A New Character Every Month

"As long as some people pay the price, the knot will be untied naturally, and it's not easy to let go."

"Feng Benefactor, it seems that you haven't understood the meaning of the old monk. Only when you let go of your hatred, you will find that all this is just an obsession created by a momentary immaturity."

"Whether I let it go or not, you are not qualified to decide. After all, you are just being generous to others."

Feng Yixiao's face turned cold, and he said with a sneer, "If you really want to persuade me, you might as well lead by example and die in front of me, so that I might consider doing what you wish and become a Buddha immediately."

"Amitabha, I have long been indifferent to the matter of life and death. If I can use this useless body of my old man to get the benefactor to put down the butcher's knife, I will not be unwilling."

Wu Fa justly said: "But there are countless demons and ghosts in the world. Once I die, I may fall into a state of misery. Please change one condition from the benefactor."

Feng Yixiao taunted: "I really envy you monks, you even talk about fear of death so grandly."

Wufa stopped pretending and threatened directly: "Master Feng, if you don't want to put down the butcher knife, I will have to tie you in front of the Buddha until you let go of your obsession."

Feng Yixiao said indifferently: "Don't you just want me to give up my plan for many years, I only have one request, as long as you can do it, I will let it go."

"The benefactor of the wind, please tell me."

"Beat me at this game of chess."

Feng Yixiao placed a white piece on the chessboard, instantly turning the situation back from a slight disadvantage, and even gained a little advantage.

Wufa clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, since Master Feng said so, then so be it."

The sound faded away.

In the corner room on the second floor, Lin Zian, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes and raised his hand to take out a fingernail-sized object from his ear.

[Item: Miniature Hearing Aid]

【Efficacy: As long as you put it on your ear, you can hear no matter how small the sound is】

[Remarks: Please try to avoid excessive sound sources]

He put the miniature hearing aid back into the space bag, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The thin moonlight shone into the room through the window paper, and a small doll wearing a top hat, sunglasses, and green clothes could be vaguely seen next to the pillow.

On the second day, the weather was fine and the sun was just right.

But what is different from before is that there are two people playing chess in the open space in front of the wooden house.

If Lin Zian hadn't changed the chess pieces on the chessboard when he passed by several times, he would even wonder if those two were statues.

Still the same on the third day.

It wasn't until the fourth day that the situation changed slightly.

The chess game has come to the late stage.

"If no one procrastinates on purpose, the outcome will be decided tomorrow at the most."

Lin Zian stood not far away, watching the game on the chessboard, thinking in his heart.

Although he is not good at Go, he knows a little bit about the rules.

This seemingly unremarkable game is already full of murderous intentions, and if you are a little careless, you will lose the whole game.

With his chess strength, it is completely impossible to tell who is superior and who is weak.

But seeing that they hadn't settled for a long time, Lin Zian turned around and prepared to go back to practice. He could enter the Qi training state in at most two days.

"That is?"

Lin Zian stopped suddenly, unable to look away.

The blue and white sky seems to be dripped with "twilight" paint, and the color of dusk spreads rapidly from a distance to this side.

"Amitabha."

The old monk suddenly spoke.

Lin Zian looked back, and found that there was a half-person height beside him at some point, like a floating mirror cast by water.

The picture in the mirror is the bursting point of the color of dusk in the sky.

An island suspended in the sky.

It was riddled with holes, like a scene of hell, flames and falling rocks flew together, without a trace of life.

The old monk turned pale in shock, turned his head angrily, and directly said the name of the person opposite: "Feng Yixiao, what did you do?"

Feng Yixiao raised his mouth slightly: "Didn't you tell me to learn to let go of obsessions? The owner of Sunset Immortal Island accidentally killed my family, and my people also accidentally killed his family. This is not very fair. At the same time Can you also let go of obsessive things?"

"Wind! One! Laugh!"

The old monk showed a ferocious face, and a golden light appeared behind him.

Numerous Buddhist voices were chanted.

The golden light turned into a phantom of a thousand-foot-long glaring Vajra, occupying most of the bamboo forest.

Just a moment.

Lin Zian was crushed to the ground by an invisible pressure, and the left half of his face was pressed tightly against the muddy ground, in a state of embarrassment.

No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get up, and his eyes were burning with anger: "Do you all think I'm bullying?"

It was the same for Feng Yixiao, and it was the same for the new old monk.

He put his consciousness into the space bag, ready to take out the props.

despair!

A white piece lands on the board.

Feng Yixiao was not afraid of the old monk's fierce light, and said flatly: "You lost."

The old monk sneered, and when he was about to speak, his face suddenly changed, and he said in horror: "You..."

As soon as the words came out, he quickly lowered his head and looked at the chessboard again: "This... Could this be Zhanxiantai?"

Feng Yixiao nodded and said with a smile: "As expected of a master of Enlightenment, he even knows Zhanxiantai."

Click!

The angry-eyed King Kong with the size of a thousand feet cracked a gap.

The pressure on Lin Zian's body suddenly weakened, which also allowed him to get up calmly and look at the two people beside the chessboard.

Obviously, the situation changed again unconsciously.

"It is said that Zhanxiantai is normally a Go board. The loser will be cut off from the vitality of his body and soul. There is no medicine or stone to heal, and even immortals are helpless."

The old monk said unwillingly: "But you have violated the rules of Zhanxiantai. If you open it without my consent, you will die too!"

第340五章 逃离桃花源

"Father..."

Hearing Wufa's words, Feng Yuxi immediately turned pale.

She looked at Feng Yixiao with a smile on her face, and tears appeared in her eyes.

Feng Yixiao laughed heartily and said: "If the revenge is avenged, what about death?"

"does it worth?"

The vitality in Wufa's body quickly disappeared, and his breath became weaker and weaker.

Feng Yixiao said indifferently: "The blame can only be blamed on your reputation for cutting weeds and roots, and you came here at this time, if I don't get rid of you, I'm afraid besides me, my adopted daughter will also suffer misfortune. "

Hearing the word "adopted daughter", Lin Zian looked at Feng Yixiao's face calmly. No wonder he felt that the father and daughter looked a little different, and the age difference seemed to be quite large. He thought it was a special situation, but he didn't expect that they were not related by blood relation.

Click!

Zhanxiantai shattered and turned into mortal things.

Wufa sat on the tree stump with his palms folded and remained silent for a long time.

A gust of wind blows slowly.

Wufa's body turned into a pile of fine powder, which was blown into the air.

After a few soft bangs, only one piece of his clothes, a string of rosary beads and a few unknown items were left on the spot.

"Father!"

Feng Yuxi quickly took a few steps forward and came to Feng Yixiao's side. Looking at the old and kind face in front of him, he wanted to stretch out his hands but didn't dare to do so, and said tremblingly: "What you said just now is the end of the same fate." Are you lying to him?"

There was a gleam of hope in her eyes, as if she was expecting him to nod and say that what he just said was not true.

Feng Yixiao smiled slightly, and responded: "Girl, everyone is mortal, lighter than a feather, or heavier than Mount Tai, your father doesn't think he is a big man, and now he has completed the revenge that he has been thinking about for more than a hundred years. The life limit is not too far away, so changing the life of a mighty man at this time is not in vain."

"Father, I don't want you to die!"

Feng Yuxi shook her head and knelt down on the ground, tightly covering her mouth and nose with both hands, two lines of clear tears flowed down slowly.

"Girl, although you don't have much contact with the outside world, I believe you can live well without me."

After a pause, he said again: "Girl, go down first, I'll have a chat with Mr. Lin."

Feng Yu watched him closely, his body trembling slightly, but he didn't have the slightest movement or thought to get up or leave.

She is afraid.

She was afraid that if she walked away, her father would turn into ashes.

Feng Yixiao looked at her kindly: "Good girl."

Feng Yuxi bit her lip, nodded reluctantly, got up and glanced at him, then quickly turned around, tapped the ground a few times with her feet and walked tens of meters away.

Standing there, she stopped moving and looked over from a distance with a stubborn face.

Feng Yixiao didn't care, he raised his hand and cast a soundproofing spell, and said to Lin Zian who was standing beside him silently: "Mr. Lin, do you still remember the conditions you agreed to the old man a few days ago?"

Lin Zian nodded and stepped forward: "Say it."

Some of Doraemon's props may be able to save Feng Yixiao, but don't say that he didn't win those props, even if he did, he might not have the chance to use them.

Because he saw the will to die in Feng Yixiao's eyes, I am afraid that even if there is no enlightenment, he will still choose to die after completing his revenge.