Daqi Temple is dangerous!

Lu Xiaoqi looked at the stone slab on the ground, and the monks who were held hostage were like fish on the chopping board, and clenched their fists. They must have been held hostage by unknown people without knowing anything, and the monks in this poor and remote temple were all old, weak, thin and young, and no one could resist this group of wicked people, so they had to suffer this unjustified disaster!

Lu Xiaoqi was also glad that they didn't have the brains to resist as soon as they were hot, those villains looked like people, but they weren't people when they were ruthless.

Now the situation is clear at a glance, it is man-made swordsmanship and I am fish and meat.

They besieged and killed themselves twice, but they couldn't do it, and they changed their course. used the unknown master's mobile phone to send a message to himself, just waiting for him to throw himself into the net, and then threaten Lu Xiaoqi with hostages to force Lu Xiaoqi to kill himself.

The masked people who were waiting were well-trained, and it seemed that they had been holding this knife-wielding action for a long time, and a few of them were moving their fingers slightly, their eyes nimbly observing all directions, alertly waiting for the prey to arrive!

Lu Xiaoqi's life, they are bound to win!

There were a pair of overcast eyes above the clouds, looking down on them, and the most advantageous way for him now was, of course, to strike first.

So Lu Xiaoqi sneered and pinched out a few words in his mouth: This is no wonder of me!

Under the gaze of the golden body of the main hall, a firefly suddenly flew from nowhere in the night sky, and the faint light swayed leisurely in the faint night light, slowly coming into the pile of people, slowly approaching, and stopped on a person's finger.

The knife-wielder moved his fingers and dusted it, but the fireflies disappeared!

Immediately after that, there was a tingling in the fingers, which penetrated the heart and lungs! He couldn't help but exhale in pain.

When he raised his finger to look, the palm of his hand exploded along with the belt flesh, and the flesh and blood were blurred in an instant!

The man held his severed palm and screamed miserably, and when he looked up, he was shocked to see thousands of fireflies rushing towards him!

With the voice of the underworld coming from nowhere:

"Heavenly Maiden Scattered Flowers!"

Countless fireflies are as fast as meteors, and they instantly turn into cross-rain flying needles! Attack only masked people!

That violent fluorescence was not a firefly at all, but a spirit turned into a blade, this move was the one that Lu Dongli used to abolish other people's hands and feet in the dungeon.

Although Lu Dongli's Heavenly Maiden Scattered Flowers looks cruel, she only takes people's hands and feet, does not hurt people's lives, and leaves a line between good and evil; Lu Xiaoqi felt that if he still had a trace of kindness today, it would be cruel to himself and all the partners around him! Because in the future, the one who dies under their knife may be Su Laishi, and it will be Ah Yuan!

The fire that was already holding back his stomach had nowhere to be released, and at this time, his heavenly maiden scattered flowers, just to kill and take people's lives!

Say it's too late, then soon!

Thousands of showers of rain were murderous, and in the blink of an eye, they unambiguously knocked down all the masked people, Lu Xiaoqi pulled the spirit blade that had entered the flesh and blood, as if pulling a puppet, shouted, and retracted the power of the submergence, and suddenly the masked man fell to the ground softly!

The picture of blood washing the ground made the monks' eyes widen and they were so shocked that they couldn't speak.

Originally, they were being plundered by this sword, and they could still recite the sutra in their hearts and barely stabilize their emotions, but now this scene is completely beyond the scope of their own acceptance.

Who is not frightened by the cruelty of such cruelty, who is not frightened by the fact that the flesh and blood of the good people suddenly fall down in a blur of flesh and blood, and they become unrecognizable from head to toe, and the bodies of those people seem to be devoured by something, and it seems that something has burst out of their bodies?

The monks were so worried that they even felt that it was presumptuous to breathe heavily!

But they are afraid to be afraid, soft to soft, tied up like a dumpling by the five flowers, they can't run if they want to shout, they can only close their eyes and silently recite the scriptures, and don't look at the flesh and blood beside them.

Lu Xiaoqi couldn't care about the monks' fears at this time.

Although he used Yubao to catch them off guard, and this opening prevailed, he realized that the matter was not over yet.

There are people around who are staring, wanting to repeat the old trick, and when he shows up to relax his vigilance, he will release cold arrows and shoot cold guns. Because he didn't show up, those people didn't do anything.

The distance was not close, so that he couldn't feel the breath in time, but he really looked up to him Lu Xiaoqi.

He didn't want to stalemate, if he didn't show up, the next cold shot would hit the monk and force him to show up.

Before that, he had to show up and make others think he was succeeding.

Then suddenly a young man with a rich and brilliant spirit came out of the darkness, and the darkness gradually appeared in his outline, until he stood clearly in front of the solemn hall of the Mahavira and did he stop.

The unknown master kept his eyes closed, and when he opened his eyes to see him, he showed a trace of panic, but because his mouth was gagged, he couldn't speak, and he could only make a anxious sound. He wanted to remind Lu Xiaoqi that he couldn't stand up like this.

Lu Xiaoqi smiled at him slightly, and the unknown master quieted down.

Lu Xiaoqi made all the preparations, he estimated that the person was not in the visual range of the temple, the distance exceeded two hundred meters, and if he wanted to kill him, the weapon used was either a feather arrow or a gun. It is located in the middle of nowhere, and there are few people around, so there is no need to be afraid of it, so the more lethal is the gun.

"Bang!" "Bang bang bang!"

Although the silence was added, the sound was not very loud, but the wind was loud, and everyone was still afraid of the sudden sound.

The bird was startled, and Lu Xiaoqi fell to the ground in response.

The unknown master stared at him closely.

The night was too dark, the wind was too cool, and the air was too bloody.

Four sturdy figures jumped out almost simultaneously, striding towards the motionless body from four different directions.

As far as the eye could see, a man stopped in disbelief.

The bullet of the sniper rifle was on the ground, deformed and distorted, but there was no blood on the bullet at all!

And then something even more outrageous happened!

They all suddenly forgot what they were doing here and looked at each other.

"What are we doing?" The hand holding the gun did not tremble, and the voice trembled.

While the minds of the four went blank, one of them answered their question:

"You're here to kill me!"

The reflex of the professional killer made them quickly raise their guns again and aim at the young man who was getting up on the ground, a heroic man with a smile in his eyes, but that smile was too alarming for them.

Without waiting for them to pull the trigger, they only heard the young man's words, "The power of mountains and seas!" The four of them fell to the ground as if they were overwhelmed by Tarzan, and one of them widened his eyes as he watched the sniper rifle in his hand slowly break and fall to the ground, and then heard the sound of his ribs.

Suffocating pressure!

It was as if they were choked by an immeasurable weight that could move anywhere in their bodies! Tightly, slowly, little by little, it was squashed and crushed to death.

Blood and foam slowly filled every crack in the slate, penetrating every pair of frightened eyes of the night.

The young man stood in the pool of black blood, smiled, opened his hands and spun in a circle, and shouted loudly: "Tonight, is there anyone else?" ”

Only the wind answered him.

Lu Xiaoqi looked at the watch in his hand and shouted again: "It's so boring!" Today, you are a fish and I am a knife, you can't afford to play? It's only been ten minutes of play, and next time it's a little longer! Do you hear that? ”

He couldn't wait for an answer, quietly looked at the dozens of unrecognizable corpses underground, and sighed with a sneer:

"Lu Xiaoqi, you can't go back."

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When Bai Lin and the others arrived, the entire temple was full of strangeness.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air, every monk half-lying in the hall was very weak, some of the monks' robes were still bloodstained, a few of them were younger, the monks' robes were covered with mud, it was raining here, Bai Lin felt that they must have just gone to the back mountain.

On such a dark day, what is the monk doing in the back mountain? What's the deal with all this smell of blood?

He looked at the stone slab in front of the hall that had just been washed, and probably understood.

It's over.

Su Laishi closed his mouth tightly, saw the unknown master, and hurriedly went over to talk to him, and the unknown master grabbed Su Laishi and looked at it: "You are a small stone...... Ok, good, good! ”

Ding Yao still kept her eyes open, silent, and without any emotion. It seems that as long as Lu Xiaoqi is here, anything and anyone in this world can have nothing to do with her.

At this time, all the monks were meditating together, some were panting, some were drinking water, some were leaning on the pillar and were stunned and did not speak.

When the unknown master came to the front, everyone fell silent, and only heard him say:

"Lu Jushi, the juniors and disciples all know what kind of person he is, and so far, you can see all of them. If you are afraid, you can also go elsewhere early tomorrow morning to practice; He would never hurt all ordinary people. ”

The abbot stood up tremblingly, shook his head again and again, sang the sins and sins a few times, looked at Lu Xiaoqi for a long time, and finally said nothing, walked out of the main hall, and went back to the meditation room to rest.

Monks are also ordinary people, and they will be afraid, Lu Xiaoqi thought about it, it is better to let Yubao and the others sleep soundly and erase the memory of this day.

Lu Xiaoqi saw the unknown master and inquired about the situation before he came, which was similar to what he expected, one difference was that the four words "I hope to see you" were originally sent to Lu Xiaoqi by the unknown master himself, and when he was fiddling with his mobile phone, he was pointed at the head with a gun, and the words behind it were not sent.

The unknown master said, and smiled, it seems that today's life and death extreme experience is nothing.

Lu Xiaoqi helped him sit in front of the hall and drank a sip of hot water, and slowly asked him what he wanted to say.

The unknown master's hand holding the water bowl paused for a moment, and took out an envelope from his bosom and gave it to him: "This is, my will." ”

Lu Xiaoqi was flustered and blurted out, "What will?" ”

The unknown master looked calm: "Of course it's your uncle and my will!" He sighed a little self-deprecatingly: "Since I entered the empty door, I shouldn't have a will, but I owe too much, my sins are too deep, and I always have to pay it back, I'm afraid that I will have too little before I die, so it's better for you to implement this will, and you are also me, the only person I trust." ”

Lu Xiaoqi was even more panicked: "What was before death?" You're still alive, what do you tell me about your life?"

He was desperately pressing down on the bad premonition that had risen in his heart, desperately pressing it.

The unknown master held Lu Xiaoqi's hand and asked him not to get excited, Lu Xiaoqi pinched his pulse, probed and was taken aback, how could he be so weak? This is the exhaustion of gas!

Lu Xiaoqi's eyes were misty.

This square-clothed monk, in that restless atmosphere, told him about a dusty past half a life ago.

It was even deeper, and in the middle of the night, the unknown master finally finished telling the story, and also leaned on Lu Xiaoqi's shoulder, and calmly finished his life of healing himself.

Lu Xiaoqi's tears were as cold as autumn dew, everyone in the hall did not sleep, and the monks used their weak strength behind him to chant the scriptures neatly; Ding Yao, Bai Lin and the others stood near Lu Xiaoqi and heard his words soaked in cold.

"Why can't I keep any of them? Is it because no one can defeat this fate?! ”

My generation is for fish and meat, fate, for knives?