The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 489 The Curse of a Thousand Future Lives

"This...these are the thousands of monsters suppressed by the monk without precepts in my Shaolin?"

The sweeping monk has lived long enough, naturally he has heard about some things from the long history of Shaolin Temple.

It is said that 18 years ago, the holy monk Wujie Zen Master once became a monk in Shaolin, and one day he saw my Buddha blessing in a dream.

The Buddha said, this Zen master Wujie is the true Buddha of the world.

After waking up, Wujie told his master about it, but the master of the Zen master thought it was Wujie's nonsense and ignored it.

But Wujie firmly believed in what he encountered in the dream. After several years, the master passed away, and the monk Wujie also changed his fortune and became the head of the Shaolin Discipline Academy.

Not long after that, the abbot of Shaolin passed away inexplicably, and Zen Master Wujie successfully became the abbot of Shaolin.

Afterwards, it was rumored that the holy monk without precepts had personally come out of Shaolin to suppress thousands of demons from the human world, and suppressed them in the Wooden Man Alley of Shaolin Temple.

That is, since then, the Wooden Man Alley has become a forbidden area of ​​Shaolin Temple.

"demon?"

Zhao Yu glanced at the horrified floor-sweeping monk, and then sneered.

Others don't know the origin of these thousands of monsters that look like withered ghosts, but he, Zhao Yu, still doesn't know?

"Evil ghost?!"

Those thousands of monsters were still looking at Zhao Yu curiously, but they didn't expect that after the old monk appeared, these withered ghosts screamed one after another and curled up together in horror.

Sensing the frightened look in the eyes of these monsters, after hearing Zhao Yu's words, the old monk's heart moved.

Zhao Yu didn't explain too much, he moved his right hand slightly, and a futon appeared in his hand.

The old monk naturally recognized that this thing should be the futon that the ancestor used to meditate in the Bodhidharma Cave.

For Shaolin, this is the supreme holy object.

yah...

Zhao Yu couldn't help but grab the sides of the futon with both hands, and tore it apart.

A crystal clear stone appeared in front of everyone.

Dharma's Tears...

Legend has it that this is the tear that the ancestor Bodhidharma shed after seeing the future generations with the Buddha's eyes for 500 years.

It's just that Zhao Yu knew in his heart that most of this thing was the relic left behind by Bodhidharma after his death.

It's just that this thing is different from the relics of other eminent monks, but this relic has the effect of dispelling the world's strange poisons.

Zhao Yu slowly walked towards the monsters that the great monks were talking about, came to those monsters, stretched out his hand and handed the thing out.

"Hei Tong entrusted me to bring this, it can save you from the sea of ​​suffering..."

In fact, Hei Tong only told what happened here at the beginning, and didn't say that there was anything that could really undo the curse on them.

But Zhao Yu understood that since this thing could undo the poison on Kong Ci's body, it should also be able to undo the curse on these poor people.

"Did she let you come?"

Some of them were bolder, stepped forward and stared at Zhao Yu cautiously and asked.

Zhao Yu didn't speak, but just nodded.

"Great, it's been 13 years... She didn't lie to us, she really remembers us?"

After seeing Zhao Yu's nod, those monsters shouted excitedly.

Although their expressions were full of gratitude, it was extremely creepy when it was revealed on the face of the withered ghost with palms in front of them.

"Is she okay?"

The one who stood up and approached Zhao Yu first raised his head expectantly, looked at Zhao Yu and asked in a low voice.

Everyone who was still excited at first held their breath when the leader's words fell, and looked at Zhao Yu expectantly.

"died……"

Zhao Yu sighed slightly, then said softly.

"what?!"

All the monsters turned pale in shock, and immediately the leader ignored the Heart of Dharma that Zhao Yu handed over, and said sharply: "You lied, how could she die? She won't die!!"

"Yes, you lied, even that evil spirit is no match for her, how could she die?"

"Woooooooo..."

……

In an instant, thousands of monsters wailed, and the mournful voice made the great monk behind Zhao Yu feel terrified.

"She is indeed dead, but before she died, she asked me to rescue you from this boundless purgatory."

Zhao Yu stepped forward again, and said to the leader: "You all know in your heart that death is a good thing for her..."

Saying that, Zhao Yu put the tear of Bodhidharma in his hand on the palm of the leader demon.

As Zhao Yu put it in the palm of the monster, soft breaths stretched out from the tears of Bodhidharma.

Along the withered arm of the monster, dots of white light slowly spread into it.

The originally haggard arm became plump at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, streaks of blood as black as ink leaked from the demon's eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

After a stick of incense, the sweeping monk's eyes widened.

Where is the devouring monster in front of him, it is clearly a handsome young man with a dignified face!

"This……"

The old monk turned pale with shock, pointed at the handsome young man in front of him, speechless in surprise.

"That's right, these suppressed monsters are actually innocent children around Mount Song!!"

Zhao Yu didn't hide anything, and told the old monk what he knew combined with what Heitong told him.

In the entire Shaolin Temple, in fact, the only one who can truly practice Buddhism is this old monk, in Zhao Yu's opinion!

"Sin, sin."

The old monk clasped his palms together and softly said a Buddha's name.

"It's really recovered, brother has really untied the curse of a thousand future lives!!"

"We are saved, we can finally leave this dark and dark place!"

"Woooooooo..."

……

Hearing the cries of these innocent children, even a cold-blooded person like Zhao Yu couldn't help being moved.

It's just that his brows were slightly frowned at this time, because he clearly noticed that the power in the patriarch's relic had dissipated a lot.

From this point of view, the relic he brought could undo the poison of seven people at most.

"Ugh……"

Just as Zhao Yu frowned, the great monk sighed from behind.

According to his cultivation base, he naturally noticed the clues of the relic in the man's hand.

In this crypt, there are two to three thousand innocent people who were poisoned by the curse, and there is only one relic of the ancestor who can undo the poison!
The recovered man kowtowed three times and bowed nine times to Zhao Yu, then got up, intending to hand over the relic in his hand to another person.

"Wait!"

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Zhao Yu stopped him.

"Engong, what can I ask you?"

After his appearance recovered, even his voice became much warmer.

Zhao Yuchang took a breath, then turned his head to look at the rest of the people, and then said slowly: "I don't want to lie to you, there is only one tear of Dharma, and this one can only save six more people at most... "

what? !

Everyone fell silent when they heard Zhao Yu's words.

After waiting for decades, they thought they finally had hope, but at this moment, Zhao Yu cut off their hope with his own hands.

The man who had unraveled the curse was also taken aback, and then glanced behind him at his companion who had been with him for more than ten years.

Slowly put the relic in his hand on the ground.

The good medicine of liberation was right in front of them, but the remaining thousands of people hesitated a little.

Everyone looked at the shining relic of the first saint on the ground, but no one moved a bit.

"donor……"

At this time, the great monk stepped forward, looked at Zhao Yu and asked, "Don't tell me there is no other way for the benefactor?"

After the great monk was shocked, he finally reacted.

Although he didn't have much contact with Zhao Yu, it was only the second meeting this time.

But after all, he has lived long enough, and his eyesight on people is still very accurate. According to Zhao Yu's temperament, he is not fully sure, so why come here with great fanfare?

Since Zhao Yu was able to come, he must have other ways.

"Have!"

Zhao Yu didn't hide it, and immediately raised his hand, and a huge gourd appeared in his hand.

This gourd is the size of a bucket, and it is used by the Bing Zhansi to hold kerosene.

The people who were already ashamed, became excited again at this time.

But the old monk looked at Zhao Yu and asked softly: "Benefactor, what is contained in this gourd is the thing that undoes the curse?"

"Yes, it's not..."

Zhao Yu's answer was ambiguous. Compared with the relic of the first saint, this thing is really not an antidote.

But if Zhao Yu's guess is correct, the things contained in it can really undo the curse of thousands of generations.

"Why?"

The great monk was also taken aback, and then asked.

Zhao Yu glanced at the expectant crowd, and then explained: "Yes, it's because the things inside can really undo the poison on them.

No, it is because the gourd contains a strange poison that is rare in the world! "

Zhao Yu didn't hide it, and then opened the stopper of the gourd, and a black liquid as thick as caramel flowed out from it.

"This thing can indeed undo the poison on your body, but it will make you step into another endless hell again..."

Zhao Yu explained the origin and efficacy of this thing one by one.

What he contained in the gourd was the heavenly medicine from the Yasha Pond that Heitong had found at the beginning.

Since this thing can repair the defects of the human body, in Zhao Yu's opinion, it is not impossible to unravel the so-called curse poison.

It's just that the disadvantages of this thing are also obvious. After a long time, the disadvantages revealed may not be easier to save than the curse of a thousand generations.

And when Zhao Yu told the origin of this thing, the old monk naturally thought of those black-clothed swordsmen who instantly broke the Arhat formation in the lion forest!
"You have been trapped in this dark place for 13 years, and even Wujie has already filled a handful of loess..."

"Whether to go or stay, you decide for yourself."

After Zhao Yu finished speaking, he withdrew and took a few steps back.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and it took a full hour of incense before someone stepped forward timidly.

But instead of picking up the relics of the ancestors on the ground, he came to the gourd.

"That's the case, the villain will also remember your grace to see the sun again!"

After that, the man raised his head and poured down a large mouthful of heavenly medicine.

Zhao Yu frowned slightly, his eyes fixed on the man who drank the heavenly medicine.

You know, what Zhao Yu gave those people to drink in the Jinyiwei Academy back then was diluted by Huameng.

Even so, nearly half of the people did not persist.

And the gourd that Zhao Yu took out in front of him was a pure product that had not been blended at all.

What surprised Zhao Yu was that after the man finished drinking, within a few breaths, the pores all over his body opened up, and streams of purple smoke were forced out by his strength.

Similarly, black blood oozes from the seven orifices, and the shriveled flesh and blood are also saturated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Everything was as expected by Zhao Yu, the Curse of Thousand Ages was terrifying, but the Heavenly Medicine was even more overbearing.

The only thing that was different from what Zhao Yusuo thought was that the person who took the heavenly medicine did not have the slightest expression of pain on his face.

It can be seen that the effect of this heavenly medicine is better than that of Nadama relics.

"How does it feel?"

The sweeping monk stepped forward immediately and looked at the young woman who had taken the heavenly medicine.

Among the 3000 people, there were men and women, which made Zhao Yu feel a little toothache.

Because from this point, it can be seen that there was something wrong with the mentality of the monk who had no precepts.

Otherwise, how could it be impossible to tell whether the pupils of the devil were male or female, but anyone who reached the age of eight would be kidnapped together regardless of male or female?
This is unscrupulous after advanced martial arts!

Don't care if it's true or not, as long as it's something I think is necessary, even if it's just speculation, I can kill thousands of innocent children at will!

"It seems to have inexhaustible strength..."

The recovering woman raised her hand slightly, then clenched her fist hard.

And just this simple action made the old monk's expression change instantly.

In just a few breaths, a not-so-weak inner energy gathered on the girl's body!

The remaining thousands of people saw the result, stepped forward one after another, and drank the heavenly medicine.

Seeing this, Zhao Yu sighed slightly.

I have already made it clear, as long as I drink this heavenly medicine, I will follow him to the capital.

Tianyao's dominance will gradually be revealed in the later stage, if they lose control and suppress, it will be tantamount to an extraordinary disaster.

Therefore, even if they left the Shaolin Temple, Zhao Yu would not let them return to their hometown to recognize their relatives.

I haven't seen you for decades, and my relatives have long since given up thinking about it. Going back at this time, I am sure of joy.

But in order to unravel the curse of thousands of generations, they already have heavenly medicine in their bodies, so they can't stay with their parents, relatives and friends all the time.

Thirteen years ago, those people had already experienced the pain of gouging out their flesh. After 13 years, they finally healed a little. At this time, going back to recognize each other and then leaving is tantamount to adding salt to the wound.

Therefore, Zhao Yu said first that after taking the heavenly medicine to undo the poison of the curse, he would take them to the capital.

Among them, Zhao Yu was somewhat selfish.

But for thousands of people, it is better to go back to the capital to get a job than to wait to die in the dark.

No matter how bad it is, getting some money to send home is much better than staying here.

Soon, a large gourd of heavenly medicine had been consumed.

Fortunately, Zhao Yu has a general understanding of the number of people here, and the heavenly medicine is quite sufficient.

After two full hours, more than 3000 people recovered.

But at this time, the young man in the lead stepped forward and returned the still glistening Bodhidharma's tears to Zhao Yu's hands.

(End of this chapter)