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Death!

The two words of Wang Shu's body made Wang Fuxing, who had always thought that his mind was as firm as a rock, a little dazed, and he turned his head to look at Huangfu Lingxi, who was bent over with his hands together, and he was stunned, and even the curvature of the corners of his mouth became bitter.

The underworld is strangled, bloody and horizontal, Wang Fuxing understood from the beginning what kind of road he was taking, down-to-earth, step by step? On this road, the more steadily he walks, the heavier his feet are stepped on, the more bloody footprints are every step, he debuted less than a year ago, if the crime he committed is conclusively turned out, if no one is guilty, it is enough to drag out and be shot for five minutes, for this, Wang Fuxing does not regret it, at least he thinks that among people of the same level, the crimes he committed are not outrageous, crazy gambling again and again, almost rocket-like ascension, of course, there is an element of luck, but more, it is his almost fearless decision.

When it comes to Wang Shao, almost everyone who knows this name has the most accurate evaluation: crazy!

If you describe the image a little, people may say that this is a madman who steps on dog shit and peach blossoms.

But even this madman has the same things to fear.

Like death.

If I don't die, I won't be defeated!

This is the belief of Chen Fengyan, one of the leaders of the young generation of the Chen family, and it may be the same for Wang Fuxing, he is afraid of death, but he is not too afraid, if he dies, he will die, there are resentments, regrets, but he will never be scared to pee his pants, but he is afraid of the death of the people around him.

One Ye Yuyan is enough to make Wang Fuxing obvious, he now has status, power, money and women, but he never wants to lose anyone, no one!

Wang Fuxing took a deep breath, he didn't know how long he had been silent, but after reacting, he found that the old Taoist priest Wang still hadn't hung up the phone, Wang Fuxing was calm in his heart, and said softly: "Death? How to resolve it? ”

"Go with the flow."

Wang Shroud seemed to have been paying attention to Wang Fuxing's reaction, and when he heard him speak, he immediately answered, but there was some helplessness in his tone.

Wang Fuxing frowned, narrowed his eyes, under the bright sun, it was an unusually firm face, he smiled lightly, and said: "I don't believe in fate, let alone some mysterious fate and luck, she is my woman, I will stand in front of her, what calamity, I am not afraid, she is not afraid!" ”

"Lingxi, Xia Qinwei, Chu Qianyuan, Yu Xiaoyu, Huzi, Yan Di, Fang Haoran, and others, hey, it will be a success. Revival, you go forward, this is your mission, from the day your grandfather changed your name, this name is your faith, go faster, go faster, go more quickly, despicable and shameless, deceit, conspiracy and calculation, so what? I don't want you to be a great traitor, but I don't object to you doing great evil. The environment and goals you are in are destined to be like ordinary people who can't use conventional means to solve problems, so do things a little more extremely, I can understand, on this road, now with you, doomed many people to fall behind, this is inevitable, I don't want to say anything, but I hope that when you bury your head forward, if you have time, you can take a look at the people around you, who is more, who is less. A life is very long, but how many can accompany you and are willing to accompany you to the end? Lingxi must be willing, but can she? None of us dare to say anything, it's all fate. ”

The king shrouded said softly, his tone was a little self-deprecating, a little desolate and pathetic, as if he had thought of something else, but he didn't say it explicitly.

In Wang Fuxing's memory, the old Taoist priest rarely seemed to talk at length.

He frowned slightly, listening to the silence on the other end of the phone, he wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start, the two sides were silent for about five minutes, Wang Fuxing sighed softly, hung up the phone silently, and put the phone back in his pocket.

Qixia Temple, in front of the relics pagoda.

Huangfu Lingxi had already turned around and walked slowly in the direction of Wang Fuxing, the sun shrouded her, which seemed to make her whole person smeared with a layer of gold, and her little face, which had become solemn and dignified by this environmental influence, became more and more holy.

"What's wrong?"

Huangfu Lingxi said softly, stood still in front of Wang Fuxing, subconsciously tilted his head, his moist eyes blinked, and his expression was calm.

Wang Fuxing shook his head, took a step forward suddenly, and hugged Huangfu Lingxi in his arms.

Around, watching this woman who was like a fairy descending to Wang Fuxing and watching her being held in Wang Fuxing's arms suddenly broke into pieces, it was called a ruckus, and the eyes of the shocked people suddenly turned into infinite regret and envy.

This woman with a strong natural body fragrance and a serene look, if she can hug it, it will be worth dying, even if it is to kiss the long sword in her hand.

How did such a woman become someone else's woman?

It's so fucking unfair.

In an instant, Wang Fuxing and Huangfu Lingxi, who were hugging each other, seemed to be the focus of everyone's attention.

Huangfu Lingxi, who was gently but firmly held in the arms of a comrade, blushed slightly, she could be calm in the face of Wang Fuxing's proper affection, but the Buddhist temple and Taoism have always been a very sacred place for her, and being hugged by Wang Fuxing under the relics pagoda suddenly made her feel a sense of blasphemy, she struggled slightly, extremely rare and a little shy, embarrassed and said: "Many people are watching." ”

Maybe it's because of the blessing of the soul, Wang Fuxing, who has always been extremely bad at rhetoric in front of women, took a deep sniff of the body fragrance that he couldn't get tired of smelling, and said softly: "Them? I can't see any of them, and you're enough. ”

Huangfu Lingxi's slightly stiff delicate body quietly softened, and finally stuck to Wang Fuxing's body, and seemed to snort lightly and stopped talking.

Big Buddha Pavilion, Thousand Buddha Rock, Wuliang Store.

Qixia Temple covers an area of more than 40 acres compared to other scenic spots in Jinling, it is not large, but for Huangfu Lingxi, it is indeed the most worthy of savoring the place, she walked very slowly, looked very carefully, and seemed to be surrounded by this solemn and peaceful atmosphere, has forgotten about hunger.

Wang Fuxing is also full of physical strength, and men occasionally accompany women to go shopping, in fact, there is still a lot of fun to speak of.

In Qixia Temple, from noon to more than four o'clock in the afternoon, the Huangfu Lingxi, who was dressed in civilian clothes and carried a long sword, walked and stopped in Qixia Temple, and Wang Fuxing followed her quietly, without saying a word, forming a very peculiar scenery.

"Hungry. Eat. ”

It wasn't until the evening that Huangfu Lingxi, who had carefully looked at almost every Buddha statue in the temple, finally spoke and said softly.

Wang Fuxing, who rarely spoke all afternoon, lowered his head and looked at his watch, it was already more than five o'clock, a comrade smiled secretly in his heart, after most of the day, he thought that if he went back to face Xia Qinwei and Yu Xiaowei, the safety factor would be improved by a few grades, so he nodded very simply, planning to leave here to solve the dinner with Huangfu Lingxi, the two didn't eat lunch, and simply drank a bottle of water throughout the afternoon, even if Huangfu Lingxi didn't say anything, he was hungry.

"If the two donors don't dislike it, they can use some fasting in the small temple, although it is not a delicacies from the mountains and seas, but an ordinary vegetarian meal, it is enough to solve the problem of food and clothing."

A warm and peaceful voice suddenly sounded from behind the two of them, with a smile, warm and mellow.

Wang Fuxing was suddenly startled, Huo Ran turned around, his eyes were sharp, and he shot directly at the person who came!

With his and Huangfu Lingxi's skills, when the other party just approached the two of them, they didn't even notice!

The other party's murderous aura without danger is one reason, but the other reason is enough to show that the other party is not simple, at least he is a super master!

An old monk with kind eyebrows stood behind the two with a smile, his hands folded, and when he stopped, he was less than two meters away from Wang Fuxing and Huangfu Lingxi!

He was of medium height, emaciated and almost hunchbacked, wearing a dull but unusually clean robe, with lowered eyebrows and a peaceful smile, without the slightest hint of danger.

Wang Fuxing's eyes were cold, and he did not hide his murderous intentions, and his inner vigilance was instantly raised to the peak, and he said in a cold tone: "Who are you?" ”

The old monk was stunned for a moment, looked at Wang Fuxing deeply, and seemed to be a little disbelieving that this young man who didn't look very old could have such cold eyes, and replied with an unchanged smile: "The poor monk is empty." ”

Master of the Scoundrel!

The presiding abbot of Qixia Temple!

Member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Committee of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference, Executive Director of the Heavenly Dynasty Buddhist Association, Vice President of the Wuyue Provincial Buddhist Association, President of the Jinling Buddhist Association, Abbot of the Zhongmei Temple in Houston, Jinling Qixia Ancient Temple, and the founder of "Jinling Buddhism", is the first abbot approved by China to be hired as an American temple!

Although a large list of names is not obvious in the hearts of ordinary people, for the children of the Buddhist family, even if they all pay attention to the four emptiness, this is also a great thing. Glory!

Wang Fuxing's heart was a little relaxed, but he still stared at this so-called monk, squinting his eyes and remaining silent.

Huangfu Lingxi clasped his hands together for the first time and bent down slightly.

The monk Longkong was kind and kind-eyed, and also returned the salute.

Wang Fuxing snorted coldly, he had always been vigilant and repulsive against people who did not know friends or enemies and were enough to threaten him, and he did not dare to be careless.

Wang Fuxing's eyes flashed, his tone was cold, he looked at the abbot of Longkong, and said coldly: "Your purpose? ”

"Amitabha. Those who enter the world, who are too murderous, are all demons. ”

Monk Longkong recited the Buddha's name and said softly: "Donor, you are in love." ”

"All demons?"

Wang Fuxing sneered, took a step forward, intentionally or unintentionally blocked the Huangfu Lingxi behind him, and said coldly: "Does the master want to temper me?" ”

"The poor monk doesn't dare."

Longkong was indifferent, without the slightest discomfort at Wang Fuxing's approach, and looked at it frankly in the face of the fierce murderous aura.

"There are tens of thousands of tourists coming and going in Qixia Temple every day, many of them are devout and faithful, but Master Kelongkong rarely appears, and the senior monk dares to ask, are the two of us really blinded by the Buddha? I think I'm ordinary, could it be that the master who pays attention to the four emptiness has crooked thoughts about my rather beautiful wife? I need a way to say, otherwise, if I want to leave, no one can stop me, whether it is a god or a Buddha! ”

Wang Fuxing sneered, standing in front of Huangfu Lingxi, looking directly at Master Longkong, strong and domineering!

God blocks killing, Buddha blocks killing Buddha!

Abbot Longkong's face remained unchanged, he whispered a Buddha name, with a sad face, and said softly: "Donor, your demonic nature is too deep. ”

His tone paused, regardless of Wang Fuxing's sneer, he stretched out his finger and pointed at the Huangfu Lingxi, and said with a smile: "Your lady is the most aura woman that the poor monk has ever seen, and her appearance can be called peerless, but the monk will naturally not be confused by beauty, but the poor monk deeply feels that she has a fate with the small temple, others stand here, face the Buddhas, and see the scenery, and she is here, she is indeed participating in Zen, the poor monk is happy for a while, so he came to invite, but it was abrupt." ”

"Koji?"

Wang Fuxing looked disdainful: "Qixia Temple, as the first ancestor of the Jiangnan Three Treatise Sect, Master Longkong is even more famous at home and abroad, and it is not another hypocrisy to say that this place is a small temple?" Master, you're also fascinated. ”

"Amitabha."

Longkong clasped his hands together again, and said calmly: "So the poor monk said the wrong thing, please come with me, the temple has prepared a meal, both of them are destined people, can we talk?" ”

Wang Fuxing was stunned for a moment, then narrowed his eyes and said softly: "Reason? ”

Abbot Longkong's expression was calm, he glanced at Wang Fuxing deeply, and then turned around, his eyes fell on Huangfu Lingxi, and he lowered his eyebrows and said, "My Buddha is merciful." This female benefactor is too vigorous, and there will be a death calamity within the year! The poor monk dared to ask, you might cross? ”

After a word, the stone is shattered!

Wang Fuxing's face changed suddenly, the mockery and coldness in his eyes disappeared in an instant, and he became hot.

The king said that he could not believe it, but Longkong also said that it was worth playing.

Abbot Longkong's expression remained unchanged, he stretched out his hand, pointed to the direction of the entrance of the main hall, looked at the Huangfu Lingxi, and said softly: "Please." ”

Huangfu Lingxi didn't seem to have the slightest fear because of the so-called death calamity, looked at Wang Fuxing lightly, and said softly: "I listen to him, he goes, I will go." ”

Longkong was stunned for a moment, looked at Wang Fuxing, whose expression was uncertain, sighed slightly, seemed to have a wry smile, and said to himself: "The peach blossom is a catastrophe, take a step back to be a thief, and further become a king." ”