Under the cover of night, the trail experienced the worst internal friction in history, with a total of 453 bandits and robbers killed. The hundred-mile sheep intestine trail where bandits continued to flow has not existed since then.

Xi'er, who went out to look for food, flew back from the air, and was very puzzled when she saw the swords and swords outside, and the flesh and blood were flying, and she saw Tang San dodging and moving in an orderly manner in the crowd. Said angrily: "This troublemaker, he got into trouble less than a cup of tea when he walked away." ”

Shui Sheng said with a smile: "Bili, ten Tang San is not your opponent, the suppression of the species is the factor, more because he has not yet cultivated." Compared with the brain, a hundred Xi'er is not as good as one Tang San. I ordered him to go and kill the bandits, but I didn't expect him to be familiar with the art of war and make the bandits who were already not united split and attacked each other. It's a rare talent. "From a distance, there were fewer and fewer robbers under the mountain, and more people were wounded. The most powerful Deng Ping was besieged by four or five people, including Zhang Hu, Wen Ye and others. It is really in response to the sentence that two fists are hard to defeat four hands, if it is about fighting alone, others are not Deng Ping's opponents, but under the siege of everyone, Deng Ping, whose martial arts are higher than others, is already at a disadvantage, and he is always in danger, Zhang Hu sold a flaw to lure Deng Ping to the bait, and then Wen Ye pulled out a sharp sword from the side to injure Deng Ping.

Xi'er said in annoyance: "Sir, what's so beautiful about this mortal killing each other, it's slow to death, I can kill them all with one hand." In the eyes of mortals, the subtle moves are infinitely powerful, but to Xi'er, it is like a child's playhouse, which can only make her feel funny.

Half an hour later, the battle began to come to an end, and Deng Ping had already been killed by Wen Ye and the others, but several of them were not happy, and they were all injured. The most serious Zhang Hu's left arm was cut off by Deng Ping's shoulder, his face was as pale as a dead man, and now he was already a dead man, after confirming that he had killed Deng Ping, Wen Ye stabbed Zhang Hu's heart one by one with a sword, and he was instantly dead. There was not a sound from the deathbed.

The aquatic man sighed.

This is the world of bandits, ruthless and unjust.

Xi'er, who had already brought hot water, glanced at Yamashita and said, "Sir, wash your face first, and we'll see later." ”

It was already late at night, the trees were wet with dew, the killing cries under the mountain gradually weakened, and only Tang San was the only one who could still stand firmly, and the rest were seriously injured. Wen Ye slashed down the last thief who had bullied him, and the rest of the people were frightened by his ruthlessness.

Tang San sneered on the side: "Boss Wen is really powerful, I thought it was Deng Ping who could hold on to the end." ”

Wen Ye stared at Tang San like a fierce beast and said, "What a loach, the kung fu of fishing in troubled waters is really the pinnacle." If not, the treasures in the temple will be divided equally between you and me. How about me seven and you three?" Wen Ye was too seriously injured, and a broken rib in his chest was broken, and he stabbed Deng Ping when he was besieging Deng Ping just now. The wound is deep and the bone is visible.

Tang San shook his head and said, "Look at it, since all the brothers present were able to survive the fire just now, they were all good hands. Who wants to whisper and please others. People go to higher places, and water flows to lower places. It is a person who always has some ambitions, and there is a way that it is better to be the head of the chicken than the tail of the ox. The bigwigs of the sheep intestine trail are all dead, and you Wen Ye is the last one. I think you're already at the end of your crossbow, and since you want treasure, it's natural for those who have the ability to live alone. Are you or no, brothers?"

After listening to Tang San's words, the remaining ten or so people stared at Tang San and Wen Ye one after another.

Under the moonlight, Wen Ye's face was as pale as paper, perhaps caused by excessive blood loss. Seeing him stand up forcibly, the dozen or so robbers retreated one after another. Wen Ye, who has accumulated far-reaching power, is still very deterrent to his subordinates, but it is a pity that he has become a single commander today, and the thieves who used to gather in the mountains and forests are surrounded by more than a dozen small minions, which can't help but make him feel sad.

The emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and even Wen Ye, who was seriously injured today, is enough to deter those little minions. The rest of the thieves didn't dare to step forward, Wen Ye spit bloody phlegm heavily, he was seriously injured, he took a deep breath, and subconsciously clenched the broken knife in his hand, this was his last breath of true qi, the ability to break out of the dead was infinitely powerful, and the sharp knife style burst out with a trace of breath, this was the release of knife qi, seeing that Wen Ye forced his remaining potential out, and the knife technique was even more powerful than when he fought against Deng Ping.

Shui Sheng took the towel handed over by Xi'er and said: "That is the power emitted by the return of light, and the last big guy of the sheep intestine trail will also die tonight." It can be seen that his knife style has entered the room, and there is a faint overflow of true qi, which is the phenomenon of true qi being released. It's a pity that it's a grandmaster-level swordsman. If he could follow the right path, he might already have a reputation in a state. ”

"Why should a mere mortal gentleman sigh at his fingertips?Xi'er thought that even if he was given another twenty years, he would not be able to sense the Heaven and Earth Vitality. If you can't practice, you can only get past him in a muddy way for a hundred years. Xi'er poured the water from the wooden basin into the ditch.

After seeing that only Tang San and Wen Ye were left below, Shui Sheng returned to the Buddha hall and looked at the Buddha with kind eyes in the Buddha hall. The Buddha statue is not big, three inches high, but it is the Buddha hand twist fearless seal solemn and solemn on the great day of the West Heaven. The Buddha statue looks a little strange in the candlelight. Xi'er, who poured out the water, walked in to look at the Buddha statue, and didn't understand why Mr. stared at the Buddha statue for a long time.

Shui Sheng suddenly spoke: "Xi'er, do you like money?"

"Money?!" Xi'er said suspiciously, "I don't like it." Grandpa Peachtree always said that money stinks, and also said that in the final analysis, money is the fault of everything in the world. ”

"Yes, even the Buddha who claims to be compassionate cannot escape. Not to mention us ordinary people. The aquatic light a stick of incense and respectfully insert it into the incense burner.

Wen Ye at the bottom of the mountain stared at Tang San angrily, the last true qi just now had been used up by himself, and there was not much true qi left to support his last breath.

"You'd better do it yourself. Tang San said.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem. Wen Ye coughed violently, and another mouthful of blood spit out of his mouth, and the short knife in his hand had been thrown to the ground, and he didn't have the strength to hold it. Tang Sanjing was a good man, so he gave him the opportunity to cut himself. Those who were despised by themselves in the past are now in charge of their own life and death. It's funny.

The so-called 30 years in the east of the river, 30 years in the west of the river.

Wen Ye smiled bitterly and said, "From today onwards, even if you Tang San broke off with this sheep intestine path, it is really gratifying." It's a pity that I can only bury my bones in the green mountains. I'm afraid that even a whole corpse may not be left behind. ”

Tang San said coldly: "I will leave you a whole corpse." ”

Hearing this, Wen Ye was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Thank you." ”

"No thanks, Master Ci'en told me when he was leaving, right and wrong are not right or wrong, it is not easy in the red dust, and it is even more difficult in the sheep intestine path. Tang San walked over and said.

"Haha. Wen Ye's wild laughter was terrifying, and Tang San was so frightened that he took three steps back for fear that Wen Ye would break out and hurt people. After laughing wildly, Wen Ye said: "At the beginning, Master Ci'en lived in this place, and many people came to fight his idea, and I was no exception, a high monk is a high monk, and he knocked me to the ground in three or two strokes." He didn't kill me, but reasoned with me. I still remember the words of that night. He said that I had killed countless people in my life and had to suffer a catastrophe, and the reason why I was still alive in this world was because my wife and mother knelt down in front of the Buddha and begged. The enemy killed my whole family, and I should not have escaped this catastrophe because my mother knelt in front of the Buddha and prayed that her son's good relationship with her daughter-in-law would make her son die a good life in this life. If I had lived one more year, my mother would have to endure one year in the eighteenth layer of hell. At that time, I wanted to die with some mother's grace. ”

Tang San said coldly: "It's a pity that you didn't die. ”

The night wind blows terrifyingly. The dampness was getting heavier, and many of the corpses were already wet with dew, and the scarlet blood was gradually coagulated. The ghosts of the underworld held the chains and the souls of these bandits were chained and dragged to hell, and the bound souls could not help no matter how much they struggled. Next to Wen Ye stood a ghost soldier waiting quietly. If the aquatic life sees it, it will know that it is the black and white impermanence of the yin. Tonight, the king of Hades specially ordered black and white impermanence to detain this Wen Ye's soul.

Wen Ye said: "Yes, if I had died that night, I would not have the situation I have today, Master Ci'en said that if I want to free my mother and wife from the sea of suffering, it is necessary to establish great merit. There is a great merit waiting for me to do it right now. But I'll have to wait three years. After three years, I will be able to make my mother."

Tang San was slightly surprised and said unexpectedly, "You promised Ci'en to do the internal response?"

Wen Ye smiled and said, "Do you think I'm the only one?" Obviously, the reason why we would work together to kill Deng Ping alone could not be provoked by you in a few words. You're just pretending to be smart. Even if we don't have you, we will join forces to kill Deng Ping. This is what we agreed with Master Mercy. The day he left was Deng Ping's death. In the final analysis, this sheep intestine trail is still controlled by him Deng Ping alone, and if you want to eliminate the bandits here, you must catch them all to see results. The most important thing is to kill Deng Ping, so that the group of thieves in the sheep intestine path are leaderless and chaotic. ”

Tang San said with some annoyance, "Master Ci'en alone can kill Deng Ping. Why bother to woo you. ”

"The monks are merciful and cannot easily break the vows of killing. Naturally, they will kill people under the guise of us. He didn't borrow your hand to kill me. Wen Ye struggled with his last strength and said: "Start quickly, don't make me too uncomfortable." ”

Tang San, who was very unhappy, threw away the sword in his hand with hatred: "It turns out that the old monk has calculated me in, what a good plan." After speaking, the iron sword in his hand flashed coldly. Wen Ye, who was as angry as a gossamer, suddenly died. The soul that came out happened to be restrained by black and white impermanence, and was dragged directly to hell without saying anything.

Tang San, who felt that he was being used, returned to the temple with hatred. Walked to the Buddha hall and pointed to the statue of the Buddha and scolded: "Your grandmother's, use Lao Tzu as a gun." The world is as black as the Buddha. The upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked, and you are no better than what your subordinates are doing. I'm so angry that I really want to burn down your temple. ”

Shui Sheng said: "Okay, Xi'er put this Buddha statue in it, and gave Tang San a torch to let him burn this broken temple." The province upset me to watch. ”

Tang San was immediately startled, and hurriedly stopped: "Sir, you don't have to care, what I said is just an angry remark, and I can't take it seriously." "If this temple is really burned, if you really come back, you won't be chasing and killing yourself at the end of the world.

The plaque in front of the temple "clanged" and fell, Tang San immediately walked out to see the situation outside, he didn't want to go, he gave up resistance when he saw Xi'er's sharp eyes.

Tang San took down the plaque, and the mottled handwriting was printed into Shui Sheng's eyes, and the three words Thanksgiving Temple were written on it.

Shui Sheng said sarcastically: "Thanksgiving, I don't know whose kindness it is." The old monk really knows how to take names. ”