The old Taoist priest smiled bitterly: "The old Taoist dust has been destroyed, and there is no longer the power to resist." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Zhu Qingheng laughed angrily and said coldly: "That girl should kill you here first." ”

The old Taoist's face remained unchanged: "The little girl's hands are very clean, how can she kill the old Tao." ”

Zhu Qingheng said: "Although I have never seen blood, the sword in my hand has drunk a lot of blood, and I don't care about opening meat today." ”

The old Taoist priest said: "I don't even have the strength to get up now, and I am still being coerced by your little doll, how can I deal with the two-faced Buddha." After a pause, he added, "It's not that there is no way to take him in." ”

"You say."

"According to the old rumors, after the two-faced Buddha has eaten and drunk enough, he will not reappear in his original form for at least a month, and when he is an ordinary monk, he does not remember his identity as a two-faced Buddha at all, and only opens his third eye when he is hurt. The only way now is to find him while he turns into an ordinary monk and kill him before his third eye opens. ”

Zhu Qingheng listened to him, the tip of his sword trembled, and he smiled and said slowly: "Since this is the case, the Dao Leader might as well make an oath here." ”

Xiang Xiaoyuan woke up leisurely, she was lying on the ground, with the old Taoist's invulnerable robe under her. Zhu Qingheng sat beside her, the firelight illuminating her face. Opposite Zhu Qingheng sat an old Taoist priest, who was holding a yellow rune paper and talking to Zhu Qingheng. She unconsciously made some sounds, Zhu Qingheng lowered her head to look at her, with a relieved smile on her face, and said softly: "You are awake." He also reached out and touched her forehead, the palm of his hand was warm and dry, "Is it still uncomfortable?" ”

Xiang Xiaoyuan shook her head, she sat up, and there was a firewood pile in front of the meeting, and there were two pheasants with clean hair on the fire, and the grease was particularly tempting when it was roasted by the fire. She just got up, her head was still dizzy, and she snuggled on Zhu Qingheng, and after a while, she remembered where she was, thinking of Ah Ling's tragic death, her eyes turned red, and she raised her head and stared at the old Taoist priest hatefully.

The old Taoist priest ignored her gaze. He was forced by Zhu Qingheng just now to swear with his heart demon to kill the two-faced Buddha and protect the safety of the two of them, and he was very unhappy in his heart. But the wood is already in the boat, and it is useless to say more, and I have to think of a good way to do it. The old Taoist priest's gaze swept over Xiang Xiaoyuan, then looked at Zhu Qingheng, and said, "Since the female doll is awake, let's eat something and set off." After speaking, he took the two roast chickens off the fire, one for himself, and one for Zhu Qingheng and Xiang Xiaoyuan.

Zhu Qingheng wrapped the roast chicken with a lotus leaf, broke off a piece of chicken, and while eating, he asked the old Taoist priest: "Is there any way for the Taoist to find the two-faced Buddha?" ”

The old Taoist priest put down the roast chicken he had eaten: "You watch." I saw him take out a piece of white rune paper, fold it into a paper crane, and then put it on the palm of his hand and blew it, and the paper crane flapped its wings from his palm as if it was alive. The old Taoist priest moved his fingers again, and the golden chain in Xiao Yuan's arms flew out. The old Taoist priest explained: "This chain has trapped him for too long, and it has been contaminated with his breath. As he spoke, he saw the paper crane spinning around the chain, and then the old Taoist priest gouged out his right eye, no, it should be said that it was a transparent crystal embedded in the outside of the eyeball. He threw the crystal to the ground, and before it could hit the ground, it quickly flattened and stretched into a circle in the air, and then the crane flew away from the gold chain and entered the circle, and the figure disappeared.

The old Taoist priest pinched his fingers and calculated, and said happily: "It's not bad, luck is really not bad." The evil thing had eaten too much, and actually lay down in the town and fell asleep. ”

Zhu Qingheng and Xiang Xiaoyuan listened, and when they thought about what the two-faced Buddha ate to fill their stomachs, they felt sick for a while. The chicken in his hand was also thrown aside, and he couldn't eat it anymore. The old Taoist priest continued: "The third eye is still on his forehead, it seems that he has been very hungry for so many years, and he has not eaten enough. It's inconvenient for us to go over now. ”

Zhu Qingheng asked, "Do you have to wait for him to eat the people in Linzhen again?" ”

The old Taoist priest couldn't bear to look at her, and asked, "Are you two female dolls going to stuff people's teeth?" ”

Zhu Qingheng said: "Naturally not. However, since the Taoist chief has this kind of supernatural power, why not Feihe pass on the book and give a warning to Linzhen. Being able to save some people is a good thing. The old Taoist priest laughed and said, "The female doll has a good heart, but this evil thing will never change back to its original state if it does not fill its stomach." When the time comes, not only will there be more casualties, but it will be difficult for us to catch him. ”

Xiang Xiaoyuan asked, "Then should they be sent to death in vain?" The tone was quite excited.

The old Taoist priest said: "Then what should you do with this female doll?" ”

Xiang Xiaoyuan was speechless for a while, and looked at Zhu Qingheng for help. Zhu Qingheng thought for a while and asked, "Dao Chief, are you thirsty now?" ”

The old Taoist priest didn't want her to ask such a question, and he didn't know what she was going to do, so he nodded slowly and said, "After saying so much, I am indeed thirsty." Zhu Qingheng said: "The Two-Faced Buddha has eaten so many people, and now he is sleeping soundly, and he must be thirsty when he wakes up." I see that there are a lot of taverns and restaurants in the town, if you want him to pour all those drinks into his stomach, will he be too drunk to get drunk? ”

The old Taoist priest slapped his knees and smiled: "Tong Yan is unscrupulous, whimsical, those two-sided Buddhism has deep magic power, how can he be drunk." "When I think about it, I feel like it's okay. He said in a deep voice: "I see that as soon as the two-faced Buddha eats human flesh, he loses his mind, and is no different from a wild beast. This may be a real option. So he took out a handful of beans from his sleeve, and took out a finger of cinnabar from the glass box, and mixed the beans with cinnabar. Then he bit his index finger and squeezed out a drop of essence blood, and as soon as the drop of essence blood touched the transparent crystal, it turned into a water mirror, and the ripples swung in circles. The cinnabar beans that I had just taken out jumped into the water mirror like the vapor of boiling water. Behind the water mirror is the paper crane flapping its wings.

When the beans arrived in the town, they grew several times larger as soon as they touched the ground, and each of them grew a slender head and limbs like bean sprouts. They moved all the vats in the tavern to the Two-Faced Buddha, lifted the lids, and the aroma of the wine overflowed. He stirred his body in the wine again, and then made a hole in the wine vat closest to the Erawan Buddha, and the wine slowly flowed out. The two-faced Buddha was lying on the ground and snoring, and the wine flowed over his side face, through his lips and seeping into it. He licked his tongue, his eyes still closed, but his mouth was wide open, and he drank the wine that had flowed down without leaking.

This was repeated many times, and the wine vat in the town was empty. The two-faced Buddha burped and fell into a deep sleep. A bean rolled up with a machete and slashed straight at the neck of the two-faced Buddha. With a "click", the knife broke in two, but the two-faced Buddha yawned, unnoticed, and still slept in his dream.