Buddha never thought that he would be planted under such despicable means.

Seeing that the Buddha's face was full of panic, the man sneered: "The deity knows, so the deity didn't use poison, just applied a little anesthetic to the needle......"

After speaking, the man picked up the heavy sword and walked towards the Buddha step by step.

And the Buddha seemed to think of something at this time, and suddenly said with a frightened face: "You are ......"

"It's you!"

It's a pity that the man didn't give him a chance to speak, and the heavy sword instantly pierced the left chest of the Buddha!

As soon as the sword went down, black blood came out of the Buddha's mouth, and after a few convulsions, he lost his movement.

His face was full of unwillingness, and his pupils gradually dilated.

Confirming that his heavy sword had pierced the Buddha's chest, the man smiled and said, "Okay, for the sake of serving the White Lotus Sect for so many years, I will leave you a whole corpse." ”

After saying that, he dragged the body of the Buddha and threw it into the pit he had just dug.

The pit is not big or small, just enough to hold the body of the Buddha.

The man was very particular about piling up a small mound of earth on the pit, and found a piece of wood to stick in front of the mound as a tombstone, and then saluted the mound, and walked away with a heavy sword on his back.

But he didn't expect that not long after he left, the mound trembled slightly.

Unexpectedly, a young girl hid in a tree hole and witnessed the battle between the two.

......

In the Buddhist hall of Mochizuki Village, the saint was a little uneasy for no reason, this feeling was unreasonable, and she couldn't say why.

After reciting the scriptures, she called a White Lotus disciple and asked, "What about the Buddha?" ”

The disciple was stunned for a moment, and replied respectfully: "The Buddha went to check the gap according to your instructions." ”

The woman frowned and ordered, "Call him back." ”

"He can't come back."

The man strode into the Buddha hall with a hideous smile on his face.

Hearing this, an ominous premonition surged in the saint's heart.

She asked in a trembling voice, "What do you mean?" ”

The man put his arm around the slender waist of the saint and whispered in his ear, "Because I have sent him to the Virgin." ”

"You ......"

The saint's body trembled, and then quickly regained her composure.

The man said lightly in a strange tone: "I said that I would assist you in killing the remaining four Buddhas and make you the only king of the White Lotus Sect, and now, there are still three left." ”

Hearing this, a forced smile appeared on the woman's face.

She was annoyed that the man had taken the initiative to get rid of the Buddha without consulting her beforehand, but at the same time, somehow, she seemed to be a lot more relaxed in her heart.

At the beginning, if she had the slightest choice, she would never commit herself to a monkey-like savage.

The joy in her heart seems to have been erased because of a black history.

Leaning on the man's arms, the two were about to go further, when a hurried voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Newspaper, saint, the man's car has arrived!"

After reporting the news, he looked around the Buddhist hall and saw that his own Buddha was not there, so he looked at the woman and asked, "Has the holy woman ever seen my Buddha?" ”

The woman said lightly: "The Buddha has something to do and leave for a while, and during this time, you can follow the orders of the deity." ”

A look of suspicion flashed in the disciple's eyes, but thinking of his Buddha's elusive nature, he didn't ask too much.

The woman commanded, "Since the man's car has arrived, let's go according to the plan." ”

After speaking, she couldn't help but think of that person in her mind.

She has fallen to the point where she is today, and it can be said that the root of everything is in that person.

She should have been filled with endless hatred for that person, but when she thought that that person was going to die here today, an indescribable feeling suddenly appeared in her heart.

There is a hint of pleasure in the melancholy.

This feeling made her subconsciously feel a little estranged from the man next to her.

She subconsciously broke free from the man's arms.

She didn't know why she was doing this, but she subconsciously felt that she should.

The one-armed man was unaware of the saint's anomaly.

He just thought that maybe the woman didn't think she should be distracted from doing anything else at this time.

"You go first, I'll come and join you after I'm done here."

After the one-armed man finished speaking, he walked out of the Buddhist hall with a heavy sword on his back and walked slowly towards the village.

These are all negotiated in advance.

Assassinating Qincha, whether it succeeds or not, is a big crime of the Jiu clan, although they don't care, they won't be soft-hearted, leaving so many living mouths for the court to investigate.

The woman bit her lip, and as if she had made up her mind, she said to the messenger, "Spare that man's life and bring her to me." ”

The believer was a little surprised, didn't he leave a living mouth that had been discussed in advance?

But now that the Buddha is gone, the Holy Maiden's order is the highest order of all White Lotus Sect members, and he has not refuted it.

The believer took the order and left, and the woman stood at the door of the Buddhist hall fixedly, looking at the direction of Lin'an.

During this time, she had imagined countless times what kind of life she would be living now if she hadn't made that decision.

You should be happy, right?

Living under his wing, she has been sheltered by someone for the rest of her life.

She heard that the man doted on his current wife very much, and even let out the words in Jingshi, and he only wished to have a couple for the rest of his life.

All this should have belonged to her.

It's a pity that one wrong step, one wrong step, she has no chance to turn back.

"She's really happy!"

Muttered to herself, and a mist gradually filled the woman's eyes.

But soon, her face became firm.

She now has the power, and with the power, she wants to get back everything that belongs to her.

The village resounded with the screams of the slaughter.

In the bamboo building of Ah Jin's house, the village chief heard the screams of the villagers.

He stood up tremblingly, and without saying a word, he pulled Ah Jin, who had just rushed home from the path, and was still in shock, to the inner room of the bamboo building.

Then he whispered with a solemn face: "You hide, and when this matter passes, go to the city to live with your father and mother, and never go back to the village." ”

"Ah Gong, I don't want it."

Ah Jin cried, and pulled the old man's sleeve with a frightened face and refused to let go.

The old man's face was calm at this time.

Listening to the screams getting closer and closer to home, the old man, who couldn't even walk steadily, didn't know where he got the strength, lifted the girl's sleeve and pushed the woman inside.

There is a secret room under the bamboo building, and the entrance is very narrow, and even the girl has a little difficulty getting in.

The existence of this secret room is not even known to Ah Jin, a girl who grew up in the bamboo building since she was a child.

Ah Jin covered her mouth, and tears the size of beans rolled down her eyes, but she didn't dare to make any sound.

After the old man stuffed Ah Jin into the secret room, he opened a dusty box, took out a set of dusty leather armor from it, and put it on his body.

In the chest, there were three short sticks made of ash trees, and a rusty spear head.

The old man unhurriedly screwed the three sections of ash guns together, and after screwing the head of the gun, a standard spear that was often seen in the army during the Hongwu period appeared in his hand.

During the Hongwu period, the country lacked iron materials, and the best weapon in the army was such a spear, a barrel made of white wax, soaked in tung oil, it is said that it can be immortal for a hundred years without decay and a thousand years.

From the moment the old man heard about the White Lotus Sect's conspiracy, he knew that those people would never let them go.

He told the girl not to come back after she went to the city.

It's a pity that the girl is disobedient.

The old man walked out of the bamboo building with a spear in his hand and leather armor, walking slowly but with great determination.

The executioner killed people very quickly, and the young men in the village did not have the strength to organize resistance, but unfortunately, in front of the huge heavy sword, the firewood knives, wooden guns and other weapons in their hands were like paper paste, and they were easily torn apart by the heavy sword.

By the way, the man with the weapon in hand also turned into a puddle of soft meat.

The elderly, the children, the women, the young and the strong, everyone had an incredible look of fear on their faces.

Until now, they have not figured out why the Buddhists they worship with their hearts would raise their butcher knives against them.

"Kill him!"

The young men in the stockade had bloodshot eyes and shouted in the local dialect.

They don't understand why the people in the village treat them with sincerity, but they repay the village in this way.

All the young men now have only one thought, and that is to kill this demon and avenge the tragic death of their relatives in the village.

The one-armed man had a disdainful smile on his face, and the whole person was like a wolf entering a flock, and under the swing of the heavy sword, one life after another was lost.

In his opinion, these monkey-like natives do not deserve to be called human beings at all.

He was conceited, even conceited, and would not let anyone help.

Because he firmly believed that he could kill the hundreds of people in Wangyue Village before the three thousand White Lotus Sect under his command devoured the four hundred Qin Mission.

The old man saw the young men who were struggling to resist, but unfortunately, there were more than two hundred people in the clan, and there were only forty or fifty real young people, and at this time, most of the young men had already died in the hands of the executioner.

The rest of the men are not at all in the same order of magnitude as the executioner in terms of force value.

It's like a group of children who are going to kindergarten to an adult, no matter how many people there are, rushing up is just sending them to death.

And the old and young women and children who are screaming can only scream, and they cannot provide any beneficial help to the young people who are struggling to resist!

Blood and tears oozed from the old man's eyes, he clenched his spear tightly, and shouted hoarsely with all his strength: "The whole army is arrayed!" ”

No one knew why such a loud voice erupted from the mouth of a thin old man, so loud that it made the sword in the hand of the one-armed man who was enjoying the thrill of the slaughter froze, and then a large cut was made in his shoulder by a wood knife.

"Look for death!"

The man was furious, and kicked the native man holding the wood knife away, and the heavy sword in his hand was used as a stick by him, and after the sword swept over, the head of a native standing in front of the man burst open like a watermelon.

White, red liquid splashed all over the man's body.

Not only was the man not disgusted, but a bloodthirsty color flashed in his eyes, and he stretched out his tongue and rolled a little white flower like tofu at the corner of his mouth into his mouth.

The young men were frightened by the state of the man, what kind of demon is this?

Only the old man with blood and tears in his eyes was completely fearless.

The old man held the spear in his hand across his chest, pointed the spear at the man, and rushed over tremblingly.

"I'm an old pawn under the command of the Hou Ye, kill!"

The old man's spear was pinched by the man, and he looked at the old man with a mocking look on his face.

"There is only the White Lotus Holy Maiden here, and there is no Hou Ye!"

The old man turned a deaf ear to his words, and only stabbed the head of the spear with all his might, which was already rusty and rotten.

At the last moment of his life, the old man remembered the young man who looked seven points similar to Hou Ye.

People like Hou Ye shouldn't have died young.

But many years later, I can still see the descendants of Hou Ye in Yunnan, this life is enough!

"Kill!"

After all, the head of the spear is rotten, it can't kill people, it can't save lives, and it is shattered under the man's heavy sword.

The one-armed man was about to smash his head with a sword, but at the last minute, the man changed his mind.

The remake is cut to separate the old man's head.

The epee is not just heavy, it's just as sharp.

The old man's body fell to the ground, his hand clutching tightly the spear with only the barrel of the ash gun left.

The moment the old man's body fell, it was like a chain reaction, and the earth suddenly shook.

"Kill!"

There were bursts of shouting and killing in the distance, and the leader was Mu Sheng.

The one-armed man's face changed, and when he looked back, there was a group of Han soldiers on the hill behind the stockade, and they rushed towards the stockade like hideous beasts.

The man's complexion changed several times, and the army of the Ming Dynasty was not comparable to this group of monkey-like savages.

But why did the army appear so quickly?

Could it be that there are traitors in the church?

Before he had time to think about it, he glanced at the remaining two-thirds of the villagers, and rushed out of the stockade with his heavy sword on his back.

And the villagers, who had already been frightened by the man, did not dare to go up to stop them at this moment.

On the official road, Chen Kan looked coldly at the dense crowd in the mountains and forests.

In the mountains and forests, the cavalry lost its effect, and the soldiers under Chen Kan dismounted and wrapped the hilt of the sword in the palm of their hand with strips of cloth.

The cavalry of the Ming Dynasty was strong.

But few people know that the Ming Dynasty's foot soldiers are invincible in the world.

And the people who knew about it, such as Chen Youliang, Fang Guozhen, Ming Yuzhen, Zhang Shicheng and others, were all dead.

"The saint has an order, that person is caught alive, and other personalities are killed!"

"Kill!"

The White Lotus Sect who can follow the Buddha and the Holy Maiden to Yunnan, each of them is the elite of the elite, and it is not clear whether they can compete with the formed army, but they will not be inferior to any of the Great Ming soldiers in terms of individual combat ability.

There is not too much nonsense on either side.

It is clear to each other that their relationship is limited to intercepting and being intercepted.

Chen Kan also followed the example of other soldiers and tied the embroidered spring knife to the palm of his hand.

In addition to the fact that the knife does not fall off easily, it also has the advantage that it is easy to commit suicide after defeat.

The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty were all proud, and they had the spirit of preferring jade to be broken rather than complete.

"Kill!"

Three thousand against four hundred, it seemed that the result was already doomed, but when the two sides had just clashed, the White Lotus disciples realized that the truth was not as they imagined.

The cavalry in front of them turned into infantry, the will to resist was beyond their expectations.

Because they did not resist, but chose to charge.

Even if there were only four hundred of them, even if they were surrounded by condescension.

Chen Kan's blood was on his head, and he was about to rush forward with a knife and screaming.

Leng Buding tripped over something under his feet and fell a dog eating.

When he looked back, he saw Chen An retracting his feet calmly.

Then, the three imperial histories pressed Chen Kan under him like Mount Tai.

"Let Me Go ......"

"Do you want to do the following?"

"Woo~"

Before Chen Kan's curse could be spoken, an extra boot emitted a foul smell appeared in his mouth.

"Well done!"

When Fang Xu and Zhang San rushed out, they couldn't help but extend their thumbs to Chen An.

They have wanted to do such a thing for a long time, and they are afraid of being beaten!

"Woo~"

Chen Kan writhed twice like a maggot, but no matter how thin the three thin imperial historians were, they added up to more than 400 catties, although Chen Kan was a young man, but more than 400 catties of meat pressed on him, and he still wanted to move, which was tantamount to a fool's dream.

Chen An said bitterly: "My lord, even if the lower officials beg you, you should be a little more stable, don't go up and make trouble for them, okay?" ”

In Chen An's opinion, this kind of thing can be done by letting these Qiu Ba Shang.

This adult is also a student of Fang Xiaoru, a serious reader, what is the matter with a group of Qiu Ba copying knives and cutting people.

What's more, as far as the little arms and legs of the adults are concerned, it is purely to add to the chaos, and those Qiu Ba have worked hard enough to deal with so many enemies, and they are also distracted to protect the adults, isn't this nonsense?

"Uh-huh~"

Chen Kan shook his head with grief and indignation, and he recognized that the stinky boot in his mouth was Chen An's.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Chen Kan wailed in his heart.

Looking at the enemies all over the mountains, and then at himself who was tightly protected by the soldiers, Chen Kan's heart was dripping blood.

His siblings, he felt distressed when he died.

The battle situation quickly fell into a stalemate, and the White Lotus Sect disciples didn't expect that this group of Qiu Ba would actually attack instead of defending, and really guarded that person impenetrable, so that they could not see a single opportunity.

It was like a quagmire, and the battle situation made the leader of the White Lotus Sect very frightened.

This is on the official road, and if they can't take down this team before the cavalry of the imperial court arrives, then it will be them.

Although he didn't believe in his heart that the army of the imperial court would come so quickly?

But what if?

"Kill, give it to me!"

The man roared several times, and threw all the men he had prepared into it.

In the middle of the official road, the green tendons on Chen Kan's forehead burst out, and his eyes were full of hatred.

He didn't expect that he would be planted in his own hands at a critical time.

Chen An took in his expression, and couldn't help but be worried, he wasn't worried about dying here, after all, there were still six hundred elite horsemen of the imperial court hidden in the mountains and forests.

Is he worried that after this incident, what will Chen Kanji do if he hates him?

He is just a small imperial history, but Chen Kan is a popular fried chicken in front of the new emperor, and he is still His Majesty's son-in-law.

If he wants to mess with himself, wouldn't it be as easy as killing a chick?

Why don't you let him go first?