Tapping with your fingers?
I didn't hear it at all!
Before Bai Song could figure it out, the old host had already stood up, took out three futons from under the table in the Buddhist hall, and placed them behind him.
"Now that you're here, the three of you can rest here for a while."
Bai Song just came to say thank you and didn't want to stay long. He was about to say something when he heard the other party make a gesture of invitation and continued, "Sit down."
Seeing the other party's persistence, Bai Song looked at the two women beside him, then stepped forward and sat cross-legged.
As soon as he sat down, Bai Song held up his hands and said, "I'm disturbing you in the middle of the night to thank you for your life-saving grace."
“It’s too early for the donor to speak!”
The presiding master said something with a sigh, and I didn't know what it meant.
"It's too early to tell?"
Bai Song frowned, feeling that these words seemed to have deep meaning.
The host master did not answer, returned to his position, picked up the wooden fish, and started beating it as leisurely as before.
This time, Bai Song could see clearly that the master was really tapping with his own fingers.
That voice didn't resemble a human body at all, but more like a piece of dead wood without emotion.
Bai Song was surprised by the master's finger, when Qing'er on the side suddenly pulled Bai Song's sleeve.
"Mr. Bai!"
"Um?"
"listen!"
Qing'er's eyes were a little nervous.
Bai Song felt a little strange, so he no longer paid attention to the master's hands, but carefully paid attention to the movements other than the wooden fish.
Soon, Bai Song made a discovery.
It was that chirping voice again, the same as the one heard in the room just now.
Previously, the sound was forgotten because of the appearance of Fire Phoenix. It was obvious that this sound was not caused by Fire Phoenix and White Bee.
Now, the chirping sounds were closer, as if they were surrounded by a group of things. Listening to those sounds gave me goosebumps.
The white bee was more alert, seemed to be aware of the danger, stood up suddenly, and looked around vigilantly.
At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed out from behind the Buddha statue!
White Bee almost made a move!
A young novice monk came in in a panic: "Master, there are many snakes in the courtyard, and my junior brother was bitten by a snake!"
While they were talking, two young novices dragged an unconscious young novice in, and the barking of the old dog got closer and closer.
"Snake?" Bai Lai stood up suddenly. He had thought that the chirping sound was like a group of snakes crawling in the grass, but he didn't expect it to be a snake.
"Master, look quickly, my junior brother is dying!"
Several young novice monks were in a panic, but the master in charge didn't seem to hear it and continued to beat the wooden fish, unmoved.
Bai Song was shocked: "Why is the snake venom so powerful? It won't work in just a few seconds? Show me quickly!"
Bai Song walked up to the little novice monk and saw that the unconscious little novice monk's face was black and blue, there were two small bite marks on his calf, and one leg was swollen into a bucket.
Bai Song's face changed greatly: "Get the knife quickly! The meat must be washed immediately, otherwise the person can be saved, but the legs cannot be saved either."
The little novice monk didn't dare to believe Bai Song's words and looked at the master anxiously: "Master!"
“Do as the benefactor says.”
The young novice then went to the drawer of the wooden table under the Buddhist hall and took out a shaving knife.
"Hot!" Bai Song said in a deep voice.
While the little novice was heating the knife, Bai Song took out the silver needle and quickly inserted it into the poisoned little novice's body.
Bai Feng happened to be carrying Fire Phoenix's treasure medicine box with him. He hurriedly took it out, found some herbs from it, and told Bai Feng: "Pound it into mud."
The little novice monk heated the knife and handed it to Bai Song. Without thinking, Bai Song stabbed the calf directly, cutting a long incision that was deep enough to show the bone.
Immediately, a stream of foul-smelling black blood flowed out.
"Go get water quickly."
The little novice monk hurriedly went to the backyard to fetch water, but as soon as he disappeared behind the Buddha statue, he came back in a flash, crying: "There are snakes outside, I...I dare not go..."
Bai Song frowned. There was no room for any delay at this moment, otherwise the young monk's life would be in danger.
Bai Song lost his knife and volunteered: "I'll do it."
But when Bai Song ran to the backyard, he realized why the little novice was so frightened that he cried.
Be good!
The number of snakes in the backyard is simply...indescribable!
The old dogs were forced into the Buddhist hall and were too frightened to speak.
Everywhere you can put your foot down is full of black shadows writhing. There are probably hundreds or even thousands of them just visible to the naked eye. There are also places farther away that can't be seen, and I don't know how many there are.
Bai Song's whole body was numb, his legs were weak, and he almost fell to the ground.
How can this be?
Why did so many snakes come in such a short time?
Moreover, these snakes are colorful and come in all kinds of snakes, and all of them are extremely venomous!
The water tank was less than five meters away from the entrance of the courtyard, but Bai Song couldn't stretch out his feet at all. The snakes in front of him all raised their necks and stared at Bai Song. It seemed that as long as he dared to step out of the temple, they would kill him. Will launch an attack.
"It's over!" Bai Song's scalp was numb and he didn't dare to move.
When I was at a loss, a deeper and more powerful wooden fish sound suddenly came from inside the Buddhist hall...
"clatter……"
The sound wave of this sound was extremely long, making Bai Song's head buzz, and he felt like the world was spinning. He quickly held his hands on the door frame to avoid falling.
When Bai Song stood still and looked at the snakes in the courtyard, he seemed to be stimulated by the sound of the wooden fish. The hundreds of venomous snakes in front of him all backed away in fear and disappeared into the darkness in an instant.
Bai Song didn't have time to think, so he quickly took advantage of the retreat of the snakes and walked directly into the Buddhist hall with the water tank in his arms.
There was not much water in the water tank, but Bai Song's strength was still good. When he arrived at the Buddhist hall, he was panting from exhaustion. Before he could even catch his breath, someone brought the unconscious little monk over, washed his wounds directly with water, and kept squeezing them. Squeeze out as much poisonous blood as possible.
This continued for half a quarter of an hour, and red blood finally flowed out of the wound. Bai Song wiped his sweat and signaled that it was OK, then sutured the wound with needle and thread, and finally applied medicine and bandaged it. All the processes were completed at one go, and the little novice monk saw it. His eyes were full of adoration.
"Thank you...thank you donor for the rescue..."
Several young novices bowed to each other again and again, looking very cute.
Bai Song was in no mood to relax. The snakes outside were too unbelievable. How could so many snakes come in for no reason?
"Master, what on earth is going on?"
The sound of wooden fish suddenly stopped, and the host stood up in silence.
The snakes outside were suddenly no longer hindered by the sound of the wooden fish, and instantly poured into the Buddhist hall like a tide. From the darkness cast by the candlelight in the Buddhist hall, they poked their heads out of the darkness little by little.
Bai Song was so frightened that he was sweating all over his body. Is the emotional master knocking on the wooden fish to influence these snakes? !
Bai Song was most afraid of this thing. He wondered why the master wanted to stop. He wished he could pick up the wooden fish and knock it on his own.
However, the host master suddenly turned around, with a serious expression on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Dignified guests are coming, donors, please be careful."
Following the host's words, the main door of the temple was blown open by a gust of wind...
