Lingxin looked at the void line and there was a real hatred in his eyes, and the blood spread around the black pupils, without a trace of Buddha nature, let alone a trace of kindness, and he couldn't help but feel stunned in his heart.

In front of him is his only relative, although he is the presiding abbot of Shaolin, what can he do.

Kill him?

Lingxin can't do it, this is his nephew after all.

Leave him?

The spiritual heart narrowed his eyes slightly, considering the possibility. There is a mistake in the void, although he led the team down the mountain this time and the Shaolin army was wiped out, and the sin was not small, but the Shaolin family had a great cause and a loss. In particular, the losses of the various sects and factions in the same industry are also extremely heavy, and Shaolin is not the only one. Lingxin opened his mouth as the abbot to suppress it, and it was not difficult to protect the void, at most it was just a punishment for facing the wall for a few years.

The truth is clear, but not many things in the world are reasonable.

Xuxing's hatred for Shaolin is as high as a mountain and as deep as the sea. But he has endured until now before he officially broke up, and with understanding, Lingxin knows that since he dares to come, there will definitely be a way to get out, and most importantly, Lingxin does not see the benefits of this.

There is no time in life to force it, and there will be no good results in forcing it.

Years of hatred broke out, and if he forcibly left him, he was afraid that it would be a life-and-death struggle immediately.

"That's it. That's it. Lingxin sighed, sat down cross-legged on the futon, and folded his hands: "You insist on leaving, and the old man will not force him to stay." There is only one last invitation, and I hope you can say yes. ”

"Tell me, let me listen?"

Lingxin pointed to the futon beside him and said: "I still remember that the scripture you learned when you first entered the temple was the Diamond Sutra, and it only took you three days to memorize the whole text, and your talent is peerless, your father and I are very happy, and I have secretly drunk a pot of wine to celebrate." Today you are leaving, can you recite the Diamond Sutra again and I heard it, it is with me, with your father, and finally do a game always... ”

If so, I sniff.

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The chanting sound sang softly in the meditation room all night, when the day was about to break, the monk who chanted the sutra had already come to the pavilion in the pine forest in the middle of the mountain, Dongfang Han leaned on the pavilion pillar and closed his eyes, while Gou Xiaoyun sat on the stone bench, holding a booklet in his hand and reading attentively.

"Two, the little monk is late. ”

"It's really late. Dongfang Han opened his eyes and glanced at it, then closed his eyes again: "Lingxin, that old monk is embarrassed by you?"

"No, I just let the little monk chant the Diamond Sutra all night. Xuxing shook his head, and then turned his head to look at Gou Xiaoyun: "Why does the second gear head look at the little monk with such eyes, but what dust has fallen on the little monk's face?"

Gou Xiaoyun looked down at the booklet in his hand, as if he was confirming something, and then raised his head again: "It's amazing, it's really amazing." ”

"The little monk doesn't understand, and he asks the second head to speak clearly. ”

"Killing people is not a skill, killing a father is really capable. At this point, you are much better than Lao Tzu. Gou Xiaoyun raised his thumb and gestured: "Just for a woman?"

"It's two women, two women who are the most important to the little monk. Xuxing shook his head, and changed the conversation without a trace: "Two stalls, the matter of Shaolin is over, thank you for accompanying you." Now are we going back to Beijing to meet the Governor?"

"No hurry, no hurry. Gou Xiaoyun smiled and stuffed the booklet in his hand into his arms at random: "You can be regarded as having some ability, if you want to enter the East Factory, I and Dongfang will naturally be the master." However, if you want to enter the eyes of the Overseer, it is not a matter of our mouths touching each other, we have to have a name. ”

"Vote for the name?" was a little puzzled.

Gou Xiaoyun shook his head and said with a smile: "It's just killing? What, won't it?"

"Not really. Xuxing smiled: "It's just that I didn't expect the famous Dongchang to have the same rules as those copycat bandits, just kill one casually?"

"What do you say?" Gou Xiaoyun rolled his eyes.

"Don't make a fuss, I'll tell you. Dongfang Han coughed lightly and said: "King Yan of Beiping has been fierce in recent years, and his disobedience is well known, and it is not a matter of time before he rebels. But the court needs time, and the overseer needs time. There are too many things involved in this, so don't ask too much, and we won't understand if you ask. All you need to know is that the Overseer needs you to go to Peking to do something. ”

"What?"

"Find someone. ”

"Looking for whom?"

"The owner of the Yanyu Building, Mrs. Xu. ”

"He?" Xuxing's eyes froze, as if he remembered some past: "It turns out that Yanyulou was really taken over by the Overseer. ”

"Go to the largest inn in Peking and stay, and Mrs. Xu will contact you. ”

"And after that?"

"Mrs. Xu will talk to you in detail about the rest of the matter, just listen to his arrangement. ”

"Understood. ”

Peiping

The former Nangong Caiyun, and now Mrs. Xu, lurked in a filthy stinky ditch, with a rag on her head, buried in the water from the nose down, hiding in the shadows, motionless. Several sword sores on his body were infested with severe pain from the sewage. He gritted his teeth, not even daring to make a painful expression, for fear of attracting the attention of the soldiers patrolling the shore.

"Probably not here, right?"

"Probably not. ”

"You guys, look down this stinking ditch. A few of you go up. I'll do the rest with me, and I'll search from house to house!"

"Yes!"

After the sound of footsteps, the place was quiet again. Nangong Caiyun didn't move, because the footsteps hadn't gone far yet. After a long time, when Nangong Caiyun felt that he had reached the limit of consciousness, he walked ashore with a foul smell.

He didn't come to Beiping alone, with the resources of Yanyulou, he secretly transferred nearly 100 killers from Beiping to come together. thought that Beiping would inevitably be turned upside down, but the result was that he was now in danger of surviving.

In the final analysis, Nangong Caiyun has never been a killer and does not understand the importance of darkness for killers.

Killers are different from other professions, they can only be hidden by themselves, extreme self-possession and all-encompassing means can bring their combat power to the extreme, and the number of people can only cause negative restrictions, which will not help to achieve the goal in the slightest.

Today is the thirty-fourth day of Nangong Caiyun's entry into Beiping, and after a month of hard work, he was forced to a dead end, and the killers brought by him should be dead if there is no accident.

Up to now, Nangong Caiyun has to admit that many times it is not a strong martial art that is not very useful, wisdom and strategy are the top priority.

Fortunately, the help Xu Ruyi sent to him should be almost there, all he has to do is to live, at least until the day he comes.