"Borrow...... Borrow a knife?" The old knife, who had not recovered from the shock just now, was suddenly stunned by Xiao Yunhe's strange request.

He really couldn't understand what Xiao Yunhe was doing when he borrowed a knife from him at this time. Is it because the Baizhang Zen Master is not pleasing to the eye, and is ready to give him a knife? It's not right, that monk has no martial arts at all, looking at that skinny appearance, with Xiao Yunhe's current strength, I'm afraid that even a finger can easily poke him to death, why borrow any knife from myself?

Moreover, Lao Dao knows better than everyone that at this time, there is absolutely no excesses.

Although the current Baizhang Zen Master is just an ordinary person who is powerless, he can kill him with a casual move, but now, he has another terrifying identity that can never be ignored - the spiritual leader of the 100,000 people behind him.

The 100,000 people behind him, although only a small number of them came here with this Baizhang Zen master, and a large part of them were brought together by that person who didn't know how to use to get into it, but just the small number of people who swore to follow him to the death was absolutely unsympathetic.

And, now, they are a whole. As long as Xiao Yunhe made a fool and did something radical to that Baizhang Zen Master, or even just let a drop of blood flow out of that Baizhang Zen Master, this pattern would become out of control. The 100,000 people behind him who had begun to slowly commotion would soon turn into a pot of powder keg that fell into Mars because of this small change, and in an instant, they would turn into a terrible torrent of 100,000 people, and they would rush forward like crazy bulls, and they would crush Xiao Yunhe, all of them, and even the entire Yuwen General Mansion into ruins.

This is definitely not a fantasy that you can't do or not. As long as Yunhe really can't hold his breath and does something stupid, it is absolutely likely to happen.

This terrible fantasy only slightly formed a prototype in the heart of the old knife, and it had already made the shuddering old knife shiver.

He didn't want the young and inexperienced Xiao Yunhe to make such an unforgivable mistake, at this moment, Xiao Yunhe not only stretched out his hands, waiting for him to hand him the knife in his hand, but even turned around and looked at himself very calmly. On his face, there is no anger to see that he wants to cut people immediately, and there is no angry resentment, and there is only the calm that does not see any real feelings.

The old knife couldn't understand Xiao Yunhe's intentions, and he couldn't see what Xiao Yunhe, who was calm on the surface, was paying attention to, but he didn't want the most terrible expectation in his heart to become a show at this time, at this time, he didn't dare to hand over the knife in his hand like this, so he could only come to Xiao Yunhe's side in a flash, and did not hand him the knife, but approached Xiao Yunhe slightly, and reminded him in a low voice: "Childe, you can't be confused now." There are quite a few of them, and we are ...... now Can't ......"

"Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion in my heart, and I won't do anything stupid. Xiao Yunhe didn't wait for the old knife to say all the words clearly, he had already seen through the old knife's full intention that was still hidden, and the strong man used his own words to interrupt the old knife's unfinished earnest admonition.

"Childe ......" Lao Dao didn't even worry about lying, but he was even more worried, but he and Xiao Yunhe assured him like this, and for a while, he didn't know what else he could say.

At this time, Xiao Yunhe didn't say anything more, seeing that the old knife was stunned and didn't speak, he took the initiative to put his hands that had been stretched out and gently put them in the hand where the old knife was still holding the handle, and held the first half of the handle.

With a slight force, the worried nagging at this moment didn't put his mind on his weapon at all, and at this moment, Xiao Yunhe did it casually, and without much strength to fly, he transferred the slit thick-backed knife to his hand lightly and skillfully, and crossed a silver arc in the air.

"Childe ......" was light in his hand, and the old knife suddenly felt bad, and it was not good to snatch it with Xiao Yunhe at this time, so he had to exclaim unwillingly.

"Don't worry, I have me, and I have my own proportions. Xiao Yunhe said this to the old knife, and immediately, he tightened his grip on the old knife's slitted thick-backed knife, turned around, and faced the Baizhang Zen Master who was still calm, and the more than 20 people who had temporarily stopped because of Xiao Yunhe's exchange.

"Childe called me and the others, but what do you have to say?" One of the more than twenty people stepped forward, stood on the side of the Baizhang Zen Master's body, and said loudly to Xiao Yunhe.

It seems that they don't just speak that kind of dialect that is difficult for others to understand, the accent that speaks to Xiao Yunhe at this moment is already a standard official dialect, although the accent is still a little impure, but at least Xiao Yunhe understands and understands, there is no problem.

Xiao Yunhe didn't speak, and he didn't even open his eyes to look at them. Instead, he grabbed the knife in his hand with one hand, and stretched out his other hand, turning this Iceland back and forth in his next year's stock finger hand, the blade that flashed with cold light flickered back and forth in Xiao Yunhe's hand, and the reflected cold light pierced Baizhang Zen Master's eyes, and he couldn't help but squint.

After turning it upside down a few times, Xiao Yunhe finally stopped this somewhat rude move. He raised his head, tilted his head slightly towards the person who had spoken to him before, flashed the light of the knife, held the knife in one hand, and did not speak, but walked towards the person who was talking to him with a steady step.

Xiao Yunhe's face was still a bottleneck, and he couldn't see any intention of wanting to get angry and fight, and even brought an indescribable mysterious smile.

But it is this very calm expression that makes people's hearts even more unpredictable. At this moment, the questioner who bore the brunt of the questioner was the first to feel the wordless pressure revealed by Xiao Yunhe's silence, and when he saw Xiao Yunhe holding the knife, he rushed towards him without saying a word, and his heart was even more flustered. He didn't want to face Xiao Yunhe, the person with the murder weapon, and seeing Xiao Yunhe coming over, he quickly shrank his head and hid behind his companion.

At this time, the thin and tall figure of Baizhang Zen Master appeared in front of him, blocking in front of Xiao Yunhe, who was walking over without saying a word.

Xiao Yunhe still didn't speak, and walked less than a meter in front of Baizhang Zen Master, and Xiao Yunhe slowly stopped.

He stopped, the knife in his hand, across his chest, and the sharp blade was aimed at the unarmed Baizhang Zen Master's jagged skinny bones.

"This son, what do you want to do to them?" Baizhang Zen Master slowly moved his eyes, looking at the blade that Xiao Yunhe placed on his chest, Lian Shan still couldn't see any scared or fearful expression, and his tone was as calm as usual.

"Hmm, didn't the master see it?" Xiao Yunhe tilted his head, turned the blade that was placed across his chest, and slashed at the Baizhang Zen Master in front of him, and the bright blade reflected the white light of this purpose, reflecting on the face of the Baizhang Zen Master.

Seeing that this one was placed in front of him, and he might cut it down at any time and take away his head with a knife, Baizhang Zen Master Gujing Bubo still didn't have the slightest expression on his face, but shifted his gaze to the knife in Xiao Yunhe's hand from Xiao Yunhe's face, shook his head gently, and said: "Please forgive the poor monk for being stupid, it's really difficult to understand the deep meaning of the son, please make it clear!"

"It's so obvious, do you still need me to say it clearly?" Xiao Yunhe shook the knife in his hand and said to Baizhang Zen Master in a knowingly questioning tone, "The knife, of course, is used to kill." With such a rare divine weapon, it is not a problem to think that it is necessary to cut off the heads of thousands of eight hundred people. ”

Xiao Yunhe said lightly, and Li Arsenal and that one even had a faint smile. It's as if what he just said about cutting off the heads of 1,800 people is not talking about human heads, but about cutting off the heads of kittens and dogs.

"I don't know who this son wants to see cut off someone's head?" Baizhang Zen Master's two eyebrows twitched, the expression on his face could still remain calm, and his tone could still remain calm.

"Is there anyone else here?" Xiao Yunhe changed the knife in his throat to his other hand, and the blade, as well as his gaze that was even more terrifying than the blade, slowly moved to the bodies of the more than twenty people. The eyes were as cold as winter, and the more than twenty people looked at Xiao Yunhe's terrifying gaze, and they all lowered their heads and didn't dare to look directly at Xiao Yunhe. Although Xiao Yunhe's gaze did not contain any expression of anger and hatred, the cold and ruthless gaze did not look like he was looking at a living person, as if he was looking at a dead person, and it was like a butcher considering that it would be more appropriate to cut from that angle, and everyone who was seen had a shuddering expression.

The more than 20 people were immediately deterred by Xiao Yunhe's deterrence, and shrank behind Baizhang Zen Master one by one, at this time, this Baizhang Zen Master, who was like a god in their minds, really became their god. At least, in front of Xiao Yunhe, he is the only one who can still stand still.

"What crime did they commit, and why did Gongzi kill them if he didn't agree with them?" Baizhang Zen Master's eyelids raised slightly and asked Xiao Yunhe.

"There's no sin, I just haven't drunk human blood in this knife for a long time, I'm worried that it's thirsty, and I want to let it out and let it drink happily, can't you?" Xiao Yunhe looked at Baizhang Zen Master with a cousin of 'you are making a fuss', and then, another cow hit his head, and asked at the nagger behind him who was already stupid to petrify, "Dao senior, how long has it been since you killed anyone with this knife?"

"Huh?" The old knife was stunned by Xiao Yunhe's inconsequential question, and at this time, he didn't bother to ask Xiao Yunhe what such a problem was for, and replied reflexively, "Ten...... It's been more than 10 years!"

"I haven't been stained with human blood for more than ten years, knife, you must be very lonely, right? Today, I'll let you be satisfied!" Xiao Yunhe pretended to say to the knife in his hand, and then flipped his wrist and said to the Baizhang Zen Master in front of him, whose complexion changed slightly, "Master, can I bother you to let go, you are blocking the way down!"

"In the capital, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, is there no royal law? Killing without guilt is the code of conduct of the son?"

"Guilty or not, God knows, I know, and the master, you should know it in your heart, right?" Xiao Yunhe replied very deeply.

Baizhang Zen Master's face changed slightly again, looking at Xiao Yunhe, a pair of eyes as clear as a child, looking at Xiao Yunhe, as if he wanted to see something flaw from Xiao Yunhe's indifferent expression.

"What is the relationship between Gongzi and General Wen?" After a while, Zen Master Baizhang suddenly asked.

"General Yuwen is the master of this place, and I'm just a janitor. After speaking, Xiao Yunhe paused, paused, reversed the knife in his hand, and continued, "This knife is the housekeeping knife used by General Dai Yuwen to guard the family and the home, and it is designed to kill those small people who have bad intentions. ”

"What does Childe mean by what he said?" Baizhang Zen Master looked at Xiao Yunhe's eyes, and became more and more profound.

"What do I mean, does the master really not understand, or is he pretending to be confused?" Xiao Yunhe laughed and said.

"I think Childe should have misunderstood, I'm waiting here, not with malicious intentions......" Baizhang Zen Master wanted to explain to Xiao Yunhe.

"Master, you should put away your words as soon as possible!" Xiao Yunhe didn't wait for Zen Master Baizhang to finish speaking, he turned over the knife in his hand, snorted lightly from his nose, and unceremoniously blocked the explanation that Zen Master Baizhang had just gotten up.

Baizhang Zen Master is really much more temperamental than Xiao Yunhe, who is not emotional, and at this moment, he was interrupted again and again by Xiao Yunhe, but he was not annoyed, and he didn't want to quarrel with Xiangyun with a red face and a thick neck, so he just closed his mouth, only his eyes were still looking at Xiao Yunhe.

As for Xiao Yunhe, he was still playing with the knife in his hand and stopped talking. Only his gaze was still roaming back and forth around the neck of Zen Master Baizhang, as if he was thinking about the more appropriate way to cut from that part, and as if he was thinking about whether to jump over the barrier of Zen Master Baizhang from that direction, and jump behind to let the knife in his hand that had not been stained with human blood for more than ten years relive the old dream.

At this time, the more than 20 people who were hiding behind Baizhang Zen Master, because the gods in their hearts were blocking in front of them, did Xiao Yunhe immediately rush over to do anything to them, and the courage in his heart gradually grew. A few people turned around and said a few words angrily to the crowd behind them, and suddenly, the 100,000 people who had just regained their calm suddenly started to commotion again. And it was even louder than the previous one, the noisy shouts resounded all over the world, and what was even more frightening was that the crowd in the front row began to move slowly, slowly approaching Xiao Yunhe's direction. From a distance, it was like a stream of black ink, as if it was slowly spreading in the water, and it slowly invaded in the direction of Xiao Yunhe.

Seeing this terrible change, not only did the old knife not be able to keep his composure, but even the old gun, who had not been moved by the wind and rain before, could not continue to calm down, and the two of them flashed to Xiao Yunhe's side, one left and one right, the gun in the old gunman's hand had already been held in front of him with the person, and the old knife didn't know how to get it, so he actually took out an identical slit thick back knife, stood on the other side of Xiao Yunhe, and the old gun left and right, protecting Xiao Yunhe's left front and right front two directions.

The faces of the old knife and the old gun were solemn, as if they were facing a great enemy. On the other hand, Xiao Yunhe, the initiator of this qiē, could not see the slightest nervousness, he even gently brushed away the old knife and old gun guarding his side, walked to the Baizhang Zen Master who had closed his eyes and recited the scriptures, and said, "Master, can I ask you a question?"

"Childe, please ask!" Zen Master Baizhang stopped chanting the scriptures, and his eyes, which had been closed, opened again, looking at Xiao Yunhe.

"The master is from Beihai County?"

"That's right. ”

"The master is a monk?"

"That's right. ”

"What is the sin of being a monk and killing a person?"

"If you kill a person, you will fall into the hell of Abi, and you will never be able to live forever. ”

"What kind of sin is it to kill 100,000 people?"

"The bitter sea is boundless, why should the prince be obsessed and insist on creating this killing karma? The poor monks came with them without malice, just to ......" Baizhang Zen Master still did not give up the idea of persuading Xiao Yunhe, and the long-winded persuasion process was about to start again.

"Master, if this 100,000-strong villain is a monk, is it too much of a sin to avoid an ordinary person?" Xiao Yunhe once again interrupted the tirade that the Baizhang Zen Master had not yet started, and said to himself.

"What do you mean by that?" Baizhang Zen Master's eyebrows trembled, his face froze, and he asked.

"You and I know what this qiē is going on. Xiao Yunhe tapped the ground with the knife in his hand and said to Baizhang Zen Master, "These 100,000 people are here because of the master." If it weren't for the master's call, I think most of them would have stayed in their own homes by now and lived their own peaceful lives in their own hot kangs. But now they have come here, and they have been caught up in this whirlpool that has nothing to do with them in the first place, and this qiē is all because of you, Master! Now, they are going to die here, and 100,000 lonely souls and wild ghosts who are dead will not be able to return to the illusion after death, and it is estimated that it is a little difficult to enter the earth for peace, I don't know if such a big killing karma, the Baizhang Zen Master, who is highly respected and respects the boundless Dharma, has the ability to surpass them?"

"Is Gongzi going to go his own way and slaughter all these 100,000 people?" Baizhang Zen Master, who had maintained his composure consistently, finally showed an angry face at this time, his beard was full of hair, and he glared at Xiao Yunhe angrily.