Skinny as wood, with a clear face, kind eyes, a sparkling Buddha on his head, and a lotus flower floating in the air under his feet.

"Master?!"

Although this Kongyuan personally killed Mingxu, the twilight of the dynasty when he was raised for eighteen years still deeply rooted Mingxu's face into Kongyuan's heart. Now that I saw the master appear alive in front of me, it was this "demon monk" who had lost his conscience, and there was a slight chill from the bottom of my heart.

The more cultivators are, the more they believe in the doctrine of ghosts and gods. In the current state of "clear emptiness", it is clear that he has become a Buddha. The power of the Buddha is spread all over the heavens and all the worlds, and how can you not know that you are studying the Dharma in this far away?

It's a pity that Han Feng's heart is full of murderous intent, how can he tell the Yin monk "Your master is really gone, please mourn" Yunyun?

The empty distance in the middle of the sky is now seen in the void, and all the previous suspicions are suddenly answered:

It turns out that Zhang Yidecheng bites the golden canon, Weihu and the sea, etc., are all illusions laid by the master! And the ultimate goal of this Mingxu Master can only be revenge!

But......

"My master never kills!"

These were the last words spoken by the "Demon Monk" Kongyuan. But then I heard the last answer of his life:

"All living beings need Pudu, and demons have their own King Kong!"

…………

The yin thunder that came out of the "Ming Xu" completely shattered the soul of Kong Yuan who had just broken out of his body - such a thief who eats people and drinks blood, kills teachers and harms the world, should never exist in the world!

Looking at the corpse in front of her that was bleeding and protruding from her angry eyes, Tang Yue'er suddenly felt compassion, grabbed Han Feng's big hand, and said softly:

"Let's bury him! It's wild here, and I've heard that there are a lot of wild wolves on the grassland, just in case...... How inhumane! ”

Zhao Feifei was very excited, and he also stepped forward to grab Han Feng's arm, and wiped the pair of softness on his chest on the man's arm:

"It's better to let the wolves eat it! This kind of scoundrel actually dares me to ...... Let me...... Husband, you better change back, this old monk's appearance always looks weird! ”

The crazy brother slapped his palm and said in a deep voice:

"Amitabha Buddha female benefactor, don't be like this! The poor monk has long since jumped out of the Three Realms and is not in the Five Elements. Since you are dedicated to serving my Buddha, you should abstain from alcohol, meat, greed, gambling, ignorance, and hatred......"

Zhao Feifei raised his eyebrows and said angrily:

"You still have to quit sex, don't you?!"

The palm of "Mingxu" suddenly trembled, and instantly turned into ten thousand wisps of tenderness, gently covering Zhao Feifei's soft and delicate face:

"The old man of Jizo once said, I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Since the female benefactor is forced by beauty, the old man obeys...... Don't fight, don't fight, the poor monk is still vulgar! Hehe, it's vulgar right away! ”

The breeze passed, and the "old monk of Mingxu" still restored Han Feng's true appearance, and Zhao Feifei reluctantly let him go, and turned to Tang Yue'er and smiled:

"Sister Yue'er, the Buddhist family has a saying of 'heavenly burial'. What's more, this dead monk is both lustful and unscrupulous, worse than our husband! Why should you worry about him? ”

When the crazy brother heard this, he was very dissatisfied - what does it mean to be "both lustful and unscrupulous, worse than our husband"? was about to ask the truth and save his reputation, but he heard Zhao Feifei say:

"This is attributed to the wolf's belly, which can be regarded as a kind of 'heavenly burial', why should you use the fate of others to affect your beautiful life?"

The crazy guy rolled his eyes.

This little girl's ability to persuade people is the same as her ability to choose a name, which is always so simple and straightforward. Perhaps her greatest strength may be sincerity and simplicity!

Tang Yue'er glanced at Han Feng, and saw that her husband was stupidly looking up at the sky and didn't speak, so she knew that she was indeed sentimental. Quickly rubbed his cheeks and said with a slight smile:

"In the middle of the night, in the wilderness, we should also find a place to rest. Otherwise, it's too ...... to keep looking at this corpse."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Han Feng's face sank, and he scolded angrily, but before he could react, he was already taken into a cave with Zhao Feifei.

The reason why it is called a cave is because you can see the starry sky when you look up. It's just that there is a distance of more than 20 meters between the hole and the ground!

The whole cave is like a huge altar, and no ordinary person can climb from the bottom of the altar to the mouth of the altar! In the cave, there are white bones, snakes and insects everywhere. The most terrifying thing is that from time to time, long snakes, rats and ants burrow into another eye hole from the same empty head......

Zhao Feifei didn't dare to speak anymore, only leaned tightly in Han Feng's arms, looking at the white bones not far from his feet with a frightened expression, but he couldn't speak anymore.

"Yue'er," Han Feng patted Tang Yue'er's cold little hand and said lightly:

"These bones are all left by the sanctimonious monk of Kongyuan! And all the human flesh has already entered his womb, you say, should such human demons be killed? ”

Tang Yue'er nodded silently, and there were white bones under her feet in front of her, which one was not silently accusing?

"Most of the bones are babies who have not yet reached the age of moon—those tiny bones, all of them!"

Han Feng's words have lost any emotion, just like a dutiful narrator, continuing his work without color:

"The larger bones are all women who were killed by him and then eaten."

"Damn it!" Tang Yue'er's heart trembled, and before she could speak, she heard an angry roar, but it was Zhao Feifei who was furious.

"It's good that we arrived at the right time." Han Feng continued to speak lightly, walking forward, and reaching out to hold the two wives:

"There are still women in this cave who have been deceived and plundered, as long as they live, we will rescue them!"

Yan Jun walked everywhere, and the snakes and insects all avoided it. After only a few dozen steps, I saw a cave slightly higher than the ground, in which there were countless oil lamps, illuminating the cave as bright as day.

On the ground under the lamp, there were more than a dozen women sitting or lying, all of them defenseless and looking sluggish. Occasionally, someone's eyes rolled, but they only numbly passed by, and the light did not stay on the three of them.

In other words, Han Feng and the three of them didn't feel the anger in their eyes at all - even if Han Feng waved his hand to extinguish the countless oil lamps, these women still didn't say anything, it was really like they were dead!

"In this lamp is full of human oil."

Zhao Feifei and Tang Yue'er were originally holding Han Feng's hand tightly, and they were about to ask why they didn't use the lights, but when they heard this, they immediately bent down and vomited!

"If it weren't for the fact that the Heavenly Dao didn't exist, this cave should have been full of unjust souls asking for their lives! Alas......"

Han Feng let out a rare sincere sigh and escorted the two girls slowly to the end of the cave.

But here it was a huge rock, blocking the way. The crazy brother snorted slightly, and the corners of his mouth were curled, and he had already led the two girls through the stone without hindrance, leaving only a stupid girl, still in a daze in the dark.

…………

"It's the Blood River Flower!"

As soon as he passed through the stone wall, Zhao Feifei screamed.

There is a deep pool at the foot of the pool, and in the pool of water, a red flower is born tremblingly. Although the color is dull, it is like blood clotting!

"It's the Blood River Flower!" Han Feng sighed again and turned his head to look at Tang Yue'er:

"Yue'er, if you want to form a blood river flower, you must have a yin and evil aura like an underworld. It can be seen from this that this 'demon monk' is far away, how many innocent lives should have been harmed! ”

Tang Yue'er nodded slightly. Although I feel that my life has been unjustly killed, I have no intention of complaining too much—it is useless to say, so why say more? He just slowly stretched out his hand, gently plucked the blood river flower, and put it in front of his eyes to look at it carefully.

Except for a hint of strange fragrance, there is nothing unusual.

"There is no more fragility of life than this!" Sister Yue'er played with the dark red flowers in her hand, and said:

"If one day, I alone can bear this flower, how fragrant would it be?"

Zhao Feifei was in a hurry and shouted:

"Sister Yue'er! We're not Tilian! Don't say such frustrating words! ”

Immediately turned to Han Feng and said angrily:

"You dead man, even your wife has touched the scene, what are we still doing here? Don't take us out yet! ”

The crazy brother was pondering, but she was suddenly awakened, and he didn't hear what Tang Yue'er said, so he had to laugh and say:

"Let's go, let's go!"

Having said that, the feet did not move half a minute.

Zhao Feifei was furious in his heart, and was about to leave with Han Feng, but saw that the unscrupulous husband suddenly turned his head sideways, and said with a dark smile:

"Feifei, do you like gold?"

…………

Hundreds of years ago, the Mongol armies crisscrossed Europe and Asia, and everywhere they went, they were powdered. Therefore, in the history and psychology of Europeans, the word "**" has been left.

And Genghis Khan, the "God of War", has left his legend all over the world!

Throughout the first half of Genghis Khan's life, it is completely a realistic version of the story of "Dick Silk Counterattack". From the decline of the family to the integration of Mongolia, from the panicked lost dog to the famous "Eurasian Emperor", this Mongolian pride and a genius in the history of world wars is full of mysteries from life to death.

The biggest and most unsolvable of these is the mystery of his death.

For thousands of years, there was no question about the cause of Temujin's death. And where Mongolia's most outstanding hero was buried after his death is still uncertain. can only hastily take the mound as a memorial to him.

Like Temujin, there were several famous celebrities in China, and their tombs were also virtual and real, and never appeared in front of people's eyes.

Cao Cao, the hero of the Three Kingdoms, has seventy-two fake graves, but none of them are true.

The originator of the tomb robbery industry, "Touching the Golden Captain", was invented by Prime Minister Cao Cheng to solve the financial crisis, how could he accidentally be accidentally touched by later generations to touch his bones?

Zhuge Liang, a symbol of the wisdom of the Chinese nation, is said to be buried in Dingjun Mountain. Even one of the processes of the Yangtze River was named "Bingshu Baojian Gorge", which shows the lofty status of this backbone of the Shu Han at that time. But even so, Mr. "Wolong", who has been cautious all his life, also adopted the method of "doubting the grave" in order not to be dug up and whipped by his old enemy. His tomb has not yet been found.

Compared to these heroes, Temujin was much taller.

After all, he and his descendants are known as the "Golden Family......