shock!The female supporting role of salted fish is actually a master of cultivating immortals

Chapter 131.

The old man was trembling with anger, his clenched fists creaking.

After those three people left, his hand hangs down feebly.

Looking at the unconscious people on the ground, he finally rolled up his sleeves, piled them up one by one, tied them up with a rope, and carried them on his back.

The weight of the four of them bent his back. He could only pick up a thick wooden stick from the ground and walk forward step by step.
The demons behind him never caught up, which made Lao Sheng reluctantly heave a sigh of relief.

Maybe God favored him and let him find a ruined temple hidden in the mountains and forests.

The old man started a fire in the ruined temple, looked at the comatose people, thought about it, and decided to go out to find some food and come back.

Before reaching the Heavenly Steps, they more or less have to eat.

And he himself may not have eaten food for a long time.
I feel hungry and uncomfortable, and I was injured before I added it, and now I feel a little empty when I walk.

He walked out of the ruined temple.

Inside the temple, the firewood was burning, and the flames flickered on the pale faces of several people.

Rao Fangzhou, who was lying on the ground, frowned, then opened his eyes suddenly.

Looking at the few people still lying around, confusion appeared in his eyes. He wanted to raise his hand, but found that his hand was completely unconscious, as if this hand was not his own.

Rao Fangzhou shook his wrist, but in the end he could only turn his head away.

When his hand was resisting the demons, they crushed it under his feet. They said that his ten fingers connected to his heart, and his ten finger bones might be broken into slag. Even if he recovers in the future, he might not be able to hold a sword again. up.
He propped himself up on his arms and sat up with difficulty.

The fire in front of them is not big, someone should have rescued them and carried them here.

Rao Fangzhou went to check on the situation of other people. Fortunately, they were all breathing, but they didn't understand why Luo Juan suddenly appeared here and suffered such serious injuries.

Where did Luo Yuyan go?
He just woke up, didn't know anything, and sat by the fire in a daze.

Very confused.

Footsteps were heard outside.

Rao Fangzhou looked up vigilantly.

It was a group of bald monks dressed in rags.

They also carried tall luggage on their bodies, and wore straw sandals on the soles of their feet. Their tanned faces and bald heads looked particularly interesting.

Rao Fangzhou's inner vigilance was still unrelenting. He looked at the group of people without moving.

The leading monk clasped his hands together and bent down: "Almsgiver, we are monks who practice hard from the west. We do not intend to offend you. Please forgive me."

Rao Fangzhou opened his mouth, his voice hoarse: "Ascetic monk?"

The monk smiled: "Exactly, benefactor, have you encountered any difficulties?"

The other monks were also polite, if it wasn't for the rough linen clothes they were wearing, he would really have thought they were a group of elegant gentlemen.

The whole body exudes a soft breath, as if it can quiet everything that is restless.

Rao Fangzhou fell silent.

Ascetic monks travel around the world for practice and believe in asceticism. They believe that all suffering in the world is limited, and if they endure more, others will suffer less. They are truly compassionate monks.

I have to say that their aura is really attractive.

The monk put down the tall luggage: "Almsgiver, your hands seem to be inconvenient, can you let me have a look?"

Rao Fangzhou subconsciously hid his hands behind his back, his mouth bitter: "I'm fine."

Seeing this, the monk also smiled and stopped pressing.

The other monks went to check on the condition of the other unconscious people, and Rao Fangzhou watched their every move.

Those monks took their pulse and shook their heads in disappointment.

In the end, I just took out the herbs from the luggage, crushed them, applied them on the superficial wounds, and bandaged them up.

This is a group of people cultivating immortals. The road to cultivating immortals is far away and extremely dangerous. They are obviously a group of children in front of them, but their injuries seem to have experienced countless storms, and innocent souls wander back and forth in front of the gate of hell.

Life is small, and passing away is only a blink of an eye.

One of the monks took out steamed buns and water, and handed them to Rao Fangzhou: "The benefactor doesn't seem to be crowned yet. Although I don't know what happened to you, but my Buddha is merciful and will definitely bless you."

Rao Fangzhou pursed his lips, took the food, and said, "Thank you."

The monk smiled: "No, I just hope that the benefactor has a bright future, and don't be blinded by the hardships in front of him."

　I also wish you a bright future and smooth sailing in your life~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)