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Who sees the same way as Buddhas and ghosts?

The Arhat of Western Bliss, if he wants to calculate the back account of Wei Tuo, Bai Wuchang can only wait hard.

Fortunately, there is also a lightning bolt in front of it.

The monk smiled at impermanence, turned around and looked at the dragon again, and only looked at the cold and beautiful woman completely.

"The people of the Buddhist family will always say a word about things that cannot be said, and the Buddha says, you can't say it. ”

Using the root of the pu fan and scratching his neck, the monk winked at Xiaodian: "But you doll, you look too good-looking, let me tell you, the Buddha will not blame." ”

When a woman is praised, she is always overjoyed, and the iceberg beauty who is quiet will also blush slightly.

Seeing Xiaodian lowering his eyebrows, the monk smiled even more happily, almost drunk.

"Little mouse and your underworld, there are still a few episodes of cause and effect, kill her, and there will be no excitement to see. ”

The monk does not get rid of the demon, it turns out that there is a follow-up.

He can see through the future, and he must not be a monk.

After hearing the reason, Xiao Dian asked coldly, "Who are you?"

Proudly asked, the monk laughed, shook the fan almost apart, wiped off his nose, and replied with his chest straight: "This Zen master is on the shore of the West Lake, a great monk in the Lingyin Temple, the Dharma name is Daoji, have you heard of the little beauty?"

West Lake Lingyin Temple, Daoji?

Isn't it famous?

"I haven't heard of it. Eddy was unmoved.

"Have you ever heard of Jigong, who is known to the world?" the monk did not shake the fan, a little anxious.

"I haven't heard of it. ”

"I don't believe it!" The monk inserted the pu fan into his collar, spit it into his hand, wiped his black face, and asked seriously: "Western Bliss, the Dragon Descending Venerable of the Great Lei Yin Temple of Lingshan, have you always heard of it?"

"Yes. ”

The monk breathed a sigh of relief, and finally regained some face.

"Descending the dragon is one of the eighteen useless ones who have been beaten by the golden-winged roc. ”

Eighteen useless?

Blushing by the dragon's words, the monk lowered his head weakly, and sighed: "It's better not to ask." ”

After sighing, he turned his head and asked Bai Wuchang: "Are the people below you all chatting like this?"

"There were only two, and one was met by the master. Bai Wuchang accompanied the monk with a wry smile and laughed at himself for him: "The master's luck is really good." ”

In Xiaodian, who lost face, but wanted to find it back here in Bai Wuchang, the monk raised his head and said in a straight voice: "I have sent the little beauty, it's time for the two of us to talk about Wei Tuo." ”

Sent?

Was he embarrassed to use that word?

The one who should come can't dodge, Bai Wuchang can only bite the bullet and continue.

For fear of what happened, he first asked Xiaodian for help: "Miss Dian, the master wants to settle old accounts with me, but once he can't figure it out, I'm afraid he will kill me." After I die, I beg Miss Dian to take my body back ......"

"Why regret being buried in the beautiful scenery of West Lake?"

I didn't want to listen to him, and the lightning stepped on the snow in the sky, hidden in the night.

"You took the little beauty away with a word. The monk's eyes were full of admiration: "This trick is really ingenious." ”

Looking at the whereabouts of Xiaodian's stealth, he looked at the monk with a wry smile, and was really helpless: "Where do I want to get rid of her? I really want to keep her by my side to save my life, but you will all be wrong, which sentence did I say wrong?"

When thunder and lightning resounded in the night sky of West Lake, the torrential rain was drenched.

The boat ripples on the lightless lake waves, a little dangerous.

The filigree rain was a little afraid, so Mei Chuanfu took out the coat from the dark warehouse of the small boat and surrounded her.

The evil wind and waves are rolling, and the West Lake is rolling.

The waves as high as the mountains, like tens of thousands of wild beasts, rushed to the boat.

He paddled and turned the bow of the boat.

Independent stern to meet the wind and waves.

It was so dark that the filigree rain couldn't see clearly.

I only know that he is alone in the stern of the ship, and he has to block the power of heaven with the strength of one person.

The sound of the waves rumbled, like bursts of rolling thunder.

I didn't expect to be free, but I had to die in this water.

When she wanted to cry without tears, Siyu smiled softly.

Death is death, I'll go and accompany him.

Dizzy from being rocked by the boat, Siyu just stood up and almost fell into the water.

"Don't come here!"

The Plum boatman shouted.

The roar broke the sky.

A humble gentleman, at this time, he is more like a mighty general.

A man who knows how to protect a woman is a real man, even if he faces life and death.

Yes, life and death, but that's it, only when the waves come.

Filigree Yu was reluctant to close his eyes, wanting to see the West Lake at night.

Night West Lake, my grave, isn't it?

I also want to see the plum boatman, the man who died with me.

Perhaps the surface of the poor, invisible lake suddenly struck with lightning.

For a moment, the eyes are bright.

The single pulp soared into the sky, and the plum boatman resisted the huge waves.

Could it be that I am dazzled?

It's impossible!

However, the waves like beasts of prey have been condensed into frost by him.

Like the snow-capped mountains on the autumn waves of West Lake.

That's it, turning the danger into a disaster?

The lightning flashed and disappeared, and the eyes pierced by the light were even more insightless under the dark clouds.

Siyu couldn't breathe anymore, trembling her lips, and squeezed out a pitiful voice: "You, who are you?"

The danger is gone, and the torrential rain hits the lake, melting the icy waves and snowy mountains.

As long as there is the sound of rain, the sky and the earth will be surprisingly quiet.

It's suffocating, and you can hear the sound of your heartbeat when you're quiet.

Mei Chuanfu didn't reply, which made Siyu even more terrifying.

Is he a demon?

Is he a ghost?

She just wanted to get out of here and get out of this boat. Tightly grasping the collar of the coat, he hurriedly urged: "I want to go back to the big boat." ”

Regardless of whether he is a demon or a ghost, he finally listened to Siyu's words.

Gently answer the silk rain and say good, the single slurry enters the water, and rocks towards the flower boat.

He is not in a hurry, he paints like a gentleman.

Listen to the rain on the West Lake and enjoy the night breeze.

Except for the filigree rain, the heart is still beating like a rabbit, as if nothing has happened.

The waves gently undulated, the boat turned around several times, and the shipbuilding was already in sight.

I thought that when I saw the shipbuilding, my heart would be at peace, but it made Siyu feel even more thrilling.

Not long ago, only half of the big ship was left.

The bow of the ship tilted and sank, but the embers were still burning.

What about Miss?

Miss!

Although the master and servant are different, how can they not make people anxious when they get acquainted?

Siyu lay on the bow of the boat, his arms reached into the water, and rowed desperately towards the big boat.

I couldn't bear to look at Siyu and was anxious, and the plum boatman went even further, and the boat broke the waves like flying.

There was no time to wait for the boat to reach the stern, and when approaching, Siyu jumped hard and climbed the ladder.

The stern of the boat was once her favorite place.

At this moment, it has changed beyond recognition.

After running a few laps, despite cutting his arm and pushing away all the debris, he didn't see a single person!

"What about people?"

Disobedient tears slipped down with the rain, and Siyu turned her head to see the plum boatman.

Running forward and grabbing his clothes, Siyu was already quite unreasonable: "What about people!

raised his hand and tried to wipe the rain off her face, but was knocked off by the rain.

"You're a monster, and you and Mei Lang are both monsters. ”

Seeing him turn waves into frost with his own eyes, what is it if he is not a demon?

"Mei Lang's marriage is fake, you cannibalism is real!"

Demon is vicious, begging for mercy is useless, it's better to puncture the illusion!

"On the big ship, Mei Lang ate Miss. Siyu smiled coldly: "On the boat, you should have eaten me." ”

Listening to Siyu's cold words, Mei Chuanfu was already in a daze.

Don't you quibble?

You did!

"No matter how you want to torture me, I won't be afraid of you!"

Fight with him!

Siyu bit her lip, turned around and picked up a broken log, and stabbed it in the chest.