Kuimu Lang exploded, scraping off a thick piece of flesh from Nezha's fire-pointed spear and rushing toward the ruins.
"Sir!" Bai Susu realized at this moment that Kui Mulang didn't want to kill the husband, but the husband wanted to destroy his own future!
"Chen Yuan! What are you doing?!" Yin Xuanling struggled to hold up his upper body, lying on the ground sideways, looking at the figure on the ruins in the distance and shouting.
Tread...
Tap tap tap...
The figure moved very quickly, Kui Mulang endured the pain of the gradually shattering of the Dharma image, and raised his hands and paws to reach out to Chi Chi's figure.
"I'll give it back to you..."
Over there, Chen Yuan tilted his head unsteadily, his face covered in blood, and laughed as he looked at Kui Mulang who rushed forward.
“From now on, we don’t owe each other anything!”
He pinched the light ball with his tight palms. In the light, there was a Taoist temple among the mountains and rivers. In the faint, there was a figure of Chen Yuan walking inside, as before, he walked into the temple to take a curious look.
"Also...remember, my name is Chen Yuan, a monk in the world!"
At a certain moment, Chen Yuan used force on her hands and tightly clasped the Dharma light with her five fingers. The light and shadow were shattered inch by inch, the wind howled and roared, and her hair danced wildly.
"No……"
Kui Mulang's eyes widened, and the palm he grabbed turned into stars in an instant, spreading like butterflies on the ruins.
】
From the distant magic circle, there were overlapping screams and shouts from the twenty-eight stars, and they rushed towards the ruins like crazy. The next moment, an even bigger white light cracked from Chen Yuan's hand.
The light group exploded.
With a loud bang, the light shot up into the sky and spread in all directions, drowning the entire wilderness, the people in the wilderness, and the gods.
Heaven and earth return to loneliness.
…
"Wow, is he dead?"
"Yes, yes, grandpa, what happened next? Where were the gods? Where was the one named Chen Yuan? Will he die too?"
The light rain fell on the leaves, and there were few passers-by on the steamy streets. A few children from nearby families gathered around a small stall, noisily asking questions about a gray-haired old man.
From time to time, he pointed to a few small puppets held by the old man.
"Grandpa, is this little man Chen Yuan? Who is that on the other side? Are they those hateful gods?"
A little girl picked up the kite in her hand and held it up to the old man: "Niuniu wants to trade this with you. Grandpa, can you give me this little puppet that shows the true king?"
"Then it depends on whether he likes you or not."
The old man was holding a small wooden man strung with sticks and playing with his hands and feet in front of the girl. The little girl liked the elegant scholar in blue and white robes. Unfortunately, the old man didn't seem to intend to give it to her. Instead, he cleaned up the stall and put a
Each doll is put into a wooden box and packed.
"Grandpa, you haven't said what happened next?"
"That's it... what happened to them in the end? At least tell us whether Chen Yuan is dead or not, but I'm worried to death."
"I'm going to give you some of the money my father secretly saved. You wait."
The old man walked out of the eaves, stretched out his hand to catch the rainwater flowing under the eaves and took a sip. There were a few water stains hanging on his snow-white beard, and he called the little boy back with a laugh.
"This story, how can I tell you this story casually? But since you little guys are the first audience today, I will make an exception and tell you."
The old man thought about it for a while, and then... simply said: "Not dead!"
Immediately, I walked down the street in the drizzle, and saw an old cow standing up on the street, wagging its horns and coming to the old man's side, with a heavy wooden box still placed on its back.
"It seems like the rain is getting heavier and heavier, so you kids went back earlier."
The old man sat on the cow's back, waved to a few children who were looking blankly under the eaves, smiled, took the bamboo hat on the side of the cow's back and put it on his head, put his hands in his cuffs, and just sat on the cow's back, patting him.
He shook the cow's head and urged twice: "Let's go, let's go, business is not good today, I don't have money to buy you pancakes."
The old cow shook the bell on its neck, called out "moo", and slowly carried the old man across the end of the street with its hooves, disappearing into the drizzle.
I stared blankly at the children at the end of the street, still in a down state, until the little girl holding a windmill on the side cried out "Wow", and I saw a small puppet in her hand.
The 'Chen Yuan' she wanted just now.
The children were so big-hearted that they didn't think so much. The moment they saw the little puppet, they started making noises and chasing each other into the rain. One of the older children shouted: "I want to be Chen Yuan!"
"Let Niuniu be the white dragon!"
"I want to be Nezha..."
"Then I'll be Erlang Shen...wait for me, I'll pick up a piece of mud and draw an eye between my eyebrows!"
Children chased each other, and the noisy and noisy sounds floated further and further down the street. Outside the distant town, a layer of water mist floated in the mountains, and there were birds and smoke in the villages at the foot of the mountains. On the paths in the fields, wild flowers swayed in the wind.
The rolled tongue is then put into the cow's mouth and ground.
On the back of the swaying cow, the wooden box sways slightly, and the figure lying on its side above hums the music of the mountains.
"... Tigers roar in the mountains, ghosts scare, dragons roar and wind and rain come... Heaven and earth are of no use to me... I am not as good as a mattress... See through the physiology of longevity... Every step is life, the road to immortality is long, the path to immortality is far, I look at heaven and earth
narrow……"
Zi Gu Zi's words caused the businessmen in raincoats to look at the old bull rider in surprise, but most of them smiled at each other and shouted: "Old man, it's not right for you to ride a bull like this. The little cow is startled and will scare you."
If you fall down, it will be enough for you to drink a pot!"
On the back of the old cow that passed by, the old man who answered them casually raised a hand and waved, and then said slowly: "Haha, don't worry, I've been raising this cow for many years, and I'm very humane, so I won't
Shocked."
Everyone who heard this said nothing more and drove their carts and donkeys to pull the goods and continue moving forward.
"I'm afraid this old man has never seen a cow startled. It would scare someone to death."
"Who says it's not?"
The man who agreed waved his whip, smiled, and looked back worriedly, then rubbed his eyes vigorously, and hurriedly patted his companion next to him.
"What?"
"Where's the old man who passed by just now?"
After hearing this, the companion turned back. As expected, there were no shadows of the old man and the cow on the way back, and there was a mist of water. This road leads to Jiankang Official Road, with an unobstructed view, and there were no crop fields around to cover it.
"...The moon is full in the sky, but it can't explain the evil heart of the gods..."
Faintly, the song the old man sang just now came from the distant water vapor.
"Could it be that you hit a ghost?"
When the word 'ghost' was mentioned, the two men immediately looked at each other, wiped the water stains on their faces, and quickly accelerated their speed. Regardless of the potholes on the ground, they drove to a village in front of them in a blink of an eye. They probably had to wait until it rained.
Dare to leave only after taking a rest.
Soon after, in the pouring rain, the old man appeared outside Jiankang City riding a cow, and entered the city covered in moisture.
…
There is a hint of sadness in a mansion somewhere in the city.
An old man had reached the end of his life, sitting in front of his bed, staring at the dim candlelight on the table with dull eyes, surrounded by his children sobbing softly.
Vaguely, the old man on the bed seemed to hear something, and suddenly had the strength to speak.
"Change my clothes...put on the armor I had when I was young...someone is here to pick me up."
This once all-powerful old man is named Chen Qingzhi.