'Lingguang Temple' is not a very large temple, and of course the incense is not very prosperous. Legend has it that the Fuhu Arhat who secretly helped Jigong to survive the catastrophe practiced in this temple, so he became famous. Many years ago, Lingguang Temple also had a flourishing of incense, all because of the Shaolin Temple Luohan Hall reversed a monk with peerless martial arts, the abbot in Lingguang Temple, making Lingguang Temple famous, clamoring to fight against Shaolin, naturally there is no contact between the two Buddhist temples.

"You killed the Hanging Ji?" a monk sat cross-legged in front of the Fuhu Arhat.

"Don't you believe it, Abbot Hanghui?" the man who spoke was dressed in black, and he was about fifty years old and short in stature.

"Hehe, you think you have the ability, hey, take what you have on me!"

"Well, what's ......," the man in black was obviously surprised that he would say this.

"Haha, even if you come, isn't it a little worse to return to Yunhe, if the machine on your body can hit me, am I still valuable?" The monk's voice was like a Hongzhong, and his peaceful tone was majestic, "Isn't the secret weapon of your Fuchuan family known as a case within five zhang?

"Okay, be careful......" The man in black is the Oriental ninja Tomagawa Kenta who injured Yunhe in the Shaoxing cave. His tone was cold and murderous, forcing the monk's back. With a shock to his arms, countless iron lingzi, poisonous needles, and triangular pyramids shot towards the monk's back as fast as lightning. The design of the machine is not ingenious but it is amazing, and Kenta Tomagawa saw that the monk was so disdainful of the Fuchuan family, and he had already started to kill. But the scene that appeared immediately made him feel terrified, and the cold air burst out......

Those hidden weapons actually stopped on the monk's wide back, and they couldn't get any closer to the front but didn't fall, only to hear the monk laugh, "Well, it's really fast, so many hidden weapons must be quite time-consuming and laborious, it's a pity to ruin it, the donor should keep it properly." As the monk spoke, the monk's robe suddenly swelled, and when a strong force swept around Kenta Tomikawa's body, those hidden weapons instantly reached his body and stopped, slowly falling at his feet. There was a jingle sound, and when he remembered it, the monk had already turned his body.

"With my Arhat internal strength, can you kill it?" The monk is tall, with long hands and feet, a square head and a big face, and his eyebrows are white and snowy, but his face is full of red light, and he looks like a high-ranking monk, but his eyes sometimes flash with a vicious aura.

"The master's martial arts are unfathomable, and I am by no means an opponent!"

"In this case, then there is no way you can kill Xuanji, he was my senior brother of Lao Gao...... How did you slaughter the Dragon Gate?"

"It's not us, the Qinglian Sect thinks they're verbose......"

"These monks of the Qinglian Sect pretend to be disciples of Buddhism, and they are so vicious......

Kenta Tomikawa was silent: If the people of the Qinglian Sect don't start, he will already want to do it. The Dragon Slayer Gate is not worthy of its name, but its appetite is getting bigger and bigger. Meng Guang's martial arts are not as good as Liu Yidao, but he doesn't know how to become the leader...... He pondered in his heart, but this old Meng Tou was no longer the old Meng Tou.

"Let go of the people who capture the Dragon Gate, they have nothing left, only a treacherous and narrow person left. The palace also knows that they are worth two pounds, and it doesn't make sense! Don't see that woman! She's a person who can't be controlled by anyone. ”

Kenta Tomikawa did not listen to the words of Monk Hanghui, and although he regretted it very much later, the regret of dying was more useless.

"Master thinks there is someone else who kills Xuanji?"

"And he is a person with extremely high martial arts!"

"What about you, Master Bi?"

"Haha, Lao Wei is not a humble person, if I am the candle, this person is the ...... of the sky" Xuan Hui looked at the candlelight, he suddenly remembered a person, but this person must not speak......

Yu Qiuyu went to Lingguang Temple with Jiang Zhouxing noisily this afternoon, saying what to burn incense and make a vow. In fact, she thought in her heart that Lao Jiangtou was poor and white, and she was forced to come forward to stop her because of her status as a servant, so she had to come with her.

Yu Qiuyu knew that the Oriental people could see themselves when they saw Lao Jiangtou, and if they saw it, she was completely sure that the Oriental people would definitely see her. Of course, seeing her, Lao Jiangtou's death time has come. Of course, she still acted vividly in the behavior of a noble woman, burning incense, worshipping the Buddha, asking for a signature, and making a wish.

She couldn't possibly know who the Orientals were, but she was absolutely sure that the Orientals had seen her. She read the exact answer from Lao Jiangtou's complicated eyes. "The reason why the official came here to take office should also be passed on to the ancestral home!" She wants to do it, this is an excellent excuse, Lao Jiangtou was unfortunately killed by robbers on the way, this is normal. I can't help but smile when I think about it.

"It's still the lady who thinks about it thoroughly, so let Lao Jiangtou go. Jiang Zhouxing has become more and more disgusted with Lao Jiangtou recently, and a pair of old eyes are always wandering around Yu Meizi, although it is natural for the girl to be noticed by men with her outstanding demeanor, but it still makes Jiang Zhouxing jealous, although Lao Jiangtou is just a subordinate.

Yu Qiuyu was secretly happy in her heart, but she said: "It's all up to the official's orders, it's just that the old housekeeper does things properly, and I'm afraid it will be inconvenient to leave the official!"

"Haha, this is okay, the steward in the government can take care of everything. Jiang Zhouxing was impatient, so he just kept him in the ancestral house to wait for the ancestor, don't think about coming back. This daughter-in-law is good at everything, but she is not informal, which has to be slowly trained in the future.

Lao Jiangtou knew the purpose of this girl coming to Lingguang Temple, and when he saw a familiar figure, he knew that everything could not be controlled by him. Maybe it would be a good thing for him to disappear just like that, but greed and lust ruled everything for him. At this moment, he didn't know that the Orientals threw him away like garbage, Yu Qiuyu was calculating him like killing a dog, and Jiang Zhouxing saw him as a piece of disgust. The reason for all this is that he killed his twin brother with his own hands, just because his brother forced to kill his sister-in-law, who had always been in love with him...... The point of no return, this is the point of no return, and there is no turning back if you embark on it......

In the afternoon, the peach blossoms in early spring are red, the sun is warm and soft, and the warmth is so warm that a teenager can't open his eyes. In a small peach grove not far from Lingguang Temple, a thin young man stopped a middle-aged man who looked much burder than him. He looked lazily at the long knife in the middle-aged man's hand, and the light in his eyes that ignored everything was chilling.

The sun shone through the leafy leaves of the peach tree, which were not dense, and shone on him. Except for the breeze blowing away some of the warmth of the sun, everything is as quiet and beautiful as sympathetic thoughts. The thin boy seemed to enjoy the scenery very much, and took a few deep breaths, as if he wanted to keep the fragrance of the peach blossom in his heart forever.

The middle-aged man's face was dangerously pale, his eyes were sharp and staring at the short knife in the thin young man's hands, the black blade could actually reveal a compelling coldness, which really surprised him, people with such weapons are generally not easy to deal with......