The old ghost's temper is called a burst, he just faced the terrifying two-horned rakshasa , can take the most violent means, tearing it in half, this time chasing the yellow ghost disappointed and returned, already a belly of anger in his heart, hearing this, where can he bear it, he stepped forward and prepared to do it. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Monk Wu Fa was hiding in the dark before, he should have seen the old ghost, and although the old ghost returned to normal at this moment, he was also trembling with fright.

But even so. He is still a dead duck with a hard mouth, but he just holds on hard.

He pretended to be righteous and awe-inspiring, and said viciously: "This is a hanging temple, if you want to kill, you can kill; But you have to think about whether you can withstand my master's wrath......"

The old ghost stepped forward, ready to do it.

I hurriedly hugged him and whispered in his ear, "The strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, if we want to interrogate this little demon girl, we will have to be patient." ”

The old ghost can not give face to anyone in this world, but he can't say "no" to me.

And even so, he still said unwillingly: "This turtle grandson and Fajiang's guy who eats inside and outside must be in the same group, where is his turn to come over to show off his might?" ”

I said, didn't you see his master make a move just now?

The old ghost shook his head and said who is his master?

I said the abbot would be able to.

The old ghost shook his head and said that Huang Yanggui was running too fast just now, and I didn't pay attention to anything else.

I didn't say much, but I made two things clear - first, Cheng Cheng and Fajiang were able to be caught by the abbot; Second. He prayed for the rainstorm just now.

With just these two simple sentences, the old ghost finally struggled.

He felt the strength of the other party.

And even so, he still stared at Monk Wu Fa viciously, pointed at him from afar and said, "I'm looking at you, don't show your feet." Otherwise, I'll kill you with my own hands, just like that monster just now......"

Monk Wu Fa doesn't say anything else, but there is a posture of stubbornly supporting face.

He was not afraid, and snorted coldly, "I'll wait." ”

We are no longer dwelling on this place, but in the past, meeting with the blind old man.

Although it is impossible to interrogate Cheng Cheng. But the blind old man caught a large rat that looked like it had come out of the sewers, a bit like Master Sprint in the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, a humanoid rat with a furry appearance, treacherous eyes, and strong muscles.

The thing passed out, but at our request, the blind old man did not hesitate to wake it up.

The old ghost didn't be polite this time, grabbed the guy's chest, and then slapped it.

This palm has the nine-layer skill of the old ghost Nanhai Demon Suppression Record.

The rat man shivered for a while, and then white foam came out of his mouth, and after a palm, the old ghost did not stop, but asked for points all over the mouse's body for a while.

Looking at his constant slapping, I can almost understand his strategy, knowing that you have a hard mouth, then I will subdue you first.

When people are convinced, it is a matter of minutes to speak.

The old ghost beat the other party for about three or five minutes, and the humanoid mouse finally collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud, and he grabbed the other party, and then held it high, and said indifferently: "Can you speak?" ”

The man lifted his eyelids, looked at the old ghost weakly, and said, "Yes." ”

The old ghost nodded and said the name.

The man said slowly, "Occupy the pile." ”

Hearing this, a corresponding term inexplicably appeared in my mind, which is called subduing demons and eliminating demons, defeating the enemy.

Yes?

After a few seconds, I suddenly understood, and interjected, "You are from Tibet? ”

Just by virtue of a name, the origin of the other party is determined. The man was also taken aback, and then shook his head vigorously, saying no, I am not......

He tried to struggle, but the old ghost was firmly controlled.

However, although the beast's body is stable, its body is constantly changing. The old ghost felt a little uncertain, and shouted to me, "Lao Wang, come and help me suppress him......"

What's going on?

I was astonished, and was about to step forward, when I saw that the old ghost could not bear it any longer, and hurriedly threw the beast into the clearing.

When it was in mid-air, the beast screamed, because it was so terrible, that I didn't hear it very well, and then I saw that the thing suddenly swelled, and the next second, it turned into a sky of flesh and blood. Spread out in all directions.

I got closer, and subconsciously turned around, feeling as if someone had slammed my back, and if it weren't for the steady steps, I was afraid that I would have to fall to the ground.

Poof!

At this moment, I saw several people in my peripheral eyes being swept to the ground by the shockwave of the explosion, and wailing.

In the distance, Cheng Cheng's roar came: "Occupy the pile, occupy the pile......"

She woke up at this moment, although she was bound by the immortal rope and cultivated to detention, but her will was not extinguished, and she saw her most trusted subordinate blow himself up, and the hatred in her heart was transmitted through his bright eyes, which made people feel shocked.

I turned around and saw a patch of flesh on the ground, with a heart like a coconut hanging out of thin air.

It was incomparably huge, with dark green slurry on the surface, and then viscous filaments hung down, as if sensing our attention, and actually flew towards the bottom of the cliff, but the blind old man on the side had already prepared, and suddenly flew and grabbed the huge heart.

It was like a new creature, shaking desperately. Fortunately, the blind old man's means were also clever, and he took out a leather bag from his pocket, and put it in three or two clicks.

The old ghost and I ran up to us, and I whispered, "What's that?" ”

The blind old man said that it looked like a demon pill, but it was very special. It contains a very different kind of power, and after turning back and submitting, I will take a closer look to see if I can find any secrets.

I nodded yes, and the old ghost said slightly apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect the other party to have this hand when he had no power to fight back." ”

Our fight to save our lives just now filled the blind old man's heart with good feelings.

Where would he blame the old ghost, but it was a comfort.

We chatted here for a while, and then the Zen master came to entertain us, saying that now the Hanging Temple is dilapidated everywhere, like ruins, and it is really impossible to entertain you, if you don't dislike it, then go to my residence to rest for a while, and when you go back to interrogate the little demon girl, I will accompany you again, right?

I was worried about the other side of the cave wall, saying that we still have a companion......

Zen Master Huikong had just communicated with Mandu Ratu and others. Knowing the whole story, he said sincerely: "The abbot may not be able to figure out the ins and outs of this matter for a while, but I know that you have a great favor to my Hanging Temple in this calamity; Don't worry, what's the use of me. The old man will not refuse. ”

After that, he called Mandu Latu, led us away, and promised to return Yun Moqian back.

Guided by Mandu Rathu, we came to a small attic that had not been burned down, not far from the Mahavira Hall, and it was condescending and had a very open view.

Standing by the window, you can see most of the Hanging Temple.

And it was such a good vision that made me take the dilapidated Hanging Temple into my eyes.

At this time, it was daytime, the fog was thick, and in the haze, it could be seen that most of the buildings of this thousand-year-old temple had been destroyed, some were in ruins, and some fell directly under the cliff, forming a shocking broken wall.

The scene is a bit miserable to watch.

Mandu Ratu came with us, not to greet us, he had endured too much torture yesterday, and if he had not relied on his strong will to support, I am afraid that he would have collapsed long ago.

When I faced him alone, my heart was filled with guilt and I said sorry to him.

Mandu Rathu naturally knew that I was speaking to the little novice who fell off a cliff and died. However, he still waved his hand, sighed, and said that this night, I don't know how many monks from the Hanging Temple died for the truth in their hearts, and so did Baoqing, who died well; As for everyone, as Uncle Huikong said, others can be erased, but more people understand in their hearts that it was you who saved the Hanging Temple.

The words of Master Huikong Zen and Mandu Latu made me and the old ghost, who were originally a little mustard in our hearts, feel a little warmer out of thin air.

Maybe at the abbot of Huineng, we met a cold ass with a hot face, but someone understood us after all.

Our previous struggle is not meaningless.

Mandu Ratu couldn't hold it anymore, and after chatting for a few words, he fell asleep directly on the wooden couch, and I and the old ghost, the blind old man and the others were too fierce because of the previous battle. So I didn't say much, and we each found a place to meditate and practice.

I waited like this, but the Huikong Zen Master still didn't come back.

However, Yun Moqian came over not long after, and then was carried by the old ghost and took it into his pocket.

After I meditated and regained my breath, I never fell asleep. Standing by the window, I kept looking out.

At noon, suddenly a familiar little monk came to the small attic here, and he ran up and pushed open the door, and I stared at it. opened his mouth and said, "Master Baoshan? ”

The person who came was the little monk Baoshan, who had abandoned the darkness and turned to the light before, and was guarding the wings of the Yellow River Master.

He walked in, saw us, made a Buddhist salute, and then said anxiously, "Several, if you have time." Can you go with the little monk? ”

When I saw him in such a hurry, I couldn't help but be stunned, and said what's wrong?

This little monk fought in the Great Hall of the Thousand Caves, showing a strong heart, which made me admire, and seeing his appearance, I knew that the problem might be a little serious.

Sure enough, Bao Shan opened his mouth and said: "The elders such as the Yellow River Taishi Uncle and Master Huikong are now in the Bilu Palace, clashing with the abbot and threatening to set up another door, can you go over and help persuade you?" ”

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