The villain does one good thing every day

The courtyard is still quiet, but this quietness has completely changed its subject.

Yu Yao held the sword against the girl's shoulder, and the tip of the sword touched her clothes lightly, but did not stab it for a long time.His declaration was proficient, it came from the belief that he had read thousands of times, and it was the responsibility and dignity that God should have, but he couldn't pierce it.

This long and still silence was broken by an exclamation: "Brother—!"

When Ling Xing turned around, everyone was there.

Yan Laixing reacted quickly, came up and drew his sword, stood beside Yu Yao, pointed at the girl, and didn't ask much.The monks stood aside without moving, Lin Wuyang shrunk to the back, Quan Wuyong rushed to the front, standing between Yu Yao and the girl, looked left and right, and finally asked: "What's going on?"

Yu Yao was still holding his sword, as if he was in an inescapable struggle, and no one could notice.

Ling Xing stepped forward, held his sword with one hand, slowly pressed his hand down, and said to Yu Yao who was in a daze, "Put it down first."

Yu Yao glanced at him almost gratefully, a look Ling Xing had never seen before, which made him stunned for a moment, and he held his clenched hands for a while before letting go.

Yu Yao unloaded his sword, only to find that everyone was there, not a few of them: "What are you doing here?"

Yan Laixing also withdrew his sword: "Young Master Lin has been bullied, let's seek an explanation for him."

Only then did Quan Wuyong remember: "That's right! Brother, these bald donkeys are going too far..."

Before he finished speaking, the door opened with a creak, and the crooked figure of the old matriarch appeared beside the door. In the night, her tiredness and old age were revealed, exuding the air of hanging her life.

When her cloudy eyes saw the girl in the yard, she suddenly lit up, she straightened her back, rushed over with agility beyond her age, and hugged the girl: "Xi'er—"

She glared at everyone threateningly, but her deterrent power was limited.

When Dushui saw this, he just shook his head, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, since that's the case, let's discuss it."

The girl sneered: "You chat slowly, I will not accompany you!"

After finishing speaking, she turned around and ran towards the wall, but her feet were bound by a string of Buddhist beads and she fell to the ground. The old lady hurried over to hug her.

The girl looked at Dull Water with a sneer: "Did you wait for an excuse to get rid of me?"

Du Shui gave her a cold look, and continued to say to the old lady, "Please."

***

This meeting was very strange.Now that Mrs. Song had all her trump cards revealed, she had nothing to be afraid of, with a rather determined look on her face, she sat down in the chief seat.As the host weakened, Duhuo stood beside her, and he understood that Mrs. Song was the only barrier in front of his death.Hard work, he can't beat the monk, let alone Ling Xing is still there.

The monks of Wuxi Land are listed on the left, and Dushui has a bad face. Tonight, Quan Wuyong and the others drank a section of accusation of "Caiwei lewd monk", and then found that the situation of the grandson of Song Laotaijun has deteriorated to this point.He guards the place of no joy for the sake of the clarity of the world, not for the sake of Buddhism's unethical, gracious and clear rules, and also to be subject to demons.

Yu Yao and his party are on the right.Yan Laixing and Quan Wuyong were still looking at the so-called "Shadimen", Ling Xing still didn't respond, he evaluated the combat power habitually, and relaxed after realizing that no one here could beat him, the only doubt The most important thing is for Yu Yao.If you said that you were just helping before, but now that you have seen Shadimen and know the seriousness of the matter, this person actually has the intention to take responsibility, which everyone did not expect.

Dushui was the first to speak: "Old Majesty, I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect the young master of the Song family to deteriorate so much. I discussed this matter a month ago, and the old Madam said that everything is under control, and I have never seen him when he invited me down the mountain." Young master, seeing you today, it's time to make a break."

The old matriarch smiled dignifiedly: "What the eminent monk said is under control now, and it has not affected the surroundings and folks, so why is it getting worse?"

Unable to stand their talking around, Ling Xing, an authority in the evil world, said: "This child must die."

Everyone looked at him together.

Ling Xing shrugged: "You can't afford it. Unless Duhuo finds a new host with enough aura and a strong body to set up the door, otherwise the Shadimen and the current host will die together in the end. Kemen died , the evil spirit is endless, and the future evil spirits can still walk here, maybe there will be other evil spirit gates here, and they will be more difficult to deal with when they have a large number of people."

Du Shui took his words: "There is only one plan for the present, to kill the soul of the living, and then clean up the Song family."

Mrs. Song sneered: "If you kill my Song family, you have to ask my Mrs. Song first. If the old lady doesn't speak up, it's impossible. Everyone still insists on it?"

Blunt water shook his head, and showed his last patience: "Old Madam, the young master is no longer the young master, but occupying the body."

When Dui Huo heard it, he suddenly disappeared, and the main soul of the locked body returned to the main seat.

When the girl opened her eyes, she regained her senses as if she had been hit with a stick. She looked around in a daze, and when her eyes turned to the old lady, tears welled up in her eyes, and she fell on her grandmother's knees. : "Aunt... I'm afraid..."

Witnessing the act of pushing the girl out at the critical moment of Shamen, Yan Laixing clicked his tongue: "Damn it."

Everyone fell into silence again.

The old lady Song hugged the girl's head, and looked at Dushui again: "Eminent monk, is this the execution?"

Yu Yao turned to look at Ling Xing, and asked him in a low voice, "Is that really the young master of the Song family?"

Ling Xing nodded: "One body, one life."

Du Shui said again: "Old Majesty, why is this so. The young master is not a human, a ghost is not a ghost, he can't leave the Song Mansion, he can't see the light, and he spends less than half a day in his body every day, so why is he so persistent?"

The old lady Song moved forward, but still tried to persuade: "I will take this child to live in the Song residence, and never go out to cause trouble. Time is running out, the world can't accommodate the two of us orphans?"

Dushui frowned: "The old lady knows very well that if it is not cured now, the troubles will be deeper. The problem is that it will take time for the evil to take hold. The longer it is delayed, the better for them. If it can be locked up today, what about tomorrow? What about in a month? Once you leave Song Zhai, hiding with the crowd, plotting to instigate chaos, who should be responsible?"

The old lady Song sighed deeply, leaned back on her seat, and smiled lightly: "The eminent monk really doesn't need to tell me the truth of the world. The golden plaque of 'Dayi' in the place of no joy is still mounted on it by my Song residence."

Blunt water was silent.

Yu Yao suddenly said, "Since that's the case, let's do it."

The girl lying on the old lady's knee heard it, trembled, cried loudly, and hugged her grandmother tightly.

Mrs. Song patted her on the back, turned her eyes to Yu Yao, her eyes were full of disdain: "Since that's the case, let's discuss it, who do you plan to do?"

Yu Yao looked back at her: "Me."

Mrs. Song sneered, but before she could answer, Ling Xing interjected first. He looked at Yu Yao and said with certainty, "You can't kill him."

Yu Yao frowned: "I can." He pointed to Duihuo who was hiding in the girl's body, "I dare not fight back. He knows that we are waiting for him to make a move, so that we have an excuse to fight back. He is now hiding In the body of a young girl, hiding behind an old woman, how dare you fight back?"

Ling Xing just shook her head: "You can't go."

The monk behind Dushui was already tired: "I'll do it!"

The old matriarch turned to look at him: "Wuxizhi wants to kill my Song family?"

Blunt water didn't answer.

The old matriarch looked at the young monk and continued: "Wuxi Land has been on good terms with my Song family for generations. Your ancestor, Master Wuer, would have been eaten up by vultures if it hadn't been for the Song family's relief. Master Kongtian, if it wasn't for the Song family's efforts to protect it in front of the emperor, they would have already been sentenced to military desertion, arrested and sent to the army, why are they talking about cultivating immortals and Buddhas?"

The young monk was obviously not clear about what happened before Buddhism, and looked at Dushui in shock.

The old matriarch continued: "Even if we are Master Dushui, we owe a lot to the Song family."

Blunt water didn't answer.

The old matriarch laughed: "The family of cultivating immortals and Buddhas in the world must have some connection with the world, otherwise how can we prevent all kinds of troubles in the world, master, don't you think so?

A hundred years ago, cultivating Taoism was very popular. There are thousands of schools of immortality and hundreds of schools of Buddhism. Could it be possible that all of them can prosper?Not to mention that some disciples in the early years may not have the roots of wisdom, let alone talents, but they are just a corner of the frenzy of the Zhuang sect back then.If you survive in the land of no joy, the more you practice the Dharma, the better your reputation will be, the more people will become Buddhas, and the less disturbed the mundane world will be.Now it is mentioned that it is the cultivation of Buddhism in the sky, so far away and noble!

But the old man is too old, and he doesn't believe in immortals, Buddhas, or destiny after seeing a lot. "

Partners who have known each other for too long are even more ugly when they tear their skins apart.

The monk had long forgotten about the execution, and looked at Dushui in amazement because of the history he had never heard of.

The old matriarch sighed: "When the Song family needed me, they treated me like a Buddha. The Song family has fallen, and the blunt water eminent monk, you want to come and teach me what justice is?"

Dushui didn't say a word, just folded his palms together and recited a Buddha, closed his eyes, and sighed softly: "The world is difficult."

This means that the Buddhist family does not plan to make a move for the time being.

The little monk was startled, and asked in a low voice, "Master?"

Caiwei held him back and told him not to talk too much.

The old lady looked at Dushui, knowing that this was the last oppression she could give Wuxizhi, and there would be no more oppression from now on.After today's affairs are over, it is Wuxi Land's explanation to Song Zhai, and it is also the last time they will pay for their predecessors' muddled accounts.

Yan Laixing patted the table: "What's the point? I've explained the reason clearly. What's the problem?"

As he said that, he drew out his sword, and when he looked at the poor and thin girl, he paused again, and gave Quan Wuyou a look for help.

Quan Wuyong just glanced at him: "Okay, okay, don't meddle."

Yan Laixing asked in a low voice: "How about the two of us together...?"

Quan Wuyong rolled his eyes: "I don't care, what does the East Lake matter have to do with us?"

Lin Wuyang, who seemed to have been absent all this time, stood up awkwardly, holding Yan Laixing's sword with both hands, trembling even though he didn't know how to hold a sword: "Then I'll do it!"

Before everyone could respond, it was Caiwei who spoke first, and the monk stepped forward, his voice tense: "You can't go! If you don't have a strong skill to kill the evil spirit, it will only provoke the evil spirit, and within a month, it will invade the whole body and die .”

Lin Wuyang, who was just giving up on himself, was stunned.

Dushui turned his head slightly towards Caiwei's direction, but didn't turn away. The other monks were more obvious and turned to stare at him.

Caiwei, who realized what he said, avoided Lin Wuyang's overly enthusiastic gaze, avoided the questioning gaze of his fellow disciples, and turned to the door.

But Yu Yao thought about it for a while, remembered Ling Xing's insistence on dissuading him just now, and looked at him.

Sensing Yu Yao's gaze, Ling Xing turned her head away.

Lin Wuyang cheerfully put the sword back on the table, trying his best to suppress his joy in the solemn atmosphere.

Love and love are always self-pity, no matter whether it is sorrow or joy, it only belongs to the person involved. Lin Wuyang's mood has undergone an extreme change, although he is still incompatible with this scene.

Ling Xing became a little irritable after being stared at by Yu Yao for a long time, so she stood up: "I'll do it."

The old matriarch looked at him: "The evil star who has gone to the human world will kill the evil again, and he will be dragged back to the evil world and fight again. Are you ready for this?"

Ling Xing paused, and Yu Yao stretched out her hand to pull him back.

The old matriarch smiled confidently: "Listen to the old man's persuasion, everyone stay with me for some wine, and set off at dawn to go back."