martial law

"you you……"

Li Biao took a few steps back and almost fell into the river.

"That's right, these days, you are no longer as close to us old brothers as you used to be. Instead, you often talk with those civil servants, your way of doing things has suddenly changed, and your strength and means have become unpredictable.

I thought that the young man had been hiding his methods all along, and only showed his true colors when he was far away from the supervisory department's sight, but it turns out, it turns out..."

He never dreamed that Chen Guangrui, who was beaten to death by his little father-in-law, would appear in front of him alive.

Thinking about the various anomalies in the past few months.

The doubts in my heart were also readily resolved.

Li Wuding, the little father-in-law, has obviously been impersonated.

Nor can it be said to be impersonation.

The person who came to Jiangzhou to take office should have been Chen Guangrui, but...

"Young master, he..."

"He died a long time ago. On that day on the boat, I burned him to ashes, sprinkled him into the Hong River, and fed the fish and shrimp... You two are lawless, murdering and taking your wife. It’s just tit for tat.”

"I kill you."

Li Biao's eyes turned red when he heard that.

The whole body is boiling with blood, and the evil spirit is surging. The movement of the figure is like a tiger descending the mountain, slashing down with a knife.

There was an exclamation from the riverside.

Yang Lin turned his head to look, and saw Yin Wenjiao who had fainted, but now she had woken up, her eyes were very complicated.

There is panic, confusion, disappointment, and relief.

What a mixed feeling.

He showed his face and smiled, without moving his feet, he suddenly raised his right hand and flicked his fingers lightly.

Ding……

The long knife that was wrapped in wind and thunder and cut to the front of the throat was hit by Yang Lin's finger, making a crisp and pleasant sound of gold and iron.

Li Biao stopped, the blade stopped, and he opened his mouth with difficulty, "How, how could you..."

"How could it be so strong, isn't it? You are a dead person, what do you know so much?"

As soon as the words fell, Li Biao, armed with a knife, exploded into a cloud of blood mist and dust.

It flutters with the wind, sprinkles into the soil, and dyes it red.

Chapter 460 Open and honest, the past is the past

Jiang Feng couldn't help but knew the sound.

Although the weather was hot and the sun was shining on Yin Wenjiao's body like fire, she couldn't feel any warmth. Instead, a chill rushed from her vest to her forehead.

"You... are Guangrui."

At this moment, she didn't know what to say?

I don't know what attitude to use to express all this.

"Lie to me, they are all lying to me."

She looked at Yang Lin, and then took another look in vain at the wooden basin that had drifted away without a trace. Thinking of the fear and fear these days, she just felt that she was manipulated and manipulated like a puppet.

All of a sudden, all kinds of grievances came to my heart.

Gritting his teeth, he turned around and jumped into the river without any hesitation.

Judging by her posture, it's not like she stepped on water to leave this time.

In fact, with her rough second-level martial arts, she is better than ordinary soldiers in this world, but it is far from being unsinkable.

She wanted to commit suicide.

Yin Wenjiao closed her eyes and jumped hard. Various thoughts flashed in her mind, recalling her whole life, from being cherished and loving when she was a child, with kind parents, to being fierce and willful when she grew up, without being a hero.

He fell in love with the legitimate son of the British government, but in the end he had to reluctantly separate due to reality.

Later, he resigned to his fate and chose a man who was pleasing to his eyes, and prepared to forget the past and live a peaceful life.

The enthusiasm of the wedding night, the imagination of the future, the lights of the knives on the boat, the cold lake water, and the bloody corpse beaten by long shoots...

In the end, it was just a cute little doll who just fell to the ground, looking at him with open black eyes.

The little guy sucked his fingers and babbled, vaguely, but he still couldn't call mother.

"I don't really want to die, but..."

At this moment, all the cherished and recalled past events in this life pass by little by little.

Yin Wenjiao discovered that she actually still had various unwillingnesses and regrets.

The expected sound of entering the water did not reach the ears.

There is no cold wetness on the body.

On the contrary, there is a little more enthusiasm.

The body does not fall, but rises.

She suddenly opened her eyes, and saw that she had been hugged by that red-robed figure, and landed lightly on the shore.

"A-Jiao, on the boat that day, you jumped into the river once, and I thought you had died in love, so I didn't blame you.

As for Li Wuding's mistakes, they have nothing to do with you, so why blame yourself too much? "

Yang Lin knew that at this moment, the woman in front of him was already extremely fragile and could not bear the slightest stimulation.

Therefore, even if he has the ability to reach the sky.

If you don't want her to die, you can only coax her with nice words.

In fact, he understands very well.

The son who was born did not look like his father, but looked like the man who was killed by his husband.

And that person is not dead yet, sooner or later he will come back.

The husband in front of him secretly suspects that the son is not his own, and even deliberately wants to kill the child.

In Yin Wenjiao's heart, her heart was full of worries, and she didn't know what to do.

She was able to endure it quietly until now, tried her best to send her infant son away at the right time, she was considered very strong.

but.

Just sent the baby away, let the little guy float into the river alone, to face the unknown fate.

Suddenly, it was discovered that the husband was not the husband, and the dead turned out to be the living.

It made her feel bad.

All the things done in the past are more than useless.

It's completely self-inflicted, and the ending is not necessarily happy.

"Xiaobao, Xiaobao..."

Yin Wenjiao's expression was a little numb, and it took her a while to refocus. She had completely lost the will to struggle, and just looked at the surging river powerlessly.

"It's okay. Didn't the old Antarctic fairy tell you that in a dream that day? He can protect his future for the rest of his life, and his future will be bright and limitless. The little guy's fate has long been doomed, so you and I don't need to worry about it."

Yang Lin had a half-smile, and said coldly: "Besides, Guanyin Bodhisattva has spent a lot of effort to devise all kinds of coincidences, and it's not only to send him to die, but also to protect him."

"You know all about it?"

Yin Wenjiao looked at Yang Lin, feeling very unreal for a moment, the person in front of her was both familiar and unfamiliar.

Familiarity is because the two have met each other with sincerity, you and me, and unfamiliar because they have never thought that the other party has such abilities.

Even the secrets in my heart and what I saw in my dreams are clear.

It seemed that even the plans of the gods and Buddhas in the sky were within his expectation.

Where is this an ordinary number one scholar?

"Why, why don't you call me a husband, after all, we have been hired by three media and six hired."

Yang Lin didn't know how to explain it to her, and he didn't want to talk too much about Tang Monk's learning of Buddhist scriptures, so he turned away from this topic and said with a smile.

"No, Xianggong, you are so capable now, can't we raise the little guy by ourselves?"

Yin Wenjiao suddenly regained her anger.

became anxious again.

She had just sent the child away, and she began to worry about Xiao Baoan's safety, whether she would be hungry, and what to do if she suffered.

This is a moment.

Previously, he was afraid that keeping the little guy by his side would endanger his life.

Now it is obvious that Li Biao is dead, and her husband has also changed. The child looks like him, so it doesn't mean that he will murder his own flesh and blood.

she thought so.

As soon as the mood relaxed, a huge worry came to my heart.

It's not a last resort, who wants to throw the child into the river before the full moon.

No matter how cruel the mother is, it is impossible to do this.

It's not like she can't afford it.

"No way."

Yang Lin shook his head.

Also a little helpless.

His ability is relatively great.

But it also depends on who you compare with.

If it's some trivial matter, it doesn't matter if you take the little guy back to raise him at home, the other party won't be serious.

But who is this little guy?

It is the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, the legendary second disciple of the Tathagata, who was born to shoulder the arduous task of traveling westward to seek the scriptures for the great prosperity of Buddhism, how could he let himself teach it, it is completely impossible.

Journey to the West without monkeys and pigs can also learn from the scriptures, but the difficulty will increase.

However, without Tang Seng's Journey to the West, is it still Journey to the West?

The transformation from Xiaobao to Tang Sanzang, there must be so much blood and blood, and how much discouragement and loss there must be.

Leaving the world of mortals, and heading west to Lingshan...

Without some coldness to the bone marrow, how can the heart be as firm as iron and never return?

Therefore, little Tang Seng couldn't save him at all.

Falling into the hands of Buddhism has become a definite number.

If he wholeheartedly obstructs it, he will break the general trend of Journey to the West.

In the next moment, not only Faming would call at the door, but people like Guanyin Bodhisattva and Antarctic Immortal would probably not care about bullying the small by the big.

Even, the eight dragons and the Prajna Buddhas will really come down to earth, and even the heaven and earth nets, and the 28 constellations will also be dispatched.

That really pokes a hornet's nest.

I will soon be able to enjoy the treatment of a monkey.

It is said that the monkey is the heel of Butianshi. He was born as a monkey, and the backing is very hard. He was released after being imprisoned in Wuzhi Mountain.

As a foreigner myself, being able to save my soul and suffer in the eighteen hells is considered a great gift from the great power of Buddhism.

"A-Jiao, I'm not afraid to tell you that if the child will come back, I think you know that we can't do anything if we are stared at by Guanyin Bodhisattva and Nanji Xianweng. When I sent it away, there was no reason why I couldn't stop it."

Chapter 461