I gritted my teeth and hurriedly accelerated the speed of copying the scriptures, and there was almost an afterimage in my hand.
When I was in junior high school, I probably didn’t copy answers as fast as I do now.
Presumably, when I stopped, I would have to pump my hands for a while.
That’s why I didn’t dare to stop, not at all.
Da da da
The sound of footsteps kept coming, clear and startling in the dead silence.
As the sound got closer I was sure it was a woman's footsteps!
At this time, the last few words of the middle verse were finally completed as I raised my hand.
I didn’t hesitate, turned the page, put down the pen and started copying the next verse!
boom!
I had just written a few words when a strange wind came from outside and made the door clang in an instant.
The wind was not weak at all, even if it was blocked by the door bolt, it still swayed several times.
I quickly turned sideways and held the door panel with my shoulders, blocking the door with all my strength.
At the same time, he continued to copy, even if the door panel shook, he still couldn't stop.
If you stop, you will lose everything.
Bang!...Bang! Whoops! !
Strange winds came one after another, causing the door panels to sway.
I could feel the strong force of this strange wind even when I put my shoulder against the door panel.
If the door bolt had been replaced with a thinner one, 80% of the door would have been blown open now.
A little wind blew in through the crack in the door, and my face could clearly feel cold and painful like a knife.
It is obvious that the upper and middle scriptures that have been copied still play some role.
Otherwise, how could I possibly be able to stop it by myself?
After the strange wind blew a few more times, it suddenly stopped.
I took the opportunity to speed up the copying
Just as the door closed, the windows of the main hall suddenly shook violently, as if someone was beating on the windows outside.
Bang Bang Bang... Bang Bang...
Isn’t it time to attack the windows instead of attacking the door?
But it was of little use. Although the window shook violently, it didn't look like it was broken. Master Liaoguo's scriptures were not written in vain.
The window fluctuated for a while and then stopped moving, then turned to the window on the other side.
Bang-dang-dang... Bang-dang...
The window on the other side also stopped after a few moments.
Just when I thought she was looking for another entrance.
Poof! , bang!
A sudden force that shook the entire hall came from the two door panels.
I was knocked out at that time,
Red ink spilled all over the floor, and the lower piece of paper was soaked with ink, making the writing blurry.
I don't care about my numb shoulders,
The door panel was still shaking, as if there were more than a dozen people pushing the door open together outside.
boom! boom!
The gap between the two door panels became larger each time, and the door bolt that locked the door also cracked under the huge force.
Crunch...crunch...wooden thorns exploded from the cracks.
I rushed over and continued to hold the door with my unconscious shoulders, my body shaking from the force.
With the other hand, he picked up the brush and dipped it into the remaining cinnabar ink on the ground.
Although the lower part of the verses can no longer be clearly seen, there are only a few sentences left to finish. I still remember those few sentences, which also appear in the upper part of the verses.
Just blocking the door and copying at the same time.
Because his body was shaking from the collision, the verses behind him were like flying dragons and phoenixes, and he could probably tell that they were words.
Boom...boom...
There was a knock on the door. It seemed like someone was knocking on the door now, but there was still a knock on the door that stood out.
Goosebumps broke out all over my body. This knock on the door also appeared at the beginning of the death tribulation.
Her voice was not serious, and she knew her priorities well, but you could hear her impatience.
She is coming!
And at this moment, the brush in my hand sketched a fluttering stroke
The lower part of the scriptures has been copied!
I felt relieved, but my shoulders couldn't hold it anymore, and I fell to the ground with this force.
Each time he hit the door, he was almost given a sledgehammer massage on his shoulders.
I really want to just lie on the ground and have a good rest, but that is seeking death!
The door was still clanging and shaking.
Creak...crack...crack...crack, these movements make people dare not slack off at all.
But this time I knew for sure that the gate would be fine for the time being.
I struggled up and sat down on the futon, placing the shiny wooden fish on my legs.
One hand holding a wooden hammer
Boom!
Crisp and crisp, like a jade bead falling onto a plate, an object falling into the sky!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
When I tapped the wooden fish, my mind calmed down, and my breathing rhythm followed the wooden fish subconsciously.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
As the wooden fish knocked again and again, the movement of the door became smaller, and it seemed that it was difficult to push.
In the end, the door completely returned to calm, and only the broken door bolt still remembered the danger just now.
In the dead silence, there is only the subtle crispness of this wooden fish. At this moment, I actually feel like my heart is bound to this wooden fish.
If the wooden fish is stopped, I am afraid that scripture alone cannot withstand it.
Thump...thump...dah...thump...thump...dah
Somehow there is some sound of water droplets in the knocking sound of the wooden fish, dew? Or rain?
There is no time to take care of these.
While knocking on the wooden fish, I took a look at the clock in the main hall.
It was only half past one, and there was still about an hour and a half before the end of the death tribulation.
God knows how fatal this disaster is. Just a few moments ago, it was so dangerous that I still had to spend another hour and a half.
I don’t know if these scriptures and wooden fish can survive this time.
At this moment, suddenly a figure appeared in front of the door, blocking the spread of candlelight.
No, that figure is more like passing by,
There was a slender figure chasing after him.
Only the sound of fruit sounded:
"Xie Sui, I will never let you hurt that child in the slightest!"
"How can you be allowed to act so arrogantly in this sacred place of Buddhism?"
Master Liguo's words were very powerful, but he seemed to be running away and shouting.
Then the slender figure chased after him.
I stood up holding the wooden fish, wanting to peek into the outside world
Suddenly another dark figure stood in front of the door
"Zhang Ah Si! Are you in there?".
I frowned slightly, this was Jingchu's voice.
Jingchu shouted from outside the door: "Zhang Asi, Master Liuguo told me to let you survive the tribulation here."
"But that's just a temporary measure. Just hiding inside won't make it through three o'clock."
"Master Guo just lured that thing away. Come out quickly and I will take you out of Qinglong Temple."
"When we escape, Master Liuguo will seal the gate of Qinglong Temple and temporarily bind the thing to Qinglong Temple to help you overcome the disaster."
"All the brothers in Qinglong Temple were injured by that thing. Now the only ones who can move in the courtyard are me and Master Guo. If you don't hurry up, we will all die in Qinglong Temple later."
Run away? It is better to run away than to sit and wait for death...
I didn't open the door immediately. Master Lioguo said not to trust anyone until three o'clock.
The note left by Master Guo flashed through my mind. Could the note outside the door be true?
Looking out from the crack in the door
Although it was dark outside, I still saw a strand of long hair, as dark as ink...
Jingchu should be bald.
The person standing outside the door is not Jing Chu at all!
