Chapter 131 Sun Lichai returns home, Lu Zhengkang's hallucination
"...The pain...will make you lower your head..."
Lu Zhengkang was unwilling to pay attention to this meaningless clamor, and after pondering for a while, he took Quan Hongming's soul seed back to the Pure Land Pearl.
But Xiangshu was unwilling to let him go.
Terrifying murmurs and profound hallucinations followed Lu Zhengkang from that day on.
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Sun Lizhai returned home.
She did not go to the stage carriage, but walked all the way, carrying a few bags of dry food, some changes of clothes, and some odds and ends. These belongings were on her back, and they were not much. They looked very small.
A pile that didn't cover half of her back.
It took her three months to complete the long journey from Yigu'an to Jianchuan Town in Songshan Mountain.
When we set out, the spring was warm and the flowers were blooming. When we arrived home, the midsummer heat had slowly dissipated.
Just like this, she carried the setting sun and strode into the home she had not seen for a long time.
Sun Wang and Sun Zhengdao looked at their little daughter with an almost surprised expression.
This is because of unfamiliarity.
Long time no see.
This child hardly corresponds with his parents and is always busy. Even if the Sun family is in the Pure Land and can see each other at any time, there is still no chance to really meet.
The wonderful thing is that Sun Lizhai is a rebellious person.
Out of some subtle mentality, she maintained a distance that was neither far nor close to her kind mother and upright father.
The two eldest parents once thought that their children were busy practicing hard and had no time to spare, so they did not dare to take the initiative to disturb them.
In this way, they had the opportunity to meet countless times and passed each other countless times.
"Chachai... is that you?" The two elders hesitated, but the person in front of them made their eyes well up with tears.
She is indeed my little girl.
The handsome long hair of the layman is fluttering and hanging down to his shoulders. The ten-year-old Sun Lizhai already has a slender body, a solemn face, and bright eyebrows. She looks very mature, incredibly mature, like a short female knight-errant.
A female scholar, not a child.
Of course she is not ordinary.
The dagger in her hand also drank blood.
But this does not mean that she is extraordinary. There is no age limit for killing, and it is not uncommon for children to kill people in the world. What is unusual is a ten-year-old martial arts master.
A year ago, she accumulated enough skills and reached the innate realm in one fell swoop. Since then, the world and the earth have interacted, and the realm of martial arts has been incomparable.
The eight demons who became attached to her were also able to channel spirits and can now be called spirits.
Such a strange woman is destined to be extraordinary and leave a legend in the world, and her identity will also be attributed to the category of venerables. After all, she is destined to be a disciple of the Buddha.
As a person from the Pure Land of the Holy Path, Sun Lizhai's words and deeds will have huge repercussions, and she indirectly possesses huge power.
Such a star, possessing force, prestige, and power, is only ten years old now.
Sun Lizhai herself didn't have much feelings about this, she was even tired of everything she had.
She felt that the world was like a big net trying to bind her, but she knew very well that she was powerless to do anything about such an outcome.
It is often at this time that the value of home becomes apparent.
Sun Lizhai quickly went up and hugged her mother, knelt down and kowtowed to her father, got up, put a pile of belongings on her back on the table, and said, "I'm going to find Lu Yuan." She hurriedly went back to her house.
He ran out the door. The family only met for less than ten seconds.
The absurdity of her behavior made the two family members stunned and speechless. When they tried to express their condolences, they saw that the small figure had disappeared deep into the street.
The mountain road in Songshan Mountain is still so winding. Stepping on these historical stone slabs again, Sun Lizhai felt that she was walking on a fantasy road with shadows and shadows. Her childhood figure appeared on the stone, step by step, with great difficulty.
Behind the adults.
She remembered these days. After she recovered from her illness, she was willing to walk more and let her body feel more emotions. She liked the feeling of being out of breath without sweating profusely.
She still remembers the feeling of her heart beating.
It was a road that was neither long nor short, and now she was walking alone. Just like this, she slowly followed the phantom of her childhood and carefully looked at the landscape.
We are almost here. The former Shaolin Temple is now the Shaolin Village. In the distance, there is a dark braised egg standing in front of the red lacquer gate. It is the old bald donkey Jueguang.
The tall and strong Jueguang faced the afterglow of the sunset, his forehead shining brightly. He stood leisurely by the rock in front of the door and looked around. His broad blue robes fluttered with the brisk and gentle evening breeze. He smiled.
His face was like a rugged rock, hard and determined.
When he saw Sun Lizhai, he raised his hand to wave. His long sleeves were fluttering, which contrasted with the trembling canopy of a green pine tree on the cliff in the distance.
Sun Lizhai also waved to him from a distance.
Jueguang turned his head and shouted towards the courtyard behind the door: "Chaochai is here!"
A group of old bald donkeys came out. Some of them were holding noodle bowls in their hands and their mouths were greasy. Since they no longer had the profession of monks, they no longer had to keep the precepts.
Sun Lizhai ran two steps quickly and came to the front of all the laymen, folded her hands and saluted. "I have met all the masters."
The bald donkeys laughed loudly, "The little girl has grown up, and now she is pretty!"
"It's good, it's good."
Several bald donkeys praised him for a while, with sensible smiles on their faces, as if "I have experienced all the things in the world".
After all, Sun Lizhai had an eccentric temperament, so she joked with them: "Why do some masters start eating meat? Is it because they don't have the taste in their mouths because they don't have Buddhist scriptures to read?"
Jueguang kicked the bull's eye, "Hey! The little girl is not good-hearted. Juechou! Come and argue with her, I can't talk to her."
Juechou, who had a playful smile on his face, happily came out and saluted Sun Lizhai with his hands clasped together, "You really need the little venerable Master to recite a few golden rules from the Bodhisattva to us!"
Sun Lizhai raised her eyebrows, and her delicate face showed a bit of bold and heroic spirit, "Where is Lu Yuan? I'm here to see him!"
All the laymen laughed and pointed to the high Liantian Peak, "The masters are naturally at high places, and the Buddha is of course at the edge of the sky."
"I'm leaving first!" Sun Lizhai shouted, started using Qinggong, and with one step, like a star pill, she stepped on the high-walled hall. After a few ups and downs, she climbed over the huge temple and went deep into the mountain forest.
Jueguang shook his head and sighed, "My children have really grown up. When we were at this age, we couldn't even eat well, let alone practice such a handsome kung fu."
"Oh, that's your own problem. Senior brother, I was very clever when I was young."
They bickered and walked all the way back to the quiet world inside the door in the last ray of light on the horizon.
The night has begun, and the gathering in the Pure Land Pearl has begun.
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The night is dark.
The cold wind is miserable.
Lu Zhengkang sat on the rock and breathed out his luck.
"Bodhisattva, save me..." A faint scream echoed in my ears.
"Purify all sentient beings, I am also a sentient being, come and save me..."
Lu Zhengkang remained unmoved.
After performing the exercise once, he opened his eyes.
The sky is covered with huge eyes, they are colorful, emit a green poisonous light, blinking, muscles spasming, staring at Lu Zhengkang.
The ground was flowing with magma and seawater, exploding silently, and the bubbles were filled with suffering human bodies. They turned their faces to face Lu Zhengkang, their eyeballs that had been gouged out were bleeding constantly, and they were wailing, praying for salvation.
Sun Lizhai came behind him, and Lu Zhengkang turned around and saw a bloody girl. Of course, there were no eyeballs, but the brain in the skull was still shining with a faint blue fire, and the dancing flames would curl and dance,