The cold wind passed over the cliff, and the snow fell on the pines. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

When the cold wind rises and the snow falls, the bamboo cane in the monk's hand points to the sick person in front of him.

The small pavilion, which is only three or four square meters, is occupied by the Van bell at this time, and the distance between the monks and the patients is really close.

The patient had two options, to retreat or to dodge sideways, but it was obvious that the monk's bamboo cane was too fast for him to dodge, so he had to retreat.

However, taking a step back is a cliff.

In a pinch, the patient has no choice but to sit back and die!

Bamboo canes fly and the cold wind paves the surface.

Just as the bamboo cane was about to point the patient's eyebrows, a golden object flew out of the temple and hit the bamboo cane, and the bamboo cane deflected, and the golden object flew forward into the wind and snow.

The monk saw it clearly, and saw it clearly, it was a seven-story pagoda, not high, but the tower was full of golden light, very dazzling.

The pagoda flew by, and the monk's bamboo cane slanted slightly, stabbing at the patient in front of him again.

The corners of the monk's mouth turned up slightly.

Do you really think you're afraid of this threat? It takes time to hit out and fly back. Sometimes, distance determines time.

The pagoda is outside the three zhang, and the bamboo cane is in the square inch.

Therefore, the bamboo cane reaches the patient's eyebrows faster than the pagoda.

However, the bamboo cane still failed to touch the patient's face, because at the front of the bamboo cane, there was a sign blocking it.

The bamboo cane was dotted on the sign, and then stuck on the sign.

It's not a complete sign, it's a sign with an outer ring, and the real sign is inside that quaint ring, and the ring can be turned.

The monk's bamboo cane is stuck between the sign and the ring.

The patient smiled, and so did the monk.

The bamboo cane was gently pumped, and the person jumped back several feet on the ground.

The golden pagoda, which flew back upside down, rubbed the monk's clothes without hurting him in the slightest.

"You guys, you underestimate me too much."

"Really?"

The sign that was blocking the patient's eyes suddenly disappeared, and the next moment, it appeared in the wind and snow, and the person holding the sign was already standing in the wind and snow.

It was a man with a rickety back, bent deep at the waist, so that his back could be seen almost on the same plane as his head. Of course, what is even more terrifying is that this person's hair is very long, as if it has not been cut for many years, and under the hastily long hair, there is a wrinkled face.

Of course, the most striking thing about the monk was that this man had no teeth, so when he spoke, he saw the hole in the black hole.

The cold wind was like a knife, enveloping the monk's moon-white robe, and also blowing the black robe of the card holder.

"The Buddha wants to cross people, who in the world can escape!"

The patient sat down on the railing of the kiosk and said with a smile: "You want to say, am I going to die?" But I want to give you this quote. ”

The monk nodded slightly, the bamboo cane was on the ground, and the moon-white figure was scattered in the snow-white flying snow with the cold wind, and the figure was hard to find.

The person standing in front of the pavilion stretched out his right hand and flicked the card in his hand, and the sign in the middle of the ring began to rotate rapidly.

The wind and snow are suddenly quiet, and around the kiosk, the wind stops, and the snow does not fly.

The card bearer in the black robe disappeared the next moment, like a ghost, leaving a black afterimage in the wind and snow.

The wind rises again, and the snow falls again.

In the wind and snow, there was a sizzling sound, which was the sound made when the sign was spinning.

The moon-white figure reappeared, only this time, he retreated to the temple gate of Hanshan Temple.

The rickety's back is still in front of the kiosk.

In the wind and snow, the corners of the monk's mouth have calmed down, and the rickety man looked at the cards that slowly stopped in his hand, and sighed: "Your luck is really good." ”

The monk raised his head and looked at the sign in the hand of the ricketyman.

This sign, he had seen before, was a sign made of pure ebony, with intricate yang patterns on the outer ring, and nothing on the inner medallion.

However, just now, after the card holder flicked the card with his finger, the word appeared on the card, and there was a word on the front and back, faintly emitting a red light, as if it had been written with a vermilion pen.

The monk's eyesight was excellent, and he saw those two words, which were life and death.

Zhu pen circle name, life and death are common life and death book!

The monk thought of life and death.

"It's not luck, it's fast!"

The rickety man stretched out his hand again, flicked his fingertips on the medal, the plaque spun, and the wind and snow stopped again.

At the moment when the monk flicked the rickets, the bamboo cane was lightly clicked, and he jumped back to the temple like a flying fly.

Men in black robes chased after the temple.

The black figure walked to the gate of the Hanshan temple, the temple gate collapsed, the courtyard wall cracked, and it was crumbling.

The patient nodded slightly at the scene in the wind and snow, and then turned to look at Liu Cheng.

Liucheng in the wind and snow, like a monster crawling, with layers of dark clouds overhead.

The patient looked at it, looked very seriously, looked very carefully, and then said with a smile: "I don't know the true face of Lushan, only because I am in this mountain, it really makes sense." If you don't look at Liucheng here, how can you know the true face of Liucheng. ”

The patient turned around and swung the long log again, and the long wood reverberated and struck the bell with a distant sound.

In the temple, buildings are constantly collapsing, as if suffering from the coming of the apocalypse.

And in the rumbling sound of collapse, there was a golden light.

The monks are on the run, hiding, hiding from the wind and snow, hiding from the golden tower.

Suddenly, the golden light disappeared and the collapse stopped.

On the rubble of the ruins, shattered into a pile, three men stood in horns.

The monk's head was sweating, and the man with his back looked at the sign in his hand.

The rotating sign stopped, and it was still the boundary between life and death, neither life nor death, but also life and death.

The person who took the Golden Light Pagoda had a Chinese face, purple begonia color, and his eyebrows were very heavy, which looked a little evil. This person is about two meters tall and wears a long robe, which is not weird, but dilutes the evil aura between his eyebrows and makes him a little more elegant.

"Living Yama Ruan Xiaoqi, Tota Heavenly King Chao Gai."

"Who are you?"

Chao Gai took the golden pagoda and asked the monk.

The monk laughed, "Not your friend, nor your enemy. ”

"How can I trust you!"

The monk smiled and said, "The bell is ringing, I have to leave, otherwise your people will come." ”

Chao Gai said: "You think too much. ”

The monk gently tapped the bamboo cane and said, "You have to pay a lot of money to kill me, so you are waiting for someone, it's a pity..."

Before the monk's words were finished, the figure had already crossed the main hall of Hanshan Temple and fell towards the cliff behind him.

Chao Gai and Ruan Xiaoqi knew that this person was extremely fast, and they no longer chased after him.

The figure of the monk fell from the edge of the cliff, struck his foot on a bulging stone, and continued to fall downward.

This is the retreat he has already chosen, so he is very relaxed.

However, when he stepped on the three stones on the ground, he found that the stone was soft, not because of the snow, but because there was something else, a soft object, on the stone.

However, the object was hidden under the snow, so he didn't pay attention.

The monk continued to fall, but his heart was worried.

One thing came to his mind.

"Yuanhai Ziping" records: Tai Sui is the son of heaven in the middle of the year, so he cannot commit it, and if he commits it, he will be fierce. Folklore has it that wherever Tai Sui runs, a piece of flesh will appear in the corresponding direction, which is the incarnation of Tai Sui Xing. Breaking ground here will alarm Tai Sui, so there will be a saying that "you must not break ground on Tai Sui's head".

He met Ruan Xiaoqi, met Chao Gai, and met Wu Yong, so what about the others? For example, Ruan Xiaoer, nicknamed Lidi Tai Sui!

The monk just wanted to get out of this cold mountain as soon as possible, but...

In all his expectations, he thought about sneak attacks, secret attacks, but he didn't think that he would have problems.

However, the problem was with himself, and the foot that had stepped on a soft object suddenly cramped, and the convulsion was so severe that he leaned and slipped down the moment he was about to step on the stone. Leaning over, the monk hurriedly lifted the stone with his hand, and then used the cane in his hand as a foot to move towards the other stone pestle.

The cramped foot was useless, but the fall was faster and more dangerous, and several times I stumbled and almost crashed into the raised rock.

When he landed, the monk breathed a sigh of relief, and blood suddenly sprayed out of his chest, splashing in the wind and snow, staining the snow red, and amazed the wind.

The monk stepped back and looked at the man who suddenly appeared from the snow, who was dressed in a white robe and holding a simple knife.

"You're dead!"

As he spoke, he flew towards the monk, the monk frowned, and the bamboo cane was a little bit, and he pointed towards the comer.

The man ran so fast, or rather, that the momentum of slashing with a knife was so strong that at the moment of fighting the monk, the man tripped over the rocks under the mountain, and the knife flew out, and he himself hit the monk's bamboo cane.

"I... I was killed by you..."

As he spoke, the man fell towards the ground.

The monk was slightly stunned, feeling that things were a little nonsensical, or that it was simply not expected by everyone.

The monk had no joy, only doubt, because his body also fell into the snow, like the man who had just been.

"No, I didn't kill you."

The monk stood up and shook his head.

The man on the ground was dying and said, "I'm dying." ”

The monk smiled and said, "The bamboo cane is not a simple knife, how can it kill people!" ”

The man lying on the ground: "Bamboo canes can also kill." ”

The monk shook his head and said: "The knife can kill, but the bamboo cane cannot, it can only help people walk, so, the short-lived Erlang Ruan Xiaowu, I will help you!" ”

After the monk finished speaking, he swung his bamboo cane and struck at the people underground.

But the people on the ground made a grimace at the monk.

Pu Dao, who had just flown out, flew back upside down and went straight to the back of the monk.

The monk smiled slightly, glanced at it, waved his stick, and knocked the flying Pu knife away.

"Such a trick..."

Before the monk could finish his words, his body flew back again, because the moment he looked back, there was another bloody wound in his chest.

"Did you think of me?"

Ruan Xiaowu was still lying on the ground, but in front of him stood an ethereal shadow. In the night, the most obvious is which head of red hair.

- The red-haired ghost Liu Tang, who has always been in Ruan Xiaowu's body.

From Chao Gai and Ruan Xiaoqi, Ruan Xiaoer halfway up the mountain, to Ruan Xiaowu and Liu Tang hiding in the snow under the mountain, this is all arranged by the other party.

So, why did that man ring the bell?

Not to tell people, but to judge for yourself that there was an ambush in front of Hanshan Temple, but in fact, all the ambushes were on the monk's retreat.

From the beginning, he misjudged the patient's intentions!

The monk was frightened, lit a bamboo cane, and floated in the wind and snow.

He pretended to be a monk, and he never left the Buddha in his mouth, but he never had any respect for the Buddha because of this! If he dies at the foot of the temple, is this the greatest irony for him?

In the wind and snow miles away, the monk looked up and looked at the temple on the top of the cold mountain in the distance, silent.

And on the ruins of Hanshan Temple, the six people who gathered together in the Seven Stars finally gathered on this snowy night!

PS: Seven Star Juyi, San Ruan, Chao Gai, Liu Tang, Wu Yong, the strongest Liangshan lineup! They're out of town!