"Murdered!"

The change came so quickly that everyone didn't react at once.

On the contrary, it was Wang Zhong, a complete outsider, who took the lead in shouting, and only then did he pull everyone back to the picture.

"Bei'er!"

Shen Yan was shocked by the tragic situation in front of him, and immediately became angry, filled with grief and hatred, and after a terrible roar, he fainted on the ground.

I looked at the blood stains on Shen Shuibei's body, the bright and dazzling red made me dizzy, like the scars on the chest of the old monk that day, so shocking.

I felt as if I had returned to that day, the sea of fire, the pressure on all sides, the scorching heat wave that enveloped me, as if I couldn't breathe, as if I was going to die. The blood of the old monk stained half of my shoulder, and it was so hot that it burned my skin.

In a trance, my eyes seemed to be full of red flowers, stained with blood, scarlet, and my head became more and more dizzy, as if I was about to faint at any moment.

"Little fairy, little fairy?"

I heard Wang Zhong's voice in a daze, and this voice pulled me back from that horrible moment of suffocation, and it was now clear. It's just that the eyebrows are a little swollen and painful, and the pure heart mantra lingers faintly in my heart at this time, like a clear spring, which makes me feel a lot.

"Little fairy, what's wrong with you, why did your eyes turn red just now?" Wang Zhong looked at me strangely, and suspiciously, as if he wanted to look at me again.

"Are your eyes red?" I reached out and rubbed my eyes, I don't know if my eyes are red, but the scarlet feeling in front of my eyes, this is not the first time I have encountered it. Seeing such a tragic situation, my heart was a little sad. ”

"Oh, is it?" Wang Zhong responded, but took advantage of my inattention to touch my eyebrows: "The lotus flower in the center of your eyebrows is also red...... Ouch!"

I don't like people touching me like this, and subconsciously knock his palm off, but I have always had a lot of strength, and he was hit by me and almost knocked down by me, but fortunately, I reacted in time and pulled him back.

"If you don't touch it, you won't touch it, what are you doing when you hit someone!" Wang Zhong muttered, but he didn't touch it again.

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, and looked at Mai Ethereal, only to see that she was also looking at me, and that look was very strange, as if she was looking at a monster, and with some thought.

I don't like that kind of look, and I don't like it anymore. I looked down at Shen Shuibei, he was still gasping for breath, refusing to take his last breath, he hadn't gotten the answer he wanted yet.

I couldn't bear it, so I bit my finger as I stepped forward.

"If you endure it, it will hurt. I leaned down and explained to Shen Shuibei, and without waiting for him to have any opportunity to ask, I held the handle of the dagger in one hand, and pulled it out directly.

"Ahh......h

"What are you, if you have this strength, you will keep it. "I broke open his wound with one hand, and his strength now is not as good as a child in front of me. I dripped my own blood on his wound, and the blood instantly melted into it and became one.

Gradually, Shen Shuibei's expression relaxed, but the paleness and beads of sweat on his face verified Fang Cai's pain, he looked at me tightly, but he was silent.

It's not the first time Wang Zhong has seen him, the last time he healed his leg, he tasted it, and at this time, he crossed his arms and hugged his chest, and seemed to say when he saw the excitement: "The blood of the little fairy is comparable to a panacea, no matter how many injuries you have, you can be saved." It hurts, naturally, but it's nothing compared to surviving, so I can't bear it!"

"Hey, I think back then, when I was still in the army, those locust-like arrows were everywhere on our bodies, didn't we still have to grit our teeth and fight desperately to kill the enemy and try to survive......?

Wang Zhong looked at Shen Shuibei and talked about the ancient times, and remembered the things when he was in the army.

I opened Shen Shuibei's clothes, and when I saw that the wound had begun to heal, I withdrew my hand, and the little wound on my fingertips healed in an instant. Turning my head, I saw the ethereal eyes staring at me again, and I was a little more surprised than the weirdness of Fang Cai.

"No wonder you are not afraid of my erysipelas, you have such a physique, who are you?" asked me.

I wiped the blood stains of Shen Shuibei on my hands, glanced at her, and said, "Didn't Wang Zhong say it, I am a little immortal." ”

Of course, I don't believe this teasing, I don't believe it, I don't believe it, and I don't believe it either. She followed, and asked, "You are not human, even a Terran monk would not have such a physique at all, not to mention that you have no cultivation at all." ”

"Ha, what are you scolding?" I playfully watched the dancing ethereal: "You're not human, are you......?"

"Shut up!" Wu Miao was in a hurry by me, and hurriedly stopped my words, and became a little more angry: "It's useless for you to heal Shen Shuibei, unless you don't stop protecting him for a moment, otherwise I will kill him whenever there is a gap!"

I suddenly felt a little funny, and I also followed Wang Zhong's example, holding my hands on my chest and looking at her: "You kill, people in the world have their own lives, and if I save his life, it doesn't mean that I want to save his life." What's more, your reason itself is not vicious, after all, if you report it again, you will be killed again!"

"You!" Wu pursed his lips, took a deep breath, and suppressed a little impatience: "Then why do you want to make a move again, wasting your strength in vain." ”

"I just can't get used to you, and you want to pull me as a backrest. ”

"You see that?" said Maison, frowning.

"Heh!" I sneered: "I'm not involved in your kindness and hatred at all, although I don't have anything to do with you when I bump into you, but you have to want to cover it up, so that Shen Yan thinks that I am an accomplice with you, so blatant, if I can't see it, is it a sweet potato in my head?"

"Although I don't like Shen Yan, this person is indeed extremely educated, and I won't kill you if you are involved. Wu Miao suddenly sighed and said.

I think about it carefully, she is right, Shen Yan faced the tragic death of his son, faced with the direct murderer, he could still suppress his anger, and did not directly call the people below to come and beat Wu Miao and me to death, he is indeed a very reasonable person, he can sit in Lubai Town, and it can be seen that his character is indeed good.

"But you did it anyway. I said.

Wu smiled suddenly, reached out and pulled the hair around his ear, and the reasonable face looked more and more delicate, and a little more feminine. "But after all, you are the one who saw Shannan die. ”

"So what?" I wondered.

"So you should be damned. She smiled.

But I felt a chill on my back: "You are sick! The person who killed Shen Shannan is yourself, and it is my business!"

"Little Immortal, Xiukou!" Wang Zhong muttered to me when he stood beside me.

I was even more annoyed by this sentence of "mouth repair": "Mouth repair is a fart! Mouth repair has a fart! The old monk has been repairing his mouth all his life, but he has not been able to live for a long time!"

"Who is the old monk?"

“......”

I suddenly stopped talking, what am I fighting with Wang Zhong? I feel innocent, and he is even more innocent.

At this moment, I smelled a familiar sandalwood fragrance, which was the temple incense of Tianjue Temple. There was a light sound of footsteps, if there was nothing, I stared at the door, and sure enough, I saw Mingjue!

"Evil obstacles!" Mingjue stood in the doorway, scolding.

I didn't even feel too angry with this person, so I found a chair and leaned in, and drank all the tea on the table.

Mingjue saw that the two people on the ground were not being supported, Shen Yan was unconscious, and Shen Shuibei had gradually gained strength and was struggling to get up. "Amitabha!

Okay, Mingjue put a big hat on me when he entered the door, and said that I was mutilating human life without understanding the rights and wrongs, and I took a deep breath, but I didn't even feel tired when I opened my mouth.

Wang Zhong looked at Mingjue, and then at me, although he didn't know why, he still greeted him, and said: "Master is polite! This, maybe Master misunderstood, the little fairy didn't hurt anyone here, and it was her ...... who killed people."

Mingjue's eyes were sharp, like a tiger like an eagle, and he glanced at Wang Zhong, who was furious, shrunk his neck, and retreated to my side.

"Monk Mingjue, don't you recite your mantra in the front hall, what are you doing here?" I pulled Wang Zhong aside, looked at Mingjue, and said.

"Naturally, it's to subdue demons and eliminate demons!" Mingjue looked at me, as if he was going to devour me alive.

I looked at him like this, and I was also angry and sighing, if Amitabha Buddha knew that his Buddhism taught such a fierce god and evil, comparable to Zhong Kui's impermanence, would he be so angry that he would fall off the lotus platform?

"But they didn't invite you to come, you are so in the world, you are suspected of breaking into people's houses!" At this time, I am extremely grateful to Yizen for telling me stories and books for me, otherwise I am afraid I would not have the tongue to refute.

"Well, remove the obstacles, heaven should be!" Mingjue said, and entered the door.

It happened that Shen Shuibei stood up, and his injuries were about seven or eight percent better. He stretched out his hand, and he had the strength to summon Mingjue: "Master, you are wrong to blame the little fairy, it was he who saved me." ”

Mingjue looked at me and pointed with one hand: "But he is a demon himself!"

The corners of my mouth smiled, and I knew that my blood had the effect of flesh and bones, so how could he suspect that I was saving people? Instead, he wanted me to die! What kind of eminent monks, what kind of Buddhism and Arhats, all are bullshit!

I propped one hand on the desk and looked at Ming Jue coldly: "I said monk, you always say that you subdue demons and eliminate demons, so have I killed anyone or harmed anyone?"

"Demons, demons!" Mingjue recited the Buddha's name, pinched the trick with both hands, and his momentum was like a rainbow, and he wanted to come directly to me: "What's more, you stole the Heavenly Spirit Relic of the original host, how can you be arrested!"

"What?"

I was shocked, how did he know that the old monk's Heavenly Spirit Relic was with me?

But what's even worse is that Mingjue's grasp clearly contains the clever Buddhist exercises, and I actually have a sense of restraint that is shrouded in the net of heaven and earth and cannot be moved. Seeing that the hand grasping was getting closer and closer, and the urgency on my body was getting more and more ruthless, I couldn't help but shout at the dance after all: "I'll help you save Shen Shannan!"