Picking Hibiscus in Shejiang River

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What's the trouble.

He clearly saw that Che Lian's fleshy body was slowly fading color and moisture, and finally turned into an old monk without salt, watching him shed tears.

Perhaps it was because of his deep love for this person, but even so, he didn't find such an ugly and detestable face.

Although he was angry in his heart that he refused to inform himself in advance, but the matter had come to this point, he had no choice but to support his body, which was approaching the end of his life, to use his energy, secretly praying that he would survive this calamity, and get along with Lian Er safely. reunion.

From the corner of the eye, I saw Chelian still staring at him silently, so I couldn't help but reach out, wanting to touch my old lover, and assure him that these nightmares will end soon; But his body became sleepy, forcing him to close his eyes slowly, and finally fell into a dream while lying on Che Lian's lap.

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"Master, how is Ming'er?"

A hoarse voice came from the old monk who was sitting quietly beside Master Wuwo, Chelian lowered a pair of withered gray eyebrows, and looked worriedly at Sakyamuni, who was sitting cross-legged on the couch and was hot.

Master Wuwo fed him two doses of Tongluo pills, held golden needles in his hand and pierced the acupoints all over his body where the true qi was flowing, leading those unresolved cultivation bases to the right path one by one, and observed the meridians while holding his breath trend.

After a long time, Master Wuwo finally breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and wiped off the fine sweat from his forehead, tremblingly took a sip of the tea handed by Chelian, and said:

"Fortunately, Jiayu's dying body is tougher than I thought, and this rather risky art of opening the meridians is actually feasible; now he has fully accepted the sixth level of the secret method of seizing phases, and he only needs to do it again. After ten days of extradition like this, you can break through the seventh floor without any hindrance."

Che Lian was overjoyed, she rushed forward and lay down on the bedside to see Sakyamuni's old face faded away, and now she was young and handsome again, she couldn't help but feel deeply moved, thinking that they finally survived the last tribulation, and since then Then we can depend on each other day and night and never be separated.

Thinking in this way, he stood up and bowed deeply to Master Wuwo, gratefully saying: "Thank you for your kindness. Ming'er and I were able to be reborn today thanks to the great help of Master; Run around and serve, as long as Master Wuwo has entrusted you, Kid Lian will not hesitate to die."

Master Wuwo saved someone's life, so he was naturally very happy at this time. He stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Amitabha. This is really breaking the old monk. It is the fate of the two of you to get through this time, a monk. It's just a little effort, how can I ask Lian to repay me?"

After hearing this, Che Lian smiled, and went to refill a cup of tea for the tired Master Wuwu.

His old and weak body couldn't use much strength, and his wrinkled hands trembled slightly, but he didn't care.

Unexpectedly, at the next moment, there was a stagger, and the old body like a fallen leaf suddenly fell down.

血炼

Master Wuwo was taken aback, and hurried forward to help Che Lian, who was already an old man, and found that his mouth and nose were black and blue, and he looked like he had been poisoned, so he sat down and gave him a pulse.

"This... Lian boy, where did the frog saliva poison in your body come from?" Master Wuwo asked in amazement.

The severe pain that was familiar to him many years ago swept over again, and Che Lian spit out a mouthful of green moss-like blood. He clearly felt that the venom that had been banned for many years by the secret method of robbing phases had broken free from its original restraint, and happily flowed to all his meridians again. place.

He clenched his fists, clenched his teeth and said with difficulty: "Old thief Che Hai..."

Master Wuwo fell silent, and also remembered the incident in Bofeng Temple many years ago. He knew that Chelian was poisoned by this deadly poison at that time, so he quickly took out two centipede pills from his medicine box and fed him After accepting it, a pair of long snow-white eyebrows were deeply frowned, only to feel that luck was tricking people.

After becoming a demon monk who practiced evil methods, Che Lian had gradually forgotten that she was still poisoned. At this time, she regretted and regretted, but she was helpless after all.When the centipede pill entered his throat, it was like sinking into the sea. It only slightly relieved his severe pain, but he was helpless against the venom that was still in the blood. He stood up and asked with the last trace of clarity:

"Master, can I... still be saved?"

Master Wuwu didn't respond, but squatted down and dipped some blood on the ground with a gold needle, put it under his nose, frowned and smelled it, with complex expressions hidden in his eyes.After a long time, he put away the needle and let out a long sigh:

"If it's just ordinary frog saliva poison, it's a bit difficult to solve, but it's still not difficult for me, an old medical monk who has been hanging the pot for many years; it's just that there is obviously blood in the venom, and I am afraid that the only person who poisoned it A little bit of heartache can be solved, and it can be seen that he really has the intention to put Lianzi to death."

After hearing this, Che Lian's eyes sank and she understood.

"...that's easy to say." He stood up with difficulty, took the robe hanging by the side and put it on, and gritted his teeth enduring the pain, "Teach me to find a fast horse at the foot of the mountain, and go straight to the Central Plains to chop the horse." The old thief takes blood to refine medicine."

Master Wuwu was stunned and said, "Chehai...is he still alive?"

"That's right." Che Lian sneered, "But it's not that she's alive, it's just that she's not dead."

After he learned the truth of everything in Mingjing Villa back then, his heart was almost broken. It was a deep-seated hatred that could not be solved even if he chopped Chehai into meat and smashed his bones into ashes; in the end, he could only teach him to live here Compared with the pain that Ming'er had suffered, the punishment of being eaten by insects in the world is insignificant at all.

Thinking that Chehai is still alive without human beings or ghosts, he feels very happy, and immediately wants to see the last one, cut off the head that should have gone to see the King of Hades as a sacrifice to himself, and it is not in vain for him Let this old thief live for ten more years.

Seeing that he had made up his mind to go, Master Wuwo silently recited Amitabha, sighed slightly in his heart, but did not say anything to stop him.

He dug out a few bottles of pills that could still suppress the poison of frog saliva from his medicine box, handed them to Che Lian and said, "It's enough for you to last for more than ten days, so go and come back quickly, don't worry." There was a delay."

Che Lian thanked her, bent down to look at her young man again, took his hand hanging by his side and gently covered his already wrinkled face, opened her eyes after a long while, packed up the simple clothes that accompanied her, and planned to go on the road .

Before leaving, he hesitated, and said in a low voice: "Master, if Ming'er asks about me when he wakes up, don't tell him about my poisonous hair."

Master Wuwu was startled, and nodded with a complicated expression.

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When rushing on the road day and night, except for the severe pain of the venom flowing between the meridians, Che Lian actually didn't feel too much pain.Seeing that Ming'er was about to wake up, and the two of them were about to achieve a positive result, since this last catastrophe had come, all they had to do was cheer up and get through it.

Just the suffering of his body is not enough to break him down. After finding his lover with great difficulty, Chelian's will to survive is naturally stronger than anyone else in this world.

Ming'er tried his best to overcome the final trial with the help of Master Wuwu, how could he fall short.

Therefore, he rushed to the Central Plains within a few days, stood at the foot of the majestic Pufeng Mountain and looked up at the dilapidated Buddhist temple on the top of the mountain. Stepping up the mountain step by step, he poured out two more centipede pills from his sleeve, and gritted his teeth to endure the increasingly ferocious pain.

After the tragedy of Mingjing Villa ten years ago, Pufeng Temple has lost its reputation as the first temple in the world. Since then, there has been no incense burning. The dilapidated and decadent Golden Dome has long lost its luster. Aged dust and cobwebs.

Chelian walked into the desolate and dreary mountain gate, and saw that the Bofeng Temple was half-populated, and the statue of Arhat in the treasure hall even fell in the mud. Some slight resentment.

When I saw that funny old monk whom I had hated all my life again after many years, he was sitting dirty under the bodhi tree, his bark-like torso was still covered with dense small bumps, his whole body was dripping with blood, but his face was full of blood. He smiled stupidly, as if he couldn't feel the pain.

"Junior Brother." Che Lian took off her bamboo hat and said to him calmly, "Do you still remember me?"

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After a long time, Che Hai raised a pair of gray eyeballs with bulging veins and looked at him.

"...Brother." He clapped his hands in surprise as if waking up from a dream, "Brother, you are getting old too!"

Before Che Lian could reply, he danced and laughed, his muddy old eyes fixed on the wrinkled brows of this man like himself, and he still clapped his hands and sighed:

"I can't imagine that he is as beautiful as the Xiangfen monk back then, but he will look so ugly and ugly when he grows old!"

"..."

Che Lian frowned, knowing that the old monk in front of her had lost her mind in the insect-eating hell day after day, and at the same time hated him, she didn't bother to talk to him anymore, so she just picked up a dagger from her sleeve He came out, wiped the thin iron blade in his hand, and said in a deep voice:

"Junior Brother, I am here to take your heart and soul."

Hearing this, Che Hai's madness subsided in an instant.

He stared blankly at his senior brother who was older and ridiculous than himself, with his fingers grasping the muddy monk's robe under him, lowered his head as if recalling something, nodded thoughtfully for a while, and said sadly: "Oh , it is to refine the medicine for the blood in the frog saliva poison...After so many years, it is unexpected that the solution of this poison will be broken by the capable ginseng."

Che Lian was noncommittal, and clenched the dagger in her hand even tighter. At the end, she just asked indifferently:

"But there is still a last word to explain?"

"..."

Che Hai was still staring blankly at the dagger that had already been wiped towards his throat, the chaos in his eyes seemed to wake up a bit, he suddenly laughed out loud for a long time, looked at him with pity and mocking eyes and said:

"Brother, you came here to kill the wrong person. Let's use your same body