Looking at the fire that couldn't be extinguished at all, Huineng reached out and grabbed a book on the shelf, he knew that this kind of curled book must be read often, and rushed out desperately after putting the book in his arms, he swore in his heart that even death would not let go of this scum who had lost his conscience.

Rushing to the tomb outside, Huineng saw that the figure in inconvenient clothes had reached the front of the passage and threw the machete in his hand, and the machete was like a streamer passing through this slightly reddened tomb illuminated by the firelight, and thrust into the front of the scribe with a thud.

The blade trembled slightly, and the scribe stopped suddenly, if he couldn't see the rush over, or if the horizontal knife could cut him in half, in such a short time, Huineng had already pounced to the side.

The kitchen knife the size of a human head in the scribe's hand slashed into Huineng's neck with a flying spin, and the great monk's actual combat ability to subdue demons and eliminate demons over the years was naturally not bad, and as soon as he lowered his head, the knife went around the back of his neck and returned to the scribe's hand.

Taking this opportunity, Huineng reached out and pulled out the machete inserted in the stone wall, but how could the scribe do what he wanted, the two had a bloody battle, Huineng was stabbed in the face, but the machete was also caught in his hand, and the scribe saw that he had lost the advantage in the weapon and hurriedly ran up to get out.

Huineng looked at the blood all over the ground and had already sworn that he would send this unconscionable thing to hell even if he died, and the two chased and slashed all the way out of the ground, and the moment they arrived at the mouth of the cave, Huineng felt that he had difficulty breathing, and it seemed that the air he inhaled was burning his throat.

The surrounding area has long been a world of fire, the great monk knew at a glance that from the fire here is definitely more than just a few barrels of oil, this vicious scribe is definitely hiding oil nearby, looking at the oil flowing down the passage, Huineng knew that this scribe had already thought about how to destroy everything here after the accident, and he went down just to open the door.

The raging fire burned on Huineng's skin, and the great monk didn't seem to feel the pain, and hugged the scribe who was wearing a strange outfit, the scribe's clothes did have some ability, and there was no sign of burning in the fire.

Locking the throat of the scribe, the knife in Huineng's hand kept slashing at the scribe's body, and a strange scribe waved the kitchen knife in his hand and slashed several times in Huineng's hand, and then slashed back with his backhand, and the two of them were like two beasts that would be separated from life and death in this fire.

In the end, the scribe flinched, looking at the bleeding face that was burned by the fire after Hui Neng's internal strength could no longer protect his body, thinking that this madman might really plan to die with him, and he didn't resist after being stabbed a few times by Hui Neng, but just ran out and crawled when he found an opportunity.

The fire burned very much, hundreds of steps around were fires, the oil drums ignited the trees here, people could see the flames on the mountain from afar, the wind swept the flames, the great monk could not see the figure of the scribe, so he could only flee for his life.

With his last breath, Huineng finally rushed out of the sea of fire, lying on the ground and breathing in the moisture in the soil, the great monk did not dare to slack off, and continued to crawl into the distance, the scribe came out early, took off and threw away the strange fireproof clothes on his body, and felt the gun placed in the distance, and limped away with the barrel of the gun.

The scribe's white clothes had already been soaked in blood, and the last few knives of the great monk were all stabbed in his body, and the walking scribe fell to the ground, and his eyes turned white.

The fire grew louder and louder behind him, and an old man who looked half-dead appeared in front of him, holding a man in one hand and a gun in the other, and disappeared after a few clicks of his foot on the tree.

A few monks of Qi'an Temple who were rushing in the distance saw the fire in the distance, and secretly said that it was not good, a group of people hurriedly rushed over, Huineng climbed all the way to a river under the mountain, and the fire on his body had long been extinguished, but the place where he was burned by the flame was still hot and painful, and there were still a few places of blood loss on his body.

He took out the book in his arms and looked at it, there was a place in the book that was cut by a knife, it was cut by a scribe just now, the book was stained red with blood, and by the moonlight, the handwriting could still be roughly seen, Huineng was relieved, but he didn't have the strength to look at it again.

The leader of the crowd rushed over from Qi'an Temple was Huikong, Huikong looked like Maitreya Buddha, although he looked smiling, but his strength was not weak, and he threw a few people behind him in an instant, and went straight to the mountain fire, and roared twice at the edge of the flame to the Quartet.

Seeing that no one answered, Huikong was about to rush into the fire to inquire, when a disciple's voice came from the bottom of the mountain, "Senior Uncle, Senior Uncle, Senior Uncle Huineng is here." ”

Huikong hurriedly went down the mountain, and saw Huineng with burns and knife wounds at the water's edge, and was immediately shocked, "What's wrong?"

"Put it away, quickly organize people to put out the fire, there are a lot of corpses and books in the cave." Huineng took out the book in his arms with a lot of strength and handed it to Huikong, who was like Maitreya Buddha, and Huikong, who was like Maitreya Buddha, hurriedly sat down cross-legged and gave Huineng the internal force to help him heal, and said to a few people on the side: "Quick, go and call someone to put out the fire." ”

Huineng struggled and turned his head to a group of monks: "Find someone, there is a scribe who is injured, he must be caught, he kills innocents indiscriminately and deserves death." ”

A group of monks were in a dilemma for a while and didn't know what to do, but seeing that Huineng and Huikong didn't have time to pay attention to themselves, they divided into two ways, all the way to extinguish the fire, and all the way began to search around the mountains looking for people.

The half-dead old man carried the scribe all the way to the north, directly crossed the city wall and went around into a small bamboo hut, threw the scribe to the ground, and the old man hurried to find someone, and soon a doctor came to treat him.

The doctor shook his head after looking at it for a while, and pointed to the scribe's waist, where there were many knife marks, and the bleeding did not stop until this time, and the half-dead old man seemed to be unable to speak, and had been communicating with people in sign language.

Outside the bamboo house, the bamboo leaves swayed, and the old man went out and sat at the door, smoking a dry cigarette in a daze.

……

In the rape field in the east of the city, Yun Bailing walked here and there, Yun Qianyu had been standing on the side, and Yun Tombsheng in the distance was sitting on the ground in a daze, he was still thinking about that illusion, it was really real, he felt something, but he didn't know what it was.

That feeling was like what Yun Qianyu said when he squatted next to him by the pool that night, not confused, but he couldn't find any clue, and he felt that the answer was within reach of his face.

According to what Yun Qianyu and the fourth steward said, everything tonight is expanding desires, and Yun Qianyu seems to see some desires in it, but no matter how he looks at it, Yun Tombsheng feels that this illusion is a bit chaotic, and he can't grasp the clue at all, it is more like a strange and meaningless dream.

Han Difu stood on the side and kept moving, Yun Tombsheng pricked up his ears slightly to understand that he was endorsing, and suddenly felt that Han Difu was really a good boy who worked hard, and glanced in the direction of Yun Qianyu and Yun Bailing, Yun Tombsheng suddenly remembered Yun Qianyu's weirdness, she always looked at herself with a very sympathetic gaze in the past two days.

"Hey!"

The young man squatting in the rape field in white was full of sorrow, he really didn't know anything about many things, but no one told him, he had lost his temper a few times before, but the woman coaxed herself with a baby's obedient expression, Yun Qianyu just knelt at your feet and let you scold her, and in the end no one said anything.

Yun Bailing first ran to a distance to smell it, remembered all the smells, and then returned to the field where a group of people fell into hallucinations to find different smells, little by little to eliminate them, little by little to remove the smells that were also found elsewhere, and finally the one that was left should be something extra here.

Under the moonlight, Yun Bailing was like picking vegetables in the field, and the little fox suddenly jumped down and ran in one direction, while Yun Bailing also sniffed and went that way.

A man and a fox met on the edge of a rape root, Yun Qianyu waved his hand at Yun Tombsheng, the young man hurriedly jumped up and ran over there, and Han Difu and the four housekeepers also followed.

After a group of people came around, Yun Bailing didn't dare to reach out to find it, so he pulled out a small dagger and gently brushed away the soil and the weeds and rape on the side, and after the small dagger dug down slightly, several people saw a finger-sized mushroom, the little fox's ears moved, and it seemed that the mushroom was still emitting sound.

"How so?" Yun Bailing picked a rape leaf, picked up the mushroom with a small dagger and put it on the vegetable leaf, looked at the mushroom that seemed to have been stepped on by someone and asked a few people.

On the green leaves of the girl's white and tender hands was a small black mushroom, but the little mushroom seemed to have been stepped on, and most of the places were oozing water like rotting.

The fourth housekeeper stretched out his hand to take it and take a closer look, Yun Bailing looked up at the fourth housekeeper before he was a little reluctant to hand over the things, the fourth housekeeper had already taken off his mask, sniffed it up close and then put it to his ear to listen, and finally put it at the center of his eyebrows and closed his eyes.

"It's this, it's a pity." The fourth steward nodded and returned the things to Yun Bailing, but said with some doubts: "This medicine is not working correctly, it shouldn't be able to support so many of you to fall into hallucinations at the same time." ”

Yun Tombsheng looked at the things in Yun Bailing's hand, and said to the four housekeepers, "Could it be that he was stepped on?" So the effects of the medicine are almost gone? ”

"Maybe that's the case, I suggest that you don't move here yet, young master, you will come back tomorrow or in two days, if the problem is not this mushroom, there may be a situation at that time." The fourth housekeeper looked at Yun Tombsheng and suggested.

Yun Tombsheng nodded, this is the best way at the moment, looked at Yun Bailing and said, "Bailing, can you find anything else?" If not, let's go back. ”

"It's a pity, this is a rare treasure, it's just ruined." Yun Bailing looked at the things in his hand with a look of regret, but the few people in Yun Tombsheng didn't have too many expressions, obviously they didn't understand the value.

After looking around in the rape fields, a few people who had nothing else to do began to walk back in the moonlight, and the guards of the Snow and Rain Villa left two to watch over the place from being disturbed.

The carriage was unhurriedly heading west on the road, and when it was close to Shui Yuntian, Yun Tombsheng stretched out his head to look outside, and suddenly found a female figure in front of Shui Yuntian's gate, and said curiously: "Huh? How can there be someone in front of our door? ”

Today, the evil that bumped into the afternoon was a little low, except for Yun Qianyu who was a little low, several people just felt novel, and there was no other reaction, Yun Bailing hurriedly stretched out her head to see, she had always been very interested in these things, and said anxiously: "I'll see, I'll see." ”

"I don't know either." Yun Bailing looked at the figure and said.

The carriage stopped in front of the door, and Yun Tombsheng, who was the first to come down, looked at the woman who was almost as tall as Yun Qianyu, and said with some doubts: "May I ask the girl, who are you looking for?" ”

Before the woman could speak, Han Difu, who got off the carriage, was surprised, "Master, why are you here?" ”

"Xiao Han, it's okay if you're okay, I heard that you hit the evil spirit, so I went to take a look, but I was driven back by Yun Gongzi's guards, I want to go back, but I'm a little worried, so I'm waiting here." The woman was Huang Zixuan, and she was a lot relieved after seeing that there was nothing going on in Handi's Mansion when she got off the carriage.