Huzi and Chou'er are really not familiar with each other, let alone have any tacit understanding. But this secret calculation is quite cleverly coordinated, as if it has been rehearsed in advance.

The innocent monk wanted to escape with the light, but he ended up in such a situation, and he was injured even more. It's okay to say that the injury on his chest that was blown up by Huzi's rune paper is good, but the white ash on his face that was doused with water by the ugly man directly burned the eyes of the innocent monk. How fragile are the eyes? Even if the wounds on this innocent monk heal quickly, it is estimated that this eye will not be able to heal for a while.

It's a good opportunity, a rare opportunity. Huzi had a plan in his heart, this innocent monk must have something to do with the owner of the stone talisman, if he could ask something from his mouth, it would be great. Huzi wants to capture the monk alive.

Although it is said that Huzi and Chou'er designed the layout to lead them to fight in the forest to restrain the monk Wufu first, and then made a plot to seriously injure him later, Huzi still felt that even if this Wufu monk was not plotted by the two, his ability had also dropped a lot. Although the memories in the ghost domain are a little vague, they are still some impressions. In Huzi's memory, this innocent monk is a character who can fight head-on with himself who has become a demon, and what he shows now does not match the one in his impression.

Huzi vaguely remembered that this innocent monk was able to cast a tantric demon-subduing vajra, and was able to summon the statue of the Great Wish King Bodhisattva of the Dharma Heaven and Earth. Waving between the hands can attract the Buddha's light to surround, and the Buddha sings when the move is made. But now this, mixed is not like that.

Now that he can recognize the tiger who has grown up a little more, there is no doubt that this person in front of him is indeed a vain monk. And for this change, Huzi also has speculation.

It may be because this innocent monk has escaped from the ghost domain and is no longer a ghost king, and without the company of many evil ghosts, he will not be able to display his skills. Breaking the ghost domain by yourself should be a ruined foundation for the innocent monk.

There is also a possibility that the secret method of healing injuries in an instant performed by this unvainous monk also has to pay a price. Things in this world are generally fair, and there is giving to gain. In order to make Huzi, a ghost fetus, become a human, Mr. Peng lost Shouyuan, not to mention, and he has not made an inch of progress in the past 17 years. Huzi was greedy for money and agreed to a condition of Seventeen Grandma, and he had to return this wish after three years, which is the same reason. The so-called unearned gains seem to take advantage of a while, but in fact, I don't know how much loss I will suffer in the future. The secret method of this demon monk is really scary, it is a bit exaggerated to say that it is the flesh and bones of the living and dead, but it is also a fact that the ghost domain has been beaten into that virtue and is still alive and kicking. The price paid should be not small.

I think it's either Shouyuan, or Taoism, or even both.

It was originally a situation of endless death, and he was not afraid of falling into the hands of someone who was in danger, taking advantage of his illness and asking for his life.

Huzi did not greet the monk according to the point, but wanted to cut off his arm. Without his usual arm, he will really become a half-wasted person, as long as he can speak and ask things clearly, it is good for Huzi to say that he is cut off with an arm, even if he cuts this innocent monk into a human Huzi, he doesn't care.

Although the monk Wufu wasted his eyes from a momentary pain, his ears were still easy to use. Hearing the sound of the wind, he waved his tin staff and blocked the knife. But when he had good eyes, he was not Huzi's opponent, and now he is blind, how can he kill Huzi's sword like a storm?

missed for a while, and was stabbed in the shoulder by Huzi's Miao knife. If it is against an ordinary person, an arm will be abolished, and at this time, the knife will turn in it and cut off the big tendons, and this arm will be considered useless. But this kind of trick is not very useful for the Wuyu monk, and I can't tell when it will grow back. So the tiger was ruthless, the force rose from the feet, turned to the waist, the strength on the shoulder, the hands pressed down, from the shoulder, chopped off the entire right arm of the monk Wufu.

Monk Wufu lost an arm, and finally lost his strength because of excessive bleeding, and sat weakly next to a tree, panting with his back against the trunk, his face pale. Even the tin rod with the ash rod rolled to the ground.

"I'll make it possible for you!" Huzi wiped the blood foam on his face and spit, "I'll cut off one of your arms, and I'll see if you can grow it again!" ”

"Little thief, don't deceive people too much!" Gritting his teeth and pressing the wound, the monk gasped and scolded, "Occupy my temple, destroy my dojo, hurt my Taoism, and now I want to kill them all, are you really afraid of you as a poor monk?" ”

"You have no evidence for empty white teeth, and you want to go to the land you bought from the Yamen, which is also a good plan." Seeing that this time the monk had no strength to run, Huzi was not in a hurry, and first told the monk to slow down his strength. After all, this fight was not so easy for him.

Huzi said: "What's more, your so-called dojo is just a ghost domain that hides filth and dirt, and as the ghost king among them, you may not know how many lives have been harmed, as a righteous monk, it is natural for me to kill you, and to eliminate harm for the people and promote the righteous law for the Heavenly Dao!" ”

"Good! Good! Good! The monk laughed angrily, and said three "good" words in a row, "Buddha Mito! The poor monk's skills are not as good as others, and now he is going to lose his life, and he has nothing to say. But if you want to splash dirty water on the poor monk, the poor monk is not reconciled. You are clever and reversible, I have nothing to do, but the pure ones are self-purifying, and the poor monks and Buddhas have a stable heart, and they are not slandered by you. ”

Huzi and Chou'er glanced at each other, and Chou'er shook his head. Huzi was a little puzzled, why did he meet a fool with a lack of brains during this period of time, or a madman like a monk who was stunned? Judging from his tone, this innocent monk really regarded himself as an innocent person, as if he had not done anything harmful to the heavens when he was the ghost king in the ghost domain, as if the god of the sun had taken away the soul of the living, as if the thousands of evil ghosts in the ghost domain were eating fasting.

When people live to this point and live their own obsessions, they have long been black and white, and no one can persuade them to come back, which is completely crazy. I usually look like I'm fine, but in fact, the things I think about in my head can't be imagined by ordinary people.

"Sensei talk nonsense with him, look at my aunt and grandmother, I accepted him!" The ugly child shook his head, shook the hair blocking his eyes to the side, picked up the mechanism in King Wen's drum, popped out the blade, and reached out to cut off the head of the unjustified monk.

Huzi wanted to catch him alive and go back to interrogate, but now that the monk has no strength to fight back, Huzi naturally can't let him die. raised his knife to block the ugly Wenwang drum, and said loudly: "Keep people under the drum!" ”

The ugly man accepted the trick, turned his head and glared at Huzi, with an unkind expression: "Boy, what are you going to do?" ”

Huzi straightened his teeth, and said that if he asked for me, he would call me a "little Taoist friend", and now that it's over, he will call me "boy" again, what kind of temperament is this? But after all, he hadn't turned his face yet, and Huzi could only explain to her patiently: "Isn't Grandma Seventeen also investigating the matter of the master of the stone rune?" There are so many stone talismans on this demon monk, some of which even look like they have grown, and they must have nothing to do with the so-called immortal master. Grandma Seventeen asked you to deal with him, and taking him back is what Grandma Seventeen wants, right? ”

"Haha," Ugly Er laughed twice, "Who told you that Grandma Seventeen told me to arrest him back?" This living stinky monk is useless to me, I'm going to take something from him, and this matter is over. You stopped me and let me chop him with a drum, and we'll talk about anything else. ”

As he spoke, he was about to make a move again, but Huzi hurriedly stopped in front of the monk Wuyu: "Ugly sister, slow down!" You have to take what he has on him, you don't have to hurt his life, you take the things and leave, and I can interrogate him. ”

As if she had heard some particularly funny joke, the ugly child couldn't stop laughing: "My mother, boy, do you know what Grandma Seventeen told me to take from this demon monk?" You're going to stop him like this, to save his life? ”

Huzi was stunned for a moment, and smiled bitterly: "Grandma Seventeen won't be the head of this demon monk, right?" ”

"You're clever, and you guess eight or nine times or ten." Chou'er waved her hand, "It's useless for Grandma Seventeen to ask for this head, but my master wants me to take this thief's bald heart out to dispense medicine, how can I keep him alive?" ”

Huzi was taken aback: "What? Seventeen grandma wants to eat people's hearts? What is she going to do? ”

There are indeed goblins who have done cannibalism. However, those are all little goblins, who have cultivated some evil skills that do not enter the stream, and in order to increase their resentment, they will choose to devour the hearts of living people and use them to practice the exercises. Not to mention that Grandma Seventeen is a serious immortal family—otherwise she wouldn't live to be seven hundred years old—even if she abolished her cultivation on a whim, she shouldn't have done anything like eating people's hearts.

"Boy, know a little bit of proportion." The ugly man's face was gloomy, "Those who should know know, and those who shouldn't know know, will be killed." ”

Chou'er is right, the matter of the big immortal family like Grandma Seventeen is indeed not something that Huzi can interfere with. Even if there is some friendship, but if it angers Grandma Seventeen, Huzi has no certainty that he will survive against the enemy.

The innocent monk who was leaning against the tree on the other side laughed: "It is a joke to say that he is a righteous monk, a righteous monk who is in the company of man-eating demons!" Do you still want to deny it? ”

Huzi stretched out his hand and pulled out the intestines that the monk had quietly stuffed back a little, and even pulled out more. He scolded: "Shut up, donkey, you don't have a place to speak." ”

After scolding the unvained monk, Huzi turned around again and said to Chou'er: "Sister Chou, it's better to be like this." I took him back to the Sun Hill first, and asked what you wanted to do to him. Our Sun Mountain Temple is not far from Hufu Immortal Pavilion, when the time comes, you will present the heart of this guy, and you can still end up fresh, what do you think? ”

Chou'er shook his head: "When you ask, maybe it will be what year and month." My master may not be willing to wait, she is in a hurry, and I have my own means that are not new. The most important thing is that I don't want to take care of an old bald donkey who wants to run away or even want to kill me on the road, or kill him to make me feel more comfortable. Get out of the way, I'll chop him, and we'll go back to sleep." ”

Huzi said good things three thousand three, but the ugly child was stunned that the oil and salt did not enter. Huzi is a little difficult, this monk is no better than the hedgehog spirit who doesn't know anything and doesn't dare to say anything, he must be able to ask a lot of things from his mouth, and this matter should be started from here. He had a feeling that if he could get the information from the mouth of the monk Wuyu, the hedgehog spirit was even dispensable.

"Ugly sister, let's discuss it again," Huzi gritted his teeth, "I'll cut him into a human stick, so that I don't have to worry about him running away, and it won't affect me to ask him, what's the matter?" ”

Chou'er nodded: "You took care of him to eat and drink Lazar along the way, this is also a way." But I just don't want to, I look disgusting, dirty or not? Get out of the way. ”

Huzi smiled bitterly, and said in his heart that if you want to be dirty, who can be ugly and dirty? I don't know if it's covered in mud or, and I still have the heart to dislike others. It's just that he doesn't dare to say this, and if he says it, the ugly child will inevitably turn his face.

Huzi shook his head lightly: "Sister Chou'er, the stakes are very high, I really can't let it." ”

"Okay, then I'll kill you with you." Ugly, this is really angry. But she is crazy, not stupid, she knows that she is not Huzi's opponent, although she released cruel words, she has no intention of doing anything.

Huzi was just about to reply, when he suddenly heard two gunshots in the distance, followed by the sound of a dog barking - someone was coming.

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