Before leaving, Lin Bing said to Song Rushuang with some concern:

"Xiao Qi, this Master Hui Kong doesn't seem normal. Before your godmother comes back, no matter what he asks you to do, don't agree to it, understand?"

Song Rushuang felt helpless.

But facing Lin Bing's worried expression, she still couldn't refute a word.

"Yeah, godmother, be careful on the road."

Song Rushuang just stared at Lin Bing's figure, looking back every few steps, getting farther and farther away, until he completely disappeared from Song Rushuang's sight.

She withdrew her gaze and turned around to find Master Huikong standing not far away.

She had just taken a step when she heard a loud booming sound.

Song Rushuang subconsciously stopped walking, looked up, and felt a ray of hot light projected down from the sky.

Song Rushuang was so shaken that she could hardly open her eyes.

System Xiao Ai's voice almost screamed, revealing endless panic.

"This is really killing me, ancestor, get out of the way!"

Song Rushuang heard such a sound, but her feet seemed to have taken root and she couldn't move at all.

"It's over!"

This was the last sentence that System Xiao Ai said.

Before Song Rushuang could react, she even felt the burning sensation, and then she suddenly lost her balance and was knocked down by an external force.

There was a huge booming sound in her ears, which was really deafening. Song Rushuang looked over quickly and saw that there was a deep crack on the ground where she was standing.

For a moment, Song Rushuang got goosebumps all over her body.

It was conceivable that the thunder had struck her just now, so the one who was split in two now was probably her.

At the critical moment, the person who saved Song Rushuang was naturally Master Huikong.

Song Rushuang was still in shock. After she regained some consciousness, she quickly said to Master Huikong:

"Thank you so much for saving my life, Master!"

Dying while saving someone and being accidentally struck by lightning are two completely different things.

After a pause, Song Rushuang asked with lingering fear, "Master, is this the so-called punishment from Heaven?"

At first, Song Rushuang was still a little curious.

What method will be used to punish them?

Song Rushuang thought of ten thousand possibilities, but she never expected the punishment to be so direct.

Why not just let a thunderbolt drop from the sky and strike you hard?

Master Huikong opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

Song Rushuang was stunned on the spot.

She was stunned, her mouth opened wide in astonishment, and then she muttered:

"Did that lightning strike you just now?!"

Master Huikong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, still looking calm and composed.

"Don't worry, my friend. It's okay."

As he spoke, blood was still oozing from the corners of his mouth.

“…”

Song Rushuang was somewhat speechless.

But his condition doesn't look like he's okay.

It can be seen that Master Huikong suffered the punishment on her behalf.

The two of them had no relatives or friends, and Song Rushuang felt a little guilty. She always felt that she was like a big unlucky ball, and whoever got involved with her would be unlucky.

Song Rushuang reached the door and heard thunder rumbling, but it was not as loud as the thunder just now.

It seems that hiding in the room can isolate oneself from such thunder.

She tilted her head back, her curled eyelashes flickered, casting a shadow on her big, watery eyes.

Along with the thunder came heavy rain.

Song Rushuang asked casually:

"Master, will this thunder continue to strike? Could it be some auspicious number, ninety-nine and eighty-one?"

Song Rushuang was just complaining casually.

Master Huikong looked at Song Rushuang in surprise:

"You? How would you know?"

"ah?"

Song Rushuang was stunned.

If there is nothing wrong with her ears, then what she just heard is true?

Song Rushuang quickly found Xiao Ai, the system administrator. "Xiao Ai, why do I feel like I'm writing the script myself?"

Otherwise it wouldn't be such a coincidence.

How many ways does she say?

Moreover, aren’t these ninety-nine and eighty-one thunderclaps the result of gods undergoing tribulations?

Why is it her turn now?

System Xiao Ai stated: "This is all your illusion. I think this script was written by your mortal enemy."

“…”

Too.

After all, if these so-called ninety-nine and eighty-one thunderbolts struck her, she would only need to be hit by a few of them to be blown to ashes.

This is outrageous.

Song Rushuang shrank her neck and said to Master Huikong with a hopeful look in her heart:

"Anyway, as long as I don't show my head, the lightning won't strike me, right?"

Master Huikong nodded and said truthfully, "Indeed."

That’s good, that’s good!

Unfortunately, before Song Rushuang could even breathe a sigh of relief, Master Huikong spoke again:

“However, that donor Shen probably can’t stand up anymore.

"really……"

Song Rushuang discovered that what System Xiao Ai said was absolutely correct.

If there really is a script, then she must be the most pitiful little unlucky person in the world.

Song Rushuang took a deep breath.

She was looking at the heavy rain outside and sighing.

God wants to kill me.

Song Rushuang couldn't help but feel this way.

…

Although it is a new era, the architecture of Kongyun Temple is still an ancient building from the last century.

There were tiles above Song Rushuang and the others' heads.

At this time, there was a loud ping-pong sound due to thunder.

The jade pendant that Song Rushuang had originally hung around her waist suddenly shattered to the ground without any warning.

In ancient times, jade pendants symbolized good luck, and the breaking of jade meant that something bad was about to happen.

Before Song Rushuang could figure out what was happening, the painful feeling came back again, invading her entire body and almost taking her life.

Song Rushuang immediately collapsed to the ground like a wounded little animal, and then curled up into a ball.

This familiar feeling reminded Song Rushuang of the first day she woke up in the jade bracelet.

Great pain came with sweat on my brow.

Just when Song Rushuang thought she couldn't hold on any longer and was about to die, the rain outside the door seemed to have stopped.

The thunder became smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

Song Rushuang, drenched in sweat, was lying on the ground, breathing heavily.

If anyone could see her now, they would probably be shocked.

In her current state, she exhales more than she inhales.

It is no exaggeration to say that this is no different from being near death.

In a daze, she saw Master Huikong sitting cross-legged beside her, then he clasped his hands together and said in a deep voice:

"Amitabha, great love is boundless. Where the heart is there, things will be accomplished."

The next second, Bai Lao's laughter rang out from far away:

“Hahahaha, it’s done, it’s done!”