Chapter Ninety-Three: The End of the Dead
When Shajura finished speaking, he also let out a long sigh, as if he had lifted the burden of his heart.
Zi Ling clearly wrote her dissatisfaction on her face. And shouted loudly: "Master, what about then?
Sha Juluo spread his hands and said, "I'm done." ”
Zi Ling was a little surprised, as if the food she had eaten was taken away by her life. Her expression was very hideous, and she gritted her teeth and said: "Telling a story halfway is immoral!"
Sha Juluo smiled disappreciatively: "It's just an ending, you can guess for yourself." ”
Zi Ling was stunned, rolled his eyes a few times, patted his head and said, "Yes." Master, after you were sentenced to death. On the second day, you were escorted to the vegetable market and beheaded in public. At noon, I heard the warden shouting: 'The hour has come.' As the beheading order that was thrown landed, the sand and rocks suddenly flew away, and the dark clouds were thick. A red-clothed shirtless man drank a bowl of liquor in his hand and picked up a foot-long torture knife that shone with a cold light in his hand. And you, Master, were covered with tinkling chains, and were pushed and walked to the execution platform. Two fierce and vicious jailers scrub your neck white and red. Then they will press you to the torture table and shove your bewildering white neck under the knife. The big man in red, his eyes were round, the green tendons on his face burst out, and he rounded the long knife. Your life is about to cry out. It was too late, it was fast, and suddenly the wind was raging, and the ghosts and gods were crying. I saw a black shadow flash, and a tall and majestic tantric master appeared on the torture platform. Tantric masters, compassion, compassion, compassion, and benevolence. He couldn't bear to see your blood splattered on the spot, so he took you away in a grand manner. After you were rescued, you wept bitterly, and you immediately bowed your head and begged the tantric master to take you as a disciple. Since then, you have been at the foot of this dark Gangdis Mountain, devoting yourself to cultivating Buddha and atoning for the sins of the past. ”
As soon as Zi Ling's words fell, he only heard Bingyang shout good, and enthusiastically expressed his praise: "Zi Ling, you are so talented! You can make up such a twists and turns, ups and downs, earth-shattering, and crying ghosts and gods!"
Zi Ling was a little surprised, and was about to think about the relationship between her mediocre story and the earth-shattering, crying ghosts and gods. Suddenly, the protagonist of the story, Sha Jieluo, sighed faintly and said, "What a mess. What white is red, bow your head to your ears. How can my image be like this?"
Zi Ling patiently persuaded, "Master, don't get too entangled in the details. It mainly depends on reasonableness. ”
Shajuro was a little dissatisfied: "Naturally, it is not reasonable. ”
"What's unreasonable?" Zi Ling said unconvinced.
"Robbing the Dharma Field, where is it so easy to rob the Dharma Field. "Sha Jara said.
"That's right. Bingyang also nodded in agreement: "Now is a peaceful and prosperous era, and the legal system is strict." Tantric masters will definitely not ignore the Dharma and help the abuse. ”
"Then ......" Zi Ling also hesitated a little: "Then how did Master Sha Jiluo come here from the death row of Shuntian Mansion?"
"I guess that the East has done too much evil, and the law is intolerable. And he is already in a dead end, and he will never get out of death row. Bingyang said with a wink.
Zi Ling immediately glanced at Bingyang: "Dongfang is clumsy and can't escape the law, is the Master Sha Luo we see a ghost?"
"Master Shajura is naturally not a ghost. Bingyang smiled: "But Master Shajuluo, it will definitely not be Dongfang Clumsy." ”
"Huh?" When Zi Ling heard the surprise, she looked at Sha Luo again from beginning to end and said, "Master, you won't lie to me again, will you?
Shajuro squeezed his eyes and said with a grim smile, "Guess?"
Bing Yang smiled faintly: "Who would talk about their sins so calmly and thoroughly? Therefore, the master must not be Dongfang Clumsy." ”
Zi Ling said with a look of sudden realization: "I understand!
Sha Juluo rolled his eyes: "Gao Yun's wife, there is a grudge, but he doesn't dare to make a mistake." Cowardly, how could I be him?"
"Then, could it be Xiaolian's fat brother?" Zi Ling asked tentatively.
"Cut. Sha Juluo seemed to be a little angry: "When the poor monk was young, he was a talent, and the jade tree was in the wind. It has nothing to do with that fat man. ”
"Could it be the lame one, or the red-faced bald head?" Zi Ling said timidly.
As if completely enraged, he shouted, "You girl, stupid and stupid. If you can't guess, you two, stay here and be my company. ”
Zi Ling was also a little angry. She blushed and glared at Sajura viciously, "You liar. Again and again, they have deceived me, and they have actually said, and said, and said, that I am stupid, and that you want to leave us here, how can you?"
"How can he be?" Sha Juluo sneered, but suddenly stretched out his pale and slender fingers and pointed towards the lake not far away.
The water of this lake, although not illuminated by the sun, still glows a faint blue.
Against the backdrop of snow, it looks enchanting and charming.
The surface of the water was originally calm and waveless, but under the finger of Sajura, there was an astonishing change.
I saw that the surface of the water suddenly tumbled violently, like boiling water. Immediately, a huge whirlpool appeared on the surface of the lake. As if alive, the lake spun and rose rapidly, forming a column of water.
To Zi Ling's surprise, the two-zhang wide column of water actually rose into the air and soared. After a burst of dragon groans, the water column actually fell from the sky, with overwhelming pressure, rolling towards Ziling.
Zi Ling hurriedly drew out the Wushou Sword and held it weakly on his head, trying to block the water column.
Who knew that Bingyang took an arrow step, swept Zi Ling, and flashed to the side.
And the water column slammed heavily on the snow, and with a loud bang, a large hole more than two meters deep appeared in the ground.
Zi Ling gasped and stuck out her tongue at Bingyang.
Bingyang said with a gloomy face: "It's true to say that you are stupid. Don't you know what to hide?"
Zi Ling's face turned red, and he just wanted to distinguish it, but he heard a rumbling sound behind him.
Zi Ling hurriedly looked back, only to see more water columns rising from the surface of the lake, and the entire lake seemed to be suspended in the air as a whole, flashing with a faint blue light, majestic and magnificent.
But such a magnificence, Zi Ling has no intention of appreciating it.
Because the overwhelming column of water is pouring towards Ziling and Bingyang.
Zi Ling only felt like a flat boat in the flood, pulled by the ice sun, and fled in a hurry in the dense column of water.
Or rather, cruising in the water column.
Because the two of them were soon soaking wet, and their movements became sluggish.
The water column began to hit Zi Ling and Bing Yang with their heads and faces.
As she was hit by an unknown number of jets of water, Zi Ling only felt dizzy, and her whole body hurt like falling apart.
She was in a trance, only to hear someone whisper in her ear, "Go to the lake." ”
But Zi Ling's feet, as if they were filled with lead, couldn't even take a step.
But she found herself being hugged horizontally.
The man who hugged her ran quickly to the lake and jumped down.
Beneath the icy surface of the lake, Zi Ling finally sobered up a little. She found herself being held in her arms by Bingyang. Bingyang, on the other hand, winked at her.
The two of them hid under the surface of the lake, and sure enough, the attack of the water column was immediately weakened.
But hiding the head and shrinking the tail, it is completely inconsistent with Ziling's heroic image.
So Zi Ling pushed Bingyang away, intending to swim to the surface of the water and face off against Na Sha Juluo.
But Bingyang hugged Zi Ling tighter, making Zi Ling unable to move.
Zi Ling was a little annoyed, so she used a distorted expression to express her dissatisfaction with Bingyang.
At this time, the rumbling sound of the water column on the water surface stopped abruptly.
Bingyang let go of Ziling and stared intently at the water.
The Ke Li Sword on Bingyang's back suddenly flourished with blue light, and flew upwards at a gallop.
And Bingyang also took off, jumping out of the lake with Ke Li's sword.
Zi Ling was a little confused, and hurriedly followed Bingyang and swam towards the lake.
When Ziling crawled out of the lake in a bit of embarrassment, he saw Bingyang standing by the lake with a smile. The sword in his hand was impartial, resting on Sajura's neck.
And Sha Jiluo, with a smile on his face, explained to Bingyang, "Look, I really don't want to kill you. I just want to talk to you. As soon as I saw you jump into the lake, I immediately stopped swinging my water sword. Moreover, I immediately ran to the lake, intending to get you out of it. Hero, I didn't expect your swordsmanship to be so good. It's an old man who looked away. You, can you just let me go?"
Zi Ling jumped to his feet and shouted: "You can't let this old liar go! I was not stoned to death by him, but also drowned by him. ”
Bingyang smiled slightly, put away the Keli sword on Sha Jieluo's neck lightly, and arched his hand towards Sha Jieluo: "The master's water sword is superb. If it weren't for the mercy of the master's subordinates, how could the juniors stand here and gossip? Looking at the master's martial arts path, it is somewhat similar to He Jing in your story. Presumably, the master is He Zhongtang, Mrs. He Jing's cousin, right?"
Sha Jiluo was a little embarrassed, and nodded at Bingyang: "Xiaoyou's martial arts are excellent, and his mind is also outstanding. Under the common name is He Zhongtang. ”
Zi Ling was surprised: "He Zhongtang, didn't he die early?"
Sha Juluo sighed lightly and said, "This technique of drawing water into a sword is indeed the ancestral inheritance of my He family. Back then, Dongfang Zhuo did whatever it took to get his cousin He Jing. First, he misled my uncle to invest in illegal salt, and then framed me for cheating in the scientific expedition, causing me to be exiled to the southwestern border. However, Dongfang Zhuo was a ruthless person, and he was afraid that I would become a threat to him when I returned, so he bribed Tang Ling, the criminal prisoner at that time, and tried to poison me to death when I was exiled. Just when I was poisoned and weakened, I met a tantric master who traveled in the Central Plains, and I was able to save my life. Back then, I wanted to kill the enemy, but when I returned to the Central Plains, I learned that my cousin He Jing, in order to avenge me, had designed Ling Dongfang Zhuo and Tang Ling to subdue the law. But my cousin He Jing has also died. I felt remorseful in my heart, so I became a monk and stationed in this vajra hell from then on. ”
Hearing this, Zi Ling and Bing Yang couldn't help but sigh.
Zi Ling comforted: "Okay, master, although your words are false and true, true and false, and you have drenched me and Bingyang into soup chickens. I hated you. But you have a bleak life, and I forgive you. ”
"Phew!" Sha Jieluo smacked Zi Ling fiercely, and waved his big hand: "I don't want you to forgive me? ”
Zi Ling glanced at his mouth, dragged Bingyang hard, turned his head and left, muttering as he walked: "Hmph, weird, cloudy and uncertain." I'm too lazy to play with you. ”
Bingyang sighed: "The master's words are unpredictable, probably because the master is annoyed in his heart, and subconsciously hopes that he is not the one who is powerless to do anything about his lover's death." ”
The snow-capped mountains and ice lakes that have been cold and lonely for thousands of years, after this gorgeous round of tossing, finally returned to calm again.
Shajuro stood by the lake, looking lonely. He looked at Zi Ling and Bing Yang, who were gradually moving away, and said abruptly: "I'd rather be Gao Yun, fat Liu San, or even lame or red-faced and bald." I only hope that I am not myself, yesterday is not yesterday, I will live up to it in the next life, and I will not regret it in the next life......"