"The Death Table... "The old man in the red robe has a few ugly faces at the moment, but it is only a few ugly lines, anyway, his descendants have obtained the tree spirit that has been conceived for thousands of years, which is equivalent to having a great opportunity, even if he does not get the death platform at this moment, it can be regarded as excusable.

Qian Shutong had cold frost in his eyes, and just now, he suddenly found that the green shadow actually disobeyed his orders.

At this moment, looking at the huge phantom of the death platform, he knew that he was powerless to return to the sky, and he didn't linger, "Let's get out of here!"

The green shadow looked at the green-haired boy, and finally returned to Qian Shutong's side honestly.

The green-haired boy who was originally hanging on the branch suddenly sat up, and below him, the death platform showed his true body, and the green-haired boy was like a peerless demon king, leaning over to look at Qian Shutong below, "Here, don't go!"

A cold snort sounded, and on the death platform, the green-haired boy raised his palm and waved down, and a huge pillar of green light fell from the sky, crashing into Qian Shutong like a meteor.

In the face of this terrifying blow, there was despair in the eyes of the red-robed old man below, even if he faced this blow, it would be a problem to survive, and his descendants would be afraid that they would be more than lucky.

The green-haired middle-aged man has recovered his body at this moment, with a hint of embarrassment, but now there is a hint of ridicule in his eyes, and his own apprentice who has obtained the death platform will get the help of the artifact during this period of time, which is comparable to the three-grade great cultivator.

This is the horror of the artifact, even if it is the lowest artifact, it is not comparable to the magic weapons of immortal treasures and spirit treasures!

Qian Shutong had a coldness in his eyes, and in the face of this blow, he had no hope of escaping.

Under everyone's gaze, the green shadow suddenly moved in front of Qian Shutong, and saw that there was a trace of ruthlessness on the face of the still immature girl.

She raised her hand and directly split the green pillar of light, and then looked coldly at the young man sitting on the death platform.

"You're going to decide the winner today?" the green girl spoke, her voice crisp, but her tone was indifferent.

Faced with the girl's words, the green-haired young man sitting cross-legged on the death platform, with a pair of eyes glowing with a strange green light, had thoughts, and finally sighed and stopped making a move.

"Master, let's go!" The green girl took Qian Shutong's hand, jumped off the big locust tree, and returned to the red-robed old man.

And the death platform is also holding the green-haired boy at this moment and returning to the green-haired middle-aged man.

Looking at his own apprentice who was unconscious, the green-haired middle-aged man was a person who understood, and immediately led the person to leave here quickly.

The old and young members of the Qian family who let them leave did not make any moves, and a young man who got the death platform is no longer so easy to kill!

Looking at the big locust tree that now seems to have lost its spirituality, the Qian family also left the rabbit slope.

The green girl turned her head step by step, looking at the huge tree trunk, there were tears in her eyes, her fingers caught the tears flowing from her eyes, she was confused, she didn't know why she was crying, she didn't know that it was a sad performance.

I don't know when, the leaves of the big locust tree, is no longer so green, in the cold wind, a piece of leaves fall with the wind, and it withers in an instant, and the branches of the big locust tree, like dry soil, began to crack, one by one, showing the signs that the big tree is about to decay.

Night is coming, the night of the ancient land of heavenly sin, in the nameless, terror is everywhere.

On the top of Yunmeng Mountain, Yu picked up his brows and frowned slightly, looking at the decay of the big locust tree, the middle-aged man's face was full of worry, and no one knew better than him the importance of the big locust tree in Qingshui Village.

The big locust tree is not only the ancestral tree of many villagers in Qingshui Village, but also the place where many souls of Qingshui Village are sustenance.

The old beggar held a cup of white porcelain teacup, the tea fragrance was faint, the white cloud green tea leaves picked from Wanqing Valley in Qinzhou were slowly soaked at this moment, a trace of white water vapor steamed, the old beggar took a sip, squinted slightly, stared at the jade pickup, and did not speak.

He himself knows that as soon as the old locust tree falls, it must be the day when the demon descends into the world, and when the time comes, it is estimated that the jade in front of him will be more anxious than now, thinking of this, the old beggar is not gloating.

Really speaking, the old beggar actually didn't want to do this in his heart, but there was no way, he had his own plans, and he had laid out them for so long, how could he overturn all his arrangements because of this little human tragedy, for a great cultivator who looked down on the rise and fall of the red dust in the world, this is undoubtedly stupid.

However, the third junior brother of his own family is an exception.

"Over the years, you have taken root in this ancient land, and you have not changed much!" said the old beggar, with a hint of emotion in his tone.

Jade picked up and stared at the other party, but did not refute.

From Shangqing Palace to Cangzhou, during this period, there are millions of miles apart, and there are more than one or two decades in between.

"Zuo Xiang, do you think I came to Cangzhou for myself?" said Yu.

The old beggar had a thought on his face, but he didn't answer immediately, he thought a lot, thought of the figure walking on the land of Cangzhou, thought of the figure he taught people, and thought of the wind, frost, rain and snow he had traveled all the way.

"The heart is evil, and for you, it is the most important thing!" said the old beggar faintly, "In fact, you are more disappointed in this world than I am!"

There was a ripple in the jade heart lake, and he thought of a story he heard many years ago: a newborn child, when he first feeds, will work very hard, and the old people say that this is a born child, and he is worried that he will not be able to eat!

The first time he heard this story, he didn't care about it, until he saw a few three-year-old children, playing together, some of them already had enough toys, and they would snatch the children next to them, although it was only a small thing, but it caused a storm in Yuzhu's heart.

Little children don't know how to have seven emotions and six desires, but they will instinctively compete for toys in the hands of other children, which is the source of evil thoughts in the human body, an instinctive emotion.

Back then, he saw through the ugly faces of the cultivators on the mountain, and his survival and growth were nothing more than forcible seizures, for the sake of aura, for treasures, and for rights, and there were fewer tragic scenes in the world?

Yu Xuan sighed, he did not deny the old beggar's words, in fact, decades ago, he also thought so.

"That's why I hope that this person will learn more, think more, and see more before doing things, maybe so that that evil thoughts will not bring greater evil consequences!"

"The theory of human nature is not actually to deny the world, not for cynical reasons, but because human nature is inherently evil, so it is more important for more people to understand, be educated, and then bind evil thoughts within a certain range. ”

"However, more people only know that human nature is evil, and after making mistakes, they use this as an excuse for bad people to put down their butcher knives and become Buddhas with one thought, while good people need to go through a lot of hardships, is this world wrong, or are people themselves wrong?" After the old beggar finished speaking, he stared down with interest, and between the clouds and clouds, there was a billowing black gas, and the wisps drifted into Qingshui Village.

In the second half of the night, the domestic animals in the village were trembling and neighing, and the chickens and dogs were jumping, and the villagers spent a rather unquiet night.

The next day, the dog that had been raised by the farmer at the entrance of the village for many years, I don't know where he got a black hat, a dog with a hat, wearing red clothes, climbed on the roof, meditated on the roof, and the dog's mouth chattered deep and inexplicable Taoist Zen words.

In the south, a tragedy occurred in the family, and their three-year-old child was steamed in the retort and died a miserable death.

In Baishi Lane, there are meatballs growing, no more than a few feet in length, width and height, with noses, eyes and mouths, but they will shake without hands and feet, which scares many villagers from going to Baishi Lane to buy things.

The wind roared, the sky was gloomy and a little scary, Liu Buyi shrunk his neck, he didn't go out today, there have been many strange things in the village recently, so he didn't want to go out in this weather.

It's the thirteenth day of the first month, but in this ghost weather, I can't even see the shadow of the sun.

There was a knock on the door, and there was a strange call from outside the door, and Liu Buyi sat at the table, and he pricked up his ears to hear what the voice was saying.

"It's not easy... It's not easy... Open the door, I'm your mother!" spoke in a rather cordial woman's voice, and through the crack in the door, there was a glimmer of vertical pupils, green, trying to peek into the room.

Liu Buyi suddenly had goosebumps all over his body, and he pretended to be calm, "My mother died a long time ago, what the hell are you?"

The knocking on the door stopped abruptly, and then there was a sound like the friction of claws on the door, which was very harsh, and Liu Buyi covered his ears and pressed against the door.

"Little bastard, open the door, I'm going to eat you!" The voice saw that bewitchment was useless, and roared outside the door at this moment.

Liu Buyi immediately understood that the person who knocked on the door was by no means human, and his face was suddenly pale with fright, cold sweat was flowing on his forehead, and at this moment he was firmly against the door bolt.

Suddenly, there was a Buddhist sound outside, and wisps of golden light shot into the room through the crack in the door, and after that, the door became quiet, and Liu Buyi found a white figure gradually moving away through the crack in the door.

Liu Buyi, who had the courage to open the door, saw that the person was actually a white-clothed monk from Ganlu Temple, and he was holding a lantern in his hand, but the lantern was weirdly blood-red.

Liu Buyi, who shuddered, a voice sounded in the heart lake, "Don't go out easily during this time!"

Liu Buyi immediately turned around, and he caught a glimpse of several scratches on the door, as well as a golden talisman with Sanskrit written on it.

Liu Buyi, who has never believed in Buddhism, gave a salute to the talisman and then entered the house and closed the door.

The white-clothed monk walked on the road to Qingshui Village, and his first stop was the house of the family of the dog Chengdao.

Seeing the arrival of the white-clothed monk, the big black dog with shiny fur bared his teeth and said, "The wild monk from there, dare to come and spoil my good deeds?"

The white-clothed monk looked at the limb remains on the ground, his face was full of compassion, his eyes were staring at the big black dog, and the red lantern in his hand looked a little weird.

"Dead is dead, why do you still have a nostalgia for the world?" said the white-clothed monk slowly.

"What do you mean to be dead? What does it mean to be alive? Poor Dao is just taking a nap!" the big black dog sat cross-legged on the roof, and a pair of dog eyes flashed with green light.

"There is a shore in the world, called the other shore, and there is a world in the world, called the Western Elysium! Would you like to go with the poor monks?" said the middle-aged monk.

"The rain doesn't moisten the rootless wood, and the Dharma doesn't cross the people who have no fate, what's the matter! You still run to the Taoist temple and persuade the Taoist priest to become a monk?" the big black dog snorted coldly.

"Stubborn!" The red lantern in the hand of the white-clothed monk at this moment suddenly lit up with red light, and the big black dog saw this, and his expression was quite arrogant, and he immediately turned into a pleading.

"Master mercy! Master mercy! I am just confused for a while, greedy for the world, please raise your noble hand!" the big black dog said with tears in his eyes as he lay in front of the red lantern at this moment.

"It's all vain!" The white-clothed monk tore open the world in front of him with his hand, and at this moment the big black dog was still sitting cross-legged on the roof, but now on the back of the black dog, there was an extra skeleton shelf, wearing a tattered robe, and there were blood-red flames in the eyes of a body that had long been bloodless.

"Something does!" the skeleton spoke, its voice hoarse, like the roar of a hellish ghost.

"It's time for you to hit the road!" The white-clothed monk made a flower shape with one hand, and behind him, a golden Buddha appeared, and the golden Buddha made a move and suppressed it directly against the ghost Taoist.

"It's actually a golden body in front of the Buddha!" The ghost Taoist priest screamed under the golden Buddha's handprint, turning into a black mist, which was absorbed by the red lantern, and the middle-aged monk looked at the body covered by snow on the ground, and finally couldn't help but sit cross-legged, and the famous Sutra of the Buddha's life sounded in his mouth.

When the white-clothed monk finished reading the scriptures, the torso of that place slowly turned into powder, and when he saw such a white-clothed monk, he turned around and left the family.

The next one, the one who steamed his own children.

However, the white-clothed monk who passed by Liu Buyi's house happened to see an evil ghost, looking at the tall ghost thing blocking the door of other people's houses, the white-clothed monk did it easily, he had the heart to be kind, not called good, he had the heart to cross people, and it was difficult for people to cross, the truth in this world is actually almost the same!

After doing this, the white-clothed monk slowly walked away.

Outside the gate of Ganlu Temple, the old monk is like a majestic figure, and a black figure is sitting in front of him, which is actually a ghost in the realm of three grades through the sky.

One of the two sat cross-legged at the gate of the Ganlu Temple, and the other sat cross-legged on the road in front of the Ganlu Temple, a ring-headed knife was inserted beside him, the ghost was wearing armor, and a pair of eyes glowing with black breath, blood-red eyes stared at the old monk opposite, and he was not in a hurry to make a move.