Chapter 75 The Chinese knot that suppresses bad luck

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Song Rouer quickly woke up.

She realized that not only was she not dead, but she was still alive and well.

Suddenly, Song Rouer fell into great pain.

"Why didn't I die? I should have died!"

"As long as I die, no one will be implicated by me!"

"Let me die! Let me die!" .??.

Seeing Song Rou'er who desperately wanted to die, everyone was speechless for a while.

Especially Ye Qingyun, he couldn't understand this kind of person who wanted to die.

What good is death?

When you die, there is nothing.

Nothing is known, nothing exists.

Plunged into eternal darkness.

There was never another day when I woke up.

terrible.

Just thinking about it, Ye Qingyun felt like he was suffocating.

So Ye Qingyun was very afraid of death.

It would be better to live one more day.

"Girl, the world is so wonderful, and you still have a wonderful life that you haven't experienced yet, so don't be so anxious to seek death."

Ye Qingyun couldn't help but persuade him.

Song Rouer shook her head repeatedly.

"If I don't die, more people will die because of me. I don't want to harm anyone anymore."

Ye Qingyun looked strange, "Then you could have committed suicide a long time ago."

Song Rou'er had a bitter look on her face, "I've tried it too, but every time I want to commit suicide, accidents always happen."

What?

Everyone was stunned.

Just listen to Song Rou'er continue to say, "The first time I sought death, I wanted to jump off the cliff, but somehow I was blown back by a gust of wind. If I jump again, I will still be blown up."

Everyone "???"

Song Rou'er: "Once again, I wanted to wipe my neck with the sword, but the sword broke directly."

Everyone "???"

Song Rou'er "The latest time, I managed to get an extremely poisonous pill. It is said that if I take it, I will bleed to death from all my orifices in a matter of seconds."

"But after I ate it, I just had a stomachache for a while, and then I didn't respond anymore."
r> Everyone "???"

Song Rouer looked desperate.

"For so many years, I haven't thought about dying, but living will keep hurting others. I really don't know what to do."

everyone ""

Shen Tianhua looked at Song Rou'er with solemn eyes, "I have read in ancient books that the body of misfortune is born with bad luck, but things will turn to the extreme. Those who possess the body of misfortune, if they encounter difficulties, will turn disaster into good fortune and turn danger into safety."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.

Can it still be like this?

No wonder Song Rou'er couldn't die even if she wanted to.

Emotions are a body of misfortune. Apart from being bad for others, they are also extremely lucky for oneself.

Ye Qingyun was also amazed.

This physique is really amazing.

A typical example of benefiting oneself at the expense of others.

Others will be unlucky because of her, but she herself will always encounter good things because of the body of misfortune.

"Holy Son, please help her and resolve the disaster for her."

Huikong said.

Ye Qingyun looked helpless.

"What can I do?"

Huikong smiled and said, "The Holy Son only needs to do one thing to resolve the disaster for her."

"What's the matter?"

"Give her an amulet."

Ye Qingyun looked confused, "Is it so easy?"

Huikong nodded, "The Holy Son has immeasurable merits and must be protected by my Buddha. If there is an amulet given by the Holy Son himself, I think the power of my Buddha will come to Donor Song to eliminate her disasters."

"That's it."

Ye Qingyun nodded.

He also knows that Buddhism has this set of values.

To put it bluntly, it’s just a matter of consecration.

Once the objects in the temple are said to be consecrated, they are valuable.

But whether it is useful or not is a matter of opinion.

Anyway, in Ye Qingyun's view, the so-called consecration thing,

It's just for psychological comfort.

"Fine."

Ye Qingyun thought for a while and then returned to the house.

He walked out again not long after.

I saw Ye Qingyun holding a red thing in his hand, which seemed to be made of some kind of silk thread.

None of them had seen anything like this before, and they were a little curious for a while. .??.??

"Master Ye, what is this?"

Xu Changfeng asked curiously.

"This is the Chinese knot."

Ye Qingyun smiled slightly.

"Chinese knot?"

Several people looked at each other, having never heard of this thing at all.

"This thing looks quite festive."

Shen Tianhua smiled.

"That's for sure."

Ye Qingyun handed the Chinese knot to Song Rou'er.

"Although I don't know if this thing is useful, but for peace of mind, just wear it."

"Thank you Mr. Ye!"

Song Rouer took it with both hands.

Just when Song Rouer got the Chinese Knot.

A warm current instantly flowed through Song Rouer's body.

"Um?"

Song Rou'er was startled, and then looked at the Chinese knot in disbelief.

For some reason, she always felt like something had changed in her body.

But what exactly the change is, cannot be explained clearly.

Several other people looked at Song Rou'er receiving the gift from Ye Qingyun, and they all looked envious.

This thing was made by Ye Qingyun.

That is definitely a treasure.

It must be extraordinary.

pity.

They can only covet it, but they dare not have any intention of coveting it.

Moreover, it is definitely not a wise move to snatch something from the Disaster Body.

"Donor Song, please follow me down the mountain and back to Shaolin Temple."

"good."

At that moment, Huikong took Song Rouer down the mountain.

And Shen Tianhua and the others didn’t
After staying for a long time, they said goodbye to Ye Qingyun and then left one after another.

Huikong and Song Rouer met Guo Xiaoyun on their way back to Shaolin Temple and asked him to return to Ye Qingyun.

The turmoil caused by a body of disaster has temporarily subsided.

Song Rouer returned to Shaolin Temple.

But she still felt uneasy in her heart.

I am always worried that my body of disaster will bring another disaster to the Shaolin Temple.

For several days, the Shaolin Temple was safe and sound.

Nothing happened.

Even Xu Zhu, who had been unable to get out of bed before, began to gradually improve.

Huikong was very meticulous and determined that the Chinese knot given to Song Rouer by Ye Qingyun played a huge role.

And Song Rouer also felt it was very strange.

Wearing the Chinese knot every day makes me feel relaxed and cheerful.

And seeing that the people around her were no longer affected by her, she was also very happy.

"Master Ye is truly a god."

Song Rouer was sitting in the Buddhist hall, holding a Chinese knot in her hand, feeling extremely grateful to Ye Qingyun in her heart.

She could finally feel at ease.

And Ye Qingyun, who had unknowingly done a great thing, was looking at the large piece of scorched earth on the ground, feeling a little worried.

"It's so ugly."

Ye Qingyun smacked his lips and said.

"Master, let's go down the mountain to buy some seeds, take care of this place, and expand the yard."

Guo Xiaoyun said.

Ye Qingyun's eyes lit up.

"good idea!"

At that moment, the master and the apprentice went down the mountain together and came to the market.

After buying the seeds, it’s time to prepare to go back to the mountains.

"Fortune fortune-telling, fortune-telling, fortune-telling, fortune-telling!"

An old blind man wearing a green shirt, dark and skinny, was sitting on the roadside, shouting constantly.

Initially, neither Ye Qingyun nor Guo Xiaoyun paid attention.

It wasn't until the master and apprentice passed by him that the old blind man suddenly reached out and grabbed Guo Xiaoyun's arm.

"Brother, let me tell you your fortune!"


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