The sound of Buddha is rolling, and time is flowing.

For some reason, one picture after another appeared in Su Wushi's mind.

In fact, there are many differences in this flashing picture.

In the picture, sometimes it's night, sometimes it's day, and there are times of dusk.

And the scenery in the picture is also very different.

Sometimes it's a forest, sometimes it's a mountain road, and sometimes it's a raging sea.

But even though there are many differences in this picture, there is one thing that is the same.

That is the angry little round face in this picture, and the piercing Buddha voice that came.

In fact, I don't know when he has been afraid of the Buddha's voice in his heart.

Because he knew that when this Buddha sounded, it was the day when the little monk was angry, and it was also the time when he suffered.

And what is happening in the martial arts arena now is indeed a confirmation of his fear.

The picture in my mind became fragmented with the sudden cessation of the Buddha's voice in my ears.

The cold bluestone slabs, as well as his trembling hands, were all the things in Su Wushi's eyes.

At this time, he was lying upside down on the bluestone slab, with blood flowing from his mouth.

He felt the palm power behind him, and he also felt the familiar true qi in it.

It's just that he didn't understand why the little monk didn't appear before, but gave him another slap when he was seriously injured.

So, with a heart full of doubts, he turned on the ground.

But he never imagined that when he turned around and looked at the person behind him, he would see such a heartbreaking picture.

The injuries in his body, the sharp pain in his chest and in his back, he was unconscious.

This does not mean that he has forgotten the pain, but because there is a pain in his heart that is a thousand times more painful than a physical wound, ten thousand times more painful.

At this time, he was sitting upside down in a shadow, upside down on the bluestone slab, and sitting upside down in such an extremely laborious posture as his elbows on the ground.

His eyes were already slightly red, and the pupils in his eyes were trembling uncontrollably.

He saw the little monk, and he also saw the other party's face, which made him feel extremely frightened.

Fear comes from strangeness, but also from strong contrasts.

Because, he found that the eyes of the little monk seemed to ...... It's out of sight.

"Little... Monk... You... Your eyes...".

He spoke with difficulty, and the sourness that poured into his mind from the tip of his nose made him involuntarily leave tears.

Once upon a time, this immature face was full of pure and true smiles.

Once upon a time, this immature face had a pair of cleanest eyes in the world.

This is a pair of eyes that can calm people's hearts. It is also a pair of eyes that can make people extremely pitiful.

But now, his eyes are gone, and the little monk's face is only indifferent and angry.

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Today's little monk is still wearing the shabby gray monk's robe.

On his chest, which was covered with patches of various colors, was carrying a dead wine jar bound with hemp rope.

The little monk couldn't feel Su Wushi's red eyes, nor could he feel the other party's heart that was on the verge of being broken.

All he knew was that this abominable man was still alive.

He didn't speak, he took a step forward, raised his leg and jerked it fiercely at the other party.

And this leg hit Su Wushi's left ribs, broke three ribs, and kicked him far away.

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A dull wail of "uh~" rang out.

Su Wushi, who was lying on the ground and looking up at the sky, was holding down his left rib with his hand, and at the same time forcibly lifted his breath and said.

"Little monk... I didn't kill your master... No, I don't know the man in black!! ”。

He didn't understand why the little monk did this to him.

He only knew that there must be a misunderstanding between the two.

He had to solve the misunderstanding.

Wu Kunshan, who was watching from the sidelines, saw that the scene in front of him was as he expected, so he looked at the abbot master, and said in a deep voice, "Dustless abbot, I really don't hide it, in fact, as early as the eighteenth day ago, the senior brother in charge has also been killed!" ”。

As soon as these words came out, the abbot's old face, which had never shown any expression, actually changed.

He remembered that Uncle Kongzhi had died fifteen days ago.

Therefore, if what he said is true, the person who forced his uncle to poison his uncle could not be Zhang Zhenren.

So, he said in a deep voice.

"On the top of Minshan, there are still people who have learned the Taiyi Sutra."

Wu Kunshan's face did not change, and said, "I just took the position of head of the sect, and I haven't had time to cultivate yet. However, when the senior brother in charge was alive, he passed on the Taiyi True Scripture to this criminal. But with his strength, it is impossible to survive under the hands of Master Kongzhi, so this criminal must have passed on the Taiyi True Scripture to others a long time ago! ”。

Su Wushi's eyes were shocked and he looked at the other party in disbelief.

He didn't expect that this person was full of yellow mouth, spewing blood, and slandered him in public.

However, just as he was about to defend himself, the little monk came to him again, reached out and grabbed him by the collar, and lifted him up.

"Why did you kill my master, why did you speak ill of him!".

He said this with a gloomy face.

Many images of the past have come to mind.

He remembered all the words that the other party had insulted his master in the past five years.

"Hahaha little monk, your master is a bald donkey~".

"Hey, little monk, you are so stupid. Is your master stupider than you? If it weren't for that, how could he have taught you such a stupid apprentice."

"Hey, hey, little bald donkey, come and hit me!".

The thief's hateful smile and sinister words came to his mind.

Suddenly, anger rose from the heart, and hatred grew from the side of the guts.

So, he sacrificed his palm again, as if he wanted to return all the grievances in the past five years to the other party.

The small palm that exuded infinite Buddha light, with the anger of the little monk, hit Su Wushi's chest and made a loud "bang".

Without any accident, Su Wushi's body flew upside down again.

And the location where he landed was originally a group of Minshan's disciples.

But these people, when they saw that his body was about to fall to the ground, they all scattered and retreated, allowing him to slam heavily into the ground.

The sound of the scattered and retreating footsteps was urgent, but the expressions on the faces of these people were indifferent, and even worse, there seemed to be a trace of schadenfreude.

The sound of the body falling to the ground was very heavy.

After falling to the ground, a painful wail of "uh~" rose again.

I saw him, curled up, rolling back and forth on the ground.

He had never been in such pain.

Both physically and spiritually.

But at the same time, Wu Kunshan spoke out again.

"According to Minshan's investigation, this criminal not only colluded with outsiders to kill Master Kongzhi, but even the senior brother in charge was killed by him!"

In the midst of pain, Su Wushi forcibly raised his head, widened his unwilling bloody eyes, and looked at the other party deadly.

Slowly, he struggled to prop himself up, and staggered to his feet.

His gaze swept over the faces of everyone present.

He found that even the juniors and disciples who had kindness to him just now began to look at him with suspicion.

The trembling eyes finally fell on the little monk's indifferent face.

After taking a deep breath, he finally shouted out a sentence to the little monk, to everyone, and even to the sky.

"I didn't kill your master! I didn't kill my master either! Why! Why don't you all believe me! ”。

It's a pity that the compassionate words still failed to dispel the doubts in everyone's hearts.

Because, there has never been a person who is willing to stand up and speak for him.

And in response to his words, after all, there is only a little monk.

I saw his thin body begin to lie sideways and spin in the air.

Put your hands together and place them above your head.

As he swirled, there were flames around him.

The blazing flames enveloped him.

And he just like that, spinning and rushing towards Su Wushi.

Being depressed and angry was all the emotions in Su Wushi's heart.

He knew that the little monk was only a persistent person, but he didn't expect it to be so stubborn.

He also knew that as long as he was given more time, as long as the little monk calmed down and listened to his explanation, then he would be able to explain these things clearly.

So, he didn't think about whether his next behavior would hurt the little monk's soul again. He just didn't hesitate to pick up the seal.

The onslaught of fire is approaching.

But just when he arrived three feet outside Su Wushi's body, two agile yin and yang fish came to him, blocking the impact of the little monk.

He knew he was badly injured and couldn't afford to wear it out for long.

So, he took advantage of this moment and said to the little monk.

"Little Monk!! Trust me, I really didn't kill your master!! ”。

However, in the face of his heartfelt words, he heard a cold word from the blazing flame in front of him.

"That's your work! Killed my master! Don't try to lie to me again! I'll kill you! ”。

The little monk didn't know that at this time, he had already entered the demon path.

The hatred in his heart was too heavy.

And his killing intent is too heavy.

As soon as this remark came out, it seemed to drive the emotions of the audience.

At this moment, the Minshan disciples beside the two of them actually began to shout in unison.

"Kill him!!".

"Kill this traitor!!"

"Kill this deceitful and annihilated ancestor!".

And in this trance, Su Wushi also saw the angry faces of the people around him.

Once upon a time, the faces of these people were full of admiration and admiration for him.

He Su Wushi thinks that he loves all his junior brothers and sisters.

But how could he have imagined that these people who were loved by him would all want to kill him at this moment.

Time, as if in this instant, stopped.

He suddenly found that he had lost his meaning in this world.

His master is dead.

His uncle was also killed because of his negligence.

His juniors and disciples want him to die.

And the little monk he loved the most even wanted to kill him.

Therefore, he didn't understand what the point of living for a person like him was.

He used to be a big disciple of Minshan and was admired by everyone.

Every grass and tree on Minshan Mountain also has his memories.

But now, all of this seems to be moving away from him.

His existence no longer has any meaning.

Driven by the grief in his heart, he suddenly withdrew his internal strength and no longer resisted the powerful attack of the little monk.

He closed his eyes, opened his hands, and hugged the sky over Minshan once again, perhaps for the last time.

The swirling flames rushed into Su Wushi's abdomen.

The powerful internal force and the blazing high temperature directly shook his dantian.

And the cultivation that he had cultivated for more than ten years had since vanished.

…

At this moment, he was lying on this cold and familiar bluestone slab with his arms outstretched.

Blood gushed out of his mouth, and he just closed his eyes like this, on the ground, enjoying the sun, enjoying the last trace of warmth in the world.

In the ears of the little monk, the sound of coughing up blood was heard.

He knew that although the other party's cultivation was abolished, he still had a breath of air.

So, he stepped forward again, wanting to kill the other party completely.

However, just as he took a step, all his movements froze instantly.

At the same time, the dustless abbot in the distance had already stretched out his hand and curled into claws.

One move to capture the dragon hand, instantly dispatched.

Immediately afterwards, the little monk's body was forcibly pulled back to his side by him from a distance.

Seeing that the little junior brother was still struggling to step forward, Wukong Shouzao hugged each other hard.

Unexpectedly, the little monk roared while struggling.

"Let go of me! Let me go! I'm going to kill him!! ”

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What a heart-wrenching picture this is.

The two people who have been with each other all the way, who have shared weal and woe, and who have been with each other in life and death, have come to today's situation.

And Su Wushi, who was in the distance, actually had a hint of self-deprecation after hearing the little monk's roar.

He remembered that he had hoped that the little monk would break his vows and kill people many times.

But how could he have thought that the first person who made the little monk want to break his vows would be him.

The world is impermanent, and providence always loves to play tricks on people.

Su Wushi is gone, and he is no longer the great disciple of Minshan.

It's just that at this moment in his life, it is about to come to an end.

In his heart, he was still thinking about the little monk.

He remembered the stupid smirk on the other party's face.

I also remembered those eyes, which were as pure as water.

He doesn't hate the little monk.

He only hated himself and hated his incompetence.

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Su Wushi has become a cripple and died on the ground.

But Wu Kunshan didn't seem to let the other party go.

I saw him facing everyone and said in a deep voice.

"Su Wushi, betrayed the teacher, deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestor. Today, he was killed by the little master of Buddhism Wunian, and he really deserved it. Therefore, all the disciples of Minshan are not allowed to seek revenge for themselves, and if they violate this order, they will be punished as apostasy."

After speaking, he saw several disciples step forward, lift Su Wushi's body, and go down the mountain.

After that, Wu Kunshan saw that the dust had settled, so he said to Master Kongzhi.

"Master, I think the person who killed Master Kongzhi and my senior brother in charge should be the same person. It's just that this matter is full of suspicions, and since the Buddha Sect is here, you might as well stay here first, so that I can wait and find out the truth."

Master Abbot also seems to have seen that this matter is not simple.

He also knew that the two sides had to communicate in order to get to the bottom of the matter.

And at the moment, everyone is holding each other, and it is obviously not a place for conversation.

So, he said in a deep voice.

"Then the old man will be a disciple, thank you for the hospitality of Master Wu."

Wu Kunshan smiled when he saw that the old monk recognized him as the leader.

"Where, where! Coming from afar, we should fulfill the friendship of the landlord."

After saying that, he ordered his disciples to go and arrange a place to live.

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