Chapter 38: Little Beggar's Life Experience

"Buddha of Immeasurable Life, the Bodhisattva of Discipline has lost this round. I would like to accept the bet. That little beggar will return to Yipin Hall!" The future Buddha sighed slightly.

After the future Buddha finished his speech, everything was settled. Of course, it is impossible for the future Buddha to say anything else. Lingshan Holy Land can't do it yet.

"Buddha of Infinite Life!" All the monks at the entrance of the Buddha Hall read with grief and indignation.

One thousand arhats were severely injured by the backlash of the Great Compassion Curse, Zizhu Bodhisattva was bombarded and vomited blood, and Jiedong Bodhisattva was driven crazy by Gou Chen's song. Listening to the fact that the Buddhist disciples in the Buddha Temple Square were almost wiped out, and even the intervention of the future Buddha ended up losing the little beggar.

A group of monks recited the Buddha's name in great sadness, and looked at Gu Hai and his party not far away with a trace of hatred.

However, it is impossible for the world to revolve around the Holy Land of Lingshan. Gu Hai turned his head and looked coldly at the monks, then turned to look at Long Shenwu in midair.

"King Shenwu, thank you King Shenwu for being fair this time!" Gu Hai saluted slightly.

Long Shenwu nodded with a complicated expression: "Mr. Gu has come from a long way, may you come to my house, and Shenwu sweeps the couch to welcome you!"

Long Shenwu's opening made some officials and common people in Tianmao City look curious. It is very rare for the third prince to invite people in person.

"Thank you King Shenwu for your kindness. I just returned to Yipintang and I still have a lot of business to deal with. If King Shenwu has time in the future, I will bother you again!" Gu Hai said with a smile.

City Lord Tianmao looked at Gu Hai incomprehensibly. It is a great honor for the third prince to invite you. You actually refused?

"Hahaha, that's fine, in my palace, I will always be open to Mr. Gu!" Long Shenwu said with a smile.

Gu Hai gave a slight salute.

After a brief exchange, Long Shenwu left slowly with his army.

City Lord Tianmao was left behind to watch Gu Hai with a group of city guards, but at this moment, City Lord Tianmao dared not trouble Gu Hai even if he had the guts to do so.

Although it was just a battle between Gu Hai and Jidong Bodhisattva before, anyone with a little brain can see that this has risen to a small confrontation between Dagan Celestial Dynasty and Lingshan Holy Land. At this time, if you want to trouble Gu Hai again, you don't need to express your opinion, a large group of officials will jump out and participate in their own book. Besides, the surrounding people are very grateful to Gu Hai, no matter how resentful he is, he can't be an enemy of the people.

"Alright, it's time for us to go back!" Gu Hai said.

"Xiao Ming, follow me! From now on, we will never come back!" Gou Chen shouted.

"Ah, ah, ah...!" The little beggar opened his mouth, unable to speak, and kept making gestures with his hands.

Gu Hai showed a trace of doubt.

"Master, Xiao Ming said that he wants to say goodbye to his parents, grandparents!" Gou Chen said.

Gu Hai: ".........!"

Can this also be translated?

"Alright!" Gu Hai nodded.

Guided by Zheng Faming, Feizhou slowly left the square of Tingfo Hall.

Feizhou left, and the monks bit their lips with hatred on their faces. The surrounding people saluted the ancient sea flying boat.

At least, Buddhist cultivators are extremely grateful for Gu Hai's Great Compassion Mantra just now. Besides, the common people have awakened and stopped worshiping the Holy Land of Lingshan.

"The hall master of this grade is really powerful. Do you know Gu Hai?"

"Yipintang, it was under the leadership of Princess Xiaoyue that it became famous in the past. After Princess Xiaoyue died, I thought Yipintang was gone. Unexpectedly, there is another ancient hall master!"

"What a powerful Hallmaster Gu, who knows about Hallmaster Gu's past?"

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The people began to inquire curiously.

In a restaurant in the distance, there is also a group of people standing at the moment, staring at Feizhou to leave.

The first one, if Gu Hai sees it, he will definitely recognize it at a glance, it is Jura Fengtong from Wanshou Taoism. In Yinyue City, he used "Great Fierce Bird Killing Formation" to attack Yinyue Mountain Villa, and was later broken by Gu Hai's "Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix". Before being investigated, Xuan En of Wanshou Taoism took him away.

At this moment, Mr. Feng Tong was standing on the stool, and a group of people stood respectfully behind him, all staring at the flying boat that Gu Hai left.

"Is that the little beggar?" A trace of longing flashed in Feng Tong's eyes.

"Yes, Master, that's him. You saw it just now, the Dao Devourer. We found it with great pains, and the disciple had to go through a lot of twists and turns to get to where we are today. Unexpectedly, the Holy Land of Lingshan snatched the opportunity, but, it's okay, just now it was taken away by the person from Yipintang, that person...!" A man with a black birthmark on his face frowned.

"That man, Gu Hai? Hmph, I want to kill him too!" Feng Tong said coldly.

"But, Master, now that little beggar's physique has been exposed, the Great Master knows it, and the future Buddha knows it. Do we need to snatch it again?" The birthmark man frowned.

"Duo, I must. Do you know how long I have been waiting for this day? My soul can only be entrusted to the Dao-phagating body. Jura, Jura, I hate Jura. Because of Jura, Wan'er won't look at me more. Despite my super talent, I don't even look at me. I found it. Dao-phagating body, he is here. You want me to give up?" Feng Tong looked at the birthmark man with cold eyes.

"No, dare not, master forgive me!" the man with the birthmark panicked.

"Hmph, just find this Dao Devouring Body, look at its features, it will be considered handsome when it grows up, it's him, find a chance, let me seize the body!" Feng Tong said coldly.

"Then, the master once said that time is more sensitive recently, let us keep our own place and let me...!" the birthmark man whispered.

However, as he talked, the man with the birthmark stopped talking, because Feng Tong looked in his eyes as if he wanted to kill the man with the birthmark.

"Yes, Master, I listen to you!" the man with the birthmark said with an ugly face.

"Hmph!" Feng Tong snorted coldly.

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Three hours later.

Tianmao City is an extremely deserted place, like a large garbage dump, next to the garbage dump, there is a small hut.

Outside the hut, there are four small tombs, without tombstones, very desolate.

The little beggar kept kowtowing to the four tombs.

Gu Hai and the others stood outside the tomb with hands behind their backs, waiting for them.

Ao Shun stood aside, at this moment, Lin Shizi flew over.

"Prince, Gu Hall Master, we have found out!" The Dragon Clan's Shizi Lin said respectfully.

"Oh?" Ao Shun looked at him.

"Just now we sent someone to investigate, and we found out. This little beggar is twelve years old, and he is considered rough. When he was just born, his mother died of dystocia. On the way back, his father met a group of robbers and was killed. It was his grandparents who brought him up! The little beggar used to be considered very wealthy, but he was only moved to this garbage area when he was born!" Lin Shizi explained.

"Oh? The family is considered rich?" Gu Hai asked with a hint of doubt.

"Yes, after his father and mother died, his grandfather didn't do any funerals. He simply buried his parents, and then he brought him to live here. All his wealth suddenly met with some robbers, and everything was stolen. When the little beggar was ten years old, his grandmother also died of illness. Last year, his grandfather also died of illness! Then he was helpless, wandering around, begging for a living in the streets and alleys!" Shizi Lin explained.

"Died one after another? They all died of illness? To be able to have a wealthy family in Tianmao City, they should all have a certain level of cultivation. Died of illness?" Gu Hai frowned.

"Some people say that it was the little beggars who were too tough to kill them!" Shizi Lin explained.

"Body devouring doesn't mean bad luck?" Ao Shun frowned.

"Master, the little beggar's house has been searched, and there is nothing unusual!" Mu Chenfeng stepped forward and explained.

Gu Hai frowned and looked at the four graves.

"Open the coffin for autopsy!" Gu Hai said in a deep voice.

"But, it's been a long time!" Ao Shun was slightly taken aback.

"I always feel very strange, how can there be such a coincidence?" Gu Hai said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" All the first-grade disciples responded.

"Ah ah ah ah ah…………!"

The little beggar who was kneeling in front of the grave immediately stopped the disciples of the First Grade Hall to prevent them from destroying the grave.

"Xiao Ming, come with me, remove their graves, and give them better coffins! Rebury them with us?" Gou Chen persuaded.

The little beggar was silent for a while, then nodded.

Immediately, a group of first-class disciples began to dig the grave, and a coffin that was about to rot was dug out. Open slowly.

"There are only bones left here. It has been decayed for more than ten years. It should belong to the little beggar's father?" Ao Shun frowned and looked at the bones.

"Ahh...!"

The little beggar kowtowed to the coffin, making 'ahah' noises, as if he was talking to the bones.

"Your father's?" Gu Hai asked.

The little beggar nodded.

"Prince, is the bone holding a precious orb? In his family, it should be very precious!" Lin Shizi frowned.

"The little beggar's father met a robber? Killed his father, but didn't snatch the orb in his hand?" Gu Hai narrowed his eyes.

Carefully place the bones into the new coffin. Then quickly opened the other three tombs.

"This belongs to the little beggar's mother, hall master. Look, there is a knife mark on her neck and white bones. She was killed? Didn't she die of dystocia?" Mu Chenfeng's expression changed.

"This is from the little beggar's grandma. The bones below her neck have turned black, and there are some rotten flesh, which has also turned black. She died from poisoning, wasn't she sick?" Lin Shizi's expression changed.

"The little beggar's grandfather also died of poisoning. He still held a silk cloth in his hand. Quickly, take it out and have a look. Hall Master, there are words. There are words on this silk cloth!" Mu Chenfeng said in surprise.

The silk cloth was unfolded, and a line of small characters was written on it: "Let my grandson go! I beg you!"

Spare my grandson! Please?

When everyone saw the silk cloth, they all felt cold and fell silent for a while.

"Fuck it, someone is trying to harm Xiao Ming, killing his whole family!" Gou Chen roared suddenly.

ps: I went to another place today, the update is not stable, and the second is more likely to be later.