super flower student

After the monk bathed in the golden light walked up to Zhou Yang, his lips moved, and a Sanskrit sound came out from the old monk's mouth: "Ba, Ka, Mark, Mi, Moo!"

Zhou Yang only felt the blood rushing up in his heart, and the qi and blood in his body were tumbling continuously, which could not be calmed down for a long time.At this moment, a ball of fire suddenly appeared under the feet of the old monk in front of him, burning up, the fire was not dazzling under the golden light, Zhou Yang exclaimed, and was about to step forward to pull the old monk.

At this time, the flames on the old monk's body suddenly rose, enveloping his whole body in an instant, but within two breaths, the old monk disappeared, the fire receded, and the dazzling golden light in the sky disappeared, and a golden object the size of an egg was suspended in the air. like a rock.

The golden stone stayed in the air for a moment, and suddenly turned into a golden light, which shot directly into Zhou Yang's heart, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Watching the golden light disappear from his chest, Zhou Yang didn't feel anything strange, but felt warm on his chest.

"Monk, old monk, master..." Zhou Yang stepped out of the door and shouted loudly.Suddenly, I felt a raw pain in my thigh being pinched.

"Brother Yang, Brother Yang, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that Zhou Yang hadn't woken up for a long time, Huzi pinched Zhou Yang's thigh hard.

Zhou Yang cried out in pain and sat up from the bed.Huzi and Peng Shang looked at him in surprise.

"Tiger? Where's the monk?" Zhou Yang woke up and found that it was already dawn and the sun was shining into the room.

Huzi looked much better than yesterday, and asked suspiciously: "What monk? You mean Master Qianye? He came here in the morning and said he would call us to the lobby later!"

Zhou Yang turned around and saw that Lin Luoya still hadn't woken up, but the purple on her lips had faded a lot compared to yesterday.

Zhou Yang froze for a moment, and said, "It's okay, it turned out to be a dream! Let's go, let's go to Master Qianye!" Zhou Yang was still thinking about the lowering head in Lin Luoya's body.

Seeing Zhou Yang turn over and get off the bed sensitively, Peng Shang exclaimed: "Zhou Yang, doesn't your wound hurt?"

Wound?Zhou Yang was taken aback for a moment, and then he remembered that he was stabbed in the chest by that perverted monk yesterday, why didn't it hurt when he turned over just now?

Zhou Yang carefully tore off the robe, and glanced at his chest. Zhou Yang was almost dumbfounded at this sight, only to see that the skin on his chest was extremely smooth, and he saw the bloody wound there, not even a scab.

What exactly is going on?Could it be the golden light in the dream?Zhou Yang wondered, and couldn't find the answer for a while, but he must not let Peng Shang know about this, or they would have to scare them to death.

Zhou Yang pretended to be in pain, and whispered: "I was so excited just now, alas, it hurts like hell!"

When the three of them went out, they met Qianye who was wearing orange Buddhist robes. When he saw the three of them, Qianye raised his head and said, "The Buddhist monk in the hall is ready, let's carry the female benefactor there!"

Huzi told Zhou Yang not to move, and turned around and entered the room with his father. They carried Lin Luoya and Zhou Yang to the front temple hall together.

Walking into the lobby, I saw a dozen or so monks wearing Buddhist clothes sitting around the feet of a golden giant Buddha more than ten meters high. Of course, according to Master Qianye, they were Dharma monks.

"Come on, please lift the female benefactor to the futon in the middle, benefactor, please sit in too!" Qianye raised his hand, signaling Huzi to lift Lin Luoya to the big futon in the middle, and Zhou Yang followed to the middle , sat cross-legged on it.

After laying Lin Luoya on the futon, Qianye slowly sat in front of Zhou Yang, and whispered: "Little benefactor, please relax, don't be nervous!"

Zhou Yang nodded, then closed his eyes.

After a while, Zhou Yang only heard scriptures recited by many monks around his ears. Anyway, he couldn’t understand a single word, but as the rhythm of the scriptures accelerated, Zhou Yang felt the breath in his body getting stronger and stronger. Manic, he rushed around in the meridians.

There were bursts of pain from time to time all over the body. Zhou Yang gritted his teeth tightly, opened his eyes and looked at Lin Luoya who was lying beside him. The meeting turned into a dark black, and the lips were even more frighteningly black.

The lips of the Buddhist monks sitting outside moved faster and faster, and the scripture syllables that flew out of their mouths were like stormy waves, hitting Zhou Yang and Lin Luoya's body and mind one after another.

After a while, Zhou Yang only heard Lin Luoya's cry of pain, and immediately looked at her.Lin Luoya suddenly raised her head, opened her mouth, and spit out a large ball of black blood that exuded a foul smell.After that, she fell into a coma again, but her face had returned to the previous paleness.

Seeing Lin Luoya spitting out black blood, but the monks didn't even intend to stop, Zhou Yang thought, it's over, these bald heads also want to vomit blood, right?

But apart from feeling the breath in the body, they can't feel anything. Where will they get a mouthful of black blood?Thinking of this, Zhou Yang scholar Lin Luoya let out a cry of pain, then rolled his eyes and pretended to pass out.

After Zhou Yang fainted, those Buddhist monks quickly slowed down the speed of chanting, and gradually, the surroundings became quiet.

At this time, Qianye looked at Zhou Yang suspiciously, then put his hand on Zhou Yang's pulse, and murmured: "Strange, why did his blood drop disappear for no reason?"

Zhou Yang and Lin Luoya were carried back to the guest room by Hu Zi and his son, and Zhou Yang woke up soon. Of course, he pretended to wake up. "Huzi, why am I on the bed?"

Huzi was eating the fruit sent by the little monk. Seeing Zhou Yang woke up, Huzi hurried forward and said, "Brother Yang, the old monk said that you are all right, but he said that the evil monk named Chada is still alive." Die, tell us to pay attention!"

Hearing Huzi's words, Zhou Yang's heart sped up a few times in fright, and he shouted, "What? That Chada is not dead yet?"

At this time, the door opened, and Qianye walked in. Seeing Zhou Yang who was alive and kicking, Qianye Fuxu smiled and said: "Little benefactor is indeed the successor of Mr. Qiao. He has recovered in such a short time. It's gratifying!"

Zhou Yang stepped forward and asked, "No, Master Qianye, you just said that the monk in red who lowered his head for us is still alive?"

Chiba nodded, signaling Zhou Yang to sit down first.Slowly said: "Dropping the head is the most insidious sorcery in Nanyang. It originated from the hands of the Nanyun Miao Gu clan in Huaguo, and later spread to Burma, Thailand, and Southeast Asia. Especially after combining local witchcraft, Become even more powerful. And people, once they don't lower their heads, there are only two ways to deal with it!"

Zhou Yang nodded and asked, "Which two methods?"

"The first is to kill the person who descended, and the head drop in the body will be self-defeating. The second is to forcibly remove the head drop, but forcibly removing the head drop is very dangerous, and a little carelessness may endanger the life of the person who fell in the middle. The descending head in your body has not disappeared after one night, which proves that the person who descended is not dead." After Qianye finished speaking, he suddenly smiled: "Now you are all fine, the skills of ten Buddhist monks are enough to save your lives! "

Zhou Yang stood up, bowed to Master Qianye, and said: "Thank you, Master and all the Buddhist monks, for saving your life. I will never forget it in the future!"

Qianye laughed, waved his hands and said: "Don't worry about it, little benefactors, Buddhist disciples are fundamentally based on helping the world and saving people, this is what we should do! A few benefactors should take a good rest, the old monk will go out first!"

At this time, Peng Shang anxiously said: "Zhou Yang, I just called the company, and the new project over there has stopped, I have to go back and have a look, why don't you let Huzi accompany you to recuperate, I... ..."

"Uncle Peng, go back if you have something to do, Huzi and I are fine here! But you have to be careful, that monster is not dead yet!" Zhou Yang was also a little worried, after all, the old monster's head-down technique is very powerful, Can quietly get Peng Shang to this ghost place.

Peng Shang nodded, and said: "Don't worry, I will ask an expert to help me when I go back this time, and I will definitely find out whoever is behind my back!"

After Peng Shang left, Hu Zi worried: "Brother Yang, look at that beautiful policeman, there is no trace of blood on her face, is there anything wrong?"

Zhou Yang smiled: "It's okay, Huzi, you can go outside the door and help me take a look, I'll heal Police Officer Lin!"

Huzi nodded and walked out.

Zhou Yang walked up to Lin Luoya, put his hand on her wrist and felt her pulse was a little weak, Zhou Yang immediately closed his eyes, and urged the breath in his body to flow to Lin Luoya.

But when Zhou Yang activated the breath in his body, he felt a stream of hot air flowing out of his heart and quickly penetrated into Lin Luoya's body along with the breath in his body.

Zhou Yang saw clearly that the hot air was just a ray of golden light, which disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Why?I didn't have this golden light when I was treating sister Shanshan before. Could it be the dream from last night?

After coming over for a while, after a trace of blood appeared on Lin Luoya's face, Zhou Yang got up and walked outside.Said to Huzi: "I'll go out for a walk, if you're bored, go with me!"

Huzi was bored, the two of them wandered around the huge Fanjin Temple with cigarettes in their mouths.After leaving the lobby, when they walked towards a small building on the right, they were stopped by a monk.

It took me a long time to realize that I can't go inside, and it is a holy place for the presiding over the past dynasties.At this time Master Qianye came over, he said a few words to the monk, and then said to Zhou Yang: "The temple is forbidden to open to tourists, but the little benefactor is the apprentice of Mr. Qiao, that is, the benefactor of Fanjin Temple. Of course you can go in!"

"What? My master is the benefactor of Fanjin Temple?" Zhou Yang was taken aback by these words.

But Qianye said with a smile: "Your master's cultivation is unfathomable and he has many good ties. If it weren't for your master back then, our Fanjin Temple might not be there anymore!"

While talking, Master Qianye led Zhou Yang and the two into the hall.The outside of the temple looks like an ordinary bungalow, except that some Buddha patterns are carved on the roof beams, and the door in the middle is open.

As soon as the three of them walked in, Zhou Yang was stunned immediately. He saw a hand-painted portrait more than three meters high hanging in the middle. In the painting, the old monk was wearing a white cassock and standing among the colorful auspicious clouds.Holding a Buddhist bead, stroking the goatee beard with one hand, showing a kind face.Just looking at it, Zhou Yang felt extremely peaceful in his heart!

Isn't this...isn't this person the monk he saw in his dream that night?

Seeing Zhou Yang staring blankly at the portrait in the middle, Master Qianye explained from the side: "The person above is the first abbot of Fanjin Temple, and he is also from Huaguo. He was the one who brought a group of monks to Bangkok in the early Qing Dynasty. After opening the altar, there is this Fanjin Temple."

"What's his name?" Zhou Yang looked at the portrait intently and whispered.

"It is said in ancient books that his Dharma name is Nanming, we call him Nanming Ancient Buddha!"