At that time only Tao was commonplace

Is anyone talking?

Daoji wanted to open his eyes, but he couldn't open them no matter how hard he tried.

"Master..."

A familiar voice sounded from his ears, crying heart-piercingly.

Zhao Bin, why are you crying again?

Is it...for me again?

Daoji's whole body seemed to be wrapped in an invisible cloth, unable to move or speak, like a scarecrow who had lost his life.

"Daddy, don't leave me behind."

this...

Who is it?

It was also a very familiar voice, but I couldn't remember it.

Daddy...are you calling me?

Daoji felt something warm, soft and smooth on his face touching him all the time.

Daoji felt a warmth rise from the bottom of his heart for no reason, and raised his hands to hug him, but now, the obedient hands seemed not to be his, as heavy as if they were weighing a thousand catties iron.

"father!"

The shrill cry made Daoji's heart tremble suddenly, and the bone-piercing pain surged up along with the memory.

"I won't leave this evil behind!"

"He...he is our child! You... how could you kill him!"

"He's just a demonic energy, not a human being! Even if I kill him, it's not a violation of the precept to kill! Zhao Bin, let me tell you! Monk, I will never let him be born and endanger the world!"

"No! He's human! He's our child! Master! You can't kill him! Master...I beg you..."

"I've made up my mind, you don't need to say any more!"

Tears could not flow from her tightly closed eyes, but her heart was already flooded.

Myself... how could I say such cruel words to my own children, my own flesh and blood, no wonder, he hates me so much...

boy...really...really...

I am sorry.

"Why did you kill me? Daddy..."

"Shut up! Who is your father! Dead monster, don't mess around with your relatives!"

"I am in your belly, I am your child, and you are my father!"

"You think I won't kill you if you say that?"

Is he dying, why is the memory of the past becoming clearer and clearer now?Is the person who is full of "monsters and monsters" really himself?Why are other people's father and son happy and happy, but I...yell at the child I met for the first time?I must be crazy too!To be so harsh on an unborn child.

"How much do you need to eat!!!"

"Almost almost...e...e...water...e...water...e...e..."

"water!"

"Cough...slow...slow...cough..."

"I'm going for a walk to digest!"

"Don't push me too far!"

"Whether you like to go or not! But if you don't go, don't regret it!"

"Humph!"

This little ancestor is really capable of tossing around, and that incident made me, a monk, feel ashamed to be a man for a month.

Daoji wanted to laugh, but couldn't; he wanted to cry, but couldn't.I can only bear it like this alone, endure it, like a blunt knife sharpening my heart up and down, slowly, slowly torturing.

"I know you don't want to wake up...I don't force you. But I don't worry about you spending your days in this dark place, so let me accompany you! Maybe only in this place, the three of us can let go of the world. Let go of the precepts of Buddhism, and truly be together..."

No!

Daoji struggled, but now he seemed to be paralyzed. He could hear what Zhao Bin said, and he could even hear Zhao Bin's satisfied sigh when he finished speaking.

Every word to punish the heart, every sound of blood and tears, all melted in this sigh.

let me out!

Please let me out!

How could he, who is well versed in the Dharma, not know that what traps him is not others, but himself... If he continues to cling to and escape, he will never be able to wake up.

However, Buddha forgives.

Disciple, I really can't let go, can't let go, can't forget.

Just when Daoji was on the verge of collapse, a golden light emanated from his body, helping Daoji to slowly break through the darkness imprisoned on Daoji.

"Subduing the dragon."

Although Daoji closed his eyes, the figure of Jianglong appeared in his mind.

"Brother, this time, I'm the one who can't stand you."

Jianglong pulled an extremely ugly smile, but halfway through, he didn't have the strength to continue laughing anymore.

The power imprisoning Daoji finally became weaker, and Daoji shook his head with difficulty.

"Persist for a while longer, and I'll send the three of you out immediately!"

Jianglong's complexion was no better than Daoji's, and he already looked like he was at the end of his battle.

Daoji frowned.

"I... I will leave later after I send you out."

On the other hand, Fu Hu had already stood outside and was reciting the Great Compassion Mantra for an unknown number of times. Just as the Great Compassion Mantra was about to end again, two rays of light flew out from Dao Ji's body, and together they flew towards him unconsciously laying on the table. Zhao Bin, but the other one turned a corner in the sky, and flew back the same way and flew into Daoji's stomach.

"Master!"

Zhao Bin was the first to wake up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he hurried to Daoji's bedside, shaking him gently, with a daze on his face, apparently very puzzled by his sudden appearance.

Looking down at Daoji's stomach, he found that the little guy was back, so he gently pushed Daoji's stomach to signal Zhao Bin to feel relieved.

"Hmm..." Zhao Bin held Daoji's hand on the bed, and when Zhao Bin noticed that Daoji's fingers moved, he turned his head and saw that Daoji had opened his eyes.

"Master!" Zhao Bin was overjoyed, and no longer cared about Nian Fuhu's presence, he hugged Daoji into his arms.

No matter how careless Daoji was, he didn't dare to hug Zhao Bin in front of his senior brother, so he quickly pushed him away, and gave Zhao Bin, who wanted to come closer again, a warning look.

Zhao Bin smiled. Although Master just glared at him, Zhao Bin knew that when he hugged Daoji before, Daoji quickly hugged him back.

"Just wake up!" Fu Hu didn't seem to have seen the scene just now, and smiled at Daoji with reassurance, but the corners of his mouth were not completely raised, but fell down quickly.

"What about subduing the dragon?"

Dao Ji was startled, his bloodless face turned paler.

"Hey! Where did you say that Daoji went to practice retreat? Why didn't he come back!" Guang Liang was not as excited as when Daoji said that the retreat was not in Lingyin Temple.Although after a few days of carefree life, no one would dismantle his platform and steal his limelight, but as time went by, Guang Liang felt more and more extremely bored.

"Yeah, Master Daoji has been away for more than three months!" Biqing also put down the broom in his hand, stood to Guangliang's left, and touched his shiny head, "It seems to be waiting for Master Daoji As soon as Uncle left, Zhao Bin disappeared."

"Ask Chen Liang and he refuses to say anything, as if he is still avoiding us." Bian put one hand on the broom, stood on the right side of Guang Liang and looked into the distance, "It's strange no matter how you look at it..."

"Yeah!" Guang Liang nodded, suddenly excited, stretched out his hands and slapped down on the bald heads on both sides, "What are you doing here! Lazy! Go to work!"

"Ouch!" The two groaned in pain at the same time, each touching their red heads.

"Uncle Jiansi, why are you attacking so hard!" Biqing muttered.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm dizzy... Hey! Zhao Bin!" Bian also joined the conversation, but in the middle of the sentence, he suddenly glanced at a person who hadn't appeared for a long time from the corner of his eye.

"Oh! How dare you talk back! Don't talk about Zhao Bin, it's useless even if you call him Daoji!" Guang Liang raised his hand and was about to pat Bian's head, but before his hand touched Bian's shiny head, He was knocked to the ground by a man.

"Who? Who? Who hit me? Is it a monster?" Guang Liang fell firmly to the ground, and the ground visibly shook, causing Biqing and Bi'an on both sides to stop quickly to prevent being caught by Guangliang. The tonnage was knocked down.

"It's not a monster... ah..." Biqing Bian put a lot of effort into supporting Guangliang, and continued, "It seems that it is really Zhao Bin."

"En?" Guang Liang just looked back, but only saw a figure similar to Zhao Bin running quickly to the Zen room in the back mountain.

"It's really Zhao Bin!" Guang Liang touched his sore buttocks, and couldn't help complaining loudly, "This Zhao Bin is also real, and he didn't even say hello when he came back. What are you doing in such a hurry!"

"Could it be something happened to Uncle Daoji?" Biqing waited for Guangliang to stand still, then hurriedly withdrew his hand and rubbed his overstretched arm.

"Bah, bah, bah! Daoji's mana is so high, it's good for him not to let other people get into trouble, who dares to provoke him!" Guang Liang said a little unconfidently.

"However, Uncle Daoji did seem to be in poor health a while ago..." Bian frowned in the direction Zhao Bin was going away, feeling that Guangliang Biqing was looking at him suspiciously , He told the story of seeing Daoji bent over and vomiting in pain when he accidentally passed by Daoji's meditation room a few months ago.

"Why didn't you say it earlier!" Biqing and Guangliang patted Bi'an's head at the same time and said in unison.

"I... I thought Master Daoji vomited when he was drunk, so I didn't say anything..." Bian rubbed his head and said with aggrieved face.

"No!" A firm look flashed across Guang Liang's face, he pulled up Biqing and Bi'an, and walked towards the back mountain, "We'll go and have a look too."

In the meditation room, Zhao Bin almost wanted to demolish Daoji's meditation room, turning it into a mess.

"Where? Where did Master put it?" Zhao Bin rummaged through boxes and cabinets, searching hard, still at a loss.

"Wow! No way! Zhao Bin, what are you doing!" As soon as Guang Liang came, he saw Dao Ji's room turned into a mess, and he dodged to avoid Zhao Bin's throwing pillows. Unluckily, Biqing behind him was covered by this long-useless pillow. Choked and sneezed one after another.

"Uncle Jiansi!" Zhao Binfei ran up to Guangliang, put his hands on Guangliang's shoulders, and looked at Guangliang with bloodshot eyes, "Did you see a small bottle in Master's room? The one with the clothes, white porcelain color, about this high..."

Guang Liang was taken aback by Zhao Bin who seemed to be crazy. Seeing Zhao Bin frantically gesticulating, he didn't understand a single word in a daze.

"Zhao Bin, calm down! What happened?" Biqing wanted to pull Zhao Bin away, but the crazy Zhao Bin couldn't pull him away, so Biqing could only use words to calm Zhao Bin down.

"Calm down? How can you tell me to be calm!" Zhao Bin resisted the desire to collapse, scratched his head and yelled.

Now the master is seriously injured, Venerable Jianglong is trapped in the consciousness world again, and the child has become weaker and weaker due to the injury from the mother's body. All these are overwhelming, and they are almost driving Zhao Bin crazy.He doesn't understand, isn't everything all right?Why did things turn out like this in just one night!

"I know! I know where that bottle went!" Bi'an, who had been quiet all this time, suddenly realized something and yelled.

"Where is it? Where is that bottle?" Hearing this, Zhao Bin's gloomy eyes suddenly shone with light, and he grabbed Bian's arm and shook it vigorously.

"Let go...let me go...it hurts..." Bian was shaken by Zhao Bin, his face turned pale with pain.

Zhao Bin quickly let go of Bian, a trace of apology slipped across his face, but was soon replaced by joyful eyes.

On the contrary, it was Bi'an, who was a little uneasy by Zhao Bin's delighted eyes, and he replied softly after a long time,

"I... When I helped Uncle Daoji tidy up the room last time, I didn't... didn't stand firm... I put it...put it..." Bian's face became more and more serious I felt uneasy, not knowing how to speak.

Looking at Bi'an's appearance, Zhao Bin felt a bone-chilling chill from the bottom of his heart, and even his voice trembled.

"What to do with it...?"

Bian took a careful look at Zhao Bin, closed his eyes, mustered up his courage, and nailed every word to Zhao Bin's heart like a knife.

"Broken..."

What is despair?

It is when you are disappointed in everything, it gives you hope, and then makes you completely disappointed.

Maybe Zhao Bin didn't understand the meaning of this sentence before, but now, he really understands.