Chapter 281: I See How Charming the Green Mountains Are (Part II)

In the breeze.

Wang Ping'an stared at the woman in red not far away, and an inexplicable resentment rose in his heart.

This is a seductive woman, she is like a blazing flame in the night sky, which will attract the hearts of the men around her, and they can't help but come close to her.

This is also a person who is born unapproachable, she is too beautiful, so beautiful that people are ashamed of themselves, so beautiful that they feel inferior.

Only when you are really close to her and feel the peerless temperament can you realize that feeling.

She is a woman on high and a fairy in the sky, and there is no man in this world who is worthy of her.

Wang Ping'an has unconsciously regarded Lin Xi as his belief and as a lifelong guardian.

He would rather stay by her side for the rest of his life, just looking at her, and that's enough.

He doesn't ask for fame, he doesn't ask for shares, as long as he silently protects each other for a lifetime.

Wang Ping'an felt that he was not worthy of being with Lin Xi, and thought that a layman like himself would only tarnish the beauty of the other party.

But just now, Lin Xi smiled lightly at the little monk, and even made teasing words, which made him crazy with jealousy, made him feel extremely angry, and made him have the psychology of erasing everything.

The monk was full of confusion, and his heart and eyes were full of Lin Xi's smile just now.

He gradually lost his mind, reminiscing about the past, remembering the past he did not want to think about.

The world thinks that he has escaped into the empty door and has never been to the rivers and lakes. This is the first time to come out of the world, but in fact, this is not the case.

He has been to the rivers and lakes a long time ago, and he has also left a thick brush and ink on this splendid rivers and lakes.

The monk is a Buddhist disciple during the day, and he is a disciple of the Buddha who does not stir up dust, but at night, he is a powerful ghost who asks for his life, and he is a demon who kills people without blinking.

"Killing is to protect life, cutting karma is not killing people!"

Every late at night, he would walk down the mountain gate and into the billowing red dust.

He kills, he has killed many people, but they are all notorious villains.

The only people in the world who knew about this were his master and himself, and everyone else thought that he was a stupid monk who swept the floor and feared the lives of ants, and thought that he would only meditate and chant scriptures.

The reason why he hid it from others was because he knew that people in the world could not tolerate this matter, and people in Buddhism could not listen to it.

Is it merciful to kill a person in order to prevent that person from killing ten people?

Isn't it compassion to cut off the root of the other person's sinful karma before they have created their negative karma?

After slaughtering more than 300 people that day, he lay in a pool of cold and pungent blood, looking up at the quiet starry sky.

He lay on his back in a pool of blood, looking at the sky, and a dazzling light streaked across the sky.

The light of a meteor may be short, but nothing else in the night sky is brighter and more brilliant than it.

It was a sword light, a sword light that stabbed from a hundred miles away.

The sword light roared in, shocking his mind and replacing everything in front of him.

In an instant, he heard a voice, one of hubris and conceit.

"You've killed so many people, is every one of them a wicked person?"

"You killed someone, and really never killed a good person by mistake?"

"If the other party has already changed, you will kill him too?"

He didn't reply, the way was different, they didn't conspire with each other, and no matter what others said, they couldn't change his mind.

He even felt that this was just an obstacle in his way, and that he just had to cross it.

As long as he defeats the other party, he will return to the life of not seeing the light of day, year after year, day after day, becoming a demon feared by everyone, and bringing justice and peace to the world in his own way.

Although the world said that the national teacher was a last resort, and that his magic sound workshop could judge the world unfairly, as a result, his notoriety was forcibly imposed on a swordsman named Li Qinglian.

He felt that the national teacher was ridiculous, that the world was ridiculous, and that Li Qinglian was ridiculous.

But the moment the sword light pierced the sky and came to him, he couldn't set off a monstrous wave in his heart.

He lost, lost miserably, and doubted whether his martial arts were the second in Buddhism.

The other party almost killed him with only one move, and he didn't even see the face of that person.

If it weren't for the Buddha's secret hand on him, he would definitely die.

The Buddha sent someone to bring him back to the sect, and it took three days and three nights to save his life, but it was a pity that the earth-shattering martial arts were wasted.

At that time, instead of feeling decadent, he did not feel confused, but was a little happy, so he went to ask the Buddha: "Master, is it right or wrong that the disciples have killed so many people?"

The Buddha smiled, and he said softly: "The wind, the four seasons are changeable, there is a strong blow and a light blow. There is a way where people go and people come, and the wind falls and the wind rises. ”

"Clouds, covering the sky and closing the sun, calling for wind and rain, are changing. Cause arises, cause flies, comes with the wind, and passes away with the wind. After all, it comes and goes empty, like the wind and clouds, without a trace. ”

I couldn't listen to the words of the Buddha, the confusion in my eyes deepened, and there were more doubts in my heart.

He bowed down and bowed, and said in a deep voice: "I don't understand!"

The Buddha put away his smile, he pointed to the monk, and said loudly: "If someone asks me this question, I will tell him like this, whether I understand or not is his business, and it has nothing to do with me." ”

"But you are my apprentice, the next Buddha of Buddhism, and the future leader of the temples in the world, you must know this truth!"

"There is no wrong or too much in this world, only strong and stronger, if you are strong enough, you are not wrong!"

You must not see the domineering from the Buddha, see the arrogance, and completely lose the compassionate appearance of the past.

"If you're strong enough, you can kill the people who point fingers at you, and then who will say you're wrong?"

After leaving these words, the Buddha floated away, leaving only one alone.

The words of the Buddha have been echoing in the empty hall, and if the rest of the Buddha listens to it, they will definitely reprimand the Buddha.

Later, he learned that it was the Buddha who misled the world and pressed the guilt of killing on Li Qinglian.

Although he was unconvinced, unwilling in his heart, and felt humiliated, he was helpless.

Until that day, I didn't realize that the so-called Buddha, the so-called Zen, was nothing more than the wishful thinking of the world.

He stayed in the Buddha Gate for a long time, and after his martial arts recovered, he received the Buddha's order to go down the mountain and leave the place that made him uncomfortable.

I thought that this life would be like this, and he would become a hypocritical person like his master Buddha.

But today, he can't see the woman in red in front of him smiling lightly, he really feels that he is still alive, feels that he has lived, and has found the meaning of life.

I must not feel that I have come out of the confusion of life.

He looked back at the sunset, his handsome face was illuminated with brilliance, and his kind and holy aura was enough to make ninety percent of the women in the world move his heart.

I can't look at my own shadow, look at the crooked reflection, inadvertently think of the smile that overwhelmed the country and the city before, recall the unforgettable smile, and the whole person laughed softly.

Even if it is a thousand years of wind and moon, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, it is not as good as a little cinnabar between her eyebrows.

Lin Xi......

Good name......

I prayed in front of the Buddha for thirteen years, and I got this period of dust.

He couldn't turn around slowly, and looked at Lin Xi with great reverence, just like when he first asked for Buddha.

The other side.

Jun Moxiao's eyes were slightly condensed, his throat was a little dry, and he felt uncomfortable.

The monk stared at Lin Xi directly, that kind of hot eyes made him feel very uncomfortable, and he even had an urge to make a move on the two men around him.

The misty world, the vast sea of people, and you meet, fortunately!

He also looked at Lin Xi, with endless obsession in his eyes.

Meantime.

It became ......

Lin Xi looked at the appearance of these people, raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a thick mockery hidden in his eyes.

In front of me, who in the world dares to call it ruthless, and who dares to speak indifferently?

It's just a rabble, jumping clowns......

If you knew my true identity, would you kill yourself immediately?

There was a strange glint in her eyes, the corners of her mouth raised, and she looked at the three people around her with a smile.

Heaven does not give birth to me Lin Daxian, and love is like a long night.

Maybe even she didn't realize that in order to achieve her goal, she did whatever it took to achieve her goal, and even the final limit was broken by herself.

At this moment, watching others lose their minds and dejected, they are even more triumphant and full of joy.

......

The people of Guanghan City looked at each other, and in their eyes, these four strange people stood in the cold wind for a long time, without saying a word, without making a single movement, as if they were frozen.

The few of them stood motionless, standing together, no matter from which angle they looked at it, it was a picture that was enough to be famous through the ages.

The twilight was dim, and the remnant sun was like blood.

The flawless clouds are topped with a bright red sunset, which looks brilliant and gorgeous.

The sunset shone slanting from the sky, making everything on the ground a layer of rose gold.

Lin Xi was dressed in a red robe, standing under the hazy sunset, exuding peerless elegance, and his body was full of charm that was enough to shock the whole world.

The people around him all had their hearts beating faster, their breathing shortened, and their faces turned red instantly.

"Like a beautiful flower, like a flowing year......"

A beautiful young woman with a beautiful face was full of emotion, she looked up and sighed, sighing: "This face and this face should only be ...... in the sky"

"Although she never looked at me, she provoked me, made me lose love, lost my heart, and made me not like myself......" A middle-aged man looked melancholy, with a little helplessness in his eyes.

"I wish the passing wind could tell her that she is the person I want to meet the most, and she will never repent!" a young man leaned against the side of the street, clutching his chest.

"Huh!"

Lin Xi saw everyone's expressions in her eyes, and she smiled softly.

The fish in the water are all online......

Now it's time to close the net......

Her eyes were full of sarcasm, and she thought everyone was ridiculous.

But her person was still like a fairy, not showing any inappropriateness, still standing in the sunset with a hint of weakness.

The breeze is blowing, and the robes are fluttering.

is a peerless beauty who captivates the country and the city and teaches everyone to be drunk.

"I see how charming Qingshan is, I expect Qingshan to see me like this!"

Lin Xi looked around, making sure that everyone hiding around was aware of his gaze.

She smiled lightly, like a young girl who had just fallen in love and confided her heart to the person she loved, with a hint of shyness on her face.