The demon monk clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, the donor is really smart, and he can guess the identity of the poor monk." Would the donor like to hear a story? ”

"Damn, you monk is so long-winded. Young Master Ben is not in the mood to listen to your nonsense, quickly say who hired you to kill Young Master Ben, and whether the tragedy of the Xu Mansion was done by your Heavenly Court. ”

Xu Jun suspected that the murderer of the Xu Mansion was related to the person who hired Heavenly Court to hunt him down, maybe it was the same person. However, there was one question he had never been able to figure out. He is a gentleman with no ambitions, and at most in Qing. Lou and others are jealous, and if he fights a flower stand, how can he not kill his whole family.

"Amitabha, the poor monk can't answer the benefactor's question. The poor monk never participates in the daily affairs of the Heavenly Court, if the donor wants to know the answer, he only needs to keep killing the killers sent by the Heavenly Court, and sooner or later he will directly face the Jade Emperor and Gou Chen, and then the donor may ask for the answer. ”

"Makes sense, thank you for reminding Young Master Ben. Now, you go and die. The blood mist that rushed to the sky, Xu Jun smiled fiercely, and his eyes instantly turned red.

"Donor and slow down, it's not too late to listen to the poor monk tell a story first."

"Damn, it's endless, whether your uncle will fight or not, this young master hasn't eaten yet." Xu Jun was completely speechless, geniuses and mental illness were often in the same thought, and he could see that few of the nineteen killers in Heavenly Court were normal people.

"Why should the donor be in a hurry, you might as well sit down and listen to the poor monk tell a story while eating."

Xu Jun felt that he was about to vomit blood, it was unlucky enough to be chased by a killer, and what was even more unlucky was that this killer was still mentally ill, which was too. Eggs.

"Stinky monk, you are ruthless." Xu Jun fart. He sat on the ground, took out a bird's egg, broke it, and ate it raw. He wanted to see what tricks this dead monk could play.

The demon monk smiled slightly, looking up at the blue sky, as if remembering something.

"Twenty years ago, there was a boy who was so timid that he didn't even dare to step on an ant. His ideal is to one day go to a quiet place, build two large tiled houses, raise a few hunting dogs, buy two acres of land, marry a wife who is neither beautiful nor ugly, give birth to a bunch of fat boys, and live the rest of his life plainly. It's a pity that this qiē can only be a fantasy, because he is the biggest pirate force in Great Qin, the young master of the Tianbaolong pirates, he was born a pirate and has no choice. ”

When he was 12 years old, his father forced him to kill, but he couldn't do it. He kept crying, crying and crying, crying until there were no tears. His father felt disgraced and began to hate him, and his peers looked down on him, which made him friendless, unpartnered, and extremely lonely. ”

At the age of sixteen, he took his father's place and became the new pirate king. The long-term loneliness has changed his personality greatly, he is cruel and murderous, and he will cry every time he kills, but no one dares to look down on him anymore, and everyone has a fear of him, even his father. Because a murderous maniac with tears is more trembling than a bloody executioner. ”

"But he's not happy at all, he doesn't like this kind of life, he just wants to be an ordinary person. But he didn't have a choice, he was the only young master of the Tianbaolong pirates, and he had to take his own responsibility and let the Tianbaolong pirates pass on. ”

"It was a sunny morning, and the seagulls spread their wings and flew proudly. The Temporon pirates set out and plundered a merchant ship. The shipowner begged him to spare him, but he wept and raised his scimitar. A woman suddenly appeared on the deck and stopped him. This woman has a face that captivates the country and the city, so beautiful that he dare not look at it directly. ”

He tried to restrain his emotions, but he still couldn't help but fall in love with this woman at first sight, and even did not hesitate to turn his face with his father for her.

He was by this woman's side every day, guarding her, accompanying her, and in every corner of the island, there were figures of the two of them snuggling up to each other. It was the happiest time of his life. He forgot to fight, forgot to rob, forgot who he was, he lived in the honeypot he knitted with love, and he couldn't extricate himself. His whole life is dedicated to this woman, and he wants to make this woman happy all her life, without a little grievance or injury. ”

Unfortunately, the happy days were always very short, and the woman became pregnant, and he worshipped the woman in the midst of his father's opposition. In order to fulfill the woman's wish to go home to see her parents, he even quietly sent the woman out of the island behind his father's back. ”

"The nightmare was predestined from the beginning, this woman betrayed him, bringing a large number of officers and soldiers to surround the island. The once beautiful island has become a hell of Senluo in an instant. Everywhere there were flames and the sounds of fighting, as well as the cries of women and children and the screams of dying people. This qiē is all because of him. ”

But he didn't understand, were those days of getting along day and night all fake? Could it be that those promises of life and death are empty words? Could it be that this woman could bear to let her child be ridiculed as soon as she was born without a father? He is not afraid of death, but he is not willing to die like this, he wants to see this woman and ask him face to face. ”

He did not choose to die a glorious battle, but dropped the scimitar in his hand, surrendered to the imperial court, and became a prisoner. The court locked him up in a dark, damp, sunny, foodless, cockroach-ridden prison full of cockroaches and rats, and tortured him every day just so that he could summon the place where the Temporo pirates had hidden their treasures for many years. ”

"He couldn't remember how long he had been tortured, and in order to get him to speak, the jailers used steel needles, clamps, soldering irons, cutting his skin and sprinkling salt and other cruel punishments, making his life worse than death."

Every evening was the only time when he could enjoy peace, and two Lang Zhong would come to the prison, bandage his wounds, and take pills to make sure he was still alive. And then the next day a new round of torture would start again, and it had become a kind of cycle, a vicious circle that made people shudder. How many times he couldn't help but want to confess, but he knew that as long as he told the whereabouts of the treasure, he would die immediately. So he could only grit his teeth, because he must see that woman again, even if he died, for the last time. ”

"This is his war alone, he has no reinforcements, no weapons, no companions. The only thing he could rely on was himself, but the days of torture had made him so weak that he was dying. As he was dying, he suddenly saw the Buddha. ”

"The Buddha floated cross-legged in the air, telling him that all tribulations were trials, that the world was actually hell, and that he had to live bravely and complete his mission. Because he is a golden-bodied arhat where the Buddha sits, and he came to hell to purify sentient beings, he cannot die in prison. ”

"His injuries miraculously recovered, his realm improved by leaps and bounds, and he became a super master overnight, killing all the jailers and officers and soldiers in the prison. From then on, he became a monk and devoted himself to Buddhahood. ”

The bird egg in Xu Jun's hand fell to the ground with a snap and shattered. He opened his mouth wide in surprise and said: "The plot is too tortuous, you are the young master of the Tianbaolong pirates, what is the name of that woman, have you found her?" ”

Everyone has the heart of gossip, Xu Jun wants to know very much, what kind of woman is this, who can make this demon monk love to death and live, he is too curious.

The demon monk frowned and said, "Donor, is this the point, the point is that the poor monk saw the Buddha." ”

"Rub, this young master is not interested in the Buddha. If you talk so much to Young Master Ben, aren't you afraid that Young Master Ben will find out your current identity? ”

"Amitabha, don't worry, anyone who hears about the poor monk's past will immediately go to the Western Elysium. When the donor went to the Buddha, he would naturally know the identity of the poor monk. ”

"Oh my God, this young master is worried about a fart. You monk has gone crazy, where is there a Buddha in the world, be sober. It is normal for people to see many visions when they are dying. If this question is to be explained clearly, it will involve neuroscience, and with your IQ, you probably can't understand it. But one thing is certain, there can never be a Buddha in the world? ”

"Amitabha, sins and sins, donors should speak wildly, beware of misfortune coming out of the mouth. What the poor monk saw was the true body of the Buddha, it was not an illusion, you dared to doubt the existence of the Buddha, and the poor monk wanted to save you. The demon monk suddenly became extremely annoyed, and rushed towards Xu Jun fiercely.

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