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After walking for a long time, if he is alone, he has to stand stupidly for a while, maybe he has to think, think about where to go. Lu Yihan, the www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun", was like this, and he stopped again. The moon is so bright, and the night is so cool!

I have been walking aimlessly for a long time, should I really go back, to that huge cage, as the fisherman said?

The fisherman leaned over, he was like a shadow, silent, and kept following behind Lu Yihan, and the fisherman said: "If you don't know where to go, then go home!"

Go home?

The word "home" is very unfamiliar to Lu Yihan, it seems that he has never thought of this word since he had a memory, Lu Yihan shook his head: "I still want to go again, if I meet someone, then it is good to talk." ”

"You hate going back so much?" asked the fisherman.

"It's not that I hate going back, I'm afraid of going back, what if I can't get out if I go back?" Lu Yihan asked the fisherman.

The fisherman didn't answer, he said, "Then let's go again!" It seems that he also knows that it will be difficult for Lu Yihan to come out after this time.

Lu Yihan began to move again, and he was like a pen, leaving marks on the white paper. The cold wind was bleak, but Lu Yihan was fearless, he seemed to have a feeling, and the long sword on his back flew into the air by itself with a "bang!"

Lu Yihan's eyes were closed, the corners of his mouth showed a faint wry smile, the sword continued to move with his fingers, and in an instant, the blue light suddenly rioted, and the long sword was like a cyan sun, which briefly illuminated the entire night.

"Could it be that swordsmen are born to be lonely, otherwise, how could they actually have some understanding when I am alone?" Lu Yihan closed his eyes and said.

Monks, practice your body and refine your qi!

Those who are real people, enlighten and participate in Zen!

Obviously he is just a monk, but Lu Yihan has jumped out of the monk's body training and qi refining, and his cultivation is just an epiphany in his heart.

In an instant, Lu Yihan seemed to have sublimated his whole person, and he had an incomprehensible temperament on his body, like a fool, and suddenly opened his mind.

A Taoist blue light wrapped Lu Yihan inside, and he said: "The realm of enlightenment, look at the night." ”

In the darkness, the moment Lu Yihan opened his eyes, a golden light crossed by, and suddenly Lu Yihan looked into the depths of the darkness as if it was daytime, and he saw it more clearly.

The fisherman was taken aback, and said incredulously: "Xiaohan, you...... You actually skipped the solid pulse directly from the late stage of the exercise?"

When the long sword returned in the night sky, Lu Yihan smiled "hehe" and said, "The more you think, the more you understand." What's more......" In the end, Lu Yihan's face turned bitter again.

The fisherman probably also knew that there were several mysterious forces entangled in Lu Yihan's body, and he nodded: "The matter in your body, the medical immortal also said that as long as you don't break the balance, it's fine, it's not too big." ”

The long sword was still the familiar piercing cold, Lu Yihan gently stroked the long sword, and there was a very mysterious force in the dark that reminded him all the time, don't draw the sword! The long sword in the sheath seems to be a demon locked in iron chains, as long as he pulls out the long sword in the sheath, then the iron chain will be broken.

In the moonlight, the longsword receded its dim blue light, and it still looked quaint and shabby.

"I've always wondered what kind of sword it is. Lu Yihan swiped his fingers lightly on the scabbard, and the sound of "Hum!" was like a broken string of the zither.

The fisherman said: "The age is too old, older than the real person, it may have been a great sword before, but it's a pity...... Now I can't even name it. The fisherman's words were very sad, at least for the long sword in Lu Yihan's hand.

Lu Yihan smiled: "Longer than a real person?"

The fisherman nodded and smiled: "Longer than a real person!"

"How long was that?" Lu Yihan asked suddenly.

The fisherman replied, "At least 10,000 years." ”

After a short silence, Lu Yihan asked again: "Can't real people live for 10,000 years?"

"Perhaps, but rarely ......" The fisherman's eyes darkened, and in the long years, before he knew it, he was about to finish this life.

The sword was back on its back, and it still couldn't get out of its sheath. The scabbard was like a strong iron chain, and it locked the demonic sword in order to prevent it from killing......

The wind was quiet, and it seemed a little unusual tonight.

A long roar, like a lion, like a tiger, like a dragon.

"Roar!"

Then a person fell to the ground with a dazzling golden light like a meteorite outside the sky, "Boom!" The earth shook, like an earth dragon turning over.

Lu Yihan's body shook for a moment, but the fisherman didn't move at all as if his feet were rooted.

At this time, a Buddha's horn sounded: "Amitabha, when I was chasing people just now, I faintly felt that there was a fluctuation of true qi, and I didn't expect that there was a real person in this mortal world." The golden light dissipated, and a fat butcher stood in front of Lu Yihan wearing a tattered monk's robe.

With just one breath, the fisherman blocked Lu Yihan's front like a ghost, and said, "What should you do?" The fisherman frowned, and the butcher in front of him didn't seem to be easy to mess with, with an evil look on his face.

The butcher in the monk's robe smiled and said, "The donor is at ease, the poor monk has no malice." Buddha...... Ahimsa. ”

A Buddha may not kill, but is the person in front of him a Buddha? Obviously not, no Buddha looks like this.

Seeing that the fisherman frowned and didn't answer, the butcher smiled again: "The poor monk's name 'Soap Son' is a monk from the Bodhi Temple of the Ghost Dao Buddhism, and he is a good person. ”

Lu Yihan, who was hiding behind the fisherman, smiled softly and said, "But you don't look like a good person." ”

The smile on the butcher's face froze instantly, and then he reluctantly said: "Although the poor monk looks like a wicked person, the poor monk has a good heart. ”

Lu Yihan wanted to speak, but was interrupted by the fisherman: "Xiao Han can't be unreasonable!" Then the fisherman's eyes flashed, and he looked at the butcher wearing a monk's robe and said: "It is rumored that there are four protectors in the Ghost Dao Bodhi Temple, namely 'Qilinzi', 'Soapless Son', 'Sun Child' and 'Moon Child', I don't know if the master is ......."

"Amitabha! The poor monk is the 'soapless son'. The butcher laughed.

"Then I wonder what happened to the master?" asked the fisherman.

The butcher seemed to enjoy the way others respected him, and he couldn't help but smile even more happily, and said, "Haha......! Ahem, the poor monk just came to say hello to you. ”

"Say hello?" the fisherman frowned, and at the same time, his true qi was secretly lifted in his body, just in case he needed it from time to time.

"The poor monk has no malice, really! You can see how cute the poor monk is. ”

Cute? Lu Yihan and the fisherman all had a chill on their faces.

Lu Yihan said dissatisfiedly: "Master, we are not familiar with each other, what are you saying hello here?" Lu Yihan didn't know what to call the disgusting butcher in front of him, so he had to call the master like a fisherman.

Killing the monk is depressed again, you have to know that you are a Sven person, but why do some people force themselves to do things that are not Sven?

The monk who looked like a butcher smiled evilly: "Unfamiliar? hehe...... I'll be ready later. ”

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