The toad Taoist closed his eyes tightly, and the expected Dharma of subduing demons and eliminating demons did not fall.

In the closed eyelids, the eyeballs rolled, and then, slowly opened the eyes, raised his head, and looked at the monk's shoes and monk's clothes stretched up, and the old monk stood there motionless with the Dharma seal erected.

"Why don't you don't do it, bald donkey?

The old monk shook his head: "The Purple Star Dao people are big demons, their cultivation is unfathomable, and it is difficult to deal with the encirclement and suppression of several major sects, how dare the poor monks laugh." ”

"When you say this, you are already ridiculing the old man. ”

Anyway, let the mermaid meat, the toad Taoist simply got up, sat there, and looked at the scenery of the cliff opposite, "The old man did evil in the past, killed people and seized treasures, and the disasters were endless, and today it fell into your hands, hurry up, let's take action." ”

Behind him, there was no response to the words, only listening to the tin rod sticking on the ground, the old monk pulled up his cuffs, smiled and walked over, but he sat cross-legged next to the toad Taoist.

The toad glanced at it, a little surprised.

The old man remembered that there was an old bald donkey named Zhenhai, and he was more clever than you. ”

"Huh....."

The old monk chuckled lightly, and only spoke after a while: "That's the poor monk's junior brother, he is now in retreat to meditate on the Dharma, and the poor monk's Dharma is empty." ”

Afterwards, he silently recited the Buddha's name.

"Hmph, what's the difference?!" The toad Taoist glanced at the dice that fell not far away, sighed, hugged his flippers, and bowed his head slightly: "If it weren't for the old man's devoured cultivation, how could he have allowed your junior brother to be so rampant, and how could he have sat here and talked slowly with you, a bald donkey." ”

"How's this okay now?"

The two of them are like old friends, and the monk of Zhenkong does not seem to be in a hurry to the other party, and said with a smile.

"You and I sit here calmly and talk about the past, it is not a good thing, just as my Buddhist family has clouds, with good thoughts, only then can I realize myself as I come....... in fact, you yourself know that the killing was too heavy at the beginning, and it was counterattacked, and now it is not the fruit of good intentions. When you do it all over again?"

"It seems that you bald donkey want to save me, a sinful demon?"

Speaking of this, the toad Taoist hugged the flippers and laughed, and the gourds behind him were shaking.

"Haha-"

"Your Buddhist family really does everything, is it just as long as you kill someone, put down the butcher knife, you can accept it? Then the old man will kill a few more, and you will save me again!"

With his current demonic power, the toad can't see the old monk's Dharma cultivation around him, and it is better to attract a pleasure than being preached by the other party.

When he got up from the ground and wanted to leave, he staggered the old monk on his side, and the other party's voice came.

"The poor monk has already been helping you. ”

The flippers that left stopped abruptly, and the toad Dao figure trembled, and suddenly turned to look at the monk's back.

"Since the old man was seriously injured, everything he did and everything he did suffered bad luck, it turned out that you were secretly doing bad!"

"My Buddha is compassionate!"

Over there, the old monk sitting cross-legged on the edge of the cliff stood up, erected the Dharma seal and turned to look at the toad Taoist, and bowed his head slightly.

"Have you ever heard that the sins are so great that only the reverse flow of cause and effect can offset them, and today's tribulations are not necessarily bad, otherwise, how can you have new sustenance and a new life?"

The toad Daoist's face, which was originally still angry, was suddenly stunned.

Over there, the monk suddenly smiled and walked over.

"Just now you asked the poor monk, is Buddhism acceptable to anyone, the poor monk will answer you now, Buddhism has angry eyes and King Kong, but also to subdue demons and eliminate demons, no one, or can be measured. ”

"Then why do you want to be an old man?"

Knowing that the other party has changed his luck and used tribulations to offset his sins, to do this, that cultivation is even beyond the reach of toad Taoists.

But right now, it is a new question for this kind of person who is so profound in Buddhism to reduce himself instead of getting rid of demons.

The remnant red is about to fall on the top of the mountain, and the birds are chirping and wandering the sky.

In the glow, the old monk just smiled on his face, and only after a long time did he open his mouth to reply, saying a sentence that the toad Dao man's scalp was numb.

"Do you remember the tombstone you stood in the middle of Qishan? The woman in the tomb is the daughter of a poor monk who stayed in the world before he left home......

Hearing this, the pimples on the back of the toad Daoist were about to bulge and burst.

"You...... Your daughter ......"

"The poor monk will repay the retribution, damage a hundred years of practice, and give you a chance. ”

The ....... of his mother

The toad Taoist was numb all over, turned around and left, "It's nonsense, you monk must have lost his heart and gone crazy, and he actually said this, how old the old man is, if you want to recognize a son-in-law, you don't want to find a younger one!"

In the scolding words, the direction he used to go was the place where he had rested with Lu Liangsheng before, and he didn't know why he walked back here.

Looking at the emptiness around him, only the rustling of the forest and the rustling of the woods, he pursed his lips and continued to move forward.

"Behold, when you have a concern in your heart, you have walked out of the sins of the past. ”

I don't know when, the old monk followed behind the toad Taoist, walking slowly with a tin cane, and the toad looked back at him.

'Is it really an old man?'

Thinking of this terrible thought, he turned his head back: "The old man lost a hundred years of cultivation, humming..... is as stupid as the old man's self-defeating apprentice." ”

Behind him, the old monk chuckled and said, "Saving people or demons is immeasurable merit." ”

"Okay, it just so happens that there is a big demon in the capital, which is a little worse than when the old man was at his peak, you go and take a look at it!"

"The poor monk wants to go and see it. ”

"Beware of being eaten, old bald donkey!"

"Hehe..... my Buddha is compassionate. ”

The short figure and thin old monk are talking back and forth, and they are also lively along the way.

The sun fell, and the night swept in, and soon the day rose again.

In the early morning, the leaden blue sky was dotted with stars.

The fifteenth day of August has arrived.

The gate of Tianzhi City was slowly pushed open in the hands of the soldiers as usual, and before the merchant travelers waiting to enter the city had passed, a fast horse galloped from the end of the official road, with a robe, four long knives on his back, and the sleepy-eyed soldiers did not dare to stop, thinking that there was some urgent errand, drove away a few vendors, and let the man rush into the city gate.

Treading .....

Horses' hooves are churning, spreading across the bluestone paved streets, and at this time there are already people coming and going on the streets, steaming, go to buy a breakfast, ready to start the day.

Hearing the sound of horses' hooves, he hurriedly pulled his friend to the side.

"These public people, they don't want to die by themselves, and they don't take other people's lives seriously!"

"It's so urgent, there won't be any border emergencies, right?!" "The ghost knows!"

"Don't talk about it, hurry up and find a job to do, and it's important to go back early to accompany your family. ”

As he spoke, the knight who had gone away turned the corner of the street, ran to the mansion of the hundred officials, found a mansion at random that did not need to go to court, dismounted and knocked on the courtyard door.

The moment someone opened the door, Zuo Zhengyang directly pushed the door open, and the huge force squeezed the old man in the porter and stumbled back.

"What are you doing?!"

However, the figure of the negative knife who came in ignored it and walked straight inside, and a guard came to stop him, and he was lifted away by one hand and hung up on the branches.

Phew-

In the backyard, Zuo Zhengyang kicked the door of the bedroom open with an expressionless face, and the window frames were shaking, and then he cleanly pulled out the thin knife on his waist.

In the darkness, someone turned his head to look at him, and he was greeted by a touch of coldness.

Burst!

The people in the inner room fell to the ground with a bang, blood flowed all over the ground, emitting a foul smell, Zuo Zhengyang approached with a knife, the tip of the knife poked at the corpse, and the arm was picked hard!

A long centipede hung in the air.

Originally, the guards and servants who came around and shouted turned pale with fright, and they all retreated together, and the ladies in the house who rushed to see this scene rolled their eyes and fainted directly.

"Demons!"

Zuo Zhengyang's "Ah!" tore the dead centipede in half with a knife, put away the knife and strode out of the house, got on the horse and went straight to the imperial city.

At the gate of the imperial city, the soldiers saw him and greeted him with a smile.

"Zuo Qianwei, you can get that Shangshu master, this is a great achievement. ”

The knight who came over did not dismount, and walked over and asked in a low voice, "Can the hundred officials be in the upper court?"

"Uh....."

was suddenly stunned, and the soldier was stunned, and reacted: "Qianwei, don't make a small joke, at this time, the civil and military masters must be in the upper court at this time, as for the protector of the country, then I don't know, Qianwei has something important to look for?"

"Hmm. ”

Zuo Zhengyang nodded, no one noticed that his hand holding the reins was trembling faintly, and he whispered: "Drive!"

It was to urge the horse to enter, gallop up along the palace road, looking at the bright lights in front of him, the outline of the palace, Zuo Zhengyang let go of his hand and held the handle of the knife at his waist.

In the deserted square, he pulled the reins and stopped his horse.

Looking at the majestic hall where the stone steps stretched, the voice resounded hysterically.

"You're a demon—"

With a long groan, he drew his saber.

"-Dare to steal from the Son of Heaven Palace, get out!!"