It was a string of Buddhist beads that Fakong gave back after receiving the gift, which is nothing special.
After he received it, he was quite disappointed.
Because this string of Buddhist beads really doesn't look like something precious, it's dull and plain.
It looks like Buddhist beads that can be seen everywhere in small stalls, made by a random carpenter, and made of unusual materials.
However, because it was a gift from Fakong, its worth is of course not bad, and it has already reached the level of preciousness.
He wore it on his hand in order to show his respect for Fakong.
Its existence has long been ignored.
It doesn't sink like other beads, especially the beads carved from sandalwood, which are as light as nothing.
In addition, there is no precious air, so it is easy to ignore.
Unexpectedly, this time it was actually saved by it.
He resisted the itching in his throat and heart, and stared intently at the string of Buddhist beads to see what is so mysterious about it.
This can easily divert your attention.
In the end, he found that this string of Buddhist beads had become oily, as if it had been held in his hand for a long time, and it already had a sense of oil, and it had a precious texture, showing the vicissitudes of time.
It is still pouring in a warm breath, making Xiao Cong's future bleak, it is like falling from the clouds to the soil.
Xiao Congyun pointed to the window, and passed two long needles over, "They got out from under here, shot two needles, and then fled."
The two young guards stared at the two slender needles, their expressions slightly changed.
When they saw the needle, they knew it was highly poisonous.
So he raised his head and looked at Xiao Congyun again, and saw that Xiao Congyun's face was ruddy, and it didn't look like he was injured, let alone poisoned.
Xiao Congyun shook his head, "Go and check."
"Yes." The two clasped their fists together, took a needle each, turned and left.
After a while, there was the sound of footsteps, and Hu Houming strode forward surrounded by several guards.
Eight guards filled the small courtyard and then divided it into two floors. The four of them floated up to the wall and glanced around.
The other four occupied the four corners of the yard.
Xiao Congyun cupped his fists and saluted from the window.
Hu Houming waved his hand, opened the door and entered the room, and came to Xiao Congyun's side. Seeing that his face was fine, and he didn't look like he was injured by poisoning, he let out a long sigh of relief, "Sir, you"
He was wearing a middle coat, obviously he had just gotten up from the bed, and rushed over before he had time to change his clothes.
"My lord, I almost said goodbye forever." Xiao Congyun came up to meet him, cupped his fists and smiled wryly, "This time is too dangerous."
"What's going on?" Hu Houming looked at it in surprise, and when he took it, he immediately felt the warm breath penetrate into his heart, and he couldn't help but feel refreshed.
All the anxiety and exhaustion seemed to disappear at once, the body completely relaxed, and fell into a kind of slightly drunk and slightly crisp beauty.
Xiao Congyun looked at him with a smile.
After a while, Hu Houming handed back the beads and said with emotion, "It is indeed a gift from the master."
"At first I thought it was an ordinary thing, but it was so rough that the prince couldn't handle it." Xiao Congyun didn't reach out to take it, but shook his head and said, "I never expected it to be a life-saving thing."
"Huh?" Hu Houming suddenly widened his eyes.
He lifted the Buddhist bead, brought it close to his eyes, his face became ugly, and handed it to Xiao Congyun.
Xiao Congyun also noticed something strange.
He took it over and looked at it carefully.
These beads began to crack.
A series of cracks began to slowly climb up the beads, more and more, and finally broke into pieces with a crisp "snap".
Xiao Congyun smiled helplessly.
"Master is really stingy." Hu Houming snorted.
Obviously, this is a one-time treasure.
After saving people, the beads will be shattered.
One string of beads, one life.
Xiao Congyun smiled and said, "My lord, this is already a great kindness."
"It seems that the master has seen your calamity a long time ago." Hu Houming shook his head.
He thinks back now, Fa Kongwei was completely disliked by his father and thrown into a corner without thinking about it.
In this way, I will never turn over.
Thinking of this, his heart became cold, and he secretly cursed viciously.
Xiao Congyun paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, muttering to himself, "My lord, otherwise, I'll pretend to be serious."??, make a bait and see how many fish you can catch. "
Hu Houming frowned in thought.
He finally shook his head, "Forget it, it's still safe and sound, so as not to cause any trouble."
Now my most important task is to lie down, reduce my movements, and reduce my father's anger, so as not to provoke more severe suppression.
At this time, if you can calm down and calm down, and keep your face, doing anything at this time is wrong.
Xiao Congyun clasped his fists solemnly, "Yes."
He was quite relieved that the prince had completely regained his sobriety this time, and returned to his calm and steady behavior.
He turned his head to look in the direction of Shenjing, and said with emotion, "It seems that I will visit the master again, and thank him for saving his life."
"That's true." Hu Houming nodded, "It's too merciless to say thank you for such a great kindness."
"Then I will leave tomorrow." Xiao Congyun said.
"Okay." Hu Houming nodded¡ª¡ª
At this time, Fakong was sitting on the bed in the outer courtyard of King Kong Temple, the window was open, a round of bright moon was hanging in the sky, and the moonlight fell on the bed through the window, covering him.
He had a stone room in front of him, and on the walls of the stone room were pictures of antique paintings.
Each painting depicts a man meditating. There are two lines drawn on the man's body, one solid and the other imaginary. There are four mantras written beside the man.
On the top of each painting are written the four characters Xuankong Miaojue.
Fakong slowly took off the twelve paintings and disappeared into his sleeves one by one, as did the antiques on the shelf in the stone room one by one.
In a flash, he returned to the bed, closed his eyes and began to meditate.
Three days later in the evening, when the sun was setting, Lin Feiyang and Zhu Ni appeared together in the abbot's courtyard in the outer courtyard of King Kong Temple.
After listening to their reports, Fakong nodded in satisfaction, and then waved his hand, and twelve mysterious formulas appeared, suspended around Lin Feiyang.