The drizzle lasted for less than a breath, and then stopped, and the fire dragon guard team came down from the city tower, dispersed the crowd of spectators, and surrounded the people under the gate of the country, and the flint guns were flat, all staring at the churning figures in the field.

The two people holding the long and narrow Miao knife attacked Qi Chen one after the other, and the other hand held the swaying and fluttering flame knife, as he swung it, the flame knife burned non-stop, and the hot air in the field was bursting, and the breath on the two people became more and more coarse.

Qi Chen's figure was swift, the blue and white long sword in his hand saw the move, although he was sandwiched back and forth, but there was no panic, the tiger's eyes were awe-inspiring, and the faint gray and black aura around his body was scattered, and the short sword in his left hand overflowed with a trace of cold air, and gathered into a black lotus at the tip of the sword.

Folk rumors say that if you do evil in the world, hell will repay your debts. There are eighteen layers of Senluo Hell, where tongues are pulled out and fingers are broken, swords are mountains and seas of fire, until they are infinite, and each layer is more cruel and cruel than one layer, until the injustice dissipates and is reborn as a human being.

Before the Tang Dynasty, the theory of eighteen hells was not yet prevalent, and the theory of hell at that time followed the three major hells described by Tianzhu Baoxiangguo in the Buddhist scriptures, which were divided vertically and horizontally, vertically and horizontally as the great hot hell, under the jurisdiction of eight small hells, horizontal as the great cold hell, and under the jurisdiction of eight small hells. At the intersection of vertical and horizontal, another prison is opened, which is lonely.

The Great Cold Hell, also known as the Great Red Lotus Hell.

What is a red lotus? Stripped naked, in the great cold hell, stepping on ice thorns, the cold wind blows the snow like a knife, at first trembling all over, chilblains are all over the place, a small hell goes down, until exhausted and falls into the cold ice, the skin is bruised, cracked, from the inside out, the flesh and blood turn into flowers, like a bewitching red lotus, and finally shattered into pieces, each piece of flesh and bone is cracked like a red lotus, and so on, until it merges with the great cold hell, so that it is the big red lotus.

Although Qi Chen has not experienced the demeanor of the Great Cold Hell, the way of Buddhist cultivation lies mostly in the mind, the heart is in hell, and the person is in hell. During this period of time, I came down on my knees, my mind went down, and I lived in the Great Cold Hell, one blood lotus at a time, and I had gone a long way.

At this moment, the breath of the black sword is like a lotus, the cold air is overflowing, and the flame short knife in the hands of the two people in front and back is handed over from time to time, the sword collides, the lotus flower at the tip of the sword flickers, the cold and heat are handed over, and the flame knife on the opposite side overflows with a trace of white smoke, sandwiched with a trace of fishy wind, rushing to the face.

I didn't do it for a few days, and at this moment I shot one against two, and I felt quite easy, compared to entering the Hangzhou Mansion quite a lot, Qi Chen was overjoyed, and he wanted to shout wildly, and he got carried away, his mind was slightly divided, and his body was slightly stagnant.

The besieging two naturally would not let go of the opportunity, they let out a low roar in unison, the flame knife in their hands suddenly stretched out by a foot, the double knives rotated like plates, and the sharp blades were hidden behind the raging fire, and the two large fire disks, one in front of the other, cut towards Qi Chen.

How can this be reasonable, Qi Chen snorted coldly, the gray and black aura was like a thread, floating around his body, and from a distance, it seemed to be a male lion, standing entrenched, about to pounce.

The long sword went straight behind him, swaying like a tail, like a stick and a big gun, sweeping and swinging, majestic, the short sword was light and elegant, sticking to the palm of his hand, with Qi Chen's wrist swinging flexibly, it was as delicate as a ball, and the black lotus with the tip of the sword fluttered. Gongsun sword dance, lion dance.

The twin swords collided with the fire plate, Qi Chen's inner breath tilted out, the male lion roared, the two of them spurted out a mouthful of blood, staggered back, Qi Chen threw off the person behind him, the male lion pounced, flew up, the long sword was behind him, the short sword lotus flower became more and more pitch black, and the lotus petals trembled slightly, just like a lion baring its fangs.

"The move hasn't come out yet, Lotus Ruoya, yes, this is the Tight Tooth Hell under the Great Cold Hell, my vision is okay, right?"

The third small prison of the Great Cold Hell, the hell of tight teeth, in the cold, the cold wind seems to be desired, born from the bottom of the heart, blowing non-stop, the five organs and bones of the human body are eroded by the cold, and they can't speak, they can only tremble all over and close their teeth.

Zhang Tiezheng frowned and looked at the roof of Chaofeng Pavilion, heard Zhong Lijiu's inquiry, glanced at the black mist in the field, and nodded slightly,

"The vision of the commander is naturally very good. ”

Hearing this salty and non-salty echo, Zhong Lijiu smiled softly, picked up the wine bowl and shook it gently,

"Gongsun Jianwu, from the Tang Dynasty in the Anshi Rebellion, has the meaning of hell, and it is quite consistent with the "Dizang Sutra", speaking of which this "Dizang Sutra" and your "Asura Sutra" are also similar. ”

Zhang Tie nodded, glanced around, and didn't see the figure of Wei Duhe, the sword of the Xianmen in southern Xinjiang, and couldn't help but interrupt in a whisper,

"Commander, Wei Duhe has not yet come out, but there are two masters on this Chaofeng Pavilion. ”

"Three. ”

Zhang Tiejian raised his eyebrows, and the palm holding the scabbard tightened, he practiced the "Asura Sutra", and he was almost at the realm of the bodhisattva's phaselessness, and his perception was the most sensitive, and he only noticed two, and the other one, if it was not the realm of the Buddha, it was almost there.

Who are the immortals in Southern Xinjiang or the top ten masters in the inner rivers and lakes?

Without disturbing Zhang Tie's thoughts, Zhong Lijiu looked at Qin Fusu who was wielding a spear in the field, frowning and thinking.

"Drink!"

Qin Fusu's brows were tightly locked, the iron spear in his hand swept, knocked open the two heavy swords, and was about to catch up, when the two waterlines were like snakes, one left and one right, biting at the waist, abdomen and ribs.

Ever since he saw the stone crane at the head of the Immortal Crane Gate, Qin Fusu noticed that there were monsters in the world, and there were even things that he had never seen. If it weren't for the fact that there was still something important to decide in his heart, he would definitely go to Jiming Temple to visit Mr. Zhongli, who had a white jade wine jug hanging from his waist.

When I first entered Kunming, I was chased and killed by a team of people, these people were okay, their subordinates were ruthless, they were not afraid of death, and there was a thin water short knife on the waist that was ruthless and smart, and they were rounded up in the forest several times, and they were all lucky to escape, at this time there were only two people, and they were slightly calculated in their hearts, and they no longer kept their hands.

It happened that upstairs was "Ambush on All Sides" played with the sound of the piano, the sound of the piano was too soft, and it was most suitable to play the pipa, the iron gun in his hand flickered, the gun suddenly changed, and the spear was discarded, and he went straight to the ground, and a bloody breath of iron and blood on the battlefield suddenly rose, and the bearded Shihu who was standing next to Xiao Ya stared at him and held his breath.

Holding the tail of the gun, the tip of the gun is like a line, swinging out horizontally, outlining four long lines of forest white, such as the long string of the pipa, forcing the two people away, the bluestone under the feet is broken, a rotating energy from the foot to the waist, transmitted to the palm, the spear is spinning, faintly like music, heavy and obscure, the tip of the gun is picked up before and after, like a delicate finger in the pipa, the person flies up, the tip of the gun shakes the heavy sword, picks up the water snake, and runs towards the throat of the two. Pear flower spear array, blood pipa.

It's a pity that it's not a snow Jiao thrush, there is no red blood light, Qin Fusu smiled coldly, people are like a line, the spear breaks through the water sword, the blood flowers suddenly appear, one person covered his throat and turned over and fell to the ground, his hand condensed slightly, the spear was murderous suddenly, and it slapped horizontally on the neck of another person, the person was hit hard, fainted instantly, and the person flew out, and the water sword in his hand immediately dissipated, leaving only the hilt of the sword.

Bumped into a black shadow in mid-air, the fire sword in the black shadow's hand also flickered twice, and then annihilated, Qin Fusu put away the gun and looked towards Qi Chen.

It seems that the two of them have similar thoughts, Qi Chen laughed, kill one person and leave one person, if you can interrogate some questions, you may be able to open a line from the cumbersome news in southern Xinjiang.

Seeing that the black mist on Qi Chen's body gradually dissipated, he walked to the two people and leaned over to observe, Qin Fusu nodded lightly, turned around and walked towards the beard.

"This brother is so handsome in marksmanship, do you want to come to my Fire Dragon Guard?"

The boss with a voice, naturally Shi Hu, took the iron gun in his hand, looked Qin Fusu up and down, brothers in the army, whether it is a general or a small soldier, most of them have to rely on the sword and gun in their hands to speak, and personal force has always been the way to advance. Hearing Shi Hu's solicitation, Qin Fusu smiled, handed over the iron gun in his hand, and softly refused,

"Thank you for the general's iron spear, Fusu still has mundane affairs, and there will be opportunities to gallop on the battlefield with the general in the future. ”

Shi Hu stretched out his hand to take the iron gun, nodded regretfully, looked at the quiet little girl beside him, raised his thick eyebrows, and asked softly,

"What are you?"

Qi Chen on the side stepped forward, smiled, nodded at Shi Hu, and said,

"The little girl at home is naughty, she must go outside to look for a tiger in the mountains to see what it is like, and the adults are not at ease, let us find it." ”

This is naturally nonsense, Shi Hu can lead a team of fire dragon guards, naturally not stupid, these people may be what Grandpa Guo warned two days ago, don't mess with, don't care, just listen to orders, as long as they don't rebel, what do you want to do with them.

Xiaoya on the side was unhappy, glanced at Qi Chen obliquely, and said that it doesn't matter if I'm a child, I'm going to find Sister Shuang, you dare to say that I'm going to find a tiger, isn't this scolding her for being a tigress?

Glaring at Qi Chen, he turned around and walked towards the Protector Gate, there was a gravel avenue outside, as long as he walked along, he might be able to meet Sister Shuang, and he was angry, no one paid attention to him, and he waved his hand to drive away the encircled Fire Dragon Guard.

Qi Chen scratched his head, hurriedly chased forward, and Shi Hu, who was hanging aside, coughed dryly and shouted,

"Collect the team and go back to the city. ”

"Yes!"

With a roar, the layers of muskets gathered around the door, and were about to leave in turn, when the horses' hooves sounded softly, and a gentle voice followed,

"Wait. ”

Shi Hu's eyes were gloomy, and he looked up at Chaofeng downstairs not far away, a jujube red horse stepped out slowly, followed by a team of black-clothed guards, all carrying jet-black broadswords in their hands.

Walking in front of the fire dragon guard, the jujube red horse did not slow down at all, the fire dragon guard stood tall, motionless, and was about to collide with it, Shi Hu snorted coldly and shouted,

"General Wei, please come in. ”

The fire dragon guards on both sides took three steps back, made way of a road, and looked at the man on the horse with an expressionless face.

The top of the head is smooth like a mirror, the face is gentle and generous, like a simple peasant child, and like a sitting Buddha in the main hall, but a bright red dress is quite dazzling, carrying a long sword in his hand, several dragon elephants on the scabbard are surrounding a red flower as if fighting, a pair of elephant eyes are soft like water, the eyes are golden flashing, glanced at a few people lying on the ground, turned over and dismounted, stepped forward, and asked lightly to the stone tiger who bowed down,

"Shi Hu, these people are fighting privately under the city gate, why don't you stop them and let them go?"

Shi Hu looked down at the ground, glanced at the few people lying on the ground, and returned expressionlessly,

"General Hui Wei, it was they who committed the murder on the street, and there is nothing wrong with these two brothers. ”

Yunnan Dusi, the commander of Tongzhi, the disciple of Shaolin Temple Wei Duhe smiled lightly, glanced at Qi Chen and Qin Fusu, and then looked at Xiao Ya, who was standing two steps behind Qi Chen, and smiled coldly,

"Whether there is anything wrong or not, we have to interrogate it first. ”

Seeing the bald head, Qi Chen probably guessed the identity of this person, it was Wei Duhe, the sword-carrying man under the Southern Xinjiang Xianmen that the commander had been talking about in the past few days, Qi Chen wanted to mix in for a while, but at this moment, seeing that this person was unyielding, he instantly became angry.

The tiger's eyes glared, Qi Chen stepped forward, picked up Shi Hu, patted him on the shoulder, took the waist card from Qin Fusu's hand, raised it, grinned, and smiled at Wei Duhe,

"I've seen the adult, the case of Inspector Jinyiwei, and I ask the adult to recuse himself. ”

Wei Duhe didn't look at it, turned around slightly, and said lightly,

"Yunnan here is the fiefdom of the Han King, Jinyiwei is acting here, and he also has to look at the eyes of the Han King, you are making a fuss on the street, two lives, or follow me to the mansion to ask clearly. ”

Who is the king of Han Qi Chen probably knows, although he has not heard that Jin Yiwei has to look at the king of Han when doing things, but he does not argue at the moment, he smiled, withdrew his waist card, nodded, and said,

"Yes, I'll go with you. ”

After that, he turned around and shouted at Xiaoya,

"You go back with Brother Qin, and see the tiger another day. ”

As he spoke, he arched his hand towards Wei Duhe and motioned for him to lead the way.

The corners of Wei Duhe's mouth were raised, he looked at Qi Chen with appreciation, shook his head slightly, pointed to the few people lying on the ground, and stared at Xiao Ya who was standing aside,

"You're going, they're going, this little girl, you're going. ”

Qi Chen was furious, why were the monks he had met so disgusting during this period of time, and he was about to take a long mouth, when the red shadow in front of him took a step forward, a low elephant chirping sounded, and a surging wind struck, and the sword guard behind him flashed out and surrounded several people lying on the ground.

Qi Chen took a step back and nodded at Qin Fusu, Qin Fusu flashed and flew to Xiao Ya's side, Qi Chen drank coldly,

"The adult wants to interfere with Jinyiwei's case?"

Wei Duhe took one step at a time, the smoke and dust in the field dispersed, Qi Chen's internal breath was running wildly, and he no longer retreated, his double swords were unsheathed, staring at Wei Duhe coldly, the black qi on his body spread instantly, and the roar of the lion sounded.

Raising his hand to stop Zhang Tie, Zhong Lijiu's eyes were shining with a smile, and he said,

"There's no hurry. ”

Wei Du River walking, a strange fragrance suddenly, a faint red mist drifted away, the surrounding fire dragon Wei Ben is ready, at this moment smelling the fragrance, the spirit suddenly trance, the mind is in a trance, the mind is in a trance, the spirit is in a trance.

Qi Chen concentrated on the enemy, at this moment the red mist hit, he was confused for a moment, he was awake in an instant, and the skeleton view of Buddhism who was meditating on lewd suddenly rose, and scolded in his heart, fuck, if you lose the little girl behind you, you probably won't want to get married in this life. Withstanding the surging energy in front of him, the long sword shook, and it was about to rush forward.

"Whew!"

A tiger roared and trembled, the fishy wind was blowing, and a figure flashed out on the gate of protecting the country, rushing down towards the Weidu River.