Volume 3: Mountain Rain Will Come Chapter 11: Rain Field

Inside the Modo Gate.

On the small green peak.

After finishing the business, Li Heshan Li Shouzuo stood in front of the window and stretched, and then looked to the west.

He was thinking that his junior brother Cheng Mingcheng Zhenren had been on his journey for three days, and he didn't know if he had arrived at his destination.

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This is the Western Desert.

Once a sandstorm covered the town with yellow sand.

The hot wind blew, occasionally revealing traces of ruins, but it was soon submerged again

A bare-headed little novice sat behind a tattered stall with a wooden fish, lying under a makeshift awning, resting in the middle of the tattered bazaar, and the distance gradually became noisy.

Xiao Shami frowned, got up and looked over there, only to see that the people over there had formed a circle.

I don't know who is making trouble.

So in line with the teachings of Buddhism, he stood up and leaned over, standing in the crowd and seeing two men in the center of the circle.

A man with open arms, wearing a clean gown with patches, a tattered sheathed knife wrapped in rags hanging from his waist, shorts and flip-flops underneath, the little novice glanced around him, it seemed that he did not have a suitcase, and he became curious, how could this man with a knife wear this body survive the night to cool down?

Another man was dressed in an emerald green robe, with a scarf around his neck, and he didn't know if he was pretending to be cool or doing something, anyway, the little novice was very hot and dry, and he could feel the hot sand under his feet while also feeling the tense atmosphere in front of him.

Xiao Shami looked at the crowd around him, not only did he not have a frightened expression, but he was very excited, and the bold ones who were not afraid of death were even shouting: "Kill him, kill him!"

No one knows, but isn't it common to kill individuals in a world where order is broken?

The man with the knife was the first to speak, only to hear him say: "You are really bold and fat, you ask about this area, who doesn't know Lao Tzu's prestige, and dare to step on Lao Tzu's shoes?"

The young man in the emerald green robe sighed helplessly, and he said, "Didn't I give you all humility?

When the man with the knife heard this, he smiled, the light in his eyes flickered, and he said to the man in the emerald green robe: "What do you want?

The young man in the emerald green robe thought that he was unlucky, he didn't expect that there would be such a bad people in this western desert land, he shook his head helplessly, and was about to break the fortune and eliminate the disaster.

Suddenly, a rather immature voice came from the crowd: "Amitabha." ”

When the man with the knife heard this, his figure froze instantly, and when he turned his head, he saw a little novice in a coarse cloth robe standing there, with his hands folded and twisting a string of Buddhist beads.

The young man in the emerald green robe took out all the money, and saw that the man with the knife, who was still aggressive before, was short at this time, and walked up to the little novice with a flattering face, and said with a smile: "Yo, Master Xiaohai, are you there?"

The little novice known as Xiao Hai said unceremoniously: "I let you make good karma here, cultivate good fruits, and be a good person, and you forgot all the words of being a good person in the back of your head? ”

The man with the knife heard the word "should be punished", his face turned green, and he hurriedly said: "Don't mind, Master Xiaohai, I'm just playing around with this friend, can I really blackmail him for money? Master Xiaohai, I have all your words in my head, and I dare not forget them all the time." ”

The little novice paid no attention to his words, twisted the Buddha beads and walked towards the young man in the emerald green robe, and the man with the knife was depressed at this time, and saw that there was a large group of people watching there, and he became even more irritable, he waved his hand and scolded: "Go and go, go and see a bird?

The people around looked at him with such a fierce and vicious appearance, and knew that there was no excitement to watch, and they didn't want to be seen as lively, so they dispersed in a hurry.

The man in the emerald green robe didn't know what was going on, and when he saw that the little novice had already walked in front of him and said Amitabha, he also bowed with his palms together.

I only heard the little novice named Xiaohai smile slightly, and said: "Presumably this benefactor is Cheng Mingcheng Zhenren, the poor monk is called Jinghai." ”

As soon as the young man in the emerald green robe heard the word "Jinghai", he immediately knew who the little novice in front of him was, and he said: "It turned out to be Master Jinghai, the eldest disciple of Master Qingyuan, the abbot of Liangwang Temple. ”

Then the little novice bowed his head, and Cheng Ming looked at the man with the knife behind Jinghai, and couldn't help frowning, and asked softly, "This is ......?"

Xiao Shami Jinghai couldn't help but sigh when he heard Cheng Ming's question, and said, "Let's count it as my evil obstacle, Yutian, why don't you quickly compensate Cheng Zhenren?"

After hearing what Master Jinghai said, the man with the knife who became the rain field by Master Jinghai naturally knew what "Cheng Zhenren" was, and this time the two of them came here to pick him up, so he hurriedly bent down and said: "It turns out that you are Cheng Ming Cheng Zhenren, it is really disrespectful and disrespectful, and I bother Cheng Zhenren to forgive me, I am here to compensate you." ”

Saying that, he was a little at a loss, and then remembered something, and hurriedly folded his hands and said, "Amitabha." ”

At this time, the little novice named Jinghai nodded slightly, hummed lightly, and said to Cheng Ming: "Cheng Zhenren, let's leave immediately." ”

As he was saying this, he suddenly frowned, Cheng Ming also felt a strange movement, the man with a knife named Yutian leaned down and touched the ground with his hand, only to feel a tremor from under the desert, followed by a roar.

Master Na Jinghai hurriedly said to Yutian: "Hurry up and save people!"

Hearing this, Yutian hurriedly agreed, but it was obviously too late.

There was only a thud, and the sand and dust flew up, destroying the makeshift dilapidated bazaar in an instant.

Cheng Mingjinghai and Yutian reacted very quickly, jumped up early, and floated in the air, only to see that in that piece of dust, a huge shadow slowly appeared!

Master Jinghai's face was very ugly, and he looked a little angry.

When the dust cleared, a huge, silvery-white scorpion emerged from the dust.

How could the mortals in the bazaar survive at such a scale of movement? If they were not crushed to death by the instantaneous force of the silver-white scorpion unearthed, they would also be suffocated by the sand.

Yutian naturally knew that the little novice Jinghai was going to make a move to subdue this silver-white scorpion, so he hurriedly stopped Jinghai, how could he miss such an opportunity to perform? I just heard him say: "Master Jinghai, don't bother you to do it, let me save some merit, see how I slaughter this guy, and avenge those innocent people who died!"

Before Master Jinghai could speak in a hurry, the huge silver-white scorpion had already moved, don't look at its huge size, but its movements were not slow at all, and it slashed over with a thorn in a flash of lightning speed.

Cheng Ming was naturally prepared.

Master Jinghai can also see the attack of this silver-white scorpion.

But Yuda didn't.

But Jinghai didn't have time to pull Yutian away.

I saw that Yutian was sturdy with a thorn, was split ten meters away, and rolled a few times on the sand before stopping.

Under this kind of strength, Cheng Ming's face also changed, he didn't know what happened to Yutian.

He didn't have time to care about Yutian's life or death now, because the huge silver-white scorpion in front of him was still attacking.

At this time, the silver-white scorpion turned to Cheng Ming and was about to attack.

Cheng Ming was naturally fearless, and a cyan light lit up in his hand, but when the tail thorn was about to attack, a figure rushed over at an incredible speed.

Cheng Ming subconsciously looked at the position where Yutian was lying just now.

Sure enough, the rain field was gone.

I saw that Yutian flew up and lifted the tail of the huge silver-white scorpion upward, it was a strange force, at least a few hundred catties of scorpion tail was pushed away by Yutian, and the silver-white scorpion was almost turned over by the force, and its body was unstable.

Cheng Ming just blinked, Yutian had already put away the knife, and before Cheng Ming could speak, Yutian handed the knife to Cheng Ming, and said in a deep voice: "I tested it just now, if I use a knife to chop this guy, it may damage my knife body, this kind of broken place where birds don't, but there is no place to repair my knife, so I am tired of Cheng Zhenren, help me get it, and then you can see!"

Saying that, he scolded, and then said: "This demon beats Lao Tzu so painfully!"

Cheng Ming was just stunned for a moment, and before the word "careful" could be spoken, Yutian's figure had disappeared, and he looked up at the huge silver-white scorpion, only to see that the silver-white scorpion had already pounced.

I saw its body pause in the air for a moment, and then flew out upside down.

Yutian actually shook the demon with his flesh!

And even won.

The huge silver-white scorpion was knocked to the ground by Yutian, Yutian rode on its back, and the silver-white scorpion had a hard shell on its back, but Yutian didn't care about this, and he didn't care how painful it would be to hit his hand so straight, he punched hard, and the hard shell was just cracked.

And the silver-white scorpion was obviously in pain, its body was already curled up, I don't know how many feet danced, and suddenly rolled up a gust of wind and sand.

At the same time, the tail spines of the silver-white scorpion had already pierced and stabbed towards Yutian.

Yutian was a little annoyed, probably because he didn't kill the silver-white scorpion with this punch, so he flew up, and he couldn't see how he moved, only to see the silver-white scorpion's tail burst out of the blood, breaking in the click-la-la sound, and even its two chelas were screwed off.

Yutian came to Fang Cai's back again.

If one punch doesn't work, another punch!

Yutian's extremely fast fist hit the scorpion shell like a steely texture, making a thumping sound that was deafening.

Such a fight naturally splashed dust.

Cheng Ming covered his eyes, and through his fingers, he found that the scorpion figure in the dust had slowly stopped writhing, and the knife in his hand was missing unconsciously.

Cheng Ming naturally sensed this, so he turned around and found that Yu Tian had taken the knife back at some point, his body was covered with blood, and he was still holding a green beast core in his hand.