Volume Three Chapter 121 Zen Heart Returns to Tibet: I Mean Qingyun(2/2)
I had no expectations for this shot.
I knew he was already a dead person and could not kill him with a gun.
But after Geersa was shot, she never took a step back, and she still surprised me a little.
He ignored me and turned to Shang Qingyun.
I was anxious, knocked the trigger and fired several shots.
With the flames at the muzzle, I was also roaring: "Stop! Stop! Stop!"
I am like an incompetent and furious child.
Until the last bullet was exhausted, I couldn't stop Gersa.
He came to Shang Qingyun, picked him up and put him in the coffin.
Then, Gersa picked up one of the Buddha statues placed around him, and Lu Yan also picked up one of them.
At the end of the coffin, there is an altar with a urn on it. So it is better to say it is a urn, but it is a small jar.
The two of them walked towards the altar where the small jar was placed, holding the Buddha statue with one hand and touching the Buddha statue's head with the other, as if they were holding some ceremony.
I saw the opportunity!
I threw away my pistol, pulled out the shovel on my waist, and ran towards the coffin like the wind.
It's almost done!
It's approaching!
It's almost there!
Qingyun!
You wait for me!
200 meters, 150 meters, 100 meters, 50 meters, 10 meters!
I was about to run to the coffin and I was able to rescue Shang Qingyun soon.
But just when I was close.
A deafening sound of bells came from all directions.
The bell made my head confused.
It's like knocking a person into a bell and then slamming the bronze bell.
Dong-dong-dong-
Every time the bell rang, I felt that every organ in my body was trembling from head to toe, like a gong hit by a copper hammer, trembling constantly.
"Cough." I lay on the ground, dizzy and couldn't stand up at all.
A new bell passed, and my stomach was rumbling, and I vomited countless filth and blood.
I felt even more uncomfortable when I vomited this mouthful of blood. Both my heart, lungs and stomach were so painful.
However, when I saw the coffin one or two meters away from me, I became more and more unwilling to accept it.
I struggled to stand up.
At this time, the bell stopped.
This moment of breathing made me feel much more relaxed.
I looked up and found that the sacrifices of Geersa and Lu Yan were not over yet.
This is an opportunity!
I endured the pain, took a few steps and came to the front of the coffin.
I'm about to succeed!
It will be rescued by Shang Qingyun soon!
I was delighted and reached out toward the lid of the coffin.
But before my finger touched the lid, it actually opened itself!
It was pushed away by someone.
From inside, the ten-year-old boy sat up.
He turned his head to look at me, his eyes like a pool of stagnant water.
The eyes are unsightly.
I subconsciously shouted out his name: "Qingyun, you--"
Before I could finish my words, there was a noise around me again.
This time, it wasn't the sound of a bell.
It is the sound of chanting scriptures.
Yes, the sound of chanting scriptures, which sounds seem to be everywhere, coming from every corner, covering the sound of chanting scriptures.
Although the sound is not as harsh as the bell, it makes people feel uncomfortable.
It’s not that it’s a shocking ear, but that it makes people feel uncomfortable from the bottom of their hearts, as if they are crawling over by ants, and itchy.
At the same time, the sound was very heavy, making people feel like sitting down and closing their eyes to rest.
This is a very contradictory state.
I feel uncomfortable if I can’t rest, and I feel very tired and don’t want to move.
I took a step back and got down the platform where the coffin was placed.
During the process, I accidentally kicked down a Buddha statue.
Chapter completed!