In the place where the wind is surging in the leopard, no matter how sensitive Pikachu's ears are, he can't hear the footsteps of the shadows.

And the smell doesn't reach Pikachu's nose either.

It doesn't have the ability to spot danger approaching.

The cautious nature of the shadow made him not rush out immediately, but quietly hid in the shadows, pulling out three small throwing knives from the scabbard on the side of his calf.

The knife is not as long as the palm of your hand, but it is made of fine iron, and it is heavy in your hand.

He raised his hand and threw it, and one of the stalks turned into a streamer of swords that shot at Pikachu's body.

The flying knife was ten meters away from it, and Pikachu was still unaware of it, taking care of himself and moving against the wind.

It's fifty kilometers away from what Chiton said, and it's almost there, and if you walk a little more, you can drop the fish and go back.

"Pickup ......"

It cried out, but a gust of wind swelled, and once again rolled up the sand.

Sou!

The knife was blown sideways by the wind, and landed on the sand not far from Pikachu's feet.

The flying knife cast in fine iron was heavier, and it fell on the sand and sank directly into it.

Exhausted, Pikachu didn't even notice that something was flying by him, and even if there was, it must have been sand.

What can this kind of place have?

Except that sand is dirt, not even a female mouse!

The Shadow looked at the knife in his hand, suspicious of life.

What did that mouse mutter, and how could it cause the wind to blow away my flying knife?

No, try again!

The second throwing knife came out of his hand, and it was behind Pikachu in an instant.

Pikachu, who had taken two steps, suddenly fell to his stomach, and the sharp knife slashed across the fish's face, leaving a trail.

Once again, he sank into the sand in front of Pikachu.

Pikachu looked back with some confusion on his face.

But the raging sand and dust blew on its eyes, making the little bean-sized eyes squint slightly.

The shadow who was hiding in the dark and observing was covered for a while, and the figure disappeared into the shadow in an instant.

His heart was pounding, and he didn't dare to raise his head.

The fierce look in the mouse's eyes when he turned back just now obviously found his location, no, he can't go out for the time being.

Putting aside the shadow that scared him, Pikachu was a little dazed right now.

What was going on just now, how did it feel like something was flying around.

Well...... Anyway, it's better to hurry.

In the carriage, Mu Qixue was a little worried on her face, she was worried about what high-level spirit beasts Chi Dun's little mouse would encounter when he wandered around the wind and sand area alone.

The little one is cute, don't be fine.

The driver was changed from Fu Kun to the two unknown brothers, and Chi Dun suddenly realized this problem.

He couldn't help but ask curiously, "Do you know what the names of the two of them are?"

A few people shook their heads, this thing is really a little weird.

Chi Feng scratched his head and asked puzzledly, "None of you have asked?"

Still shaking his head, I don't know why, these two brothers will always be ignored by them unconsciously, and after getting along for so many days, they don't even know what they are called.

That's the end of the topic.

Several people were not in the mood to talk about these things, and Chi Dun couldn't drive the atmosphere, so he could only follow along.

The coolness of spring has long passed, and the nights will not be so cool.

In the bright moonlight, a monk with a coffin on his back walked slowly.

He tied the hems of his wary robes, and a pair of straw sandals hung around his neck in a thin rattan strip, where a rain had just fallen, and the surrounding land was muddy.

If you don't take off your shoes, I'm afraid it won't be long before they break down again.

Not far ahead, there was a small village, which he had inquired about when he had left a town the previous day, and would be a little more away.

The soul has returned to his hometown, and after walking for so long, it is finally coming.

Stomp, stomp!

The sound of horses' hooves came from ahead, and the wary mind didn't care.

"Hahaha!

"Woo woo woo ......!"

There was a man's laughter and a woman's cry.

The wary head suddenly lifted, and he looked into the distance with those sparkling eyes.

Six or seven men in rough attire rode horses, each of which was draped with heavy packages.

This is a group of mountain bandits, vigilant and did not greet them, but moved their bodies to the side.

From the side of the road I had been walking on, I walked to the center of the road.

A woman with disheveled hair was placed across a horse, crying out in a miserable, even desperate voice.

Several of the mountain bandits on horseback had insolent smiles on their faces, but some people also spotted the monk who was in the middle of the road.

He shouted, "Get out of the way of the dead bald man in front!"

At the same time, he pulled out a silver machete, and there was still coagulated blood stains on the blade.

Carrying the coffin on his back, he stood casually and smiled.

"A few donors are slow. ”

The men took hold of the reins of the horse, slowed down, and the horse's hooves were slowed down, and came to the wary one.

The man who had just drawn the knife shouted, "What do you want to do?

"Good!"

"Little monk, it's just fate!"

"All I beg is that innocent woman!"

The monk's words of not being in a hurry fell on the ears of several mountain bandits, as if he was provoking.

A few people who had already killed red-eyed people didn't care about a little monk, so he immediately rode a horse and rushed towards him with the machete in his hand.

In the silence of the night, the birds perched in a forest were alarmed.

The bandits fell to the ground and wailed, and walked on to the woman with a wary heart.

He asked in a calm voice, "Female benefactor, can you still walk?"

At the sound of his voice, the woman raised her head, and her face was full of tears, and she couldn't stop flowing.

The clothes were also scattered, and the wariness turned his gaze elsewhere.

"Little master, thank you!"

The woman uttered such a sentence in a gentle voice.

Vigilantly replied: "It's okay, it's ...... trivial"

His gaze, which had just turned back, suddenly froze, and the woman held a knife in her hand, which had been taken from the body of the mountain bandit beside her.

The knife sank into her smooth lower abdomen, and blood gushed out.

"Thank you......"

His wary nose suddenly thickened, and he could even hear his own 'wheezing'.

The muscles and muscles all over the body are tense, and the green tendons are bursting up.

He swept his murderous gaze over the people lying on the ground.

"Give it to me...... Get out!"

The beastly roar, he was suppressing himself, the monk could not be killed, he could not do anything that went against the teachings of the Buddha.

But, I still broke the vows.

Several mountain bandits thought that they would meet such a person, but this time they planted it, but the other party let them go.

After the catastrophe, he fled in a hurry.

Only Caution and the woman were left, and two frightened horses.

"Why are you doing this?"

Choking in his throat, he wrapped the cloak of the monk's robe around the woman's body and picked her up.

has entered his hometown, but he welcomes the bitter soul.

If there really is a Buddha in the world, disciple, please take a look at this world!