The house that was blackened by medicine was low and old, and this was a house without a man's support.

The strong smell of medicine in the room makes people feel disgusting.

But in this environment, the man lying on the bed was thin, but he was still clean and he didn't have the foul air that was produced by lying on the hospital bed for a long time.

Obviously, the woman took care of the man very well and was very clean.

But no matter how hard a woman works, men will not be able to do it after all. This is a man who is dying with tuberculosis.

The man didn't want to implicate his wife, so he raised his hand hard and said, "You can remarry!"

The woman laughed and scolded, not caring about it.

The man's heart was as if he could still write a letter of divorce. If he could still write a letter, he would have divorced his wife who was taking good care of him. Although he had a bad reputation, he would always be better than a husband.

The man knew that many people were already pointing behind his wife's back, saying that she was a fairy who had overcome her life.

A man feels that he is going to die, he must first draw a line with his wife before dying. At least this will prove that his wife is definitely not a fairy who harms his husband.

But now he can't even do it if he wants to divorce his wife. He is a coward who can't do anything.

He can't do anything, at least he can do the same thing, that is, he won't die just like that.

If God could give him another hour, then he would definitely use this hour to write quickly to get rid of his wife.

Unfortunately, God is stingy and ruthless. Not to mention an hour, even if he doesn't give him a stick of incense, he can only lie on the bed and wait for the arrival of death.

At this time, the woman placed the ugly statue on the table. The man lying on the bed wrinkled. The woman worshiped many gods, including the Great Pig Fairy and the Great Fox Fairy. In short, the woman worshiped all the gods she could meet, but the result was unknown.

Although the man knew that these gods were of no use at all, he could not deprive the woman of her last hope. In fact, even though he knew it was useless, every time his wife brought back the god's talisman and the fairy water pill, he couldn't wait to eat it. He always had a thought in his heart. What if it was useful?

But he just didn't win this if.

However, the man saw this statue in the center of his eyes and felt a strange feeling. The man felt that perhaps it was because the statue was too ugly. The statues his wife brought back in the past were all heroic or majestic and terrifying. Only this statue... looked like a ball of shit was randomly kneaded into a statue.

This statue looks so good, just like the person who carved this statue is in a very bad mood and is drunk before making things fools.

Such a statue is really shameless if you worship it.

The man looked at his wife's back and felt that his wife was really desperate. Although she always smiled in front of him and always looked very happy, the man knew that the woman covered her face with a pillow in the middle of the night and shook her shoulders silently. If he could, he really wanted to spread his arms and hug his wife in his arms in the dark night and comfort her hard, but he couldn't do it, he couldn't do it.

The woman didn't know that every time she saw her smile, the man's heart was bleeding.

The woman thought that her smile could make her husband relax, be happy, and get rid of the haze, but she didn't know that her smile was like a mountain, pressing heavily on the man's heart, like a carving knife, carving the man's heart lessons to blood.

Seeing his wife kneeling down to the ugly and vague statue and kowtowed respectfully, the man's eyes turned red in an instant. When the man looked at the statue, he did not think that such a statue carved out by even the craftsman who carved him with the intention of dealing with errands could be of use, but he still prayed with all his heart. However, he did not pray for his life to survive, but prayed, hoping that after his death, his wife's life would be smooth and he would never torture her with things like him.

"No matter who you are, no matter whether you are a god or not, I use all my life, although only a little bit of life, to beg you and pray for the woman in front of me to have a happy life in the future. I know that my request is too excessive, because there is not much left in my life, maybe only one day left. It is a luxury to use such a short life to exchange for a person's lifelong sexual blessings, but I still beg you to help me and my wife. She is so miserable. Please, please, please, please, please, please..."

"Please, please..."

Fang Dang opened his eyes suddenly, and the light flashed in his eyes!

It’s opened! The power of faith has been opened!

Fang Dang could finally feel the power of faith pouring into his body.

These belief powers are still very weak, and they cannot even be called faith. However, as long as the belief power is opened and Fang Dang can begin to accept faith, then Fang Dang is equivalent to having an inexhaustible reservoir! Although this reservoir is limited to the mortal world, it is quite good news for Fang Dang now.

All of this is thanks to this power that has the most powerful spiritual power and has relied on the most sincere request to break through the gap between Fang Dang and the power of faith.

At this time, in the room blackened by herbs, the woman kneeling on the ground to make a wish and the man lying on the bed widened their eyes. On the table in front of them, the ugly statue suddenly cracked a gap, and under the gap, a golden light burst out.

Then, the shell of the ugly statue withered like dust, revealing the statue of a man with three heads, six arms and six eyes slightly closed and his face full of compassion.

This statue looks like a person who wants to believe in him.

Then a faint halo appeared behind the statue's head, and a voice came: "Accurate!"

Then the man suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest and rolled on the bed. The woman turned around in shock and wanted to hold the man down but had nowhere to start. Her husband, who was originally powerless, was now extremely powerful and she could not control him at all.

I saw that my husband's face had been turned black. The woman cried loudly and turned around quickly, and kowtowed continuously: "Great immortal, great immortal, I will never ask you to save my husband again. I just want you to ask him to suffer less. I was wrong. I was wrong. I was wrong. I was wrong. I was wrong. I was wrong. Please, please... He can't stand such tossing..."

At this moment, a loud noise came from behind, and then a puff sound. The woman turned her head in a hurry and saw her husband lying on the bedside, vomiting a large pool of black blood like a fountain.

The woman was stunned at this time and froze, not sure what to do.

My husband's face was gray and looked like he was dead. His color was as dark as his husband's pupils began to become dull...

The woman felt that her heart was crushed and she was so painful that she could hardly breathe.

"You give him back to me..."

The woman shouted and waved the chair beside her and slammed it hard on the statue, directly knocking it out, and with a bang, it fell into eight petals. The whole room was filled with screams of shock and anger, and the harsh and sharp sound of the Buddha statue shattered.

"No, no..." The man lying on the bedside said these two words with difficulty, then took a breath, and a gray face began to gradually become rosy.

It's like a withered flower blooming again with a rich vitality.

The man couldn't believe his current state. He tried to force his arms, and then he actually supported his body, and his legs could move easily. The man's eyes straightened, and then he tried to use his feet to explore the ground like a newborn baby. Then, the man stood up suddenly with force...

The woman with a shrill face turned her eyes straight at this moment, staring blankly at her husband who had been bedridden for ten years opposite her.

The man hesitated for a long time and finally took the first step, shaking slightly, but he clearly told the man that he could do it, he could do it, he could leave.

The woman opposite looked at the man walking towards her step by step, crying loudly, constantly pulling her hair with her hands. She dreamed of such a scene countless times in her dream, but one day after another, she was one step further away from such a dream.

But...now... this scene actually happened in front of her.

The woman sobbed silently, allowing tears to wet her clothes on her chest.

Finally, the hands hugged her tightly into her arms.

The woman's shoulders were shaking violently...

"Cry, cry loudly in my arms. You don't have to cry secretly in the future. No, I will never teach you to cry again..."

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The cry that had been suppressed for ten years finally rang out at this moment, and in the man's arms, the low and old house trembled slightly in the crying sound, and the rich and nauseating medicine was sent out of the old house amid the crying sound...

Thousands of miles away, Fang Dang reached out and touched the corner of his mouth and wiped off the blood.

His current cultivation level cannot save lives. Fang Dang used all the power of faith he can collect to help the man recover his body. Then, Fang Dang used his life span to help the man prolong his life. For this reason, Fang Dang paid fifty years of life span.

Fang Dang originally ignited a hundred years of life when he was practicing Joy Zen, but now he has sent it out for another fifty years. Fang Dang's life span is really not much.

The lifespan of a alchemist like Fang Dang is a priceless treasure compared to the lifespan of an ordinary man. Using Fang Dang's lifespan to prolong his life to a mere mortal man is a huge waste.

However, Fang Dang did not feel a waste. If this man did not have the man's devout prayer and the power of Fang Dang's faith was opened up, then Fang Dang might not have lived long.

In other people's opinion, Fang Dang used his life to prolong his life to ordinary people, but in Fang Dang's opinion, he used his life to repay the other party's life to save his life.

From this point of view, Fang Dang felt that he had taken advantage of it.

Of course, the right to choose is Fang Dang, and Fang Dang can completely seize the man's power of faith, but do nothing.

No one can ask Fang Dang to do anything.

Fang Dang highly praised the words of Buddha statues. If you want to seek faith, you must give first. Only gains and no efforts cannot strengthen the relationship between each other.

Fang Dang is willing to give what he should pay for his gains.

Moreover, Fang Dang was really moved by the man's love for his wife. No one in this world can save you, your wife can't save you, only you can save yourself. The man was saved not because of her wife's prayer, but because of the man's own prayer. The man's sincere care for his wife penetrated layers of barriers and opened up the channels for Fang Dang to communicate with the power of faith.

The men and women in the house hugged each other tightly, tears wet each other's shoulders. The man suddenly remembered something and looked to the ground. The woman seemed to remember something at the same time. The two of them looked at the statue on the ground that had fallen into eight petals.

Then the two exclaimed in surprise, quickly knelt in front of the statue, and kowtowed continuously. This time, the two were so pious that they were extremely pious.

Finally, the two picked up the statue that had been smashed into eight petals on the ground. The woman boiled glutinous rice glue and carefully glued the golden statues together.

Then the two of them knelt down at the statue again.

They were frightened, wondering if this god would be disrespectful to punishing them.

Fang Dang, who was thousands of miles away, sat in the sedan chair listening to the pious words of the two, and felt the true and pure concentration of the power of faith.

Such pure power of faith can be dozens or even hundreds of times as much as ordinary people pray at will.

Fang Dang was immersed in the power of faith, and a faint ring gradually began to form behind Fang Dang's head. The ring was still a lot short of being formed, but this step was the most critical, and the rest was only the question of how to accumulate.

Fang Dang did not stop the two of them from praying in fear, because fear is also very important in faith and has extraordinary importance.

They smashed Fang Dang's golden body and made them feel frightened for a while. Moreover, Fang Dang really lacks such pure power of faith now.

At this time, the two people in the cottage were busy all night, and the sky outside was covered with whiteness.

The man felt that his body was full of energy. He had not walked out of the room for a long time. Over the past ten years, he had been looking at the outside world through the window. The outside world had become extremely unfamiliar to him.

The sunlight gradually became brighter outside the house.

The man looked at the sunlight gradually approaching outside the house, and suddenly felt a sense of fear and whispered: "Madam, you said... Once the sunlight shines on me, will all this disappear like a bubble?"

The woman couldn't help but feel a little nervous when she heard this, and then reached out to hold the golden statue that had been glued on the table in her arms.

"Not afraid, this god will be with us, and...even if everything in this world disappears, I will stand by your side."

As the woman said that, she held the man's arm, although she felt a little nervous, she held the statue of the gods tightly with one hand and her own man with the other. The woman had countless courage. No matter how difficult it was for ten years, she had already suffered it. Now she was not afraid of anything.

The man stood in the sun and felt the slight itch and warmth brought by the sun. At this moment, the man truly believed that he had crawled out of the grave.

Ten years, this disaster made him a ghost for ten years!

It was this god who turned him from a ghost to a human and pulled him out of the grave.
To be continued...