Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 490: Ms. Chen’s prayer beads
Chapter 490 Mr. Chen's prayer beads
Feng Minglong is very interesting. He is not only a witness to my live broadcast, but also a participant of my live broadcast. He is also a person whose fate was changed by my live broadcast.
He who was supposed to die has come back to life, Feng Minglong has a certain use value based on this alone.
I looked at Feng Minglong who was eating and drinking, his eyes were quite calm, he behaved like an ordinary person, just looking at his usual behavior, I would feel that this person has no intentions at all, just an ordinary citizen.
But if you think about it carefully, you will find that Feng Minglong has been shrouded in a fog that no one can see through.
"One day, I will dig out your secret." I murmured in my heart, stopped paying attention to Feng Minglong, and sat cross-legged on the bed to practice the Miaoxin method.
Sitting cross-legged in meditation, it took me more than ten minutes to settle down without success. My mind was full of distracting thoughts, and there was always a sense of blockage when the true energy flowed to my left arm.
"Looks like it's because of the chigger poison." The paper maker of Wudeng Road sealed the chigger poison in my body with silver needles on my left arm, and the true energy in the body circulates, and a big cycle of heaven is bound to pass through Zuo Shaoyang The meridians and the path of true qi are blocked by chiggers.
"The meridian has been invaded by the chigger. If it goes on for a long time, I'm afraid my entire arm will be destroyed." I tried to mobilize my true energy to attack the chigger, but the effect was minimal, and even an accident occurred during the process of hedging the orifice. Almost formed an internal injury.
The merits are negative, the karma is 100,000, and the souls of the world who died because of me seem to be screaming in my head.
Usually I don't feel anything, but when I need to concentrate and mobilize my true energy, these ghost things will directly appear in my mind, which is very vicious.
"Chigging virus is a ticking time bomb, and it must be eliminated as soon as possible, but the root of the problem lies in the 100,000 karma. I will find a way to make up for my merits." I am not a person who gives up easily, but I still feel a deep sense of powerlessness when faced with negative one hundred thousand merits.
"Saving a life, or helping others, so that they develop a strong sense of gratitude, this can only be considered a small merit, I owe a total of one hundred thousand! Do I have to dedicate the rest of my life to public welfare? "I sighed. In fact, even if I do good deeds all my life, it is impossible to accumulate one hundred thousand merits. This amount is too huge, and ordinary sects cannot afford it.
"This is not the order of the underworld, it is simply a reminder. It is activated once a year, and the impact caused by activation is estimated to take a hundred years to be eliminated." Complaining is useless, and the effect of cultivation is very poor. I simply stopped meditating. Open the curtains and look out at the city.
Vehicles and pedestrians coming and going, busy figures, this ordinary life is actually quite good.
After more than ten minutes, the nurse came in again and took away the bowls and chopsticks. After eating and drinking enough, I simply didn't think about anything, completely relaxed my nerves, and fell asleep beautifully with my pillow in my arms.
The afterglow of the evening light shone on my face, I opened my eyes, and the wounds on my body had obviously healed. My amazing recovery ability should be related to the pagoda tree flower in the liver orifice.
Stretching, I just sat up from the bed when I suddenly found an old man in the room.
He is holding a book and is dressed plainly, but he has an indifferent temperament, and he makes people look sideways whenever he sits casually.
"Old Chen?" I felt guilty all of a sudden, and at noon I maliciously speculated that he might have some kind of ulterior "sexual interest", but he came to my door in the afternoon.
Wiping off the cold sweat on my forehead, I glared at Feng Minglong: "Old Chen, come here, why didn't you wake me up?"
"I was going to call you, but Mr. Chen stopped me, saying that you are a patient, you need to rest more, or you should sleep until you wake up naturally." Feng Minglong felt an inexplicable grievance, as if no matter how things developed , He is always the one who gets hurt and complains.
"I didn't let him bother you. Seeing that you are seriously injured, lie down and don't move around." Chen Lao closed the book in his hand and stood up.
Seeing that Mr. Chen is coming over, I got up from the bed immediately: "You are welcome."
"It's okay, I just heard from the hospital by accident that there was a young man who went to the hospital every day, and his injuries were getting worse every time. I suspect it’s you, so I came to take a look.” Mr. Chen didn’t mention Ye Bing, but I’m not stupid. He asked me to help, but he was afraid that I would embarrass him by directly refusing, so he beat around the bush and spoke in a cryptic tone.
"Don't worry about your old man, I just have some skin trauma, nothing serious."
"That's good." Chen Lao smiled gently, and he rambled a few more words before mentioning Ye Bing. He told me tactfully that Ye Bing's vital signs were declining, and he might not be able to last for too long.
As soon as he finished speaking, the room fell silent. Tie Ningxiang had already told me about Ye Bing's specific situation, and to be honest, I was also very conflicted.
"By the way, Xiao Gao, have you worn the string of beads I gave you? Although the beads are not expensive, they have been with me for many years, and I always feel that my good luck is brought by them. Here you go, if you believe this, you might as well try it on." Chen Lao seemed to just say it casually, but when the words fell into my ears, I heard a trace of unusual meaning.
"These beads are really so magical?" Mr. Chen said so when we met for the first time, and this is the second time, he repeatedly emphasized the beads. Could it be that the bracelet of beads really has some hidden effect?
I took out the Buddha bead bracelet from my trouser pocket and put it on my wrist in front of Mr. Chen. It was strange to say that the distracting thoughts in my mind disappeared after a short while, and the Lingtai was clear, as if it had been purified by the light of Buddha Same.
"This..." I took it off in disbelief, and then put it on again. After repeated attempts, I realized that although this prayer bead looks ordinary, it is actually a Buddhist treasure!
"Old Chen, these beads are too precious, I can't accept them." I didn't know it at first, but now I realized how precious this thing is after being entangled in a hundred thousand karma. With this string of beads, I can continue Practice, you don't have to endure the torment of karma and distracting thoughts in your mind all the time.
"You take it, I said, this is the compensation for you instead of Ye Bing." To express one or two, I am afraid that my own conscience is a little bit hard.
In order to get help from the underworld show, I promised to slaughter a sect. Now that Chen Laoxue has given me such a treasure, how can I remain indifferent?
"Mr. Chen, Ye Bing's situation is very complicated. I don't dare to promise you anything." I said frankly.
"Actually, I also understand that the first-class doctors in the province can't help it. I'm paranoid." Teacher Chen held the book. Although he was very old, he didn't have that old feeling at all. It was as if he was facing the sea in spring, deep and calm, as if he could contain everything.
"Don't say that, how about it, I'll go see her when my injury stabilizes a little tomorrow. As for whether I can wake her up, I can only say that I will do my best." I don't like to owe favors to others. I took Mr. Chen's prayer beads, so why not help him once?
"You agree? That's great, I'll let the doctor arrange it, and cooperate with you in the treatment." Chen Lao said a few more words, and then strode away, with a smile on his face. .
"This old man is really kind." Feng Minglong said sincerely.
"Compared with those who spend money on charity, and take photos with children in mountainous areas, and immediately go to five-star hotels to take a shower eight times, he is indeed very good." I nodded and said casually.
Feng Minglong looked at my serious expression, and suddenly said dumbly: "Your mouth is really damaged."
"I know people, face but not heart. I can't see Mr. Chen through. He seems to be invulnerable, with no flaws in his body. I will have a strange feeling when I am with him." I frowned and said to myself Soliloquy.
"How does it feel?" Feng Minglong supported the edge of the bed, picked up the teapot and prepared to pour himself a cup of boiling water.
"Scared? Thrilled? Disgusted?" I racked my brains to find a more appropriate word: "This old man is like a **** walking in the world, yes, he is like a false god... "
"Crack!" The teacup fell, and the boiling water spilled all over the floor. Feng Minglong screamed as he was scalded by the water, but he didn't hear my last sentence.