At this time, there are two lights in the Thousand Buddha Temple, one is the yarn lamp held by Lijiang Baosheng, and the other is the Buddha Hall.

In the Buddhist hall, the chanting sound has stopped, and only a very rhythmic sound is heard, "Bang", "Bang", "Bang", which is calmer than the faint sound of beasts, and can penetrate the ears more than the noisy sound of summer insects.

Under the shadow of the lamp outside the Buddha hall, a man in black flashed, behind his hands, a pair of sharp eyes scanned the surroundings, "Goo-" The man in black flew a stone to the place where the sound came from, and the grunt had not stopped. The wind sounded, the man in black walked faster, occasionally a black shadow approached, the black one reached out to grab it, but saw that it was a fallen leaf, and there were a few black shadows, the black shadow man jumped up, shot faster, and pinched the black shadows in his hands one by one, all of them were leaves.

When the man in black fell, the left bow and the right arrow, the arms of the eagle spread out like wings, the last leaf slowly fell on the right palm, the man in black turned his eyes to the Buddha hall, the Buddha hall was brightly lit, only one person chanted in front of the Buddha.

The man in black walked in quickly, clapped his hands and smiled, "Repent of your injustices in front of the Buddha?"

The master of confusion suddenly opened his eyes, the sound of the wooden fish stopped abruptly, and the wooden mallet in his right hand hung in the air, and then closed his eyes, and the wooden mallet still resumed its rhythm, "It's already fate, why do you need to kill again?"

"Hahahaha!" The man in black raised his head and laughed, his eyes looked at the master of confusion like a sword, "Old monk, when the monk of Qinglong Temple dies in your Thousand Buddha Temple, I think you can still sit so firmly?"

The frequency of the master of confusion knocked on the wooden fish faster, and the scriptures were read faster and faster, and suddenly, the wooden fish on his right hand suddenly cracked, and the chanting suddenly stopped, "Amitabha!

The man in black said, "Shen Tao, the gentleman of the hundred swords, I think you should have heard of this person! Even Bao Ming back then couldn't get a bargain in his hands, let alone these two fledgling boys!"

The master of confusion sighed, his face was ashamed, "Let's go", the wooden fish in his hand turned into pieces, "Your Excellency has said what you want to say, can you leave?"

The man in black snorted, turned and walked out.

"What do you mean, where the hell are the people?" Li Jiang held the yarn lantern.

Li Jiang was dizzy about what Baosheng said, but Baosheng insisted that the two were related, so he endured listening to it.

Bao Sheng said with a smile, "Cold is cold, it's not something else, the cold that Li Jiang Shaoxia just said is a feeling of the body for the surroundings, this feeling is called cold, but this feeling is not cold, cold is just a word, it has no meaning, it is equivalent to a symbol, but the word 'cold' can represent that feeling! This feeling is generated by the body, and it is felt because of the heart!"

"Where are the people?"

Baosheng said, "Cold is born from the heart, cold is born from the heart, the person Shaoxia is looking for is in the heart!"

"Ventricles?" Li Jiang was even more confused, "Where are the ventricles?"

"The human heart cannot be seen from the outside, so the heart chamber is ...... in the Thousand Buddha Temple."

"Where?" Li Jiang didn't speak when he saw Baosheng say Thousand Buddha Temple, he was anxious, but when he met a Baosheng monk, he was a chronic son, if it wasn't for the fact that Baosheng Monk already knew, and it was already approaching the child, he would have grabbed Baosheng and flattened it painfully.

"Li Jiang Shaoxia, this place is under the four great Vajra Buddha halls of the Thousand Buddha Temple. It's just that this matter has a great relationship with the Thousand Buddha Temple, and the little monk still ...... the same "Monk Baosheng only felt that it was dark in front of him, where was there anyone, "Li Jiang Shaoxia!"

There was a muffled "bang", followed by a "bang".

One woman said, "What about this monk?"

The voice of the man in black sounded, "This person is still useful, wait for the end of the matter over there!"

"The master is wise!"

Li Jiang held the yarn lamp in his hand, walked to the four King Kong Buddha halls, and saw that the lamp oil was burned out, the door of the Buddha hall was closed, and there was no light around. At this time, Li Jiang heard a whistle behind him, Li Jiang dropped the scabbard with his left hand at the same time, his left hand had pulled out the plum blossom sword, saying that it was too late and that was fast, Li Jiang waved his sword and turned around, and the long sword slashed behind him, but there was no one in sight, only the sound of the wind was heard, and the light in his palm was suddenly blown out.

Li Jiang was about to settle down, but he heard the sound of a person approaching, and was about to swing his sword to cut off, at this time, there was a whistling sound from three or five directions at the same time, and when the sound was high, it looked like an ape but not an ape, like a bear but not a bear.

When the voice is low, it looks like a woman sobbing, and it looks like someone is playing the harp.

There's someone behind you!

Li Jiang swung his sword and was about to stab it, but found that the man had already walked to the front, and at the same time, his wrist seemed to be subjected to a force, the more he wanted to resist, the sword Yu in his hand did not obey the call.

Li Jiang suddenly let go of his hand and exerted his strength violently, but found that the person was stronger than himself, and while exerting his strength, he didn't want to cut down nothing in his hand, as if there was nothing!

Li Jiang closed his eyes, feeling that there were more and more people around him, as if they were all coming to kill him.

As if he couldn't hear these sounds, Li Jiang slowly threw them into the yarn lamp that had long been extinguished, but he couldn't hear the sound.

Only the cries of insects were heard, and the wails of wild beasts could be heard in the distance.

Li Jiang gradually felt that his body was getting colder and colder, and rubbed the arm holding the sword with his other hand, but the heat generated by this friction disappeared very quickly, even colder than before, suddenly, a warm hand gently grabbed him, and a soft body was attached to him, and said charmingly, "Li Jiang Shaoxia!

Is it a snow shadow?

No, no, no!

How did Snow Shadow suddenly appear here?

"Li Jiang, what are you here for?"

Li Jiang tried his best to forget this voice, but this voice seemed to have a kind of magic, repeating a sentence, "Li Jiang, what are you here for?" It was very gentle at first, but gradually became noisy, and the whole body, every drop of blood, every inch of bone, seemed to repeat this sentence.

"What does it have to do with you?"

"Brother Li Jiang, save me! Brother Li Jiang save me!"

Oriental Junlan?

What's going on?

"I'm Snow Shadow, don't you like me, why didn't you come to save me, why didn't you even say a word when I left?"

"Brother Li Jiang, people will be very well-behaved! Brother Li Jiang helps. ”

"Li Jiang! Why did you come to kill me? I have no grievances with you!"

At this time, there was a man's scream, and at the same time, the power that suppressed him around Li Jiangjue disappeared, and a hand pressed on his shoulder, Li Jiang waved his sword without hesitation, and snorted.

But I heard the man say, "It's me!"