Qiao Lan took advantage verbally, but in fact, she was at a loss. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Zhongtong has gradually moved the pace, and there is a trend of encircling her. Hardly needing to estimate the value of force, she knew that once the fight started, she would definitely lose.

She tried it with the ring on her finger, but luckily the space was still available, it was her last hole card, and she couldn't open it until she was alive or dead.

As soon as she thought of her sudden disappearance and the stunned appearance of these people in front of her, she became infinitely melancholy, just because the ensuing troubles were not something she could bear, unless she hid in the space until the Year of the Monkey and came out again.

Zhongtong saw the voice of the young man in front of him, and thought about it, what if he would be a yang finger, his age is here, and it is estimated that his skill is less than one percent, otherwise he would not have killed with the help of a knife.

"Little donor, this matter has nothing to do with you, why did you get involved and cause yourself to be killed. You are fifteen or sixteen years old, still young, life has just begun, what do you want, high-ranking officials or Houlu, but as long as you can say it, we are all satisfied, nothing else dare to say, the official position below the seventh grade, whatever you choose, our Big Buddha Temple has this ability. Zhongtong is kind and seductive, if Qiao Lan hadn't been bent on returning to modern times, she might have really moved him, but she thought about her father and grandfather in the last days, and she would be her queen now, and she didn't care about it. "The tone is big, and you can choose any official position below the seventh grade! I don't know in what capacity you open such a mouth. ”

"You don't believe me?"

"No, I believe it! Your Big Buddha Temple has said all the good things and done the bad things for the grand ambition of a certain prince, and he is just a seven-grade official, and he will not refute your face. Qiao Lan said sarcastically.

"You actually know?!" Ignoring the irony in Qiao Lan's words, Zhongtong was even more surprised that she actually knew that there was a connection between the Big Buddha Temple and the second prince, and seeing that this kid knew much more than that, no, he must not be allowed to continue to live...... Then, the way he looked at Qiao Lan also changed, and he became very ruthless.

Sensing that Zhongtong's killing intent was getting stronger, Qiao Lan still stubbornly refused to take a step back, of course, if it was useful to retreat, she would not hesitate to retreat, and as far as she could. "Why, just now you promised me to be a high-ranking official, and you want to kill me in the blink of an eye? This is your sincerity. There is still a chance to breathe with the tiger, and your face can be turned faster than a book. ”

"Boy, you know too much!" Zhongtong took a step forward, if he already knew where the relics were placed at this moment, he would definitely kill Qiao Lan without hesitation.

"Where, where!" Qiao Lan only praised her, "I only know what I should know, so as not to be plotted by someone that day, but I don't know when and where I provoked someone who shouldn't be provoked." ”

At the end of the road, there was finally movement from the side of the pagoda, and Qiao Lan only heard an old voice from behind, "Amitabha!"

Reinforcements finally appeared! She was overjoyed. Because it was facing back, she couldn't see whether the other party was round or flat, but she clearly saw Zhongtong's face change suddenly, as if she was quite jealous.

"Shi ......" Zhongtong only lost his voice and stopped after saying one word, and did not say any more, the look on his face was very complicated, as if he was looking at a sworn enemy who loved and killed each other, and he wanted to point to the other party's death, but he felt sorry for each other.

"Zhongtong, I haven't seen you for many years, why don't you want to turn back, but go farther and farther, and go more and more wrong. The old voice said.

"One wrong step, one wrong step, sin has been born, no matter what, it's wrong. When he spoke, Zhongtong's expression was blank, which showed that he also had remorse in his heart, because the mistake was irreparable, so he broke the jar and continued to make mistakes.

"There is no end to the sea of suffering, and turning back is the shore. The other party said again. As if he was sore in the foot by this sentence, Zhongtong faced and was furious, "Since the bitter sea is endless, where does it come from, is your shore the shore, and my shore is the sea." Your shore is different from mine, so why do you force it on me? ”

"Outside the heart is the sea, inside the heart is the shore, the Buddha is in the heart, the outside is false, asking for hardship, asking for nothing. ”

The people who came came had profound Buddhism, full of Zen language, and spoke directly in a fog, at least Qiao Lan couldn't understand it. She maintained a little vigilance, silent, and her heart was tumbling with turbulent waves, God, it turned out that she still knew each other, could it be another pair of mortal enemies.

The person who came had already walked not far behind her, and seeing Zhongtong's attention being attracted to the past, she couldn't help but turn her head to see who it was.

Zhongtong had been waiting for Qiao Lan's flaws, so as soon as her attention was slightly distracted, she immediately attacked her and took it to her. Qiao Lan responded in a hurry, retreating one after another, seeing that she was about to be caught, something swept behind her, red sky, red earth, enveloping her whole, and then the sky was spinning, and she flew again......

This time, her heart was full of red, and she landed without any time to react...... Oh no, it was a fall on the ground, but luckily after hitting the ground, she rolled a few laps before stopping, and she didn't get hurt because of the cushion.

She sat up, tore open the red silk wrapped around her body, and saw that it was a robe, embroidered with gold thread, and occasionally embellished with sparkling gems. Looking around, she also noticed that she was on the blue brick platform of the pagoda, and two steps away were the two warrior monks, this time, they did not drive her away, as if acquiescing to her existence. A little farther away, a white brow and white beard, and eyebrows longer than a beard, a skinny old monk fought with Zhongtong.

Several other monks rushed over to grab Qiao Lan, and when their toes touched the blue brick platform, the two warrior monks didn't say a word and waved their sticks to meet them...... That's the difference between having access and not having it.

At this moment, Qiao Lan was finally relieved, she got up, tore off her robe by the way, and was just about to throw it aside, when the other two warrior monks on the steps suddenly turned around and faced her, with sticks in their hands...... With a flash of inspiration in his mind, Qiao Lan hurriedly put the robe on his body, and then the two warrior monks really returned to their original positions and stood on the steps as if they were two lifeless sculptures.

Originally...... Qiao Lan was speechless for a moment......

She tiptoed, skipping the warrior monk and the monk of the Great Buddha Temple, and watched the fight between the two old monks. Her reinforcements were a little weak, looking withered and skeletal, as if he didn't push him, he might fall, and he was almost knocked down several times. Although Zhongtong's state is not very good, it is much better than that of the old monks.

The two also "chatted" while fighting.

"Zhongtong, a teacher for one day, a teacher for life. I can't save you as a teacher, only you can stop the precipice and turn back in time. My Buddha is merciful and will forgive you. ”

"Shut up!! since you didn't protect me at the beginning, and those people burned me alive as a monster, and now they still come to talk to me about the friendship between master and apprentice. If it weren't for King Qi, I would have turned into a pool of dead ashes. After retrieving a life from the fire, I vowed to do only two things for the rest of my life, to kill the man who was going to burn me and to help the king ascend to the throne. I didn't want to target the Huguo Temple, however, the Huguo Temple is next to the great cause of the King of Qi, and you have only one way to die. ”

"You know that when he was born, the Heavenly Demon Star was on duty, which is a rare murderous appearance for thousands of years, if he succeeds, he will definitely bring a shocking catastrophe to the world, and everyone can be punished, but you do the opposite, which is against the will of heaven. ”

"Why not, to be born in me is hell, to die in me is also hell, what is the difference between life and death. Since I am already in hell, it is natural that the people of the world will go to the Yellow Spring with me. ”

"You've got a demonic obstacle, and it's too late to regret it. ”

The conversation between the two reached Qiao Lan's ears word for word, which made her gain a lot. First of all, she knew that the two not only knew each other, but also used to be masters and apprentices, in fact, because the old monk did not save him once he saw death, then he was distorted and demonized in his heart, turned around and threw himself into the local camp, and fought against the old monk, and third, the king of Qi or something, it turned out to be a demon star that shook the heavens and the earth......

Seeing that the old monk couldn't beat that, she made a trumpet shape with her hand and shouted, "Old monk, you're like this, don't be reckless, hurry in, there are warrior monks here to protect you." Don't go head-to-head with them. "You old bones, if you want to say that it is broken, am I guilty or guilty.

While the old monk barely blocked the Zhongtong moves, he also replied to Qiao Lan, it was rare that he didn't say Zen again, "The bronze pagoda warrior monk only recognizes the robe, not the person." In other words, he lost his robe and would have been driven away in the past.

Qiao Lan touched the gold thread and gems on the robe, and consciously swallowed the suggestion that flashed in his mind, even if it can be used, the old monk will not allow it. Over there, the old monk shouted again, "Little donor, the old man is useless." Is the relics of my master, Master Chen, on you?"

Qiao Lan silently glanced at the warrior monk on the steps, the warrior monk on the pagoda, well, very good, very safe! )