As the old monk said, he coughed again, and the wine mixed with blood slid from the corner of his mouth.
Two lines of old tears fell on the wrinkled old face.
Ge Yu was very moved when he saw the old monk like this, and he also remembered his own life experience.
Immediately, Ge Yu took the wine bottle and drank most of the time in one breath. Then he grinned his teeth and said to Zen Master Maipeng: "Zen Master Maipeng, this white wine does relieve sorrow and pain, but you haven't drunk enough, should you do some more?"
Zen Master Maipong smiled sadly and said, "Okay, let's do some more..."
Ge Yu then handed over the bottle. This time, the old monk poured two big mouthfuls.
The strong wine burns the heart, and a few sips can relieve a lot of pain in your body.
The aura of the old monk was getting weaker and weaker. If the great monk had not had a good cultivation and had suffered such severe injuries, he would have died several times long ago.
But when a person is about to die, his words are good.
The monk seemed to have a lot to say, but he wouldn't be happy if he didn't vomit.
The group of people surrounded the monk without saying a word, but only tila knelt on the ground, tears flowing.
After drinking two sips of wine, the old monk's face turned slightly red, his chest fluttered violently, but his eyes became much clearer. He grinned again, blood flowed out, and said with a sad feeling: "Old monk, I have been practicing Buddha for a lifetime, but I can't become a Buddha in the end, because I have always had an obsession in my heart. After all, I am just an ordinary person. In fact, for so many years... I have never blamed them... I let the old monk enter the Buddhist sect, just give the old monk a way out and not starve to death outside..."
"Ahem... This wine is really a good thing... It's a pity that I only drank it once in my life, and I can't drink it again... The old monk couldn't hold on anymore. If I had any wishes when I was dying, there was really one. The old monk remembered that my home was in Mengban, Myanmar, a village called Nongbaza. For so many years, the old monk had never returned. At first, he felt hatred in his heart. He thought that several of my younger brothers and sisters didn't send them away, but he insisted on sending me away. He was angry and didn't want to go back to see me. Later, he didn't hate him anymore, but was afraid of going back, mainly because they were afraid that they would feel guilty towards me and didn't know what to say, so he didn't go back..."
"Now, they are no longer alive, and they can't see them even if they want to... After I die, you will bury my ashes by their side. You can't meet them alive. After I die, it's better to be with them..."
As he was talking, the old monk's mouth once again showed a relieved smile, but two lines of old tears rolled down the corners of his eyes.
He turned his head, looked at the north with a blurred look, and suddenly murmured softly, "This dog~ the world of the sun..."
The sound became smaller and smaller, and Ge Yu felt that he dragged the old monk's hand and sank suddenly, and the old monk passed away.
But his eyes did not close, and he looked north, where the place was the direction of his home.
Looking at the old monk who had lost any sound, the eyes of the old men around him were all red. The feeling in his heart was hard to describe, it was so uncomfortable that it was blocked.
This old monk and they met by chance, but they sacrificed their lives to save them. They have a kind of eloquent monk style that if I don’t go to hell, who will go to hell.
After all, people are human beings. Even Zen Master Maipeng, who has practiced Buddha for a lifetime, cannot achieve the purity of the six senses and the four elements are empty.
There will be more or less obsession in my heart, and the key is whether it can be broken.
The old monk died heroically, with several fatal injuries on his body. When he was brought before, he broke one arm. He grabbed Wulong's spear with empty hands, and the remaining arm was also destroyed.
There are no more than a hundred wounds on the body, and there are three fatal injuries, all of which are big holes that penetrate. They are indeed fighting to the end and never retreat.
This unyielding momentum is really admirable.
The old monk had never drunk alcohol in his life, and he wanted to drink alcohol when he was dying.
The old monk never scolded anyone in his life, but he cursed a swear word.
The two deeds were broken in one go.
But everyone present felt that there was nothing wrong with him doing this.
Ge Yu looked at the corpse of the monk on the ground, and the blood dyed the ground under him red, as if there was a bloody flower under his body.
"It's burned, let's send the monk home." Li Zejian took a deep breath and said in a sad voice.
Ge Yu stood up and took out a fire talisman from his body. When he was about to throw it onto the monk, suddenly a golden light suddenly appeared on the monk's body, covering his body. The golden light changed and soon a few other colors of light appeared.
Seeing this scene, Ge Yu was stunned. He never left the Lihuo Talisman in his hand because he didn't know what was going on.
When Tira saw this scene, she was extremely shocked. She pulled Wu Silu beside her and made him kneel on the ground and kowtowed to Zen Master Maipong's body.
No one had seen such a strange scene before. They were all stunned for a moment, staring at the corpse of Zen Master Maipeng. The colorful light was flowing on it, as if a rainbow was shrouded around him. At this moment, suddenly, the rainbow light suddenly turned into a line and shot towards Ge Yu. The speed was too fast, and Ge Yu didn't even have time to dodge, and was hit into the sky spirit cover by the rainbow light.
Ge Yu's head buzzed, and for a moment, the sky was spinning, and the magnificent Buddhist sound seemed to echo in his ears, as if there were thousands of gods and Buddhas chanting, and the buzzing sound kept making Ge Yu's body slightly shine with a faint golden light.
Everyone was startled. Zhong Jinliang hurried over to support Ge Yu who was unsteady, but unexpectedly, a powerful repulsive force was generated from Ge Yu's body. As soon as he touched Ge Yu's body, he was bounced away.
"Xiao Yu!" Li Zejian was also panicked. Even though he was old, he had never seen such a situation happen.
Ge Yu seemed to be drunk, stumbled around, and his mind was buzzing endlessly. It was full of the sound of the monk singing scriptures, which made his consciousness blur. Fortunately, this feeling was not very long. The sound of the countless monks reciting scriptures became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared without a trace, and Ge Yu's consciousness also became clearer.
When everything disappeared, Ge Yu felt a gentle aura appearing in his dantian Qi sea, and finally returned to calmness, and then he could not feel anything.
Ge Yu stood there and was stunned for a while. His eyes were golden at first, but in the end he returned to his normal appearance.
Chapter completed!