The little monk took a sharp breath and hurriedly explained, "Don't be impulsive, in fact, as long as the cooking method is appropriate, there will naturally be no accident, and please let go of the donor, Amitabha, sin and sin!" After that, the little monk's long and dense eyelashes trembled slightly, like a frightened butterfly waving its wings, with an indescribable pleasing to the eye.

Xiang Qingwu's narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he let go of his palm as he wished, but it was the fox who asked, "Little Master, do you know how much of a sensation your words will cause if you say this?" ”

The little monk quickly put his hands back into his monk's robe, breathed a sigh of relief, the blush on his face gradually receded, and after a while, he returned to his seriousness.

"Amitabha, the little monk's name continues to be forested." The little monk Xu Lin said slowly, only deep compassion remained in his clear black eyes, "The monks don't speak, the little monk grew up in Wuwei Temple since he was a child, and when he was six years old, he was bitten by the Tianxin five-ring snake raised by the master because of the greedy snake soup, and the blessing and misfortune depended on it, although the little monk broke a finger, but the body formed a new immune system, so the little monk is not afraid of the white caterpillars on the island." ”

Xiang Qingwu didn't know what the "immune system" was, but guessed that it should be the legendary invincibility of a hundred poisons, and she was inevitably disappointed but did not doubt this answer. Because she remembered that when she grabbed the other man's hands just now, she did find that the index finger of his right hand had been amputated.

A monk began to kill and break his vows at the age of six for the sake of his tongue, and the most important thing is that his master did not even expel him from the school. To be honest, Xiang Qingwu was a little curious about what his original intention was in signing the "Strength First" contract.

But curiosity is curiosity, the little monk Xu Lin still has his own way of survival, no matter what, it is much better than himself who almost starved to death. The biggest crisis on the island is food and fresh water, and as long as these two problems are not resolved, the fight will never end.

Xiang Qingwu got up and sighed, patted the grass clippings on his clothes, and decided to go and see what the inscription wrote.

Seeing that the female benefactor finally stopped bothering herself, Xu Lin took out her palm from her sleeve and continued to knock on the wooden fish with a "dong dong", muttering a mantra in her mouth.

Xiang Qingwu walked a few steps, suddenly reacted, and when he looked back, he found that the little monk was really gone.

"Little bald donkey, it's quite a thief." Xiang Qingwu shook his head in annoyance, and complained a little about his negligence.

The little monk replied at first, "As long as the cooking method is done properly, there will be no accident." That is to say, the reason why he dared to eat the food on the island was because he had mastered the correct way to eat it, but later he said that he was gifted so he was invincible, and these two statements were clearly contradictory, and he was attracted by his severed finger at that time, and subconsciously thought that the monks would not lie, so he didn't think about it, but he was easily fooled.

Although it is a pity that people have slipped away, but at least it shows that the front is not a dead end, Xiang Qingwu's originally dull mood is like a jar being opened, and finally ushered in a ray of light.

"Xulin, huh?" Xiang Qingwu hooked his lips and muttered, and an inevitable light flashed in his eyes......

Along the traces of being trampled on, Xiang Qingwu easily found the inscription, the inscription is only half a person high, the moss and vines on it have been cleaned up, and the inscriptions on the inscription have been blurred due to the erosion of the years. Xiang Qingwu looked at it for a long time before he could barely recognize a few, the three words "Seven Islands" are the most clear because they are the largest, and the others are all fragmentary, "...... Seven days... Sacrifice to...... The only way to lead... i.e. to atone for sins...... Unicorn Body...... Annihilation ......"

Xiang Qingwu frowned, and when he was guessing what this pitiful clue meant, Liu Sha's anxious shout came from afar, as if something big had happened. Xiang Qingwu had no choice but to give up, she carefully read the inscription twice, and made sure that she had written it down before turning around and walking towards Liu Sha.

"Sister Qingwu, why are you here, you are going to kill me in a hurry, do you know that something big has happened......" As soon as she saw Xiang Qingwu, Liu Sha couldn't care about her previous fears, and poured beans into the bamboo tube as if she was "crackling" and told the truth of the matter.

After Liu Sha finished speaking, the two had already walked out of the forest and returned to the river beach.

"It's terrible, when are we going to get out of here! Woowoo woo ......"

"Don't cry, what's the use of crying, anyway, we're at least alive."

"What can I do alive, I don't eat or drink, there are man-eating beasts everywhere, and even if I sit here well, I will still be burned to death, I can't stand it anymore, I can't stand it anymore!" The woman's cries of collapse came from the hut in the middle of nowhere, followed by a chaotic commotion and persuasion.

The river beach was in chaos, and Xiang Qingwu saw several similar conflicts along the way, people looked angry as if they had taken medicine, and the sound of insults and cries spread overwhelmingly.

Xiang Qingwu immediately made a decision, turned around and walked away, she did not go directly to the river beach, but chose a dirt slope by the river beach.

"Sister Qingwu, aren't we going back?" Liu Sha followed behind and asked anxiously.

Xiang Qingwu said in a deep voice, "Now the past will only be affected. "Now everyone on the beach is like gunpowder that explodes at the slightest point, and they pass through the crowd, and it is quite possible that they will somehow "go to war". Before she figured out the reason for the incident, she had always stood still.

After walking for a while, Xiang Qingwu noticed that a man was lying under the grass shed not far away, the man was curled up and hiding in the grass, his fat body was constantly trembling, and the suppressed crying came intermittently. Seeing this, Xiang Qingwu couldn't help but stop, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at it tightly.

Liu Sha followed and asked, "Sister Qingwu, what's wrong?" ”

Xiang Qingwu lightly hooked the corners of his lips and said coldly, "Look, a good show is about to be staged." ”

As soon as these words fell, a fierce kick was kicked on the fat man's body, and the man scolded manically, "Hold the grass, can your uncle stop crying, Lao Tzu is annoying enough!" ”

The fat man fell to the ground in pain and cried even louder.

This cry was like adding fuel to the fire, the man's anger became more and more intense, his eyes were red, and the green tendons on his neck seemed to burst, "Lao Tzu told you to shut up, you still cry, you dead fat pig!" I'm going to kill you today! The man was furious and punched and kicked the fat man as if he had lost his mind. No one noticed that the man's skin was getting hotter and hotter, and no one noticed that his eyes were completely bloodshot.

None of the people around came forward to persuade him, and none of them showed any pity for the fat man who was wailing. The madness and violence on their faces, the kind of malice that they want to kill and kill quickly, seems to have been rooted in their souls for a long time.

Liu Sha retreated again and again in shock, her pale lips trembled, "Crazy, crazy." ”

Xiang Qingwu glanced at her coldly, a cold sneer rose at the corner of his lips, and said in a treacherous tone, "This is just the beginning." ”

Finally, with a "boom", the man was instantly surrounded by fire in front of everyone's eyes, and a heart-rending wail resounded throughout the river beach.

"Here it is, here it is again! Here's another one! "The terrified people scattered, despair and anger spread like a plague, as if all were going to be the next victims.

Liu Sha's face was pale, she could no longer bear to sit on the ground, she opened her mouth and wanted to scream, but found that her throat seemed to be choked, and she couldn't say a word.

Although she had been mentally prepared, but seeing this strange scene with her own eyes, Xiang Qingwu still couldn't help but be frightened, she subconsciously clenched the bow and arrow in her hand, her eyes became more and more tenacious, she was never afraid of death, but she would never allow herself to die in Xiang Wantong's calculations!

She's going to live, she's going to live!

"Anger is the most triumphant performance of human emotions, deep in the soul. Taking revenge or denying another person, in addition to the rights granted by law and morality, privately causes the act or intention to punish another person as anger. The calm voice came slowly like a murmuring stream, out of place in the midst of a cacophony of screams and invective, but without feeling abrupt.

Xiang Qingwu has a keen nature, and when he looked up, he had already captured the position of the other party in the crowd, and at first glance, Xiang Qingwu's eyes suddenly contracted, and his heart seemed to be thrown to a high place, and the noise around him suddenly receded, and only he and himself constituted this world.

I saw that the man was wearing a crown of hair, and the long green silk was meticulously behind his back, and a dark green robe was loosely draped on his body, compared with his shriveled figure, the pair of unusually calm light gray eyes were particularly brilliant.

He stood on the slope of the bank, and the river breeze blew the hem of his clothes, as if even his emaciated body was swaying, as if it would be blown away by the wind in the blink of an eye.

Xiang Qingwu suddenly had an illusion that it was not a person standing there, but a willow, a weak and extremely tough weeping poplar.

"Kong Yan, what are you muttering again? You're a strange person, come back with me, everyone is waiting for you. A sound pierced in, like a pebble thrown into the middle of a lake, breaking the peace.

Kong Yan ......

Xiang Qingwu's gaze followed the other party, maybe her gaze was too hot, maybe her dress was too unusual, just as Kong Yan turned around, he suddenly stopped, sideways, when his eyes touched Xiang Qingwu, the surprise in his eyes was obvious.

"Why don't you leave?" Someone urged to ask.

Kong Yan raised his chin slightly in the direction of Xiang Qingwu from a distance, and a smile appeared on his pale face, "This place is even more interesting than I imagined." ”

Hearing this, the visitor followed Kong Yan's gaze, and saw a strangely dressed woman standing in the distance, and the woman was also looking at them, as if she was a little curious about Kong Yan, "Yo, it's quite similar to you, it's all weird." But not today, you can go and say hello when you have the chance. ”

Kong Yan smiled at the corner of his mouth, gentle as the wind, "That's what I said." ”