As for Monk Hua, not to mention, this slut has never been afraid of something, even if he is suspected of killing the other party's old monk, he is still standing there triumphantly, not paying attention to what Jinghai said.

"Have you forgotten what the two donors have done?" After all, he is a hundred-year-old monk, Lin Yu's response is very indifferent, but this old monk is even more indifferent, even if he is angry, he can bear it.

"Forget." Before Lin Yu could speak, the old monk began to say Shi, and he spread his hands and said, "Amitabha, could it be that Master Jinghai is referring to the fact that I touched the buttocks of female tourists?" Then you are really wronged. ”

Monk Hua's words made everyone present angry, this guy invisibly gave everyone a critical blow, making everyone feel a feeling of internal injury, Nima, is this talking about serious things? Now that the seniors in their monastery are dead, the murderers may be these two guys, but these two bastards are still pretending to be fine, do they really not know how serious the things they have committed are?

"I spend the monk to do things, I have always been frank and unrestrained, if I do it, I will admit it, if I don't do it, even if you kill me, I will not give in." Monk Hua continued to chatter and said: "In addition, the Buddha said that all living beings are equal, but now you are all sitting, but we are standing, let me ask, where is equality?" ”

"Give them a seat." An old monk endured his internal injuries and instructed the little novice.

Ma, a little novice came over, and they brought chairs to Lin Yu and Monk Hua, and Monk Hua sat down triumphantly.

"Does the donor really need me to remind me?" Jing Hai's eyebrows fluttered, it was obvious that he was already angry, and he said slowly: "Last night, our Xuan Tribulation Master was killed in the temple, and the two of you can know. ”

"Yes." Lin Yu nodded.

"Do you two know that you two have the biggest suspicion?" Jinghai asked.

"Of course, the two of us were at the scene at the time of the incident, and we were the most suspicious." Lin Yu said again.

"Is there anything else you want to say?" Jing Hai stared at Lin Yu, and a huge amount of mental power emanated from him.

Monk Hua's face turned white, this old monk's mental power is too great, and the pure Buddhist cultivation made him a little unable to resist, Lin Yu was okay, he smiled slightly and said: "I have nothing to say, if I have to say it, I can only say that this matter has nothing to do with the two of us." ”

"The donor uses a sword?" Jing Hai said and stretched his right hand forward into the void, and the invisible force suddenly formed a whirlwind, and then Lin Yu's waist tightened, and with a bang, the mutilation flew out of his waist on its own and flew into Jing Hai's hand.

The mutilation is spiritual, it only recognizes Lin Yu as one master, and now that Jing Hai is holding the hilt of the sword, the originally soft sword body suddenly becomes straight, and a faint sword groan comes out from the mutilated body.

The hand that was broken in Jinghai trembled non-stop, Jinghai's hair was fluttering, he stared at the handicap, and said indifferently: "What a sword, I actually recognize the master, but in my hands, it's a dragon, you have to coil, it's a tiger, you have to lie down." ”

Jing Hai said that his right hand flicked on the body of the sword, and then he drank clearly, his hand shook with a mutilation, and a dragon groan came out of the mutilation, and then the mutilation was honestly in his hand, and he didn't move.

Such a strong strength, worthy of being a master of the Xianwu Realm, Lin Yu was a little shocked, except for the master, he had never seen a master of the Xianwu Realm, and the master was a hidden sword, usually inconspicuous, so he didn't know what the aura of the master of the Xianwu Realm should be.

This old monk was now putting pressure on himself and Monk Hua, so his aura burst out deliberately, which made Lin Yu a little surprised, he was thinking, is this the strength that a master of the Martial Arts Realm should have?

"Very good sword, what's the name of the sword?" Jing Hai put down the mutilation of his hand, and he looked at Lin Yu.

"Mutilated." Lin Yu smiled.

"Do you know that Master Xuan's body is fatally wounded, but three of them are sword wounds." Xuan Zheng stared at Lin Yu and asked.

"Yes." Lin Yu nodded and said, "But this doesn't mean that the person who wields the sword is me." ”

Xuan Tribulation made a move with his right hand, and the mutilation returned to his hand this time, he held the mutilation in his right hand, and his true qi was raised, and then the sword fell in his hand, and he quickly slashed forward with three swords.

With a sigh, three swords slashed out, three invisible sword qi fell on the stone crutches in the room, and three sword marks appeared in the stone crutches, he put down the sword in his hand, pointed to the sword marks of the stone crutches and said: "Just now we examined the injury, the injury on the body of Uncle Xuan Tribulation, and the sword mark on your hand, are consistent." ”

"As long as you are a master, you can do it." Lin Yu said.

"But in our temple, you are the only one who is good at using a sword." Xuan Zheng stared at Lin Yu and said, "And we have always been heavily guarded, it is impossible for outsiders to enter our temple." ”

"Baiyun Temple occupies such a large area, can you guarantee that not a single fly can fly in?" The flower monk muttered.

"If you have the intention of killing people and framing me, they have a way to bypass you, and then enter the temple to kill people and marry me." Lin Yu said.

"You mean, Master Xiaohua molested a female tourist and was also framed?" Xuan Zheng stared at Lin Yu.

"Of course, I grew up playing with him, and I know who he is." Lin Yu said: "He wouldn't do such a thing, because he knew that he was a disciple of Buddhism." ”

"Huh." A monk beside Xuan Zheng laughed, and he said angrily: "Wine and meat don't leave him, is he also a disciple of Buddhism?" If Master Chunyang is here, I would like to ask how he taught his disciples. ”

"How can my master teach his apprentice that he has a relationship with you?" Monk Hua was not convinced, he glanced at the great monk and said: "He is such an excellent apprentice, it is normal for you to be envious and jealous, because you can't teach it." ”

"Hehe, I can't teach it." The monk was even more angry: "You are a monk of wine and meat, you will be expelled from the Buddha's door." ”

"It's not up to you." Monk Hua said triumphantly: "I drink wine and eat meat, that is the desire that a normal person should have, you dare to touch your conscience and say, when you were young, didn't you have a heart for wine and meat?" ”

The last slap of the flower monk made the old monk speechless, he folded his hands, chanted a Buddha name, and then fell silent.

"Master Xiaohua, I have one more question for you, the fist marks on Uncle Xuan's body are also fatal injuries, and we feel the breath of pure yang true qi from the face, dare to ask this matter, can you give us an explanation?"

"I can't explain it." Monk Hua shook his head and said: "I have also seen the fist wound on the master's body, that kind of Yang True Qi, except for my Master Pure Yang Zhenren and me, no one else can punch like that, because that kind of pure breath is something that others can't have." ”

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