A man and a woman suddenly walked in from the door, startling both Chen Yan and An Xiaoyue.
The martial arts cultivation has reached the realm of the Grand Master, and it is so quiet at night inside the Buddha statue. Logically speaking, one can see everything clearly and have insight into the subtleties. Even the sound of insects and ants crawling underground can be heard. However, when these two living people came in, they did not notice.
aware.
The pairing of this man and woman is also very strange.
The woman was very old, with gray hair, and a very pale face. She looked very shabby, like a paper figure, and there was a stream of yin energy coming out of her body.
Such an old woman seems to have just crawled out of the coffin.
The other man was dark, hairy, and hunched over, looking more like a monkey than a human.
"Holy shit!"
"These two people look too strange?"
Chen Yan complained in his heart, but instinctively he felt extremely dangerous. Whether it was the old woman or the black monkey, he felt heart palpitations. This was a more terrifying existence than Aunt Xiaoyue.
He hugged Beibei and quietly stepped aside.
Only then did he realize that what Ni Bodhisattva said just now, "This day has finally come," seemed not to be referring to him and An Xiaoyue, but to the man and woman in front of him.
These two people followed him and others to find the Clay Bodhisattva...
Thinking of this, Chen Yan felt a little thoughtful and fearful.
The Clay Bodhisattva coughed twice and said, "Two virtuous couples, to be able to live to this day is to borrow their lives from God. We should be content, so why bother to persevere?"
"Why be persistent? Hahahaha!" The old woman laughed, her voice like a female ghost crawling out of hell, "You Clay Bodhisattva has no children and is alone. In the end, you still hide in this Guanyin statue and accept the worship of countless pilgrims.
How to avoid divine punishment? Since you are not persistent, then give me your last hexagram, and I and my husband will bid you farewell."
Chen Yan couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
This old woman who looks like a paper man, and this hairy man who looks like a monkey, are actually a couple?!
The Clay Bodhisattva shook his head and said: "You two are late. My last hexagram has been used up, so I am the Clay Bodhisattva crossing the river. I can't save myself. I have long lost the ability to tell fortunes. Otherwise, how could I hide in this stone statue all year round?
It never sees the light of day?"
The old woman sighed: "Okay, let's not talk about fortune telling. Since my husband and I have found you, you must also know our purpose. This woman is the girl you rescued from Qianlong Valley.
You hand over the golden key from back then. We, husband and wife, took the key, took this woman with us, turned around and left, and we will never bother you again."
When the old woman spoke, she pointed at An Xiaoyue.
It means that An Xiaoyue should also be taken away.
Clay Bodhisattva shook his head again: "It's shameful to say that back then, Clay Bodhisattva was short of money but addicted to alcohol, so he melted the golden key, took half of it to drink flower wine, and gave the other half to the most popular person at that time.
Huadan Zhao Yali."
The old woman's face immediately turned over.
They were already pale and pale, but suddenly they became even uglier. Going out at night can cause mass panic: "Ni Bodhisattva, do you think we are three-year-old children? That golden key is related to the secret of Qianlong Valley, and it is also the end of the curse on us...
....Ni Bodhisattva, you have never told her everything that happened back then, right?"
An Xiaoyue was stunned for a moment and asked: "Uncle An, what exactly is the curse? Now my daughter has also been cursed. What is the connection between this and the natural disaster in my clan back then?"
Uncle An, whom An Xiaoyue calls, is Clay Bodhisattva.
Because the real name of Ni Bodhisattva is An Chengdong, An Xiaoyue followed him for several years when she was very young, so she took his surname.
It can be said that when An Xiaoyue was very young, she regarded Ni Bodhisattva as her father.