"You...... You ......"

was stabbed through the chest by Liu Xunyi, and in the blink of an eye, blood flowed like a river, even if Jian Zhong's martial arts were high, he was already lacking in skills at this moment, and it was difficult to heal from serious injuries.

The sharp pain in his heart gradually turned into a trance and numbness, Jian Zhong's vitality flowed outward at a terrifying speed, and his strength was peeled away from his body bit by bit.

This kind of weakness like a hanging thread and dying is like being sealed by someone, and his body is stiffly leaning on Liu Xunyi's shoulder, trembling, but he can't move at all.

Surprise, remorse, anger, self-deprecation...... Thousands of flavors gathered in his heart, making Jian Zhong's expression look extraordinarily exciting.

He stared at a pair of unbelievable scarlet bloody eyes, staring at Liu Xunyi with hideous features without blinking, as if he wanted to ask something, but his lips and teeth opened slightly, and a thick stream of blood had already burst out of his mouth, instantly annihilating the weak voice in his throat.

In the end, Jian Zhong's thousands of words could only turn into painful and heavy gasps, in order to vent his unwillingness to Liu Xunyi.

"Before Tang Cong died, I promised him that you would not die well!"

Liu Xunyi's indifferent voice sounded in Jian Zhong's ears, causing his weak eyes to freeze suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Xunyi pulled out the Tibetan knife from Jian Zhong's chest with lightning speed, and then pushed it with both hands, causing Jian Zhong's body to turn, leaning on his back, and then strangling his left hand and holding the knife in his right hand, which was dead against Jian Zhong's neck.

Looking at its posture, it seemed that he was going to brutally behead Jian Zhong, who was still breathless and had no power to fight back.

Feeling the biting coldness on his neck, Jian Zhong's breathing suddenly became rapid. He wasn't afraid of death, but he didn't want to die so undignified.

It's a pity that Jian Zhong at this time is already a fish on the board, and he is allowed to be slaughtered by Liu Xunyi, and there is no room for struggle at all. He struggled for a while, and finally simply gave up the useless resistance, closed his eyes, and seemed to have resigned himself to his fate.

"Amitabha!"

Just when Liu Xunyi was about to cut off Jian Zhong's head and avenge Tang Cong, the little monk in the bamboo basket suddenly let out a sad sigh.

"Master Liu, the deceased is gone, why do you want to increase the killing in vain? As everyone knows, when will the retribution be meted for? Master Jian killed Lord Tang, and Lord Liu killed Master Jian, and so on, the resentment will only accumulate deeper and deeper, and you will not be able to get peace for the rest of your lives. The little monk persuaded, "Lord Liu, the little monk is willing to advise you to advise the words of the master Jian, put down the butcher's knife, and become a Buddha on the ground." ”

"Little master, he has hurt his lungs and will definitely not survive. Liu Xunyi replied, "Actually, I have already killed him, don't you think it's too late for you to say these words now?"

"Definitely. The little monk said, "You fought with Master Jian because there was a bad breath in your chest that Lord Tang died unjustly, so all the cause and effect just now were the evil fate between Lord Jian and Lord Tang, and had nothing to do with Lord Liu." Right now, Master Jian has died under the resentment of Lord Tang, and Lord Liu has also fully sobered up. Therefore, if you attack him again now, it has nothing to do with the grudge of Master Tang, but an obsession in Lord Liu's own heart. One thought becomes a Buddha, and one thought becomes a demon. Lord Liu, please rein in the precipice, and turn back to the shore. ”

"The words of the little master are unfathomable, but it's a pity that I, Liu Xunyi, am an ordinary man, and I really don't understand your reasoning. Liu Xunyi said indifferently, "I only know that killing people pays for their lives is justified." ”

"If you kill him, what's the difference between him and him killing Tang Shizhu?" the little monk persuaded bitterly, "What's more, Jian Shizhu is dying at the moment, and his life is not long in coming, and Tang Shi's revenge has already been avenged." Why did Lord Liu insist on cutting off his head again and let him die in shame?"

"If I'm not mistaken, Jian Zhong should be the little master's enemy, not a benefactor. Liu Xunyi said suspiciously, "He took you hostage from the Potala Palace and never cared about your life or death, so why do you intercede for him now?"

"Heaven has the virtue of a good life. Ants are still greedy for life, why don't people spare their lives? Lord Liu is only greedy for a momentary will, beware of overkill, too much. The little monk said, "Do you know how many bad fates will arise between you and Master Jian if this knife is cut?"

"So what?" Liu Xunyi said stubbornly, "Life and death, if he wants to seek revenge on me, even if he lets me come, I will definitely accompany him to the end." What's more, the cycle of life and death is just the imagination of you monks, and Liu has never believed in ghosts and gods. ”

"In that case, the little monk is willing to accept this knife for Master Jian, how about it?" The little monk took a step back, but still refused to give up.

"What did you say?" Liu Xunyi couldn't help but be surprised.

"Although Lord Liu cut off the head of the little monk, the little monk will never blame you. As long as it can resolve a bad relationship in the world, what is the little monk's head? ”

The little monk's words not only surprised Liu Xunyi, but also made Jian Zhong, who was angry, tremble in his heart.

At the beginning of Tianrong Temple, when Jian Zhong wanted to kill Tang Cong, the little monk offered to exchange his life for Tang Cong's life. At that time, Jian Zhong thought he was fake compassion and hypocrisy.

To this day, Jian Zhong is seriously injured, and he is obviously a mortal person, but the little monk is still willing to exchange his head for a trace of his dignity, how can this move not make Jian Zhong ponder?

Seeing Liu Xunyi's eyes fluttering, as if his heart was shaken, the little monk added again: "If the Liu donor is willing to agree, the little monk is willing to dedicate all his hundred generations of cultivation to the donor, and I hope the donor will get out of the sea of suffering as soon as possible." ”

"It is rumored that the Buddha once cut meat to feed the eagle, and the king of Jizo Bodhisattva once made a grand wish that 'hell is not empty, and he vows not to become a Buddha'. Liu Xunyi muttered, "I thought it was just a legend, but when I saw the little master today, I really understood what compassion is? What is the purity of sentient beings? The little master ignores his own life and death, just to resolve a bad fate in the world. ”

"So, the donor agreed?"

"No!" Without waiting for the little monk's face to show joy, Liu Xunyi suddenly looked bright, and said with a straight face, "The little master has the belief of the little master, and he also has the obsession below." The people in the rivers and lakes pay attention to the wrongs, the debtors, and one person does things. Tang Cong was killed by Jian Zhong and had nothing to do with anyone else. Today, I will only kill Jian Zhong alone, and I will never hurt the little master. What's more, I once swore to the sky that I would use Jian Zhong's head to pay tribute to Tang Cong's spirit in the sky, and my husband will do what he says!"

"Donor ......"

"Jian Zhong, suffer death!"

Without waiting for the little monk to persuade again, Liu Xunyi's eyes suddenly became ruthless, and the right hand holding the Tibetan knife slammed inward, and the sharp blade cut Jian Zhong's throat mercilessly, causing him to die instantly.

Immediately afterwards, under the backdrop of the gushing blood, the Tibetan knife drove straight in, smashed the Yellow Dragon, split the muscles and bones, and cut off Jian Zhong's head stiffly.

The headless corpse leaned on Liu Xunyi's chest, shook it slightly, and then fell straight into the snow. At the severed head, Bai Sensen's bones loomed in the scarlet blurred flesh and blood, and the blood flowed like a river.

Looking at Liu Xunyi again, holding a bloody Tibetan knife in his right hand, and carrying a bloody human head in his left hand, his expression was dull and expressionless, as if he was in a trance.

"Tang Cong, if you have knowledge under the spring, you can look at it today!"

Hearing Liu Xunyi's muttering, the little monk in the bamboo basket couldn't help but let out a bitter sigh: "You can't take it away, only karma is with you." The grievances and grievances in the world eventually turned into a handful of loess, forgetting the past, and then being forgotten by the past. Amitabha!"

After a moment of silence, Liu Xunyi slowly walked to the bamboo basket, opened the lid, and stared at the tearful and silent little monk with complicated eyes.

"Little master, why are you crying?" Liu Xunyi asked, "For Jian Zhong, for Tang Cong, or for yourself?"

"I'm sad for the donor. The little monk choked up and said, "The donor is kind, but today he did an evil thing." ”

"If it is good to indulge the wicked, then I would rather be a wicked man. Liu Xunyi laughed at himself, then changed his words and said curiously, "The little master is the Buddha lotus seed?"

"Yes. ”

"Then how can you be Ren Wuyi's medicine?" Liu Xunyi asked suspiciously, "Is there really anything outstanding about you?"

"If you say that this skin is no different from ordinary people. The little monk said bluntly, "But since you are ordered by Ren Wuyi, the little monk already understands everything." ”

"What do you understand?" Liu Xunyi frowned, couldn't help but be curious, and asked, "Ren Wuya wants to get you in every possible way, why?

"When truth is false, falsehood is true, and falsehood is true when it is true. The little monk said, "Ren Wuya's words are not true, nor are they false. ”

"What do you mean?"

"The secret of heaven must not be revealed, Master Liu does not need to ask more, and the little monk will not say much. Now that Master Jian is dead, Master Liu can only take the little monk to Tianshan Mountain and hand it over to Ren Wuya. After that, the little monk closed his eyes, folded his hands, chanted scriptures in his mouth, and no longer paid attention to Liu Xunyi, who was full of doubts.

Seeing this situation, Liu Xunyi couldn't help but be stunned, he was not in a hurry, but stood in place in a daze, motionless and silently stared at the little monk whose heart was like water, and after thinking for a long time, he said quietly: "Little master, you ...... Let's go!"

Hearing this, the voice of the little monk chanting the scriptures stopped abruptly. He slowly opened his eyes, looked at Liu Xunyi with a puzzled face, and asked, "Master Liu, what did you just say, you want to let me go?"

"Yes. Liu Xunyi agreed and sighed, "In my eyes, you are not a Buddha lotus seed, nor a reincarnated spirit child, nor a living Buddha." You...... It's just a child who hasn't grown up yet. Although I, Liu Xunyi, am not a good person, it is impossible for me to hand over an innocent child who is powerless to the martial arts demon to be a 'medicine guide'. The eldest husband has something to do and something not to do, you are just a child who has little to do, and you should not be affected by the sinister rivers and lakes and the unpredictability of the people. If the Buddha lotus seed is a dead thing, I will take it back with me if I give up my life, because this is the principle of my work. But the Buddha lotus seed is a living person, but I can't pretend to be confused with understanding, because this is the bottom line of my life. ”

"Lord Liu, you ......"

"You don't have to thank me. Liu Xunyi waved his hand and said, "People in the rivers and lakes have clear grievances. Jian Zhong has a deep blood vendetta against me, and I have to kill him. In the same way, there is a man who has saved my life, and if he were here, he would have begged me to let you go. Therefore, if I let you go, it can be regarded as repaying his great kindness. ”

"What does this mean?" The little monk looked dazed, as if he couldn't understand Liu Xunyi's words.

"Not long ago, in the Tanggula Mountains, an old monk saved my life in the ice and snow. Liu Xunyi recalled, "I don't understand Tibetan, I don't know what his name is, it seems to be ...... Dorjee. ”

As for this, Liu Xunyi couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head, and said: "That's it! That old man's name is good, in short, he took three steps and kowtowed on the way to the pilgrimage, which can be described as extremely pious, and he must have great respect for you, the reincarnated spirit child." Therefore, if I let you return safely, it can be regarded as returning his wish. ”

"Good and evil are rewarded, and cause and effect circulate. Lord Liu, the little monk Dai Dorjee thank you for your kindness. The little monk got up slowly, respectfully bowed to Liu Xunyi, and said, "But let the little monk go, how will you explain after you go back?"

"That's my own business, don't bother the little master. Liu Xunyi smiled indifferently, turned his head high, raised his eyes and looked around the vast snow-capped mountains, and pretended to be relaxed, "It's cold here, and there is no limit to the horizon, leaving you alone here is only afraid of more evil and less auspicious." I'll send you back to the city of Logos first, and then I'll ......."

"The benefactor is kind, and the little monk is grateful. Without waiting for Liu Xunyi to finish speaking, the little monk smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "The people who led the little monk have already arrived, they will take me back, Lord Liu Shi, please take it!"

"What?"

Before the exclamation fell, two figures quickly flew on the south side of the canyon. The two of them are extremely light and fast, leaving a series of afterimages in mid-air, which is dazzling.

"Whew!"

In the blink of an eye, the two red-clothed lamas with vicissitudes on their faces had quietly appeared in front of the undecided Liu Xunyi.

These two people are the protectors of Tibet and the protectors of the Jokhang Temple.

His Holiness Yuyi, Sato. His Holiness, Tuyu.

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