You Buddha is merciful and cool [Rebirth]

In the early morning, there are occasional birds chirping and insects flying.

Qu Conggu hasn't woken up early since he left the ghost town, and he still sleeps in the dark with the quilt in his arms, drooling.

Suddenly there was a loud shout, Qu Conggu was jolted up suddenly and woke up.

The person woke up, his head was still dazed, thinking that someone was coming in to fight, he took the Shahu Sword from the wall and jumped to the ground, looking around.

Cao Gu's ears twitched, and he looked at him like a fool.

Qu Conggu murmured, "Where are people?"

Then there was another sound of knives, guns and sticks, and he realized that it was a fight outside the training ground.

He didn't really want to watch the excitement, so he lay down on the bed with the sword in his arms again, but he was so frightened that his sleepiness disappeared.

Everyone in Fulong Mountain has been buzzing about it recently, so it's not surprising that there is a fight.

He was like when he was a child, hiding in the yard every day and not going out, for fear of causing any trouble.

What's more, today's situation is different from the past, and the situation is even more error-prone.

But if he doesn't cause trouble, trouble will come to him.

Perhaps these monks thought that Xiao Shizi was the same as 60 years ago, with no skills, or maybe it was uploaded, and some people above hinted at such intentions. On this day, a few monks slipped into the courtyard while Zhu Jueyun was away. .

They were really contemptuous people, and their cultivation level was also low. Qu Conggu knew it the moment they climbed over the wall and entered the courtyard, so he casually took out his sword and opened the door to guard.

Zhu Jueyun took him with him wherever he went. He was usually cold-hearted, but he took good care of this little prince. Thousands of eyes grew on Fulong Mountain. The so-called fearful words of people, Zeng Shen killed people, gossip is not without But before it reached Qu Conggu's ears, he was cut off to death on the road—by whoever cut it off, it was naturally Zhu Jueyun.

A group of monks with greasy hair and noodles slipped into the small courtyard, and when they looked up, they saw Qu Conggu standing at the door.

It wasn't panic that arose first, but some shady and dirty thoughts.

If they were serious people, who would break into the small courtyard in this way at this time.

Not only heroes come out of troubled times, but also bandits.

The wretched gaze looked up and down, and Xiao Shizi's hair saw a section of Bai Shengsheng's ankle, which was so sticky that he couldn't shake it off.

Qu Conggu went through the personnel affairs, and immediately felt what the person who came was thinking.

He felt angry and his face turned cold.

The young man's face was full of anger, which of course made him even more charming.

Several monks even looked at him while whispering and laughing a few times.

The laughter fell into Qu Conggu's ears, out of nowhere he felt insulted, his face turned red with anger, and the long sword twirled in his hand before it was unsheathed.

"Young master," said a monk, "where's your elder brother?"

When he said that, Qu Conggu became even more impatient.

If it wasn't that the other party was the old man of Fulongshan who knew that he was called Zhu Jueyun's 'brother' when he was young, or the matter between him and Zhu Jueyun had spread widely and became a laughing stock in others' mouths.

Zhu Jueyun had ambitions to go back to the mountain, if there were such rumors at this time, it would be bad for him.

Besides, well, how could anyone dare to break into this courtyard?

Maybe it's because the limelight is biased, and Zhu Jueyun is at a disadvantage, so some people dare to follow the wind and order dishes.

Qu Conggu thought about the cause and effect for a moment, and felt a chill down his spine.

But no matter what, he couldn't bear such humiliation.

The four monks were full of obscenities, Qu Conggu did not take back the sword when it was out of its sheath, and he has only used this sword on the battlefield twice since he entered Taoism.

One was the battle of Wuyi and Zhongwu in the ghost town, and the other was today.

With one against four, his mood was unstable and he was at a disadvantage.

Foxiu has always been good at long-distance attack, he chanted Sanskrit scriptures, the four of them cooperated very skillfully, the attack and defense seemed to be divided into four parts by one person, and Qu Conggu was surrounded.

He can't even use a sword, and he can't get close at all.

Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry.

Fighting with weapons in the battle formation is the most taboo of getting angry and attacking one's heart.

There are often legends about a man who was humiliated on the battlefield and killed the Quartet with one breath. This is just a legend.

If you really want to win, your mind must not be messed up.

Seeing the Buddha seal flickering and the golden light shining brightly, he thought to himself, there is no formation in the world that cannot be broken.

Another flash of golden light flashed by, Qu Cong Gu raised his sword to block it, the sword surface was as smooth as a mirror, reflected the golden light, and shot it out of the formation.

Immediately afterwards, golden lights shot at him one after another, and the sound of swords clashing one after another.

Four people use the wheel to fight, two people are exhausted and the other two are on top. This requires a very short handover, and then the offensive becomes tighter, trapping and killing people in the formation.

Qu Conggu is very fast, because Peng Yu's sword is famous for its speed. He didn't learn anything for several years, chasing fallen leaves in the ghost town every day.

"On the ground of the ghost town, I can't see any complete leaves." Peng Yu said.

During that time, people all over the city helped him split the leaves, breaking them before they fell to the ground.

But it was still very difficult to do, so Qu Conggu was punished a lot, lifting the bucket for several days, and his sword was really fast in the daily wailing.

The golden light was like fallen leaves, cut off by his sword one by one, and he suddenly realized.

UI.

Before the eyes arrived, the sword had already been swung out, Qu Conggu closed his eyes, and spun the sword around his body a little bit with his feet, the long sword turned over after shadows, and for a while, only the sound of the sword cutting through the air could be heard.

After surviving an offensive, a hole was torn at the corner of his clothes, and a very thin scar was cut on his flesh, bleeding slowly.

The attack finally slowed down, he suddenly opened his eyes, and hit a golden light on the sword, reflected it, and shot it right at the eyes of a monk who was about to go up alternately!

The incomprehensible chain was broken, and Qu Conggu raised his sword and charged, the sword light swept across, flew up and down, chopped off the barrier barrier, and killed him.

He just wanted to teach these people a lesson and throw them out of the yard, but when he stepped on a monk's chest, the monk suddenly spat at him, spitting thick phlegm on his moerskin boots.

"Zhu Jueyun has enjoyed a good fortune," said the man, "pretending to be like a dog, but he knows how to play, bah."

As he said that, he went all out and touched Qu Conggu's calf without fear of death, and rolled up his trouser leg, revealing a leg wrist: "What are you pretending—"

The conversation ended here, and was interrupted by a slight sound of flesh and blood being cut neatly.

The monk stared wide-eyed, looking at the blood spattered by himself.

Qu Conggu's face was as cold as snow in the twelfth lunar month, he flicked the sword to shake off the blood on the sword, and stood up straight.

The trouser legs that were rolled up fell back again.

Half of the tongue fell off the ground.

The monk reacted for a while, and suddenly wept and hissed loudly.

Qu Cong Gu Nei forcefully opened the door and kicked him out.

The remaining three people are unbelievable, and they will kill if they form a formation, but four people count as a formation, and their power is greatly reduced if one person is missing. In the end, he kicked three times and smashed directly on the head until he passed out.

Then they all kicked out the door, and the door slammed shut with a bang, leaving only four muddy people lying outside the door.

Standing in the yard, he exhaled, feeling trembling.

His clothes were disheveled and he was panting and short of breath.

Whether it was anger, anxiety, fear, fear, or regret, he couldn't say clearly. He turned and went back to the house. While walking, he took off his boots, which had been spit out of a mouthful of thick phlegm, and threw them away vigorously. He walked back to the house and sat on the bed.

Then I still felt that something was wrong, so I took off my trousers and changed into a new pair, hugged the quilt and lay down on the bed.

At this time, Cao Gu crawled over softly and lay on his chest.

The wolf only thought that the visitor was a little thief, and didn't take it seriously, and didn't even come out of the house.

Qu Conggu just touched him one after another, his hands were still shaking slightly.

Cao Gu smelled blood and went to lick the wound on his arm.

It beat Peng Yu before, and was taught by Zhu Jueyun and Peng Yu together, so it will no longer rush up when it sees Qu Conggu fighting with others.

But these people are not very powerful, Qu Cong was injured because he couldn't take care of his family, if the person who came came with a high level of cultivation, he might still attack.

Lying on the bed, Qu Conggu was still thinking, in fact, these people are not scary, what is scary is what happened behind the scenes, why even such people dare to break into Zhu Jueyun's yard?

It's okay if it's really just some nonsense.

In the afternoon, he took a nap and had a bunch of messy dreams. He felt uneasy and wanted to find Zhu Jueyun.

At this time, the sun was already setting, and the bright red clouds seemed to be on fire in the sky.

In the west pavilion, a candle was lit early.

"The mob," a yellow-robed monk said angrily, "a mob!"

Jing Wu persuaded in a low voice: "Master, don't be angry, what they did is digging their own grave, and they can't be as fussy as these people."

Huang Pao said: "What are you digging your own grave! Even if it is a grave, it is a grave dug for Fulong Mountain! Let the world laugh at us for fratricide, it's ridiculous!"

Jing Wu dared not speak any more.

You Yan said: "Master, you don't have to worry too much, Junior Brother Jing Wu is right, they act so arrogantly, sooner or later they will lose the hearts of the brothers and sisters, and nothing big will happen."

Huang Pao closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said, "Diaodu, what do you think?"

Zhu Jueyun sat on the chair, hidden in the junction of darkness and candlelight: "I don't think so much."

Jing Wu frowned, and reprimanded: "How do you talk!"

Huangpao said: "Now that Huiji is in the limelight, he is determined to capture the flag. It's not that we don't do anything, but that we have nothing to do."

"It's not impossible," Zhu Jueyun suppressed the sneer that came to his lips, and said casually, "I dare not."

The man in the yellow robe looked ugly, and said coldly: "I'm not Huiji, I have Fulong Mountain's future and reputation in my eyes!"

Zhu Jueyun said: "Then don't look forward and backward, blood will be shed if a big event is achieved, shrinking at this time is tantamount to surrendering Fulong Mountain and putting both hands in front of Huiji."

"Tian Du," Huang Pao glanced at him, "What do you want?"

Zhu Jueyun looked back calmly: "If you need someone, I'll help you. Since you just don't like Huiji, just get rid of him. I don't care what I want to do?"

"Or does Master Wuyu feel that I have some intentions?"

Wu Yu was about to speak when suddenly he heard a message from someone outside.

"Enter."

The little monk responded and entered the room, but ran directly in front of Zhu Jueyun: "Brother Yaodu, someone is looking for you."

Zhu Jueyun asked: "Who?"

The little monk froze for a moment, not knowing how to describe this person.

But Zhu Jueyun suddenly understood and stood up directly.

Wuyu said: "You have to know that I support the head abbot all my life."

Zhu Jueyun smiled, and said indifferently: "Coincidentally, I am too."

Wuyu squinted his eyes, looking at him as if examining him.

Zhu Jueyun stopped trying to entangle with him, turned around and left.

His expression was flat, and he seemed to have no fluctuations, but his steps were a little hurried, very fast.

Qu Conggu never looked for him when he went out.

Something must have happened.

He guessed dozens of possibilities, the wind was blowing under his feet, and the last few steps he took out the door almost flew out.

But he saw Xiao Shizi standing outside the door and Cao Gu sitting at his feet.

Qu Conggu finally saw that he suddenly smiled, jumped up and waved at him.

Zhu Jueyun breathed a sigh of relief out of thin air, and flew to his side: "Why are you here?"

"Zhu Jueyun!" Qu Conggu said, "I miss you!"

Zhu Jueyun took his hand and kissed him quickly and casually, and said, "Let's go."

Qu Conggu felt that this was not good, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but he didn't. Zhu Jueyun looked at him inexplicably.

Qu Conggu secretly thought, so let's hold on.

"Are you done," he asked, "so we can go back?"

Zhu Jueyun said without changing his face, "It won't be done."

"It's rare that someone misses me once. What else is more important than this?"

Qu Conggu blushed and cursed: "Monk Po! Monk Hua!"

The two of them walked together under the huge sunset, occasionally Qu Cong jumped up to gesture to him when he got angry, and Zhu Jueyun took his hand again.

Sparsely sprinkled laughter and tenderness all the way.