Yuanxing had a headache here, and Chen Zong, who had been watching the battle from the periphery, was about to collapse.

He watched with his own eyes how Sang Mengyu dodged the bullets of the sniper rifle that came from the shots, how she was injured, and was most sent away by the monk, especially the scene where she disappeared instantly after her body was thrown into the aperture, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

I had always heard Yuan Xing say that he wanted to send Sang Mengyu back, he only thought that the so-called "sending" was to invite people back to the mountain, but he never thought that it was this kind of metaphysical send-off, was the previous speculation wrong? There are not only legendary martial arts masters in this world, but also immortals who cultivate the truth? For a moment, he felt like his worldview was about to collapse.

Fortunately, his psychological quality was good, and it didn't take long to come back to his senses, and then glared angrily at the director next to him: "Didn't you say that you want to live?" Why did your men shoot? Don't think he can't see it, the direction of the sniper's bullet shot in the end is Sang Mengyu's head, which is obviously aimed at human life.

"My order is that if you encounter an attack from your target, you can shoot in self-defense." The director stared back at him with a cold face, pointed to the devastated parking lot, and shouted: "Look, are those two crazy people still normal?" Normal people have this destructive power? Their lives are their lives, and the lives of our police officers are not worth anything? After a pause, he added: "I gave the order alone, and I have ...... responsibility."

Chen Zong couldn't help but froze, and was about to refute a few words, when he was suddenly stunned, then screamed badly, turned around and ran towards the building where Yuanxing fell.

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"Don't move, squat down with your head in your hands."

"Don't ...... Move"

A series of warnings echoed through the corridor, and a police officer with a weapon appeared directly in front of the edge of the stairs just down the stairs. They were cautious and serious, but they were more nervous than the monks who faced dozens of guns.

"I'm not moving." Yuan Xing sighed helplessly, spread his hands, and really didn't move. This scene is so familiar, he seems to have experienced it before, but it's a pity......

He was feeling a lot of emotion in his heart, and suddenly he caught a glimpse of a young man closest to him who seemed to be quite anxious, his face was covered with sweat, and his hand holding the gun was shaking all the time.

His heart jumped, and he hurriedly reminded: "You can hold it steady, don't go off." ”

Although he has made great achievements and is not afraid of these light weapons in front of him at the moment, the taste of bullets hitting his body is not pleasant after all, even if he can't break his defense, it hurts, doesn't it?

His voice fell, and he didn't know if it was really nervous subconscious movements, or because Yuanxing's mouth was really opened. The young officer's eyes changed, as if he wanted to answer, but with a shake of his hand, he really pulled the trigger.

The sound of "bang" reverberated in the corridor. Yuan Xing reacted quickly and avoided it in an instant. But as soon as he moved here, someone shot again.

After all, in the previous battle between him and Sang Mengyu in the parking lot, all the police officers present saw it in their eyes, and knew that the monk in front of him had extraordinary skills, so they naturally did not dare to take it lightly. His movement was a little bigger, and he subconsciously thought that the other party was going to attack him, so he naturally wanted to pull the trigger. Suddenly, the sound of gunfire rang out.

At this moment, the thoughts in Yuanxing's mind turned quickly, and the space here was narrow, and there was no way to avoid it. The doors of the offices on both sides were closed, and with his ears, there was no sound of breathing in the rooms on the left and right, and there was no one inside.

was thinking about a plan to get out, but in the next moment, his face changed greatly, and a cardboard box placed behind him flashed out, and took out a fluffy object from it and held it in his arms.

And at this moment, dozens of bullets have already arrived, and he can't pass through the wall, and he can't avoid it. In desperation, he had to turn around and squat, relying on his back to resist the gunfire attack. The bullet hit the wall, sending up puffs of smoke and dust, instantly drowning him.

"Stop, stop, stop." Chen Zong's loud shouts came, and these police officers let go of their hands on the trigger, and one by one they faced the center of the corridor as if they were facing a great enemy.

The smoke lingered in the room for a long time before it gradually dissipated, and only then could the figure squatting on the ground with his back to everyone could be clearly seen.

Really afraid of something, Chen Zong came in a hurry, but he didn't expect that as soon as he stepped up the stairs, the sound of gunshots had already arrived.

As a liaison, he has been in contact with Yuanxing for much longer than Sang Mengyu, and he knows this monk well, knowing that he abides by the precepts, has a gentle temper and acts in a low-key manner, and the fight in the shopping mall must be the woman Sang Mengyu who provoked the dispute. Whether it is from the standpoint of the state or from a private point of view, he does not want the monk to have an accident in the demon capital.

Looking at the figure squatting not far away, Chen Zong only felt that his mouth was bitter, his hands and feet were cold, and he was too late.

was wandering in his heart, about to say something, but he saw the figure in front of him suddenly shake, and then stood up and turned around. With a crackling sound, dozens of bullet fragments fell to the floor.

Everyone was even more nervous at this time, and the muzzle of the gun that was lowered by "Huh" was raised again, but with Chen Zong's warning, they did not fire, but turned to alert.

Yuan Xing coughed lightly and walked towards here. And with every step he took, there were still sporadic bullet fragments falling and clanging.

Although he had seen the combat power of this monk before, how could he be more directly shocked than what was in front of him? After being shot dozens of times, he could still walk as if nothing had happened, this scene was too terrifying and incredible, so he took a step forward and the police officers unconsciously took a step back.

On the contrary, it was Chen Zong, who may have seen a lot, and he also knew the monk's character, but he was not nervous, but he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he had nothing to do.

At this time, I found that the other party was still holding a fluffy thing in his arms, and when he looked closely, it was a small black milk dog that was shivering. He glanced at the broken cardboard box in the far corner, and instantly realized.

He was sincerely impressed: "The Master is merciful. He looked the other party up and down before carefully asking, "How are you?" Didn't get hurt, did you? ”

Yuan Xing didn't answer immediately, but gently put the little milk dog on the ground, and then snorted with a solemn face, and said, "The poor monk has nothing to do, what about the car driven by the donor?" "Anyone who has been shot a dozen or so is always in a bad mood.

"Just outside, follow me." Chen Zong turned around to lead the way, he didn't care about the cold attitude.

The appearance of the little milk dog suddenly changed the tense and solemn atmosphere in the field, and the police officers were no longer as close to the enemy as they were just now, but lowered their guns one after another, and moved out of the way with great cooperation, allowing Yuan Xing to pass through them.

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Outside, Chen Zong led Yuan Xing to the car, and the latter took his backpack, rummaged for a while, and pulled out a monk's robe.

Yuan Xing glanced around with cold eyes, and all he saw were people in uniform. He didn't have any scruples, and tore off the torn clothes on his back in full view.

Immediately, there was a sound of gasping all around, and everyone present was clear about the situation, even if they had not seen it with their own eyes and heard it, but they did not expect that the wound of the person who had been shot dozens of times would look like this.

I saw that the monk's sturdy back in front of him was covered with round wounds, but they were not deep, and there was not even a drop of blood. Is this really invulnerable? Some people couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

Chen Zong's eyes shrank for a while, there were still many female police officers present, the monk changed his previous low-key style, and changed his clothes generously in public, which was not a deterrent to himself and others.

He reached the people in his immediate vicinity, and sure enough, there was horror on everyone's face.

He didn't see that the monk still had a stinky face on the surface, but the roots of his ears were gradually reddening.

Soon put on the monk's robe, Yuan Xing put on his prayer beads again, and carried the bag on his back.

"What are you?" Chen Zong couldn't help but ask.

"Go ......" is still a cold word.

Chen Zongyue opened his mouth to say something, but the other party directly bypassed him and came to the corner, where Dou Ziang, who had been forgotten and ignored by everyone before, was squatting on the ground dejectedly.

"Can you tell the poor monk where you first discovered Lord Sang?" Yuan walked forward and asked softly.

Dou Ziang looked up at him with a pair of red eyes, and nodded slowly after a while.

Seeing that he agreed, Yuan Xing dragged him up.

Chen Zong realized that something was wrong, and was about to make a sound to stop him, but the two of them had already appeared a hundred meters away in an instant, and if they were like this a few times, they would soon be nowhere to be seen.

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In a park by the river, in a secluded grove, Yuan Xing carefully observed the surroundings and communicated with the golden cicada in his heart.

"Is this it?"

"Well, the space-time passage is here, and the scope is not large. Do you really want to let this Dou Ziang pass? The words of the golden cicada emerged.

"Of course, although Sang Mengyu didn't believe in his words, but the poor monk promised to send people over, how could he lose his words?" Yuan Xing replied in his heart, then turned to Dou Ziang, who was standing on the side and stared at him, and asked, "Master Dou, do you really want to go to that world?" ”

He thought that since the other party had made up his mind, he should nod directly and agree, but he didn't expect Dou Ziang to hesitate at this time: "Master, I saw that someone from the police station shot before, and Sister Mengyu seemed to be injured, I don't know what the situation is?" Where is the injury. As he spoke, his eyes kept looking at the aperture that suddenly appeared in the forest.

Yuan Xing frowned slightly, and finally told the truth: "Master Sang Shi was only scratched by a bullet in the face before, so it should be fine." ”

......As soon as he spoke, Dou Ziang's face changed for a moment, and he twisted for a long time before asking: "She, she is injured, her strength must have dropped greatly, isn't it dangerous to go back like this?" ”

"It's really dangerous...... Yuan Xing looked at him deeply, nodded and said, "However, the speed of time on the two sides is not the same, and the poor monk speculates that Master Sang should be fine at the moment." In fact, there was one thing he didn't say, because he didn't know the specific location of the space-time node, the golden cicada just opened the teleportation channel of Sang Mengyu's world, and the location of its teleportation may be very far from this node, of course Sang Mengyu will not be chased and killed by the enemy.

Dou Ziang pursed his lips and pleaded: "Master, I can only use some fists and kicks, and the future is unknown at the moment, can you give me a ride?" ”

"That door, but the poor monk can't get through." Yuan Xing sighed and shook his head, he had already confirmed with Jin Cicada that unless he did a task, he would not be able to pass through the space-time gate with his identity at all, otherwise he would have returned to Earth with Zhou Mo regardless of the Northern Song Dynasty, how could there be so many things after that?

He shouldn't, but Dou Ziang was in a hurry, and hurriedly said: "I know that Sang Mengyu threatens the master with ordinary people, it's wrong for her, but you are a Buddhist monk and have the ability to travel through time and space, shouldn't you be more merciful, and make it convenient for me, a mortal?" ”

Yuan Xing raised his eyebrows and smiled, still shaking his head and said: "The monks don't speak, and the poor monk really didn't deceive the donor." ”

Seeing him like this, Dou Ziang also knew that it was useless to persuade him again, so he muttered, "Then can I think about it for a few days?" I don't seem to have anything ......with me," but before he finished speaking, he felt a pain in his back, and then his entire body flew out of the air, landing right within the aperture.

Yuan Xing withdrew his leg and muttered a sentence in his mouth: "Compassion produces evil, and it is convenient to get out of the obscene." He lowered his head and thought about it again, picked up Dou Ziang's suitcase and threw it into the aperture, and then said to Jin Chan: "Close the door." ”

He said that when he drank coffee before, he found that Sang Mengyu had no concept of the power of modern weapons, and he seemed proud and old-fashioned. Who told her such a high-end concept of traveling through time and space such a "otaku girl"?

"This Dou Ziang is just an ordinary person, if you forcibly send him in, you are not afraid of committing murder?" The words of the golden cicada appeared slowly in front of me.

"According to the previous agreement, the poor monk sent people to that world safely, what does it matter to me after that?" Yuan Xing snorted coldly, and sighed again: "The word love is really harmful." Now, his resentment towards Sang Mengyu has completely disappeared, and an emotion called "sympathy" has risen in his heart. Sang Mengyu is reluctant to return to her hometown where she grew up and wants to get treasures from him that can travel through time and space, is all this really her original intention? I'm afraid it's more for the sake of my lover, right?

And Dou Ziang, this person has the right outlook on the surface and is kind and kind, but in fact, he ...... Alas, don't say it!

"After returning to Earth, you have become willful!" Jin Cicada sighed.

"The poor monk has committed a remonstrance and should wake up." Yuan Xing raised his eyelids and muttered in a low voice. Today he was really disgusted, and he was really angry.

I didn't say much to the golden cicada, and I saw that the aperture disappeared completely. He took out his mobile phone, logged on to a reading website and left a message, then dialed his parents' phone, and put away the phone after saying goodbye.

I was about to leave this place when the phone rang again. He picked it up strangely, and the phone had been set to refuse to be answered by a stranger, so the caller must be an acquaintance.

"Are you really leaving?" Zhou Mo's hearty voice came from the microphone.

"How did you get in touch with me directly?" Yuan Xing frowned, this is really not safe.

"Hey, do you think the state can't find out? It's better to show it out generously, anyway, I'm just an ordinary person, I don't have your ability to come and go, I don't know much, what are you afraid of? Zhou Mo still said in that nonchalant tone.

Yuan Xing was happy, and while walking towards the forest, he chatted with each other.

The two chatted for a while, and only ended the call when they turned out of the forest.

He put on his headphones, flipped out the song on the music app, chose to play it on a loop, and walked slowly along the road to the market.

At that time, it was Dou Ziang who led the way, and he didn't know the specific direction here, but he was not in a hurry, because he was about to leave.

As he expected, it didn't take long for him to feel watched.

Smiling slightly, he knew that the person he was waiting for was coming, but he didn't stop, but still turned into the bridge by the river at a slow speed.

And when Chen Zong arrived in a hurry with people, the bridge cave was already empty, only in a corner of the ground, a lonely notebook was spread, the pages were blown by the river wind, and you could vaguely see the beautiful small block handwriting on it......