This was the first time Yuan Yu had seen Ah Xun.

In Shanmen, when Mo Typhoon lost his soul but gritted his teeth and said that he wanted to take Ah Xun's life, Yuan Yu thought that he would really kill Ah Xun! After all, when he said these words, Senior Brother was so resolute.

But now, the broken sword is inserted in his heart.

It seemed that because his words were not answered, Mo Feng turned his Adam's apple up and down with difficulty, and then cast his sloppy gaze on Ah Xun again, but in his mouth, he could only struggle out astringently and dumbly: "Ah Xun! Ah Xun! ”

Two Ah Xun, one light and one heavy, how much is mixed in them, maybe only Mo Feng himself knows at this moment.

Ah Xun had a slight anger in his eyes, and he didn't know where this anger came from, and he stared coldly at the embarrassed and miserable Mo Typhoon.

Although it is the first time to see it, but for such a Xun, Yuan Yu can't give birth to a trace of liking, Yuan Yu's age is too late to appreciate more things contained in it, just feel a little unfair, even if it is a stone, after covering it for a long time, there will still be residual warmth.

Yuan Yu didn't know how to help his miserable-looking senior brother, so he could only open his mouth and shout: "Sister Axun......"

Sister Ah Xun didn't get a good face, when Ah Xun suddenly turned his head, his eyes made Yuan Yu's heart palpitate, but when he saw Yuan Yu's face clearly, Ah Xun had some inexplicable look in his eyes.

Such a look made Xiao Xiao behind Yuan Yu open his cold eyes violently for no reason, and the eyes that met Ah Xun were full of vigilance, and he was unprecedentedly fierce.

Ah Xun turned his head disdainfully and looked away from Yuan Yu.

It's just that when words like Sister Ah Xun came out of Yuan Yu's mouth, they suddenly stimulated Motyphoon.

The depressed Motai seemed to be a little sober for a moment, forcibly paused his crumbling body, and his eyes became red little by little......

Whenever Motaizhuang is called like this, Ah Xun always responds sweetly, and even Motai himself is slightly sweet.

Mo Typhoon, who looked terrily, suddenly howled and cried, and his palm scratched his heart gushing with blood, so the blood gushed even more.

Xiao Daogu's little face turned white, and she also cried, shaking Old Man Xiao's arm blankly and whimpering: "Master...... Master...... You asked the second brother not to touch his wounds, okay, he shed a lot of blood, Master...... The second brother has been stabbed in the chest with a sword, why do you have to tear your own wounds, it will hurt even more......"

Yes, it already hurts, why does it hurt even more to tear it...... Xiao Daogu didn't understand, and Yuan Yu didn't figure it out.

It's just that before they could figure it out, the crying Mo Typhoon raised his gray face and asked in despair: "Ah Xun, you and I know each other, know each other, go on a blind date, promise each other, just for this thing?" ”

Mo Typhoon pointed to the small coffin under his seat.

Ah Xun finally responded, without the slightest emotion: "It's just for this thing!" ”

Mo Tai closed his eyes in pain: "Kill more than 300 members of my Motai family, and it's just for this thing?" ”

Ah Xun: "Otherwise, why?" ”

Mo Feng cried: "Then if I kill you today, will there be complaints?" ”

Ah Xun: "The hatred of destroying the family, no complaints!" Can you kill me? ”

"No complaints?" Mo Feng looked up to the sky and laughed miserably: "I don't believe it, but someone instructed me to destroy my Mo Tai Manmen, but what did you mean?" ”

Ah Xun looked at Mo Typhoon sneeringly: "What is my intention, what if it is not my intention?" ”

Mo Feng lowered his eyes weakly, and after a long time, he brought a touch of guilt, and said word by word: "If it wasn't for your intention, I would have died!" ”

Ah Xun's ridicule gradually solidified on his face, and his voice was much quieter: "That's what I intended!" ”

"Liar! Swindler! Why are you lying to me with all these nonsense? Mo Typhoon suddenly staggered down the incense altar, looking desperate, in an exclamation pulled out the broken sword in his heart, held it in his hand, the ground trembled suddenly, and the incense altar enshrined in the Three Buddha Hall suddenly became agitated, so that the ruins of the entire Three Buddha Hall were gradually shrouded in a layer of scarlet blood resentment.

The old Taoist priests on the side hurriedly retreated, but looked at the restless Three Buddha Hall in horror, and finally someone noticed the clue: "In these Three Buddha Palaces, there are offerings!" ”

On the blurred face of the black and white impermanence ghost, the black and white fog surged, and they glanced at each other, and the black ghost said in a deep voice: "Big murderer, yin and yang are not tolerated!" ”

The white ghost's voice also changed: "Eventful autumn, eventful autumn, one thing, change and birth, how is this murderous compared to Yang Chengfeng?"

The black devil muttered: "The two are different, one is yin and the other is yang, and both are extremely extreme, you see that this blood grudge is so strong, if it is not enough to raise the gang, it can't reach such a point, then Yang Chengfeng has a yin pen in his hand, and he has taken the souls of many living people, and it can be so tricky after death, why is this thing ......"

Speaking of this, the black and white ghosts suddenly died, scolded the mother in unison, waved his big hand and groped in the ruins of the three Buddha halls, for a long time, on the incense altar, rolled down a black brush on the ground, the pen was already bald, and when it rolled to the ground, it was rotten and the general sawdust fell one after another.

The gradually trembled: "Evil obstacles, how dare you pour the power of the yang pen to raise evil?" ”

The white ghost pulled the black ghost in fear: "Sensei said that those who have nothing are gone, you and I have to think about it, this corpse demon, there is a body without a soul, there is a spirit without a god, you and I have no yin but she can't do it, and then I don't find a way, I'm afraid that the two of us will not be able to protect this black gauze hat, so there is no explanation when we go back, and the Ten Palaces Yama will not severely punish our brothers......"

The black ghost pulled away the white ghost and said irritably: "Think about it, you say, what's the way?" Just this bunch of things? The old one, the small one, and the one that doesn't work! What do you think of the method, the Ten Palaces Yama is also unreasonable, how many years have my brothers been withering in the deep mountains and old forests, and they don't give any credit, and now they are sending such pickled errands. The bull head and horse face are very happy to hook the soul all day long, how long do you say our brothers haven't touched their hands......"

The white ghost also said with a bad voice: "Then what else can you do, the way of the world has changed now, who let the faces of the cows and horses come from outside, the damn world, the ugly things from outside are more expensive than the gold that we grew native, it doesn't make sense, this is ......"

(The bull's head and horse's face came with Buddhism, and the "Five Bitter Chapters and Sentences" said: "The jailer's name is Ah Pang, the bull's head is man's hand, the two feet are ox's hooves, the strength is strong, and the steel hairpin is held.") "The Iron City Mud Plough Sutra" says: The bull head "when he is a man in the world, he is not filial to his parents, and after death he is a ghost pawn, and the bull head is a human body" "Lengyan Sutra" Volume 8 says that "the deceased is divine sense, see the great iron city, the fire snake and the fire dog, the tiger and the wolf and the lion, the bull head jailer, the horse-faced rakshasa with a spear, and drive into the city to the infernal prison." ”）

The said, "What do you want to do?" ”

The white ghost hesitated a little, pondered for a long time, and said in a muffled voice: "What else can I do, find that person, think about it, this yang world, my brothers are familiar with each other, and there is only that person left......"

The seemed to understand who the man his brother was talking about, and he was silent for a long time, waving his hand again and again, and whispering: "Don't go, don't go!" That kid hates us both to death, don't go, don't go!"

The white devil pulled the black ghost: "Is the face more important or the black gauze hat more important?" Don't you have a little count in mind? Let's go, the sooner the better, the distance of the Yang Dao can't restrain my brothers, and it will be there in a while......"

As he spoke, two figures, one black and one white, shrugged their heads and slipped away......

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