After listening to the story of the old monk, Ye Ling confirmed his speculation that the old monk was indeed the murderer of the village, but the old monk was also the one who was killed after being bewitched by the evil magic on the knife, and he did not mean it.

What's more, after the old monk learned that he had killed someone, he did not abscond in fear of crime, but stayed here and burned paper money every day for those who died.

He wanted to atone for his sins......

Ye Ling was deeply sympathetic to the old monk, he gently put his hand on the old monk's shoulder, and comforted him softly: "Master, don't be too sad, it's not your fault for this matter, you can only blame the person you saved." ”

"You obviously saved him, but he repaid virtue with resentment and made you a big mistake. Ye Ling said angrily.

The old monk noticed that his emotions were too excited, so he stopped his tears, and after wiping away his tears, he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I can only blame that I was curious at the time and didn't listen to his advice." ”

"So far, I don't shirk this responsibility, I did something wrong..."

The old monk looked at the wooden tombstone, on which was neatly written with a brush "The Tomb of Senior Brother Nianqing". Looking at the words on the tombstone, the old monk's eyes were gloomy.

"Pity my brothers and sisters, because of a mistake I made, they lost their precious lives......" The old monk said in a low voice.

Ye Ling didn't know how to comfort him, he just sighed heavily and expressed sympathy.

The old monk glanced at the scimitar in Ye Ling's hand and said, "I don't want to let the things of the past repeat again, and I don't want anyone to lose their lives because of this knife, so I have been guarding it all these years and have never left the temple......"

The old monk smiled bitterly and continued, "Pity these people who died because of me, I can't even find a coffin for them. ”

The pity in Ye Ling's heart gradually intensified, and after taking a closer look at the old monk, he realized what a thin body he was behind the wide robe.

He could guess how poor the old monk's life was, and he was even reluctant to buy paper money, which was written by the old monk himself.

The reason why the old monk is so frugal is because he has no source of income.

In fact, he could have chosen to act as if nothing had happened and then flee to the city to start a new life, but instead of doing so, he took the initiative to take on the task of guarding here.

Ye Ling had to admire the perseverance of the old monk, he kept it for thirty years!

Thirty years, what a distant time for ordinary people, how many people can do it for thirty years to stay in a temple in the wilderness?

If you stay alone in the temple, you will definitely be lonely.

No one to speak, no one to help, no one to take care of even when I was sick, and I had to carry everything by myself.

No matter how uncomfortable it is, you can only vent it in the air.

"As much as I hate to disturb your conversation, I think I need to say that it looks like someone is coming to us. ”

Meng Qian suddenly interjected, breaking the sad atmosphere.

Ye Ling looked at Meng Qian suspiciously, and asked, "How many people are there?"

"No need to ask, he's coming. ”

Meng Qian's face sank, and he hurriedly took a few steps back, blocking in front of Ye Ling.

Then, a tall figure appeared in front of the three of them.

The visitor was a middle-aged man in his mid-thirties, a burly man with a two-metre-tall head and strong muscles, like a world-class bodybuilder.

"Meng Qian? The middle-aged man spoke, his voice was so loud that it could even be heard within a mile radius.

"Kaishan, why are you here?" Meng Qian asked.

Ye Ling looked at Meng Qian in surprise, listening to the meaning of his words, these two people seemed to know each other, and what kind of festival did they have?

"I heard that there is a 'Shenwu' here, so I wanted to come and join in the fun, but I didn't expect to meet old friends here. The middle-aged man named "Kaishan" said.

"Don't get close to me, you're also here for 'Shenwu', right?" Meng Qian looked at Kaishan vigilantly.

Powerful?

Ye Ling kept an eye on it, but the timing was not right now, and he didn't plan to ask.

"So you're too?"

Kaishan glanced at the two people behind Meng Qian again, he roughly swept over Ye Ling, and his gaze finally fell on the old monk wearing a robe behind Ye Ling.

"Looks like you've got it. ”

Kaishan looked at Meng Qian again and sneered, "It doesn't make any sense for the two of us to start fighting, it's better for you to hand over Shenwu obediently, and I'll let you go, how about it?"

"Can I neither fight you nor hand over the Divine Martial Arts?" Meng Qian said without smiling.

"No, you can't. Kaishan's face became ugly.

"Really, then I'll just say one word, get out!" Meng Qian gave a rare look of anger.

"Are you toasting and not eating and drinking?"

Saying that, Kaishan had already taken a step towards Meng Qian, and his one step was enough to withstand the three steps of ordinary people.

"Stand back, find a place to hide. Meng Qian said to the two behind him.

"But, you ......," Ye Ling said worriedly.

"Don't worry, I can handle it. Meng Qian interrupted him and whispered, "Remember, if you have the opportunity to run immediately, I will find a way to help you hold him back." ”

After four steps, Kaishan walked in front of Meng Qian. After Ye Ling saw Kaishan up close, his legs couldn't help but start to tremble, he was just a little white-collar worker, when had he ever seen someone with such a burly figure?

He swallowed his saliva, looked at Meng Qian deeply, and saw the resoluteness on Meng Qian's face, he gritted his teeth and pulled the old monk to quickly flee from here.

"Oh, your partner left you and ran away. Kaishan sneered.

Seeing the two fleeing, one of them was still holding what he wanted, but he had no intention of chasing after him.

"Aren't you chasing?" Meng Qian asked.

"You're stupid to me, as long as I catch up, you'll do everything you can to stop me on the way. Not only will I not be able to catch anyone, but I will also be covered in bruises and bruises from you. "When you open the mountain, you can see Meng Qian's intentions.

He looked at Meng Qian squarely, he knew that this emaciated young man should not be underestimated, after all, this was not the first time they had fought each other.

"Looks like you're not as stupid as I thought you were. Meng Qian said with a little sarcasm.

"yes. I don't want to fight you, but I think it's worth fighting you, or you'll get in my way. ”

When he said the end, Kaishan had already raised his arm as thick as a tree trunk, clenched his fist and smashed it hard at Meng Qian.

Meng Qian's face changed drastically, and he frowned, revealing a look like he was facing a great enemy. He knew that it was too late to dodge now, so he didn't hesitate to stretch out his two hands to block Kaishan's fist.

With a "snap", Kaishan's fist smashed into the palms of Meng Qian's hands, and the strong force pushed the soles of Meng Qian's feet back half a step.

Kaishan didn't give Meng Qian a chance to breathe, he stretched out his other hand and smashed it at Meng Qian with a clenched fist.

Kaishan's punch weighed thousands of pounds, and Meng Qian knew the domineering of Kaishan's strength, so he withdrew his hand, leaned back, and bent his waist into an arc of nearly ninety degrees, so he dodged this punch.

This movement is extremely difficult, and if an ordinary person makes this action, he will definitely fall to the ground because he loses his center of gravity.

However, Meng Qian is not an ordinary person. His waist is so resilient that he won't fall even if he goes down.

Meng Qian quickly straightened up, Kaishan took advantage of this gap and kicked him hard in the lower abdomen, directly kicking him to the ground, and sliding down the ground for several meters.

The kick of Kaishan had at least a thousand catties, and Meng Qian felt as if he had been knocked down by a speeding motorcycle, and the organs in his lower abdomen were displaced.

Poof, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"You're so weak, presumably that 'you' won't be so strong, right?" Kaishan said sarcastically, his eyes full of disdain and disdain.

"Ahem......"

Meng Qian clutched his lower abdomen and struggled to get up from the ground. His face was covered with dense cold sweat, and most of the strength in his body seemed to have been drained, and he was trembling even his legs now.

"Tsk, are you going to die?" Kaishan was impatient, he didn't want to accompany Meng Qian to spend time here.

Kaishan strode towards Meng Qian.

Meng Qian was reluctant, he kept retreating, his eyes were fixed on Kaishan, he didn't even dare to look at the road behind him.

Suddenly, he tripped over a branch under his feet and sat down on the ground with his ass heavy.

"You're still as weak as ever. Kaishan sneered, he raised his hand and slapped Meng Qian's cheek.

With a loud "snap", Meng Qian was half a meter away by this palm fan, and his head hit the mud hard.

Meng Qian felt the hot stinging pain in his cheeks far worse than the pain in his head, his cheeks were high and swollen, and in the bluish-purple pustule was a bruise mixed with minced flesh.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, which was mixed with several bloodied teeth.

"It hurts... But I don't know where it hurts......"

Meng Qian's head was groggy, his gaze became a little blurry, and when he looked at the mountain, he could even see double images.

"Lie down in peace, there's no point in killing you, it's better to save your strength to deal with the two guys who just escaped. ”

Kaishan glanced at Meng Qian very casually, and took a step to leave.

"Wait. "Meng Qian is weak and authentic.

He staggered to his feet from the ground, and suddenly, his eyes turned red, and a stream of bright red blood ran down his forehead.

He reached out and touched the stinging spot on his forehead, but luckily he only rubbed off a piece of skin, and it was fine.

Kaishan Li didn't want to pay attention to Meng Qian, and still walked on his own.

"Stop!" Meng Qian shouted.

Kaishan still hasn't stopped.

Meng Qian was a little annoyed, he staggered to his feet, his legs were a little weak, and he walked behind Kaishan with difficulty.

He seemed to fall down at any moment, and he took two steps before taking a breath.

After a hundred meters away from Kaishan, he stopped and took a breath, and when the negative state almost dissipated, he also regained some strength.

Meng Qian looked at Kaishan's back, took a deep breath, and ran over quickly.