Flying eaves and arches, under the rising sun, the colorful glazed tiles seem to be blessed by the gods and Buddhas to radiate brilliant brilliance.

There are many statues less than three feet on the ridge of the roof, and it can be vaguely seen that they are obviously the appearance of Qin Qiong, Jingde and some birds and beasts, but the rafters are carved into the shape of a dragon's head.

This is the most famous Erlang Temple recently.

At this moment, it was time to offer incense, and the crowds around them were crowded, rubbing shoulders with each other, and they came here with great piousness, with confusion about their future, trying to ask the high god for a little hope.

Inside, the smoke and clouds were filled, and the candles were bright, and even the bronze tripod used for worship was filled with incense and candles, as if there was no time to burn out.

Throwing a few coins to the abbot, Xiaolongnu took the incense and candles that had been prepared for a long time, and she looked at the majestic Erlang God who stood on the temple, so she found a futon and knelt down.

"Erlang God, didn't you split the mountain to save your mother and move the heavens with righteousness? In that case, then go and greet my parents instead of me. After all, their favorite son is gone, and they will definitely be sad. And Dad seems to have some eyes and ears, so he can't stay up all night playing mahjong, and the most important thing is that he must quit smoking and can't smoke anymore. By the way, and Mom. Mom, she has a bad stomach, she can't eat spicy and irritating things, and her back is not very good on weekdays, so pay attention to it when you rest. ”

On the futon, the little dragon girl worshiped according to the etiquette of kneeling and bowing, with some sadness in her mouth, recalling the tiredness of her parents who came home by chance to go home, and immediately felt sad, especially thinking of the stupid things that she did with her temper, and she felt really ashamed of being a son of man.

If she had turned around in time, maybe she would have changed her face today.

"It's just that I really don't have a chance to be filial by your side. Every time she knocked on her head with a deep apology, the little dragon girl stood up, and the corners of her eyes were cold, and she wiped her hand only to find that her tears had already been wet with crystal tears.

"I hope you can live safely in the other world. ”

After one last glance at the clay fetal god statue, the little dragon girl turned away and moved forward.

Now that the past is in the past, let me live well in this world. As for the dust of the game, or the heroes of the world, it all depends on your own ideas.

Just one thing, extremely important!

That is, she will never give up her martial arts and become a weak woman who can be slaughtered by others.

After walking a few steps, the little dragon girl remembered Master Huiming who was worried about herself in the Zhenze Palace, and smiled unconsciously: "Alas. Anyway, don't I have a lot of people here who love me? For example, the master and the junior sister, aren't they also my relatives?"

"Chase after them, don't be run away by them!"

There was a shout, the leaves shook in the distance, and a burst of birds flew in shock.

The little dragon girl was immediately startled, and secretly thought: "What's the matter? Could this be the so-called vendetta in the rivers and lakes?"

I heard a noisy and chaotic sound dozens of kilometers away, the metal sound of swords and axes clashing against each other, the angry shouts of grief and denunciation, the sound of arrows being fired at the clenching of bowstrings, and the staggered sound of horses' hooves, and I had no idea what was happening.

“****。 You actually called?"

The sound got closer and closer, and the little dragon girl immediately jumped forward, just imprisoning a maple tree next to her, and the young figure immediately disappeared into the layers of leaves, carefully observing the scene in the distance.

"Click......

The voice was thick, but a few war horses fled quickly, and the person sitting on the horse, Xiaolongnu happened to know, it was Xiao Yi's wife and daughter who had a table with him in Dexing Building today, but for some reason he did not appear at this time, so that these three weak women were killed here.

Of course, in addition to these three women, there were also several guards beside them, wearing leather armor, holding bows and arrows and broadswords in their hands, and looking into the distance with fearful faces, as if there was something fearful in the distance.

At this moment, several iron rings about the thickness of a wrist suddenly flew out from the side, and the speed was extremely fast, just enough to shatter the ankles of the war horse with the mother and daughter. The master suddenly couldn't stop the war horse, and the whole fell to the ground, but fortunately, the guards next to him were agile and saved a few people in time, otherwise they would have crashed to the ground with the war horse and turned into a hellish ghost.

"Several donors. Since meeting today is fate, why don't you let these female donors escape into the empty door with the poor monks?"

Sanskrit sound is broad, and the moment is clear and empty, from a distance a person walked out slowly, holding a prayer wheel in his hand, chanting Buddhist scriptures in his mouth Looking at a few people here said. And beside him, there were two people, but one of them sneered, and only grabbed the thick palm in the air, and caught the iron ring that spun back.

Obviously, it was these three people who attacked Xiao's wife and daughter before.

"Damn, this guy is shameless enough. It's obviously a lustful heart, but why do you say that you have escaped into the empty door? Do you really think that others are fools?"

It was extremely clear, and when the little dragon girl heard the bald donkey say this, she immediately cursed secretly in her heart.

Sure enough, the guard who saved the Xiao family's mother and daughter immediately shouted angrily: "Hmph! rashly attacking the women and children of the government, do you know that this is a capital crime for the nine clans to be wiped out?"

"The poor monk Yang Lian Zhenjia is not hindered by the mundane world. It's just that I have a fate today, and I want to let those three enter my Buddha Gate. ”

That Yang Lian Zhenjia was really good, even though he was threatened by the other party, he was still calm, and he was not in a hurry.

The guard remembered the brothers who had been killed by this person while talking and laughing, so he naturally wouldn't easily believe this person's words, and immediately clenched his sword and said: "Zhao has received the grace of the country, how can you, a dirty and despicable person, get involved in the master's mother?" ”

"Alas. As the saying goes, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Why don't you let the poor monk go over for you?"

Yang Lian Zhenjia just smiled, shook the prayer wheel gently, and sang Sanskrit in his mouth.

The guard was already seriously injured and confused, but now he was even more angry, and he was immediately taken advantage of by this Sanskrit sound, only to feel that his head was swollen, and his eyes were also confused, and he couldn't grasp the other party's figure at all. If it weren't for his profound skills, I was afraid that under the sound of this Buddha, he would directly become a madman.

As for the few people in the distance, they lay on the ground wailing and groaning.

Even the three mothers and daughters of the Xiao family were struggling and wailing bitterly.

"Didn't you say that? My Buddha is compassionate. If you take refuge in my Buddha as soon as possible, why should you be bothered by this mundane thing?" Yang Lian Zhenjia smiled, his face was full of love, but his eyes were indifferent, and he immediately motioned to the guy with a Zen staff next to him to step forward, and raised the Zen staff high and was about to completely destroy this Zhao guard.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Suddenly, a desolate and mighty voice suddenly sounded.

The guard immediately woke up, and just in time to see the man who raised the staff with a sluggish face, as if he was surprised by the changes around him, he ignored what was going on, and immediately held the big knife across his chest, and resisted the staff that was enough to break his head.

A few people in the distance also woke up, listening to the sound of black noise, Gu was grateful, and looked around.

It's a pity that there is no one around, and it is obvious that the master does not like to show his face.

Yang Lian Zhenjia was immediately surprised, and unconsciously expanded his voice again, and the Sanskrit sound became higher and higher in an attempt to suppress the horn sound, but the horn sound was high and low without a rhythm, which was useless at all except for making people feel unpleasant to hear, but it was precisely because of this that it was stuck in the Sanskrit sound rhythm every time, making the trick of confusing the mind completely ineffective.

Seeing that he couldn't match, Yang Lian Zhenjia immediately said: "I don't know if that master will make another move?

"Demigods, half-saints and half-immortals, all Confucianism and all Taoism are all sages, there are thousands of real books in the brain, and half of the sky is mastered!

Pretending to be a carefree hermit with a rough voice, the little dragon girl immediately became happy in her heart: "Anyway, there is no way that you really exist here, so why don't you let me borrow it and fool these guys." ”

"Why haven't I heard of it? Is there any great master in the Southern Dynasty?"

Yang Lian Zhenjia secretly said in his heart, but when he remembered that his Sanskrit voice was completely suppressed by the other party before, he couldn't help but feel a little scared.

His holy sound Sanskrit chanting is extremely good, if it is put into operation, ordinary people within dozens of zhang will immediately feel miserable, and even the martial artists who practice will be pulled by the true qi, and they will not be able to move because of the retrograde blood qi, even in the face of martial artists of the same level.

Since he cultivated Cheng Gong, there is no possibility of a single mistake.

And that person can fight back under his own Sanskrit chanting, and even break its rhythm in one fell swoop, I am afraid that even his own master may not have such a skill.

Yang Lian Zhenjia was even more nervous thinking about these things, as if he had already regarded this so-called Su Zhen as a strong person who surpassed himself, and couldn't help but open his mouth and said, "Since Your Excellency has arrived here, why don't you show up yet?"

"Show up?" if your master were here, I might have some thoughts, but you, tsk ......," the words were full of disdain.

Xiaolongnu is not stupid, naturally she will not show up according to the other party's request, after all, she is petite and shallow, and she can't beat anyone alone, how can she show up and fight with the other party?

As for why she was able to maintain her mind under the holy sound Sanskrit chanting, it was just through the body refining method passed down by her grandmother.

After all, this body refining method is extremely unique, and it has a very strong effect when the mind is at ease, and even if the true yuan is attracted by it, it can be refined by just running the method.

Moreover, the little dragon girl is deaf and clear-sighted, even if she doesn't know the law of music, she can hear the bias in it, so she only needs to play the horns to disturb the rhythm of the other party when she is confused.