Chapter 269 Fly

"Abbott!"

"Abbott!"

The monk behind the bronze statue of Zen Master Ba Ku shouted repeatedly.

Zen Master Ba Ku, who was originally as high as a mountain in their hearts, suddenly became a shining bronze statue.

The bronze statue is so lifelike that even the eyebrows and beard of Zen Master Ba Ku can be seen one by one, and even the cassock on his body has turned into copper.

Martial arts? witchcraft?

No matter what, he is a strong man that they cannot defeat!

what to do?

what to do?

Guangfa and Guanghui are the only two living Buddhas left in the Golden Buddha Temple. They looked at each other and saw despair in each other's eyes.

This is even more desperate than when Huang Tiandao kicked him out of Jizhou and Yanzhou before!

The lamp-burning Buddha appeared behind Guangfa and then disappeared. At this moment, all his thoughts were extinguished.

The ship was gone, and so was the hope of going to sea.

The abbot, Zen Master Ba Ku, is gone, and the big tree they backed is gone.

What should they do?

It’s really confusing!

"Ahem..." Guang Hui stood calmly in front of Guangfa and said: "Suddenly something happened to Master's technique and he turned into a golden Buddha. We need to take Master back. What does Master Shi want to do? Please It’s up to you.”

"Oh?" Shi Feizhe looked at the bald donkey in front of him, a little surprised.

I didn't expect that this bald donkey could think so fast and be so sensible.

What kind of unexpected skill is it? It's just an excuse to be like a donkey on the slope!

"I took both the ship and the people away!" Shi Feizhe said.

"Whatever Master Shi wants to do, do it! Something happened to Master's technique, so we have to leave first!" Guang Hui said.

After that, he carried the bronze statue of Zen Master Ba Ku, suppressed the monks Qi Hai and Zhou Tian with his eyes, took Guang Fa's hand, and said, "Let's go!"

"Junior brother!" Guangfa looked at Guanghui and said.

He saw Guang Hui carrying Shi Feizhe on her back and facing him, showing an expression that he couldn't understand.

Crying, laughing, sad and happy.

"Let's go!" Guang Hui said to Guang Fa again.

Guangfa also figured it out. If he doesn’t leave, he won’t be able to leave.

To live is to have everything.

So he and Guang Hui walked back to the temple. As the two of them took the lead, the other monks followed them.

Shi Feizhe deliberately let them go, and it would not be troublesome to kill them.

However, the Reform Committee is still unable to liberate Qingzhou and rashly kills these two real warriors. After he leaves, the order in the city will inevitably be in chaos.

Without real warriors to suppress them, the Zhou Tian warriors in the city would have beaten them to death for the rights in the city, causing civilian casualties in vain.

Even bad order is better than no order at all.

Ignoring these bald donkeys, Shi Feizhe asked the craftsmen to call their families and then board the boat together.

The craftsman ran home, and his family members arrived one after another. After counting the number, they made sure that no one was missing. It was already midnight.

The original plan to go down the river from the shipyard to the sea, and then go south from the sea to Yangzhou was forced to change.

He's going to change his approach.

So, Shi Feizhe asked them all to go to the cabin below the deck, and told them to pay attention to safety and stay away from the portholes, because they would be flying soon.

fly?

"Mom, what is flying?"

A dirty child in the cabin yawned and hugged his mother and said.

"I don't know either, boss, do you know?" My mother is a shipbuilder's family member, and she doesn't know what flying means.

She and her son were sleeping when they were woken up by the head of the house who suddenly came back and said he wanted to board a ship to Yangzhou.

The mother and son had not seen the head of the family for a long time. When he suddenly came back in the middle of the night, he wanted to call them to Yangzhou.

I just packed up briefly, took some clothes and dry food, and set off to the dock and boarded the ship.

They arranged with the boss to a place near the porthole.

"Fly, it's us in the sky!" said the master.

"Heaven?" After hearing that it was in heaven, the child immediately became energetic and asked, "Are we going to heaven?"

"It's a strong man with good intentions who will lead us to fly." The leader was among the crowd just now and saw that the mighty Buddhas of the Golden Buddha Temple were vulnerable to a single blow in the hands of a strong man.

Including Zen Master Ba Ku, whom he could only see in a shadow at the Buddha's birthday ceremony, also turned into a golden statue in the hands of a strong man.

"Dad, that person is..." The child was about to say something when he felt a tremor around him. The whole ship began to shake, and then he felt a strange feeling.

Years later, when he boarded an airplane again, he realized what it felt like to be weightless.

Then he looked through the porthole and saw the torches on the dock slowly getting smaller and darker.

"Fly! Let's fly!" he said loudly.

Following his words, the people in the cabin also felt the ship under their feet fly up.

"Oh my God! Such a big ship can fly!"

"Is this the strong man?"

"It's incredible!"

"We met good people today."

"Are we just going to fly to Yangzhou like this?"

They rushed to look at the portholes, exclaiming in admiration and emotion.

There is actually such a strong person who is willing to take them flying.

The night sky is not all dark and nothing can be seen.

Through the porthole, the child can see the big moon, which emits bright moonlight. The moonlight is reflected on the clouds in the sky, emitting dim light.

This light can vaguely see the outline of clouds in the darkness.

Sometimes, those clouds were even right next to them, giving him a dreamlike, unreal feeling.

As if he was dreaming.

Then he really dreamed. Because as he watched, his excitement passed, his eyelids began to fight, and he fell asleep unconsciously.

In his dream, he dreamed that he was a big bird, flying freely in the sky.

Drilling in and out of the white clouds, carefree.

When he woke up again, he saw a dazzling light coming out of the porthole, and it turned out to be dawn.

The sun came out.

The sun's light is golden!

This is his most direct feeling!

The sun's light is different from the moon's. The sun dispels the darkness, and the clouds that could only be seen in outline in the darkness turn white, as white as cotton.

They are layered and in various shapes, and they all emit golden light under the sunlight.

The ship under their feet seemed to be walking on a golden mountain.

The child was shocked by this scene he had never seen before.

What shocked him even more was that when he looked down, he saw the mountains and rivers, which seemed to be made of clay toys.

Even the cities were just square boxes, with a few black roads extending outward.

Is this the perspective from the sky?

The child was speechless.

Not to mention that he was speechless, even the other people in the cabin, who lived at the bottom of the world, had never seen such a scene.

In the past, those who flew in the sky were warriors, and people like them, how could they fly!

I can't even dream of such a scene!

Only by flying in the sky can you feel the shock!