There are many disciples of the Vulture Palace in Xixia City, once she provokes more people, she can get out without killing anyone, she doesn't dare to play such a package. ,!

The coordinates given by the pharmaceutical technician are easy to find for a small killing, and she is very familiar with Xixia City, and the surroundings are also very familiar. There are very few disciples of the Vulture Palace who are not familiar with it, and the longer they stay in the Vulture Palace, the more familiar they become. Many years ago, the Vulture Palace used to be the public enemy of the rivers and lakes, and the only area that could be active was around Xixia City.

The pharmaceutical technician said that the small killing of broken temples was impressive, but there were many broken temples on the mountains around Xixia City. Before the opening of the Three Realms, there was a very famous Buddhist master in the mountains of Xixia City, and the NPCs of Xixia City called it the Closed Mouth Zen Master. So far, NPCs hundreds of miles around Xixia City still have the tradition of going up the mountain to worship the Closed Mouth Zen Master, and in the hearts of the NPCs, the Closed Mouth Zen Master is a living Buddha who cultivates in the world.

He suddenly came to the mountains and forests outside the city of Xixia, and when he was famous, he suddenly disappeared again.

The matter of the Closed Mouth Zen Master, hundreds of years ago, the NPC disciples who passed through the closed mouth Zen event spread widely. People who know the closed mouth Zen master also know that he has a mortal lover before becoming a monk, very beautiful, especially the skin, very fair, its beauty, like a fairy, many disciples of the closed mouth Zen master have seen her at that time, and they all call it in private, with a peerless appearance.

Every once in a while, the lover of the monk would bring wine and meat to the temple to see the master, tempting him and longing for him to leave the Buddha's door. But year after year passed, and she never succeeded. On the contrary, the closed-mouth Zen master has gradually become a master who is known to everyone in the Buddhist sect NPC on the rivers and lakes. The Western Xia Imperial Palace then funded the construction of a large temple, and the eldest disciples of the closed-mouth Zen master accepted disciples.

Many people believe that the disappearance of the Closed Mouth Zen Master is related to his lover before he became a monk, but the people in the Closed Mouth Zen temple insist that it has no relationship, because they say that the lover of the Closed Mouth Zen Master before he became a monk does not know when the Closed Mouth Zen Master disappeared, but there are still people who insist that it is a trick by the Closed Mouth Zen Master for the sake of his full fame; But the most widely believed theory is that the Closed Mouth Zen Master became a Buddha and ascended to the Western Heavenly Bliss.

With the passage of time, the already untenable doubts and speculations were finally drowned in the torrent of time. There is only one theory left that has been handed down, that is, the Closed Mouth Zen Master was originally a living Buddha of Western Heavenly Bliss, and after sowing the seeds of Buddhism in the mortal world, he flew back to Western Heaven Bliss. As a result, the body of the closed-mouth Zen master has become the Buddha most believed in by NPCs for hundreds of miles around Xixia City, burning incense and worshipping, and is accustomed to it.

The little killing found the small temple, and the temple was really small and broken.

Many years ago, because of the closed-mouth Zen master, there were many such small temples in the mountains and forests around Xixia City, some of which were people who sincerely pursued Buddhism, and some were swindlers with ulterior motives who fished in troubled waters to cheat money. After a long time, most of the small temples have been abandoned, and only the closed-mouth Zen temple funded by the Western Xia Palace is still standing. It has become the first Buddhist temple respected by the imperial palace of Xixia City.

There was only one person in the small temple, with a bald head and coarse cloth monk's robes, knocking on the wooden fish and chanting the scriptures.

The Buddha statue is very old, clay sculpture, but very clean.

"Why don't NPCs stay alone in this kind of place, practicing closed-mouth meditation?" Xiao Kill looked at the group curiously, she had no respect for Buddhism, and even disgusted it.

"Amitabha, closed-mouth meditation is unfathomable, and the little monk has no chance to practice. The donor looked worried, looked at the temple and was absent-minded, thinking that he was encountering difficulties. The monk stood up, with a clean face and a pair of star-bright clean eyes, revealing a sense of peace. Xiao Kill looked at it for a moment in surprise, and said "Master...... The practice of Buddhism is amazing. ”

"Amitabha, the donor's murderous aura is also amazing."

Little Kill said the name of the pharmaceutical technician, probably the situation. The monk listened and was silent for a moment. "Amitabha, caused by the conflict between the demons and the artistic conception, I think that the artistic conception of this person's cultivation does not match his human nature, or the artistic conception suppresses his original sensibility, or suppresses his original rationality. This kind of repression makes his heart gradually form a demon, but it is always hidden, and when it is suddenly disturbed by certain conditions, the demon is released, and the power of the artistic conception is to suppress the power of the demon, and naturally releases a more powerful force, and the process of confrontation also forms such a pain. ”

Xiao Kill couldn't help but look at this monk with admiration, and there were two more appreciative smiles on his face. "Is there a way?"

"Amitabha, the Buddhist meditation mantra can relieve pain, and the mantra can relieve the chaos of the heart."

"Good! Teach me! After the little killing finished, he was slightly stunned and laughed self-deprecatingly. Dharma mantras, knowing how to recite them is useless. It's just that her defensive instinct of being in the rivers and lakes for many years doesn't dare to let others approach the current Yiyun at will, so the first thought is not to let the monk meet Yiyun. "So, it's a bit of a long way, and I'll bring him here in about a month."

"Amitabha, saving people is like fighting fire, and the little monk accompanies the donor."

"No need, I'll be here in a month." Little Kill turned around and went after speaking. Yi Yun's location from here, of course, it doesn't take a month, and the BMW can travel for half a day, so a month is just a defensive instinct for a small killing, if this monk has bad intentions, she has already brought Yi Yun over before she has time to prepare.

"Amitabha, the little monk will be waiting for the donor in the temple tomorrow morning." After the monk spoke, he sat down again, chanted the scriptures, and knocked on the wooden fish.

Little Kill stopped and glanced back. "Tomorrow morning?"

"Amitabha, the donor is eager to come, but he can't save people, and he is anxious to go back. That is to say, the headache donor will not be too far from here, so the donor does not need the little monk to come over, and of course he will be brought in soon. The monk said plainly, without smug taunting or dissatisfied mockery.

Xiao Kill didn't say much, and rode away, such a smart monk made her feel even more uneasy. So, Xiao Kill took advantage of Yi Yun's headache when it was not so bad, and told the monk as it was. "You say, do you want to go?"

"It's superfluous to go." Yi Yun frowned, and after saying this, she sank into the cold lake again, and did not surface for a long time. Soaking in cold water, the pain can be alleviated to a certain extent, and this method is very popular and used by Yiyun. That's what he did when he had a bloody heart attack.

Little Kill sat quietly by the lake, thinking for a moment, but he still didn't worry about Yiyun continuing to hurt so much. Yiyun had a headache and didn't say much, since it was superfluous to go, there must be a reason. Xiao Kill carefully recalled the situation of meeting the monk and the scene in the temple, and still felt that there would be no problem. Knowing that Yi Yun is only crazy about the people around Xixia, the time he encountered is very short, and the pharmaceutical technician is not a person who has deep friendships with people in the rivers and lakes, and a series of various things are traps, and the possibility of conspiracy layout is very small.

Then, Yi Yun thinks that it is superfluous to go, and probably thinks that the monk has no way at all......

"What's the point of trying?" Little Kill asked the lake, but for a while, there was no sound, and then a string of blisters rose on the surface of the water...... The little killer helped the watery Yiyun to walk ashore, secretly feeling dangerous. If she had come back late, if she hadn't been here, Yi Yun, who had passed out in a coma, would probably have drowned alive! "It's okay to try." Little Kill said, but he was talking to himself, and the unconscious Yi Yun couldn't hear it at all......

"I want to invite you to drink." Lady Qiren Wu was very serious, looking at the dragon sword in the door. Long Jian's face was cold and silent. On the second day after Qiren Wushu came to the Evil Breaker City, he suddenly found him. Long Jian still remembered Qiren Wushu's face, he really hated the woman in front of him, dirty, shameless, and inferior! "I'm not interested, I'm drinking, I'll regret it."

Qiren Wushu leaned against the door, not letting the dragon sword close, with eager tears on her face. "Dragon Sword and so on! Wait a minute...... I, I know it's wrong, really. Back then, I was really sorry for King Kong back then, and I was sorry for you...... I'm not trying to ask King Kong for forgiveness, I'm still worthy of him right now...... I just, only later, after going through so many hardships, when I think back to the past, I realized how wrong I was. I feel that what I said to you and what I did was shameful and undeserved. For so many years, I have always wanted to apologize to you in person, make amends, and dare not ask for your forgiveness, I just want to make my conscience better, okay? ”

Long Jian sighed, closed the door, and lowered his hand. If you really think so, this sentence is enough. The past is gone, and it is useless to think about it. Wine, you don't have to drink it, if you drink alcohol, you will regret it, Qiren Wushu, you will really regret it......"

"You still don't believe me? In this way, we will go to the Yuelai Inn, and drink in the hall of the Yuelai Inn, and I want to apologize to you solemnly and seriously. That's it, nothing else, really...... That's it......" Qiren Wushu lowered her face with a mournful expression, tears slid down her face, from her chin, to the skirt on her chest.

Long Jian looked at it expressionlessly...... After a while, Mu Ran asked. "Qiren Wushu, do you really have to insist on inviting me to drink?"

"Yes, I can't feel at ease if I don't apologize to you seriously! Long Jian, you just give a chance to a sinner like me, please......"

"Okay." Long Jian walked out the door and closed the door. "If you want to drink, go to the private room of the Yuelai Inn to drink, I don't want you to be embarrassed in front of the public."

"Well, do what you say!" Qiren Wushu smiled happily. "Long Jian, I knew that you have always been a knife-mouthed tofu hard-hearted and soft-hearted, at that time, I really shouldn't rely on your heart to say good and bad words......"

Long Jian didn't say anything, and silently followed Qiren Wushu into the Yuelai Inn.

In the quiet private room, Xiao Er of Yuelai Inn sent a jar of good wine, which was not opened.

"I'm afraid you'll be suspicious, so I won't pour you wine. I don't blame you, I learned the Demon Desire Sutra, who on the rivers and lakes doesn't know how powerful the Demon Desire Sutra is with ** medicine. Qiren Wushu's tone revealed a bit of resentful self-deprecation.

The Yuelai Inn in the Evil City is usually something that no one dares to do, so if something goes wrong and you are held responsible, you must give an account to the Justice League, and the price is too high. Therefore, the Yuelai Inn here, from the shopkeeper to the little two, Feihezhuang uses NPCs, or NPCs with families, relatives, and families. Such NPCs are not afraid that they will do anything unfavorable to Panda Inn for money, because every NPC knows the severity of the consequences.

Long Jian tore open the paper, picked it up, and signaled from afar, even if he accepted Qiren Wushu's respect, when he drank the entire jar of wine in one gulp on his back, Qiren Wushu hugged the other jar and drank it cleanly.

The jar falls to the ground and is crushed.

Long Jian wiped the wine from his chin and stood up. "Wine, drunk. I hope you will behave yourself in the future, if the evil city can't be accommodated, your fate will be miserable, when you were in the Demon Holy Land, you were also a notorious person, the woman who dominated the world, the sixth son of the deputy saint master of the Demon Holy Land, and the sexual 0 partner of the former Buddha Qiuhuan head Tiandao. Broken Evil City is the last place where you settle down, cherish it yourself. ”

Long Jian said, and he was about to go out through the door.

Seeing this, Qiren Wushu eagerly stepped forward and put it on the shoulder of the dragon sword. "Dragon Sword and ...... Wait"

Before she finished her words, she felt a chill in her heart.

Qiren Wushu slowly lowered her head and saw that there was a sword inserted in her heart, the sword of the dragon sword, and the sword that pierced her heart without turning back. "You ......"

Long Jian turned around slowly, staring at Qiren Wushu's angry, unwilling face with pity. "I said that if you drink, you will regret it. It's not me who regrets it, it's you. I should have killed you when you came to me. But I can't bear it, because it's so pitiful to think about the situation where you can't even stay in the evil city. Qiren Wushu covered the heart of the middle sword and tried to pull out the sword, but she lost her strength...... She is unwilling, she is unwilling to fail before she has time to do it...... Listening to Long Jian's words, she gradually felt fear...... If she breaks the evil city and can't stay, then, what should she do? Will it be like Batian and Liuzi...... No!

"I, I didn't want to kill you!" Qiren Wushu is eager to save herself, she can only grasp the last life-saving straw in front of her, she didn't want to kill the dragon sword, she just wants to make the dragon sword become a slave under her skirt and the Demon Desire Sutra, and become a backer to protect her pride in the spring breeze in the Evil City, and she can also enjoy the pleasure of revenge and trampling on the dignity of the dragon sword every time she tortures him with the Demon Desire Sutra.

"Really, I can't bear it. I hope to persuade you to turn back again and again...... It's a pity that you still insist. Until just now, I wanted to give you one last chance, but you still didn't cherish it. The sins of heaven are forgivable, but the sins of oneself cannot be lived. Qiren Wushu, you can't blame others, no matter how unbearable I am, I can't continue to give you a chance. You are too arrogant, these calculating methods on the rivers and lakes really shouldn't be played with in front of us......" Long Jian held the sword that was inserted in Qiren Wushu's heart, and when he pulled it out, blood, **......

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