"Hmm..."

"Although it looks fierce, there are several of them, and there is not even a trace of blood on their bodies."

"Apparently I haven't even killed anyone."

Su Yang looked at the few people standing in the distance and muttered.

"Pretend."

"Look at people, with a murderous face and a strong body."

"Look at us again, two sick seedlings."

"Still sitting in such a luxurious carriage."

"Can't you see who is strong and who is weak?"

Zhao Gongdao explained, threw the rag aside, and couldn't help but complain: "Xu Siguo, the next time you kill someone, splash blood on the carriage again, I will stab you to death!" ”

"Oh."

"Then you need to cultivate for a few more years."

"Young man, although you have good talent, your strength is still a little less interesting after all."

"Especially the strength, it's too weak!"

"If you really worship my senior brother as a teacher, I still like you."

Xu Siguo sat in the driver's seat, looked at Zhao Gongdao, looked like an elder, and persuaded seriously.

Zhao Gongdao's face darkened: "Don't you usually eavesdrop on our chat?" ”

Xu Siguo nodded: "Eavesdropping." ”

"Then you don't know my identity?" Zhao Gongdao asked in disbelief.

This thing, anyone with a little brain, should know that his identity is not simple.

"Yes."

"I didn't work very hard in ancient times, and then I was very miserable, and I was lucky, and I survived until now and recovered."

Xu Siguo nodded and said, "That's why I advised you, your talent is actually not bad, but your foundation is too poor." ”

“……”

Listening to Xu Siguo's identity to make up for his brain, Zhao Gongdao fell into silence, and only came back to his senses after a long time and wanted to refute.

But Su Yang was thoughtful: "It seems... Xu Si has described it, no problem. ”

"Huh?"

Zhao Gongdao was stunned: "I'm obvious..."

"Well, he's right."

In the end, he nodded weakly, gave up the idea of arguing with Xu Siguo, and leaned on the carriage alone, looking very hurt.

"Senior brother, am I a little..."

Xu Siguo scratched his head, looked at Su Yang, and asked in a low voice.

Su Yang shook his head with a smile: "Your two sentences can't penetrate his heart." ”

"Oh."

Xu Siguo nodded ignorantly: "I... I'll teach him more in the future..."

"Hmm..."

"I'm suddenly looking forward to it."

Su Yang looked at Zhao Gongdao, then at Xu Siguo, and suddenly smiled.

While a few people were chatting, three or four blessed people came over with gloomy expressions and surrounded the carriage.

"I've finally found you!"

"A couple of car thieves!"

"Give us back the carriage now, and everything will be nothing!"

The leader spoke lightly, his eyes revealing a hint of murderous intent.

Although the others did not speak, the sharp blades in their hands reflected in the sunlight.

"You mean..."

"We stole your horse?"

Without waiting for Su Yang to speak, Xu Siguo took the initiative to turn around and looked at several blessed people, smiling rather than smiling.

"That's right!"

"Acquaintances, put horses..."

"You scolded me?"

This person's expression changed, exuding anger all over his body, and he stared at Xu Siguo fiercely.

"Huh?"

"Senior brother, he reacted so quickly."

"Is my acting skills not up to par?"

"The last time you cursed someone with this sentence, that person didn't react until he died."

Xu Si was too puzzled and took the initiative to ask Su Yang for a solution.

Su Yang leaned lazily on the carriage and thoughtfully: "Next time you finish saying this, kill the person directly, so that he can't react either." ”

"So, I'm slow?"

Xu Siguo suddenly realized, and turned to look at the blessed one.

"Hey!"

"Let's do it all over again."

"Ask again!"

He asked, looking at the blessed one expectantly.

"I asked Nima!"

"Kill!"

The man roared and rushed towards the carriage.

Several other blessed people did it at the same time.

Xu Siguo moved his limbs, and just when he was about to shoot...

"Nan no Amitabha!"

A childish Buddha horn suddenly sounded.

The next moment...

'Tutu Tu'

Dense bullets rang out from afar.

Bullets erupted, shooting dense bloody holes into the bodies of these blessed people.

They subconsciously lowered their heads and looked at the wounds on their bodies.

When they were dying, they couldn't figure out why they died in the hands of a powerless weapon like a 'gun' with their current strength and physical strength.

"Amitabha!"

The sound of the Buddha's trumpet sounded again.

"That little monk from Autumnwater City?"

Xu Siguo looked at the person in the distance, always felt a little familiar, scratched his head, and suddenly realized after a while.

"The way he was holding a machine gun..."

"It's kind of handsome."

Su Yang's focus was completely different from Xu Siguo's, staring directly at the machine gun in someone's hand, with envy in his eyes.

The little monk gently shook his robe, still holding a cigar in his mouth, pushed his sunglasses, put the machine gun on his shoulder, trotted over, looked at the corpses all over the ground, and folded his hands.

"Today, I will send you donors to ascend to Bliss early!"

"Get out of the sea of suffering."

"Don't thank me."

After speaking, a smile appeared on the corner of the little monk's mouth: "Today's daily deed is a good deed, and it is done again!" ”

"Hey, long time no see."

When the set of rituals was completely over, the little monk jumped into the carriage and greeted Su Yang.

"You gun..."

Su Yang's gaze was locked on the cool gun from beginning to end.

"Hehe, I'll let City Lord Geng customize it for me."

"The bullet is a Buddhist bead that I opened with a spell."

"Buddha power urges!"

"Buddha beads kill!"

"Guarantee a full set of Buddhist techniques, send people to the West Heaven, and increase the performance of my Buddha!"

The little monk had an innocent smile on his face and raised the gun in his hand.

"Is it inspired by the Dharma?"

Su Yang was a little disappointed.

The little monk nodded lightly: "Well, when you pull the trigger, you need to match the death mantra, and if you recite the complete mantra, there will be a special effect of the ancient Buddhist law!" ”

"It's a pity that no one has been able to sustain me until I finish reading..."

"I haven't felt the special effects yet."

Speaking of this, the little monk was a little dissatisfied.

And Su Yang completely lost interest in this gun.

Chanting mantras or something...

I always feel annoyed.

"Little monk, why are you here too?"

Xu Siguo leaned over, looked at the little monk curiously and asked.

"First of all, I'm not called a little monk!"

"I have given myself a new Dharma name, called Great Compassion and Great Compassion to Pudu the Western Heavenly Buddha of the World!"

"Secondly, someone scolded the bald donkey, and it just so happened that I was bald."

"What if it's me who he's scolding!"

"So I'm going to come and have a look."

Little Monk...

The West Heavenly Buddha said solemnly.

Hearing this complicated prefix, Xu Si didn't react for a while, and only nodded lightly after a while: "Okay, Xiao Xitian!" ”