Chapter 172: Tattered Daoist

"Amitabha, since the donor knows the "Amitabha Buddha's Fundamental Secret Mantra", he is destined for my Buddha, can he return to the temple with the poor monk to retreat?"

As the old man's voice sounded, the kind-eyed old monk he saw outside the palace of Jiankang City appeared out of thin air again. As soon as he appeared www.biquge.info all the corpses covering the mass graves were scattered, and the bright moonlight passed through the branches, clearly illuminating the dead bodies on the ground more and more gloomy.

"The master has been observing the sky for a long time, and he appeared at this time, but because Mei cleaned up these two bronze corpses?"

Contrary to everyone's expectations, Wang Mei raised his head and looked at the old monk's eyes in black and white, without a trace of confusion. Even though her face was full of blood and tears, it couldn't hide her unusually calm and keen perception at this time.

"Amitabha, the donor's anger is too heavy."

The old monk Xu hadn't been so sarcastically ridiculed for a long time, and he couldn't get used to it for a while. But Wang Mei didn't care whether he was satisfied or not, and what he said when he opened his mouth again was even more mean:

"Isn't he being forced by Buddhism? Isn't it the support of Xiahou Jingqiu Palace behind the Buddhism Gate? Oh, it is thanks to His Majesty to serve the Buddha so devoutly, His Majesty is wise, but after all, he didn't see that this Buddha and human feelings are the same! If you are not good to him, he will not harbor evil intentions for you! ”

"Presumptuous!!"

This time, the old monk was really angry, and even the two words in his mouth carried a heavy Buddha power, which made Wang Mei's throat fishy and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Presumptuous? Heh, it's just the host of Qingliang Temple outside Jiankang City, and now he can scold me for being presumptuous?! ”

Who knows, Wang Mei's head was raised high, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned to say this. The old monk's face turned red, knowing that she was referring to the fact that Qingliang Temple had been going to the Wang clan before. He didn't expect that Wang Mei would take it out and gag his mouth today.

"Amitabha, no matter what, the anger on the little benefactor is too heavy, if you don't meditate and cultivate your nature as soon as possible, I'm afraid there will be trouble, please go with the poor monk."

No matter what, he will take this girl away today, and he will not dare to disobey the above explanation.

However, before he could cast the spell, a gust of wind passed, and the girl who was still standing in place disappeared, and a loud laugh came, and there was a lot of arrogance in the voice that could not be hidden:

"Haha! Old monk, go back and tell Ka Ye that I have taken this person away, so that he should not bother. ”

"Damn!!"

The old monk in place could no longer pretend to be kind, his white eyebrows were frowning, and he looked unwillingly in the direction of the man's departure, but he didn't dare to chase after him, and finally he sighed:

"That's it, fate, luck, the cycle of cause and effect, Amitabha."

After speaking, regardless of the place where he appeared, the Meng Seal, which had been fixed since he appeared, turned into an auspicious cloud and disappeared in the opposite direction to that person.

Besides, dozens of miles away, Wang Mei was thrown to the ground and coughed up a mouthful of blood. Only then did she see the appearance of the person in front of her:

A shabby robe was wrapped around his thin body, the original big sleeves had been worn out, revealing his bony elbows, the bun in his hair was piled on his head like fluffy grass, and the small triangular eyes were shining, looking at Wang Mei with a businessman-like look.

"Thank you to this Taoist chief for saving me, I don't know what the chief wants."

Wang Mei is not a fool, the other party can take herself away from the old monk, and her cultivation must not be weak, but now she has no heart to go around the bend with others, since the other party takes her away, it must be that she has the interests that the other party wants.

"Yes, it's smart. You come with me to the north! I'll let you go when I get there! ”

This person was also happy, and directly stated his purpose, but he didn't mention what he asked Wang Mei to do.

Wang Mei lowered his head and thought about it when he heard this, then raised his head again, and his eyes came down firmly:

"Yes, but I'm going to go back and bury my parents first."

"Do you think you have bargaining power?"

The man raised his eyebrows, his little eyes flashed, and there was no concession in what he said. But there was a smile on Wang Mei's face:

"I know you have 10,000 ways to get me captive, but I also have 10,000 ways not to live in this world."

A cruel smile appeared at the corner of the man's mouth, and he opened his mouth to say something. Wang Mei spoke again at this time:

"Dao Chang should be looking for some treasure when he goes north, right? If you are not mistaken, if you are not willing, the treasure is not 100% sure of the Taoist, right? ”

When Wang Mei said this, her expression was very calm, and her attitude was surprisingly sincere. The long face froze, and a cruel smile collapsed on his face.

A pair of hanging triangular eyes flashed fiercely, staring straight at Wang Mei, the anger in those eyes as if he wanted to eat her flesh and drink her blood.

Wang Mei did not dodge in the slightest under his gaze, and her face was extremely pale from excessive blood loss, as if she would fall down in the next breath. But her waist was straight, and a pair of black and white phoenix eyes looked back at the Taoist priest without showing weakness, without the slightest fear in her eyes.

"Okay."

In the end, the Taoist priest finally relented, and he really needed Wang Mei to go to the north with him willingly.

After agreeing, the Taoist priest was also simply, his tattered sleeves were rolled, Wang Mei felt a flower in front of him, and a strong feeling of vomiting hit again.

When she opened her eyes again, she was back in the mass grave she had been lying in. The corpse gas on the mass grave filled again, and the Taoist priest put down Wang Mei, leaving a sentence:

"I'll give you three days."

Then she lost her trace, the huge mass grave, leaving only Wang Mei alone, and the body of the bronze corpse was lost in the distance, her eyes were dry at this time, and she couldn't shed a tear, but staggered to her mother's side step by step.

"Mother......

"Round Lady ......"

"Cai Bo ......"

She laid out the corpses one by one, and in the vacated exposed land, she used her hands as a shovel to dig out the soil one by one, and the yellow-brown soil rubbed her fingertips, and the rough touch brought back all the memories of Wang Mei's childhood:

"Why, bring the honey water." Grandma's voice was gentle, and the warm palm brushed her hot forehead, but it unexpectedly brought a little coldness.

"Girl, although the medicine is bitter, it can cure the disease. The honey is ready. Yuan Fei took her in her arms and coaxed the young her to drink the bitter medicine one by one.

"Xiaolang, it's already cold, and the wind in the pavilion is still too strong...... "Uncle Cai, the housekeeper, saw her sitting in the gazebo reading a book, afraid that she would catch the wind cold again, and reminded her countless times......

Every person and corpse here had played such and such a role in her short life, but at this time, they were lying here with pale faces, no breath, no life, not even clothes to cover their bodies.

Every person and corpse here had played such and such a role in her short life, but at this time, they were lying here with pale faces, no breath, no life, not even clothes to cover their bodies.

Wang Mei's hands were gradually stained with blood, but she didn't feel the slightest pain, and finally dug a pit deep for one person, she laboriously picked up her mother's body, and walked towards the pit step by step.

Excessive blood loss and the exhaustion of spiritual energy, Wang Mei's spirit that had just been lifted up gradually became trance, she tripped under her feet, and when she was about to land, she hugged her mother's body, and lay on her back on the yellow-brown ground with herself on the bottom.

The already cold and stiff corpse weighed her breathlessly, but a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth:

"Mother, in this life, there will always be this time, I protect you......"