Holy Father White Cut Black [Quick Transmigration]

The figure of that person is as light as a breeze, and with a light touch of a drop of snake demon blood on his toe, he can rise up like a feather and land in front of Zhan Xi, standing still.

There is a smile on the corner of his mouth, the smile seems to be absent, his red lips, white face, and a little red between his brows, as if dyed by blood drops, adding a touch of enchantment to his life.

Dressed in a gray monk's robe, it is simple but not less elegant.His bearing is like the wind blowing willows, like the moon in the sky.

Zhan Xi struggled to move his gaze away from this man's extremely eye-catching bald head.

He noticed that the Buddhist beads on his wrist were a little abnormal, hot, hot, and golden, which seemed to be related to this monk... Zhanxi had already drawn hundreds of bloody scripts in his mind.

"It's you." The monk spoke first, his voice was like spring water, extremely clear.

Zhanxi looked at the dead snake demon, tried to calm down his mood, then ignored the abnormality of the Buddhist beads on his wrist, looked at the monk, and asked, "Do you recognize me?" If you recognize me, you will steal my head , Bah, no, it's a snake head! ! !

As soon as the messy thoughts flashed through Zhanxi's mind, the monk squinted his eyes and looked over with a very subtle look. His eyes were like knives, and Zhanxi made his eyes feel a little fuzzy.

I thought there was going to be a big battle, but I saw the corner of the monk's mouth moved slightly, as if he was smiling a little, and said: "You are quite interesting."

Zhanxi frowned, unable to ignore that this person gave him an extremely dangerous feeling, and his soul had subconsciously entered a state of alert.Just now, when he looked over, Zhanxi had already realized that he could hear his own heart.

However, he complained like this, and the monk didn't look angry, oh well, he has a good temper...

Suddenly, the snake's head, separated from the head, bared its teeth behind the monk, just about to swallow the monk's bald head in one gulp——

"bump!"

The corners of Zhan Xi's mouth twitched, and he just watched speechlessly. The monk, who was just as jade-like as jade, turned around quickly, raised his fist, and smashed the head of the snake that was maddeningly violently.

Then, I heard the monk say helplessly: "I told you that I will save you and let you rest in peace. Do you understand? I'll call you, give me peace, rest!"

"Pfft—" There was a blood mist, and even the only snake head with a shape was broken into minced meat, flying all over the sky.

"Ah, it's dead, it's so good~" The culprit folded his hands together, looking devout and meditating.

Zhanxi: "..." Take back the evaluation just now, just this temper, what a ghost, is more explosive than the Monkey King.

Why do you want to force people to rest in peace? I'm afraid it's not a snake spirit disease?Isn't grilled snake delicious? ?

438 suddenly beeped softly in Zhanxi's mind: "I'm telling you, you should stop thinking now! He can detect what's going on in your mind."

Zhanxi had a classic expression of 'my father is XXX, I'm not afraid', and asked, "Why is he so powerful?"

"Because he was born with a Buddha body and already possessed a godhead, and you have nothing to gain! Hurry up and stop!"

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In the end, this inexplicable, destructive monk who appeared out of nowhere was brought back to the City Lord's Mansion by Zhanxi.

To be precise, he insisted on going back with Zhan Xi, but Zhan Xi dared not to scold him (I feel that the monk and his master seem to have some relationship, are they elders?), but he couldn't beat him (really couldn't beat him, they were not on the same level), He could only bitterly bring him to his lair.

Zhanxi originally planned to beat the snake directly to seven inches, kill the evil snake demon, send all the scales of the snake demon to the refining shop in Tai'a City, and make them into armor for the guards. I plan to deal with it in a special way, so I'll treat it as a joke for the common people...

As a result, it turned out that the plan could not keep up with the changes.

As soon as the monk touched it, it was all broken into minced meat, even the snake's fangs were broken into pieces, and he even opened a ghost meat.

The monk doesn't know the sufferings of the world, which is melancholy. Such a giant snake is enough for the people in the small town on the edge of Tai'a City to have a full meal, and it is just broken into slag and wasted!

Zhanxi looked at the sky sadly, so why did the monk follow him back to the city lord's mansion?

As a result, as soon as he returned to the mansion, he saw a small white spiritual creature floating over: "Ah! I just felt a familiar aura, monk, it really is you."

"Snow Mountain Transformation Spirit, long time no see." The monk nodded slightly as a greeting.

Zhanxi thought: Look, I really know each other!Fortunately, I didn't say anything rude just now, and my manners are also very good!Of course, the beeps in my heart don't count.

The mountain spirit floated around the monk and asked, "Why did you appear in this world?"

"Passing by."

Shan Ling nodded, and asked again: "Are you here to find Zhanxi?"

The monk glanced at Zhan Xi and said, "It's just a coincidence."

"Oh……"

Suddenly, the monk suddenly said: "Snow Mountain Transformation Spirit, stay away from me!"

Shan Ling was confused: "Why?"

"Because you smell like a horse, and it's suffocating me." The corner of the monk's mouth moved slightly, showing an extremely disgusted expression.

Shanling: "QAQ?"

"Pfft~hahahahaha." Zhan Xi really couldn't help it this time, and burst out laughing.

When you ask why a spiritual creature smells like a horse, it is naturally because Uncle Shan has been obsessed with pulling horses these days.

Recently, Shan Ling has been hanging out with Bai Guangju, the horse that Tongtong rode back from Wanzhang Mountain, in the stable. After staying together for a long time, he will naturally smell like a horse.

Such a pure spiritual creature, to be disliked, is really laughable.

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Although the appearance of this strange monk disrupted Zhanxi's small plans a little bit, it didn't matter, as long as the big steps were not affected.

Tai'a City is not short of a pair of chopsticks, what's more, this one doesn't seem to need to eat, alas, these days, people who don't eat and work for nothing can't be found with a lantern.

Well, I saved a lot of food expenses, maybe this is a volunteer whose force value exploded at a critical moment, Zhanxi thought happily.

Ever since he knew that the other party was indeed his master's old friend, and even the Buddhist beads that he had worn for thousands of years were given to him by the monk, Zhanxi could only respectfully call this monk "senior" up.

I dare not make mistakes at all. Of course, this is on the surface, and the beeps in my heart are not counted.

Zhanxi came back from the outside and asked people to pay two points of military pay to the guards who had been preparing to kill snakes for many years before. After settling down the monk, he also dealt with some daily matters of the city lord's mansion...

After dealing with these trivial matters, Zhan Xi finally "took time" to visit Lu Yao.

Oh no, to be precise, he went to find the other party to show off his acting skills.

The green waist is really a woman who holds Mary Sue's script and makes men all over the world, regardless of race, crazy about me, crazy about me, and hit the big wall for me.

Beautiful, really beautiful, so enchantingly beautiful, so soul-stirringly beautiful, so beautiful that it is not solemn at all.

Everyone has a love of beauty, and Zhanxi can understand that those people are crazy about her. In the world of faces, this face alone is enough to turn all living beings upside down.

It's just a pity that Zhanxi has seen too many beautiful faces.

No matter how beautiful it was, it was nothing more than the faces he had seen that were loved by the world and outlined by the essence of the world, even... the face with the green waist was not as beautiful as the bald monk who lived in the yard next door!

"It turned out that the eldest son saved me, thank you, the eldest son... It's a pity that I have no property, so I can't repay you." The green waist blinked a pair of captivating eyebrows, covering Zhanxi like silk and fog.

This is undoubtedly a very rare beauty, the beauty is in the bones but not in the skin, and this green waist is beautiful in the skin, and the bones are even more beautiful.Every move carries an innate, fatal attraction like flowing clouds and flowing water.

Perhaps according to modern people's words, it can be generally summarized as that this woman's estrogen is very, very high, and she undoubtedly has a very high XING attraction to the opposite sex that no one else will have.

Zhanxi looked like a handsome young man, admiration for her flashed in his eyes, and he said softly: "You don't need to thank me, I should thank you. When you were guarding the city and fighting the snake demon, you helped me in time. It is really a woman." Zhonghaojie."

Zhanxi's heart: Spicy chicken that doesn't help!go to hell!Also, who saved you, are you out of your mind, you were carried back by the guards, okay?A big demon of the heaven rank, why does he feel a little out of his mind?

Maybe it's because she's used to men's flattery and men's adoring eyes, the admiration in Zhan Xi's eyes makes Lu Yao feel complacent, but a little bit unwilling.

You know, most of the men in this world can live and die for her just by seeing her once. The eldest son of Tai'a City, this level alone is not enough to satisfy her.

What's more, she just got closer to the other party and discovered something that made her ecstatic!

The green waist suddenly sobbed softly, and she shed pink tears, which made the man feel sorry for him.

Zhanxi's heart was full of "hehehehehe" awkward smiles, and his face was extremely nervous: "Green-waisted girl, why are you crying suddenly? But what's uncomfortable? I'm called a doctor..."

"Eldest son," Lu Yao stopped him, "I just, just suddenly thought of the family members who passed away, and the sadness came from it."

Zhanxi began to express his "distressed", "appreciated" and other emotions with his eyes very well, and after a lot of acting, he said very sensiblely: "Take Tai'an City as your Your own home, you can live as long as you want."

Here, after you sing, I will appear on the stage, and it is finally time for the curtain call. Zhanxi told her: "Take a good rest, don't be polite if you have any needs, just talk to the housekeeper."

The green waist nodded gratefully, with a look of affection for Zhanxi, biting his lips and hesitating to speak, showing the appearance of a shy woman in love.

After Zhanxi left, she curled the corners of her lips contemptuously, thinking that she was just another man who was about to kneel under her skirt in a few words.

But she didn't know that when Zhanxi said "Take Tai'a City as your own home", what she was thinking in her heart was——

It's best... the bones and souls stay in 'your own home' together.

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"My mother doesn't need you to get involved in these things." Kan Jiuyan's voice was as cold as the wind and snow in Tai'a City, but Kan Qingtong knew that the deepest tenderness and cherishment were hidden in it.

"But Aunt...I'm already in the middle of the game." She lowered her eyes and pulled the corners of her lips reluctantly, "Don't worry, Aniang, life is like this wooden sign of 'military struggle', I didn't know how to do it before, But if you study hard, you will learn.”

Kan Jiuyan looked at the general's card in her daughter's hands, and frowned: "However, this ever-changing power field is not just a game where you let yourself be manipulated."

The girl smiled softly, stretched out her hand, held her mother's hand, and gently placed her face in her palm like a baby.

Kan Jiuyan curled up her fingers slightly, her fingertips trembled slightly, her palms were soft, and her heart was even softer...

"A Niang, my brother will teach me, and I will protect myself. If I have any difficulties, I will naturally ask A Niang for help."

The woman with a stern face looked at her with complicated eyes: "Tongtong, my mother only wants you to be happy."

"Tongtong is very happy now! But only by giving it a go, can she continue to be happy. Tongtong doesn't want to be happy again in the future."

When Kan Jiuyan heard this, his heart ached.

After Kan Qingtong came out from her mother, she breathed a sigh of relief, the cold and icy air was inhaled into her lungs, making her shiver all over, but her heart slowly warmed up, and she walked slowly to her residence.

She knew that her brother seemed to have brought a monk back from outside, but she didn't expect this monk to be so weird.

Sitting on the roof of the landing platform of the City Lord's Mansion in the middle of the night! ?

What is this doing... hair blowing?basking in the moonlight?

Looking at the monk with a huge white moon as the background, Kan Qingtong was so shocked that he had nothing to say.

The monk also saw her, and the thumb that turned the prayer beads did not stop, but looked down at her...

Kan Qingtong's heart skipped a beat, and then he came to his senses, saluted slowly, and said in a warm voice: "Kan Qingtong in Tai'an City, I have met senior."

The monk just glanced at her, then looked away in disinterest.

She swears, she has never seen such eyes!

She lived an extra life, was praised, cherished, respected, scorned, ridiculed, and insulted... But the way this monk looked at her was not any of the emotions of all human beings.

He looked at her, she was obviously a human being, but this monk seemed to be looking at a fallen leaf, a drop of rain, or a white cloud, as if he had reached a state beyond life and death, and all things in the world were treated equally.

This is not contempt, if you must describe it, then use one word - light.

Kan Qingtong froze in place, the night wind was very cold, she shivered violently, then wrapped her cloak tightly, ready to leave.

Unexpectedly, the monk who seemed to be planning to ignore him suddenly spoke again, he said: "Rebirth with hatred, like a heart falling into a hot pot, tormenting and tossing, why bother?"

Kan Qingtong stopped again, and looked over from a distance. She tried her best to calm down her rushing and flustered heartbeat, and asked very calmly, "Then what should I do from what seniors have seen?"

"Living in this world is like being among thorns... If you don't move, you won't get hurt." The monk suddenly replied with a very ordinary Zen saying.

"May I ask senior, if you move, you will be hurt?" Unexpectedly, Kan Qingtong didn't follow the other party's words, but asked back.

"Movement also has its share, and reckless movement will hurt." Hearing this, the monk gave her a rather gentle look. He didn't know what he thought of, and his eyes were tinged with a little warmth, like a jade carving that was ruthless, desireless, sad, and joyless. , suddenly came alive.

She was fascinated by it, and had to admit that although this monk had a bald head, he was truly magnificent.

"It's like what you have experienced, but it's just because what you met was not human, and what you entrusted to you was not human, so you acted rashly." The monk added.

Kan Qingtong's eyesight is very good, she even saw some subtleties in the Buddhist beads on the monk's wrist, for example, there are two small glazed beads that can't be seen clearly.

But in just a few sentences, she seemed to understand what the monk said, and also knew that the other party had seen through her biggest secret.

But for some reason, Kan Qingtong didn't feel flustered in her heart, she felt a sense of relief. Since she was reborn, she has been concealed until now, and the pressure has doubled. Now she is suddenly exposed, but it seems that it doesn't matter.

It's not that if you move, you will be hurt, but that she once entrusted her with inhumanity...

Now that she is reborn with hatred, no matter how much she suffers, she must bear it.

"Since it's not that if you move, you will be hurt, why do you have to move? What's more, if I can move, how can I bring hatred back to life? Therefore, I'll continue to suffer..."

Kan Qingtong raised his head, his gaze was like a torch: "I am willing to face the mountain of knives and not be afraid of the sword and axe. I am willing to step into the sea of ​​fire and not be afraid of the fire of karma. To kill enemies with my hands, I am not afraid of being burned by my heart!" Don't be afraid of dragon pool and tiger's lair! Don't be afraid of falling forever!"

The monk said calmly: "There is no way ahead."

"There is no way ahead, I will open it up!" After speaking, Kan Qingtong bowed slightly and left.

The monk is still sitting on the ridge of the roof with great ease, twirling Buddhist beads, and looking at the everlasting bright moon from afar.With picturesque eyes and dull expression, he just turned the fingertips of the prayer beads and paused slightly.

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After Zhanxi acted with the woman with the green waist, he didn't bother to repeat this kind of work many times, which was meaningless except to relax the vigilance of the other party.

He just waited for Youqin Xingzhou, the lord of Lingxiao City, to come to the door in person to seek revenge on Lu Yao, because he already had a plan in his heart, and it was not too difficult for him to abuse Lu Yao.

Now everything is ready, the only thing that owes is that Qin Xingzhou, a shareholder, comes to the door automatically, and Zhanxi needs the cooperation of the other party.

As for the killer organization named Xingyue Pavilion, Zhan Xi wanted to contact it by herself, but Kan Qingtong insisted on not letting her go. She had to do it herself.

In desperation, although Zhanxi was worried, he did not want to hinder her growth, so she made some "suggestions" and let her fly freely.

Kan Qingtong followed Zhan Xi's suggestion and said that he knew that he had to do a full set of acting.

First of all, she placed a very ordinary order for Xingyue Pavilion, where "as long as you have money, no one's life can't be bought". Eliminate the harm.

This order of business is very ordinary, the bounty is generous, and the masked connector easily accepted it.

However, when the atmosphere was very harmonious, Kan Qingtong turned his eyes and asked suddenly: "The master of Xingyue Pavilion... how much gold can buy him?"

The atmosphere suddenly condensed, and the air was suffocating.

But Kan Qingtong was not affected at all, and casually curled the corners of his lips: "No.1 on the current killer list, how much is his head worth?"