Speaking of the poisonous demon, Feng Feng said: "You and Yan'er can rest assured that you can go on the road." Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Before I go to run errands, I'll kill a few of the people from the Ma family by the way. You don't have to worry about someone chasing you from the Ma family!"

Wuchen was slightly shocked, the Ma family is a spiritual Taoist family, and in the eyes of ordinary people, it is simply a behemoth, similar to a spiritual Taoist sect. Perhaps only a character like the poison demon can say 'by the way' to kill a few.

However, judging from the performance of the poison demon just now, not to mention a few, dozens are not a problem.

At this time, the poison demon pointed at Xiao Yang, who was next to him, and let out a sharp roar from his mouth.

The next moment, but saw the poisonous demon and the poisonous puppet of the hundred resentments turn into two black lines, and disappeared into the sky in a blink of an eye.

The night was dark and the wind was blowing.

Only Wu Chen and a beautiful woman named Leng Youyan were left in the field, looking at each other.

I don't know how long it took, Wuchen said, "Miss Leng, let's go on the road." ”

The cold-faced man did not speak, turned around and walked forward.

Wuchen had no choice but to follow.

The area from the Heavenly Kingdom is the smallest among the four countries that go to Gushu Cloud Cliff.

Only five days later, Wuchen and Leng Youyan left the kingdom of heaven and came to the kingdom of jade.

The products and customs of the Jade Kingdom are very different from those of the Kingdom of Heaven.

But I saw the mountains and the rivers criss-crossed.

Towns are much richer than they are from heaven.

On this day, the two came to an ancient city called River Furnace City.

The gate of Helu City is tall, and the road into the city is extremely wide, only about 50 zhang.

Helu City is located at the junction of three states, and the merchants in the Jade Country mostly use it as a transit place.

Although it has not yet entered the city, it is a lively scene to see the flow of people and the noise like a tide.

The dark dust is in front, and the cold face is behind, and he is about to step into the city.

"Amitabha! two donors, and stop walking?" a tall, fair-skinned monk blocked the way for the two.

"What advice does the master have?" Wuchen glanced at the monk up and down, but when he saw that the other party was fair-skinned and had two yellow eyebrows, he looked a little awkward.

The yellow-eyed monk smiled with one palm:

"The main body of the donor has a blue light, and the qi is like a lotus, and it is related to my Buddha.

I wonder if the donor would mind coming to my Miaohua Dharma Temple to make a good relationship?

Please forgive the donor for the trouble. ”

Wuchen listened to the yellow-eyed monk while carefully observing the other party's expression.

But seeing that the other party's words were slow, he was not in a hurry or slow, maybe someone else came to listen, and he might think that he had really met a master of Buddhism and listened to his words about his relationship with the Buddha.

Wuchen found that although the monk was talking to him, he looked at the cold face behind him several times out of the corner of his eye. Although the yellow-eyed monk concealed it very skillfully, he did not escape the eyes of the dark dust.

Wuchen didn't show any abnormality, and said indifferently: "The master's mind, the junior's heart."

But the younger generation still has important things to do on this trip, so he can only come to your temple again to pay homage to the Buddha. ”

In this case, the poor monk will not disturb the itinerary of the two benefactors. Amitabha!" Monk Huangmei finished speaking, and turned away.

"This person has a bad idea, let's rest here for one night and leave tomorrow!"

Wuchen said to the cold face on the side.

Leng Youyan didn't speak, and looked in the direction of the city with a pair of beautiful eyes.

Wuchen was accustomed to the silence of the cold face, and walked up first.

Leng Youyan followed behind.

In the city of the river furnace, there is an inn called Happy House.

Wuchen chose two upper rooms, and then ordered another table of food.

For a few days, Leng Youyan didn't say a word to Wuchen, didn't say a word.

Wuchen was even wondering if this cold face was a mute.

The trivial things such as staying in the hotel and eating are all greeted by the dust, and the cold face is like a wood that can move.

After eating, the two went back to their rooms to rest, ready to leave the next morning.

It was fast, it was late at night.

"Wang!" Xiaobai let out an abrupt cry, waking up Wuchen.

Wuchen opened his eyes, and suddenly saw a black shadow in front of the window.

Wuchen was inexplicably frightened, and hurriedly came to the room to take a look.

But when I saw the door open, how could there be a cold face?

Wuchen walked into the room, took a piece of cold and humorous clothes, and let Xiaobai smell it and said, "Xiaobai, take me to catch up." Miss Leng can't be fine!"

"Wang!" Xiaobai shouted at Wuchen, turned around and snatched the door.

Dust followed.

But seeing Xiaobai jump from the upper floor to the street, his nose moved, and he went straight to the city gate.

Two guards were dozing under the wall.

Xiao Bai came to the two guards, jumped and stepped on the top of one of the guards, and flew to the top of the city wall with a whoosh.

The guard woke up as if he had been hit in the head, and said in a daze, "Don't, don't make trouble." ”

At this time, Wuchen happened to run to him, and he was not polite, but he also stepped on the man's head and flew up the city wall.

The guard stood up with a cold war, looked left and right, and said loudly: "Who, who hit me?"

"What's the noise? How can someone be so late, what the hell are you?" he said to the guard opposite him with some dissatisfaction.

"Wake up, someone just hit me twice in the head. The guard, who was trampled, was a little puzzled.

"How is that possible? You're dreaming. As he spoke, the guard on the other side narrowed his eyes again.

"Am I really mistaken?"

......

Wuchen came to the city wall, but saw that Xiaobai had fallen to the ground, and his body had grown to about twenty zhang in size.

Wuchen jumped off the wall and was caught by Xiaobai.

Xiaobai wrinkled his round nose and rushed towards a dark mountain.

The night was deep and there was not a single dark cloud in the sky.

A full moon hung in the middle of the sky, and occasionally a few stars shone brightly on the horizon.

As the black dust was carried by Xiaobai, it was getting farther and farther away from River Furnace City.

Beneath the dark blue sky, a high mountain, getting closer and closer.

While!

A distant bell rang with the sound of Buddhist chanting.

The mountain was getting closer and closer, and the sound of chanting became clearer and clearer.

When he arrived at the bottom of the mountain, Wuchen saw the brilliant lights on the top of the high mountain, and the sound of Buddhist scriptures came from there.

The direction in which Xiaobai is going is also the top of this high mountain.

"Don't take the big road, go up from the woods. Wuchen patted Xiaobai's head and said.

Xiao Bai nodded, and in order to hide its appearance, its fat body shrank a little more to the size of more than ten zhang.

In the main hall, which is as bright as day, in front of a huge gold-lacquered Buddha statue, a row of candles the thickness of arms burns.

In front of the candlelight, there is a long purple-red wooden table, and in the middle is an incense burner the size of a foot.

There are three sticks of grass and wood incense in the incense burner, and the cigarette smoke curls up, steaming, and circles on the top of the main hall.

In front of the incense burner stood an old monk, and in front of him, in the middle of the main hall, kneeling no less than a hundred people, all young women about fifteen or sixteen years old.

On both sides of the main hall, there are three rows of monks kneeling.

Bursts of Buddhist scriptures and the sound of chanting came from their mouths.

(To be continued.) )