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Wearing the stars and wearing the moon, the youth came by the waves, cleared the fog, and showed a clearer face, bathed in golden light, like a god.

A mother who lost her beloved son stared straight at her with wide-eyed eyes, her face turned into ecstasy from grief, her face turned red from excitement like a magma eruption, and she muttered to herself, "President Lu is here, he must Can save my child, my child... I will beg him, beg him..."

"President Lu?" The monk in the Peacock Sangha who had been trying to comfort his mother didn't pay attention to the Internet situation. He only heard about Lu Hanshuang, and glanced sideways. The mother looked a little crazy.

He was terrified in his heart, and looked towards the place that everyone was expecting.

Suddenly, straight into the heart.

Jade-like, indescribable face.So perfect that it would scare a Buddhist disciple.It's not that it makes people think about being afraid of being tempted, but that it is as if the cold wind blows the bones and the snow washes the heart, naked and exposed in the bright pure white, with nothing to hide.

Fearing that the filth and darkness hidden in the corners that even the person himself is not aware of will be excavated and exposed, and he does not even have the courage to make eye contact with young people.

He turned his eyes away, and the expressions of the brothers in the Sangha were all the same, but they quietly twisted the beads one by one, perhaps because they were ashamed of themselves, or there may be a deeper reason.

Obviously hiding fear, but can't help but want to see it again.

Like I once searched for the truth from the Buddhist scriptures, suffered setbacks over and over again, self-examined, perfected myself, never gave up, and pursued my Buddha's guidance through sharpening my self-cultivation.

But, after all, his eyes shifted slightly, and he no longer looked directly at the young man's face.

Freed from the confusion of "only being in this mountain", he noticed many details.

The guiding golden light of unknown composition piled up into a flame, and the mist dissipated as soon as it touched it, as if it could burn through all illusions and illuminate the surrounding square inch.

Only then can people see the true face of the young man through the thick fog that can't be seen with hands.

Hai Bo didn't know why he moved, and he lifted the young man to come.

The waves rolled under the feet, bubbling like boiling, and thick fog evaporated, lingering around the sea surface, forming pieces of confusion.

But it’s not that the bottom of the sea is burning hot, the actual water temperature is very cold. Looking deep into the sea, you can see that the water is full of air bubbles, and you can look for where the air bubbles come from, from the nose of the breath of the swarm of wood kun.

A man in black stood silently aside, like a shadow behind the light, and followed the young man to board a nearby ship.After beckoning, a man who seemed to be the captain ran away.The young man bowed his head, his lips parted, and the captain chattered non-stop, probably asking about the situation.

The young man's expression was a bit puzzled, and the man in black next to him stepped forward to report, perhaps it was a translation.

"I heard that he can't even understand the language, and he doesn't know what skills he has. People around him feel at ease when they see him." The young monk next to him was not convinced.

The monk looked around and saw that the angry and panicked crowd had settled down. They tapped each other, shook hands, leaned on each other, or patted each other to encourage them. The captains looked relaxed, as if everything could be solved with him.

Surprisingly close to blind trust.

As the birthplace of Buddhism, the Peacock Kingdom has the embarrassment of competing with Taoism for believers. In addition, the people of the Peacock Kingdom do not like Chinese people, and the number of young monks who have just entered Buddhism and have not been swept away.

"Where does he go with an interpreter? Is it that difficult to learn a foreign language? He doesn't speak Sanskrit, because to receive foreign tourists, we ordinary disciples must master the common language. As the chairman of the global council, he can only speak Sanskrit. Mother tongue, shouldn't it be excessive pride and contempt for other languages?"

"I think it's arrogance!!! There are so many monsters under the sea, those wizards, soldiers of honor, and monks have all fallen into it. Look at the blood flowing in the sea, it is estimated that there is a lot of danger. He came here alone. Maybe he can turn the tide ?”

"No matter how powerful he is alone, he will be outnumbered in the end. Could it be that he is using this as a stage to show his personal bravery for a show? Then he is brave and foolish."

"Okay." The big brother came over and beat the little monks who were talking too much.The monk also wanted to persuade him, but there was a change around him.

The ship was gathered in one place, the side of the ship was close to the side of the ship, and many people flocked towards the young man. The monk hurriedly grabbed the mother who wanted to cross the ship, and persuaded, "I can understand your feelings, but please help me Calm down... don't talk about President Lu, even if the Buddha is alive, he can't bring the dead back to life. Instead of worrying about it, you might as well let him go, let the child go peacefully, believe that he is in another world, I can't bear it Seeing you so distraught..."

"...Let me go." The crazy-looking mother couldn't hear the voices of other people at all, her eyes were strangely bright, she stared straight at the young man in the distance, struggling to get rid of the obstruction, and bit the monk's hand fiercely.

"Ah—" the monk cried out in pain, subconsciously throwing his mother away.

The monk's pupils constricted, his body was stiff, and he didn't even have the courage to reach out to grab the woman, so he was nailed to the spot.

Watching in shock as she tumbles over the rail and falls over the bow, the eddy under the sea gaping open to swallow the mother.There were screams all around, as if cold water was being poured on his head, making the monk shiver, deeply terrified by his instinct...

The wound on the back of the hand was deep into the bone, and the blood dripped down, far from excessive blood loss, but his face was extremely pale.

The monk dared not look down.

The bone-piercing screams and noises around him disappeared in an instant, as if the whole world was far away, and the deck standing under his feet became distorted, like a bottomless pit, constantly devouring him.

"What’s wrong with you?!!"

Monk Liushen Wuzhu looked at his senior brother who had rushed over, and muttered to himself incoherently, "I, I, I... killed someone, didn't I? I killed..."

"Calm down." The brother patted the monk on the back, shaking him back to his senses, "Look, he's fine!"

The disappearing voice rushed in frantically, almost crowding the ear canal.Rejoicing and cheers filled his mind, and he looked down cautiously in a trance.

A long gust of fingering wind dragged the mother's body and slowly sent it up.

The master of Zhifeng came to his mother through boats and seas of people.

"He saved her..."

"I clearly saw that he was still talking to people, so why did I see what happened behind his head?"

"If President Lu is really here, you don't have to worry about anything!"

The praise and conviction in the tone made the monk's heart freeze.

The young man came to the mother and asked about the cause of the commotion. The mother was still in shock, and the eyes of the surroundings were full of direction, falling on the monk's face.

Acupuncture is average.

It seems to laugh at his selfish instinct to pierce the hypocrisy, as if to despise his helplessness.The monk didn't dare to look around, and lowered his head in shame, trembling slightly.He moved his feet, but bumped into the senior brother behind him.The elder brother glanced at him and saw his retreat.

That gaze pierced a big hole in his heart.

Chilling.

But that young man didn't even look at him, did he disdain?The monk's heart tightened, and he clenched his fist. If he was not an ordinary Buddhist disciple, but a monk with special abilities, would he have the courage to reach out his hand?Save this mother?Save this mother's child?Just like the young man at this time, accepting the admiration of everyone.

Ugly jealousy sprouted like maggots from his rotting heart.

The young man asked about the situation, turned around and prepared to leave.

The mother stepped forward and tried to grab the young man's clothes, but the young man stepped away.This kind of instinct makes the monk's jealousy retreat a little bit. Seeing the woman fall, he may get nosebleeds. The monk pulled the corners of his mouth, but the corners of his mouth stiffened for a moment.

The young man lifted the woman up with a gust of wind, lowered his head, and opened his lips.

The voice was cool.

"What's the matter?"

The mother looked around in a daze, unable to understand the young man's words, she knelt down on the ground, choked up, and said, "Save my child, please save my child... Please..."

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Afraid of being rejected, the mother slammed on the deck, "...as long as you save my child, I can do whatever you want."

Xiao Yan was only able to translate the content, the woman was already bleeding, and her crazy behavior gradually resonated with everyone. In order to grasp the unrealistic hope, many parents, relatives and friends knelt down one after another, as if praying to the gods Humble request, save their children.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...

One after another, the sound of kowtow was intertwined, making the young man frown.

Why are you frowning?Shouldn't the average person be complacent?No matter how bad it is, it should be arrogant and condescending.

Young people are indeed "high", not just looking down on everyone, but "high" that is unreachable and unattainable.The crowd didn't even cry and shout, and they didn't dare to go over and grab his trouser legs. There was a vacuum around the young man, and others felt his indifference, so they only dared to look up at him blushing, excited and fanatical.

"...They are all crazy." The monks of the Sangha were dumbfounded.

The captain of the ship rushed to the young man and told the situation.

Because of Mu Kun's attack, many people fell into the water. If they were only transferred into the sea, the special people who came to help could rescue them, but many people fell into the vortex and lost both.

After finishing speaking, the captain looked at the young man who was hanging his head in thought, and then at the crowd, his eyebrows were furrowed together, and he had an expression of "things are troublesome".

But it's tricky, people will disappear if the vortex swallows them, and they don't know where to save them. Now the crowd is excited... Like many passengers watching, the captain stared at the young man, wondering how he would respond?

The young man raised his head again, apparently having made up his mind, and opened his lips:

"I see."

The young man faced the crowd, waved his hands and sent a gust of wind to shuttle away from the crowd, connecting dozens of boats, and everyone who was kneeling on the ground was forcibly lifted up.

A male voice came with the wind.

"I'll bring them back after I've dealt with Mu Kun."

Xiao Yan poured spiritual power into his voice, and translated it in common language.

The waiting passengers glanced at each other, just from the still calm face of the young man, it was hard to tell whether the words were true or false, but the affirmative attitude without hesitation was like a stone falling, reassuring the crowd The crazy look disappeared from their faces one by one.

Ask how to help?When to save?Where to save?

Xiao Yan didn't answer at all, just said one word: "Wait."

"Big words." The young monk next to him said the monk's heartfelt voice, and hummed softly, "He has no choice but to say this, and he can't admit that he is powerless."

The onlookers also commented.

"I can't think of how he will save those who disappeared?"

"The man in black didn't say anything except to wait, which is obviously perfunctory."

"Probably it's a plan to delay the attack, but it's justifiable. No one can do anything about this situation. Now the ship can't go away. As long as President Lu solves the immediate predicament, it will be a great achievement. The little lie I had to tell before Surely you will be forgiven."

"That's because you have nothing to do with yourself. Instead, those who lost relatives and friends gained hope again in despair, but were deceived in the end..." The passenger clicked his tongue twice, very worried, and looked at the blue shadow.

Lu Hanshuang jumped off the boat, skimmed across the sea that was continuously sending blood, and plunged into the mist...