You Buddha is merciful and cool [Rebirth]

Qu Conggu sent a letter to Fulong Mountain during the day, and at night, a paper crane-like god landed on his shoulder.

At this time, the battlefield was clear and the two gods had left. He sat on a snow-white sheep and opened the letter.

Zhu Jueyun's letter is as short as yesterday, but his words of concern are brief.

"Stay safe in everything, remember to be more careful." He finally said.

Qu Conggu's strong discomfort surged again, he felt that this was not Zhu Jueyun's letter.

They have been sleeping together for decades, and they are so intimate that he doesn't even need any reason to detect the difference.

Today during the day, he told the truth in the letter. At that time, he was not sure, and the situation was still unpredictable. Although Zhu Jueyun was not unresponsive, and his words were earnest, but it was not right.

These are not personal words from people in love.

"Master of Ceremonies," the young man stepped forward and said, "All the disciples are dead or injured, we have to rest first."

Qu Conggu looked at him in the dark and said, "Go back to Fulong Mountain."

The boy was taken aback for a moment, and said, "But..."

Qu Cong could not refuse and said: "Now, all return to Fulong Mountain."

"Where are the disciples of Fulong Mountain?" He raised his voice.

All the disciples bowed their heads to listen to the order.

"The uninjured ones carry the dead ones on their backs, and the injured ones walk slowly behind. They must all return to Fulong Mountain before dawn, and there is one less precept to deal with."

Everyone raised their heads, looking at each other for a moment, unable to react.

Qu Conggu calmly said: "Get ready on the spot, and all uninjured disciples will follow me."

He doesn't want to stay for a moment now, since he stepped out of Fulong Mountain, the faint uneasiness gradually magnified, and his heart clenched into a ball.

The young man was a little uneasy and said, "Master of Ceremonies, what's the matter in such a hurry?"

"I remember you," Qu Conggu turned to look at him, "Zhu Jueyun himself said that he arranged you by my side."

The boy's expression was difficult to distinguish in the dark night: "Yes."

"I've never seen you on the mountain," Qu Conggu thought about it bit by bit at this moment, "You should be directly under Zhu Jueyun's command."

The boy still answered: "Yes."

Qu Conggu said: "Zhu Jueyun asked you to come and watch me."

"Yes."

A Buddhist disciple of benevolence and righteousness abides by etiquette and does not lie, but he only answers and does not take the initiative to say anything.

"You send my news to Fulong Mountain, and then obey his orders, right?"

"Yes."

Qu Conggu was not annoyed, and asked plainly, "Did you hear from Zhu Jueyun again in the past two days?"

The boy shook his head slowly.

Qu Conggu's breath was stagnant, and he clenched his fists uncontrollably.

The young man said: "Master of ceremonies, the head abbot did not tell me to hide this matter from you, and the disciple is only ensuring your safety."

Qu Conggu grabbed his collar and shouted in a low voice: "Do you know what this means!"

"You are stupid!" He said sharply, "If nothing serious happens in Fulong Mountain, how could he not send you a message!"

"Are you just eating rice with this head on your head?"

This is the first time that Qu Conggu has spoken so fiercely. Usually, the master of ceremonies is soft and doesn't say anything serious to anyone, so this young man was taken aback, and he retorted subconsciously: "But I Seeing that the master is writing to you as usual..."

"That's natural!" Qu Cong said, "He knows that I can go back to Fulong Mountain directly after reading the letter for a day!"

Only then did the young man realize that something was wrong, and he panicked: "The master of ceremonies..."

Qu Conggu's face sank like water, and he raised his voice to order: "Let's go!"

The boy chased two steps forward and grabbed him, panicking, "Master of Ceremonies!"

Qu Conggu looked down at him, turned around and left without saying a word.

A fit of anger rushed directly into his head, but it hadn't subsided completely, and he was angry in his heart that he didn't use his brain when doing things, and he was also worried about Zhu Jueyun, so he couldn't show a good face.

When the dawn broke, the mountainside of Fulong Mountain was surrounded by thin clouds, which could not be seen clearly in the dark night.

Qu Conggu came back with signs, but was stopped in front of the mountain gate by a group of people.

Qian Zhupa pulled away the crowd and smiled at him: "I'm back."

The sheep was pulled aside and surrounded by people as if it were a treasure.

Qu Conggu cut to the chase and said, "Where is the head?"

Qian Zhu said, "I have something to tell you."

He looked at Qu Conggu's face: "Don't worry, it doesn't matter much."

Qu Conggu calmly said: "Say."

"Three days ago, Zhong Wu went up the mountain and said that he wanted to give a big gift to the head. The situation was special at this time. All the disciples advised the head not to let him go, but the head had his own decision. Originally, with his How many Zhong Wu is cultivated—”

Qu Conggu closed his eyes and interrupted impatiently: "What happened to Zhu Jueyun!"

Qian Zhu said: "He was hit by the demon-breaking arrow of the soul cultivator."

With a bang, the sword in Qu Conggu's hand fell to the ground.

Qian Zhu quickly knelt down and picked it up for him, hugged it in his arms and whispered: "But it's nothing important. Although the Pomo Arrow is powerful, it is only aimed at people with demons. The leader is a person who cultivates the way, and he is merciful Forget it, of course there will be no problem."

Qu Conggu felt a lightning strike, making him cold from head to toe.

Qian Zhu looked around and said: "Don't say anything, this matter is still hidden, these people don't know yet."

Originally, he only found out today that it was Jing Wu who knew that he couldn't hide it anymore, and didn't want to tell Qu Conggu himself, so he used him as a shield.

Qu Conggu was in a daze, and asked blankly, "Where is he?"

Qian Zhu said: "Buddhist hall."

Qu Conggu turned around and left.

Qian Zhu yelled: "Why are you going? Now it has been guarded by Qian Qing and the others and no one can go in."

"Listen to me." He felt his voice was loud again, and quickly lowered his voice, "The head is fine, he was just trapped temporarily, and he will definitely come out within two days."

Qu Conggu said, "Let go."

Qian Zhu looked helpless.

Qu Conggu threw him away fiercely, and flew away.

In the dark night, the ever-burning lamp on his forehead flickered on and off.

They don't know, they don't know anything.

Zhu Jueyun doesn't have any weaknesses, the only thing is that he has inner demons.

Qu Conggu's face was pale, his lips had faded to purple, and he trembled slightly with fright.

He knew that the Buddha let Zhu Jueyun live again for a while to get rid of his inner demons, but the stronger Zhu Jueyun became, the more transparent he became, and the more transparent he became indifferent, he saw the world as worthless and never showed mercy.

Zhu Jueyun is not merciful at all, he just doesn't care about it, and doesn't bother to be with the world.

Qu Conggu has always known that this person has this problem. In the past, he liked his appearance, but later he didn't want people to rob him like a food protector, so he never thought of Zhu Jueyun to change it.

He didn't know what Zhu Jueyun was like in his previous life, but in this life, he must have a demon, and Zhu Jueyun's demon was indifference.

The lights in front of the Buddha Hall are brightly lit, and Sanskrit sounds burst out, and several disciples hang cross-legged in mid-air to protect the head abbot.

Qu Cong Gu fell in front of the golden gate in front of the hall, and was about to enter.

Qian Qing was at the bottom, opened his eyes and said, "Stop the Master of Ceremonies."

Qu Conggu didn't speak, and continued to walk forward.

A golden light flashed from the barrier and rose out of thin air, blocking him from the door.

Qu Conggu was furious, he threw his sword at Qian Zhu, and hit the fist directly, causing golden ripples to float in the air.

Qian Qing said: "Don't disturb the master's meditation."

As if he didn't hear it, Qu Conggu punched the barrier one after another.

Of course, the barrier cannot be smashed by flesh and blood. For a while, only a muffled sound could be heard in front of the door.

Qian Qing closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly jumped down from the roof of the Buddha Hall.

Cao Gu let out a sharp whistle, and the Spear of Transforming God and Subduing Demon drew a curve——

Qu Conggu reached out to catch it, and he slammed it on the barrier with his hands, forcing out all the energy in his body, clenching his teeth and not retreating a step despite the pain like needles all over his body.

The enchantment exploded cracks from the tip of the subduing magic pestle——

Qu Conggu yelled and smashed it violently, the barrier was smashed into pieces, and it fell to the ground and lost its trace.

Without looking back, he pushed open the door of the Buddha Hall.

Then saw the scene inside.

Zhu Jueyun hovered in mid-air with his eyes closed, his body was full of golden light, and an arrow was spinning around him at high speed.

Qu Conggu stumbled and fell directly to the ground.

how so.

He just went out for a trip, how could it become like this.

Cao Gu roared, and jumped over with a kick of his hind legs, but was sent flying by the golden light and fell back to the ground.

It whined and buried its head in its front paws.

Qu Conggu got up and looked up at him, Zhu Jueyun frowned slightly, unaware of it.

He stood there for a while, then suddenly wiped his eye sockets with his sleeves, bent down and picked up Cao Gu, turned around and ran out.

The door of the Buddha Hall slowly closed——

Zhu Jueyun's face slowly disappeared behind the door, and Xiao Shizi had already jumped off the top of the mountain and disappeared.

Qian Qing opened his eyes and looked at his back quietly.

Qu Conggu went straight back to the small courtyard, it was still the same as when he left, there was a purple gold cassock on the bed, Zhu Jueyun only wore it when he had business to do, he probably forgot to put it away when he left, and the attendants didn't dare so I don't know how to handle it.

He put the grass down and went to rummage through the boxes to find things.

Kusaku looked at him on the ground.

Qu Conggu said in a panic as if talking to himself, "Where did you put it?"

"Where did you put it!"

"Caogu," he suddenly asked, "Where's the wayfinding bell?!"

Before leaving, he and Zhu Jueyun gave the front teeth to him and Zhu Jueyun, saying that they could go back to the ghost town with it.

The situation in Fulong Mountain was critical, and he couldn't think of anyone else who could help him except the people in the ghost town.

Cao Gu moved, opened a small drawer below with his teeth, and put the clothes outside aside, revealing a brass bell.

Qu Conggu grabbed it tightly, and the bell rang twice in his hand.

"I don't worry about other people," he stroked the fur on Caogu's body, "I can't leave Zhu Jueyun, or I won't live for a moment, you go, you take this bell to the ghost town, they will kill you when they see you I know we're in trouble."

"You go down from the back mountain, avoid people on the way, don't fight with others, go back quickly."

"Even if, even if my master and the others refuse to leave the city," he said, "you will come back right away, don't delay."

Kusaku licked his hand and picked up the wayfinding bell.

Qu Conggu touched it again with a little uneasiness, and he gasped under the pressure of great sadness: "You must be well and come back safely."

"It's just the two of us now, you can't have an accident."

Cao Gu suddenly bit his arm hard, and Qu Conggu looked down quietly.

Then it jumped out of the window and ran into the night with the wayfinding bell in its mouth.

Qu Conggu sat on the ground in a daze for a moment before standing up.