The expression of the bitter monk is still so kind, and in his smile, there is even a taste of family affection, just like a grandfather looking at his own grandson, that kind of gaze is so warm. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

But it was this extremely warm gaze that made me shiver.

Fuck me.

The bitter monk has always regarded me as a variable, and Mr. Pai Tan came to me, saying that it was false to touch my bottom and that it was true to kill me.

In order to ensure that this variable of mine will not affect the overall situation, my life is probably something that must disappear in the eyes of the bitter monk.

If the person who came to trouble me was not Mr. Tan, but Xiao Rulai, then I would probably be planted in the hands of that grandson.

After being kidnapped and knocked unconscious, Mr. Tan simply took me to the base camp of the Dusheng Sect, that's all, if Xiao Rulai changed with Mr. Tan, I would have let him die on the road nine times out of ten.

Xiao Rulai is not a soft-hearted person, not only I know this, but people in the industry basically know it.

Want to survive in his hands? It's hard!

"Are you really going to kill me?" I sneered, looked at the bitter monk, and raised my vigilance to the highest in my heart.

If this grandson jumps with me and is going to kill me as soon as he makes a move, then I don't care about 3721, I just run away when I open the physical formation, I really don't believe that I won't be able to run away in those five minutes.

I have been practicing on the Ghost Mountain for such a long time, I don't dare to say anything else, just the technique of escaping for my life, I can say that I have cultivated to the point of reaching the peak.

Maybe it also has something to do with my cowardly temperament, learning these things faster than anyone else.

Even Fang Shiliang once praised my escape technique.

"Play with your life, you can't do it, run for your life, I can't."

Although when he said this, Fang Shiliang's expression was as mocking as he wanted, but I thought he was praising me.

"You must die."

The bitter monk said, not hiding his true thoughts at all, with a kind smile on his face, waving his hand at me.

"Sit."

"Thank you." I nodded, didn't feel restrained anymore, sat down slowly, looked at the bitter monk in front of me intently, and asked him, "I have to die?" When do you want me to die? ”

"It's not time yet." The bitter monk smiled, as if he was talking about something insignificant, and his expression was not ordinarily relaxed: "If we kill you now, the decisive battle between the Three Sects and the Nine Streams and our Life Sect will be a long time in advance, no matter whether this battle to the death ends, whether we win or lose is not a good thing for us." ”

"Are you afraid of affecting the affairs of Immortal Mountain?" I asked him.

"Yes, we want to avoid casualties as much as possible until we achieve our ultimate goal." The bitter monk said, put away the smile on his face, seemed to be a little helpless, shook his head and said: "Since this period of time, we have fought with the three sects and nine streams many times, but there are really a few large-scale deathfights to the death, because we have been avoiding the war........"

As soon as the words fell, the bitter monk folded his hands and recited a Buddha name in a low voice.

"The reason why you have not suffered as many casualties as you estimated, is all thanks to us." The bitter monk smiled: "Of course, we also have to thank you. ”

When the bitter monk spoke, his eyes still had a taste of losing his charm, especially like an old man who was terminally ill and about to enter the Yellow Spring.

His voice was weak, the kind of weakness that was weak.

But for some reason, to my ears, this weak voice contained an indescribable sense of danger.

"When are you going to kill me?" I asked curiously.

"When the Cave Sky Ring is in hand, it's your time of death." The bitter monk smiled: "Judging from the current situation, you should still be able to live for a while." ”

"You want to use my life to get the Cave Sky Ring?" I scratched my head: "You're a bit direct, seriously, you didn't lie to me for Mao, and said that the Dongtian Ring would let me go when you got it?" ”

"I don't like to lie to people." The bitter monk sighed: "In life, there are countless illusory sorghums that I have experienced, I just want to make this kind of thing a little easier, and it is good for you and us." ”

"I don't understand." I smiled and said, "Just say it?" ”

"You're a smart person, you should know that you're important to us, and if you die, it's even more useful to us." The bitter monk stretched out his hand and patted me lightly on the shoulder, as if an elder was talking to his junior, and his kind expression made people inevitably feel a burst of warmth.

"I understand, I'm important, but I'm dead, it's even more important to you." I laughed.

The bitter monk smiled with relief, and his face was full of teachable.

"There's another reason why I don't want to lie to you." The bitter monk said.

I was stunned and asked, "What is the reason?" ”

"You look like a brainless person, but in fact, you are better than anyone else in order to save your life." The bitter monk shook his head: "If I said that I would let you go after taking the Cave Heaven Ring, would you believe it?" ”

I laughed twice and said without hesitation, "Fools believe it." ”

As I spoke, I took out a cigarette from my pocket, put it in my mouth, and lit it slowly.

In the process, the bitter monk's gaze stayed on the cigarette butt, but he didn't say anything.

"Actually, as soon as I entered this door, I noticed that something was wrong." I smoked a cigarette, put my hand on my knee, propped my chin, and looked at the bitter monk with a smile on my face: "The breath on your body is so wrong, really, I haven't been in the industry for a long time, but I have definitely experienced a lot of life and death, the sixth sense is much stronger than you think, your breath gives me a feeling........"

"What does it feel?" The bitter monk asked with a smile.

"You want to kill me." I said seriously: "When I stepped into this room, I felt that you wanted to kill me, but I don't know why, you still held down the killing intent and didn't attack me. ”

"Now you know why?" The bitter monk asked me.

I nodded and said, "Got it, it's not time yet."

"You know a lot of things, and you have more ghosts than others, so during this time, you may not have the opportunity to contact your family." The bitter monk sighed and said, there seemed to be a kind of compassion in his eyes, and every word revealed endless helplessness: "There are many things that cannot be left to be done in this world, you should be able to understand it, right?" ”

I was silent for a moment, smoking a cigarette and nodding my head, giving an unnatural smile.

"What's the use of not understanding?" I shrugged, "You can't let me go again." ”

"Actually, Lao Ge still doesn't want you to die, but this time, he can only listen to my opinion in the end." The bitter monk said, his gaze moved to my wrist, and his expression was very strange: "At the same time, I also have to listen to his opinion, at least until he comes back, I can't hurt you." ”

"Do you really want to know what I do with these two ropes?" I asked the bitter monk.

The bitter monk nodded: "I have studied the above mantra, it should be related to the mountains and rivers, maybe this is the eye of the mountains and rivers." ”

I was really nervous to hear him say that, fuck me.

This grandson guessed accurately enough!!

Judging from his cautious temperament, if he thinks about it more, he may have to go against Daoist Ge's wishes and directly chop off my hands, so as to prevent me from using the mountains and rivers to run away.

"You're right, this is indeed related to the mountains and rivers, but the things that started up are not this." I laughed, raised my eyebrows, and was a little proud: "I can't tell you what it is, anyway, it's not on me, but it can be seen everywhere." ”

When the bitter monk said these words, his expression was always very calm, and he still looked like he was smiling, and he didn't know if he believed me.

Just as I was about to say a few more words, to fool the old grandson, he spoke.

"You two ropes ........."

The bitter monk said, his voice was very weak, his eyes were as calm as stagnant water, and he kept staring at me.

"It really doesn't look like something that is in formation." The bitter monk said: "It seems to be used to lock the mountain and river qi, it should be to prevent the mountain and river qi from leaking, right?" ”

"You can see that??" I didn't pretend, I was really surprised, and I said that this old guy is powerful enough, I didn't understand the content on the two ropes, it was Fang Shiliang who explained it to me, and I understood what it was.

"Although I am a monk, I still have a little research on Taoist things."

The bitter monk smiled.

"Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one win a hundred battles."