From last night to early morning, Shen Lang seemed very chic when he left. He originally thought that he was very chic. After leaving the witch, he could rush to Haiyu City as fast as possible without stopping to reunite with the fairy.
However, when he really left Yushan and the witch, he realized that he was so reluctant to leave. So he walked through countless mountains and rivers along the way, and he couldn't help but think of all the things he had done in the witch's company during these days.
The mountains and rivers we have traveled through...
Shen Lang held the tips bag given by the witch in his hand, and thought about the regret that he spent the last night pretending to be wooden and did nothing. He couldn't help but feel a little regret. As he walked on the road, he sighed with emotion about the Ci Pai tunes left by the literati of the past.
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"The mountains and rivers should laugh at me, and laugh at me now. I have failed my spring heart, walking alone and singing alone..."
This is half a poem about picking mulberry seeds. It was probably composed by someone who lamented that he had failed to live up to his true love.
As for why it was only half a song, it was of course because Shen Lang had no idea and could not remember the complete sentence. Moreover, even if the sentence he hummed was correct, he was not sure whether it was correct.
However, what does it matter whether it is right or wrong? He just wanted to express the depression in his heart.
And in this state of wandering wantonly, he came to Leshan Town unknowingly.
Although Leshan Town is just a town, it is extremely famous because Leshan is a famous mountain and more importantly, there is a Giant Buddha in Leshan.
Shen Lang looked up and saw that the big Buddha was really big. It was bigger than the stone statues he saw in Buzhou Mountain. It was as tall as a mountain, as if the entire Leshan was just to sculpt that big Buddha.
In front of the Buddha statue, people are as small as ants. At this moment, the small people are setting up incense burners in front of the Buddha and praying devoutly, as if seeking the Buddha's blessing.
There are also hawkers who are taking advantage of the popularity to do business. The steamed buns freshly baked next to Shen Lang are still steaming. There is a pair of handsome men and women who look like knight-errants wearing swords and are buying buns...
Shen Lang looked at the prosperity of the world and the intimate couple, and couldn't help but feel that something important was missing around him. Then he looked at the tall Buddha statue, and many thoughts and entanglements came to his heart, so he whispered
He hummed: "Can we meet again? I have been praying in front of the Buddha for thousands of years..."
It would be an exaggeration to ask for thousands of years, and with Shen Lang's character, he would not ask for help from any immortals or Buddhas, nor from others. He just felt that the emotions in his heart were beyond words, and it happened that he had been traveling in the market.
I heard this tune a while ago, and it happens to be a good way to express my mood.
If you look at the tune from a strict perspective, it is definitely not a good tune, because the two lines do not rhyme, and the front and back are not neatly reconciled. The key thing is that there are no lyrics. It is not picking mulberries, nor is it a butterfly love flower or such as
Meng Ling, but just two lines of lyrics randomly expressed, like a ballad.
However, the more Shen Lang chanted this loose tune, the more catchy it became, so he hummed it repeatedly, looking at the bag of tips in his hand while singing.
The magic heart pills in the kit have long been eaten up, and the kit looks ordinary, not precious at all. Even the fabric used is just ordinary black cloth, not even beautiful.
But Shen Lang just couldn't bear to throw it away, because it was the tip bag given to him by Leng Yanji, because after leaving, that little tip bag was the only thing he could see and think about...
However, just when Shen Lang was looking through the kit, an old monk suddenly came over and said with a sneer: "Seeing things and thinking about people, you ask for Buddha? Humph, the behavior of the donor is too stupid."
Shen Lang glanced at the old monk and suddenly realized that the old monk was actually the emptiness monk he met on the boat. So he carefully put the kit away close to his body and said with a half-smile: "I didn't expect to meet again."
Master Kongxing put his hands together and said: "My Buddha is compassionate and guides me to drive away evil."
"So, the evil one is me?" Shen Lang sneered, "Then do you know who I am?"
"No matter who you are, you represent evil." Master Kongxing said.
"Then who are you? Monk of Liao Kong Temple?" Shen Lang asked again.
Master Kongxing said: "Ten thousand temples are one family, and they are all disciples of my Buddha. Of course I am a person who practices asceticism for my Buddha."
"I don't even dare to reveal my background. I must be a young person. Well, I'm too lazy to ask you." Shen Lang said as he turned around to leave.
He really disliked this old monk because he felt that this master of emptiness was a guy who only talked about great principles but never dealt with people's affairs.
However, after all, it has nothing to do with him what others do, and he will not kill people because of it. Moreover, this place is in the midst of troubles, with too many idlers and ordinary people, so it is really not suitable for monks to fight.
However, when Shen Lang turned around and took a step, Master Kongxing said: "Last time, the witch protected you and allowed you to escape. Today, I will encounter a great evil in the world again. I am afraid that I will not be able to allow the donor to leave."
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"Great evil?" Shen Lang stopped and said in confusion: "Until now, I don't understand what is a great evil! On the boat, I saw the master's unwillingness to save himself. Could it be that before the Leshan Giant Buddha, the master was still
Can you wield a butcher's knife? Who is the big evil?"
"My Buddha is compassionate." Master Kongxing recited the Buddha's name here, but did not explain it to Shen Lang at all. The powerful murderous intention emanating from his body was unabashed. At the same time, a faint golden light emerged from his body, but he did not care about it at all.
Whenever you are in front of the Buddha, regardless of whether there are many travelers offering incense in front of the Buddha, you must directly take action!
"I have mercy on your mother!" Seeing that Master Kongxing was about to take action, Shen Lang did it faster than Master Kongxing! In the blink of an eye, when the golden light on the master's body was condensed but before it was released, Shen Lang struck with his sword first.
into the head of Master Sunyata.
This knife was extremely cruel and fast and sudden. He was no longer the little monk in the true spiritual realm. He had already condensed the golden elixir in his body, and the golden elixir was blessed by the aura of the fairy spirit.
Therefore, even though he used a knife instead of a fairy sword, with the blessing of the fairy spirit in his body, this sword was still very terrifying!
With a chirp, the sword light forcibly scattered the golden light and struck the old monk's head. Master Kongxing's entire head and body were directly broken into two halves. But the strange thing is that Master Kongxing did not shed a trace of blood. His face was broken before his body was broken.
His expression turned out to be more kind and compassionate.
Shen Lang obviously felt that something was wrong. When he looked around, he suddenly found that the tourists offering incense had disappeared, the vendors selling steamed buns had also disappeared, and even the majestic and tall Leshan had disappeared.
And all he could see was endless golden sand. At this moment, thousands of miles of yellow sand suddenly squirmed and condensed into a tall golden Buddha statue out of thin air.
The Golden Buddha clasped his hands together, looked at Shen Lang with compassion, and said lightly: "Welcome to the Western Paradise."