At that time only Tao was commonplace

Chapter 31

It wasn't that Daoji was ruthless, but that he didn't dare to think about it. He deliberately ignored the dull pain in his heart and tried his best to maintain the last trace of his useless dignity. Otherwise, he was afraid that he would just be in this place full of red flowers. Weeping bitterly, afraid that he would struggle, go crazy, and collapse.

Suddenly, Dao Ji felt a gust of wind blowing hard towards his back from behind.Daoji could dodge, but he didn't.

The burning pain spread across his back, and the pain in his body covered up the tearing feeling in his heart.

"What are you doing so dawdly? Do you still want the King of Hades to wait for you?" Standing behind is a ghost messenger that can be seen everywhere in the underworld, holding an iron chain that is nearly as thick as an adult's wrist, and the other part of the iron chain One is an iron lock, and in the middle of the iron lock are Daoji's bound hands.

He is really dead.

Daoji smiled wryly.

Fortunately, Daoji forced Jianglong out with his last breath just before he lost consciousness.

He has already harmed Zhao Bin, and he cannot even destroy Ling Chanzi's last hope in his hands.

Let him take care of everything alone.

When we arrived at the Hall of the King of Yama, we realized how lively it was. The little Daoji actually dispatched three of the ten halls of Yama. Not only that, but there was also the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who seldom appeared next to him.

Daoji twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Kneel down!" The ghost guard kicked Daoji at the crook of his knee, forcing Daoji to kneel down.

Daoji curled his lips, his expression indifferent, to the point where he felt as if he had broken a jar.

The rosary beads that Ksitigarbha had been spinning in his hand stopped for a moment.

"Daoji, in his previous life, he was one of the eighteen arhats under the Buddha's seat, the descending dragon arhat. Later, he was reincarnated after hunting down the Buddha's mount Dapeng bird in the west. He was born under the pseudonym Li Xiuyuan. He was born in Yongning Village, Tiantai Mountain. He became a monk at Lingyin Temple in Hangzhou, with the name of Daoji. He died in Shaoxing in 18 years. Although he saved countless people in his life, he violated the Buddhist precepts and had an affair with his disciple Zhao Bin. The cause of his death... was dystocia..."

The judge paused at the "cause of death", his face was complicated and tangled for a moment, but it was quickly covered up.

Daoji listened silently, without any reaction.

On the contrary, the three Kings of Hades on the stage fell silent and looked at each other, as if they didn't know how to judge.

When the envoys from the Western Heaven came down to explain this matter to them, these three old and cunning Hades felt that it was a very troublesome matter to take over.Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva didn't want to show up at first, but he couldn't stand the repeated pleas of the King of Hades, so he came out to calm people's hearts.

The three kings of Hades were silent for a long time without any results. They raised their eyes to see the reaction of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, but found that the Bodhisattva had already closed his eyes and the old monk had entered meditation.

Does this mean that Bodhisattvas don’t care about it?

The three Kings of Hades were stunned for a moment, and finally issued a verdict according to the law.

As a disciple of Buddhism, it is a very serious punishment for violating the rules and regulations. However, because of the countless virtues accumulated by Daoji, he was sent to Youzeng Hell, one of the eight hot hells, with a sentence of 120 years.

Youzeng hell refers to the eight hot hells, each of which has four gates, and each gate has four smaller hells, a total of 120 eight hells.All sentient beings who come out of the eight heat hells have to travel here to suffer one by one, so it is called Youzeng.

Zhao Bin, this time, I really want to say goodbye.

These were the words in Dao Ji's mind just before he was dragged down.

"Zhao Bin, Zhao Bin, wake up!" In a coma, I felt someone patting my face lightly, the familiar touch, the familiar temperature, the familiar voice...

Eyes snapped open.

In the eyes, there was a bone-piercing joy at first, but then, it immediately turned into a bone-piercing pain.

"The Venerable Subduing Dragon..."

Jianglong sighed.

"Where's my master?" Zhao Bin cautiously asked Jianglong, who was now wearing Daoji's skin, his voice was so weak that it would be blown away by the wind immediately, giving people a feeling that he would disappear into the air at any time.

Jianglong was silent for a while, as if he was thinking about how to speak.

"he died."

"Zhao Bin! Zhao Bin, don't do this! Zhao Bin!" Jiang Long shook Zhao Bin in a panic, his hands were cold, and Jiang Long even wondered if the person in his hand was still alive.

The eyes are empty to the extreme, nothingness where even sadness and even despair no longer exist.

Without focus, there is only a vast expanse left.

"If you continue like this, I'm afraid Daoji really can't be saved!" Jiang Long threw Zhao Bin away, and Zhao Bin fell powerlessly on the ground. After such a bump, his already scarred body was finally overwhelmed. , vomited a mouthful of blood, and also knocked Zhao Bin's sanity back.

"Master...Is there any help?"

Jianglong nodded, and as if thinking of something, he smiled wryly, "Now, we can only bring Daoji out first."

Zhao Bin, whose mind was still muddled, didn't have the energy to catch the word Jianglong, nor did he ask where Jianglong went to "bring" Daoji out. He stood up from the ground with his body, staggering, and such a few simple words The movements made Zhao Bin sweat profusely.

"Now... let's go!"

Jianglong frowned, and said, "What are you going to do now? Let's take care of your body first." Jianglong's brows frowned even tighter, not only because he was worried about Zhao Bin, but also because he had suffered too much. The burden is just to take care of Zhao Bin who is in mourning and concubine, and to hold on to that breath so that he doesn't fall down.

Daoji's pain will also be reflected in Jianglong's body. The piercing pain has already exhausted the mana from being tortured. Jianglong without the Arhat's golden body makes every bone scream Pain, every drop of blood is clamoring for pain.

only...

Jianglong looked at the dying man in front of him, and swallowed the blood welling up from his throat again.

"I'm fine! Master...I...I'm going to save Master!" Zhao Bin took a few steps forward, and then fell to the ground exhausted.

"Zhao Bin!" Jiang Long quickly squatted down to help him, but the movement was too big and pulled the wound that was too embarrassing to talk about, and he stood there for a while, unable to get up or down.

Zhao Bin looked at Jianglong's distorted expression for a moment, and finally looked at his stomach consciously, but found...

Flat piece.

"Where is the child?"

The master is no longer here, and even the child is going to leave me?

child?

When Jianglong woke up, he was already lying on the horse's back covered in blood. The child, it seemed, was taken away by Qiankun before Daoji died before he was pushed out.

However, why didn't Qiankun kill him?

Presumably at that time Qiankun saw that Daoji was still not breathing, so he left at ease and let him abandon the corpse in the wilderness.

"Son, I'm afraid it will fall into Qiankun's hands."

Zhao Bin's eyes widened suddenly, and then quickly dimmed.

Yes, now that he is like this, he is still going to Qiankun Cave Master to rescue the child?

"It's not impossible."

Jianglong couldn't bear to look at Zhao Bin's decadent look, and stood up slowly enduring the shameful pain.

"You have a solution?" Zhao Bin grabbed Jianglong's shoulder and looked at him with burning eyes.

"En!" Jiang Long nodded, "What's more, if we don't rescue the child, we won't be able to find Daoji."

Zhao Bin was stunned for a moment.

Jianglong didn't look at Zhao Bin, but turned to look at the tree shadow outside the window, and said silently in his heart,

Daoji, you must hold on!

"What should we do now?" Zhao Bin asked seriously.

Jianglong rolled his eyes at him, "Rest!"

After speaking, he fell down with a bang.

When Jianglong woke up, he was already sleeping on Daoji's bed in the meditation room of Lingyin Temple. Zhao Bin stood by the window, wondering what he was thinking.

"water..."

As soon as Jianglong opened his mouth, he realized that his voice had become hoarse beyond recognition.

Zhao Bin, who was standing in front of the window, heard the sound, quickly raised his hand and wiped his face, took a deep breath, went to the table silently, poured a glass of water, and handed it to Jianglong.

Jianglong looked at his reddish eyes, but after all, he didn't say anything, and took the water silently and drank it.

Zhao Bin took the cup that Jianglong had finished drinking, put it back on the table, and said with his back to him, "Are you hungry? I'll get you a bowl of plain noodles first."

After speaking, he walked out.

"Wait a minute." Jianglong wanted to call Zhao Bin to stop him. He wanted to get off the bed in a moment of impatience, but he didn't expect that his weak body and his feet were weak, and he rolled to the ground, knocking over the washbasin beside the bed. The water in the basin was overturned on Jianglong's body, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

Zhao Bin heard the sound of thunder and bang behind him, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Jianglong fell to the ground in embarrassment, his body was still wet with drops of water.

"What are you doing? Don't get out of bed if you don't have the strength!" Zhao Bin also had a trace of reproach in his tone when he saw this.

Zhao Bin hurriedly helped Jianglong back to the bed. Seeing that his clothes were half wet, Zhao Bin stood up quickly and wanted to help him change clothes. As soon as he got up, Jianglong grabbed the hem of his clothes.

Looking at Jianglong's worried look, Zhao Bin sighed and said, "Don't worry, I won't act without authorization!"

Only then did Jianglong let go of his hand.

Zhao Bin took out another piece of clothing from the closet to help Jianglong change into it, and said in a hoarse voice,

"I have applied medicine to all the wounds on your body, and the bones in both hands have been reattached. You are still sleeping soundly. Let me help you change them!"

Zhao Bin forced himself not to look at Jianglong's extremely pale face, and felt pain like frying oil in his heart.

Zhao Bin is also a man, and a very insecure and low self-esteem man.He couldn't bear to watch his loved one being bullied and helpless. Whenever he saw this pale face, these eyes that were still tightly closed but still shedding tears, he thought about what Daoji had done for him before. Thinking about the hardships and pressures that he will face in the future when he is pregnant with his child, thinking about the self-blame when Jiang Long helped him up from his paralyzed ooze because of the bone-piercing pain in his hands. And the pain choked him.

Jianglong sat there dumbly as if he had been given a body-holding technique, without resisting or arguing, and quietly asked Zhao Bin to finish changing his clothes.

"You take a break first, I'll be right back."

Zhao Bin resisted the urge to hug this body tightly, turned around and walked out.

When Zhao Bin disappeared at the door, Jianglong also started to move like a curse, endured the pain and weakness, got out of bed, carefully stopped making noise, put on his clothes, and staggered out.

When Zhao Bin came back, he only saw the empty bed, and the plain noodles in his hand were knocked over on the ground.

When Zhao Bin found Jianglong again, he had already passed out in the Buddhist hall and his personnel were unknown.

No one knows why he went to the Buddhist hall, nor what he did there. Anyway, when he woke up again, his injuries miraculously healed. It also recovered all of a sudden, not only that, but the mana was much higher than before.

Zhao Bin knew that Jianglong must have made some kind of deal with someone.But he didn't ask him, because he wouldn't tell if he had asked.The silence between the two became more and more silent, and on the third night of Daoji's death, that is, the second night after Jianglong returned from the Buddhist hall, Jianglong came to find Zhao Bin.

Zhao Bin got up from the bed and looked at him in surprise.

"Wait in a hurry?" Jiang Long squatted on Zhao Bin's bedside, watching him and said slowly.

Zhao Bin was stunned for a moment before he realized what Jianglong was referring to. Ben subconsciously wanted to nod, but felt something was wrong, so he just looked at him with a frown.

Jianglong looked at Zhao Bin and smiled.

"Don't force it. If you are not in a hurry, no one will practice so late every night in the back mountain..."

Looking at Jianglong's sad look, Zhao Bin felt a pain in his heart for some reason, and put his hand on Jianglong's dim face that was not illuminated by the candle light like a ghost.

Jianglong also froze for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I'm not Daoji."

Zhao Bin was startled, and quickly put down his hand. The residual temperature in his hand made Zhao Bin feel sore suddenly.

"I...I want to see him, can I?"

Jianglong begged somewhat humbly.

he?

Zhao Bin's eyes darkened.

Ling Chanzi?

But soon, Zhao Bin felt a little ashamed of his thoughts,

Why should he care? Although he and Daoji are alone, he clearly knows that what he likes is Daoji who laughs and laughs every day and sometimes doesn't forget to play a little temper, not the solemn but sad man in front of him. .

It was because I was too greedy and wanted to have everything Daoji had, including the other him.

still...

Zhao Bin, who had been hit hard, had wild thoughts about this man who looked the same as Daoji, even with the same living habits, memory, and even thoughts every day?

Zhao Bin shook his head in fear, looked at Jianglong warily, and took a step back invisibly.

Jianglong didn't know what Zhao Bin was thinking, seeing him dodging, he just thought it was because he refused to let Ling Chanzi come out, so he lowered his eyes sadly and muttered to himself,

"It's fine if we don't see each other, and we won't be too reluctant to part after we have less of a concern."

"What did you say?"

Jianglong's voice was so soft that Zhao Bin couldn't hear it clearly.

Jianglong quickly changed his expression, the sadness was gone, and his expression changed back to the previous one.

"Tomorrow morning, we set off to find Qiankun."