The bald old left was furious, and as soon as the knife ring rattled, he was about to do it. Suddenly, I heard the two young men beside the bald old man shouting sharply: 'My mother is ruined in her hands, what can she say more?' When I heard the tone of these two stunned boys, it must be the son of the bald old left, one hand with two knives, and the other hand with three sticks. About the bald old left, he secretly saw that although people were empty-fisted and bare-handed, just by killing the jade-faced civet, they knew that it was not easy to with.

Their father and son had secretly planned that regardless of the ridicule of the spiritual cultivation world, they wanted to win as many as they wanted to avoid being poisoned. So at this time, the two sons first shook their heads, so that one of the arrows of the double knife rushed to the left side of the little girl, and the sword flashed, and the force was fierce, and it slashed diagonally towards her thin jade shoulder. At the same time, the one who made the three-section stick, as soon as he stepped up, shook off the stick ring, made it straight, and swept it over the willow waist to the right. If you are carried a little by two knives and a stick, I am afraid that you will not die of incense!

Who knew that this little girl regarded these two stunned boys as waste, and she was ruthless, and she saw the real chapter immediately. She waited for the two boys to make a move, only shrugged slightly, took a few steps forward, turned around, and was behind the two of them. The two boys used their knives and sticks together, and it was another fierce force, and they all fell short, making it empty. The two of them couldn't keep their footsteps, squeezed to the middle, the double knives were smashed on the sticks, the arms were numb, they were shocked, and they were about to turn over, but the two of them suddenly felt that their waists and eyes were intercepted. Immediately, he was frightened, threw a stick and threw a knife, and collapsed on the ground together.

Suddenly, a huge swirling water vortex appeared from under the two of them's bodies and spread, and at the same time, the water vortex spread, and countless rising currents of water were continuously launched from the center to impact the two of them, knocking them into the air. The speed is very fast! The rising water gathered into a huge red-eyed blue-body water dragon roared and swooped down, devouring the two of them in an instant, extremely powerful, and a fatal blow!

The two stunned boys whimpered, and the bald old left's heart ached, and he raised his machete and shouted: "Up!" Four or five majestic fierce men surrounded the little girl in the center, and each of them had a long and short hand, like raindrops, and greeted her. What a powerful little girl! Just looking at her jade arm, she actually started the kung fu of entering the white blade empty-handed, with a little point grabbing method, like a flower butterfly, piercing through the long spear and short knife.

In a flash, a large area was lying on the ground, and only Bald Lao Zuo and I were left in the empty field.

Bald Lao Zuo was so anxious that his eyes were like lamps, the fierce light was shining, and his face was full of sweat, like evil. He glared at me viciously, and stomped his foot violently, as if to run forward to fight the little girl's life, but suddenly stopped, and retreated. The little girl walked towards him as if nothing had happened. The little girl took a step closer to him, and the bald old man took a step back. I secretly thought that the soul chasing Tai Sui had a false name, such a bad thing.

Unexpectedly, the soul chasing Tai Sui suddenly turned around, paused, flew up, jumped several times in succession, and retreated straight to the door of the hall, and shouted urgently: 'Dark Qingzi beat her!'

Only then did I realize that he had ambushed people in the windows of the hall, and he specially retreated, so that the ambushers could send out a hidden weapon to shoot at the little girl. But after he shouted, there was no sound in the windows on both sides for a long time. The soul chasing Tai Sui was so anxious that he stomped his feet again and again, broke out in a cold sweat, and yelled like crazy: "It's not you, it's me!"

Unexpectedly, inside the door of the black hole, a calm voice shouted, "Disciple, this man will stay for me." The cheers continued, and an old nun walked slowly out of the door, still wearing the brown monk's robe seen in the tea shed, and a whisk of dust on her left hand. Seeing me standing outside the door, with his right palm on his chest, he asked me and said, 'The old Zen master Yaxing is not shallow. Her words were scolding to me. I had no choice but to say, 'It's a coincidence, and I'm fortunate to be a superior person.' ’

The old nun smiled and glanced at me. I still can't forget this glance! During the day, in the tea shed, she always closed her eyes, and I thought she was blind.

How do you know that at this moment, the two of them have a pair of eyes, but on her thin face, they are full of majesty, an unusual pair of divine eyes, one eyelid, under the moonlight, it seems that two lightning bolts shoot out of her eyes. Ordinary people must be shocked when they encounter this kind of vision.

At that time, the old nun was like a friend, raised her hand to the bald old man, and said slowly: "Soul chasing Tai Sui, do you still know the old nun?" These very ordinary words drilled into the bald old man's left ear like a thunderbolt! When there was a sound, a nine-ring machete in his hand actually fell from his hand and came over like a defeated rooster.

The little girl followed behind him, and came over like a solution. Bald Lao Zuo walked seven or eight steps away from Lao Ni and then stood up, fierce and mighty, and said dejectedly: "I knew it was you, I didn't need to spend such a big thing, I will take my life." ...... But...... My sons and nephews, can you let them live?......

Bald Lao Zuo's words were said intermittently as if he was struggling for his life, the situation was very miserable, and Lao Ni was simply his nemesis. But the old nun was very kind, and when he heard what he said, he immediately said, "Good to discuss, you lead the way." Let's borrow your treasure house to talk. After speaking, he smiled at me and said, "Old Zen master, we are also destined. Since the old Zen master happened to run into our case, why not stay for the Buddha for a while and see what happens. Old Zen Master, please inside!'

I have seen that this old nun is very good-looking, and the result of this must be ominous. How can a Buddhist person get involved in this? But what kind of characters are the old nun and the little girl? What kind of grievances did they have? Since they have seen half of it, they can't help but see what it is. Maybe a word from the side can save people's lives and win the seventh-level floating slaughter. Who knew that I thought about it this time, and I thought about it again. Anyway, that night, I made a wrong step, a wrong step!

The bald old man took the lead, and the old nun girl and I followed into the hall door. At this time, the moonlight penetrated into the front window, and there was a row of people lying horizontally and vertically under the window, and the bald old man seemed to have not seen it, and led it straight to the inner courtyard hall, and the little girl took the first step, and found the fire out of nowhere, lit the lamp and candle, and a table of vegetarian food was still neatly placed on the table. The bald old man Zuo was drunk and stood at the table without saying a word, but the old nun invited me to sit in the Taishi chair at the back of the hall, more than a zhang away from the vegetarian table. The old nun sat on the platform at the door of the house, opposite me, and the little girl stood beside the old nun.

Lao Nun did not speak to me, but said to Bald Lao Zuo, 'You may be seated.' The bald old Zuo Zhen was still obedient, so he sat down on the close seat. Then the old nun asked him, 'How many are there in your house today, please tell the truth, so that you don't make a mistake.' The bald old man said, "There are nine of them even myself." The old nun asked the little girl, 'Is the number correct?'

The little girl looked at me and said with a smile, "It's right to get rid of this old Zen master." The old nun said, 'Invite all the people in the empty field, and don't forget the jade-faced raccoon.' The little girl took the order to go out, and suddenly came in with a soft man in one hand. But he put all the people in his hands on the seats in the middle of the plain seat, and rested their arms on the seat, although one head was limp against his chest, and with his arms on the seat, he could barely support his body.

The little girl moved people in and out like this, and they all stood on the plain mat one by one, and finally brought in the body of the bald old left's woman jade-faced civet and rested on the seat next to the bald old left. In this way, there is a living person on the table of Bald Lao Zuo, a dead person with a jade face, and the remaining eight half-dead people are the disciples of Bald Lao Zuo. There were ten people in total, sitting on a neat table of vegetarian seats.