The old tables and chairs, a few volumes of scriptures, everything is still familiar.

He got up and walked to the window and opened it. It was already bright. There was a long gap among the dark clouds in the sky, like a big gap in the curtain. Several rays of light came out of it and fell on it.

On the ground.

His eyes passed through the thick clouds and saw the red sun. The light it emitted fell on Wu Sheng's body in an instant, making it warm and very comfortable.

There is a bright sun in my heart, even if the sky is full of wind and rain, it doesn't matter.

In a dream, Wusheng realizes that his state of mind is somewhat different.

"Could it be a dream this time?" Wu Shengxin said.

Chirping, a few birds flew by.

Wu Sheng left the Zen room and walked towards Monk Kong Kong's Zen room. He walked to the door and listened carefully, but there was no movement inside.

Strange, why is there no sound of breathing?

Wu Sheng was very confused. In the past, when he came outside Monk Kong's meditation room, with his current cultivation level, he could clearly hear Monk Kong's breathing, snoring, and drooling. Now, there was no movement at all.

No.

Is it because no one is inside?

After thinking about it, Wu Sheng gently opened a crack in the window and looked inside through the crack.

His body froze for a moment, then he immediately turned around and pushed the door open.

In the Zen room, Monk Kong was sitting on his bed, with blood flowing out of the corners of his mouth, nostrils, ears, and eyes, and bleeding from his seven orifices. It was exactly the same as what Wu Sheng had dreamed about in his dream.

On the bed, monk Kong was surrounded by a strange spell. It was probably this spell that blocked out the outside world, so that Wu Sheng could not feel his breath outside.

"Could this still be a dream?"

Wu Sheng took a step to Monk Kong's side and stretched out his hand to try. Fortunately, he was still breathing.

"Master, Master?" He called twice softly, but there was no response at all.

Seeing Wu Sheng like this again, although Wu Sheng was still a little anxious, he was not as panicked as in his dream. He tried a method to penetrate Monk Kong's body, and then sat opposite Monk Kong and chanted sutras softly.

.

After a while, a burst of cold air overflowed from Monk Kong's body. The whole room suddenly became much colder.

Wu Sheng felt himself in a trance. The scene in front of him was a little distorted, but it returned to normal after a moment.

Monk Kong's aura gradually became normal. It was not as breathless as before.

After about the time of a stick of incense, Monk Kong moved his body slightly and slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were slightly dull, looking at Wu Sheng sitting in front of him.

"Master? You're awake."

"Wu Sheng? Why did you come here?" Monk Kong said weakly.

"Sorry, I didn't sleep well last night." Wu Sheng was stunned when he heard this, and then said with a smile.

"Master, are you seriously injured?" Although he woke up, looking at Monk Kong's scary appearance, Wu Sheng was still a little worried.

"It's okay, I just had a nightmare, just lie down for a while and it will be fine." Monk Kong took a deep breath.

"I had a nightmare and my orifices were bleeding. What a terrible nightmare!" Wu Sheng thought to himself after hearing this. He also had a nightmare last night, but when he woke up, he felt refreshed. His cultivation and state of mind seemed to have improved.

.

"Master, is there something wrong with your practice?"

"Huh? Help me lie down first." Monk Kong moved his body a little, but he had no strength and had a severe headache. He couldn't even stand up.

After hearing this, Wu Sheng hurriedly helped him lie down, covered him with a quilt, and then wiped all the blood off his face.

"Master Wu Sheng is a little hungry? Go and prepare some food for me."

"Okay? What would you like to eat?"

"Stew a chicken, old hen, with less salt." Monk Kong said without thinking.

Even in this state, I still haven’t forgotten to drink chicken soup.

"Okay, just wait here." Wu Sheng wanted to say a few more words, but seeing Monk Kong's appearance, he swallowed his words as they reached his lips.

After coming out of the Zen room, Wu Sheng first went to Monk Kong Kong's Zen room. He was still a little worried about the uncle. What happened to Monk Kong Kong just now was partly fulfilled in his dream last night. He had to go see Abbot Kongkong and Wu Sheng first.

I don’t care if Senior Brother Xing is safe. As for Monk Kong’s desire to drink chicken soup, it doesn’t matter.

Even though he is so fat, he still drinks chicken soup. The key is that he has to ask Brother Wufan to make chicken soup. The chicken soup made by him is delicious.

When he arrived outside the Zen room of Abbot Kongkong, he did not rush in. Instead, he stood outside the Zen room and listened to the movement inside. He heard someone talking inside.

"Kill!" A vicious word, full of hostility and murderous intent.

Bad, the abbot is ill again. Wu Sheng thought.

Opening the door, Monk Kongkong was standing with his back to Wusheng, holding a bright long knife in his hand.

Fortunately, it's not blood color!

"Uncle?" Wu Sheng called out softly, tentatively.

After hearing the shout, Monk Kongkong slowly turned his head and looked at Wu Sheng with a pair of blood-red eyes. A faint blood energy floated out of his body and overflowed into the Zen room.

"Who are you?"

"I am Wu Sheng, Master."

Monk Kongkong narrowed his eyes slightly, thought for a moment, then raised his sword and struck Wu Sheng.

"Suffer death!"

Wu Sheng came to him in one step, removed the big knife from his hand, restrained Monk Kongkong, and then transferred the magic power into his body. During this process, Monk Kongkong was constantly struggling.

, the master and disciple broke free from Wu Sheng in the air, but were firmly suppressed by Wu Sheng's hand.

Wu Sheng recited sutras and performed Dharma at the same time.

After about a cup of tea, Monk Kongkong finally calmed down, the blood in his body disappeared, the blood in his eyes also receded, and he regained consciousness.

"Wu Sheng." Abbot Kongkong's voice was hoarse and he looked tired.

"Uncle, let me help you rest for a while." Wu Sheng helped Monk Kongkong to the bed and poured him a bowl of water.

Monk Kongkong drank some water, leaned on the bed, and slowly adjusted his breathing.

"Have you been to your master's place?"

"I've been there. Master is very good. You don't have to worry." Wu Sheng said.

"Oh, that's good, that's good." Monk Kongkong nodded after hearing this.

After staying in Monk Kongkong's Zen room for more than half an hour, Abbot Dingkong was indeed fine, so Wu Sheng dared to leave and went to Brother Wunu's Zen room. Outside his Zen room, Wu Sheng

The student heard very even breathing.

"Senior brother?" Wu Sheng called softly from outside, but there was no response from the room.

Wu Sheng gently opened the window and looked inside through the gap. He found Monk Wu Nu sitting on his bed in a meditative posture, with his whole body radiating light and his skin a light golden color.

"Senior Brother is practicing." Wu Sheng stood by the window and observed carefully for a while, and found that Monk Wu Nu's breathing was very even, and there seemed to be no sign of being possessed.

After careful consideration for a while, he felt that it was better not to rush in, so he turned back to Monk Kong Kong's Zen room.

At this time, Monk Kong was lying on the bed, breathing heavily, and his face was a little pale.

It’s so dangerous, so dangerous! He sighed.

If Wu Sheng comes a step too late, the consequences will be disastrous.

"I'm a little anxious."

With a creak, the door opened, and Wu Sheng walked in from the outside.

"Is the hen stewed?"

"Master, it seems that your injury is not serious." Wu Sheng smiled after hearing this.

Wu Sheng pulled over a chair and sat next to the master.

"I just went to Master Kongkong's Zen room. Master's illness came back again. After waking him up, I went to Brother Wunu's Zen room. Brother Wunu seemed to be practicing, but he couldn't hear my cry. Master, you

I was injured again, but why did so many things happen in just one night?" Wu Sheng stared at his master, feeling that this incident should not be a coincidence.

Monk Kong was silent for a moment after hearing this.

"The cause of these things has something to do with me."

"Master's method of entering dreams, the Great Luo Heart Sutra?"

"Yes." Monk Kong nodded and slowly told Wu Sheng the reason for the incident.

Three days ago, Monk Kong Kong felt something in his heart and felt uneasy. After thinking about it, he decided to retreat and use the method of dreaming to find out what happened. This is why Wu Sheng came back last night and saw Monk Wu Nu standing outside his meditation room.

.He was also afraid of returning from the mountain without a life.

I didn't know that he was in seclusion in the Zen room and came to find him. After all, every time Wu Sheng came back from the mountain in the middle of the night, he would always go to his Zen room. The method of entering dreams is very afraid of being disturbed by outsiders, especially this
To be continued...