The sun was shining, the air was filled with a bleak autumn mood, and there was a bit of coolness that was difficult to hide, Yue Wushuang, who was wearing a big red robe, slowly passed by the street, his face was a little stunned, and in a trance, and at the same moment, in the tavern where she left, there was a terrified scream. 6 8 6 8 6 read 6 books, □≠ o

"Dead Man......"

"Dead man, come on......"

The screaming sound attracted the attention of the people on the street, and the people looked towards the tavern one after another, only to see that the old shopkeeper and the shopkeeper had turned into a cold corpse, and even the face had turned iron-blue, which looked particularly terrifying!

People looked at this scene, and the look on their faces was even more frightened, and Yue Wushuang, the culprit of all this, didn't seem to feel it at all, and was still wandering around this town.

"Have you heard, Dongchang has given an ultimatum to the Hanging Temple!"

"Dongchang requires that the Hanging Temple must give an explanation within ten days, if the Hanging Temple does not agree to be included in the domination of the Six Gates, the East Factory will slaughter the Hanging Temple!"

"Won't it? The Hanging Temple is not like the Hundred Flowers Villa, it is the martial arts holy land of the entire Central Plains, can Dongchang destroy the Hanging Temple?"

"Why not?

"If this Dongchang destroys the Hanging Temple, won't there be no monks in the Great Wei Dynasty?

When Yue Wushuang passed near a tavern in a trance, she suddenly heard a sound of discussion, she frowned, walked into the tavern with some curiosity, and then ordered two jars of wine at random, sat beside the people who were discussing, and listened!

"Don't think about it so much, let's look at the situation after ten days, the Hanging Temple is powerful after all, besides, I heard that in the nectar cave of the Hanging Temple, there is still the Bodhidharma Patriarch who doesn't know how many years he has lived!"

"That's right, there is Patriarch Bodhidharma is still there, no matter how powerful Dongchang is, it is impossible to destroy the Hanging Temple, Patriarch Bodhidharma alone, can be worth thousands of troops, right?"

"In any case, ten days later, there will definitely be an earth-shattering battle between this Hanging Temple and Dongchang!"

"Hanging Temple, Dongchang?"

Yue Wushuang was drinking wine while listening to the discussions of the people around him, and on his sluggish and trance-like face, there was suddenly a hint of coldness, and a little expectation.

"Destroy the Hanging Temple, there will be no Buddha in this world!"

"I've accomplished my goal!"

"I have to help!"

"Ten days, ten days to go, I have to hurry up to find a suitable way, give Dongchang a meeting gift, and then that overseer joins forces to destroy this group of stinky monks in the Hanging Temple!"

"And Nadharma, the stinky monk, also have to get rid of them together!"

Yue Wushuang was drinking wine while talking to herself, her eyes were also flashing with a faint cold aura, she looked like a crazy person, of course, she was indeed crazy now!

These days, with the deepening of the madness and the excessive killing, her sanity has been completely unconscious!

She doesn't even remember most of the things before, she only remembers that she wants to kill the monk, kill all the monks in the world!

"I've got to find a meet-and-greet gift!"

The voice of self-talk fell, Yue Wushuang directly lifted the wine jar, and then drank all the wine in it in one gulp, almost in a moment, the two jars of wine had been drunk.

At the same time, Yue Wushuang's somewhat dirty face was also filled with drunkenness. C∮VIIIC∮VIIIC∮ Read C∮ Book, ⌒o ≈

Crash!

In the next moment, her scarlet body flashed directly, and in the blink of an eye, it swept out of the door of the tavern, and then disappeared into the street like a violent wind.

"What's going on?"

"What about the woman in red, why is she gone before you even pay the bill?"

"Isn't it, in broad daylight, it won't cause any evil things, right?"

Not long after Yue Wushuang disappeared, the old shopkeeper in the tavern discovered the abnormality here, and he recalled it carefully for a long time, but he didn't remember when this woman in red left after that!

And then, he thought of some things about the female ghost in red that had happened nearby in recent days, and his face couldn't help but become frightened, and he hurriedly muttered silently in his heart,

"No, no, after ten days, the East Factory and the Hanging Temple will have an end to the matter, and we have to go to the mountain to worship the Bodhisattva. ”

"Don't mess with anything unclean!"

Shout!

Besides, Yue Wushuang left this town, and directly flew along the mountain road, towards the top of the White Horse Mountain, with her current speed and strength, it was about half an hour's effort, and she had already arrived near the mountain gate of the Hanging Temple.

She looked up, in the shade of the withered yellow mountain forest, there was a straight stone staircase leading to the Hanging Temple, and at this moment, on this neat stone step, there were many monks, with a sad face, walked out of the temple one after another, and then slowly walked down the mountain!

"Amitabha!"

At the gate of this hanging temple, there is an old monk with a thin body and a face almost like a withered old tree, who is clasping his hands together and saying goodbye to these reluctant Buddhist disciples.

"This time, the East Factory came in a big way, and the momentum was violent, and the Hanging Temple suffered a catastrophe that was not encountered in a hundred years!"

"Although we have the martial arts of the Hanging Temple for thousands of years, we are not sure that we will be able to deal with Dongchang, nor will we be able to keep the century-old foundation of this Hanging Temple!"

"So, just in case, that's why you will go down the mountain to take refuge!"

"If we can't keep the Hanging Temple, you can still survive, and in the future, you can continue to preach Buddhism for the Hanging Temple, purify all sentient beings, and really let the Buddha be unrevered and worshipped!"

"Amitabha!"

"Lao Gye, thank you for all the Buddhist disciples here, I hope that in the future, you can spread Buddhism throughout the Great Wei Dynasty, and truly purify all sentient beings!"

"Let the prestige of the Hanging Temple for thousands of years live forever in the world!"

"Amitabha!"

The sad words fell, and the Buddhist disciples near the mountain gate, whether they were old or young, all had their faces extremely sad and dignified, and people recited a Buddhist verse one after another, and then knelt on the stone steps one after another.

"Please rest assured that the abbot is the first seat!"

"I wait for the disciples of Buddhism to be immortal for a day, the Hanging Temple for a day, and the Buddha to be worshiped by disciples for a day!"

"My Hanging Temple will surely shine on the world and be immortal!"

This voice echoed between heaven and earth, it was particularly awe-inspiring and magnificent, and the mighty and mighty righteousness rolled between heaven and earth with indescribable meaning, rushing to the top of the nine heavens!

For a while, it seemed that the autumn mood on the White Horse Mountain had been dispelled, and it looked a little dignified and solemn!

"Amitabha!"

Listening to the words of these disciples, the shriveled and withered face also revealed a more solemn and sad meaning, he took a deep breath, and no longer looked at these disciples who were about to leave the Hanging Temple, and then turned around and slowly walked towards the mountain gate of the Hanging Temple!

The thin and shriveled figure was full of sadness and gloom!

Whoa!

And the disciples bowed deeply to the mountain gate of the Hanging Temple, as well as the sad back, and then got up one after another, and began to really walk down the mountain.

There are probably more than 1,000 Buddhist disciples in this group, and this mighty scene almost fills the mountain road of the entire White Horse Mountain, which looks particularly sad!

Even, even between heaven and earth is a little more depressed and low.

"The monk of the Hanging Temple, are you leaving?"

Under the mountains, Yue Wushuang was standing between the withered yellow mountains and forests, looking at these monks who were about to leave White Horse Mountain in a daze, and his eyes were even more low and cold, and there was even a little madness that could not be concealed!

"No...... Absolutely not!"

"These monks have left the Hanging Temple, even if the East Factory destroys the Hanging Temple, there will still be monks in this world?!"

"They must not be allowed to leave!"

"Can't let them go down the mountain!"

"Perhaps, I can also use these monks as a meeting gift to Dongchang?"

On Yue Wushuang's somewhat dirty face, there was a sudden flash of madness, a madness that could not be concealed, and a kind of fear and evil aura that made people's hearts palpitate, and the moment these words fell, the big red figure swept directly over the top of the mountain, and then walked towards the foot of the mountain.

She has to prepare from now on, and she must not let these stinky monks go down the mountain!

Whoa!

Yue Wushuang's speed was much faster than these monks who had no martial arts, and in about half an hour, she had already returned to the White Horse Mountain, and those monks didn't even walk halfway up the mountain because of their nostalgia and worries about the Hanging Temple!

Yue Wushuang was alone, standing at the foot of the mountain, looking up, looking at the many monks who were gradually walking down the stone steps, the look on his face became hideous, and crazy!

"How can I stop you?"

"How can I keep you from going down the mountain?"

"What should I do?"

"What should I do?"

Her mind was racing to find a way, those somewhat dull and crazy eyes were also constantly looking around, looking for something that might provide a solution, as time passed, and the kind of monks got closer and closer, her face became nervous and anxious, and even her eyes were wrinkled into pimples!

"Fire ...... Blaze...... You can stop them!"

Suddenly, Yue Wushuang's eyes suddenly became fierce, and there was a bit of murder, and the moment this crazy voice fell, she suddenly looked towards the mountain road in front of the White Horse Temple.

At this moment, there happened to be a caravan of horses driving along this mountain road, as if it were a passing merchant, and it happened to be a merchant selling furs, there were about dozens of horses, and each horse had a lot of fur on its back!

In the back, there are seven or eight carriages, each carriage, there are also a lot of goods, it looks mighty, and there are a lot of guards on both sides to protect it, it looks fierce!

"Carriage...... Horses ......"

"Yes...... Yes......"

Yue Wushuang watched such a team of horses pass by slowly, her somewhat dull and godless eyes widened, and a trace of madness gradually surged on her face, she thought in a trance, and before she could even think of a way, she had already flown out of the mountain directly!

Crash!

In the blink of an eye, she had already come to the front of this caravan, and then looked at the caravan with some madness, as well as the fur goods!

"Who? Get out of the way!"

The guards in charge of guarding this shipment were vigilant, and a burly man took two steps forward with the reins of his war horse and asked in a low voice.

Burst!

However, before this man's words fell, Yue Wushuang's figure was already storming in front of him, and in an instant, this man didn't even know what was going on, and his entire head flew into the air!

Grunt!

In the next moment, his head rolled to the ground with a red color, and then, before those other people could react and didn't know what was going on, Yue Wushuang had already begun to kill!

Poof!

With her current strength, it is already easy to kill these dozens of ordinary people, almost in the blink of an eye, all the guards, as well as those businessmen and so on, have already landed on the ground!

The ground was already extremely red, and the corpses were lying casually, and the blood was like a river, slowly gathering together, and then flowing towards the low-lying place!

In some places, blood puddles have even formed!

The smell of blood in the air was even more pungent, even a little disgusting!

"Hehe......"

However, at this moment, Yue Wushuang really didn't feel anything, her face was covered with red blood, and the red robe was even more bright, and then she jumped up and came to the center of this team of horses!

She took a quick look, there were forty or fifty of these horses in total, and each horse had a lot of fur on its back, which seemed to have not been finally treated, and it smelled of blood, and some of the smell of rot, which made people slightly disgusted!

"Just right...... These things are just right......"

Yue Wushuang looked at these furs, as well as these horses, and on her dirty face, a thick smile flashed, and there was even more unconcealable madness, she took a deep breath, and then pulled these horses to the bottom of the White Horse Mountain.

She raised her head and looked at the mighty mountain peak, as well as the monks who were slowly walking down the mountain from the top of the mountainside, and the trance and madness on their faces were even more ferocious.

"Stinky monk...... Monastery...... Die, all of you!"

"This fire is a gift for you!"

"Haha......"

Yue Wushuang looked at everything on the White Horse Mountain, and suddenly laughed out loud, and soon after, the laughter gradually fell, Yue Wushuang pulled out a horse from the horse team, and then took out the fire fold from his arms, igniting the fur on the horse's back!

Rumble!

The fur burned, the horse was frightened, let out a terrible cry, and swept directly towards the depths of the White Horse Mountain, the fur burned, constantly dripping burning grease around, and now it was late autumn, where the horse passed, it immediately formed a fierce fire road!

Herod!

Herod!

And immediately after, there was a second horse, a third horse, and countless flames rose, spreading towards this White Horse Mountain...... 11