entering Xingqing House, the monk sat quietly on a hill for a long time, suddenly stood up and pointed to the sky and cursed "God damn you!" The words sound just fell, a thunder exploded, and the rain poured down …
Qin Changfeng once did that the magic Buddha is leaning on the world, but that’s what he deliberately created to be false.
Now, monks, killers over a thousand, and Vajra Bodhi rosary are linked together to create a magic Buddha title, and they don’t even have a clue about how to complete it. He has tried all kinds of methods along the way, except that he almost made himself crazy and drove Hector Lianduo crazy, and there is no gain at all.
He thought about if coloured glaze this woman already know what she gave her rosary what heart?
Just as my thoughts were fluctuating, the door of the house suddenly blew naturally and then snapped as if it were an illusion that nothing had happened.
But how could it not happen? There’s an extra person alive in the room!
Qin Changfeng stopped carving a knife and then took a deep breath and looked up in front of a white figure.
This person seems to have a vague feeling that he has not moved if he is still in white clothes.
"Master, my body is polite." The white-shirted person is slim and graceful. Obviously, her face is covered with a white scarf, and she can’t see clearly. She speaks softly and tactfully from the veil. She looks like a gentle and gentle lady.
You didn’t know her name was Li Qiushui!
"What can I do for you?" Qin Changfeng pretended not to know and asked
"Monk, how do you know that I am a senior? Do I sound very old?" The white-shirted people are calmly fluttering outside the door window.
Qin Changfeng said, "The poor monk asked himself that his martial arts were not weak, but even his breath was involuntarily affected in front of his predecessors. If he was not an extremely superior, he would not be so."
"Ask yourself martial arts is good? Monk, you’re quite confident, but I don’t know if it’s really something, but it’s not my business. I’ve come to ask you for something … I’d like to see if you have a bottle of medicine that can live and die. Show it to me. "
The white-shirted man stretched out a white palm and five fingers at Qin Changfeng, each of which was crystal clear and round. The man could not believe that this was the palm of a 70-year-old woman.
"Life and death are too mysterious, but the poor monk’s precious medicine is not easy to give to people." Qin Changfeng said with a smile but did not mean to take out the so-called magic medicine.
"You won’t give it to me?" The white woman asked.
Qin Changfeng replied with a smile, "It’s not that you don’t give it, but that the patroness has to get something in exchange."
"Oh what do you want?" The white woman looked at him with surprise and interest.
Qin Changfeng gently spit out "small phase work"
"Ha ha ha ha ….."