The abandoned son of a wealthy family always wants to become a monk and fortune-telling

How to choose someone who satisfies Yanjiu... The person who satisfies Yanjiu must be Bai Xingzhao.

The initiator of everything today is Bai Xingzhao. He instigated everything, so it would be best to push him out to prevent the disaster.

Bai Xingzhao, who was mixed in the crowd, obviously realized that something was wrong.

Just as he was about to walk to the Bai family's secret room, someone grabbed his shoulders.

There is no friendship at all, only selfishness.

Someone has already put a high hat on Bai Xingzhao:

"Xingzhao, you have been at Cihang Temple for so many years, and you are the most compassionate person."

"That's right, Xingzhao, everyone says you are a disciple of the Buddha. You must be willing to sacrifice yourself for others. Cihang Temple has this character."

"Besides, it was you who brought us here today, and you have to take responsibility..."

……

Everyone pushed Bai Xingzhao to the highest point of "compassion" and asked him to sacrifice himself to save all sentient beings without any guilt.

Yanjiu just sneered and watched the wonderful farce in the audience without saying a word.

It is not unfair to have no compassion but to wear the hat of compassion, and you will eventually suffer backlash.

Shaoqing, the vixen couldn't wait any longer. She looked at the people in the audience and asked impatiently:

"You guys, have you chosen yet? If you can't choose, don't choose. I'll kill you all..."

Before the vixen could finish speaking, someone in the crowd had already pushed Bai Xingzhao out:

"It's chosen, it's chosen, it's up to him..."

The vixen smiled delicately and looked at Bai Xingzhao with a squinting look:

"Hey, he's such a handsome guy. Why is his hand broken? My sister feels sorry for him."

Yanjiu raised his hand beside him and said with a smile: "Sister, please don't feel bad first, blame me, blame me..."

The vixen turned back to look at Yan Jiu: "I don't mean anything else, it's just so bloody that I can't even move my hands, it doesn't look good."

Yanjiu tilted his head to look at the vixen: "Sister, what is beauty? You know I don't have any sense of aesthetics."

At this point, the vixen became more energetic: "To be beautiful, you still have to dig deep into your heart and lungs to make sure your limbs are intact. It's just a pity for this handsome young man."

Yanjiu said indifferently: "Sister, do you like foxes? That kind of silver-furred fox, I have a male at home, it's very good-looking.

He looks younger and more handsome than Bai Xingzhao, and he is of the same breed as you. He is older than you, but his face is very tender. "

The vixen was already elated: "Male vixen? The one with silver fur and a tender face, I want it!"

As she said that, she smiled at Yan Yan and looked at Yan Jiu: "By the way, I haven't asked you yet, are you satisfied with the handsome man everyone chose for you?

If you are not satisfied, I will help you kill all the people below. "

Yan Jiu glanced at Bai Xingzhao, whose face was ashen, and said calmly:

"These guests from the Bai family are quite discerning. I am very satisfied that we chose Brother Xingzhao."

Bai Xingzhao's face turned pale.

Everyone below bravely said: "Since you are satisfied, let us all go. A person must keep his word."

Yanjiu had already stood up from the high platform. He looked down at the audience and said slowly:

"Don't worry, I will let you go, but not now.

Didn't you come to the Bai family just to see someone die on this high platform? Who is not dead if he dies?

You're here now, why don't you leave after watching the trick. "

As soon as Yan Jiu finished speaking, a plant elf stretched out long vines and rolled Bai Xingzhao up to the high platform.

Bai Xingzhao and Yanjiu stood opposite each other, looking at each other.

One is cold and the other is indifferent.

Bai Xingzhao sneered and asked Yanjiu: "You were pretty good at pretending before. Are you pretending to be a fool with me? Do you want me to make a fool of myself?"

Yanjiu chuckled: "You're not pretending much. After all, you're not very smart, so you can just fool around."

Bai Xingzhao looked at Yanjiu resentfully: "Why do you want to harm me?

Yanjiu spread his arms, feeling ridiculous and ironic:

"Bai Xingzhao, look at this high platform, look at the wood and flames, and look at the guests you invited. And the wood that binds me.

Who do you think wants to harm whom? "

Hearing Yanjiu's words, Bai Xingzhao fell into silence for a moment.

Yanjiu continued:

"But you are right. From the first time I met you, I wanted to harm you, but I didn't want to kill you.

At first, I just wanted to tear off your hypocritical mask and give you a very evil name.

Then I will expel you from the Bai family and Yan Yang. You will live the rest of your life without power and power. "

Bai Xingzhao smiled sarcastically: "It's not better than killing me."

Yanjiu responded with the same sarcasm: "After all, you have invited so many guests and the altar has been set up, so don't waste it.

You say that disaster is coming in Yanyang and human sacrifice is needed.

Then I will simply act as a disaster and ask you to sacrifice me. "

Bai Xingzhao: "Yanjiu, if you touch me today, my master will not let you go."

Yanjiu twitched the corners of his lips disdainfully: "Your master? That old bald donkey from Cihang Temple?

Don't worry, your master will not let me go whether I kill you or not. You are just a pawn that he wants to kill me.

As for me, I will not let your master go. "

Bai Xingzhao was at the critical moment of life and death, but he was still coherent. He was thinking about Yanjiu's weaknesses:

"You and I are both members of the Bai family, how could you swing a knife at someone close to you?"

Yanjiu sneered: "What? You are allowed to swing the knife at me, but I can't resist?

Besides, you are just a descendant of the Bai family, and you are not the first descendant of the Bai family that I have killed. "

Bai Xingzhao: "What do you mean?"

Yan Jiu approached Bai Xingzhao and whispered softly: "I also killed Bai Xinglu. I let Taotie eat him, leaving no bones behind and sealing his soul in a jar at my house.

But I kept my promise and promised Mrs. Bai to save Bai Xinglu’s soul when she returned.

How about letting you live in the jar he has vacated? "

Bai Xingzhao finally confirmed: "Do you really want to kill me?"

Yanjiu looked at his fingers. They were clear-cut, white and thin. In ancient times, they looked like the hands of a scholar.

After all, it shouldn't be the murderous hand.

Yanjiu: "You want to use me to sacrifice to heaven, then I will use you to sacrifice my useless kindness. It's not just right to come and go.

When I saw Bai Xingjian off, I told him that if he couldn't do it, I would do it for him. "

At some point, a dagger appeared in Yanjiu's palm. The dagger's cold glow reflected Yanjiu's indifferent gaze.

He raised the dagger, and Bai Xingzhao used his good hand to pull out the protective weapon out of thin air, which was also the stick used by Cihang Temple.

If it's a fight, Yanjiu can't beat anyone. He knows this.

So when Bai Xingzhao raised his stick, the plant elves stretched out vines again and tied Bai Xingzhao's hands, restricting his movement.

In the final analysis, Bai Xingzhao is just a scheming monk, and the value of his strength depends on the monk of Cihang Temple.

Seeing that Bai Xingzhao was unable to move, Yan Jiu's sword tip was raised without any hesitation, and the sword fell with a cold light.

The tip of the knife pierced Bai Xingzhao's heart and was pulled out again.

Feeling the sharp pain in his chest, Bai Xingzhao looked at Yanjiu blankly, seemingly unwilling and resentful.

It seems that what follows is the classic "I will never let you go even if I am a ghost."

Yanjiu said first, "Don't worry, I won't let you go even if you are a ghost."

As soon as Yan Jiu finished speaking, the blood in Bai Xingzhao's heart and chest began to spurt.

The splash splashed onto Yanjiu's fair cheeks and enchanting eyes, making Yanjiu extremely evil, but at the same time full of unknown charm.

The vines controlling Bai Xingzhao's wrists were pulled away, and Bai Xingzhao collapsed limply, his eyes still staring unwillingly.

Like Bai Xinglu, Yanjiu only killed two people, one Bai Xinglu and the other Bai Xingzhao.

In terms of blood, they are all related, but it doesn't matter.

Yanjiu moves according to his heart, getting close to the people he likes and staying away from the people he dislikes, never being fettered by kinship.

Both Bai Xinglu and Bai Xingzhao died of arrogance and the evil in their hearts.

Yanjiu glanced at Bai Xingzhao on the ground, then casually wiped the blood stains on his cheeks with his sleeves, and muttered to himself:

"Senior Brother Shi'an is right. There are specialties in the arts. They will still have to do the killings in the future. My face was splattered with blood. Shi'an and the others would never make the scene so dirty."

……

Bai Xingzhao never thought that he would die in such a ridiculous way, dying on the altar he had built for Yanjiu.

Yanjiu looked at the corpse on the ground quietly, and everyone in the audience was as quiet as Yanjiu.

It was just that Yanjiu bowed symbolically to Bai Xingzhao's corpse.

Everyone in the audience: "..."

Yanjiu looked at the audience and smiled: "Don't get me wrong, I'm not hypocritical."

Everyone in the audience: "..." Yanjiu is really not kind, anyone with eyes can see it.

Yanjiu continued: "It's just the teacher's teaching that the dead are the most important. This is a necessary process..."

Everyone: "..." What kind of sect did Yanjiu join? Is there some kind of demon sect growing in the darkness of Yan Yang?

It was also at this time that Bai Xingzhao's soul slowly separated from the corpse. He first looked around blankly, and then returned to consciousness.

When he realized that he was already dead, Bai Xingzhao was about to "settle accounts" with Yanjiu, but he saw Yanjiu making hand gestures opposite him.

Yanjiu deliberately made his words sweet: "Brother Xingzhao, don't worry, although I'm not good at fighting, I can be considered a professional at controlling ghosts.

I will take you "home" after a while, empty the white deer out of the vase, and I will move you in.

Please stay in the corner for a while. "

As the Yanjiu Hand Technique was completed, Bai Xingzhao also disappeared into the air, and no one knew where he went.

Everyone in the audience recovered from their daze. Everyone looked at Yanjiu in horror, but they still had the courage to shout to Yanjiu:

"Bai Xingzhao, you have killed me. It's time to let us go."

Yan Jiu glanced at the people in the audience leisurely:

"Let it go, I didn't say not to let it go.

But I am indeed as you have slandered me before, petty-minded, retributive, and short-sighted...

Seeing you come home intact makes me feel unhappy, so unhappy that I can't sleep. "

Speaking of sleep, Yanjiu felt that he was almost exhausted after a long night of tossing, so his tone became tired and cold:

"But if I kill you all, I will have to bear a lot of karma.

So I thought of a good idea, do you want to listen to it..."

Yanjiu looked at everyone with a smile, like a demon who was threatening.

Ignoring the various reactions from everyone, Yan Jiuwu said to himself:

"How about I curse you, although I have never cursed anyone.

But I have studied the curse technique and it is quite easy.

I am particularly good at evil spells like spells..."

Now no one doubts Yanjiu. Yanjiu will turn the bizarre words in his mouth into truth in an incredible way.

Although everyone was afraid of Yanjiu, they didn’t want to be cursed, so they boldly threatened Yanjiu:

"Yanjiu, keep a tightrope in everything, if you really curse us.

The entire warlock world will definitely attack you. Let us go now, and we will promise not to cause trouble to you Yanjiu. "

As soon as the man finished speaking, he screamed.

An arrow shot from the void and pierced the man's shoulder, followed by a bloody hole.

It turned out to be even bloodier than Yanjiu's killing of Bai Xingzhao.

Yanjiu clicked his tongue and marveled, this is an expert in fighting. To fight by yourself, you have to find so many helpers, who are intimidating and fixed...

At this time, Shang Jing appeared behind everyone with a smiling voice:

"Actually...I'm quite curious as to how you are going to cause trouble for Yanjiu...did you get my consent?"

Hearing this, Yan Jiu finally showed his first real smile tonight. Shang Jing is here. Can he go home and sleep quickly?

He was young and frail, so he didn't want to carry Bai Xingzhao's soul all the time.

Yanjiu turned around and looked towards the source of the sound. Sure enough, he saw Shang Jing standing at attention on the high wall of the Bai family.

He has a handsome face and a calm smile.

When he looked at everyone slowly, he seemed to be considering which one to attack first.

The breeze is clear and the moon is shining, quite a bit self-centered.

Yanjiu was very satisfied.

……

As for why Shang Jing came back from Cihang Temple, it starts with Yaohua.

Yaohua met the rumored "Mr. Xiangzhao" that day, went home and thought about it again and again, but still rejected Bai Xingzhao's "sacrifice" invitation.

Publicly or privately, he should not go to this sacrifice.

Personally, he didn't want to see Yan Jiuwu sacrificed to heaven.

Yu Gong, he couldn't judge the outcome of this sacrifice.

Bai Xingzhao had sinister thoughts and acted swiftly and decisively.

As for Yanjiu, although it is said that Mr. Xiangzhao is not good at martial arts, it seems that no evil ghost can touch him.

Moreover, Xiangzhao overheard last time that Yanjiu seemed to be Luan Qiu's junior uncle, and that was the swaggering junior junior uncle.

Furthermore, Yanjiu is still entangled with the lunatic Shang Jing.

So the best way is to ignore it and withdraw to protect yourself wisely.

So Yaohua came to Cihang Temple to listen to the old monk's lecture.

The old monk chattered endlessly, and Yaohua fell into a drowsy state. In his drowsiness, he hallucinated and saw Yanjiu being roasted on the fire.

Therefore, Yaohua got close to Shang Jing during the break of eating fast.

Shang Jing glanced over lightly: "Pure Land of Buddhism, don't talk to me about marriage. I don't like your type either, you are so sharp and mean."

Yaohua didn't take it seriously and remained gentle and elegant:

"Don't talk about the marriage, let's talk about Yanjiu."

Shang Jing: "Yanjiu doesn't like you either."

Yaohua's smile froze on her face:

"Are you thinking about love? I heard that Bai Xingzhao held a banquet today and invited Yan Jiu.

The essence of the banquet is to sacrifice humans to heaven..."