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Chapter 735 Pooh!Believe in the Power of Science 45
Today is the seventh day that the fifty monks entered the secret realm, and it is also the third day that Fang Shanyou and Tong Hua were trapped in the illusion.At the beginning they can still know their names, identities and backgrounds, but in the end they are lost in various hallucinations.

Don't blame people for losing themselves, just blame this illusion for having everything you want.

When Sanwu came here, he saw a bright red fruit on a giant tree that looked very gratifying. The most surprising thing was that the fruit turned out to be like a long-lost longevity fruit.It is said that the longevity fruit can increase the monk's life span by 500 years when it is taken for the first time. Although the effect decreases after taking it, the preciousness of the longevity fruit is self-evident.How many monks who are unfortunate enough to sit down regret all their lives because of the lack of that little time. If there is a longevity fruit, it will undoubtedly give the monk a second life.

Thinking of the short lifespan left by the host, Sanwu took a deep breath and walked over.

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The elm flowers are slightly brown, hanging on the branches in clusters, with a tangy fragrance.But in this green shade, there is a touch of red, which hurts people's eyes.The monk wearing a monk's robe suddenly burst into tears when he saw the rope made of red silk.

The earthen bowl fell at some point, and the round beads splashed on the ground. The monk tripped and fell to the ground because of his impatience, but stood up with his arms propped up, and hugged the bride in red.However, that delicate girl with sweet dimples in her smile could never wake up again.

"It's no wonder the master said that my karma is endless... No wonder the master refuses to be ordained for me... It's you, my unfinished fate is you..."

The monk choked with sobs, and the rolling tears turned out to be red, which wet the bride's specially put on makeup, but more melted into the dead bride's bright red wedding dress.

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and the blade of the sword penetrated into the monk's heart, but he did not let go of the bride's hand. Before he fell down, he vaguely saw under the elm tree, the charming girl and the shy young man when he first met.

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There is a big gossip circulating in the capital recently. The daughter of the prime minister's family has eloped with the slaves in the mansion. Not to mention where the two fled, everyone is waiting to see the reaction of Prince Yu's mansion.Miss Qianjin would rather be with a lowly status servant than marry the son of Prince Yu's mansion as scheduled. Is the daughter of the prime minister's mansion blind, or is the son so vulgar?

Prince Yu's Mansion closed the door and removed the red silk, blocking out everyone's eyes.

King Yu was furious, and asked the emperor to punish the prime minister for instructing his children against the crime. The eldest son who stayed quietly in the mansion cut his long hair on the day when it was supposed to be his wedding, and insisted on becoming a monk.

At the beginning, everyone thought it was Prince Yu's son who could not bear to be humiliated, so they couldn't think about it. Later, when the prince really went to the temple to become a monk, people with good deeds traveled thousands of miles to the temple to watch the prince who had his head shaved and became a monk. After returning, everyone regretted that Shizi was a handsome and gentle young man, but he gave up his bright future for an unworthy woman.

Time flies, thirty years have passed, and there has been a lot of excitement in the past 30 years. Few people remember the prime minister's daughter and Prince Yu's son.

There was an old woman who waited outside the temple every day and donated a lot of money for sesame oil, but she still refused to enter the temple.A young monk asked her why she waited outside the temple and refused to step into the red threshold?The old woman said she felt ashamed.The little monk also said that the Buddha would forgive her sins, and said that the abbot in the temple was a person who was well versed in Buddhism, and asked her to go to the abbot to solve her doubts.The old woman fell silent, and she said in her heart that she was sorry for the abbot.

As time went by, the young monk guarding the door told this incident as an anecdote to other young novice monks. But suddenly one day he saw the abbot setting up a small table by the temple door, and the man who never entered the temple door. The old woman sat opposite each other.

The two people seemed to know each other but were strangers. The young monk did not dare to get close. However, he saw the two of them talking and drinking tea. The elm flowers leaning out of the temple wall were falling, falling on the abbot's monk's robes and the old woman's gray hair. superior.

From then on, the old woman never appeared again. The young monk seemed to understand, but felt that he knew the secret of the abbot, but this time he never told anyone about it.

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The monk in white robes is a well-known eminent monk. During three consecutive years of severe drought, he saw that the people were in dire straits and the whole world was suffering, so the eminent monk decided to pray for rain with his body.

Under the earnest eyes of the villagers, the eminent monk jumped into the dry well along the rope. He didn't bring any food on him, and even the rope was taken away by the villagers above - he was praying for rain with his life, as it should be.In the dry well, the eminent monk never rested or fell asleep. He kept awake all the time, turning the beads in his hand and chanting Buddhist scriptures all the time.

Rain, still not under.The sun is always hot and cloudless.

On the seventh day, the dying monk stopped chanting. He leaned against the wall. The hunger and thirst of not eating for many days almost crushed his mind. He opened his chapped lips and said weakly: "Is anyone there? ?I regret it, let me out."

No one let him out, so he leaned against the wall of the well, alternately conscious and unconscious. He tapped the wall of the well with prayer beads, praying that someone would hear his voice and pull him up.

In fact, the eminent monk heard other people's conversations, and the villagers hid at the mouth of the well, listening to his increasingly low-pitched prayers and the increasingly low-frequency sound of knocking beads, but remained indifferent.

The eminent monk began to despair and began to hate. He cursed the severe drought in the world, and these villagers were eventually exposed to the sun and died... But he has no strength, and maybe the next time he falls asleep, he will never be able to open his eyes again.

On the tenth day, there was no sound in the dry well. The villagers looked at each other in blank dismay, but no one wanted to put their heads into the well to see if the eminent monk was still alive.

All the villagers left, and no one saw how the dry elm tree suddenly collapsed and pressed on the dry well.The villagers tried to persuade themselves with peace of mind, but they didn't know that the branches of the elm tree protruding into the dry well continued to extend until the fragrant elm leaves and flowers reached the mouth of the eminent monk.

On the 15th day, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the rain that the villagers had been waiting for was finally coming.They gathered around the well and knelt down, calling the eminent monk's name loudly and expressing gratitude to him.

The sycamore tree that grew next to the elm tree quickly sprouted branches at this moment. The soaring branches penetrated the villagers under the horrified eyes. After the last person died, heavy rain fell one after another. .

The eminent monk escaped from the dry well by relying on the gradually filling well water. He was shaking in the wind and rain, but he saw two new seedlings, which were clearly elm trees and sycamore trees.

The eminent monk left the village, holding a green elm sapling in his hand, and never returned to the village again.

　This chapter is equivalent to talking about the entanglement of Fang Shanyou, Tonghua, and Sanwu.

　　
　
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