But Tang Yinchen is iron-hearted and anxious, and he is bound to ask whether he is alive or dead.

"Monk, you've cleared your words! It was not easy for the master to find Lao Yang, why did you say that he was already young? Could it be that you are the legendary ghost gate? Tang Yinchen's tail tone rose, and he looked at the monk with a questioning face, "Is it possible... You're a gatekeeper? ”

"Amitabha, donor... Definitely. ”

"Definitely? Then you should explain it! Hiding it like this, could it be that the little goblin was hiding it for the golden house? Tang Yinchen's face was full of ill intentions, he laughed twice, and muttered in a low voice, "It's sad to hide in this place where there is no fireworks in the world, it turns out that you can't see anyone." ”

The monk's eyes looking at him were full of meaning, and Yang Huanzhi wanted to cover his mouth, but his eyes were intermittent again.

He had no choice but to put his hands together in front of him, "Don't blame the master! Yin Chen has no intention of offending, and hopes that Master Haihan! ”

When the monk heard this, he slowly put the wooden fish mallet into his sleeve, and when he got up, he brushed the hem of his clothes and smoothed out the folds that did not exist on his body.

His appearance was lofty, the compassion in his eyes was quite strong, and at the moment he turned around, there was a faint flash of Buddha's light.

Tang Yinchen's lips opened, and he was about to say more, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't make a sound, and he couldn't move.

Yang Huanzhi noticed his abnormality, and hurriedly got up and stretched out his hand to reach out to him, "Yin Chen? Yinchen! Do you have something to do? ”

One of his sword eyebrows was twisted into the word 'Chuan', but he reached out and touched the air.

"Master! As a high monk, the master should be compassionate, Yin Chen's temperament is arrogant and arrogant, and he will be good at discipline in the future, and I hope that the master will not blame him! ”

"Amitabha! Lord Yang was merciful and blessed by God. It's just that if the two donors enter the world, they will definitely disturb the world. ”

Yang Huanzhi's head was confused, "Huanzhi is stupid, I really don't understand the master's deep meaning?" ”

"The name of this place is called back and forth, and whoever can come here is a person who has not died."

"Dead or dead?" Yang Huanzhi asked rhetorically.

"That is, he has died, and he should enter the Yellow Spring, seek the Meng Po soup made by Meng Po, and return to reincarnation. However, one of the two donors died, and the other forcibly came here with the body of a mortal fetus, both of which broke the rules of heaven. In this way, there will be no room for the two of you in heaven and earth. ”

Tang Yinchen watched Yang Huanzhi's face change from the side, his heart 'chuckled', his eyes changed suddenly, and the red and blue streamers flashed in the palms of his hands.

The senior monk's eyes containing infinite wisdom swept lightly in front of Tang Yinchen, who suddenly felt a force of gravity fall from the top of his head, pressing him out of breath and almost suffocating.

His eyes were vicious, grinding his teeth with a 'squeak', and he kept chanting 'Demon Monk' in his heart! Demon Monk! ’

Yang Huanzhi was unaware of this, and continued to ask, "What does the master mean, is Dao Yinchen still alive?" ”

"Exactly."

"Can the master send Yin Chen out, and Huan Zhi will stay."

Yang Huanzhi's blunt words were understated, and they fell into Tang Yinchen's ears, but they made him fry up in an instant.

His face was flushed, he was bent over by the pressure, and he straightened his back with all his might. The power that had been brewing in his hands for a long time gathered again, but his limbs were now turned into straw. The frost-soaked umbrella has limited strength, but after all, its strength is limited, and it gradually becomes dim.

"Old Yang ......"

Tang Yinchen's voice was very weak, but it still reached Yang Huanzhi's ears.

He turned his head and looked at where Tang Yinchen was, and with a wave of his long arm, he happened to hold his arm.

His muscles tensed, sweat soaked his clothes, and Yang Huan's heart was horrified as he panted and breathed heavily.

"Yinchen?"

"Lao Yang, I'm fine, this monk must have been cultivating for many years, you go quickly. As soon as you go out, the hazelnuts will take you away. ”

His voice was soft that Yang Huanzhi had never heard before, like a feather brushing through his heart, which was not only reluctant, but also mixed with other feelings.

"What will you do if I am gone?"

Yang Huanzhi's voice was deep and muffled.

"Master has a big life, when you go out, come back with hazelnuts to save me."

He smiled freely, and if he could ignore his red eyes and the blood on his lips, he would be more like a normal person.

"I didn't leave you in the Jinluan Palace that day, and I won't do it today."

After that, he directly held Tang Yinchen's hand, and the expected pain did not come.

'Ura'

It was the sound of straw cutting through clothes.

"Don't move."

It was Tang Yinchen who hugged him, and he could only hear his gasping getting heavier and heavier, and soon became weak again.

"Yin Chen?!"

"Amitabha!"

The senior monk saw Tang Yinchen's injuries getting seriouser, and after all, he couldn't bear it, sighed, and lightly twisted the Buddha beads in his left hand in front of him.

The gravitational pressure that originally suppressed Tang Yinchen like a small mountain unconsciously and quietly decreased until it disappeared.

Tang Yinchen had cold sweat on his forehead, he glared at the monk angrily, and after taking a few breaths, he said, "Okay, you demon monk!" How dare you do it to the master! ”

"The donor's strength is low, and he should concentrate on cultivation, instead of coveting the red dust and being attached to the world."

Tang Yinchen sneered, "You demon monk is very interesting, but the master can only survive in the peony bush." If you are like you, guarding a pile of broken scriptures, not even day and night, how boring your life is. Tut! It's not fun to think about! ”

Tang Yinchen's words were disgusted in every way, and Yang Huan's words were blocked, lest Tang Yinchen would completely offend the monk.

Who knows, the senior monk is still calmly plucking the white jade Buddha beads, and said calmly, "The donor has gone through many events, and the poor monk believes that the donor has learned how to distinguish between right and wrong." ”

"Nonsense! You are a demon monk, who in Kyoto City does not know the righteousness of the master! Thinking about everything, Captain Xu Jing, was pulled down by a few of our brothers, and the little masters were so majestic in those days! ”

Tang Yinchen patted his chest and bragged about the cowhide, Yang Huanzhi half-covered his eyes, pretending to forget that Tang Yinchen was locked up in prison for a few days.

The monk was not happy or angry, and said with a smile, "I hope that the donor can remember what he said, and never forget his original intention in the future." ”

"Huh... You don't have to worry about eating radishes with less salt! Don't talk about what you don't have! Since you don't kill us, hurry up and release Xiao Ye and Lao Yang! ”

The fog was dense above their heads, and the two of them had not yet reacted.

Tang Yinchen patted his chest and bragged about the cowhide, Yang Huanzhi half-covered his eyes, pretending to forget that Tang Yinchen was locked up in prison for a few days.

The monk was not happy or angry, and said with a smile, "I hope that the donor can remember what he said, and never forget his original intention in the future." ”

"Huh... You don't have to worry about eating radishes with less salt! Don't talk about what you don't have! Since you don't kill us, hurry up and release Xiao Ye and Lao Yang! ”

The fog was dense above their heads, and the two of them had not yet reacted.