Holy Monk, your benefactor is dead!

"Little monk, the Buddha said that all living beings can be redeemed. Within ten miles, all living beings will be wiped out. Can this sin be redeemed?"

"Little monk, I know that my death is the cycle of life and death. If you reverse the cause and effect, you can see that you will fall into hell forever and suffer all kinds of hardships in this life."

"Little monk, I wish to die, beg for death, hope for death, do you know that?"

"Little monk, do you know that my parents and elder brother, all three lines and nine clans, all died at the hands of that faint king, and I live alone. This pain, this pain, this hatred, burns my body with desire."

"Little monk, I always hate. I hate why I am obsessed with the Four Books and Five Classics instead of upholding my father's will. If I can hold a sharp knife and kill the person on the golden throne with my hands, I will also regret it."

"Little monk, I know that you are a monk of the Canaan Temple. You know that the faint king is looking for the art of longevity. Now that you are reversing life and death, such a news has reached the ears of the stupid king. As a national temple, the Canaan Temple is probably doomed. .”

"Little monk, even if you recite the Sutra of Reincarnation thousands of times, the fire of karma on your body will not dissipate."

"..."

"Little monk, I want to go back to the imperial capital to pay homage to my parents, brothers and relatives, okay?" Li Yun lay on the ground, looking sideways at Jing Yan, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his hands clasped together, never changing his posture. .

He lived and he knew it.

He died, and he knew it.

When he knew clearly that he was not dead, he hated, complained, and pessimistic.But the low voice of the Buddha, the never-ending chants, seemed to make his heart gradually calm down.But now, he seems to have returned to his original wish: to return to Beijing.

This wish has been blocked by countless people, but now, the young monk who seems to have been drained of life in front of him makes him feel that this is actually no big deal.

"Little monk, I know this is a dead end, but..."

When the last Buddha's voice disappeared from Jing Yan's mouth, he finally opened his eyes and looked sideways at Li Yun who had been chattering since he woke up.Stretching out his hand, he blocked Li Yun's unfinished words and carried him on his back.

"Amitabha, benefactor, let's go!"

"Little monk, where are we going?" Li Yun was stunned for a moment, and extreme joy welled up in his heart.

"As the benefactor wishes."

"...Thank you!"

……

A deserted village is still a deserted village.

It's just that the lingering smell of blood and the faint crows that can't stop drinking add to the gloom.

Jing Yan looked around, except for the blood embedded in the soil, there were also incomplete corpses left by animals, indicating that there was chaos in the past and present.

Nothing else.

Even the old house that once stood here today has only a few splashes of loess left.

Jing Yan stood there, quietly waiting, waiting.

The cold wind blows, and the old crow weeps.

Li Yun was quietly attached to Jing Yan's back. There were so many people and lives along the way, but nothing was left behind.

He stretched out his hand and covered Jing Yan's eyes, his voice was hoarse, depressed and sad.

"Little monk, stop looking, let's go!"

"Ah."

Jing Yan nodded, and when Li Yun took his hand away, he turned around, as decisive as the promise he made at the beginning.

only……

"Since you're here, why are you leaving in such a hurry, little monk!" The seductive voice blocked Jing Yan's way with a trace of bewitching.Although it was Dongyue at this time, the woman in front of her was wearing a thin skirt, and she was extremely enchanting as she walked.She looked at Jing Yan with winking eyes like silk, as if she wanted to seduce her soul.

"Tsk tsk tsk, if I hadn't personally killed this nerd from the Li family, I really can't believe that there is such a technique of bringing the dead back to life in this world." The sharp and piercing voice made Li Yun's body freeze suddenly , The heartbeat suddenly missed half a beat.

"Benefactor, what are you afraid of?" Jing Yan glanced at Li Yun with some doubts, and he felt Li Yun's body trembling slightly.

Li Yun was about to answer, but was interrupted by a long howl.

"Old man Ge! If you hadn't said you killed that idiot of the Li family, why do you think you can stand here today? Could it be because of that face? Hahahaha..."

The rough voice made Li Yun's eardrums ache, and the size of the person coming made him amazed.

"Lei Kuang, the Bingyue in my hand hasn't drunk blood for a long time, you have to try it." The sharp voice sounded again, and at the same time, a person floated down, completely dressed in white, with a pair of long and narrow eyes fixed on him. Looking at Lei Kuang, those eyes make people feel cold all over.

"Ge Lao Tzu, just try it, don't tell me I'm still afraid of your little face?"

"Okay! Okay! Two, we have business to do. If I miss the good things of my family, I will be angry!" The laughter like silver bells interrupted the tense atmosphere in the field, but the The threat speaks for itself.

"Hehehe... Sister Yinlian was joking. My old Lei was just joking with Palace Master Xiao. Grand Palace Master Xiao, you say yes!" His eyes were narrowed into a slit, which was really ridiculous.

In fact, Li Yun did smile, although it was just a slight hook of his lips and a soft smile, but he was still captured by the people present.

"Pfft, Master Lei, don't pretend, lest you be laughed at by others." Yinlian's eyes fluttered, and she glanced at Li Yun charmingly and enchantingly. Extricate yourself, don't want to extricate yourself.

"Sister Yinlian, why do you have to give a dead man a glance? How can a dead man understand the affection?" Although the deliberately soft voice sounded less harsh, it still made Li Yun unable to bear it. Shivered again.

"Palace Master Xiao, I'm a scholar, don't scare him. In case, you accidentally scare him to death, you can't afford it. Besides? This Mr. Li doesn't understand style, so you can't pay him back. There is a little monk! Little monk, is what I said right?" While speaking, the three of them formed a siege.

"Female benefactor, may I ask what is a glance? What is amorous feelings?" Jing Yan was a little puzzled. He had never heard such words in the Canaan Temple, and he was very puzzled.

"Pfft..." Li Yun really couldn't hold back this time, he ignored Yinlian's stiff expression, and lightly patted Jing Yan's shoulder.

"This is the law of Buddhism, you don't need to pay attention to Jingyan.",

"So that's how it is, it's a crime!" Although Jing Yan didn't know why Li Yun changed his name, it can be seen that Li Yun's words are clear and serious.

"Fuck me, what a lot of nonsense. I heard that you, a bald donkey, have the ability to bring the dead back to life. Hurry up and teach me. If I am happy, I may save your life." Lei Kuang resisted the giant on his shoulders The ax was thrown on the ground, and the handle of the ax was supported with both hands, with a murderous look on his face.

"This woman is Yinlian, the Dharma protector of Lianyin Sect. On the left is Lei Kuang, the owner of Lei Yanzhuang, and on the right is Xiao Qian, the owner of Xiaotian Palace." Li Yun paused, and his tone suddenly became a little dry: " It was he who killed me before, Jing Yan, these three! Are you sure?"

Jing Yan shook his head: "How does the benefactor know their names?"

"I was chased and killed by the three of them several times along the way, and I even lost my life in their hands. Tell me, how do you know?" Li Yun smiled bitterly, and there was a lingering hatred in his bitter smile. meaning.

suddenly……

Li Yun clasped Jing Yan's shoulders tightly with his ten fingers, and his tone became a little hasty: "It is said that they are all the minions of the faint king, Jing Yan, are you sure you can deal with these three people?"

Jing Yan shook his head again, with a sincere tone: "The little monk has no skill at this moment, and he has no confidence."

"Really?"

"Monks don't lie."

"Then this fate will be over!" Li Yun let go of his hand a little dejectedly, how much he had hoped just now, but now he is so disappointed.He even felt that it was a big joke that he pinned his desire to return to Beijing on Jing Yan.Jing Yan can't take care of himself, who can take care of him now?

"You little monk is honest, as long as you are willing to hand over Li Yun and have the art of bringing the dead back to life, I will wait for the three of you to guarantee that you will be saved." Xiao Qian pointed his long sword at Jing Yan, but it was a pity that Jing Yan did not let go. on heart.

"Young monk does not have the art of bringing the dead back to life. All benefactors, where did you hear about it?"

Xiao Qian looked up to the sky with a smile, and said in a serious tone: "When the Japanese palace beat down killers, they recruited to kill. But today, this idiot from the Li family is standing in front of us alive. Little monk, you can't tell lies!"

"My little monk is a monk, so I dare not speak falsely. Destiny belongs to me. How can there be any real art of resurrection in this world? All benefactors, please give up!"

"Jingyan, if you say this, even Bucai doesn't believe it, so how can others believe it? After all, Bucai was indeed dead before, and he died for real." The dejected tone was mixed with a few traces of sarcasm. He is well-known in the rivers and lakes, and he killed countless people who guarded him along the way. All of them died, but they were still alive.

And now, he is going to die again!

"Don't be afraid, benefactor, you will not die, and neither will the little monk." The indifferent voice seemed to have a magical power, which also surprised Li Yun.

"Listen, listen, Mr. Ge, you won't die, and neither will the little bald donkey. Could it be us who will die, little bald donkey, you won't be chanting scriptures and chanting stupidly! Ha... ..."

The deafening sound seemed to shake the world three times, but immediately he couldn't laugh anymore, the laughter stuck in his throat, neither up nor down.He stared at a pair of bull's eyes, with a big mouth, and looked behind Yinlian in disbelief. Behind her, a dusty figure, from far to near, was silent.It seemed that it had been a long time, and it seemed that it was only at that moment. Yinlian only felt a gust of wind brushing the corner of her clothes, and when she looked again, there was already one more person in the field.

He was wearing a bamboo hat and a coir raincoat, with both hands hidden under the coir raincoat, standing quietly in front of Jing Yan like this, without making a sound from the beginning to the end.

But the three people who were talking and laughing happily suddenly seemed to have seen a ghost.

Astonished, frightened.

"Coir raincoat man, you have never been involved in Jianghu affairs, why did you appear here?" Yinlian turned pale with shock, her voice almost trembling, before the gray-clothed man could react, Yinlian had already heard the legend of this person in the Jianghu, Suddenly.

"By the way, back to life? You also came here after this little monk." After thinking it over, Yin Lian waved at Xiao Lei and Xiao Lei almost without any hesitation, and retreated at the same time, but after a while, the three of them were gone. figure.

The man in coir raincoat didn't seem to notice the movements of the three of them, and stood silently.

Like a mountain,

Such as pine.

The wind blows, whining like weeping.

People don't say anything, but Shangshang enters the heart.