Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 763: Fell into the trap

Everyone in the Li family, except for Mrs. Li, Po Wen, and the maids who had gone through the birth process, were mostly immersed in the joy of the successful birth of the young master. Of course, the three concubines felt the joy in their hearts. Of course the sour taste will not go away.

The old monk Moyun became the most distinguished guest of the Li family. Not to mention that in the eyes of the Li family, this holy monk enabled Mrs. Li to successfully give birth to Mr. Xiao. Even as a national master, he was extremely noble.

However, old monk Moyun did not go to the living room of the Li family to rest. He sat in the wing next to the courtyard. Filthy.

At this moment, Liping and Mrs. Li also had no intention of going to the front yard, and occupied another wing to rest inside. If there was any situation next door, the servants would immediately report it.

No, before evening, three wet nurses walked in under the leadership of Li's housekeeper with unnatural expressions. Liping and Mrs. Li, who were drinking tea, became energetic. The latter quickly asked road.

"How about it, my grandson is drinking milk?"

These three wet nurses have one thing in common, that is, they all have large breasts, but their faces are not very good. After hearing Mrs. Li's question, one of them steeled herself to answer.

"Uh... To tell the old lady, the young master, he has a very good appetite..."

"Yes, the young master has a great appetite."

"Well..."

The three wet nurses still did not dare to say anything bad about the young master in front of Liping and the old lady, even though they were a little scared just now.

"Go down and help look after the young master."

"Yes!"

Li Ping sent away the three wet nurses. When the three wet nurses went out, the mother and son in the room smiled with relief.

"Heaven bless our Li family! In the next few days, I will go to various temples to fulfill my mother's wishes."

"I also offer incense sticks on behalf of the children."

There was plenty of tea and snacks on the table, and the two of them had an appetite to eat.

However, compared to the relaxation of Liping and his mother, Monk Moyun, who was sitting in the temporary Zen room and chanting sutras, was not calm.

In the room, the table in the middle was removed, but a yellow futon was placed in the place of the original table. Monk Moyun sat cross-legged on it and chanted sutras. Although his voice was very soft, even if he chanted silently, it was a Zen sound, faintly stable. The evil spirits living in the Li Mansion mainly exposed the young master of the Li family to spiritual energy.

Almost half an hour has passed, but Monk Moyun still cannot enter into meditation. Instead, he has a slight sweat on his forehead. He gently wipes the sweat with his sleeves. The old monk tries to meditate again, but still cannot be as before. calm.

"Hey... Good Ming King Buddha!"

The old monk put his hands together, recited a Buddha's name, took off the Buddhist beads from his neck, placed them next to the futon, then took off the small string of beads in his hands, and then a vajra in his arms. , put them together next to the futon.

Finally, the old monk Moyun untied the rope buckle on his chest and took off the cassock and cassock. After folding it completely, he placed it neatly next to the futon and placed the rosary, vajra pestle and other items on top of the cassock.

"Buddhism is compassionate!"

Monk Moyun recited the Buddha's name in a low voice again, and then, amidst the sound of rain outside, he clasped his hands and closed his eyes in meditation, abandoning the Buddhist instruments he had practiced all his life, without any external protection, but this time, Monk Moyun meditated instantly without any distracting thoughts.

In the corner of the roof eaves in the front yard of Li's house, Ji Yuan, who almost truly hid Taixu's form by using the power of Taixu's jade talisman and his own concealment method, was sitting cross-legged on the eaves with one leg. The legs are hanging under the eaves.

Even the Jade Huaishan monks who are most familiar with the Taixu Jade Talisman, few have the confidence to hide in front of the real demon, but Ji Yuan can, provided that excessive magic power is used and no actions are taken. What an excessive move.

At this moment, Ji Yuan was holding the sheet music of "Feng Qiu Huang" in his hand. At the moment when all the magical weapons of Monk Mo Yun left his body, Ji Yuan looked sideways at the backyard.

"If I don't go to hell, who will? Master Moyun is in a Zen state. Even if the real demon doesn't come, he can make progress this time."

"Hell?"

Haizhi knew that there had been a heavenly palace, but he had never heard of hell, but this did not affect his understanding of the meaning of Hui Yuan's words.

……

The sky quickly darkened. Less than an hour after the Li family's young master was born, the sun set, as if it was getting dark very quickly today.

The kitchen, which has been preparing for a long time, has already prepared a dinner. The reception banquet originally prepared for Ji Yuan and Monk Moyun, the national preceptor, now in addition to its original function, is also a birthday banquet for the birth of the Li family's son. Of course, Now it is difficult for the Li family to remember a person like Youji Yuan. At most, they can vaguely feel that they have forgotten something, and they have the kind of mentality of waiting for themselves to remember.

I don’t know when the rain stopped, and the sun even came out.

On the eaves of a certain place, Ji Yuan poured a sip of wine into his mouth from a Qian Dou pot and looked at the setting sun in the west. There was no wind or rain in the sky, nor was there a rainbow brought about by the setting sun after the rain, which gathered in Li Mansion. Those evil spirits have been dispelled by Monk Moyun's sutra, and there is no obvious evil spirit, but I just know that the time is almost here.

"Coming."

Ji Yuan murmured and stood up from the eaves.

Outside the old monk's temporary Zen room, a servant walked to the door, calmed down his mood, and knocked gently on the door.

"Dong dong dong..."

"Master Imperial Master, I said dinner is ready, please go to the dining room."

Old monk Moyun slowly opened his eyes.

"Okay, go and tell Mr. Li and I will come over right away."

"Yes, Master, just ask the servants outside to bring you over when you come out."

The servant who came to summon him looked at a maid standing outside the door and nodded, then turned and left.

On the eaves in the distance, the Haechi in Ji Yuan's sleeves let out a deep laugh.

"This little monk is a 'little monk' in front of you, but he is an 'old monk' in front of the Li family. Hehe, it's really interesting."

He didn't care about Haezhi's jokes. He just looked at the sky. Although there was no demonic energy, he could feel a familiar feeling. The ivy sword behind him trembled slightly. It was a trace of green. The sword intention left behind by the rattan sword.

This fully shows that the real demon is close, and the original sword wound has not healed, at least not yet.

At this moment, Monk Moyun opened the door of the temporary Zen room and walked outside, where a maid was waiting for him.

"Master Imperial Master, please follow me."

"Yeah."

Monk Moyun took a look at the cassocks, rosary beads and other items in the room, and closed the door without choosing to wear them. After taking a few steps, he paused slightly.

"Master Imperial Master, what's wrong with you?"

The maid who was leading the way saw that the old monk had not followed, so she turned back out of curiosity, only to see the latter looking towards Madam Li's house not far away.

In the ears of Monk Moyun, in the direction of the house, the young master of the Li family was laughing.

"Ah, hee hee hee...hahahaha..."

"I'll go see the young master first."

Monk Moyun already had a vague feeling in his heart, but he still walked towards the house over there. The maid behind him didn't seem to be following him. The closer he got to Mrs. Li's house, the quieter the surroundings became until he got closer. In front of the door, there was no sound in the room except the childish laughter of the young master of the Li family.

"Squeak~~"

Monk Moyun didn't even ask inside, he just opened the door and saw the servants staggering around.

Mrs. Li on the bed seemed to have fallen into a coma. The young master of the Li family had already stretched out the swaddling clothes beside the bed and waved them with a smile. The only person standing beside the bed was an old man. A man unknown to the monk.

This man was dressed in black but decorated with strands of gold thread. He had long hair without a bun, hanging in front of and behind him. He was teasing the young master of the Li family with his hands.

"Well done, King Buddha of the Ming Dynasty, who are you, and what have you done to the Li family?"

"Me?"

The man raised his head, with a faint light in his eyes, and looked at the monk at the door with a half-smile.

"I am a wandering person, free and at ease. I am the path to Buddhahood that your great monk yearns for, and I am also the unquenchable desire in your great monk's heart. I am what you are happy about, and I am also what you are afraid of. "Wu, great monk, who do you think I am?"

Even though he was scared before, after that meditation session, Monk Moyun has put aside life and death, and naturally his "acting skills are on the line". At this moment, his eyes are wide and majestic.

"Who dares to be so arrogant in front of me? King Ming's methods can help me conquer the devil!"

"Conquer the devil...conquer the devil...the devil..."

The majestic voice echoed throughout the house. The old monk almost arrived at the house in one step, stretched out his hand to grab the man in front of the bed, his fleshy palms were plated with gold, and the sound of Buddha's voice was loud and majestic.

"Pfft..."

The Buddha's palm penetrated the man at once, causing the feeble old monk to be slightly stunned. He looked at the man who was still smiling in disbelief. He wanted to withdraw his hand but found that it was difficult to move his body.

The man with black hair and black clothes didn't care at all about his chest being penetrated. His face was close to the old monk. He could clearly see that the old monk's face changed from shock to a little bit of fear. He enjoyed this feeling very much.

"You..."

"I am the devil in your heart!"

The man's voice was very low and hoarse, and then his whole body collapsed, turning into a burst of black smoke that floated towards the old monk Moyun, seeping into his body through his eyes, ears, mouth, nose and seven orifices. Find Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com

During this process, Old Monk Moyun showed an expression of fear and horror.

At the moment when all the demonic energy seeped into Monk Moyun's body, a golden rope suddenly appeared next to the old monk and instantly tied the old monk's body up and down.

"Hey hey ... bundle immortal rope is cage shackles!"

At the same time as Haezhi's sinister laughter sounded, Ji Yuan's body also walked in from outside the door. In his sight, Monk Moyun's face was ashen and his eyes were closed tightly, as if he had fainted.

The true demon has just entered the monk's heart. I am afraid that he still doesn't know that the monk's body has been **** with the immortal rope.

"Let's follow too!"

Ji Yuan said this, waved his sleeves and closed the door of the house, and then a large part of his powerful spiritual thoughts came out of his dream, carrying a vague painting into the old monk's heart.

But a real demon is a real demon after all. When the immortal rope was wrapped around the old monk, a strong and unknown feeling suddenly arose in his heart, and he ran away almost instantly regardless of everything.

"Bang..."

In the bizarre and unpredictable world boundary, a wisp of strange demonic energy suddenly hit a piece of golden light and was violently bounced back. The real demon vaguely showed a face of smoke in this ray of demonic energy. I saw lines on the golden light, surrounded by the energy of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements, like a wall connecting heaven and earth, like a golden dragon entrenching heaven and earth...

‘What? This...could it be...bad! It’s a fairy rope! ’

The real demon's thoughts changed very quickly. Almost at the same moment when he was bounced back by the immortal rope, he escaped into the heart of old monk Moyun as quickly as possible.

The real demon knows very well that he must not kill the old monk now, otherwise as soon as the old monk dies, the Immortal Binding Rope will directly bind his real demon body. No matter how confident he is, he does not dare to bet that he can break free. Only heard The rumored rope to bind the immortals, not to mention the rope to bind the immortals is here, how can Ji Yuan not be there?