"Eat grandpa's knife!" the butcher shouted, and the sharp knife went straight into the yellow dragon.

The living corpse was stabbed in vain, but it didn't react at all, but grabbed the butcher and threw it directly at a wall, and after a boom, the butcher stopped moving.

The ranger was frightened, and while the butcher was taken away for a while, he quickly slipped to the wall and jumped over the wall, covering his chest, as if to cover the beating heart.

Run, run, run to the city and be safe!

Thinking so in his heart, the ranger had already run out before he could stand firmly, but he suddenly bumped into something like a mill table not far away, and the severe pain made it difficult for him to maintain his balance, and he fell directly to the ground crying bitterly, bending into a prawn, but he didn't dare to make any sound, for fear of attracting the white-haired monster to him.

The direction seems to be misremembered, the ranger did not run to the outside of the Buddha Temple, but jumped into another courtyard, the courtyard is not big, but it is not far from the place just now.

You can even hear the butcher's moans!

"Oh no, I wouldn't have come to this temple if I knew I wouldn't have come......" Ranger reluctantly stood up, exhaled softly, stumbled along, and suddenly touched a wooden door that could be pushed open, Ranger walked in directly, and then sat on the ground with his back against the wooden door.

The crash on the grinding table just now was not light, and the ranger's chest and abdomen were like falling apart. Before he had even taken a break, the ranger had begun to slowly uncover the clothes from the ribs under his chest, and it seemed to be bleeding a little.

"Division...... Master......"

There was a faint sound in the corner, and at first glance the ranger thought it was the voice of a wild cat, and his face was stunned, and the knife in his hand pointed directly at the corner of the room.

"In this situation, I definitely can't run, so I can only see if I have a chance to slaughter the thing in the corner with a knife. ”

The voice was just that, and then there was a long silence, until the ranger felt that his breathing had become heavy, and then he said softly: "Who ......?"

"Are you my master?"

The voice sounded like an immature child, and the ranger breathed a sigh of relief, it should be the little Zen master in the temple, and it didn't seem to have turned into that monster when he heard the voice.

The voice of the white-haired monster, the ranger may not be able to forget it in his life.

"I'm not, and I don't know where your master is, but there is a monster in your temple, and your master is probably also unlucky. Ranger said, putting the knife aside, and began to treat the wound by touch.

Although it was the first time he had seen the monster, the ranger seemed to know subconsciously that the monster would be attracted by the smell of blood, and one hand had already taken out a small bamboo tube from the sleeve tube, and untied the cotton thread on the bamboo tube, revealing a small pinch of powder.

The powder didn't look like some kind of attack and killing supplies, and it didn't look very comfortable sprinkled on the wound, but the smell of blood in the room was suddenly much smaller, replaced by a clear herbal smell.

"Are you injured?" the little Zen master was a little nervous, perhaps because he was afraid that he was a bad person, or maybe he was worried about his injuries.

"Hmm......" Ranger wanted to talk as little as possible now, so as not to provoke the monster again, he really didn't have the strength to fight the monster again.

"Do you need me to bandage you? I've got some ash and a clean cloth here. ”

As he spoke, the little Zen master could hear the sound of his clothes turning, as if the clean cloth was referring to a piece of clothing on the little Zen master's body.

It must be a new dress, right? The little Zen master is also wearing a new dress, so who knows why he happened to be wearing a new dress today?

It's just today, I'm blocked here by monsters!

The ranger said softly but seriously: "I don't need anything, don't make a sound, lest I be discovered by monsters." ”

"Oh. ”

The little Zen master sighed, and it seemed that he really stopped talking.

The two of them were silent for a long time, until the sound of his own breathing was quieter, and the wind outside seemed to be louder. The butcher didn't know what was wrong, he didn't moan anymore from a certain time, everything was quiet, as if nothing had happened.

Ranger gently lifted his buttocks, slowly moved to the side, and tried to sit next to him so that he could look directly at the door, and he was caught off guard, but he never expected that as soon as he moved, he heard the voice of the little Zen master again.

"Who? I have a great benefactor here, and Hugh is going to let him hurt you. The little Zen master whispered, his voice seemed to tremble a little, and he should have been a little afraid.

Ranger wanted to laugh a little, originally the people outside didn't know that there were people here, but now they all know about it?

"I am the benefactor. Ranger knew that the powerful benefactor that the little Zen master said was himself, so he said calmly, sat directly aside, and was silently lucky.

Walking in the rivers and lakes in the early years, the ranger accidentally knew a breathing method, but now he hasn't used it for a long time and suddenly picked it up again, and the effect doesn't seem to be as great as it was at the beginning.

I'm getting old, too...... Ranger thought to himself.

"Donor ......"

"What's wrong again?"

"Can I sit down? I'm a little scared......"

Ranger was stunned, indeed, this little Zen master is still a child after all, how can he not be afraid, fear is what he should be, if he is a child, this situation is estimated to be scared and cry.

"Aren't you afraid that I'm a monster too?"

"If the donor was a monster, he would have eaten me a long time ago, so why wait until now?"

The little Zen master's voice was calm, but the shaking teeth that had been knocked together had betrayed him.

"Alright, come here. "The ranger groped around the corner of his own wall, and there were still some places.

After a sound of rustling, the little Zen master sat down next to the ranger, and the ranger could even feel his trembling body, and could hear him muttering softly all the time, not knowing what Buddhist scriptures he was reciting.

The fear in the ranger's heart suddenly dissipated by half, and there was nothing to be afraid of, it seemed that the little Zen master sat down, and the fear of both of them was much less.

"Little monk, are you afraid of death?" Ranger reached out and touched the little Zen master's head, it was round, and it should be very cute if you look at it.

"I'm afraid, I'm not afraid. ”

"What do you mean to be afraid or not afraid?" the ranger rubbed the little Zen master's head, clenched his knife with his other hand, and then took a deep breath to test what the wound on his chest had become.

It will affect how much of his own action, if he doesn't know how to use some of these methods, he doesn't know how many years ago he would have died in a firefight.