Holy Monk, your benefactor is dead!

At the entrance of Zhangjiacun, it will still be light tomorrow, but Li Yun has to suspect that most of the people in the village have gathered here, with hoes, rakes, brooms, and even kitchen knives. Standing solemnly at the entrance of the village, the leader is the patriarch who presided over the burning of Zhang Cui'er yesterday. At this time, they are all waiting here, and they are afraid that they are waiting for themselves, or Jing Yanhuai The youngest son who had a hard time coaxing him to sleep.

"Stand there, don't come over!" Just when Li Yun and Li Yun were about five meters away from the crowd, the patriarch held a hoe nervously and stood two steps forward. He forced himself to calm down and stopped the two of them.

Seeing this situation, Jing Yan looked at Li Yun for the first time, but saw that he shook his head, took a step back, and retreated behind Jing Yan. Seeing this, Jing Yan had to perform a Buddha ceremony to everyone with one hand. Asked loudly: "Amitabha, all benefactors, why did you stop the little monk?"

"Great monk, you, if you leave that scoundrel behind, we will let you go." Although Jing Yan looks kind, but yesterday it was Jing Yan who flew into the fire and rescued Zhang Cui'er. Human, the patriarch swallowed his saliva and tried to calm himself down, but he still couldn't stop the horror on his face.

Jingyan looked at the crowd with a puzzled face. This young son was carrying a relic, and they had trekked mountains and rivers to ask for this Buddha son. Now that the Buddha son is in his hands, and this son is related to the survival of the Canaan Temple, how could he choose to give up because of everyone's reasons. "Amitabha, I'm afraid the little monk will find it difficult to comply with the request of the benefactor."

"This scoundrel is a disaster, great monk, you are not afraid of getting bad luck, and no one collects the body after death? Why don't you leave it to us now and let us burn this scoundrel." Another woman was as bold as a shrew He yelled at the two of them like cursing.

This time, Li Yun dragged Jing Yan behind him before he could speak, his cold voice seemed to be poured with ice, and people couldn't help but feel a sense of fear, "Absurd, it's so ridiculous , it is obvious that you and other poorly blessed people cannot bear the blessing of this young son, but they want to turn black and white, disregard right and wrong, and make hypocritical faces, it is really ridiculous."

"You, you are talking nonsense, that is the nemesis, you have to let go today, or don't blame our Zhang Village people for being rude." Only the patriarch yelled, and the villager holding a hoe behind him Qi Qi took a few steps forward and looked at Li Yun and Li Yun fiercely.

"Little monk, do you still want to stay here and use your Buddhist kindness to influence these ignorant villagers?" Li Yun ignored the menacing villagers, but turned to look at Jing Yan, although Jing Yan couldn't see His expression did not miss the sarcasm in Li Yun's eyes.

"This...!" Jing Yan looked past Li Yun and landed on those villagers. He is not a fool, and he knows that if he blindly softens the treatment, these villagers will only make progress. He just can't let go of the Buddhists for a while The precepts, after all, are still a bit out of shape.

"Amitabha, good, good!" Jingyan sang the Buddha's salute to the ground, although the sound was silent, but it fell into the ears of the villagers, but it was like a burst of thunder, and they felt that the ears continued to roar, and the villagers suddenly turned pale with shock. Some of the timid ones have dropped the tools in their hands at this time, some fell to the ground and bowed, and some ran away, but those who stayed in the same place for a moment, kneeling, lying down, standing only one or two .

"What an offence, little monk!" A trace of shame flashed in Jing Yan's eyes, but he didn't dare to delay, he freed up a hand to hold Jing Yan beside him, and quickly carried him on his back. Has disappeared in front of everyone.

Leave nothing to panic.

"Monster! This is a monster..." The patriarch looked at Jing Yan leaving with a dazed look on his face, and muttered in his mouth that he had already entered the magic barrier.

Not far away, Liu San came in a hurry with six or seven men. After seeing the villagers who had fallen to the ground, and seeing Li Yun and Li Yun, he was relieved at first, and then called luck.Knowing that Li Yun had left safely, he waved his hand and led the people behind him to Zhangjiazu's grave.

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"This place is far away from Zhang Village, you can put me down." After Jing Yan could figure out a cup of tea, Li Yun called Jing Yan to stop in an extremely complicated manner. Since that day, Li Yun subconsciously asked himself Stay away from Jingyan, so as not to sink deeper and deeper into the sinking.

Jing Yan only felt a little pain in his heart, but he still chose to gently place Li Yun on the ground. As soon as Li Yun's feet landed, he moved two steps away from Jing Yan, unwilling to get too close to him.

Seeing this, Jing Yan wanted to say something, opened his mouth, but found that he was unable to express the blankness in his mind at all, his eyes stained with Buddha's breath seemed to be covered with a layer of haze at this time, and the silence between the two Silent spread between.

The two walked towards Jiangning unhurriedly. Because the scope was too wide and Li Wen was too small, Li Yun simply didn't let the two brothers follow.Li Yun looked at the blue sea and the sky in front of him. The trees on both sides of the country road had sprouted on the branches in spring. When the breeze blew, the air mixed with the smell of earth was sucked into his mouth and nose, and he felt inexplicably depressed after many days. A touch of relief.

"He, are you going to take him back to the capital just like this?" Li Yun glanced sideways at Jing Yan who was following him, and his eyes fell on the swaddling baby in his arms. Without thinking about it, now that the Buddha is in his hands, Li Yun naturally thinks, although this is a Buddha, but he has just been born after all, two old men, plus two half-year-old boys, how can he take care of this?

"That's the case, why did the benefactor ask such a question?" Jing Yan looked puzzled, wondering why Li Yun would ask this question. They came out of Beijing for the disciples of the Buddha. Now that they have found it, they naturally want to bring it back to the capital. of.

"You will bring me this journey in person? Although I don't know how to raise children, what should I do if this Buddha is hungry, smelly, or thirsty?" Li Yun really guessed it, and he couldn't help looking at Jingyan. A little more helplessness.

Jing Yan suddenly realized, but there was no worry on his face, "It's just that the little monk was negligent and never mentioned to the benefactor that the Buddha is born in the womb of the Buddha. Pure lead flower, reborn in the world, was born for more than a month. It only needs to be fed with fresh blood by the previous monk protecting the pagoda every day to warm the newly born relic beads in its body. This is why the benefactor must go out of Beijing. The relics of the little monk have been lost. I can't find the location of the Buddha, and I can't warm the relics of the Buddha, so I have to..." Speaking of this, Jing Yan looked at Li Yun apologetically.

Li Yun was taken aback for a moment, he didn't know that the Buddha had this secret, but this is the best way, the two of them have no common sense of raising babies, if they just carry them and don't need to take care of others, then it's barely worth it. acceptable.

It's just that in this way, I'm afraid that his thoughts of leaving as soon as possible will be rested, but..., this is also good, at least he can get back the distant mountains, so that he can leave without any worries.

Therefore, Li Yun just nodded towards Jingyan: "In this case, I will leave after returning to Beijing."

Jing Yan looked at Li Yun's back, opened his mouth, and finally chose to follow without saying anything.

The road is getting longer, and people walk, look, smell and think, and they can't escape the word fate.