The autumn wind was cold, and the five thousand iron horsemen took advantage of the night to set off to the south, and the geese fell silently everywhere they passed.

On the other side, King Luo Bin also arrived in Anyang City seven days ago.

Anyang City seems to be shrouded in a layer of gloom, and everything is peaceful.

The government dragged its errands, and the men, women, and children on the streets seemed to have lost their souls, and they met a few normal ones, who were also regular customers of gambling houses and brothels.

"Buddhism here is so prosperous, it seems a little abnormal, there are many Buddhist temples in Jiangnan like a canopy, and I haven't seen such devout believers?" Luo Bingwang frowned tightly, and walked on the street and thought secretly.

Chinese people who believe in religion are egoists, and those who are useful to themselves will believe it, and those who are useless to themselves will ignore it. Buddhism advocates that believers should be good, but he only remembers to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground, and becoming a Buddha is just a metaphor, not a Buddhist karma.

He remembered that in Xingyun Temple in Yiwu, incense was as prosperous as the temple in Anyang, but at least fifty percent of the believers in it were fake believers, which meant that although incense was burned and worshiped by the Buddha, it was just... Bye-bye.

How can it be like .......

"Master, how difficult it is for a fool, how unfortunate the family is, the poor child is now in a high fever and cannot wake up, and I am tired of the master to use a wonderful technique to save my child." A bride cried.

She was carrying a baby about a year old in her arms.

The bride is beautiful, her cheeks are vibrant, and her crying adds a bit of weakness, which makes people can't help but go to take care of her.

"Have pity on him." The guru's ring scar shone in the sun, as if he had attained enlightenment, and he bowed his head, and a pair of good eyebrows hung down to his earlobes.

"Come with the poor monk." He led the bride to a wooden house in the street.

"No matter how much money it is, as long as you can save your child, the concubine will be... Willing. ”

"It's okay, you relax first, the poor monk will cast a spell to save him, good, don't resist, if you resist again, your son may die in the Yellow Spring, and he will never be able to live forever."

"Really? But this ...... Not in harmony with etiquette? She was a little scared.

There was a whisper of crying and appointments, and human mourning, followed by the sound of undressing.

The wheezing sound of men and women lingered in his ears, and a sullen breath appeared in Luo Binwang's chest, he gritted his teeth and prepared to leave, he was looking for a teacher, but he didn't have time to take care of this idle business.

But after a long time, I still couldn't get out.

"Who hasn't been young and impulsive, when Ren Xia was a hero?" He shook his head and muttered to himself, his thin body bursting with strength and kicking through the wooden door.

The monk, the woman, the two were entangled, the guru's eyes were full of excitement, it was greed and **, and the bride's pretty face was covered with tears, drop by drop.

The baby is crying.

He didn't know that his mother was being defiled, and in his name.

The weak body could only cry hoarsely.

"In broad daylight, Lang Lang Qian...... Thou shalt be ashamed to bully an orphan and widow here! Luo Bingwang read a few words according to the opening remarks of chivalry and righteousness in his memory, and suddenly felt full of justice.

The guru half-hid his robe to cover the ugly things, and with a kind smile on his face, he folded his palms and saluted, "What is the matter with this little master?" The poor monk is now saving people, and he can't tolerate the slightest sloppiness, what if he misses the day and the child gets sick and dies? Don't..... Do you care? ”

The hypocritical face showed a cruel smile, which was extremely hideous.

"Little brother, if you harm your child's life, I will definitely not let you go." The bride chimed in.

She took the initiative to take off her clothes, the pure body of the white jade, the beautiful snow of the jade rabbit, the two acacia beans trembling, and the other hanging with saliva water, moist, full of infinite temptation and reverie.

Demons Dance! There is no distinction between right and wrong!

King Luo Bin looked at this Anyang, it was Yecheng hundreds of years ago, it was originally the capital of Cao Wei, and it should be the same as Jingluo, and the etiquette prevailed, but he was disappointed.

"Put on your clothes, I have a way to save your child, isn't it just a high fever?" King Luo Bin persuaded that he had come from Chang'an and had penicillin medicine on him.

"This baby has reached such a point, how can there be a way to treat it?" The master snorted coldly, he looked down at the bride, and sighed: "This time, the poor monk lost three years of cultivation to save your child, but you...

This, this, this, so don't save it! ”

After saying that, he was really ready to walk away.

On both sides of the market, the crowd of people watching the play, including the woman's husband, who was honest, immediately knelt down and hugged the guru's thigh, begging him to save his son.

Chastity is not worth mentioning in the face of human life.

"Ask the Guru to save all the people." The old woman pleaded, the middle man pleaded, the child pleaded.

"Foolish people are like this, I can be regarded as enlightened." Luo Bingwang laughed at himself, feeling that his dog was nosy with rats, and secretly took out penicillin pills from his arms and fed the baby a tablet, and then walked out of the wooden house without looking back.

The people cannot be saved, but they can only be killed by the sword.

He looked down at the sword hanging from his waist, and involuntarily clenched secretly.

But the child is indeed innocent.

King Luo Bin now understands why the Emperor Taishang has been committed to opening up the wisdom of the people, it turns out that ignorance can really make people ignore right and wrong, and ignorance is really too terrifying and terrifying.

He waited on the street for a while, and when the old monk went out after finishing the tea, the man helped tie his belt, and his face was full of spring breeze, which was very comfortable.

The old monk walked towards the street where King Luo Bing was.

The pace is not slow, not slow.

Sonorous!

The head falls to the ground.

Luo Bingwang calmly wiped the blood on his face with a brocade handkerchief, and then wiped the sword, and the sword was as good as new.

The crowd was silent, not daring to look directly.

"I'm awake, thank you, Master." The bride knelt on the ground and thanked the old monk who was far away.

"I have a sword called frost and cold, and the sword is frost and cold in nineteen states, this is the first time I have seen blood." Luo Bingwang shook his head and looked into the distance.

He slashed it with a sword.

Although he was born in the Jiangnan water town where he still sings backyard flowers, the southerners are not necessarily weak!

I agreed to meet with them tonight to deliver the goods, and I don't know if we can meet as promised.

Quietly into the night, everything is quiet.

Inn.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Three in a row.

"Who, please come in." Luo Bingwang's eyes narrowed slightly, half lying on the Taishi chair, holding half a book of poetry in his hand.

"But King Luo Bin?" Wang Er asked tentatively.

Luo Bingwang nodded.

Wang Er's appearance was a little excited, and his eyes motioned for the two people to quietly walk over, and then knocked Luo Bingwang unconscious with a wooden stick, and then packed it in a sack, and then carried it on his body.

"The Taoist chief said, this transaction is black and black, and there is no capital for trading, you check what this kid left behind in the inn, and take it all away, can you miss anything?"

"Try! Step up your game! Rich! Rich! The two black-faced men stomped their feet in unison.

She didn't know that the old monk who was still with her just now was dead.

Death couldn't have been more complete.

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