Maoshan Ghost King

The old monk was talking and coughing again, the wine mixed with blood and water slipped from the corner of his mouth.

Two lines of old tears fell on the wrinkled old face.

Looking at the old monk's appearance, Ge Yu was greatly moved, and also remembered his own life experience.

Immediately, Ge Yu took the wine bottle and drank most of it in one breath. Then he grinned and said to Zen Master Mai Peng, "Master Mai Peng, this liquor really relieves sorrow and pain, but you don’t drink enough, do you want to come again? Point?"

Zen Master Mai Peng smiled sadly, and said, "Okay, let's...more..."

Ge Yu immediately passed the wine bottle over, this time, the old monk took two big mouthfuls.

The spirits burned the heart, and a few sips could relieve a lot of pain.

The breath of the old monk is getting weaker and weaker. If it weren't for the great monk's cultivation base, he would have died several times after suffering such a serious injury.

But people are about to die, and their words are good.

The great monk seemed to have a lot to say, and he didn't vomit.

The group of people surrounded the monk without saying a word, except Tila kneeling on the ground, tears streaming down.

After drinking two sips of wine, the old monk's face was slightly red, his chest was violently ups and downs, but his eyes were much clearer, he grinned again, blood gurgled out, and said bitterly: "Old monk, I have cultivated the Buddha for a lifetime. I can’t become a Buddha, because I’ve always had an obsession in my heart. After all, I’m just a mortal man. In fact, for so many years... I haven’t blamed them... Let the old monk enter the Buddhism, it is to give the old monk a way to survive, not to starve to death. outside……"

"Ahem... This wine is really good... It's a pity that I only drank it once in my life, and I can't drink it anymore... The old monk can't hold it anymore, if he says he has any last wishes when he is dying There really is one. The old monk remembers that my home is in Mongban, Myanmar, a village called Nong Bazaar. For so many years, the old monk has never been back to once. At first, there was a hatred in my heart. I thought I had several younger brothers and sisters, why? I didn’t send them away, but wanted to send me away. I was so angry that I didn’t want to go back to see. Later, I didn’t hate them, but I was afraid to go back. The main reason was that they felt guilty about me and didn’t know what to say, so I didn’t go back. ..."

"Now, they are no longer alive. If you want to see them, you can't see them... After I die, you will bury my ashes next to them. You will not be able to see each other alive. If you die, you can stay with them..."

While speaking, the old monk's mouth showed a relieved smile again, but two lines of old tears rolled down from the corner of his eyes.

He turned his head, looked at the north with a blurred look, and suddenly whispered softly in his mouth: "This dog ~ the world of the day..."

The voice became smaller and smaller, and Ge Yu felt that the old monk's hand sank sharply, and the old monk passed away.

But his eyes didn't close, and he looked at the north madly, that place was the direction of his home.

Looking at the old monk who had lost any sound, the eyes of the elders around him were all red. The feeling in my heart was unspeakable, but it was particularly uncomfortable.

This old monk and them can be said to have met them by the water, but he did not hesitate to save his life. There is a kind of great monk and great virtue that I will not go to **** and whoever goes to hell.

After all, human beings are human beings. Even the Zen Master Mai Peng who has cultivated Buddha for a lifetime cannot achieve the purity of the six roots, and the four are empty.

There will be more or less obsessions in my heart, and the key is whether it can be broken.

The old monk died heroically, with several fatal injuries on his body. When he was brought before, he broke an arm. Just grabbed Wu Long's spear with his bare hands, and the remaining arm was also scrapped.

There were no less than a hundred wounds on the whole body, and there were three fatal wounds, all of which were large holes that penetrated through. It was indeed still a fight to the end, without a step back.

This indomitable momentum is really admirable.

The old monk had never drunk alcohol in his life, and asked for it when he was dying.

The old monk had never scolded anyone in his life, but he scolded a swear word.

Two precepts were broken at once.

But everyone present felt that there was nothing wrong with him doing this.

Ge Yu looked at the corpse of the great monk on the ground, and the blood stained the ground beneath him red, as if there was a blood-colored flower under his body.

"Burn it, let's send the great monk home." Li Zejian took a deep breath and said in a sad voice.

Ge Yu got up and drew a Lihuo Talisman from his body. When he was about to throw it onto the monk, suddenly, a group of golden light appeared on the monk's body, which covered him. The ray of light fluctuated, and soon a few rays of light of other colors emerged.

Seeing this scene, Ge Yu was stunned, and the Lihuo Talisman in his hand never dropped because he didn't know what happened.

When Tira saw this scene, she was really shocked, and pulled Wu Silu beside him, causing him to kneel on the ground and kowtow towards the body of Zen Master Mai Peng.

No one had ever seen such a strange sight. They were all stunned for a while, staring blankly at the corpse of Zen Master Maipeng, with the colorful brilliance flowing around him, as if a rainbow was covering his whole body. At this moment, Suddenly, the rainbow light suddenly turned into a ray, and it shot towards Ge Yu. The speed was too fast, and Ge Yu didn't even have time to evade, so the rainbow light hit the Tianling Gai.

Ge Yu's brain buzzed, and the sky was spinning for a while, and the magnificent Buddha sound seemed to echo in his ears, as if there were thousands of gods and Buddhas chanting, humming endlessly, which made Ge Yu's body slightly aroused. A faint golden glow.

Everyone was shocked. Zhong Jinliang hurriedly tried to support Ge Yu, who was unstable, but he did not expect that a powerful repulsive force was generated from Ge Yu's body. He just touched Ge Yu's body. It was bombed out.

"Xiaoyu!" Li Zejian was also panicked, but he had never seen this happen.

Ge Yu seemed to be drunk, swaying around, and his head buzzing constantly. It was all the sound of the great monk singing and chanting scriptures, which made his consciousness blurred. Fortunately, this feeling was not very long. The voice of countless great monks chanting the scriptures became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared without a trace, and Ge Yu's consciousness became clearer.

When everything disappeared, Ge Yu felt a gentle aura emerging from his Dantian Qi Sea, and eventually he returned to Ping Ji, and then he could feel nothing.

Ge Yu stood there for a while, his eyes were golden at first, but finally they returned to normal.

The scene that happened just now was very fast, less than a minute, and Ge Yu didn't know what he had experienced.