Every time the fever returns, it returns to its original world.

As a result, he didn't die, and he actually relapsed at this time!

But now the arrow is on the line, and I have to send it! If Zhang Ming is allowed to go back, Master Qiu will die in vain, and the plague will be cut off!

"No! I'm going to hold back! ”

After preparing everything, Jiang Wujian gritted his teeth and hid on the rock wall with a small fish.

……

The golden sun is rising, the sun is shining, and the sky is dawning.

Cao Li held a seven-ring knife in his hand, standing in front of a pile of rubble, looking ahead with a grim expression.

The rocks behind him were made by him and Jiang Wujian by chopping the rock wall, in order to block the canyon.

Now, just wait for Zhang Ming and them to come over.

As time passed, a yellow dust slowly approached the entrance of the canyon, and the chaotic sound of horseshoe wheels sounded in the canyon for a short time.

As Li Changfeng expected, Zhang Ming really came!

"Cao Li? Why are you here? ”

Cai Wu, who was in the lead, pulled the reins in his hand and asked with a frown.

Cao Li slowly raised his head, and a deep voice exploded in this canyon.

"Zhang Ming, old dog! Come out and die!! ”

"Bold!"

Cai Wu scolded: "Cao Li, are you crazy!" Do you dare to intercept and kill Master Zhang?! ”

Cao Li sneered, slowly raised the seven-ring knife, pointed to the carriage at the front, and said, "Why don't you dare!" ”

"Zhang Ming's old dog, greedy for life and afraid of death, abandoned the 300,000 people of Leping, and framed Lord Qiu as a thief!"

"If this fang is not killed, what is the use of keeping!"

At this time, Zhang Ming's voice came from the carriage, "This son has rebelled, kill it." ”

Cai Wu jumped off his horse and drew his saber from his waist, while a thin man with a hook and sickle stepped forward.

As Cao Li expected, Zhang Ming's group did have two martial artists in Mali!

"Cao Li, your choice is wrong." Cai Wu said.

Cao Li shouted in a deep voice: "Whether it's right or wrong, Zhang Ming's old dog must die today!" ”

"You are also a nine-rank martial artist, you should also know that Wei Yi and I are also nine-grade, just you, I'm afraid it won't work." Cai Wu vigilantly looked at the rock walls on both sides and said.

Cao Li didn't say anything more, swallowed the pill given by Jiang Wujian in one gulp, and the bloodshot began to climb in the whites of his eyes.

"It's ......"

Feeling Cao Li's rapidly rising blood qi that was infinitely close to the eighth grade, Cai Wu no longer considered whether there was an ambush, and immediately shouted: "Protect your lord!" Do it! ”

"Bang! Boom! ”

The gravel under his feet exploded, and Cai Wu and Wei Yi rushed towards Cao Li with a knife and a shot!

The rest of the people surrounded the carriage to prevent someone from attacking Zhang Ming.

"Dangdang!"

The sound of the clash of fine irons sounded one after another, and the battle of the three martial artists was not weird or fancy, it was all based on body and brute force.

Cao Li, whose blood was soaring, was still at ease under the attack of the two. The iron ring of the seven-ring knife rattled, and as he slashed at Cai Wu's knife with a heavy slash, the latter was shocked by its terrifying strength and retreated, and the tiger's mouth was even more bloody!

"Only kill Zhang Ming today, if you don't want to be buried with me, get out of me!"

In the roar, Cao Li turned sideways to avoid a shot that hit his heart, and the seven-ring knife rubbed against the barrel of the gun to create a little spark, and with a bang, Wei Yi's finger was directly cut off!

The difference in strength between the two sides is too big, and low-grade martial artists can't use Qi Yuan, so naturally they can't come up with any unexpected tricks.

"Cao Li! Killing an official of the court is a capital offense! Cai Wu, who was known to be invincible, no longer stepped forward, but hissed loudly.

"Capital offense?"

"Then let me ask you, what crime did Lord Qiu commit?"

Cao Li's right arm shook, shook off the remaining blood stains on the seven-ring knife, and then walked towards the carriage step by step.

At this time, Wei Yi, who had lost his fingers, shouted with a pale face: "Cai Wu, what are you waiting for!! ”

Hearing this, Cao Li paused suddenly.

Cai Wu looked at Cao Li, shook his head and sighed, "Cao Li, let's be a fool in the next life......"

Then, Cai Wu looked back at the second carriage and shouted, "Please also ask the master to help!" ”

"Anyone else?!" Cao Li's pupils shrank sharply, and then a low chanting sound came from the carriage.

"There is no self, no one is like each other, no beings are like each other, there is no longevity, why is it, when I was broken up in the past, if there was a person who was like me and all living beings were ...... with each other"

An old monk wearing a robe with fat earlobes hanging from his shoulders stepped out of the carriage unhurriedly.

While hiding on the rock wall, Jiang Wuji endured the fever, and at the same time, he was also looking at the old monk.

Why does this old monk's robe look so familiar?

The old monk came slowly, made a Buddha salute to Cao Li, and said with an embarrassed smile on his face: "Vaisha Buddha...... Let the old man resolve the resentment in the benefactor's heart. ”

“！！！”

Jiang Wuji, Jiang Zhiyu, and Cao Li were shocked at the same time!

Vaishyafu Buddha! It's the monk of the ruined temple! What is his relationship with the boundless?!

Cao Li's face sank, and he said viciously: "Who should I be, it turned out to be a demon monk!" ”

The old monk shook his head, and after saying another word about the Buddha of Vaisha, he suddenly turned into an afterimage of the Tao and grabbed Cao Li's neck with his bare hands!

Cao Li flicked his wrist, and the seven-ring knife slashed out from his chest, wanting to force the old monk's hand back.

However, what is surprising is that in the face of the sharp seven-ring knife, the old monk actually had no intention of withdrawing his hand at all, and directly grabbed Cao Li's neck!

"Not good!" Jiang Wujian also didn't expect that this old monk would ignore Cao Li's attack, and he wanted to rush out when he pulled out the copper coin sword!

And at this time.

"Heaven and earth are furnaces of copper, and the roar of the long wind is loud in the three thousand worlds, awakening the great dream of the world!" As the old monk's voice fell, the seven-ring knife also slashed heavily on his arm!

"Boom! ——”

The imaginary bloody picture did not appear, and was replaced by a low, long Sanskrit bell!

The moment Jiang Wujian heard the bell, it was as if someone was twisting his ears with a knife, and the pain was incomparable!

On the other hand, Cao Li, Cai Wu and others were even more pale, vomiting blood!

Cao Li, who was in severe pain, began to swing his knife indiscriminately, but whenever his knife fell on the old monk, it was like slashing on a Buddhist bell!

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

The bells rang one after another, coupled with the terrain of the canyon, the echo continued!

The ground trembled, the mountains and rocks rolled down, the three nine-rank martial artists were shocked and bled out, and the accompanying soldiers were even more shattered! Even the horses weren't spared! Under the bell, everyone is surprised!

Jiang Wujian and Xiaoyu have Qi Yuan to protect their bodies, and their lives are not in danger for the time being.

But if this continues, Cao Li will die! Even that Zhang Ming is afraid that he will die in the carriage!

This is...... Kill somebody to do away with a witness?!

Cao Li no longer waved the knife, and as the bell fell completely, the old monk threw Cao Li aside like a dead dog.

"Vaisha Buddha, good, good."

"Knock on the bell to practice, break greed, hatred, and ignorance."

"When people are dying at the end of their lives, they hear the bells, and those who suffer can remove the fear of death, and those who are good can benefit the goodness of death."

"Ladies and gentlemen, let the old man give you one last ride."

When the words fell, the corners of the old monk's mouth began to tear little by little, and at the same time, Buddhist swastikas (swastikas) appeared on his face and body, flashing with a faint golden light.

Jiang Wuji, who already knew the strangeness of this monk, put away the copper coin sword and took out the red hijab, and swept towards the other party with lightning speed!

And at this moment, a slit suddenly opened in the back of the bare head, and then a violent eye came out of it!

The sudden scene makes the scalp tighten!

The old monk didn't look back, but clasped his hands together and slapped hard!

"Boom!"

An even dull bell vibrate, and under this invisible bell, Jiang Wujian flew out upside down like a kite with a broken string, and smashed heavily on the rock wall!

"This donor seems to be infected with some cause and effect, I wonder if the donor has ever seen the old disciple, boundless?"

The old monk did not turn around, but walked slowly towards Jiang Wujian with his back on his back.

Just as Jiang Wuxi was thinking about how to deal with this thing next, the fever worsened at this time!

After a period of intense dizziness, Jiang Wujian found himself lying on a hospital bed.

"You're awake." An unfamiliar doctor beside the bed looked at Jiang Che with an official smile on his face.

Jiang Wujian frowned and asked, "Who are you?" What about my aunt? ”

"I'm Qin Wenguang, Dr. Zhang's assistant, you can just call me Lao Qin." Qin Wenguang said.

"Su Xiaorui is your aunt, right? She went home to get her things, but your situation this time is more serious, she can't be a companion, but she will live in a rented house near the hospital, and she will come to see you when she can arrange it. ”

"Serious? Am I in a serious situation this time? Jiang Wujian asked.

"You forgot? What you and Lao Zhang did in the toilet in the activity room. Qin Wenguang took out a voice recorder and began to record.

Jiang Wujian glanced at the cap of the pen that flashed red, and knew that no matter how he explained it now, it was impossible for them to believe it, so he changed his tone and asked, "How are the people?" ”

"He survived, but he needed a large area of skin grafting, can you tell me why you set fire to him at that time?" Qin Wenguang asked very directly.

For this question, Jiang Wujian knew that no matter how he answered, it was wrong.

Denying it, they will only say that they are very sick.

admitted, then he really became Lao Zhang's accomplice, an out-and-out psychopath.

At this moment, Jiang Wuji suddenly thought that he on the other side was still dealing with the strange monk with one eye on the back of his head, so he hurriedly said, "I'm sleepy, I want to sleep for a while." ”

"Okay, then I won't bother you." Qin Wenguang's was a little unexpected.

Waiting for Qin Wenguang to leave, Jiang Wujian immediately sat up from the bed and began to look for something, and finally found the red hijab under his pillow.

Without any hesitation, Jiang Wujian directly put the red cover on his head!

"Take me back quickly! Fast! Fast!!! ”

The red hijab began to shrink, and the familiar feeling of suffocation enveloped it.

However, what Jiang Wujian didn't know was.

At this moment, Zhang Qiliang and Qin Wenguang were watching him in front of the surveillance......

"I think the problem may still be with his aunt."

"Well, he often wears these red panties on his head, do you think you should try it with him?"

"You can try it, but I think it's more appropriate to let Su Xiaorui say it."

"Well, but I have to think about it carefully, and I'll talk to Su Xiaorui when I go back."

"Okay."