I am planting a field in the last days

Chapter 426

Gradually, there were only two groups of people left in the huge monastery. Except for the two people who sacrificed their lives and kept talking about the Dharma in the center, there were only a group of monks in charge of the Zhuangyan Temple, 28 nuns brought by the priest, and Jing Shu. This team is gone.

At first, there was a smell of burnt meat, and then it turned into a pungent burnt smell. The blood was burnt and solidified, and finally turned black. Both of them showed their strong consciousness.

Master Yuantong is fatter and burns more fat, which always makes crackling noises. Maybe there is too much fat, so it burns faster than the monk of Jingshu's teammate.

Under the dim light, others may not be able to see the charcoal-burned meat clearly, but Jing Shu can see that the entire arm has turned black, and perhaps the wind blows gently and it will be wiped out.

Sometimes Jing Shu thinks, what is the significance of the monk doing this?They have the strength to rob, why did he not hesitate to pay the price with his life?Or maybe, this is his Dharma, maybe he needs to make up for the mistakes he made before, or maybe he needs to get back the tripod he lost in a legitimate way, and if he can't do it, he can entrust his teammates.

As an old mother, it is rare for the fat chicken to teach the cubs to be obedient, to hold the master's thigh tightly and never let go, reminding Jingshu that this guy made a mess of the chickens in the chicken coop at the beginning, and only he followed the lead Look, how powerful the fat chicken was at that time.

The brush in the host's hand is always a bit of a show, more like when roasting suckling pig, from time to time, he slaps some oil on it, and if it is not burnt evenly, he will put more on it, and he keeps saying that everyone can't hear it. understand the scriptures.

The fire gradually spread to the shoulders, and more than two hours have passed. During this long torture, both of them were a little dehydrated. The discussion at the beginning was no longer there, but the scriptures were also recited in their mouths. Seems to reduce pain in general.

The fire spread in patches, although it only reached the shoulders, it spread to the heart and lungs. Master Yuantong's breathing became more and more rapid, and the monk Jie Lu was about to lose consciousness.

The atmosphere began to become tense, the outcome seemed to be in sight, the sound of a bullet being loaded seemed to sound in the dark, and even the monk holding the tripod began to tremble.

Jing Shu opened her eyes wide, and looked at the monk who was about to turn into a man of carbon, and had extensive burns. He gritted his teeth tightly, sweat dripped down, there was pain and heat, no one knew what happened here In this case, how much perseverance is needed to sit still.

The fire finally spread completely from the shoulders, and the entire upper body suddenly burned. It was a small area of ​​combustion before, and the data expanded several times.The fire on Master Yuantong's body was even more intense, and the candle sprang up. After a while, he was transformed into a sea of ​​flames. His breathing became more rapid, and he seemed to be out of breath. His face was red and redder.

"Uh" In the end, there was only time to let out a muffled groan, and then he fell to the ground from a cross-legged posture, completely losing consciousness and breathing.

"Hey." The host sighed, shook his head regretfully, and finally waved his hand, indicating that the monk is the final winner.

The tank poured a large bucket of water on it, and the fire was extinguished in an instant. Then it wrapped the crippled monk with an insulated coat, and the monk who finally learned of his victory passed out completely.

The host led the rest of the monks around Master Yuantong, who was incarnated in the sea of ​​fire, sitting cross-legged, and began to chant sutras for him. The host knocked on the wooden fish, and the sound was stirred in Jingshu's ears, and many monks chanted together There is a wonderful rhythm in the scriptures, which for some reason makes people feel that the irritable heart calms down instantly.

Jing Shu took out the balls she rubbed and spread them flat, and stuck them on the monk's appalling upper body, which was almost charred. Don't look at the two arms that were burnt, but I'm afraid the internal organs will also be greatly damaged after passing through the surrounding high temperature. And the nearest heart and lungs will not heal.

"It's a bit difficult to live with this injury." Jing Shu shook her head, even if she had her spiritual spring, the monk would be useless if too many organs died.

After death, there are many miserable situations, and there are not many people who can still be so miserable while alive. The flesh of both arms is completely necrotic. Now they are facing amputation at the shoulders or something, but there is no condition for surgery, so they can only discuss after everything is over. up.

Most people who are burnt cannot be rescued, and some of them die completely after surviving for a day or two.

The most painful thing about fire is not the damage caused by the burning, but the lethality of the burn to the cells after the burn, which is very difficult to recover.

After an ordinary person is scalded, not only will there be a large area of ​​fire bubbles, but also the feeling of burning burns will be endured all the time.According to statistics, burns are the longest lasting and most unbearable of all injuries.

Therefore, even the monk who was in a coma still twitched in pain from time to time, Jingshu fed another drop of Lingquan directly at this moment, and the monk's reaction became even bigger, as if he was resisting the Lingquan, but now it's gone In other ways, the medicine can only be changed every three hours, and then resigned to fate.

After the two sides decided the outcome, the situation became serious.

The little monk hid in a corner with a tripod at a loss, while the old monk was chanting scriptures for self-sacrifice. Yang Yang didn't bother him, and the priest and the nuns sat still until Master Yuantong burned completely. Only then did Yang Yang walk up to the ashes, and asked with a smile:
"I don't know, can the tripod be returned to us? Huh?"

The red dots in the darkness glanced over one by one, but soon there was a scream, Jing Shu and the others were on alert, Lingling swung the gun and pointed at the person in the darkness, the other party immediately withdrew Red dot.

The host let out a long sigh, "Take it back, I'm afraid that person won't let you simply take it away."

"I don't need you to worry about that."

Only then did Monk Xiaomi offer the tray with both hands, and Yang Yang wrapped the tripod with a cloth and said, "Then we won't bother you." Then he slipped away with Jing Shu and his party.

However, the priest continued to stay there with the nuns, as if there was still something to do.

After leaving the Zhuangyan Temple, Tank, who was holding the monk in his arms, asked, "Aren't you afraid it's a fake?"

"No, this tripod was once used by the first emperor. The unique minerals on it cannot be faked, and they don't bother to fake it." Although he said this, Yang Yang checked again to confirm, and then put the tripod back Quickly distributed in the arms:

"Let Xiao Hei take care of the monk. Now we have to steal the formula before the man responds and run away. Lingling is attacking outside the manor. Tank you to protect Lingling; Snake spirit, you and the monkey team up and take out the surrounding people first." people clean up

Mirror, Hao Yunlai, you two follow me; Zhen Nantian, you are still injured."

(End of this chapter)