As a disciple of the same master, Hui Zai Zen Master, the Xingfu monk and the Xingzhi monk have a good relationship, but the personalities of the two people are diametrically opposed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info is the kind of person who shows his teeth and claws, and he is introverted and low-key, and he has room for dealing with the world, not as unforgiving as the idiot.

Xing Shi looked at Zhuo Yifan's distant back, and he seemed very sympathetic, but he didn't say it like everyone did.

The expression of the fool is indescribable, as if it is not about himself.

After Zhuo Yifan left the martial arts training ground in the backyard, he put the things he was carrying in the room. The whole courtyard was still very silent, but his heart did not settle down because of this, but he felt a sense of panic all day long.

So, he turned to the obscure scriptures of the Bodhi Temple for help, trying to calm himself down. But after turning the pages a few times, it was difficult to read any further. He found that the whole book was full of pictures of his father's and mother's tragic deaths, and even the dense words turned into dark and blackened blood little by little.

Zhuo Yifan knew that it was caused by his revenge, but he was powerless, and his constant suffering. However, helplessness is helplessness, and it will not disappear automatically because you realize that it is helplessness.

Thinking about those people not far from the Bodhi Temple, he was even more furious, angry, and almost crazy.

So he didn't stay long in the scripture pavilion of Bodhi Monastery, and he escaped.

After a long day of suffering, there was still no sign of improvement.

That afternoon, when he couldn't feel at ease, but couldn't think of any good places to go, he suddenly remembered the scene of the strange cave in the back mountain.

"Maybe the fright will give me peace of mind. He said to himself, and then walked towards the mountain behind Bodhi Temple.

In winter, the wind howls in the back mountain, and the snow of the previous day is not so thick under the feet, but it still retains some remnants, and the mountain not far away is even more snow-capped.

The temperature was very low, but Zhuo Yifan didn't feel a trace of coldness, because the anger in his heart kept burning.

He slipped and slanted, walking on the ice and snow that was difficult to stand on, like an old man who was carrying a weight and could not stand upright.

When he came here before, the waist-deep weeds he saw were barren and yellow, and there was no terrifying atmosphere in the past, which made Zhuo Yifan very disappointed.

He continued on his way, through the bare woods, and a desolate cry began to sound, albeit by an unknown animal. However, Zhuo Yifan still didn't feel afraid, maybe in the face of anger, all the fear was that wisp of white smoke.

He continued on his way, and finally came to the strange cave. Standing at the entrance of the cave, there was no movement in it, and there was no lightning that had to split itself before, but it seemed very deep and quiet.

Zhuo Yifan swallowed his saliva, and his heart of fear finally began to react a little, he was very surprised, because this proved that his heart was not completely dead.

He began to grope his way forward, for there was no torch with him, and there was only a slight light inside, so he could only feel the rock wall and try forward.

In the shadows, he saw a lot of ice cubes, long upside down, like a sharp sword, hanging above his head.

At this moment, he felt as if there was a whirlpool inside, constantly spinning and calling to him. The further you look inside, the more intense the cold aura becomes, passing through the milky white ice stone, and crystal clear things can be seen everywhere. Zhuo Yifan remembered them, so he didn't feel any fear.

With the help of ice stones and ice cubes, the faint white light emitted, Zhuo Yifan saw a hideous Arhat appear in front of him, and he was frightened when he saw it for the first time, but this time there was no freshness.

Although he didn't have the fear he had before, the gravel and scum along the way were everywhere, which made it very difficult for him to move forward. He knew that it had collapsed the last time he had come in, but it was a good thing that the entire cave hadn't completely collapsed.

The further you go inside, the darker it becomes, and the stone bowl in the hand of the ice sculpture has no stone water and cannot be illuminated. Only the color of the ice sculpture can reflect a milky white halo a few feet in front of it. Other than that, there are no other bright colors.

Zhuo Yifan kept rubbing his eyes, he wanted to see the black monster last time: lion head, antlers, elk body, tiger paws, eagle claws, snake tail......

He remembered the last time it had been in the deep pool, tumbling, circling, squirting. He wanted it to scare him, to wake him up, preferably to death, and then leave the world that he no longer cherished.

He came to the sparkling deep pool, but after waiting for a long time, he did not see anything appear.

He was disappointed and frustrated.

Suddenly, he saw dozens of red lanterns on the rock wall above the deep pool, and the light kept flickering.

Zhuo Yifan rubbed his eyes and found that they were not red lanterns, but like human eyes standing side by side, just emitting a crimson light.

"What's that?" Zhuo Yifan thought.

He bent down, picked up a rock from the ground, and threw it with all his might.

"Bang Dang ......"

Two red lanterns fell, followed by a squeaky sound.

Zhuo Yifan's eyes widened, wanting to see clearly what the fallen red lantern was.

He slowly moved forward, and suddenly, his body began to tremble unconsciously, and then began to retreat.

Because he saw that the two red lanterns turned out to be two eyes, and a humanoid thing was walking towards him!

It was the size of an adult, it seemed to have two wings, its eyes were red lanterns, and it squeaked constantly.

Zhuo Yifan stepped back, although he didn't want to live anymore, but when he encountered the unknown monster, he was still instinctively afraid and afraid.

Retreating to the side of the deep pool, with the help of the surrounding ice sculptures and ice cubes, Zhuo Yifan saw the face of that thing clearly!

I saw that the thing was black, its face was full of deep folds, its mouth was protruding, revealing two fangs protruding like rat's teeth, its legs were thin, thin like small tree trunks, and its upper body was black like two wings. The wings reflected a faint white light, and the light of a red lantern, which seemed as light as a veil.

It kept flashing its red lantern, squeaking non-stop, and approaching Zhuo Yifan little by little.

With its squeak, the red lanterns on the top of the rock wall also creaked, which was very harsh.

"Rat people!"

This is Zhuo Yifan's first feeling about it, it looks too much like a mouse, but its eyes are red and it has wings.

Three or four feet away from Zhuo Yifan, it began to smile hideously, the fangs in its mouth stretched out, and it kept flapping its wings, and then the red lantern emitted a blood-like light.

Zhuo Yifan kept stumbling, and when he went backwards, he kept tripping over the stones behind him.