Before Liu Dajin put his feet into the stirrups, the big green horse had already sprung out as if its hoofs had springs.
"In order for me to carry you, you really spared no effort."
People are not as good as horses. If the horse's hair is shaken vigorously, the rainwater will be shaken off.
??But people wear wet clothes, but they have to keep them on. During the fight just now, he didn't feel cold even when he was shirtless. Now he was riding a horse and the wind was blowing. Liu Dajin's body like an ox was shivering on the horse.
After crossing this flatter road, the slope begins again.
The big green horse is still trotting and does not show any signs of fatigue.
You can feel that he is trying to control the rhythm of his hoofs and keep his body from shaking. In this way, Liu Dajin can ride more comfortably.
That¡¯s what a good horse is, it knows its owner¡¯s current physical condition. He knew Liu Dajin was shivering, so he deliberately raised his head and bristled his mane to resist the wind as much as possible for him.
Liu Dajin also gently loosened the horse's bit and simply left the overall situation to the big green horse himself, allowing it to control its physical strength, speed and direction.
In fact, no one is really insensible to pain, and no one is born indestructible. It¡¯s just that some people are more hypocritical and some people are stronger.
Liu Dajin is obviously the latter, but at this moment, under the blowing of the cold wind, the wounds on his body are suffering from the double pain of swelling and scratching.
He also knew that the old lama in front of him was definitely difficult to deal with. With his injured body, he would most likely never return.
But he gritted his teeth and never thought about the outcome.
Just like the night when his parents were drowned by a mudslide, he didn't want to cry, but he looked down on the villagers crying. If crying is useful, then all the dead can live. If I can't give my parents dignity, I might give them at least the dignity they deserve after death.
He could not guarantee that the Dharma bell cherished by the living Buddha would be taken back, but he had to do it and try his best.
Because this is all he, "Guba," can do for those who treat him well.
The big green horse finally climbed to the highest point in the valley. It was swooping down in front, and the mountain pass several miles away was clearly visible in the distance.
Liu Dajin tightened the reins again and shouted: "Old man, as long as you are one step ahead of the mountain pass, I will drag you back."
After saying that, he pinched the horse's belly with his legs, and the big green horse began to run wildly like the wind.
The rabbits and pheasants in the valley were startled to run away one after another, and the old fallen leaves were crushed and thrown up by the horses' hooves. They were getting closer and closer to the valley mouth, but there was still no one in sight.
Liu Dajin was a little disappointed and a little anxious. Could it be that this old guy ran so fast and had already left the valley?
Just when he was having random suspicions, a vine suddenly hung up on the road in the ravine for no reason.
Although the big green horse had already started to retreat at the moment of seeing it, it was still too late in the end. The front horse's legs still hit the vines violently, and the horse's body fell hard. Liu Dajin, who was on horseback, could not escape the somersault. He tried his best to pull his feet out of the stirrups. The moment the horse fell down, he was thrown more than ten feet away.
"Thanks to the thick fallen leaves in this valley, he rolled a little when he fell, so he didn't lose his face.
But the big green horse was in terrible condition. The horse's chest was cut by vines with a big gash, and the blood was not stopping. The horse's knees were also scratched, and the front legs were shaking unnaturally
Liu Dajin was lying on the ground. Before he could take a breath, he heard a buzzing sound and a huge stone hit him hard from behind the bushes.
"You are a reckless thing, as difficult as a Tibetan dog. I will bury your dog body here today!"
From the bushes, the old lama flashed out with murderous intent.
In order to avoid the boulder, Liu Dajin rolled forward two meters on the ground and escaped.
He stood up, looked at the old lama and said sternly: "What's wrong with the Tibetan dogs? Tibetan dogs can also eat you, old fox. Bring the things, otherwise you will never leave here."
The old lama looked at Liu Dajin with a kitchen knife on his left waist and a whisk on his right waist. He frowned and said, "Youyou killed my disciple?"
Liu Dajin took out the whisk and said seriously: "It's not that I want to kill him, it's that he insists on dying. So, take the whisk away, leave a thought, and return the bell to me. Say in the direction of my Niden Temple Sorry, I let you go!"
"Should I write another 2,000-word examination?" the old lama shouted angrily: "Give my disciple his life!"
After the old guy finished speaking, he suddenly started up, and his body swayed as fast as lightning.Purple light and shadow crashed into Liu Dajin's body.
The speed is so fast that it¡¯s overwhelming.
Liu Dajin was suddenly knocked out. When he opened his mouth, bloodshot eyes appeared at the corners of his mouth.
Although the lama succeeded, he turned around and stood up. He couldn't help but twist his painful neck, and groaned: "The skin is rough and the flesh is thick, as strong as a somersault cow. And he is also a pure yang body. You kid can practice It must be the Wrathful Sect."
This is the first time Liu Dajin heard about the Wrathful Sect in the human world.
Because in the past practice, the living Buddha has always said that he practices the method of surrender. In fact, the Wrathful Sect is another name for the Subduing Method, but the Subduing Method does not entirely represent the Wrathful Sect. The old Living Buddha knew that he had an upright temperament, and was afraid that just cultivating the wrathful aspect would lead to uncontrollable anger and eventually go astray. Therefore, when teaching, he deliberately added Buddhist rituals to correct his mind.
"I just didn't expect that this old guy would know the details of Liu Dajin after just one move.
"Let me tell you, although the Wrathful Sect is fierce, I have practiced the Three Parts of the Golden Bell since I was a child. Except for Yamantaka, I am not afraid at all. Haha, if you have the ability, come and do it!"
Liu Dajin didn't know what the Wrathful Sect was or what the Three Golden Bells were about. He only knew that he was at a disadvantage, so he flew the kitchen knife from his waist towards the old man, and then repeated his old trick, the Horror Curse. Then he pointed directly at the heart of the old lama.
The old lama chuckled, tilted his head, turned his body sideways, and silently recited a mantra. In an instant, the golden light protecting his body easily caught Liu Dajin's terrifying mantra. At the same time, he suddenly took out the big white jade bowl from his arms. With a twist of his palm, the big bowl made a "buzzing" sound, like a big bell and a vat. The shock made Liu Dajin tremble all over and he fell down. land.
This time, the blood didn't seep out, but spurted out from the nostrils and mouth.
"Chirp!"
At the critical moment, the injured big green horse behind the two men suddenly let out a mournful and high-pitched scream, raised its body high, and hit the old lama's back angrily and unexpectedly with its two front hooves.
The old man let out a sigh of relief, and the halo around him suddenly weakened a lot! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com