[King Shen] Please enter the urn

Burning Man, who was struggling, knocked down the Avalokitesvara statue.

Several cheat books fell from Guanyin's hands, rolled straight up the steep slope of Baoshan, and rolled to Shen Lang's feet.

Shen Lang then picked up a book and opened it to read.

Slightly startled—it was full of blank paper, without a single word!

With a long sigh, he said, "It turns out that these treasures are fake."

Hearing this, the sick old man yelled, "What?!"

Regardless of the pain on his body, he rushed to Shen Lang's side, snatched the secret book from his hand, flipped it over and over again, even the spine of the book was torn apart, and he couldn't find a single word.

Holding the shredded paper in one hand, the sick old man fell to the ground in a daze, crying and sighing.

All the organs have been exhausted, all benevolence and righteousness have been abandoned, but what have they gained in the end?What did you get? !

Seeing the appearance of the sick old man, Nie Qiaoqiao was even more out of breath from laughing.

"Do you think you have broken through the Dry Rong Valley and Suolongjing?"

"Think you've finally found the Happy King's treasure?"

"Hahahahaha! It's fake! Everything is fake! Dry Rong Valley is fake, and Suolongjing is also fake!"

Sneering eyes swept over everyone, with a vicious smile in their eyes.

He paused every word: "Wait...you are still in the Thousand Buddha Temple!"

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The words that came out were like a flash of lightning piercing the sky and earth, and there was a loud bang.

The sky is falling apart, the earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

Everyone watched in shock as huge cracks suddenly appeared in all directions, spreading along the dilapidated walls all the way to the cracked beams. Downpours of rain fell.

——The entire Thousand Buddha Hall is collapsing!

Amid the deafening buzzing, Zhao Biqiong shouted, "This is it!"

Nie Qiaoqiao sneered and said, "Ren Pingzong touched the treasure in Guanyin's hand, not only the bottle of kerosene, but also the entire Thousand Buddha Temple."

"If you can't escape, you will all be buried with him for his greed!"

Hearing this, Lin Suxian looked at Shen Lang and Wang Lianhua anxiously, and said, "What should we do?"

Shen Lang raised his eyes to look forward, and said in a deep voice, "Look!"

Everyone followed his gaze, and the dry well not far in front of them, which they used to use as a dragon well, suddenly sank down.Then there was a "bang", as if it was swallowed by an invisible big mouth, and disappeared without a trace, leaving only a huge hole and dust.

When the flying dust settled, two subterranean tunnels appeared in the entrance of the cave.

One is as deep as night, dark and unclear, without a single bit of light, but there seems to be a faint sound of wind.

The other is covered with brass candlesticks made of lotus flowers. The flames dance wildly, dazzling and bright, but it is dead silent.

The two tunnels run in opposite directions, one on the left and the other on the right.

Zhao Biqiong put Lin Suxian on his shoulders, grabbed Yun Chuxiu, and said loudly, "Which way should I go?"

Shen Lang hugged Wang Lianhua, protected him in front of his chest, and used his back to cover the falling gravel and rubble.

Wang Lianhua was not shy either, she leaned into Shen Lang's arms like a little bird.

At the juncture of life and death, there was no worry at all, perhaps Shen Lang's chest gave him enough peace of mind and reliability.

He read leisurely: "When I was born, everything around me was like a lamp, so I was named Prince Randeng. Being a Buddha is also called Randeng."

The sound of rumbling and collapsing was everywhere, covering Wang Lianhua's voice, Zhao Biqiong saw his lips and teeth moving slightly, couldn't understand what he said, and asked loudly: "What are you talking about?"

Wang Lianhua also replied loudly: "I'm thinking about the ancient Buddha who burns the lamp."

Facing a life-threatening crisis, Zhao Biqiong knew that he would not shoot the target indiscriminately, and asked again: "Why did you suddenly think of the Lantern Buddha?"

Seeing Wang Lianhua's narrow smile, Shen Lang knew that he was teasing again, so he cut in helplessly, "The clue to escape is the 'Three World Buddhas'."

"Three Buddhas?" Lin Suxian was startled for a moment, frowning and thinking deeply, "Buddhas have three lives and three lives, one is the past Buddha, the Burning Lamp Buddha, the other is the present Buddha Sakyamuni, and the third is the coming Buddha Maitreya Buddha..."

Speaking of this, several people were like a blow to the head, and they were enlightened.

Zhao Biqiong couldn't believe it: "What do you mean?"

The two of Shen Wang looked at each other and smiled.

Wang Lianhua imitated the appearance of an eminent monk, pinching the Buddha's heart with her hands, solemn and precious.

"Amitabha, is the donor still enlightened?"

"The Temple of Thousand Buddhas is located at the mouth of Maitreya, and the Hall of Thousand Buddhas is built at the head of Sakyamuni... Both the future and the present are present, and the past is the only thing missing. Next, wherever we are going, there must be burning lamps by our side."

"Let's go, the Bodhi Lotus Lantern has shown us the way."

Lin Suxian looked at Nie Qiaoqiao and the sick old man, and said, "Then they..."

Nie Qiaoqiao smiled and said nothing, while the sick old man looked at them with pleading eyes, pitifully like a little old man who was afraid of being abandoned by his children.

Shen Lang smiled slightly, and pointed at Nie Qiaoqiao to count quickly.

The acupoints were unlocked, and Nie Qiaoqiao immediately relaxed, stomped her feet, and moved her numb hands and feet.

Shen Lang said: "Miss Nie, now that life and death are at stake, please let go of your hatred."

"Take the sick senior and leave with us."

Nie Qiaoqiao didn't say much, she nodded slightly, and obediently obeyed Shen Lang's arrangement.

The crowd supported each other and walked towards the tunnel filled with oil lamps.

As soon as he walked to the entrance of the cave, there was a "click", and two huge cracks suddenly appeared on the ground, like two long snake panels interlaced, rolling up wild sand and shivering, approaching the entrance of the cave aggressively.

Shen Lang focused his eyes like a knife, and swept along the protruding cracks, visually observing that the end point where they meet is the hole where the dry well collapsed!

My heart sank like a heavy mountain.

This is the only way of life for everyone, and it must not be blocked!

Having made up his mind, Shen Lang lowered his head and looked at Wang Lianhua who was leaning on his chest, although he could only see the thin white neck and the black hair like a waterfall behind his head.

Shen Lang's pupils are always bright and deep, but they have never been so deep at this moment, like a bottomless sea, sinking a ship, sinking reluctance and sighing.

The hand on Wang Lianhua's shoulder subconsciously strengthened.

Wang Lianhua turned to look at him strangely.

It's a pity that even though the two hearts are close to each other, there is a thin layer of flesh and blood between them.

He failed to guess Shen Lang's mind.

If he guessed right, he might kill Shen Lang, but he wouldn't be able to vent the hatred in his heart!

Shen Lang was even more unwilling to give him a chance to wake up, so he stretched out his palms together, and with a burst of energy, he pushed Wang Lianhua, Zhao Biqiong, Lin Suxian and Yun Chuxiu into the tunnel together.

At the same time, the entire ground from the cave entrance to the shrine collapsed.The huge stone slab was raised high and slanted towards the entrance of the cave.

When the stone slab was about to cover the entrance of the cave, Shen Lang's body moved like thunder, and he rushed to the entrance of the cave in an instant. At the very moment, he put his shoulders against the stone slab, and propped it up tremblingly.

It was a stone slab that was about ten feet long, and how heavy was it?

The huge pressure caused Shen Lang's feet to sink into the ground, his veins bulged like swimming snakes, his muscles tensed like cast iron, and his handsome face was filled with pain and ferocity.

He said to Nie Qiaoqiao and the sick old man who were still on the other side of the cave entrance: "Nie, Miss Nie, senior, please go quickly."

Because of the pain and endurance, the crown of the tooth was biting tightly, and every word was forced out from the gap between the teeth with all his strength.

Nie Qiaoqiao stared at Shen Lang with complicated eyes.

Obviously he had enough chances to pass, but in order to save her and the sick old man, he pressed his body against the stone slab and stuck himself there.

Wang Lianhua, who was pushed into the tunnel by the palm wind, stood up tremblingly while supporting the stone wall.

Looking at Shen Lang is like turning into a pillar of the sky, resisting the collapsing sky.

The straight back has been pressed into a terrible arc, he is like a bean stuck in the millstone, unable to move, unable to break free, no one can save him!

Shen Lang wanted to sacrifice himself again, but it was not for him, Wang Lianhua, but for two insignificant people.

He would rather abandon me than... Why can he do such a thing?

Was his heart made of stone? !

Wang Lianhua stretched out her hand to hold her forehead, and every time she took a breath, her fingers trembled in pain and her heart twitched.

Dragging his painful and tired body, he walked slowly step by step.

The vulture stared at the trembling figure fiercely, as if it wanted to tear a piece of flesh off his body with every glance.

He growled lowly: "Shen Lang!"

"If you dare to die, I will kill everyone here!"

"The people who saved you, all skinned and cramped one by one!"

"I will join that person's command, work as a minion, stir up chaos in the world, and don't care about other people's life or death!"

"I, Wang Lianhua, will do what I say...as long as you dare!"

The cold and harsh words, like bone-piercing ice, blurred into one piece in my ears, as if they came from someone else's mouth, but I don't know where they started, and the taste changed.

When he came back to his senses, he only heard his trembling voice calling over and over again: "Shen Lang... Shen Lang..."

Shen Lang firmly pressed against the stone slab, under the disheveled black hair, a chiseled side face was revealed, his pupils were closed, pale as snow, and he did not respond to Wang Lianhua's threats and calls.

I don't know if it was because he had made up his mind and had nothing to say, or because he didn't dare to speak, for fear that he would be crushed under the huge rock in one breath.

Nie Qiaoqiao stood on the other side of the cave, staring blankly at Shen Lang, as if suddenly turned into a stone statue.

The sick old man lying on her back anxiously urged: "What are you waiting for, get through!"

"Don't let Shen Lang die in vain!"

Nie Qiaoqiao came back to her senses, laughed out loud, raised her hand and pulled the sick old man off his shoulder, and threw it into the hole like a burlap bag.

Walking in front of Shen Lang, he cupped his fists and gave a deep bow.

The back is extremely curved, and the forehead seems to be attached to the knee.

He said softly: "Shen Xianggong treats me like this, and he will have to pay back with his life."

After finishing speaking, he slammed into Shen Lang fiercely.

The internal force erupted, whipped up a violent wind like a wave, and knocked Shen Lang into the tunnel.

The gigantic rock that lost its pillar crashed down, buried the entrance of the cave, and buried the way of life.

Collapse, collapse, everything is collapsing, thousands of Buddha statues are ruthlessly crushed by the collapsed beams and boulders.

Dust to dust, dust to dust, the Buddha who was trapped in the ghost temple finally found peace.

Nie Qiaoqiao sat down slowly with her back against the boulder, humming softly.

Suddenly, she saw a squirrel fleeing around rushing towards her, curled up at her feet, curled its tail, and trembled.

Nie Qiaoqiao sighed: "You little guy, why don't you run away and go here instead?"

Reach out for the squirrels...

In an instant, blood stained picturesque.

【Chapter [-] Avalokiteshvara · End】

The author has something to say:

The story of Shen Daxia is about himself when he was a child.

Shen Tianjun told him before he left home when he was three years old: stay at home obediently, dad will come back in six days.

As a result, it took six years to walk away.

But in Shen Lang's story, he turned these six years into six days.

He wanted to tell Nie Qiaoqiao: Don't think about sad things all the time, because thinking about it can't be undone.Just like my father is dead, even if he sits on the threshold and waits, he will not come back.

Go out and find your own way.Along the way, he found Zhu Qiqi, Panda... the most important thing was Wang Lianhua who stayed with him.

If you can go out, you must be able to find something, right?

According to my original intention, this is what Shen Lang wanted to convey.

However, "A good story does not need to be told by the person who breaks every word and every sentence for others to read. People who listen to the story have their own understanding."

I don't know, what is everyone's understanding?

Nie Qiaoqiao, a character who once won a lot of favor from everyone, but since she was born, she has been designated as a villain by me.

Although she was the host of the Qianfo Temple, she didn't take it to heart whether she lost or won, and just completed her tasks step by step, so she was extraordinarily open-minded when Shen Lang and Prince Wang broke the game.

I originally wanted to write about Nie Qiaoqiao's past in detail before she died as usual.

However, when it came time to start writing, I suddenly felt why bother?

That story was so tragic and too long that even Nie Qiaoqiao herself didn’t want to recall it (Nie Qiaoqiao sticks out her tongue: I’m not here to participate in the strongest game of the miserable king. Speak out, how shameless?).

So, in the end I wrote it like this: No one will know her story, but everyone knows her story more than anyone else.

Here are a few clues in her story, please imagine for yourself~

1. Ever since Nie Qiaoqiao cut off her breasts, she is no longer a woman. (She once said in the Thousand Buddhas Temple that she is only half a woman.)

2. I did not destroy the innocence of those teachers and sisters, but for their lives, I must bear the responsibility and cover up for the culprit—now that I think about it, I have been a normal woman for more than ten years .

3. He has helped me so much, but committed a heinous crime, kindness and benevolence, which side should I stand on?

4. Some people obviously hate him to the point of death, and hope that he can die all the time.But when he was actually killed, I had to avenge him.

5. Life is already bitter enough, people often can only enjoy it.So I only like to see people laugh, not cry.

Volume [-] Kurong Valley and Suolongjing