It's almost time to get to the bottom of your salary.

On the mountain road, a mountain merchant came on, and the mountain merchant stopped in front of the Jade Fan Hou: "What kind of mountain goods does the son need to buy?"

"A good coffin, a tea lid from the broken kiln. Jade Fan Hou said.

The mountain merchant picked up the burden, nodded and left.

After Bai Gen returned to the small high mountain of the upper temple, he lived the days of getting up early to practice and practicing monks in the evening, which seemed to be no different from before, and did not mention the matter of going down the mountain to practice, but every day he would go to the Tao to ask for peace and ask some questions about the cultivation casually, and everyone was only an important person on this small high mountain, and they were still preparing for going down the mountain.

More than half of the moon passed, and there was some light rain on the small mountain this night, and there was a kind of bone-penetrating coldness in the mountain wind.

Bai Gong carried a pot of hot tea and walked through a long, dark corridor, occasionally with the light of the Buddha lamp in the wing room, which shone on Bai Gen's face.

When the person arrived in front of the Xizhao Pavilion, he stood and stepped in.

"Master, it's cold at night, I just made a pot of hot tea for you, and you've been working hard to solve your doubts recently. Bai Gong said.

Dao smiled bitterly and took it: "Actually, you can understand those problems at once, but you don't waste any tongue, you don't have any hard work, your understanding is really a teacher's eyes." ”

Dao Ku poured a cup of hot tea and placed it on the table.

Bai Gen asked, "Master, are there other seniors on this little mountain who are even higher than Master?"

Dao Ku was suspicious in his heart: Didn't he hear about Master Zu?

"Master Daotong and you are the highest-ranking people in this temple, who did you hear say that there are people in this temple who are higher than us?"

Bai Gen replied: "I was wandering around that day and listening to the two senior brothers on the small mountain talking about what cave is there a senior in the cave?"

"It's just nonsense, and it's not true. Dao Ku hurriedly interrupted Bai Gong's words.

It rained a little tonight, and the mountain breeze blew the hot tea on the table.

In order to hide the panic on his face, Dao Ku picked up the teacup and drank it one after another.

Seeing that Dao Ku was drinking tea, Bai Gen sat down on a chair on the side and waited quietly for Dao Ku to finish drinking tea.

Bai Gen's eyes stared at the bowl of tea that was about to be drunk, and said leisurely: "I thought that Master would teach me for the sake of my talent, but I didn't expect that Master would be like the old beggar before, and he would also learn to keep a hand from the cook in the restaurant." ”

As soon as these words came out, he was so shocked that he froze, he couldn't imagine that a well-behaved and intelligent apprentice on weekdays would actually say such chilling words.

"Obviously, there is a god who is almost nine steps away in the cave of the Buddha, and the master actually refuses to introduce me to him, and deliberately wants to hide it from me, Master, the disciple is really cold!" Bai Gong said bitterly.

"You。。。 As soon as you opened your mouth, you found that something involuntarily flowed out, and when you wiped it with your hand, it was full of shocking black blood.

"But don't worry, Master, fortunately, the apprentice has a studious and motivated heart, I have negotiated the conditions with the senior, and now only the Master is left to fulfill it. Bai Gen squatted beside Dao Ku and carefully helped him wipe the black blood from the corner of Dao Ku's mouth.

At this time, Dao Ku just felt that there seemed to be a poisonous snake full of stingers in his stomach, constantly turning rivers and seas in his stomach, and he wanted to speak but could only make a whining sound.

It's just that I'm shaking uncontrollably, I don't know if it's extremely angry or painful.

"Master, please be quiet, don't make noise and rest with the brothers and sisters in other temples. Bai Gen gently stroked Dao Ku's face.

Looking at this apprentice who was once the most important, he still has such concerned eyes, but this kind of look makes the Tao bitter as falling into hell, and he has been reciting the Buddha all his life, and he finally saw the demon once tonight.

"In order to make the master less painful, it seems that the apprentice has to help the master, and I hope that the master will die calmly and quickly for the sake of the apprentice's good future. Bai Gong stretched out his hands and tightly pinched Dao Ku's neck, the black blood in Dao Ku's mouth flowed all over Bai Gong's hands, Bai Gong didn't care, just focused on adding strength to his hands, and his eyes were full of madness.

Suddenly!

From the top of the Xizhao Pavilion, he shouted a loud reprimand: "Beast, stop!"

A black whirring shadow fell from the sky and kicked Bai Gong to the ground with a single kick.

There was a chicken coop on his head, and he was holding a smooth stick in his hand, and the person who came was a beggar.

"The mountain merchant told me about this, I definitely don't believe it, how could my good nephew do such a thing, I am still waiting to go down the mountain to slap the mountain merchant in the face, who knows! You! You brute! How could my brother recognize you as such a rotten thing as an apprentice!" Shangguan beggar was so angry that his mouth was biting blood.

Seeing that his good deeds were interrupted, Bai Gen was quite unhappy: "I thought it was who, it turned out to be you stinky beggar again." ”

Shangguan beggar trembled and took out the sternum in his arms: "Tell me, is this the remains of my brother Ouyang beggar!" Shangguan beggar asked angrily.

"It turns out that you have been to the broken kiln, what is it? I was still strange that day, obviously my father had already thrown the body away, how could he still leave a piece in the broken kiln, but looking at the dog has been gnawed by the dog and there is no meat left, I also threw it inside, I didn't expect you to pick it up, then again, the relationship between your two brothers is really as deep as the sea, your brother has died so that only a piece of white bones remains, you can still recognize it, it is really touching tears. Bai Gen seemed to cry as he spoke.

"Brute!" Shangguan beggar was so angry that he was incoherent.

"Are you so excited, did you want to be angry earlier, and go down to see your brother? Your brother is the same as this old monk, coveting my talents, but teaching things is lost, hiding and tucking, all of them are damned!" Bai Gen said sharply.

Shangguan beggar was angry, and he attacked with a martial stick, the stick broke into stones and gold, and the kung fu on his legs was even more aggressive, but Bai Gong coped with it easily, because Shangguan beggar and Ouyang beggar practiced the same number of kung fu paths, and Bai Gong coped with it easily.

Bai Gen also ridiculed Shangguan beggar from time to time: "You are really as stupid as that old beggar, I know everything about your sweep, and the blind man is happy with his boxing?"

Shangguan beggar's eyes were red, and he swept out with a whip leg, Bai Gen's body turned over, and he stepped directly on Shangguan beggar's leg, and with a crisp sound, Shangguan beggar's leg was trampled off.

Bai Gen also responded with a whip leg and swept it directly on Shangguan Beggar's face, and Shangguan Beggar's face was swept away in an instant.

Shangguan beggar dragged a broken leg and slowly supported his body with a martial stick.

"It's okay to say I'm stupid, don't let you say I'm my brother! If it weren't for my brother's bent desire to die, how could you, a little brute, have a chance! How could it be! A thousand flowers are like embroidered !!."

Shangguan beggar threw the martial stick in his hand into the air, and in an instant, countless martial arts sticks in the sky swirled, like a blooming plain flower.

Bai Gen's eyes were blazing: "Sure enough, that old immortal must have hidden the absolute style and didn't teach me, he died without complaining!"

When Shangguan beggar heard this, his eyes were furious, and a thousand sticks were fired together, like a rapid wind and rain, hitting Shang Bai Gen.

Bai Gen didn't have time to react, and ran around, but finally it was difficult to defeat the ruthlessness of the stick sea and drowned in it.

Shangguan beggar opened a pair of angry eyes, sweating like rain, and looked exhausted.

After the dust settled, looking at the place where Bai Gong was standing just now, there was no longer his figure.

I saw that in the corner of the wall outside the Xizhao Pavilion, there was a man who was half covered in blood, and Bai Gen was also.

Bai Gen coughed up two mouthfuls of blood: "What a stinky beggar, if you weren't injured and your stamina was weak, I really wouldn't have been able to escape! Kill the two of you, just get three of them, then it will be the same as the predecessors in the Fomo Cave!"

Bai Gen made a great move, turned his fist into a finger, fierce and wild, and was about to open the intestines of Shangguan beggar.

Bai Gen shook one step at a time, after six shakes, six white lines of qi were drawn in his hand, Shangguan beggar was like a leaf in the wind, completely unable to control his body, and soon a stream of blood spurted out of Shangguan beggar's body, Bai Gen's two fingers turned into claws, and directly grabbed a blood groove deep into the bones on Shangguan beggar's body.

Which came first, the pain or the shouting, Shangguan beggar couldn't tell the difference.

The unconscious Dao bitterly looked at the six-fingered lotus flash that he had taught himself, and now it had become the claw of the demon, and he was full of remorse.

Bai Gen tightly grabbed one hand on Shangguan Beggar's neck, and viciously threatened Shangguan Beggar: "Tell me the secret book of a thousand flowers, this is what the old beggar owes me!"

"You... I will never be worthy of learning my brother's tricks and a half!" Although it was painful, Shangguan Begging's tone was as resolute as iron.

Bai Gen picked up the Shangguan beggar, and the Shangguan beggar kept kicking on one leg.

Bai Gen looked at Shangguan beggar contemptuously: "Don't say anything about death?"

Shangguan was still kicking Bai Gong with that leg.

Bai Gen was really annoyed by the anger of this hard-mouthed beggar: "Then you will die!"

The claws came into their hands, and they were about to cut the stomach of the beggar.

Shangguan beggar suddenly shouted: "Six bridges return to the wind willow!"

I saw that the martial stick that had fallen to the side suddenly stood up, and then shook it like the wind.

The six martial arts sticks around Bai Gen suddenly broke through the ground and hit the six major points on his body.

Bai Gen's finger strength was not leaked, and he didn't have time to defend himself, so he was hit, and after a sound of broken clothes, Bai Gen was pierced by six martial arts sticks.

Bai Gen's stubborn grip on the hand was also loosened, Shangguan beggar fell to the ground, looking at the miserable Bai Gen, Shangguan beggar smiled: "Ha... Ha.. Hahaha! My brother is not stupid, he will always be stupid as you little brute who can't be raised!"

Shangguan beggar clutched the blood that kept shooting from his neck, and walked towards Dao Ku with a half-limp half-limp.

Bai Gen, who was penetrated by the six martial sticks, still maintained a standing posture, but his head was lowered, and the six martial arts sticks were like a shelf, erecting Bai Gong.

Blood kept flowing from Bai Gong's mouth to the ground, and the blood flow became bigger and bigger, like a stream out of thin air in the Sunset Pavilion.

Suddenly!

The dying white gun opened his eyes, both of which were constantly expanding, and a long bloody gash cracked out of the corners of his eyes, and his eyeballs seemed to jump out of their sockets.

The black pupils in the big eyeballs slowly gathered into a small dot, and finally turned into two streams of black water, which flowed down from under the eyeballs.

A pair of dead white balls stuck to Bai Gen's face, turning from time to time, and making a greasy and disgusting sound, like a piece of lard dragging on pork.