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Chapter 14 Spring Rain

"Hehe, you two have been waiting for each other. Let's go find Amitabha Maru together." Asakura Ye said with a smile.

"What's the face I have to see Amitabha Pill? The spring rain is already broken, and now I am still a ghost and cannot leave here..." The mourning helper said dejectedly.

"That's not a problem. We have a way to recreate the spring rain and hand over the brand new spring rain to Amitabha Maple, because we are psychics." Asakura Ye said.

"The psychic person..." Sanzhu heard of it for the first time.

"Aye, are you sure you want to do this? Don't you want Amitabha Pill to be your holding spirit? Amitabha Pill's obsession should be a helping helper and spring rain. If you bring the spring rain back to Amitabha Pill, it will be considered to help Amitabha Pill to relieve your obsession."

"At that time, Amitabha Maple should become a Buddha and disappear directly, rather than being your holding spirit." The Taoist hero pulled Asakura Ye aside and reminded him.

Dao Hero doesn't want his stupid cousin. He worked hard for a long time, but ended up putting the cart before the horse and was useless.

Their purpose is to recover Amitabha Pill. When Amitabha’s holding spirit is not to help Amitabha Pill but obsessed with becoming a Buddha, those are two concepts.

"It's okay, I've decided. Even if Amitabha Maru finally becomes a Buddha, it's good. The boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge." Asakura Ye still smiled heartlessly.

"You, it's really not changed at all, go ahead." Looking at Asakura Ye's appearance, Dao Hero shook his head and laughed.

As he said that, the hero let go of Asakura and took out the phone from his pocket.

"Come on, mourning aid!" Asakura Ye returned to the booth and said to mourning aid.

"What is a psychic, what should I do..." Sanzhu was puzzled.

But before Morikaku could finish his words, Asakuraye waved his hand and saw Morikaku turn into a ghost fire the size of a palm.

"Psychics, it is the person who connects this world and that world, and is united with the help of the help of the ghost fire!" Asakura Ye grabbed the help of the ghost fire and pressed it into his body.

"Aye?" Oyama Damanta was handed over.

"Young man, please take me to the nearest sword-making shop!" Asakura Ye suddenly smashed the display cabinet, took out the spring rain inside, and said to Oyama Damana, in a tone of helplessness.

"I have found a suitable place for you, come with me." Dao Hero put his phone back in his pocket and went into the room and said.

When everyone left the local museum, they saw a black car parked outside, with a black pattern printed on the body. Everyone got into the car, and the car took everyone to a thief shop with a very ancient style.

The iron shop that had closed and closed was now open, and the door was open and everything was available. A man in a black suit stood aside, waiting for Dao Hero and others.

In modern society, it is difficult to find an old-fashioned iron and sword shop in ancient times. Dao Hero also asked someone to help him to find a suitable iron and sword shop.

"Haha! There are so many rare minerals, I can definitely create spring rain that chases strength. I have not been abandoned for the past few hundred years..." Sanzhu laughed.

With the help of the combination, Asakura Ye skillfully used various tools and leaned against the stove. After a while, a lot of sweat broke out on his body. Asakura Ye had never had any contact with ironwork before, let alone making swords.

This is the power of the psychic, relying on the power of the fusion.

Relying on the combination means relying on the psychics to reappear all the techniques, habits, action patterns and other technologies possessed by the spirit.

Even if you have never held a sword, as long as you rely on a master of swordsmanship, you can become a master of swordsmanship. You have never beaten iron before. As long as you rely on a master of swordsmanship, you can also beat irons and cast the strongest sword.

"Master Yata Gang." The iron shop was busy, and Dao Hero walked outside, lit a cigarette, and the man in black next to him came and handed something to Dao Hero.

"I'll do it so soon, thank you." Dao Hero took it and thanked him.

"By the way, the spring rain in the museum is also troubled by you." Dao Hero said.

"Yes." The man in black disappeared mysteriously. In less than half an hour, the spring rain display cabinet in the museum was restored to its original state, and a fake product, which was just like the authentic one, was displayed in the display cabinet.

When the spring rain was recast, it was already early the next morning.

"It's completed, the strongest spring rain, my most peak masterpiece! Thank you, thank you!" Morisuke looked at the brand new spring rain and thanked Asakura, who collapsed on the ground, stuck out his tongue, and looked like a dead dog.

"No, it's okay, I'll take a break and we'll go see Amitabha Maru." Asakura Ye was so tired that he couldn't even lift his hands. For the first time, he knew that it was such a tiring job to make iron and swords.

"No, I still can't see Amitabha Pills. Please bring the spring rain to Amitabha Pills and tell me that you will have to wait for a long time. I will take one step first, and I will wait for him in the Pure Land." said the mourning assistant.

As he said that, light appeared in the whole body of the mourning helper. He fulfilled his obsession. He was going to become a Buddha and report to the spiritual world.

"This is for you. You can save a lot of trouble there. I still have a little bit of a thin person in the world over there." The hero handed a note to the mourning helper.

"Thank you..." The mourning master thanked him, and his body disappeared.

After a while of rest, Asakura Ye dragged his tired body to the mass grave.

"I'll give you my help, let me tell you that I'll wait for you for a long time..." Asakura gave Chunyu to Amitabha Maru.

"This fool, I didn't expect that he could not become a Buddha in order to cast spring rain, and he also made me wait for six hundred years..." Amitabha Wan covered his face, his body trembling slightly.

"Huh!" After a while, Amitabha Maru let out a long sigh, calming down his excitement and taking his hands away from his face.

"Although, I really want to catch up with him immediately and beat him up hard, the matter of going to the Pure Land will be delayed a little..." Amitabha Maru said and stood up.

"From now on, I will follow Lord Ye to the ends of the world, and ask the lord to take it in!" Amitabha Wan knelt down, performed a prayer of an ancient warrior to the monarch, and vowed to be loyal to the Tao.

A scholar died for his confidant, and Asakuraye's sincerity successfully moved Amitabha Maple.

"From now, please take care of it, Amitabha Pill." Asakura Ye said with a smile.

"Ah! I'm going to be late to school!" Oyama Damanta looked at the time and exclaimed.

"I didn't sleep all night last night, so I skipped class today..." said Dao Hero.

"No!" Before Dao Hero could finish his words, Oyamada Manta pulled Dao Hero and Asakura Ye to run to the school.

After arriving at school, Dao Heihe and Makura Ye fell asleep directly on the table. Class was like sleeping, and it was no different from going home to sleep, just sleeping on their stomachs or not.

In the dream, the hero of Tao came to the room full of childlike fun and saw the mutton playing games.

However, the hero of Dao looked at the room carefully and found that there were some changes in the room, some details, such as there were more oil paintings about Egypt on the wall, and some Egyptian toy models, pyramids, sphinxes, etc. on the table.
Chapter completed!
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