Chapter 117: Qingliang Temple
The moon was dark and the wind was high, this night was destined to be a sleepless night, under the night sky, arrogantly running on the rooftops, and quickly flew in the direction of the city lord's mansion.
"Who?"
Suddenly, a black shadow flashed in the sky above the City Lord's Mansion, and the guards all shouted, all of them clenching the weapons in their hands, and their expressions were extremely nervous.
"Where are the father and son? Let them come out and meet me! ”
Arrogant said loudly with his internal strength, and the voice penetrated through the wall and resounded throughout the entire City Lord's Mansion.
"I wonder where Your Excellency is sacred? What is the matter with my father and son? Soon the godfather and son came out with more than a hundred people.
"I heard that your father and son are fish and meat neighbors, and I am here today to eliminate harm for the people." Proudly flew to the roof opposite the father and son, and said loudly.
"Don't be ashamed, I think you're looking for death, archers prepare."
Jiang Gan said with an angry face, it is really unreasonable for someone to dare to shout to kill him in his own city lord's mansion.
"Will do, will fly, and accept your life."
The arrogant toes on the rubble, and the figure flew forward violently, shooting towards the father and son.
"Arrows, arrows."
Seeing the arrogance of the general, he came straight to himself, and he was shocked and shouted loudly.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh."
Zhang Gong shot directly, and dozens of arrows shot towards the arrogance in mid-air like an arrow target at the same time, and the dense arrows overwhelmingly sealed the space around the arrogance.
"A few arrows want to save my life, and I am too proud to underestimate me, let me die all of them."
In the face of the overwhelming arrows, Ao Jue did not dodge, I saw him holding a sword in his left hand, and drawing a circle in front of his right hand, and then a powerful attraction emanated from the palm of his hand, and all the arrows that flew were pulled in the direction of his right hand, and his body turned around in mid-air, and his right hand was pushed forward violently.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh."
At the same time as the arrogant right hand was pushed out, the arrows drawn by it formed a long dragon and shot in the direction of the father and son.
It was all done in a matter of moments.
"Ahhh
Screams rang out one after another, and all the archers were killed by the blow, and the godfather and son also had several arrows stuck in their bodies.
"Why? What is the vendetta between my father and son against you, so that you must kill us? Holding the arrow stuck in his lower abdomen, he cried out very bitterly with blood flowing from his mouth.
"How can you walk by the river without getting your shoes wet, and if you do too many bad things, you will naturally have retribution."
"Huh."
Ao Jue pulled out the long sword in his hand and swung it downward, and a dazzling shot shot straight into the air, slashing at the flying father and son.
"Ahh Yes! ”
After two screams, everything was settled.
"Father-in-law, father-in-law, thief, I'll fight with you."
At this time, a fierce woman with a fat face of more than 300 catties suddenly rushed out of the backyard, and I saw her holding a long knife and scolding towards the arrogant rush to kill.
"Aiding the abuse, wicked woman, should be killed."
"Huh."
Another piece of training flew out, and after a bloody light, finally, it was clean.
"Whew!"
After dealing with the matter here, Ao never stayed in the slightest, turned around and flew away from the City Lord's Mansion, and the Nighthawk flew into the sky, disappearing in an instant.
The dark night sky is dotted with a few stars, which do not illuminate the mortal dust of the world, but also eliminate the loneliness of space, the evening breeze blows, and the leaves are swaying.
After the night's confusion walked on the track of time, the dawn began to break through the darkness and sprinkle into the world, the light drove away the darkness, the first sun frightened away the stars, and a new day had come.
More than ten years ago, there was a divine calculation on the rivers and lakes, and he was inaccurate, so everyone gave him a nickname: Divine Calculation Mud Bodhisattva.
After the debut of the mud bodhisattva, there are countless people who find his fortune tellers, some ask about the future, some for marriage, some seek hegemony, the mud bodhisattva runs around, and counts countless times, but the result is too much leakage, and he is cursed, and his face is covered with rotten sores.
After the mud bodhisattva went into hiding, no one knew his whereabouts, but there were rumors in the upper reaches of the rivers and lakes that if you wanted to find the mud bodhisattva, you needed to get the fire monkey first.
As a traverser, Ao Jue naturally knows that the mud bodhisattva is dressed as a woodcutter, but what can this be? There are so many people chopping wood every day, is it impossible for him to identify them one by one?
"Qingliang Temple."
Standing in front of the temple, he looked up at the plaque proudly, and a smile appeared on his face, this is it.
Proudly climbed the stairs and walked towards the temple.
This is a very old temple, very old, revealing a smell of historical vicissitudes. The temple is built on the mountain, near the mountains and rivers, and the surrounding scenery is pleasant, which makes people calm and relaxed, and forget all the troubles and sorrows of the world. The morning sun sprinkled with brilliance, draped the temple in a dazzling robe, which looked very mysterious.
On the offering table, in the incense burner, the spark is disillusioned, the mist rises and swirls, and the Buddha who is surrounded by the mist is like sitting on the cloud bed, which looks very sacred.
"Knock knock."
A great monk knelt on a futon, fiddling with a string of Buddhist beads in his left hand, knocking on a wooden fish with his right hand, and chanting scriptures in his mouth.
Maybe he was too engrossed, and when he walked in arrogantly, the great monk didn't have a trace of reaction.
Didn't disturb the monk's morning class, Ao Jue sat in the temple and listened to the great monk recite the scriptures for an hour, his Sakyamuni swordsmanship is the Buddhism mastery, at this time he heard the Zen sound of Buddhism so that his heart was an inexplicable throbbing, this feeling can not be described in words, Ao Jue felt that his understanding of Sakyamuni swordsmanship seemed to have deepened.
"Master, I'll ask you for something." After the great monk finished his morning class, he immediately said to him.
"I don't know what the donor asks for?" The Great Monk asked.
"A monkey." Said proudly and bluntly.
"There are so many monkeys in the mountains, why should the donor ask for it from the poor monks." The great monk's expression changed slightly, but he still said in a calm tone.
"The monkey I'm looking for is different from the others because it's hot." Said with an arrogant smile.
"Heat? Donor, please go back, this temple doesn't have what you're looking for. The Great Monk's tone became less polite.
"Why does the master refuse to let people go thousands of miles away, you are a monk, and the fire is useless to you, why don't you give it to me and exchange it for 100,000 taels of silver for Qingliang Temple." Arrogant still said with a smile.
"Donor, please go back, this temple doesn't have what you want." The great monk said without entering.
"Great monk, you make me very embarrassed by this, the fire is what I must get, if you don't give it to me, then I can only rob it, you have to think clearly, you must know that once the two of us fight, your Qingliang Temple will survive." Said in an arrogant and resolute tone.
"The donor can listen to the scriptures for an hour, which shows that he is a person with wise roots, why do you have to force heaven like other people in the rivers and lakes, sometimes I don't know that it is more full of progress than knowledge." The great monk persuaded hard.
"Great monk, you are mistaken, I am not looking for the mud bodhisattva to tell fortunes, but to ask for directions." Said with a proud smile.
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