The heinous crime of time travel

What Zhiyuan said "you can go in" simply refers to Xiao Yao alone.

The stick-shaped Zen stick in his hand swung in front of the person, even Mu Yunshen blocked it. Just now, the face that was kind of kind just now, Vajra glared at him, and his round eyes lowered a little. The word "evil" is written from top to bottom.

Speaking of Master Zhiyuan, perhaps no one in the world knows about it, and at most he would ask "Is there such a person in Yuan's generation?", but when he mentioned "Evil Bodhisattva", he must be well-known far and wide. grind.

The monk's nicknames are also quite weird. Instead of being called "Evil King Kong" and "Evil Toutuo", he should be called "Evil Bodhisattva". Why did the Bodhisattva offend him? He is not enshrined in the temple. Once you have traveled the world, everyone in the world knows that there are also bodhisattvas who have lost their conscience.

But this can't be entirely blamed on Master Zhiyuan, he was also named by someone else.Obviously relying on a Zen stick to fight fiercely, just caring about his own pleasure, but attracted a group of real monks, fake monks, foot monks, and ascetic monks to follow all the way. If he hadn't escaped quickly, he would be tied up and become the abbot of a big temple now .

"Amitabha, monastics should not burn, kill and loot." Master Zhiyuan said while breaking the rules while drinking and eating meat.

"All benefactors, please go back. My benefactor's yard is precious, and I'm afraid you ordinary people will go in and defile it." The monk watched his nose, nose, and heart, standing upright, half-closed eyelids watching the sparrows that occasionally landed in the snow—— There was clearly a murderous aura on his body, but it couldn't disturb this keen little animal. The fluffy bird twisted its neck and blinked at him.

"Wait..." Xiao Yao said with a "head", "This yard is so big, if I want to find something, I'm afraid I can't do it by myself, and I'm afraid it will be delayed."

He meant that he wanted to bring Mu Yunshen in, but this monk looked easy to talk, but in fact he was very narrow-minded, and he didn't leave any room for it. He glanced back at him, "A good hand and foot is not disabled. Where can I come from?" Contaminated with this arrogance, extravagance and lust, you still want someone to serve you?"

"...Master, you are a foreigner, and you can walk around the world with one mouth. I can't... A common man with seven emotions and six desires, and dragging his family, of course, it will save you trouble." trace.

He and Zhiyuan had just met once, and they were able to move over with a shy face, softly saying, "Your benefactor is a living Bodhisattva, so you have to plead for the people, don't you... Show mercy, just one... I will take one person with me."

The kid really deserved a beating.

Zhiyuan's eyes changed from a slight glance to a stare, but the murderous aura was automatically filtered inwards. He was a little helpless and caring for the younger generation, and he waved his hand, "Okay, okay, who told me to owe your mother money?" As for favors, these...you just pick one you like."

Wang Shixue is afraid that she is in business, and "human feelings" are called by weight, and these seniors are all forced by her.

With a bold finger from the great monk, everyone from Shen Yanzhi to Ruan Yu was included. As long as Xiao Yao opened his mouth, even if the other party was unwilling, the great monk would grab him and force him into the yard.

"Miss Ruan is very cute and can relieve boredom; Ouyang Qing is good at medicine and can make some words; Shen Yan is very practical..." Xiao Yao pondered for a while, then murmured, "Master Mu. "

Giving up on a bunch of good choices, Mu Yunshen thought he was hesitating, so with a stern face and hands in his hands, he walked past the great monk without even looking at Xiao Yao, who happily chased after him to explain, "Then Don't you want to pick the best one?"

The great monk thought, "Could it be that this is the family?"

Seeing the person disappearing into the boundless white snow, Shen Yanzhi didn't seem surprised. He gathered up the outer robe, revealing more and more warmth and sincerity. He couldn't tell that he was an executioner with a sharp knife, a hypocrite.He said with a smile, "I thought Master Zhiyuan would be sad this time, but I didn't know that Xiao Yao had such a big face."

Shen Yanzhi had greater tolerance for the great monk's rudeness, and said again, "But I never lose everything. The plan must be planned in advance. If there is one, there must be two. Any of us can die, but Xiaoyao Demon Palace will definitely die." survive..."

The words were very soft, but the silence created by the heavy snow was raging on Hujia Mountain, every word and every word was chiseled in Ruan Changhen's ears—as if he was the one who betrayed back then.

"The magic palace is just a house, without us, what's the point of living in it with an old dog or that thief emperor?" Ruan Yu angrily interrupted Shen Yanzhi's so-called benevolence and righteousness, and the little girl pointed to the sky ambitiously, saying , "Today he bullied me to the door, and tomorrow we will go to the capital and call the world a magic palace!"

If he was 20 years younger, Master Zhiyuan would have applauded and drank wine for the young man, and celebrated for three days and three nights... for finally finding a soulmate for himself, but it is a pity that this soulmate came too late. It is only when the change" occurs.

The great monk sighed slightly, and the corners of his mouth, covered by the beard and wine drops, turned up slightly, "If I knew it earlier, I should have come back here from time to time, and it has been delayed for many years."

This is not just a flower monk who drinks and eats meat, but also has a bit of a lecherous heart. He leaned forward, and suddenly looked at Ruan Yu, and had a big-eyed and small-eyed emotional exchange.

His big eyes are not the same as Xiao Yao's. Xiao Yao's eyes are slightly slanted up. When they are wide open, they are watery, but when they are squinted, they are very attractive. They have the shape of peach blossoms. The great monk is very young. There is almost no trace of age, and when looking at people, he is self-contained and wronged. It is not suitable to "stare" before a fight, and he has no momentum at all.

But on his body, only his eyes have not been dusted by the changes, the sides of his beard have turned gray, and the nasolabial folds on both sides of his nose are not deep, but they cannot be ignored. He is probably a few years older than Wang Shixue.

Ruan Yu took half a step back—although she and the great monk were both from the Xiaoyao Demon Palace, they couldn't touch each other at all. Counting the number of people in the Xiaoyao Demon Palace, Ruan Yu hadn't seen many of them. , or cover their heads and faces, or disappear without a trace.

"You, you... what are you doing?" When Ruan Yu had no one to rely on, the tigress raised in the whole village became more and more ruthless.But Ruan Changhen was by her side, and she jumped behind her brother like a bird, not bothered to fight, and stuck out her tongue at the monk, "You are not respectful."

"Hey, little girl." Zhiyuan smiled instead of anger, and blew on the beard hanging from his mouth, "You stay, and everyone else gets out of here."

The snow was originally falling heavily, fluttering and loosely connected to the ground, but as soon as the great monk said "roll", it seemed to interrupt this tranquility, and the snow stopped above the ground, causing a gap in the field of vision , A full three blinks, this strange image just disappeared.

It can be seen from this that Zhiyuan's internal strength is profound and has reached the state of transformation. Putting this hand under the waterfall is like "flowing backwards from the waterfall".Ruan Yu knew that although his martial arts were not weak, they were all tricky assassination methods, which couldn't be compared with his strong internal strength.

The "dependence" that had only grown half an inch was pulled out by Ruan Yu herself, and the seeds of "unwillingness" were planted again.

"Master, sister-in-law is young, there may be conflicts in words..." Before Ruan Changhen finished speaking, a long stick-like Zen staff had already swept over, seemingly gentle, but extremely tricky in terms of angle--a moment ago He was still in front of his eyes, and in an instant he came over from his armpit. Even though Ruan Changhen was not weak, he broke out in a cold sweat secretly.

There was no trace of the great monk's attack, and Xie Yuanke, the signboard of the Reward and Punishment Hall, was still here, so he dared to say hello face to face, if it was a private fight, Ruan Changhen might suffer first.

But he missed a hit, Zhiyuan backed away first, put his mighty Zen stick by his side, put his left hand in front of his body, and recited "Amitabha".His monk robe was full of wind and snow, undulating like scripture scrolls, gently falling on the courtyard wall, like a kind-eyed Arhat Vajra.

"The truth of what the little girl said is much better than yours." The monk's pretentious hand drooped down just now, just twirling a few beards, "The poor monk has a crush on her and wants to take her as his apprentice...Little girl, you Come here."

His stick just now was aimed at Ruan Changhen, but Ruan Yu was so close, it was inevitable that he would be a fish in a pond, his left shoulder was swept by the strong wind, leaving a half-inch gap in the front of his clothes.

Ruan Yu was very reconciled, she had clearly seen that move, but she couldn't dodge it no matter what, if it wasn't for the monk's intention to keep his hand, if it wasn't for Ruan Changhen's protection... I'm afraid it wasn't the skirt that was torn.

"Xiaoyu..." Ruan Changhen's voice sank, but a little later, Ruan Yu slipped out from between his fingers.

The little girl frowned, and stood straight in front of the monk. Although her big acupoint was sealed and she couldn't use half of her internal strength, her expression was extremely sharp - like a sharp knife out of its sheath, unequivocally revealing murderous look.

The monk jumped up and down happily. The courtyard wall was in disrepair for a long time. The snow mixed with mottled paint and mud fell down, but there was no sign of collapse. The monk clapped his hands and said, "Okay, okay!" , a treasure picked up in vain."

"I'm going to kill you." The little girl's face was stern, and she didn't seem to be joking at all, "You teach me, I'll learn—but I don't want you as my teacher, I don't want to be ungrateful."

Emotional ingratitude is a matter of appellation.

"Okay, okay," the monk clapped his hands again, "I like this sex too... But girl, think it over, learn martial arts from me, you can make great strides, but if you can't bear it, your cultivation will be completely ruined." Maybe, besides, the poor monk has a lot of last wishes, and if you kill me, you have to inherit my last wishes."

He turned his face like turning the pages of a book. He was joking in the first half of the sentence, but suddenly became serious when he changed his voice in the second half. The hoarse voice trembled in Ruan Yu's ears. Warm blood flowed out—but the acupuncture points all over his body were loosened.