Lu Lin was not stupid after all, and after being thrown out, he grabbed a horse and galloped away with a dart box on his back.

Lu Tengkong dragged everyone with the strength of one person.

It has been entangled for more than an hour before he exchanged injuries for injuries, injured three of them, and escaped with serious injuries.

"Damn it!"

A greased man swung out a palm, and a palm print was silently recessed into a tree pole next to him.

The others were also full of resentment and chagrin.

"Huh?"

The man whose face was painted white and red suddenly turned his head and saw Chen Yi hiding in the distance.

After fighting for so long, even Xiao Er, the owner of the tea shop, has disappeared without a trace.

Anyway, it's not a pity to build a shed and set up a few tables in a broken tea shop.

Not to mention the glass beads I received just now, I can buy dozens or hundreds of such tea shops, and the copper plate earned in a day is only this amount, otherwise why would they set up a stall in such a wilderness?

is left with Chen Yi's big bald head, which is really eye-catching.

"What a bold little monk, hehehe."

This person jumped a few times and came to Chen Yi.

"Little monk, why don't you run?"

"Why did the little monk run?"

Chen Yi frowned, smoked by the strange smell on the guy's body.

It smells terrible......

It's really worthy of the name of ghost slave, no one is not a ghost.

The man thought that he was just an ignorant little monk who didn't know the world, so he smiled strangely: "Forget it, since you didn't run just now, don't think about running now, it just so happens that Lao Tzu consumes a lot, so take you, the little monk, will be settled." ”

"Uh, what does the donor want to do?" Chen Yi really doesn't understand.

On the other side, the masters of the Diancang Sect and a few people from the other group all frowned when they heard this person's words.

didn't say anything, just showed a look of disgust, and turned away.

"Hmph, a bunch of hypocrites."

A ghost slave snorted and walked over.

"Second brother, you give me a share of this person."

The previous ghost slave said impatiently: "Why? Here's what I looked at first. ”

"You're not right......"

"Whoever gets it first is whoever!"

"Well, a few donors, if there is nothing else, the little monk will leave first."

Chen also weakly joined the road on the side.

The two ghost slaves looked at each other and suddenly laughed.

"Little monk, in the hands of our brothers, do you still want to go?"

"What does the donor mean by that?"

"Go ask your Buddha, if you can see it."

The two ghost slaves smiled yin yin, and slapped a palm at the same time, and the yin wind gusted.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The two palms slapped on Chen Yi's chest at the same time, making a strange and dull sound.

Chen Yi blinked his eyelids and stared at the two ghost slaves.

The two ghost slaves glanced at each other, and a ray of horror surfaced.

Just wanted to make a move, I saw the harmless little monk grinning, and a few white teeth were shining brightly: "The little monk understands, it turns out that the two donors want the life of the little monk......"

"The reincarnation of cause and effect, good and evil are rewarded, like a shadow, you want the life of the little monk, and the little monk also wants your life."

"Stinky monk! Go to hell! ”

Although the two ghost slaves were shocked because they had just slapped down, the monk was unharmed.

But I don't believe that such a young monk can have much ability, just because he has something weird.

At the same time, he slapped his palm, but this time with all his strength.

But I saw that the little monk's hands in front of his chest were suddenly separated, turned into two fists, and shot straight out.

"Click~"

There was a crisp sound, and the palms they blocked in front of these fists broke and shattered like a withering and decaying, and two fists that were as smooth as glass and faintly appeared with golden light slammed straight into the chests of the two of them.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

The two ghost slaves had a big pit in their chests, flew out like sacks, and smashed to the ground, tilting their heads, and seeing that they were out of breath.

It's really a breezy death......

"Amitabha, sin and sin ......"

Chen Yi whispered.

It's to calm the fluttering little heart.

He killed.

For the first time, killing in the true sense of the word.

In fact, he regretted it the moment he made the shot.

When he threw the punch, he did have killing intent.

I don't know if he killed too many corpse beasts before, and as soon as he made a move, he subconsciously went for his life.

The martial arts of these ghost slaves are not weak, but they don't take this little monk in their eyes at all, and they are completely defenseless.

His fists were so strong that it was too late to keep them.

The two ghost slaves are too dead to die.

After killing someone, he didn't feel much discomfort except that his heart was beating much faster.

Am I cold-hearted?

Or are you used to killing corpse beasts?

Ash Curtain did not react.

So they really deserve to be killed?

The two ghost slaves didn't just want to kill him, but wanted to "eat" him.

The negative karma that filled his body was the reason for his murderous intent.

I'm afraid it's not just the ghost slaves in front of me, but the people of the Ghost Sacred Palace, all of them should be killed.

In order to refine the so-called Yin Wind and Demons, I don't know how many people I killed and how many people I "ate".

The gray curtain did not count him as breaking the vows.

However, he sensed a faint aura like a mist that wrapped around him.

There are scriptures in the Jizo Sutra that speak of karma.

Everything in the world, every word, deed, and even a thought is a cause, and it will inevitably produce corresponding effects, which is karma.

This misty breath is karma.

Karma is good, evil, and unremembered.

Good intentions and good deeds have their own good karma.

Evil thoughts and deeds should have bad karma.

Good karma is pale gold.

What he saw from the black dog and the ghost slave was a thick black negative karma.

Unkeeping, which is colorless and transparent.

Neither good nor evil.

This thread was wrapped around his phantom mist, with gold being the most, colorless second, and a faint hint of black.

The spiritual platform, which is as clear as a mirror, seems to be covered with a few traces of imperceptible dust.

Chen Yicai suddenly remembered that before entering this world, there was a reminder in the gray curtain.

[The poison of red dust follows you like a shadow, remember the Sanskrit heart and deeds, and don't let cause and effect be entangled. 】

The poison of red dust follows you like a shadow......

What is the poison of red dust?

Is it karma?

Why had he never felt this way after he had killed so many evil and corpse beasts before?

Is it just because they are dead spirits, and the ghost slaves in front of them are living people?

The few people in the distance were already frightened when they saw the scene of two ghost slaves being beaten to death by this monk's punch.

Killing two ghost slaves with one move, it was impossible for Lu Tengkong Lao'er just now to do it.

Even the few remaining ghost slaves did not dare to avenge their companions, but were so frightened that they ran away.

Not to mention the others, they don't want to get into trouble, so they turn around and run.

"Contemplating the Bodhisattva of Freedom and Walking in the Depths of Prajnaparamita......"

Chen Yi was confused for a while, and recited the Heart Sutra in a low voice, and he had no time to pay attention to it.

I don't know if it's because of the first killing, or because the spiritual platform is dusty.

Should ghost slaves be killed?

Naturally.

Can it be killed?

Absolutely.

Since I should kill and can kill, then why should I be upset?

Is it right or wrong to kill by killing?

I don't know......

But......

I'm not a real monk, let alone Tang Sanzang.

This robe was only forced to be put on.

I have not exhausted the great compassion of all beings......

Why is this scum messing with me?

Not bad......

Why.

Those who should be killed, they will be killed, that is, they will be killed again, and I will also kill them.

As soon as the chanting stopped, Chen Yi raised his head again, glanced at the empty and only a mess of the remnants of the tea shop, and turned to leave.

The robe floated away like snow.

There was only a sigh left.

"The poison of red dust, red dust is like poison...... It turns out that this is the poisonous ...... of red dust."

But so what?

Armed with a sharp weapon, the murderous intent arises.

I'm not wrong for killing those who deserve to be killed......

……

Chen Yi felt that he was very handsome when he turned around and left that day.

But it didn't take long for him to coax again......

Although constantly telling myself that there is nothing wrong with killing the person who should be killed.

But in the past few days, he has also experienced a little bit of the compassion of "sweeping the floor and fearing the lives of ants".

He has been cautious, and he doesn't even dare to approach the ants, for fear that if he is not careful, he will kill again......

But it is not because of mercy, but because of the shadow of the first killing......

The last time the small lake in the island space was polluted, it already made him worry.

He didn't dare to bet on what would happen if he was entangled in too much karma.

Chen also found that since being possessed by the gray curtain, although he has gained many benefits, it is also like having many big holes on his back.

There are pits everywhere......

Of course, there is also such a possibility, everyone will face these pits, but he has a chance, but he can see the invisible "pits" and have the opportunity to jump over.

In this way, it is still a good thing to be pitted?