Chapter 1540

"As long as you wake up, I'm afraid Shigong has been in a coma and would not wake up." Su Yanqing said, looked at him and said, "this is a good thing after all, we have to inform the Shizu and elder martial brothers about them."

On hearing this, song Yixiu said, "I'll take this matter."

In the temple of the mortal land, Tang Ning, who was restored by incense and fire, did not know what happened in the magic moon city. With the old monk guarding here, she restored the spirit in the statues. Sometimes it took ten days and a half months to enter the meditation, and the days passed by in such a calm and boring way

A year later, in the temple.

In the early morning, when the sky was still hazy, the old man sweeping the floor carefully wiped Tang Shi's gold body with a clean cloth. When he heard the footsteps coming in, he turned around and saw the old monk come in with his waist stretched out and yawning.

"Master, why are you so early today? It's not bright yet The old man laughed and talked to him.

The old monk turned his neck and moved his waist. He went to the table and leaned on it. He reached out and ate a fruit on it. He said, "you don't believe me, monk. I woke up from hunger."

Looking at the statue sitting on it, he said, "the people here don't know the goods. It's been more than a year, and few people have asked me to sign. Monk, I'm a man with two sleeves, and I've got money to drink. I don't have any oil in my stomach. Can I wake up from hunger?"

The old man who swept the floor was surprised and said, "that roast chicken you always ate last night?"

The old monk glanced at him and said, "it's nothing to have such a roast chicken for half a month."

"How about I go to the end of the street to buy you two catties of pork head at noon?" The old sweeper asked tentatively.

"Hehe, that's nice. Add another pot of wine."

The old monk grinned and said, "you don't have to wipe it any more. Look, you wipe it every day. If the paint has faded, it's better for her to smoke some incense according to my opinion."

The old sweeper said with a smile, "I've almost wiped it, but I haven't cleaned the back yet. I'll clean it first. It's estimated that someone will come to incense."

Seeing him leave, Lao and Shang went to the statue while eating fruit. He leaned on the statue and said, "I said, how long has it been? Has the spirit not been repaired? Are you bored in it all day? I don't accompany the monk. I talk

"Oh! But if you look like this, I don't think it will take three or five years He said, reaching out to touch the string of Buddhist beads hanging on Downing's hand, and heard a voice.

"Is it fun?"

The old monk listened to a Leng, instinctively looked up at the gold body around him: "can you talk?"

Downing rolled his eyes and said, "don't you hear me? After more than a year of incense burning here, the spirit has been restored for such a long time. At any rate, it has been pieced together. Naturally, the voice can be transmitted through the divine consciousness. "

"How long will you stay here? Has the spirit not been completely restored? " Asked the old monk.

"You think it's so easy?" Tang Ning said, looking at him and saying, "it was two robberies. If it wasn't for me that I had the strength of flying immortals, and there was a force protecting my spirit at that time, I would have nothing to do with it."

Hearing this, the old monk was stunned: "is there a force protecting your spirit? What's so powerful? How can I protect you under such circumstances? "