Chapter 207 Men's Tears
The cold moonlight sprinkled on the world, whether it was the green hills in the far away, the slightly closer Wuyun City, and the countless crowds of people shrouded in the cool moonlight, but there was no way to wash away the countless sins and injustices in the world... People were silent, and no one knew what to say for a moment. Even Han Jian turned slightly and couldn't bear to see the poor woman lying on the wheelbicle... This ant-like poor man often suffered most of the suffering of the time, but he was extremely kind in his life and added a trace of warmth to the world without regret... What he finally got was to die coldly...< /P>
"Is this the so-called fairness? If we can enter Wuyun City and get enough medicine, will she still die? Although the unrelenting monk was still vulgar, he still habitually put his hands together, hung a Buddha's horn in a low voice, and then asked coldly. The sneer in his eyes seems to be laughing at this cold world...
"People can't be resurrated after death. Is it rare to use more lives to bury them?" Han Jian slowly turned around and said quietly. There is also a faint sadness in his eyes...
"If we don't get the fairness we deserve, we are willing." The uninspired monk said forcefully. The words were like a golden stone to the ground. Naturally, there was a sense of sadness, indignation and generosity in the words, "As long as we have the right to live well..." Due to the surging of blood in the heart, the faint scar on his face also turned purple... The cool breeze between heaven and earth actually had a faintly coldness, which was shocking, people's qi and blood Originally, it was made sense with the four seasons between heaven and earth, which can affect the change of heaven and earth to some extent. Some people with martial arts skills are even more so...
"willing to die in order to live" is originally a life tragedy of some weak people in the world. However, if many people have such momentum and are integrated, then there will be energy to shake the world and change the luck of the court... Han Jian's face has changed a little, and he is not an ignorant person...
Han Jian's face was like an iron stone in the night. The muscles of his face curved along the corners of his mouth, and his closed mouth made no sound. It can be seen that it has no intention of retreating, which is originally a dead end. The endless situation...
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In silence, the young man with a sallow face suddenly said, "If this sister-in-law can survive, can you change your mind?" People turned around and stared at him with strange eyes, as if they were looking at a madman. How can the world rebirth of the dead? That is the ability that only immortals and Taoists who exist in myths and legends can have... However, although there is no expression on the young man's face, he is very determined. The eyes are as bright as a deep pool, with unspeakable depth...
"Do you have such a ability?"
"Answer my question first."
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"As long as you can bring Gu's sister-in-law back to life, we are willing to."
"I'm so happy. I can not only save this second sister-in-law, but also help hundreds of thousands of people." The young man said quietly.
"Are you talking nonsense?" People can't see that the young man seems to be joking. Even Han Jian was surprised to look at him, as if looking at a monster...
The unwised monk's eyes were slightly condensed and said in a low voice, "If you can save your second sister-in-law and get relief for hundreds of thousands of us homeless people, then you are a hundred thousand holy Buddhas. I'm willing to give you the position of this leader..."
"Ha ha, what's the use of my wish for your leader? Just find a burden for yourself..."
"Well... I'm willing to make you the eldest brother, and from then on, just rely on your words..." The ungrateless monk gritted his teeth.
"A gentleman's word."
"The horse is hard to catch."
"A high-five swear."
"Bang." The palms of both sides are already in the air.
The young man with a sallow face stopped talking and turned to the several people pushing the cart and said, "Come with me." Turn around and walk down the mountain. Several men looked up at the unmotive monk, who nodded slightly, and the others pushed the white cloth-covered wheelb to follow the young man down the mountain. The unrelenting monk and Han Jian were not in a fight. They slowly followed... Hundreds of feet, and the mountain was slightly stable. The young man said loudly, "Come out." In the laughter, several people ran out of the world. In the middle, there is a beautiful girl, followed by a little girl with green eyes, whose eyes are bright and favored. On the left is a black man with a figure like an iron tower. A faint beast-like pressure emanates from her body, which makes people feel sad...
"What does the master have to tell you?" The big man like the black tower said loudly. People couldn't help but be surprised that this seemingly powerful man was actually a subordinate of this sick young man? ......
"No one can approach without my instructions." The young man said. The tower-like man should be in a low voice. He turned around and stood beside the young man, and a non-induced evil spirit emanated from him, which made people change their color... After the young man finished speaking, his right hand stretched out. Somehow, he had already held a big stone in his hand. With five fingers of force, the cyan stone has turned into dozens of gravel that are very even, as if weighed with a scale... The young man's fingers flicked, and the stones scattered into the four fields. In the process, it can be seen that he is constantly tying complicated fingerprints. Han Jian and the two can feel a sense of nothing. The heaven and earth air machine was accurately attracted by the stone, and there was gradually a solemn meaning in their eyes. They could see that it was designing some kind of formation...
Half the tea cup has been arranged and stopped. The young man read a word in his mouth, and a little light suddenly lit up in the palm of his hand. With a gentle bounce, the light flew into the array, and the young man shouted, "It's as urgent as the law. Open it." Within a radius of dozens of feet, suddenly there was a lot of light, but it was emitted from the dozens of stones that formed a strange vein, faintly and the stars in the sky to win glory...
The young man turned around and his feet were light. He had arrived next to the wheelbicle. Immediately, he picked up Gu Ersao's body and entered the big array the next moment. A series of actions are like flowing water, overwhelming... and with the disappearance of young people. A hazy cloud rose from the flat ground with a bang, and the place that had covered dozens of feet in a blink of an eye... disappeared in the shocked eyes of the crowd...
No one knows what's going on inside. After a while, a bucket-like light suddenly shot down from the moon and went straight into the array. A faint vitality slowly rose from the array... And the sky around him seemed to have become extremely dark... Although Han Jian's face was not waveless, his heart was full of shock. , he sounded an ancient legend: "Nine stars return to the soul." However, the phenomenon in front of us is different from the legendary things... In the legend, nine stars return to the soul, and there should be nine stars in the sky, but now there is no star in the sky. What is this?
The face of the unreveted monk has been shocked. Is this the law of Buddhism or the secret work of Taoism? ......
Don't mention people's shock, the more the tea cup, the moonlight in the sky gradually faded and returned to its original dark color... A blue shirt slowly emerged from the hazy fog. However, although the face is still yellow, a person with strong martial arts can feel that his qi has weakened a lot. There was a slight shortness in her breathing... The beautiful girl had rushed forward in a few steps and asked softly, "Is everything all right?" The young man smiled and nodded... He turned around and said softly, "Go in." The unrelenting monk has rushed forward and asked urgently, "How's it going?" The young man looked at him and whispered, "Don't worry, wait a little longer."
The beautiful girl nodded gently and went in for a short time. A baby crying suddenly sounded from the hazy fog. The sound was very loud, and the thick fog came to everyone's ears. Gu Erge was already excited and his face was red. People could imagine what had happened... The ambitionless monk, holding the black stick in his hand tightly in his hand, inadvertently smashed down, and didn't know that a few blue stones had been smashed under his feet...
"All right." A crisp sound came from the thick fog.
The young man smiled faintly, turned his wrist, made a strange fingerprint, and shouted, "Shh." In a moment, the fog disappeared from my eyes like magic, and the original open space appeared. People can see what is in front of them...
The beautiful girl is holding a baby wrapped in a red package in her hand and crying loudly. As if telling the declaration of the world where she came, on a smooth lying stone, a kind-looking woman was lying diagonally, weak and pale, obviously just after giving birth. However, his face was full of love, looking at the child in the beautiful girl's arms, and there was strong maternal love in his eyes...
"You...are you alive?!" A voice with a crying voice suddenly sounded. In people's eyes, Gu's body ran over like an arrow. Hold the woman who smiled kindly tightly. Two strings of crystal tears have fallen in his eyes... Then, he pointed to the child in the beautiful girl's arms and asked urgently: Is this... this our child?" There were also faint tears in the woman's eyes, and she nodded with a slight smile. The beautiful girl has handed the child to his hand. Gu Erge looked at his wife and the child. Tears couldn't help but come out. The strong face was already full of tears. The man's tears were not easy, but it was not sad...