Chapter 30: Midday Rain The monk in the alley

The mountain broke through the sky and fell sharply, the sword wind broke away, and life and death were instantaneous. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

The figure suddenly retreated in the air, quickly, in a hurry!

The shadow of the mountain grew larger and larger, and the moment the mountain landed on the ground, the figure left the shadow.

Zhen Cheng's face changed sharply, and he knew that he had been fooled.

A mountain has been recalled by him, so the people under the mountain can stand up.

Zhen Cheng's mind was fixed, and he didn't care about the retreating figure, so he flew over to the mountain in front of him and flew over again, because he knew that he couldn't let that person stand up, otherwise things might get very bad.

"Boom!"

There was a boom and dust splashed in the alley!

"I'm on my feet."

The sound of a slight tiredness, after the roar, pierced through the sound of the dust ropes falling, and also overpowered the sound of clods falling to the ground.

"Ahem..."

The sound of coughing was louder, penetrating the entire alley, and Pang Wanchun at the entrance of the alley trembled when he heard it, because it was the coughing sound when Zhen Cheng was vomiting blood under strong pressure.

Now, Zhen Cheng is injured and doesn't know if he can fight again.

Shen Gang, the god of heaven, was held in Yang Chun's hand and made a shield.

-- The situation is no longer favorable.

"You've lost."

Zhu Wu's clenched hand let go and smiled lightly.

Pang Wanchun held the bow and arrow in his hand very tightly.

"Until the end, no one knows the end."

"You've lost from the start, because we're more desperate than you."

Pang Wanchun was silent, silence did not mean opposition, but acquiescence, because they received instructions to save their lives when they came over, and Zhu Wu and they were desperate with every effort.

The bow and arrow in his hand are drawn more completely.

"You said earlier that the situation is yours, but you are wrong, the west side of the alley is not your general trend, and neither is the side of the alley, from the fact that you shot an arrow from the dust before, and then in order to save Shen Gang, you shot another arrow, then, you have tried your best, you have no strength to do anything."

Pang Wanchun was silent, he didn't speak, he was silent, he could also say that he didn't want Zhu Wu to know his truth, or it could be a trick to lure the enemy, in short, silence is the best of all the responses now.

The best option is not to speak, which is an irritating choice. Back then, he was hovering between life and death, and he escaped death several times, he had seen a truly dangerous situation, and he had also fought with the enemy several times, and he coped with it easily.

But this time, he definitely didn't expect that the legendary person would be so powerful, just a few words, he completely changed the situation, and in terms of judging the situation, he was not bad at all.

"Then, we will give you back everything you have given us!"

Pang Wanchun stepped back slightly and laughed.

The white teeth were very dazzling in the sun.

Zhu Wu saw the smile, and the smile that came out of that muscular stiff face was very strange, because this was a strange thing in itself.

Suspicion rises!

The sound of breaking the air came, and the sound of chaotic footsteps and scolding came.

"Retreat!"

Pang Wanchun shouted, drew his bow, and shot towards the alley.

"That's not right!"

Zhu Wu found that the situation was wrong, but Shi Jin had already met him, and as soon as he made contact, he found that the sharpness of the arrow was very different from the previous one.

"Be careful, it's a bomb!"

Tianshou has the best eyesight, looking at the object falling from the sky, it is a small bomb.

"Zhu Wu, I hope you can live!"

Pang Wanchun said a word, and ran into the distance in a few steps.

The footsteps were close, and the bomb also exploded, and when Shi Jin heard the bomb, his huge body leaned back and blocked the bomb with his chest.

"Here, shoot!"

At the entrance of the alley, four people appeared side by side, holding guns in their hands.

Behind them, a mountain crashed down, blocking their back path.

Zhu Wu's face turned pale, he took two steps forward, and his body shook.

There was an army in front, a mountain blocking the road behind, and a wounded soldier in the middle.

"Break through the mountain, go!"

The person holding the gun at the entrance of the alley was stunned, Shi Jin's body jumped up, fell from the air, slashed the mountain behind him with his claws, and then with one force, the mountain that was broken in half was propped up to the residential areas on both sides of the alley.

The mountain fell, the courtyard wall collapsed, and the houses in the small courtyard fell to both sides, and the sound of rumbling collapse suddenly sounded.

The mountain cracked, Chen Da crossed the crack, and Yang Chun's hand turned into a sharp thorn, cutting through Shen Gang's throat, but still using Shen Gang to block in front.

"Brother Zhu, you go first."

A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Zhu Wu's mouth, and there were more and more soldiers at the entrance of the alley, and he couldn't hold it anymore.

Shi Jin stretched out his hand to pull Zhu Wu up and stepped back. Yang Chun used Shen Gang as a shield and stepped back.

Not long after Zhu Wu left, the people at the entrance of the alley reacted and hesitated, and the gunshots rained down.

The mountain is getting smaller and smaller, and it may disappear at any time, because Zhen Cheng has already gone far.

Yang Chun let go of Shen Gang, but another burst of bullets came over.

The bullets were as dense as rain, Yang Chun's eyes tightened, and his body instantly became smaller, but the bullets were still moving forward, faster than him.

"Dingding..."

The voice sounded, and Qiu Yue blocked it with a knife.

"Let's go!"

Chen Da carried Wu Liangfeng on his back, Shi Jin carried Zhu Wu on his back, supported Shi Xiu, and jumped over the side wall.

Qiu Yue picked up the little snake on the ground with the tip of her knife and followed.

The soldiers at the entrance of the alley clearly did not think of these situations: people who suddenly disappeared, monsters like Godzilla, and people who blocked bullets with knives.

"Chase!"

The soldier squatting at the entrance of the alley reacted and hurriedly chased after him.

"Go, north, out of town."

Zhu Wu whispered on Shi Jin's back.

Shi Jin snorted.

"Let's turn back into human form."

Shi Jin carried Zhu Wu on his back and ran north, until he saw a checkpoint, looking at four or five soldiers with guns in their hands.

"Help, I've killed someone."

Zhu Wu shouted, and Shi Jin and the others also shouted.

The people at the front level were stunned for a moment and saw a few people.

"Don't move, raise your hands."

Shi Jin and the others stood still and raised their hands, but they were very miserable now and looked very depressed.

"You..."

As soon as the people at the checkpoint spoke, they stopped, because they couldn't speak.

"Let's go!"

Shi Jin ran forward with Zhu Wu and the others on his back, but Qiu Yue hesitated.

A small snake got down from a soldier and said tiredly: "Don't worry, you can't die, it's just temporary paralysis." ”

"Thank you."

This thank you was said by Qiu Yue for Wu Liangfeng, because she knew that if she let Wu Liangfeng know, she would definitely feel very uncomfortable.

This time, Yang Chun did not kill anyone.

"He's our big brother."

A man and a snake also ran north.

The farther I ran, the louder the cars behind me.

Shi Jin and the others went out of the city to run to remote places.

"Don't stop!"

Zhu Wu said this, and lay half-dead on Shi Jin's shoulder.

Run, run, I felt that I was getting farther and farther away from the track, and the tense nerves of several people became tighter and tighter, and then they suddenly crashed into a rain curtain.

It was noon, the sun was warm, there was no cloudy day, no cold wind, and the rain fell like a basin of water poured from the head.

The roads are muddy and it is difficult to walk!

"Thief God, we won't die!"

"Won't die! Haha..."

"The great river flows eastward..."

Shi Xiu looked up to the sky and sang, his face became even paler, and the jade beads on his face kept slipping.

"The stars in the sky are Beidou..."

Shi Jin howled along. This is their heroic song, but they don't have the image of a hero now, only pathetic feelings.

"You have me, I have it all... Haha..."

Chen Da echoed, and the three of them laughed heartily in the rain.

The rain curtain is like a curtain, covering the world and the world, but it can't cover the burning heart.

The figure swayed, after all, he had done his best, and fell in the rain, one, two...

Maybe it's safe here, and everybody thinks so, because they really don't have the strength to deal with anything anymore.

The footsteps were far away, and the alley, which had been loud before, fell silent.

The autumn sun is high, and the dust is flying and scattered in the sun.

The streets were quiet, from the chaos at first, to the end there was no one running.

"Tuk... Sincere... Tuk"

A moon-white figure came from the street, holding a bamboo cane in his hand, wearing a moon-white monk's robe, and a bamboo hat on his head.

There was no rain, no sun, but the man still had a golden hat on his head, and the only explanation was that he didn't want to be seen.

The autumn breeze rose slightly, and the moon-white monk's robe floated up, wafting out of the dust.

The previous sound was the sound of the bamboo cane in his hand hitting the ground.

The sound is getting closer and closer, and in the alley, there is a ** voice.

Wu Zhi and Lian Ming are not dead, but they are bleeding all over the ground and their breath is dying.

"I am compassionate."

The visitor whispered the Buddha's name.

Wu Shi raised his eyes and smiled miserably: "Master... Huh..."

"People die like closing their eyes, donor, go in peace."

"Ahem... How could I die..."

"Everyone will die, your time is up, let go of the unwillingness and infatuation in your heart, how about the poor monk crossing you."

Wu Wei wanted to scold his mother, but he didn't have the strength.

"People die like lights go out, donor, please close your eyes."

Wu Zhi's eyes are wider, like a child whose parents persuade him to close his eyes and open his eyes bigger.

"Won't you let the poor monk recite a sutra of rebirth to you?"

Wu Shi didn't bother to answer, and he didn't have the strength to answer such a question as him.

"But I won't."

A person like a high monk actually said that he couldn't recite the scriptures, which is too disrespectful! A monk who can't recite scriptures still pretends to look like a monk, which is too annoying.

"Because, you have already passed away once, and I don't know which sutra is for the ghost."

Wu De's eyes widened, this time because of fear, from the moment the monk said this, he felt that he was dying.

"I am not the King of Jizo Bodhisattva, I do not have the grand wish that hell will not be empty and not become a Buddha."

"Look, I've said so much, don't you have anything to say to me?"

The blood at the corner of Wu Zhi's mouth flowed more, and the blood under his body was like a stream, and his body was getting weaker and weaker.

"It seems that you have nothing to say to me, then, the donor is good."

Wu Shi struggled, trying to avoid the hand that came from the curtain above his eyes, it was a white and fresh hand, the fingers were slender, and the maintenance was excellent, if he saw it on weekdays, he couldn't help but praise it.

But he knew that this hand would cover the sky above his head, and it would also cover his sight and life, and when this hand was covered, he would be in darkness forever.

Wu Zhi wanted to hide, but he didn't have the strength, so he could only look at the hand covering the sky and covering his eyes.

"Don't be blind."

Wu Zhi died, and in a moment, he died.

No matter how the white hands tried to close his eyes, they couldn't close them, because he couldn't bare their eyes, and because of the fear at the last moment.

The wind blew, and Wu Zhi's body and clothes, like a pile of sand, were blown and floated in all directions.

"Who are you? Who the hell are you! ”

Lian Ming looked sideways at the scene in front of him, looked at Wu Zhi who was flying like dust, and fear hit his heart.

"Poor monk... Well... What is the best name? ”

When the moon-white monk's robe approached, Lian Ming knew that he couldn't escape this catastrophe, and neither could the other people in the alley.

"How about you call it Ruchen? People die like lights go out, and people die like dust, oops, it's really good, isn't it? ”

The Demoiselle covers the part above the nose, or which part is deliberately hidden in the shadow of the Demoiselle. Lian Ming only saw the white cheeks and the slightly upturned corners of his mouth, which was self-deprecation and mockery.

Lian Ming could only struggle, and then looked at the hands that fell on the imminent eyes, and gently seemed to ask him to close his eyes and rest, but he knew that it was not, so he also did not blink his eyes, and then scattered in the air like dust.

Pang Wanchun ran back, and it took a quick time, but when he went back, there was no one in the alley, only the dust of the alley.

Pang Wanchun frowned, the battle was already over, and it was impossible for the dust to remain for a long time.

The vigilance in my heart suddenly rose, and there was no smell of dust, but of flesh and bones, like bones that had been burned dry and crushed, and then scattered in the air.

In the white dust, he saw the moon-white figure standing up, faintly, like a ghost.

Pang Wanchun pulled up the bow, although he no longer had the ability to hurt people, but he just wanted to shoot this arrow, not because of confidence, but because of fear.

Self-confidence can make people happy to do something, and fear can make people unable to do something on their own.

So Pang Wanchun shot an arrow.

PS: There will be a chapter related to the text later, about some fragmentary ideas, related to the Water Margin, and also related to this book.

Guess who this monk is? There will be a very heavy role in the future.