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When Mo Tinghang put the gun on his shoulder, he happened to see Yu Dongqiang turned his head sideways and looked at himself in horror.

He said that he has good marksmanship, within a certain distance, even if there is no time to aim, he can shoot by feeling.

It happened in a blink of an eye, and everyone hadn't reacted yet.

"Oh!"

Mo Tinghang pulled the trigger, and the bullet made of special materials passed by the side of Yu Dongqiang's face, and shot right through the gnashing soul behind him.

"Be alert! Be alert!" Mo Tinghang turned his head and roared twice, and with just one glance, he saw ghosts emerging from all directions, the number of which was immeasurable.

Yu Dongqiang seemed to be stupefied by fright, and he touched his face in a daze. The other students had already summoned the soul-eating sticks and started fighting. Those without special abilities raised their guns to shoot, but he was the only one who was still in a daze.

"The miscellaneous soldiers brought shrimp soldiers and crab generals, and they also want to walk out of my field?" A cold voice pierced through the endless wind and penetrated into their ears.

Mo Tinghang suddenly turned his head, and saw a person sitting on the plaque of Anyuan Temple, with long legs dangling in the air, but it was a monk wearing a monk's robe and a bamboo hat, whose appearance could not be seen clearly.

The majestic black energy diffused around him, and he placed a golden staff horizontally on his knee, and the half-holy and half-evil voice made Mo Ting Hang's brain ache.

"He is the main soul here!" Li Hui ran to his side at some point, killed a soul with one blow, and hurriedly said to him.

He didn't need Li Hui to remind him of this, and with such a big show and such a tone, he couldn't be one of his own.

"Yu Dongqiang! Are you stupid?" Mo Tinghang raised his gun and fired another shot at Yu Dongqiang's back, yelling at him, while continuing to aim at other souls.

Yu Dongqiang was so startled by the shout that he came back to his senses, his figure was fixed, two soul-eating sticks appeared in his hands, he turned around and killed the two souls that were approaching him.

The "main soul" stood up slowly, and raised the long stick from his side. He slowly took off the bamboo hat on top of his head, looked at the people caught up in the fight below, and licked the corners of his lips as if seeing a table of delicious food.

Putting one hand on his chest, with a wild smile on the corner of his mouth, he murmured: "Blesser Chai, thank you for this delicious meal."

Mo Tinghang raised his eyebrows, suddenly stood behind Li Hui, and said to him, "Cover me!"

After speaking, he leaned down, took out a bracket from his back pocket, and put the gun up, so that the muzzle of the gun was facing the tall figure.

A few seconds later, there was a gunshot, and the bullets galloped away along the established trajectory.However, the man seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and he easily turned his head at the last moment. At the same time, he clamped the bullet with two fingers of his left hand, and looked down at Modinghang with his head tilted, his eyes full of provocation.

"Interesting, but don't you know that this kind of thing can win by surprise? Or... faster!" He just finished speaking, and waved his hand at the side of his ear, before Modinghang could see what happened, Sudden shoulder pain.

"Moting Hang!" When Li Hui turned his head, he found that the back of Moding Hang's right shoulder was slowly soaking.

It's blood.

Mo Tinghang pressed his shoulders, gritted his teeth and looked at the man who was neither human nor ghost above him. His speed was indeed very fast, even faster than the bullets fired from a gun.

"I'm fine," Mo Tinghang replied simply without turning his head. He met the man on the opposite high place with the look in his eyes as if he was watching a prey in the final struggle, and his heart grew cold. "Who are you? Why do you listen to a small man?" The Chai family?"

The mountain road is still disappearing, and the battle circle is also shrinking a little bit. The so-called battle of trapped beasts is just like them now.

"Obey?" The man paused, rubbed his chin with his hands, and shook his head, "We just take what we need."

"In addition, the poor monk's Dharma name is Huisheng, I wonder if you have heard of it?" Huisheng stood up straight, and bent towards Mo Tinghang, the evil smile on the corner of his mouth was still not erased.

Mo Tinghang was stunned for a moment.

"Huisheng? Is that the abbot who died for religion?" When Mo Tinghang heard the name and the place where he was, he almost immediately thought of the name that came to mind.

Master Huisheng, once the abbot of Anyuan Temple, is quite old.The reason why he remembered it was because when this place was still the ancient city of Laicheng, after the city was broken, the enemy army burned, killed, looted, raped and looted, and committed all kinds of crimes, and even massacred the city in the end.

It is said that Master Huisheng watched Laicheng, which had been reduced to a purgatory on earth, but could do nothing. In the end, his heart was ashamed. Before the enemy army went up the mountain, he set fire to Anyuan Temple and died in the sea of ​​flames.

The current Anyuan Temple was rebuilt by later generations based on the old site. One of its purposes is to commemorate Master Huisheng, and his worship is also built in the main temple.

Even if Mo Tinghang didn't burn incense and worship Buddha, he would know something about this kind of thing, but he never expected that Master Huisheng, an eminent monk, would become the main soul of the soul field.

"Martyrdom?" Huisheng seemed to have heard something funny, raised his little finger to pick out his ears, put it on his mouth and blew, and said in a serious tone, "I didn't expect you to give me such a nice name. "

Judging by his tone, could there be something hidden?

Mo Tinghang dragged Li Hui forward, raised his gun and fired three shots at the sky, all the people and ghosts around stopped their movements and looked over suspiciously.

Obtaining the expected effect, Mo Tinghang looked at Huisheng who was sitting on the mountain watching tigers fighting, and said: "You do things for those bastards, and you said that everyone gets what they need, so it means that you need to ask for those bastards."

Huisheng listened with interest while raising his arm.

"Since this is the case, then what they can do, we can also do. Master, should you think about it and abandon the dark and follow the light?"

Li Hui didn't expect that Mo Tinghang was thinking about instigating rebellion at this time, regardless of whether that Huisheng would turn against him after listening to him in a few words, the disappearing mountain road behind was still urging them, now is not the time to procrastinate .

However, what he didn't expect was that after everyone stopped, the collapsed steps actually stopped.

Although most people now focus on the first few people.

Li Hui glanced at Mo Tinghang beside him, did he do this on purpose, to delay the time?Usually he doesn't show his face in school, and he didn't realize that Mo Tinghang had such a deep-minded side.

"No, no, no," Huisheng shook his head and waved his hands, looking a little lazy, he took a step forward, fell into the void, but landed lightly and smoothly, and stood in front of Mo Tinghang, less than a step away, "What do you do?" not."

Huisheng's eyes turned cold, and there was a little anger and hatred in his voice, which shocked Mo Tinghang's heart.

That doesn't look like the eyes of people who practice Buddhism. He thought that people like the abbot were kind-hearted grandfathers with long white beards in TV dramas.

What happened to make a monk who has attained the Tao so inhuman and ghost-like?

"You have to talk about it, so I can know if we can do it." After all, the conversation must go on, Mo Tinghang narrowed his eyes, looked at him and said.

Huisheng moved the golden stick to his side, looked at the two people in front of him leisurely, and finally raised his head and laughed twice.

The laughter seemed to be just a whim at the beginning, but in the end it turned into a maniacal laugh. Huisheng's shoulders trembled, and the golden ring on the golden rod also made an exquisite sound.

After laughing, Huisheng took a step forward, and there was no smile on his cold face, instead he was a bit barbaric. He approached Mo Ting and said, "I want to kill all the descendants of Laicheng. Can you do it?"

Mo Tinghang and Li Hui opened their eyes wide, looking at the crazy person in front of them.

Even the students were shocked. Qingbei would never agree to such a condition, but the Chai family, would they agree?Leaving aside the operability of the whole matter, how could the people in this city be killed at will?

In the eyes of the Chai family, what is human life?

Holding back his anger, Mo Tinghang took a few breaths, smiled to himself, raised his eyes to meet Shang Huisheng's evil eyes, "Why?"

He only asked three words, some childish and ridiculous three words, when everyone felt that "there is no need to negotiate with such a lunatic", Mo Tinghang asked these three words in an inquisitive manner.

But only Huisheng understood Mo Tinghang's eyes.

He seemed to be saying: "Aren't you a monk? Shouldn't you be merciful? Why on earth do you want to show such hatred to the descendants of Lai City?"

Huisheng paused, and suddenly reached out to touch his golden staff.

"You rumors say that Huisheng died for the religion with his own body. In order to preserve justice, to live and die with the people of Laicheng, and to stop seeing this purgatory world with his own eyes, he set himself on fire." Huisheng seemed to be saying something. The tone of other people's stories is so flat that there is no warmth.

"But in fact, they set the fire."

Huisheng glanced at Mo Tinghang lightly, but the words he said simply weighed heavily on his heart like a boulder.

"What... what do you mean?" Modinghang asked unconsciously.

"Because the Anyuan Temple has been continuously supplied with incense by the Laicheng people for a long time, it is the belief entrusted by the Laicheng people, but after the city is destroyed, neither gods, Buddhas, nor ordinary monks like us can protect them! So, they felt we were remiss."

Huisheng pointed to the ghosts surrounded outside. Those monks were in tattered clothes and indifferent expressions. They were simply a group of wandering souls without sanity. , a fire, burned us alive with his own hands."

"Martyrdom? How funny!" Huisheng glanced at those lifeless wandering souls, and there seemed to be a lot of unbearable in his eyes, as if he felt more pity for those innocent little monks than burning himself to death.

"There's that person!" Huisheng seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly looked ferocious, grabbed Mo Tinghang's collar, and said viciously: "Your principal is called Yi Qian, right? Isn't his name Song Qinghuan in his previous life? I still remember the chief culprit who caused the collapse of Laicheng, if it wasn't for him, how could this place be reduced to a soul field, and why would I be trapped here! He wants me to work for him, dreaming!"

Mo Tinghang was pulled up, his long bangs covered his eyes, he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't.

"Master, I'm afraid you are a poor wretch." He said lightly.