Although the monk didn't seem to care on his face, he didn't know what to do in his heart, and after eating, he returned to the Ling family's house to prepare for tonight's battle.

Knowing oneself and knowing the other side can not be defeated in a hundred battles. Since I don't know the depth of the other party. Then just be prepared. Although the monk seems to be informal, he still regrets his life. As the saying goes, stay in the green mountains, and you are not afraid of no firewood.

The monk looked serious, carefully calculated the direction, walked back and forth around the Ling family's house, and every time he calculated a position, he took out a Vajra Bodhi seed from his arms and buried it in the soil, and turned around like this, burying a total of seven. When the last one fell into the ground, a faint pale yellow wall of qi rose, enveloping the Ling family's house. In a moment, it disappeared again. It's business as usual.

The position of the seven Vajra Bodhi is in the shape of the Big Dipper. And the Ling family's house was in the center of the spoon. This formation is called the Tiangang Beidou Array. It is a formation to defend against trapped enemies.

Some people may think that this formation sounds so familiar? That's right, the beauty of this formation is similar to the Tiangang Beidou Formation of the Seven Sons of Quanzhen. It's just that it's the people who are sleepy. One is sleepy, but there are demons and monsters.

Seeing that the formation had an effect, the monk patted the dirt on his hands and walked out of the village. I found a high ground and overlooked the whole village. Only then did I find out that the location of the real village was obviously pointed out by a master.

The village is surrounded by mountains, and behind it is the stretching Daqing Mountain, commonly known as the Back Mountain. The mountains on the left and right are slightly lower, called handrails, also known as left auxiliary, right bi. To put it more popularly, it is the well-known left green dragon and right white tiger. And in front of the village, there is a meandering stream, like a ribbon inlaid in front of the village, and it seems to be a colorful phoenix spreading its wings and flying. With the back of the village, the undulating green mountains are dancing like dragons and phoenixes. Protect the village in the center.

Although the village is not large, there are about 100 or so households, and the whole is sitting in the direction of sitting west and facing east, which is in line with the "negative yin and yang" form of "negative yin and yang" in feng shui.

It's just that it's winter right now, and the streams are freezing. It changed the feng shui trend a little. As the saying goes, the solitary yang does not grow, and the solitary yin does not grow. Just like the feng shui in front of him, the phoenix is trapped, leaving the lone dragon of Daqingshan alone.

The corners of the monk's mouth rose, and he saw that no one jumped down from a high place in an extremely sassy posture, and slid down the thick snow all the way.

The monk was in a good mood, with his hands behind his back, like an inspecting leader, slowly walking in the direction of Village Chief Zhao's house.

As the saying goes, if there is something to find a leader, in this village, there is something to find the village chief.

Zhao Heitie saw the monk walking towards his house from a distance, and hurriedly greeted him, greeting politely, "Master, this is out to bask in the sun and take a walk." ”

The monk sighed deeply and replied, "Yes." Relax and relax for the tough battle of the night, do what we do, maybe you won't see the sun tomorrow. ”

When Zhao Heitie heard that the painting style was wrong, he hurriedly asked, "Even the master is not the opponent of that monster?" ”

But there was a muttering in his heart, if even the master's most solid line of defense was lost, what could he do with his own life and the lives of more than 100 families in the entire village?

The monk's answer was a little ambiguous, "Whether this matter is successful or not, whether the whole village can be safe or not, it all depends on the ability of your village chief Zhao." ”

After hearing this, Zhao Heitie knew that there was still a turn for the better, so the small-eyed thief came to the monk and asked, "If the master has any requirements, just say it." Even if you are trying to scatter all your wealth, I will also get things done for you. ”

The monk looked at Zhao Heitie's resolute face in surprise, and whispered a few words in his ear.

Zhao Heitiehu asked suspiciously, "It's that simple?" ”

The monk said: "It's as simple as that. ”

When the monk turned to leave, the sun had already set in the west, reflecting half of the sky. The remnant sun was like blood, and a few crows flew through the sky with a crow.

In order to stay in good condition, the monk began to meditate as soon as it was dark. Although Zhao Heitie is a little smart, he is very careful. Seeing that the monk did not go to his house for dinner. So I personally carried the basket and sent some over.

Seeing that the monk was concentrating on meditation, he didn't dare to disturb, put down the basket and trotted all the way home. It seems that if you take a step too slow, a hungry ghost will eat it alive.

The full moon shines in the sky, casting the cold moonlight on this quiet forest.

Among the towering trees, there was a black shadow galloping rapidly, with a strong body and vigorous skills. He always avoids all the obstacles on the road, seems to be familiar with this forest, and acts without any restraint, as if walking on the ground.

There seems to be a stone statue on the left shoulder of the black shadow, about 30 centimeters in size, sitting cross-legged, with two strange heads on its neck. The black shadow jumps or climbs, and moves extremely quickly. The stone statue seemed to grow on the shoulders of a black shadow, and it did not move at all.

That's right, it was Ling Dajun's father and son who were running wildly all the way. It's just that Ling Dajun's eyes are dull at this time, and his body is as vigorous as an ape growing in the deep mountains. There is no ordinary honest appearance at all.

And the two-headed monster baby on Ling Dajun's shoulder, a wrinkled smiling face glowing with iron blue. It's like a bronze vessel that has been buried for thousands of years just excavated from the ground, covered with patina. With the smell of decay.

The female corpse in the center of the Ling family's room wearing a floral jacket began to be restless. A sharp voice came from his mouth, faintly with a faint sense of urgent excitement.

The monk stood by the door and looked in the direction of the deep mountain, and it seemed that a fast-moving figure was moving in this direction.

It's time to come.

The monk's hand, hidden under his wide robe, held a string of prayer beads tightly. The palms of the hands couldn't help but sweat.

When he was about to reach the entrance of the village, the strange baby who had closed his eyes suddenly opened his eyes, and as his eyes opened, Ling Dajun, who was originally running fast, actually stopped, his body counteracted the huge inertia in a twisted posture, and then stood motionless like a marionette.

The strange baby looked around and looked again, his eyes full of suspicion. After making sure that there was nothing wrong, he gave an order to let the Ling army under him go straight to the direction of the Ling family's house.

The monk wore a gray monk's robe, one hand was erected on his chest, and the other hand held a prayer bead and kept flipping. Xu is the moonlight is hazy, looking at it from a distance, there is a bit of heroism that is a husband and a wife, and it is impossible to open it.

Ling Dajun ran all the way, but he didn't breathe. After seeing the monk, he stopped in the distance. The two-headed monster baby opened his eyes and looked at the monk, and the monk glanced at Ling Dajun with one eye, and knew that he was not the main master, but just a soul controlled by others. He took a closer look at the strange baby on Ling Dajun's shoulder.

The head of the main birth, a pair of small eyes full of gloomy looks, is looking at himself with some vigilance, the partial head and eyes are closed, as if he is asleep, or rather fall into a deep sleep.

"You old bald donkey, you are impatient. How dare you meddle with your grandfather's business. Is it really the birthday boy who hanged himself, is it too long? An extremely arrogant male voice sounded in the monk's ears.

The monk secretly said that this demon was trapped in the flesh and couldn't even speak, so he could only use ventriloquism to communicate with himself.

Ventriloquist is the art of squeezing the vocal cords with air and using the vibration of the vocal cords to produce sounds. Anyone who has some kung fu on him can ventriloquish.

"Your grandfather and I are the most nosy, what's wrong? If you don't accept it, you will fight. Whoever runs away is a grandson. Sun Tzu, do you understand? I guess you can't understand it with your IQ, it's a waste of tongue, a waste of your grandfather and I put on such a banging pose. The monk replied with a very sneer.

"You..... You..... You ....." The two-headed monster baby was trembling by the monk's anger, and then said coldly: "There is a road in heaven that you don't go, but you want to break through if there is no door to hell." ”

After speaking, the monk didn't react, so he pinched the trick with both hands and moved his lips.

I saw the two-headed monster baby sitting in the air, and the originally dull eyes of Ling Dajun under him instantly turned into translucent black, and there was a strong bloodthirsty aura all over his body.

The monk's face was not afraid, with a smile on his face, and he put on a starting pose of Luohan Fist, waiting for Ling Dajun to attack.

Secretly refreshed in his heart, who was he afraid of in hand-to-hand combat. Is it true that he has been a grandfather for many years, but he has practiced it in vain?

Ling Dajun raised his head to the sky and roared, but the roar of a wild beast was not the roar of a human being. In the blink of an eye, he rushed to the monk's approach, and with no fancy punches, he went straight to the monk's front door. This punch is extremely powerful, and the fist is whirring. If he was really hit, he was afraid that this nose would sink into his face.

When the monk saw the fierce fist, he did not dare to despise it. With both hands clenched into fists, arms crossed to protect the door, and then the toes touched the ground, performing a large movement technique, and the body tilted backwards.

Ling Dajun was like a bull in a red cloth on the bullring, stomped on the ground with one kick, and with his strength, he smashed the monk's wrist with a punch.

"Bang ......."

The joints collide with each other with a crisp sound.

The monk took several steps back before he stood firm. Hurriedly shook his hand on the spot to relieve the pain caused by the punch just now, and scolded: "Good for you turtle grandson." Anyway, it's your dad. You actually dare to use soul attraction to instantly increase his strength. I'm not afraid of sequelae afterwards. ”

The two-headed monster baby sneered: "It doesn't matter if it's a white cat or a black cat, the one that catches a mouse is a good cat." As long as I can kill you. And why bother with what method you use? Suffer death, old bald donkey......."

The monk jumped straight to his feet, "Old bald donkey? Your whole family is old and bald. It is said that men have forty-one flowers. Where am I old? ”

As he spoke, Ling Dajun waved his fists and attacked, and the monk suffered a loss, so he naturally learned to be obedient. Don't fight hard with Ling Dajun, only fight with him.

"The Great Monument Wrestler......"

"Finger ......"

"Great Compassion Chiba Hand ......"

"One Finger Zen Gong ......"

Ling Dajun constantly changed his moves, from palming, to fingering, to light body kung fu. Every move is easy to come by, and the moves are continuous, and there is a tendency to continue.

Like a butterfly wearing flowers, in the shadow of Ling Dajun's fist, he was at ease. It's just that Ling Dajun is a living person in the end, and the monk doesn't dare to kill him.

"Old bald donkey, are you a tortoise? I only know how to run blindly, and I have the ability to fight face to face? The two-headed monster baby shouted in disdain.

The monk scolded back: "Your grandfather, I will warm up first, and then I'll clean you up later." If you don't open your little ass, I'll take your last name. ”

The two-headed monster baby let out a strange laugh, and its suspended body floated towards the Ling family's house. Seeing this, the monk fought hard with Ling Dajun, and with the help of his strength, he quickly retreated. Got ahead of the two-headed monster baby and blocked the doorway.

The monk grimaced at the two-headed monster baby with a smug face. Seeing that the road was blocked, the two-headed monster baby had a gloomy face, and his resentful gaze shot towards the monk like a poisonous snake.