Wang Yucheng thought about the past and sighed. He was originally a lonely boat of duckweed, the rivers and seas were not tied, and the water waves did not flow. If it weren't for the fortunate enlightenment of Wen Zhenren, in this view, he punished the adulterous and adulterous thieves for Wen Zhenren, and he still didn't know where he was wandering, and he didn't know if he would have survived in this world.

Thinking of this, Wang Yucheng's face was full of tears, and he sobbed: "Yucheng is dead and can't report to Wen Zhenren!" After Wang Yucheng finished speaking, many gangsters around him saw Wang Yucheng in pain and wept, and for a while, he was in a mess, and suddenly a loud cry sounded, and everyone wiped a few handfuls of tears and snot in hindsight.

Li Zhiyu looked at many men crying, and he didn't know what was going on. He glanced at Zhao Qingrou, and wondered in his heart if this was to see off the two of them. Zhao Qingrou thought about this, her apricot eyes were red, and tears rolled down, which made people feel distressed. Li Zhiyu was not too worried about this situation, after all, he had made an agreement with Lao Dao first, and he would be safe. But now looking at this man who claims to be Yucheng, he has some doubts about the words of the old Taoist priest in his heart.

That Wang Yucheng looked at Zhao Qingrou and sobbed in a low voice, he was puzzled, wiped the tears still hanging from the corners of his eyes and said: "I, Wang Yucheng, can't repay Wen Zhenren's great kindness if I die, but why are you crying this doll." ”

"You want to repay your true virtue, but this girl is only fourteen years old, and she has never been to many interesting places in the world. Besides, it has been more than a few months since I came out this time, if my father and mother learn that I am dead here, they, they ......" Zhao Qingrou couldn't cry, wiped the corners of her eyes with her white fingers, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. Li Zhiyu was a little surprised when he heard Zhao Qingrou's words.

In the past, I just thought that Zhao Qingrou was carefree, and every time I saw her, she was smiling smartly, and her eyes were full of joy. But now the two of them are imprisoned in the dangerous room, the light is not allowed to enter, the wind is not allowed to enter, although there is a danger of imprisonment, but there is no need to eat. According to Zhao Qing's flexible son, Li Zhiyu only thought that she would still be very aggressive, and she didn't care about what happened.

But when it came to this execution ground, Zhao Qingrou howled and cried. The boy's heart is also bitter. Thinking back to the first time I entered this Luohu village, everyone compared the two of them to the demons, wanting to get rid of them quickly, every time I thought of it, I felt both bitter and sad in my heart. I have been wandering in a foreign land for a long time, I don't know if the old man can be returned, and I don't know if Zhao Shuli will take revenge. Thinking of Zhao Shuli, the young man was sad and looked gloomy.

After Wang Yucheng thought back on his journey, he finally came back to his senses, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, calmed down slightly, and waited until he packed up his clothes, and then said viciously to Li Zhiyu and the others: "Do you have a last word, do you need to eat a full meal?"

Li Zhiyu was happy when he heard this, although there was indeed a death penalty among the punishments, but it was different from the past. In the past, many previous dynasties carried out life and death punishments, all of which were in the late autumn season, and one was afraid of a wrongful murder case, so the local county and county needed to be approved at all levels, and it was reported to the criminal department to read the case file, and the county could only carry out this punishment after the approval was made. Second, every good day and auspicious day, the king will have an amnesty for the world, except for those who are full of evil, most of them can also escape. Since the beginning of his accession to the throne, this pilgrimage has practiced benevolent government and lightly punished prisons, and as long as the crimes committed do not touch the great evil of human nature and corrupt the great left, although there is a disaster of punishment and prison, most of them are only imprisoned and pardoned, not to mention the burning and torture that Wang Yucheng said.

Today, this man is in accordance with the decree of Wang Yucheng, and wants to punish himself for life and death, without being checked by the government, there is already a transgression, not to mention that the old Taoist who has painted yin and yang fish on the front and back clothes has promised himself that he wants to ignite a person by himself. Now that I think about it, who else is worthy of such an old man's behavior but your savior?

Thinking of the old Taoist priest with kind eyebrows, Li Zhiyu felt a little at ease, and only regarded him as the same old Taoist priest who was called "half a finger", with profound Taoism and compassion. What's more, what I saw and heard yesterday night has no eyebrows, if you want to ask whether it is true or false, but you have to find the real person here.

Li Zhiyu stood still and did not move, as if in deep thought. Wang Yucheng saw Li Zhiyu standing aside, completely ignoring himself, and was angry in his heart, but this Li Zhiyu was a person that Wen Zhenren attached great importance to. Although he wanted to beat this kid and let him have a long memory, he was afraid that he would make a mistake and make a mistake, and he Wang Yucheng could not afford such a crime. Wang Yucheng was very irritable in his heart, and kicked the door behind him hard, and actually kicked the wooden door into a hole.

Many men behind him saw that the boss was so angry, and they didn't dare to ask why, so they looked at each other.

Li Zhiyu looked at Wang Yucheng kicking the gate into a hole, and his face was surprised. Looking at the gate and comparing it carefully, he still felt that his head was not as hard as this gate, and if he provoked this Wang Yucheng to be desperate and rude to the two of them, it would not be good.

Li Zhiyu coughed lightly, pulled Zhao Qingrou's sleeve, and motioned for her to stop crying. But Zhao Qingrou didn't care about it, just tears and tears in her eyes. Li Zhiyu was helpless, and looked at Wang Yucheng, who was becoming more and more impatient in front of him, not only for fear of angering this vulgar man and giving him a beating, but also for fear of stopping Zhao Qingrou and not being able to, but making Zhao Qingrou feel disgusted with herself. Li Zhiyu was really embarrassed.

The little girl sobbed alone, stretched out her sleeve to wipe her tears and snot, and muttered about her parents, relatives and friends, and had the tendency to mention all her relatives.

Wang Yucheng listened to the little girl's chatter, and his heart was even more irritable, he had already lost his temper first, if he didn't establish Weide at this moment, then in the future, which scoundrels who coveted his high position would not dig a gutter or something for himself. The more Wang Yucheng thought about it, the more irritable he became, and scolded in his mouth: "Damn, Lao Tzu burned, killed, and plundered all kinds of evil, took the good head of the Qingtian lord, and punished the small people in the market who were full of compassion in his mouth, the living Buddha and Bodhisattva." Your little girl cries again, don't blame me Wang Yucheng for being unreasonable. After Wang Yucheng finished speaking, he walked over, and grabbed Zhao Qingrou directly with a pair of big hands of a fan.

At this time, Li Zhiyu was still two steps away from Zhao Qingrou. Li Zhiyu watched this Wang Yucheng play a trick, and actually grabbed Zhao Qingrou directly, and his heart was so urgent. The arrow stepped out, and one hand stopped in front of Zhao Qingrou, but how powerful Wang Yucheng is, Li Zhiyu's behavior is not like a grasshopper shaking a tree, and he can't measure himself!

Wang Yucheng saw the young man step forward, the corners of his mouth sneered, his arm was bent, his five fingers were together, he was clenched into a fist, and he hit the young man in front of him. Li Zhiyu looked frightened, but did not retreat.

Wang Yucheng made it an ordinary subtle kung fu used to strengthen the body, but in his hands, it also has special strength, although it is not like those martial arts masters who break ten thousand methods with one punch, but there are also some rudiments. Li Zhiyu's body did not move, but the dead horse was regarded as a live horse doctor, his teeth were clenched, and when he was about to destroy the wine smell of the sea of qi to defend against the enemy, someone behind him gently pulled the corner of his clothes.

Li Zhiyu was puzzled, there was no one else behind him, only Zhao Qingrou alone, if it was Zhao Qingrou, a subtle woman, although she was usually arrogant and domineering, but at this time, she must be panicked. Then the person who pulls himself is not the old way.

Li Zhiyu was slightly happy in his heart, now that he had been reinforced, what worries did he have. Li Zhiyu was at a loss, so he had to trip his left foot with his right foot and fall down crookedly, so that the white-clothed old man could set rules for Wang Yu. Although Li Zhiyu's heart turned a thousand times for a moment, Wang Yucheng had Wen Zhiliang to guide him in martial arts, and he was quite beneficial. What's more, most of the martial arts outside the Daomen are to overcome rigidity with softness, to fight fast with slowness, pay attention to a static braking, and benefit all things without fighting. But Wang Yucheng's fists and feet are tiger and fierce, and they are very fierce. Li Zhiyu's body has not reached the ground, and the reinforcements behind him have not yet shot, but Wang Yucheng's punch has already hit Li Zhiyu's chest.

Li Zhiyu only felt that his chest was like a hundred catties of boulders, and Wang Yucheng's punch was unparalleled. After a punch, Li Zhiyu's chest hurt sharply, and his ribs seemed to be broken. Wow, a big mouthful of bright red erupted from his mouth. Zhao Qingrou saw Li Zhiyu's body fall on her back, her expression was horrified, she stepped on the young man's face, and the girl took a step out with her strength.

Although Zhao Qingrou has never beaten anyone, her father is a general of Chu and a duke of the country. Not to mention that there are many masters around him, at least they are comparable to those sects and sects in Chu that have a history of hundreds of years. In addition, although Zhao Qingrou does not like poetry, she is very interested in martial arts. Even the swordsman in Tsing Yi, who never smiled, praised every time he saw Miss: "If Miss is a man, she will be able to rival the rivers and lakes for a hundred years." "Let's not say whether it's true or not, but this can at least confirm Zhao Qingrou's martial arts talent.

Zhao Qingrou had already taken one step, and then hurriedly took two steps, standing in front of Wang Yucheng. Wang Yucheng saw that the little girl jumped out of the back on her own, and he was overjoyed, thinking that he had just cleaned up this pair of demons and went to ask Wen Zhiliang for credit. Wang Yucheng's strength was out at this time, so he couldn't stop it, and just waited for the return of the fist to teach this rude little girl some truths.

Unexpectedly, the little girl's body jumped out, her body was not driven by the impact force at all, and she stretched out a strong kick and kicked Wang Yucheng's leg, Wang Yucheng didn't expect the girl to dare to greet her in person, and her expression was stunned. Just now, a punch has already punched out all the strength of the body, and at this moment, it is just like those Jianghu martial artists said that one qi has been exhausted, and two qi have not been born. Although Zhao Qingrou's strength was not strong, after all, when his strength was weak, Wang Yucheng's expression changed suddenly and he couldn't hide.

Wang Yucheng was kicked by Zhao Qingrou at the right time and place, the chassis was unstable, his steps staggered, and he almost fell. The little girl took advantage of Wang Yucheng's stumbling steps, and took out a silver needle from the cloth pocket around her waist, which happened to be inserted in the center of Wang Yucheng's eyebrows. Wang Yucheng suddenly felt that his eyebrows were like being stung by a bee, and he was in pain, and his body fell to the ground. The eyes of the gangsters around him widened with brilliance.

Wang Yucheng's face was ashamed and indignant, seeing everyone's eyes like this, an old face couldn't hold back. He reached out and rubbed the painful part vigorously, looked at the girl Sen Sen and sneered. After a while, the pain was relieved a little, Wang Yucheng's subordinates exerted force, and gently slapped his palms to the ground, and his body bounced up, extremely light.

"You girl, Lao Tzu used you as a doll, but you were so rude to Wang, so since you were rude to the doll first, then don't blame Wang's subordinates for being ruthless. Wang Yucheng sneered, his hands clenched into fists, but his eyes were fixed on Zhao Qingrou's hands, in case she suddenly tricked her again. Although the silver needle in her hand was not quenched, the sting on her body was like a bee sting, and it was really painful. Wang Yucheng secretly thought of a solution in his heart, and after a while, he waved his hands, and several big men behind him also stepped forward, sneering at the corners of their mouths.

Li Zhiyu looked at Wang Yucheng and his group, only to feel that it was inappropriate, even if Zhao Qingrou's body was agile, it was difficult to defeat four hands with two fists. What's more, her daughter, compared to a powerful man like Wang Yucheng, has a three-point chance of winning. At this moment, there are a few more big men in the shape of a bun, and the odds of winning are almost negligible, Li Zhiyu was anxious, and wanted to get up and help some, but Wang Yucheng's punch was really domineering, and his body was in pain at the moment, and he couldn't support himself.

At this time, Wang Yucheng had pounced again violently, Zhao Qingrou smiled slightly, stood aside and did not dodge, looked at Wang Yucheng who rushed over, and spit out the word "pour" in his mouth.

Li Zhiyu saw Zhao Qingrou say an inverted word, and Wang Yucheng was as Zhao Qingrou said, his body was paralyzed, and he fell straight down. Many splashes wanted to come out later, and suddenly saw Wang Yucheng fall straight down, looking at each other left and right, and there was two points of fear in their eyes. The poison quenched by the silver needle in the hand of this female doll is really domineering, even as strong as Wang Yucheng and can't bear it, if it is pierced on herself, life and death are unpredictable. Several people were afraid, so they naturally didn't enter, glanced around, but they didn't retreat, but they just blocked the door and Li Zhiyu and the two were deadlocked.

Let's talk about the Jingxiang Temple, wisdom sits on a futon and meditates quietly, and still recites those few words of the Prajna Heart Sutra in his mouth. After thinking about wisdom for a while, I saw that the monks in the temple walked out of the Buddhist hall and went to look outside. Wisdom was puzzled, and hurriedly called: "Huijue, Huijue, Huijue!" Seeing that no one answered for a long time, he helplessly pulled a monk and asked, "Why is this?

The monk replied: "At this moment, Wen Zhiliang, who is in a state of obscurity, is holding three pillars of incense in his hand and passing by the market, and the people around him are talking about what kind of immortal method Wen Daochang is going to perform. Later, a Taoist priest ran over and said to many donors: Daoist Wen wants to incinerate the pair of demons in the Dongfang Grain Wheat Field. As for Senior Brother Huijue, I don't know. The wise monk listened to the words, his legs weakened, and he almost sat on the ground. The monk hurriedly helped up the wise elder, which made people see that the wise Zen master who could go to the west to preach the Dharma would actually fall, but it was extremely bad.

Huijue just watched Wen Zhiliang cross the street with three pillars of dragon and phoenix incense from outside the temple at this time, and he only felt bad in his heart. If Wen Zhiliang is allowed to walk in front, not to mention that it will be difficult for Jingxiang Temple to gain the trust of the villagers in the future, and collect the incense, I am afraid that he will be driven out of the mountain gate by these Taoist priests, and turn to the three clear and four royals, so where will he go to settle down.

Huijue thought of this, and gradually felt unwilling in his heart, and he would stay up for a few more years and wait for the wise monk to return to the west, then he would be the living Buddha in this Luohu village, and the treatment of wisdom would be transferred to him. When I thought of this, the anger in my heart became more and more uneasy.

The Bodhisattva sits on the lotus platform, and I feel that I want to build a three-foot statue.

Huijue thought of this, and was even more motivated, and happened to see Wang Yucheng rushing out of the Taoist temple. Huijue rolled his eyes and thought: This Wen Lao Dao crossed the street with incense and swore to clear the demons, but the two demons had never been seen. Could it be that this Wang Yucheng and his party went to take those two demons.

Huijue was happy in his heart, half-hidden and half-hidden all the way, and saw a few people go to a deep and secluded realm outside the Taoist temple, if it weren't for Huijue's usual stealing chickens and dogs, this foot strength really couldn't catch up with Wang Yucheng. After following everyone for almost half an hour, he saw Wang Yucheng and his party walking into a hut, and Huijue turned back.

Huijue rushed all the way, sweating profusely, and seeing that there was quite a bit of muddy sewage after farming next to him, Huijue had an idea, smeared some sludge on his body, and tore off a few holes in his clothes, and then hurriedly walked back.

The wisdom of the Zen master could not support his body, and the surrounding monks saw this and hurriedly helped the master into the room to rest. The wisdom monk's eyes were slightly closed, and his breath became more and more urgent. The monks have such a situation, and the anxious groups turn around, some monks burn the fire to adjust the soup, and some monks carry baskets to collect medicine. When all the soup and herbs were ready, the monks served in front of the bed, but the wise monk ignored it, half-closed his eyes and was silent.

After a long time, someone said, "Senior Brother Huijue is back." When the wise monk heard the word Huijue, he was overjoyed, and stood up straight, his arm trembling slightly, looking at the Huijue who was covered with mud and water with many holes in his clothes.

"Huijue, where have you been? Do you know..."Wisdom still wanted to speak, looked at Huijue's eyes, and said again: "You wait and go out first, Lao Wei and Huijue still have scriptures and words." When the monks heard Master's words, they didn't dare to be disobedient, so they had to say something like "Master still needs to take care of his body and strive for more relics" and "Master take care of his body, Master is a living Buddha, if he is naturalized, sentient beings will rarely be blessed."

Wisdom listened to these words, and almost swallowed back a mouthful of old phlegm. Breathless and open-eyed, helpless body just by the blood in the brain, the vision is slightly blurred, this is not to see the face of the outer monks, when the wisdom of the eyes of the clear, the monks have already withdrawn from the meditation room.

"Huijue, why interrupt as a teacher. Elder Wisdom asked in a deep voice.

"Master, I know where those two are being held. Hui Jue replied with a smile.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate. "Wisdom and compassion, with a golden light on his body, like a living Buddha.