Chapter 983: Fazun Kong Li, Fangshan Painting Technique (I)

"In the lower body single strength is thin, there is no power to bind the chicken, if the noble person is willing to shoot, I am grateful in the next!"

Su Fu said lightly: "Why does Mr. think that something is within his power?"

"In Fang Jin City, only His Excellency Sword Monarch has the ability to do this. Gongsun Lou smiled, "Besides, isn't the noble person already investigating the whereabouts of the crime?" ”

The indoor temperature dropped, and a trace of murderous intent lingered, "Mr. really recognizes so-and-so, such a dress, such a face, and Mr. can still confirm a certain identity, it is really 'clever' and 'eyesight'." ”

Gongsun Lou smiled bitterly: "Why should you be like this, you and I have the same purpose, both for a little compassion in our hearts." If you can't do anything about current affairs, you will definitely desperately help the nobles to escape, and you will not teach the nobles to hurt the slightest. ”

Killing is like ice melting and snow melting.

Su Fu picked up the jade seal and looked at it, and said, "If you want to cooperate, you can." Tell me where you came from, as well as the origin of the old monk. Otherwise, divide each one!"

I saw that this jade seal was pale blue, and the small one was only the size of a corner of the sky-turning seal. There is a faint, inexplicable aura that cannot be penetrated by the original sense, nor can it know what treasure it is.

And that trace of breath actually made a trace of greed arise in the depths of my heart, and I couldn't help but smile.

Gongsun Lou shook his head hurriedly and said: "Don't ask too much, it's not beneficial, why bother to force each other." ”

Su Fu put down the jade seal, got up and said lightly: "Since you know a certain alias, you must know a certain root." But I don't understand you at all, how can this be cooperated? If you don't get rid of your jade seal, you will find a way to destroy the Fa!"

Then he was leaving.

"Noble people stay!" Gongsun Lou hurriedly called, "Well, there is nothing else to say about the people who come down from Wuliang Mountain, and the nobles must not persecute them again." ”

Su Fu's eyes narrowed slightly, obviously this remark was intriguing, he pondered for a moment, and said, "What is the origin of Zen Master Jinghui?"

Gongsun Lou smiled bitterly, but he had no choice but to pass on the message to him.

After a moment's effort, Su Fu's pupils condensed slightly: "No wonder you are so jealous!"

"The noble man knows that the old monk of Jinghui can't provoke him, otherwise you and I are afraid that we will all be trapped in this Fahua. Gongsun Lou said earnestly, "I can't say anything about this matter, but you must remember it." ”

Su Fu smiled faintly: "But what Mr. wants to do is more terrifying than provoking Jinghui, so you are not afraid." ”

"Afraid!" Gongsun Lou sighed, "The real realm landscape, in the lower than one ten-thousandth, if you die before, you will leave regrets." Therefore, I am afraid of death, and I am even more afraid of regret. But don't be afraid of it, for the elders often say, "Don't you give up eating because of choking!"

"Mr. Gaozhi, one day, it will be realized!" Su Fu admired him a little, those who can adhere to their own path will have great achievements in the long run.

"Thank you Ji Yan!" Gongsun Lou smiled slightly, "Sword Monarch is different from the rumors. ”

"What the rumors say. ”

"It is rumored that you treat people very well, gentlely, and never coerce Yunyun......"

"That's definitely not below, is there still someone in the real world who is called the Sword Monarch? ”

The two of them each smiled, but Gongsun Lou took out a pot of wine, ate it and discussed specific matters.

However, after a long time, no charter has come out. The one who is in trouble right now is where the carriage goes.

Gongsun Lou said: "The last batch should be transported back tonight, the more critical it is, the more strict the garrison is, and it is necessary to take advantage of the day festival to find out the whereabouts." ”

"Maybe those beggars have news," Su Fu pondered for a moment, then got up and said, "Let's go back to the inn first, and Mr. will meet again at noon to exchange ideas." Before that, please listen to the movements of the outer hall to see if the man in black is still being searched. ”

"Good!"

......

"Xiao Wan, Xiao Cicada's everlasting light is out......"

Far away in the Nanli Palace, hundreds of thousands of miles away, in front of the Shuiyue Pavilion, Xiaoxiang's face was pale, and a pair of pink fists were also white, and his teeth were clenched, and he was murderous.

Next to it are Zi'er, Youwu and Ye Qingqiu. The third girl stopped Xiaoxiang tightly and said, "Those bald donkeys don't even let go of Xiaowan Xiaochan, what if you go, it's just a waste of life!"

Xiaoxiang knew this, but if she didn't do this, she couldn't forgive herself at all.

"Yes...... I hurt them, I hurt them......" Xiaoxiang struggled, "You let me go, let me go, even if you kill two bald donkeys, you have to give them an explanation!"

You said coldly: "Don't go!"

"You are so bold!"

At this moment, two women came in front of the Water Moon Pavilion, one after the other, with the same grace and the same elegance.

The four girls were shocked when they saw everyone coming, and hurriedly knelt on the ground and called: "Meet the young palace master, the palace master ......"

The people who came were Mrs. Qinghua and Ye Xuanji.

On Chu Yuhuan's stunning face, there was no joy or anger in it. However, Ye Xuanji's face was full of frost, and said, "When did the Nanli Palace become a place for you to give orders?"

When Xiaoxiang saw the two of them, she was already in tears, and she cried bitterly: "I hurt them, young palace master, I'm sorry...... I hurt them. ”

"Xiao Wan and Xiao Chan are only thirty years old, and they are in the flowering season, so they are withering," Chu Yuhuan still didn't see joy or anger, but his mouth opened slightly, "If this is fate, this palace has nothing to say." However, since it is artificial, I have to ask for an explanation. ”

She looked at Xiaoxiang, who was still crying to herself, and said indifferently: "Xiaoxiang, remember, whoever they die in the hands of them, they will kill whomever they want." There is no major event in the world, only life and death. ”

"Xuanji, you lead it!"

"There is no major event in the world, only life and death......"

Xiao Xiang muttered and repeated, deep in his heart, suddenly buried a seed. Her expression was suddenly blank, and all the killing intent was gone, turned into nutrients, and slowly watered the seed.

"Let's go!"

"Go...... Where are you going?" Ye Qingqiu looked at Ye Xuanji in a daze.

Ye Xuanji glanced at them: "Kill!"

......

On the seventh day of the puja, it was in full swing.

Su Fu did not go back to the inn first, but secretly changed his clothes, changed his face and came to the central holy place of Fahua City, along hundreds of steps, through a stone archway, to the Siming Palace.

The Siming Hall is composed of four halls, and the four halls are surrounded by a square, which is very large and wide.

Stepping into the south hall, the visitors who enter the incense are endless, raise their eyes to look, a row of unknown Buddha's golden body is listed, the incense case incense is creeping and lingering, and the futon is overcrowded.

There are several disciples of the Fahua Inner Hall to maintain order, and all of them are full of kindness and compassion.

Su Fu stared carefully, and felt a trace of unusualness. The kindness and compassion on their faces seemed to hide the indifference beneath them. Their smiles are so similar, as if they were carved out of a mold.

Recall carefully, compared to the dust, this is by no means the case. His mercy is true compassion, a mercy that encompasses the world.

From this, I can't help but feel a little sympathy for these monks.

"Immeasurable Buddha, this benefactor, the poor monk is polite. ”

A voice suddenly sounded behind him, he didn't notice anything abnormal, and the pilgrims were pleasantly surprised: "Zen Master Jinghui, what wind blew you here?"