The two of them dressed up.

Su Wan'er volunteered to carry the burden, and by the way, she supported Qinling and embarked on the journey together.

When passing by the riverside, Qin Ling motioned to Su Wan'er to bathe and wash.

After this little girl washed, although she was not as dirty as before, her skin was wheat-colored, and her appearance was not outstanding, with a faint little freckles on her face, and her buckteeth were very obvious.

Fortunately, her big eyes add a lot of color to her.

If not, she is a complete "ugly girl".

After the two of them walked forward for several miles, because Qin Ling always wanted to chase Su Wan'er, he was tired and panting, so he could only hold on to the trunk of the big tree on the side of the road to rest for a while.

"Grandpa, if you're tired, I can carry you - don't look at me as a daughter, but it's really no worse than those men!"

Qin Ling shook his head and refused.

After all, there is a difference between men and women, and now that I am a monk, it is a little inconvenient after all.

"You're welcome, believe me, I'm ......"

However, before Wan'er finished speaking, her face suddenly turned pale, and she pointed to the distance, unable to spit out half a word for a long time.

Qin Ling looked in the direction she was pointing, and it was a woodcutter covered in blood and dying.

With almost the last of his strength, he stretched out his hand to Qin Ling and the others, foaming blood in his mouth, and begged bitterly: "Master, please, save our village!" ”

As he spoke, the woodcutter twitched violently, and was silent again.

What's going on?

Why do people who are dying suddenly appear?

Qin Ling pondered for a moment, and suddenly remembered that there was a village in front of him, and that gang of robbers was in a hurry and had a fierce look on their faces, I was afraid that they were not here to kill the village!

Thinking of this, he secretly said in his heart that it was not good.

He hurriedly waved his hand at Wan'er, signaling her to hurry up and follow, while he ran with a crutch.

The smart Wan'er seemed to understand something, and immediately ran after Qin Ling.

The two of them were approaching the village when they suddenly heard a terrible scream, and the entire village was slaughtered.

In troubled times, people are like ants, and their lives are like mustard, and no one can escape.

Qin Ling shook his head, sat cross-legged between the corpse mountain and the sea of blood, clasped his hands together, and silently recited the mantra in his heart to save the reincarnation of the dead.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a heart-rending woman's cry.

I saw a girl about the same age as Wan'er running quickly, staggering out, but unexpectedly tripped over a stone on the side of the road and fell to the ground.

Behind her, several robbers chased and intimidated her with knives.

Looking at their appearance, they didn't think it was a cruel thing, but looked at the girl's dying and struggling appearance, and burst into laughter.

"Little girl, let the master be cool, maybe I can leave you a whole corpse."

"That's it, what are you running? The brothers are very gentle. ”

……

Qin Ling finally couldn't help it, he took the initiative to step forward, helped the girl up, and pushed her into Wan'er's arms, signaling her to take care of her.

And Qin Ling himself stood in front of the girl.

At this moment, a hatred arose in his heart, hating the robber in front of him for being empty and human, but inhuman, and suddenly he had a feeling of wanting to pull out a knife and kill him!

But soon, Qin Ling felt his psychological fluctuations, and hurriedly recited the Buddha's name in his heart to calm his heart.

"What? Old bald donkey, are you so good and tired of being crooked, and you dare to play tricks in front of your grandfathers? If you don't want to die, get out of here. One of the robbers said coldly.

Qin Ling remained motionless, still standing in front of the girl and Wan'er.

"If you want to die, just say it, uncle, I have killed countless people on weekdays, and I will do a good deed today to give you a ride."

With that, the robber swung his knife and slashed at Qin Ling.

Qin Ling never moved, and his brows did not wrinkle.

After all, the knife did not fall, but was stopped by another robber next to him.

"Good brother, don't look weak on this group of bald donkeys, they actually have a lot of skills, and they are very mysterious."

"What do you mean by that?" The robber raised his knife slightly.

"There was a man in our hometown who was so poor that he couldn't stand it, robbed the bald donkey's belongings, and died at home the next day! In my opinion, let's not provoke them - the boss told us to hurry up and hand over the looted goods, or let's go. ”

"It's really fake!"

The man was surprised, but not convinced.

"What if you die a bald donkey? Now in this world, even if the Bodhisattva comes, it is estimated that he will have to be stabbed twice. ”

As he spoke, the robber put the knife against Qin Ling's head.

"Old bald donkey, you said that if I cut it with this knife, which one is more enjoyable than cutting watermelon?"

Qin Ling smiled bitterly.

Although the clouds are light and light on the surface, in fact, they are panicked inside.

You can't just die, do you?

No way......

Something has to be done.

At such a close distance, if you attack his hand joints, although it may be possible to achieve the effect of disarming, the opponent will definitely subconsciously punch with his other hand.

Now this body, I'm afraid I can't catch it with a single punch.

What to do?

Just when Qin Ling was at a loss, an extremely thick and rough voice suddenly echoed over the village.

"Murderers will be reincarnated in hell, and they will be repaid as human beings or animals, and they will be slaughtered by men forever! Until the karma of killing is exhausted! ”

"The sea of bitterness is endless, and turning back is the shore!"

Qin Ling was slightly stunned.

the groove.

Pretty professional, huh?

Which god is protecting them in secret?

"Who is it? Who's pretending to be a ghost? Believe it or not, Lao Tzu hacked you to death? ”

The robber said this, but his eyes still turned to Qin Ling and Wan'er.

None of their mouths moved, where did the sound come from?

Thinking of this, the robbers were a little frightened.

The crowd rummaged through the three layers inside and outside the three layers, but they never found the shadow of the person, and the panic in their hearts was a little deeper.

"It can't be true, right?"

"I'll just say it, this old bald donkey is very evil, let's go!"

……

Just when everyone was anxious, a guy who looked like a small leader stood up and shouted: "Don't waste time, Huangchao's army is about to attack the city, and no one will think about it when the time comes!" ”

"Our boss wants to defect to them, so he is going to give the stolen money as a big gift, and it will be too late for us to hand it in."

Qin Ling was shocked when he heard this.

Yellow Nest's army is nearby?

And immediately besiege the city?

No matter how bad his history was, he had heard of the Yellow Nest and the reputation of the rebels for their brutality.

It is rumored that every time the Yellow Nest army captures a city, it will burn and loot in the city, doing all kinds of evil, and there are even wild histories claiming that this Yellow Nest crushes the living into powder for food-

Although there are many exaggerations, this guy is by no means good.

"Old bald donkey, count you lucky, and spare you for the time being. If I meet you next time, I will definitely send you to the West Heaven! ”

The murderous thief said that he rode away.