Big Bodhi - Chapter 459

Jiangzhou Prefecture, Jiangling County.

The rain was getting worse, and the old temple eaves and roof were crumbling. The only few boards left made an unbearable sound from time to time, which seemed to collapse at any time in this torrential rain.

“What a heavy rain!”

With a squeak, the rotten wooden door was pushed open by force, and the biting cold wind swept in with the violent rain, almost wiping out the fire under the Buddha statue in the temple.

Beside the fire sat a ragged young beggar, whose bone age was only about ten years old, but his expression was not consistent with his age. At this time, he saw someone come in, just frowned, and then stretched out his hand to pick up a piece of firewood and put it into the bonfire in front of him.

The man who pushed the door in was a weak demon with a towering cow’s head. Wearing a ragged armor, he slammed the wooden temple door behind him, sat down on the side of the beggar, and said with lingering fear, “fortunately, I found a shelter from the rain, otherwise I would die miserably under such a terrible sky.”

Although the so-called “temple gate” is only a broken board, it can slightly block the storm outside. As the little beggar kept putting firewood into the fire, the narrow temple was gradually warmer.

The last dynasty of the Tang Dynasty spans less than half of Nanzhan Buzhou, and there are countless creatures under its control. Whether they are gods, demons, or Buddhas, saints, and ghosts, they must abide by the regulations of the last dynasty of the Tang Dynasty.

This cow headed demon is obviously the most lowly coolie demon. Such a terrible rain of the sky comes. If it can’t find a shelter in a short time, it is very likely to be directly soaked by the body ghost in the sky and die.

I don’t know how long it took. While baking a warm bonfire, the monster put the huge cow’s head together and said with a silly smile, “little brother, do you have food here? I haven’t had enough for three days.”

The Demon power fluctuation on its spirit is extremely weak, which is at most equivalent to the realm of returning to the truth and gathering yuan of ordinary creatures. Looking at the appearance of this monster, its body is obviously an ordinary beast. If it is not ignited by chance, this monster is even a luxury to be semi formed.

The little beggar glanced at the cow’s head demon obliquely, and did not have a good way: “I didn’t blow you out. It’s good for you to escape the wind and rain here. You bitch, dare to ask me for food?”

The cow’s head demon’s face showed a bitter color, lowered his voice a little, and said stuffy, “little brother, have mercy on me. My old cow can’t do anything else. At least I have two strength. How about I repair this temple for you when the wind and rain stop here?”

The little beggar leaned lazily under the stone platform of the Buddha, squinted at the tauren, and played with an ordinary wooden talisman in his hand, saying, “if you continue to tangle, I will report to the county magistrate, and then…”

Seeing the wooden talisman, the cow headed monster looked like a great enemy. He directly pushed the golden mountain and fell on the jade pillar and knelt down, with a look of fear on his face: “wait a minute, little brother! I’d rather starve to death than bother you again!”

The territory of the Tang Dynasty is too large, in which there are countless creatures of all ethnic groups. As long as you are in the territory of the Tang Dynasty, you can go to the state capital to get this wooden token.

Once this wooden talisman is activated, the soldiers of the county will arrive here within a few interest rates. If they detect a violation of the regulations of the Tang Dynasty, these powerful soldiers have the full right to kill them on the spot.

The little beggar didn’t have any accomplishments, but he didn’t fear the bull headed monster in the semi formed territory at all, because of the existence of Jiangling soldiers in the county.

Sword comes

It’s night.

The torrential rain became more and more turbulent, and there was no sign of stopping at all. The crumbling temple made a trembling “squeak” from time to time, and it seemed that it would really collapse at any time.

By this time, there were even water stains on three walls. More than ten feet away from the dilapidated temple door, it had long been filled with rain. The bone blowing cold wind sent out a harsh scream, rushing through the wide door crack, wantonly harvesting the little warmth left in the temple.

There were only a few pieces of firewood left under the Buddha, and the little beggar sneezed. It was obvious that he was suffering from the cold. He wrapped his ragged clothes hard, and his eyes fell on the dusty stone platform of the Buddha.

The little beggar stretched out his dirty arm, groped for a moment in the corner of a stone platform with less dust, and took out a handful of dry and hard Linggu.

He looked sideways at the sleeping Tauren and laughed at himself, “you stupid cow, can’t you see that I’m a poor beggar? These spiritual valleys are my last rations.”

While talking, his eyes fell on the blood stained arms of the tauren, paused, and a complicated look appeared between his expressions. He stretched out his legs and kicked the Tauren severely: “don’t sleep again!”

The Tauren woke up vaguely and muttered, “little brother, have you eaten?”

Demons like him, who were made of animals, could not find blood food at all in the territory of the Tang Dynasty, and were suppressed by the Qi of the Tang Dynasty, and even it was extremely difficult to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth. Although he had the cultivation of a semi shaped state, he still needed Linggu spirit grass to fill his stomach, otherwise his original demonic power would be weaker and weaker, and finally his mind would be lost, and he would return to form as a beast.

The little beggar threw two hard spiritual valleys and snorted coldly, “eat quickly.”

The cow’s head demon smelled the fragrance of Linggu between his mouth and nose, and immediately woke up and dozed. He opened his copper bell like eyes, grabbed the two Linggu in his hands and hurriedly filled them in his mouth.

“Little brother, is there anything else?”

With the sound of “gudu”, the cow headed monster had chewed the two Linggu and swallowed them, looking eagerly at the little beggar.

After seeing the few spiritual valleys left in the little beggar’s hand, the cow headed monster was stunned, looked a little nervous, and said, “so you haven’t eaten…”

The little beggar casually put a piece of Spirit Valley into his mouth, chewed it and said, “in my opinion, this heavy rain will last for at least ten days. These pieces of Spirit Valley are not enough. It’s better to fill your stomach, and you can accompany me to relieve boredom more or less.”

Hearing this, the cow’s head monster’s face became extremely ugly and murmured, “why does this pouring rain last so long! In this case, are you and I sure to die!?”

The little beggar snorted, stopped talking, leaned under the stone platform of the Buddha, and slowly closed his eyes.

Niushou monster stood up impatiently, and when he saw the dying fire, his heart couldn’t help being more impatient.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on the old Buddha statue on the head of the little beggar, and he couldn’t help but murmur, “little brother, what is this Buddha statue?”