Chapter 1722: Grey Mouse

Several people watched Lord Thousand-Handed Buddha leave. This old man who only met with both sides was willing to sacrifice so much for them. It was really touching. No wonder Wu Jiuyin had a friendship with him. This old man is indeed very righteous. .
The thousand-handed Buddha disappeared before everyone's eyes. After he left, Hei Xiaose took a deep breath and said, "Do you think this old man can steal that thousand-year-old Tai Sui? Now Jinling Song Home is no different from Longtan Tiger’s Lair, maybe that Song Yuanqing has already set up, secretly guarding us."
"I don't think there is a problem. The Thousand Hands Buddha is very famous in our northern part of Jiangsu, but he is a well-known thief, as long as he is worried about things, we are here when he basically does not miss. Wait, it's estimated that in less than half an hour, the Thousand Hands Buddha will be able to bring things." Meng Qingshan said confidently.
"I hope everything goes well for the old man. Let's go as soon as we take the things." Ge Yu said quietly.
"I don't know if Madam Long Tian from Xingtang has come over, we must make all-out preparations. Once the Thousand-Handed Buddha is really in trouble, we can help." Li Zejian said on the side.
"Don't worry about this. Since Senior Brother Longtian has promised me, he will definitely do it. Maybe they are secretly protecting us somewhere now." Ge Yu said sternly.
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Let's say that after the Buddha of Thousand Hands left Ge Yu and the others, he swayed towards the Jinling Song family.
The old man is very fast and can't hear any movement while walking.
Not long after, Lord Thousand-Handed Buddha walked around a corner of Song's house in Jinling.
This is the backyard of the Song family in Jinling. During the day, when Ge Yu and the others entered the Song family, he had already stepped on a little bit, knowing which place was the weakest defense of the Song family in Jinling.
After reaching the corner of the wall, Buddha Qianshou showed a smile on his wrinkled face, his figure shook, and he turned over along the tall courtyard wall.
The figure resembled a huge gecko, walking on the wall without making any sound.
In the blink of an eye, Lord Thousand-Handed Buddha turned over to the back of the courtyard wall. There was a flower garden with many plants planted to hide his figure.
Although it was late at night, the yard of the Song family in Jinling was brightly lit, and although no one was patrolling around in the yard, Buddha Qianshou could feel the vigor in the compound, and the master's Qichang was surging under the current.
Among other things, Song Yuanqing was not his opponent either.
If you want to fix the thousand years of Tai Sui, you have to be unaware of it.
I think that when I and my brother were on the way to fleeing the famine, their parents gave them everything to eat and drink. In those chaotic years, it would be nice to have a stuttering. I fled all the way for a few months and haven’t reached the land of Kyoto. , The parents were hungry and cold, each had a serious illness and died, leaving them two brothers alone and helpless.
When the two brothers arrived in Kyoto, they immediately became beggars. They were begging for food. They were still hungry and full. They were both skinny and skinny. Fortunately, a Buddhist man in Kyoto took the fancy of him and accepted him as his apprentice. , The so-called Foyemen is a shameful craft, and the unpleasant ones are pickpockets and thieves.
At that time, his younger brother was arrogant and he didn't want to enter the Buddhist gate. He would rather beg than do this kind of activity.
Fortunately, I am exquisite in learning skills and make rapid progress, so it is no problem to feed the two brothers.
The younger brother of the person whose heart is higher than the sky has always been thinking of being able to go up and down, yearning for the life of an authentic practitioner, and thinking that one day, he can enter the first sect of the day.
When the lives of the two brothers stabilized, he brought his younger brother to Jurong, and knelt at the foot of the first sect in the world for three days and three nights, hoping that there would be a fairy-like figure on the mountain to accept him as an apprentice.
Huangtian pays off.
A person finally came down from the mountain and led his brother up the mountain.
From then on, my younger brother worked hard to practice and excels among all the disciples, and he also stayed far away from the land of Kyoto, rooted in the foothills, and accompanied his younger brother in practice.
My younger brother seldom goes down the mountain. Every time I go down the mountain, he will bring good news. Either his cultivation level has broken through some realm, or the master praised him again...
Whenever I see my brother smile happily, I feel very pleased.
The younger brother worked too hard and wanted to be the best in everything and to be the first in everything.
After a few decades, he did not become the head teacher, but was assigned the position of elder of the mountain gate.
But I never imagined that my younger brother would collude with that cult, and one day he would do something rebellious, and he wanted to destroy the first door that day and become the head teacher himself.
His spirit is too high, so what if he can do that? It's just a status. Elder Shanmen is also good.
In Qianshou Buddha's opinion, it would be good to be a disciple of the first sect in the world, but you should know that the two brothers almost starved to death.
People's greed is always endless. When there is no food to eat, they want to eat good food, eat good food, and want something else... Be an elder of the mountain gate, and want to be the head teacher, but the first sect in the world is only There can be a head teacher.
The younger brother failed, his accomplices abandoned him, and he was finally strangled by the first door in the world.
He deserved it, but he was still his brother.
The younger brother did something that was ashamed of the master's sect and was spurned by thousands of people, but no matter what he did, he was his own younger brother. At the beginning, he risked his death to the first sect to get back his younger brother's body. Er was beaten to death, if it wasn't for Wu Jiuyin...
The thousand-year Buddha squatting in the flower garden thought a lot in his mind, and couldn't help but blur his vision with tears.
He sniffed his nose and was a bit addicted to cigarettes, but he couldn't smoke at this moment when he was working.
Taking a deep breath, Lord Thousand-Handed Buddha reached out and touched his waist, took out a bamboo tube, opened the lid, and suddenly a gray mouse popped out of the bamboo tube, with black eyes spinning around. The small body was trembling in the palm of Buddha Qianshou, and he stood up and said to him.
Lord Qianshou smiled, took out a peanut from his body and handed it to the little mouse. The little mouse held it in both hands and ate it.
"Old man, I'm relying on you this time. Find out those thousand years of Tai Sui, and our brothers can go back to sleep and get some more nuts for you at that time. Go ahead..."
With that, Lord Thousand Hands Buddha placed the gray-haired mouse on the ground, and the mouse turned around and looked at Lord Thousand Hands Buddha before turning back into the flower garden.