The night was dark, and the cold wind was even more fierce and cruel.

Fluttershy pulls the placket open a little, and the coldness in her eyes fades, and the pleasure and excitement may not be able to describe how wonderful and strange it is.

The icy cold wind was fierce and cruel, and the body did not feel a trace of coldness, and every muscle became indescribably cheerful and excited.

She was enjoying the pleasure and excitement.

"You're actually pretty cunning." Fluttershy clings softly to her neck, her long hair fluttering, rubbing her neck softly.

His neck was as hard, calm and steady as a stone, and her eyes had magically twitched so violently that she couldn't even breathe.

The more amorous a woman is, the more incomprehensible love will be born in exciting and dangerous moments.

Silent without life.

Holding her like a light smoke, he didn't seem to see, let alone feel, this subtle change, maybe only a selfless lover can be noticed.

The empty eyes stared at and poked at Cao Yijie not far away, but they didn't get very close, nor did they get very far.

There has always been a delicate distance between them.

Fluttershy exhales deeply, and the blush on her face fades into a pale, indescribable satisfaction.

She slowly opened her eyes, and saw Cao Yijie, running non-stop, if anyone had seen the wounded beast when it was chased by the hunters, they would know what he looked like now.

Suddenly he crashed into a tree like a boar, rolling and screaming on the ground with his head in his hands, and he didn't make a lot of noise, because no matter what kind of sound it was, it would make people die in the moment, in the wrong place.

Not only did he not dare to make a loud noise, but he also felt all the danger with every muscle in his body.

He was really afraid of lifelessness, the wonder of that spear was far more terrible and dangerous than he imagined, and when he killed those two swords, he didn't see them, and he didn't know when they did it, let alone when they fell.

Their deaths were as if they had been suddenly cursed by God, and they lost their lives silently.

His head gradually stopped hurting, but he was still wheezing, and the fear did not fade at all.

The cold sweat on his back had dried, but he was sweating again, and the cold wind was blowing, and he had deeply smelled the fragrance of tea tree flowers, as well as the smell of incense and candles in the stone temple.

There was a look of joy on his face, "It's almost here, it's finally here." ”

This is a very light statement, and it is meant to be said to myself, not to others.

But some people have heard it, and they have laughed, and the stupid laughter is very good and very moving, no matter what kind of lonely, lonely prodigal son, when he hears this sound, he can't help but feel emotion, lovesickness, and will stay awake in bed all night.

Cao Yijie's body trembled violently, and during the day, he would definitely find this woman well, release the loneliness and lovesickness in his body, and satisfy himself.

But now it is different, when you run for your life, even if you make a fart sound, it will make the fleeing person afraid and panic.

He suddenly stared at the dark sky, then at the dark earth, then at the dark forest leaves, and finally at the dark ancient trees, as if he had already stared at all the places.

The cold wind was still fluttering, and the cold sweat on his body had magically disappeared, and he pulled the placket of his clothes tighter.

Fluttershy smiled stupidly, staring at Cao Yijie's cute appearance, "Did you think he knew someone was following?" ”

Silent without life.

The branches and leaves under his feet swayed, and his body stood as upright as a stone statue, motionless like a stone statue.

The dark eyes did not carry a trace of emotion, nor did they have a trace of a smile.

"Do you think he's going to be scared into peeing his pants?" Fluttershy says softly.

Silent without life.

His eyes stared at and poked Cao Yijie, without a trace of change.

He stared and poked Cao Yijie, as if a hunter was staring at the prey in the cage, the prey was already afraid and panicked, but he couldn't bring him a trace of joy.

Cao Yijie gasped and suddenly swept up, sweeping towards the dark road, everything on the road seemed to be familiar to him.

This road must be his lifeline, so it seems familiar.

A smile thickens into Fluttershy's mouth, "He's going to find something big." ”

Silent without life.

"He's going to find some little boy, big boy, isn't he?"

Silent without life.

Fluttershy laughs bitterly, because the good thing about the stone statue is that it doesn't speak, and the bad thing is that it doesn't speak.

No matter what kind of woman she comprehends the knowledge of not speaking, she will surely get more joy and cheerfulness in him.

Fluttershy laughs stupidly, "Do you know what he looks like now?" ”

Silent without life.

"He's like a crying child now, going home and complaining to adults."

Silent without life.

Cao Yijie swept over the branches of the forest, accidentally scraped his clothes on the dead branches, and his body was unable to move forward.

Suddenly, he took off his clothes and swept forward.

He threw away his clothes and his sword, which had become less important at this point, much lighter than his life.

As he skimmed over the bridge, he suddenly stepped on the air again and fell into the river.

The icy water was crazy and cruel, pounding at his body and his soul.

He struggled to catch his breath, crawling to the shore, struggling to sweep to the bridge.

"It's great that it's finally here,......。" He was vomiting on the bridge.

The icy wind gusts and you can smell the stench in the cold wind, and Fluttershy suddenly pinchs her nose.

"What is this place?"

"Lion Mountain Bridge."

"So you're already on Lion Rock?"

"Yes."

"Where do you think he's going?"

Silent without life.

stared at and poked Cao Yijie's body, as if he wanted to poke that body to death on the bridge deck.

Fluttershy suddenly laughs stupidly.

This sound is like a mysterious spell that makes the tired, weak suddenly give birth to strength.

Cao Yijie stood up suddenly, looked around in all directions, and even looked carefully in the water.

He had undoubtedly given birth to strength, but not a trace of courage.

As if he had seen a ghost, he suddenly swept up, facing the cold wind, and drifted into the distance.

The incense and candles of the temple were still burning, and a monk sat quietly by the incense burner, closing his eyes and chanting.

Cao Yijie plundered into the temple.

Most of the lights in Hanshan Temple have been extinguished, and most of the monks who practice have rested.

The ancient and solemn bell hangs high, and even if you don't think about it, you can feel the power of the bell.

Cao Yijie suddenly knelt down in front of the incense burner, knocked his head more than a dozen times, and then climbed up to the monk, "Master, save me." ”

This monk is neither old nor young, neither thin nor fat, and every muscle on his boxy cheeks is undoubtedly full of Buddha meaning and Buddha color.

The monk did not raise his head, nor did he open his eyes, nor did he stop to recite the scriptures.

His hand was still quietly touching the Buddha beads, touching them one by one.

Cao Yijie suddenly stared at the monk, tears seemed to be about to fall out, "Master, we said okay." ”

The monk ignored him.

This kind of worldly world in the red dust doesn't seem to be able to disturb him.

The cold wind was even colder, and the green leaves in the trees rustled, Cao Yijie looked at the trees, and the expression on his face became even more frightened.

This sound was like a knife, cutting the muscles on the body, cutting piece by piece, as if he couldn't stand it anymore.

Not only could his body not stand it, but his soul seemed to be unable to stand it either.

This kind of sound can undoubtedly make the people who flee for their lives frightened and chilled.

"Master, hurry up and save me, it seems that someone is chasing me behind."

There was no figure in the forest, it was pitch black, and the pitch darkness made Cao Yijie go crazy and collapse, and his voice seemed to be weak.

"We said okay, you will definitely send us to a safe place."

The monk was silent.

It was as if he could only recite the scriptures, unable to speak, and too lazy to speak.

Cao Yijie looked at Lin Muli, then at the monk, gritted his teeth, and suddenly slapped the monk on the cheek.

The monk didn't pay attention to him, let alone move, he still closed his eyes and read the scriptures lightly, as if there was only the sound of chanting in heaven and earth.

Cao Yijie looked at the monk, and suddenly walked to the incense burner, the incense candle was still slowly generating heat, the cold wind swept by, the ashes fell, and the light of the root Buddha incense was more intense.

He picked up the Buddha incense and blew it again, and when the light was the brightest, it suddenly poked at the monk's head and the monk's crotch.

"Master, you wake up, you can't sleep anymore, I'm already in a big disaster, only you can help me." As he spoke, he only felt that his tongue was bitter, bitter and dry. "Are you sitting down? Wake up quickly, the spear god may be in the woods. ”

The monk was silent.

He seems to have really been seated, the only difference is that the seated monk can't recite sutras, but he can.

The Buddha incense on the crotch of his pants was still smoking, and he didn't feel a trace of it, let alone a trace of pain.

Cao Yijie looked at the forest again, then at the monk, and suddenly kicked the monk's crotch with his foot, and kicked the monk's head again.

As if he wasn't enough, he pooped on the monk again.

Isn't it time for the monk to speak? His heart was still hanging, there was no light in the dark night, it was as if there was a lifeless shadow everywhere, and there was the shadow of the gun everywhere.

Wusheng didn't appear, and the gun didn't appear, but it didn't appear enough to make people feel frightened and chilled.

The monk still didn't move, his mouth was still chanting, and there was no movement.

He seems to have become a Buddha statue, a Buddha statue that does not move, the only difference is that the Buddha statue does not know how to recite sutras, but he can recite sutras.

Cao Yijie's breathing gradually became short, and he gradually became weak.

He suddenly sat next to the monk, quietly staring at the monk chanting, but his heart was fluctuating like a hoof. "Master, wake up quickly, I really can't do it, I'm really scared."

Most of the people who flee for their lives are afraid, and he is no exception, but his fear is more intense, because what he is afraid of is not people, but gods, few gods in the rivers and lakes, gun gods.

Cao Yijie touched his head, as if he was pondering violently.

Then he suddenly went to take off the monk's clothes, he only hoped that this trick would work and wake the monk up.

It worked, and he only pulled away a little.

The monk suddenly opened his eyes, and the Buddhist beads in his hand were suddenly scattered on the ground, and every muscle on his cheeks was stiff, stiff and shaking.

"Master, you finally woke up, I really can't wake you up, that's why I ......."

Cao Yijie was full of smiles, and this smile easily reminded people of the beggar who did evil, pitiful, pathetic and hateful.

The monk opened his eyes and stared at Cao Yijie in a daze, his eyes seemed to be teeth, and he wanted to bite this person to death.

He was already gasping for breath, and the expression on his face was indescribably angry and resentful.

"Master, I couldn't help it just now, I really had to do it just now, I really ......."

The monk had nodded, but he was already panting, and the green tendon on his forehead was already towering.

He seemed to be angry, he opened his mouth, and did not speak, but suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Master, are you better?" Cao Yijie gently patted the monk's back and then patted his chest.

The monk suddenly hugged his chest tightly, the blood in his mouth was still falling, and two words had been spit out of his mouth, "Bastard." ”

Cao Yijie was stunned.

It was a woman's voice, angry and resentful, but vaguely with the power of ecstasy.

"You bastard, do you know what I was just doing?"

Cao Yijie didn't know.

He shook his head, his face unspeakably apologetic.

"I was just cultivating internal strength, and you're actually bothering me, aren't you damned?"

Cao Yijie nodded, but his eyes were looking at the dark woods, and he couldn't help but point to the trees, "But there's ...... there." ”

He never forgot that there would be no life, and he was always afraid that there would be no life there.

The monk gasped and stared at Cao Yijie coldly, "You didn't kill Wusheng?" ”

Cao Yijie nodded.

"Do you still want me to do something for you?"

"Please...... Please...... Help me get to a safe place. ”

He doesn't know what to call this a master? Or is it a girl? Or a noblewoman? Or some other helper? Helmsman? The hall master?

"You're asking me to take you to a safe place?" The man's voice was even more angry and resentful.

Cao Yijie was silent.

He hung his head, as if speechless, and his face became more apologetic.

At the critical juncture of cultivating superior internal strength, if it is suddenly interrupted, you will die on the spot, or your body will be abolished, and if you are lucky, you will have to live for decades, and you may die soon.

Cao Yijie knows her sins and only hopes that she can stand up and live for two more years.

The monk pointed to his head, "I, Han Wolf, in order to enter the Hanshan Temple to steal the Great Prajna Vajra Palm, cut my hair and become a monk, eat fasting, and live in fear all the time, and I am about to succeed at the moment, you actually want to take off my clothes, I am really ...... It's really ........ ”

She couldn't stand it anymore, she was going to explode at any moment.

Cao Yijie blinked, "The little one really deserves death, and he deserves death, and he hopes that Aunt Wolf will take care of his body." ”