Several people watched the Thousand-Handed Buddha leave. It was really touching that this old man who had only met twice was willing to sacrifice so much for them. No wonder Wu Jiuyin would be friends with him for ages. This old man was indeed very righteous.
Thousand-handed Buddha Master disappeared in front of everyone. After he left, Hei Xiaose took a deep breath and said, "Do you think this old man can steal the Thousand-year Tai Sui? The current Song family in Jinling is like a dragon and tiger den. Maybe Song Yuanqing has already made arrangements to secretly guard against us."
"I don't think there is any problem. The Thousand-Handed Buddha Lord is very famous in our northern Jiangsu area. However, the famous thief in the world will basically not fail when he misses the things he cares about. Let's wait here. It is estimated that in less than half an hour, the Thousand-Handed Buddha Lord will be able to bring the things." Meng Qingshan said with a firm heart.
"I hope everything goes well for the old man. After taking the things, we will leave quickly." Ge Yu said quietly.
"I don't know if the Longtian Zhenren from the Zhengtang has come here. We must be fully prepared. Once the Thousand-Handed Buddha is really in trouble, we can also save him." Li Zejian said on the side.
"You can rest assured about this. Since Senior Brother Longtian agreed to me, he will definitely do it. Maybe they are secretly protecting us somewhere now." Ge Yu said seriously.
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Let’s talk about the Qianshou Buddha after leaving Ge Yu and the others, he staggered all the way towards the Song family in Jinling.
The old man was very fast and could not hear anything while walking.
Soon, the Thousand-Handed Buddha Lord walked around to a corner of the Song family in Jinling.
This is the backyard of the Song family in Jinling. During the day, when Ge Yu and his friends entered the Song family, he had already stepped on it and knew which place was the weakest defense of the Song family in Jinling.
After reaching the corner of the wall, a smile appeared on the wrinkled face of the Thousand-Handed Buddha, and his figure shook, and he flipped over the tall courtyard wall.
The body was like a huge gecko, and it didn't make any sound when wandering on the wall.
In the blink of an eye, the Thousand-Handed Buddha turned over and came to the back of the courtyard wall. There was a flower bed, and many plants were planted, which could just hide your body.
Although it was late at night, the yard of Song Family in Jinling was brightly lit everywhere. Although no one was patrolling and walking around in the yard, the Thousand-Handed Buddha could also feel the vigorous energy in the courtyard and the master's Qi field was surging undercurrents.
Not to mention anything else, even Song Yuanqing himself is not his opponent.
To get rid of the thousand-year Tai Sui, one must not know it.
I remember that on the way to fleeing famine, my parents gave them all food and drinks to their brothers. In that chaotic years, it was good to have stuttering. After fleeing all the way for several months, I had not yet arrived in Kyoto. My parents were hungry and cold, and each fell seriously ill and passed away. Only the two brothers were left, lonely and helpless.
As soon as the two brothers arrived in Kyoto, they immediately became beggars, begging for food everywhere, but they were still hungry and full, and were both skinny and thin. Fortunately, a person from the Buddha Sect in Kyoto took him as his disciple. The so-called Buddha Sect is a shameful craft. To put it bluntly, they are pickpockets and thieves.
At that time, my younger brother was arrogant and unwilling to enter the Buddha's sect. He would rather beg than do such a thing.
Fortunately, I have excellent academic skills and rapid progress, so it is no problem to support the two brothers.
My younger brother, who is more incest than the sky, always thought of being able to be tall and going high, yearn for the life of an authentic practitioner, so he thought that one day he would be able to enter the world's number one sect.
When the lives of the two brothers stabilized, he brought his younger brother to Jurong and knelt at the foot of the mountain, the world's number one sect for three days and three nights, hoping that there would be god-like figures on the mountain to accept him as his apprentice.
God will pay attention to those who are determined.
A man finally came down from the mountain and led his younger brother up the mountain.
From then on, my younger brother worked hard to practice and excelled among all his disciples. He also stayed away from this place in Kyoto, took root at the foot of the mountain, and accompanied his younger brother to practice.
My younger brother rarely goes down the mountain. Every time he goes down the mountain, he will bring good news to himself. Either his cultivation has broken through some realm, or his master praises him again...
Whenever I see my younger brother smiling happily, I feel very relieved.
My brother worked too hard, wanted to do the best in everything and wanted to be the best in everything.
After a few decades passed, he did not become the head sect, but was assigned to the position of elder of the mountain gate.
But I never expected that my younger brother would collude with the cult, and one day he would do something ruthless, and actually want to destroy the world's first sect and become the head sect himself.
He is too arrogant, so what if he is a leader or not? It's just a title, and the elder of the mountain gate is also good.
In the Thousand-Handed Buddha, it is already very good to be a disciple of the world's number one sect, but you must know that the two brothers almost starved to death.
People's greed is always endless. When they have no food to eat, they want to eat good food. When they have good food, they want something else... After becoming the elder of the mountain gate, they also want to be the head sect, but the number one sect in the world can only have one head sect.
My younger brother failed, his accomplices abandoned him, and were eventually strangled by the people of the world's number one sect.
He deserves his sins, but he is still his younger brother.
My younger brother did something that was ashamed of his master and was despised by thousands of people. However, no matter what he did, he was his own brother. Thinking about the first sect that he risked his death and wanted to get his younger brother's body back, and he was almost beaten to death. If it weren't for Wu Jiuyin...
The Thousand Years Buddha, who was squatting in the flowerbed, thought a lot in his mind, and tears blurred his vision.
He sucked his nose and became addicted to smoking, but now it is the time to work and he can't smoke.
Taking a deep breath, the Thousand-Shanded Buddha reached out and touched his waist, took out a bamboo tube, opened the lid, and a gray mouse suddenly jumped out of the bamboo tube. His black eyes dripped around, shaking his small body in the Thousand-Shanded Buddha's palm, and stood up to bow to him.
The Thousand-Handed Buddha smiled, took out a peanut from his body, and handed it to the little mouse. The little mouse held it in both hands and started eating it.
"Old guy, it's up to you this time. Find the Thousand-year Tai Sui and we brothers can go back and sleep. Then prepare some more nuts for you, so hurry up..."
Chapter completed!