Nangong Shaoyou listened to Mrs. Huijing's words, and couldn't help but be stunned in his heart, knowing that this Daoist god and nun were going to open a killing ring. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The people of the rivers and lakes, whenever they kill people, there is always a murderous aura, but Nangong Shaoyou obviously feels that Master Huijing is too murderous, but there is no murderous aura.

Suddenly, he remembered what King Shana said in a dignified manner at the Dharma Conference, using the Dharma to defend the Tao, could it be that even if Master Huijing kills people at the moment, she is still with compassion?

Nangong Shaoyou can't understand it no matter what, but he can figure it out with his own reasoning, anyway, this Yan Linfeng is a wasted person, if he becomes a eunuch like him, I believe that he committed suicide in the morning, how can he survive in the compromise.

This Yan Linfeng and the beggar gang have formed a beam that cannot be opened, and there is a great chance that it will affect the lives of his family and clansmen, but he ignores it, and wants to use the forces of Emei, Wudang, and Shaolin to protect himself, and this kind of person will only be harmful if he stays in the world.

In other words, Nangong Shaoyou, he had a good reason to kill him, and he felt that killing him was very enjoyable for himself, and secondly, it could be regarded as helping him.

Sure enough, Master Hui Jing called the Buddha name in his mouth, and his right hand was like an elder cherishing his junior, gently caressing the heavenly spirit cover of Yan Linfeng, but there was a peaceful light on his face.

Yan Linfeng didn't even make a low snort, and died.

With such a superior skill, Nangong Shaoyou can also do it with his current skills, but if he wants to be as calm and relaxed as her, he can't do it.

"Nangong Shaoxia, I bother you to cremate his corpse, and let the poor nun personally send it back to Wind Thunder Island to hand it over to the junior sister. "Master Hui Jing is too much to say.

Nangong Shaoyou said with concern: "Master, I advise you not to go, listen to what you just said, this Yan Linfeng's mother is extremely protective, she can cut off contact with the Emei faction for her husband for forty years, and there are no grievances during the period, but she wants to guard her husband's side, and now her son is so fateful, although your martial arts are world-famous, but an island in the vast sea is also extremely dangerous." ”

Master Hui Jing said: "There is Lao Shaoxia worried, I have a relationship with the Lord of Yandao, he is chivalrous and has clear grievances, as long as I explain the reason for the matter to him, he will not have anything to blame." ”

"Mrs. Shi, you and him are only one-sided, and they haven't met for forty years, the so-called 'dragon wins dragon, phoenix gives birth to phoenix', his son is so insidious, it is estimated that Lao Tzu will not be very righteous. ”

Of course, Nangong Shaoyou believed in Master Huijing's vision, in fact, he wanted to say that this Yan Linfeng's bad temper was probably passed down by his mother, but thinking that his mother was Mrs. Huijing's junior sister, if she was not, it was invisibly saying that their master, Master Miaoyin, was too instructive.

So he changed the conversation all of a sudden, and put the responsibility on Yan Feihong, what kind of person is Master Huijing, how could he not know Nangong Shaoyou's thoughts.

She smiled silently, turned her face to peace, folded her palms, and whispered Buddhist scriptures to Yan Linfeng's corpse, with a peaceful look.

Nangong Shaoyou immediately found dry firewood, put Yan Linfeng's body on it, and was lighting a fire.

Master Hui Jing said suddenly: "Nangong Shaoyou Shaoxia, the poor nun heard that the father-in-law in the palace, if it weren't for the fact that he was executed by the emperor and was buried completely after his death, I don't know if it's true or not?"

Nangong Shaoyou immediately understood when she heard this, she meant to return Yan Linfeng a complete body by herself.

He smiled, anyway, everyone is dead, it doesn't matter, it's just that that thing has been chopped up by himself, and he is a little embarrassed.

He found two large leaves, retrieved Yan Linfeng's thing, picked it on the leaf with a branch, and then covered it with a leaf, he was afraid that Master Huijing would see it and blame him.

He put that thing between the legs of Yan Linfeng's corpse along with the leaves, how did Master Hui Jing know what he was thinking, and as a monk, he was a woman, so he wouldn't look at that thing.

A fire was quickly ignited, burning Yan Linfeng to ashes, Hui Jing tore off a piece of robe sleeve and handed it to Nangong Shaoyou: "Nangong donor, the poor nun is a female streamer, it is not convenient, please put a little of Yan Linfeng's ashes here." ”

Nangong Shaoyou hurriedly took the sleeves of Master Huijing's robe with both hands, and grabbed a few handfuls of Yan Linfeng's ashes into it, he still hated this person in his heart.

When he grabbed the ashes, he deliberately grabbed a lot of soil and firewood ashes into it, and there were very few real ashes.

Everything was fine, Nangong Shaoyou wrapped the ashes into a bag and handed it to Mrs. Huijing, who put it in her arms.

At this time, it was already white in the east, and the sun was ready to come out.

The two walked down the hill, only to see Leng Yiyi still snuggled in Song Wan'er's arms, it seemed that the two had maintained this position for a long time.

Song Wan'er heard the footsteps of the two, turned her head, smiled at Master Huijing, nodded, as a salute, and then shook her head at Nangong Shaoyou, with a worried look on her face.

Nangong Shaoyou knew at a glance that she meant that since the two of them went up to deal with Yan Linfeng's matter, Leng Yiyi hadn't said a word.

Song Wan'er was not like Murong Feifei, sharp and sharp, so Leng Yiyi didn't speak, and she felt that she had nothing to say, so the two of them remained silent until Nangong Shaoyou and them came back.

Nangong Shao walked over and squatted down, at this time the pile of firewood had been extinguished, and he said softly: "Yiyi, do you feel cold in your body?"

Leng Yimu shook his head.

Nangong Shaoyou said again: "Yan Linfeng's thief has already slapped Master Huijing to death, and his body has been burned to ashes. ”

Leng Yiyi finally spoke, but her tone was very indifferent: "I have long forgotten that person, and it has nothing to do with me whether he lives or dies." ”

That cold tone made Nangong Shaoyou feel like a dead mouse terrier in his throat, very uncomfortable, just an hour ago, Leng Yiyi was still enthusiastic about himself, but now it has become cold as frost.

At this time, the sun had come out, and the sun was reflected on Leng Yiyi's face, her face was pale, like frost and snow, and the sun couldn't melt it.

I saw her slowly stand up, walked towards Mrs. Huijing, and suddenly knelt down: "Mrs. Huijing, Yiyi's heart is like stagnant water at this moment, and she has seen through the mortal dust, I hope you can shave my head for me and escape into the empty door from now on." ”

Nangong Shaoyou and Song Wan'er were very surprised when they heard this.

Master Huijing said: "Yiyi, I see that your heart is not exhausted, why should you escape into the empty door, the Buddha Gate is not a place to escape from the world. ”