Chapter 10: The Past of Master Shenxiu (Part I)

"Mei'er, you're a fox, aren't you?"

"Ahh

"Uncle Shi taught me the way to recognize demons, in fact, I can see it. ”

"That'...... So what would you do?"

"Master said that there are good and bad demons, if I learn spells in the future, and if other monsters bully you in the future, I will be able to avenge you,"

"Oh, don't say it, don't say it, Uncle Shi is still waiting for me,"

"World Peace...... I've found you, but how can I make you remember me.........?"

"Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi, you go slowly!"

"Hmph, why do you have to spoil me every time! If it weren't for Senior Brother always speaking for you, I would have cleared you out of the portal a long time ago!"

"Don't be so grumpy, okay? Besides, that person, no, that demon didn't do anything bad! Why do you have to get rid of it?"

"Why? If it is not my race, its heart will be different! If you come to the human world and disturb the order of the Heavenly Dao, you should be punished!"

Hui Jue pursed his lips with a disapproving expression, and Shenxiu snorted coldly when he saw him and floated away, "The matter is urgent, I'll go back to the master first." ”

Hui Jue looked up at the white light that shot away, and couldn't help but pout again,

"Cut, it's really a little family, I really don't know how he became a monk,"

After listening to Huijue's narration, the host Zhenghai smiled and said, "You only know one thing but you don't know the other, in fact, your Shenxiu uncle also has his own reasons for doing this,"

It all started from a small town called Wutong Pass 20 years ago, when the cold winter came, and the snowflakes came with the cold wind.

It snowed like goose feathers all night, and the next morning, men greeted each other in groups of three or five as they swept the snow-covered streets.

More than a dozen children cheered and started a snowball fight, and even though their little hands and faces were red from the cold, the children's screams and laughter still echoed in the silence and chaos of the morning.

"All appearances are false, and if you see things that are not appearances, you will see them as they are. ”

The people who were in full swing were attracted by a crazy fat monk, and under such a cold weather, the monk was only wearing a thin set of cloth clothes.

Not only that, but he also walked barefoot with his chest open, and there were people around him who were good believers who saw this and hurriedly took out a cotton coat from the house, "Hey, that great monk, it's freezing this day, put on some clothes,"

The great monk laughed and said, "Hey~ All earthly things are full of sorrows, like heavy mountains pressing on the top, you can't wear them, you can't wear them." ”

The good faith rolled his eyes and said, "Cut, I don't know what to do,"

The children also put down the snowball in their hands at this time, laughing and jumping around the crazy monk to pick up a big red windmill that the monk had inserted in the back of his neck, but the big monk smiled and squinted, dodging left and right, and the group of children were stunned and didn't even touch it.

A middle-aged man in a bulky blue cotton coat came out of the crowd, "Jiang'er, don't be rude!

I saw that he stepped forward and dispersed the children around the great monk, looked at the children who were laughing and running away, turned around and folded his hands together, "Can the master enjoy his face and sit at home?"

The monk asked with interest, "Oh?

The middle-aged man said with a cold air, "It's enough!"

The great monk smiled "haha", and the windmill behind his neck also rotated with it.

After a while, the great monk followed the middle-aged man into a wooden house, and in the center of the warm house was a fireplace burning with a raging fire.

In front of the fireplace was a long and heavy wooden table, and a middle-aged woman was wiping the tabletop when she saw her husband bring a monk back.

He put down the rag and gently brushed the hair hanging down from the corners of his forehead, and stepped forward with a smile on his face and said, "I was about to call you back for dinner, who is this master?" The great monk first looked around, and then sighed a little solemnly.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man hurriedly asked, "Master can see that there is something wrong?"

The great monk reverted to his crazy appearance, "I didn't see any wine,"

The big monk drank a few glasses of hot wine, and his face was a little flushed, "I said, you monsters are really interesting, what do you want to do after eating the owner of this house, occupying other people's places, and raising other people's children?"

After the middle-aged couple glanced at each other, the middle-aged man suddenly laughed, "It is said that your Qing Zen master is as wise as a torch, and when I saw it today, it really deserved its reputation!"

Then he said a little proudly, "But your habit of drinking still hasn't changed, and you actually let you drink this special pot of scattered spirit wine so easily."

"Today, even if you have all kinds of magical powers, without that spiritual power as a guide, it will be difficult to use them again, right?"

Outside, the residents who were clearing the snow from the streets were all smiling in twos and threes, but the children were still giggling and playing, not noticing anything unusual around them.

The great monk still poured himself another cup unhurriedly, "So all the children in this town were raised by you in captivity, and what is the purpose?"

The middle-aged man sneered and said, "Then you ask Hades to go!"

A wooden house near the side of the road burst open with an earth-shattering bang, and the dozen or so residents who gathered around it then scattered blood all over the white snow.

Burning pieces of wood flew all over the sky, shattered bricks and tiles were thrown high, and then fell from the sky into the thick snow, and the nearby houses also fell in large swaths as the ground trembled.

Two cold lights flashed, and two monsters with human bodies and deer-headed blades rushed out of the smoke and chased towards the Qingchan monk.

Two black phantoms on the snow flickered and flickered with splashes of snow, and the blade carried the cold light to the towering and motionless, but the lightning-like spark slashed out on the monk's arm.

Suddenly, the monk's eyes opened angrily, and his hands poked out, and two sharp blades that pierced from the left and right sides were snatched into the palms of his palms, and the two monsters were thrown away by this huge inertia.

But one of them directly crashed into the arms of the monk who suddenly appeared in front of him, and the monk "laughed and picked it upside down, with a force under his feet, with a bang, the monk jumped into the air during the impact of a circle of air waves, and then with a "bang" sound, the big monk held the monster with the teeth and claws in his arms and sat on the ground from the sky.

Looking at the monster whose entire upper body was smashed into the ground, the monk let go of his arm with a smile, stood up and patted his clothes and looked at the other monster.

The monster turned around and ran when he saw that the momentum was wrong, and the great monk appeared on top of the monster's head again in a flash, and then grabbed the back of the neck, and threw it into the ruins with a sharp flick.

Then like a meteor, it rushed towards the monster that was left in the rubble, and with a muffled "bang", a large piece of rubble and wooden planks rose into the sky, and the monster shook its head and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Immediately after that, several ghosts and demons with hideous faces, thin limbs but bulging bellies, and sharp knives and giant axes appeared around them.