Be a squeamish bag in Unlimited Live

In the dead of night, an unexpected visitor came to Liuli Temple.

The young man wearing a bamboo hat unceremoniously broke into Fufeng's wing room, sat down on the master's seat with a big horse, and took the tea on the table in a bit of embarrassment and drank it in one gulp.

In the middle of the night, Fufeng did not fall asleep, sitting silently on the futon, reciting Buddhist scriptures with lowered eyes.

He didn't seem to be surprised by Sikong Yue's arrival, even his eyelashes never trembled.

Sikong Yue wiped the corners of his mouth that were still covered with blood scabs and smiled viciously. He originally had a delicate and beautiful appearance after his famous mother, but now he has been disfigured after being imprisoned. A wound directly pierced the bridge of his nose, showing even more chilling gloom.

"Master Fufeng seems to be much calmer, and it doesn't matter if the whole Liuli Temple is destroyed by that old pervert." Sikong Yue sneered, her mouth smelled of gunpowder, and she looked at this pretending monk provocatively. "That's right, you Buddhists like to say that the four elements are all empty, but it's not that everything is empty. What's the point of being there?"

The young monk ignored the arrogant fugitive who was able to interpret the old monk's angrily indiscriminately. After reading the scriptures in his mouth, he said coldly: "If Tanyue doesn't believe in Buddhism, why do you need to come before the poor monk?"

Sikong Yue sneered, crossed his arms and said, "If it wasn't for the little Bodhisattva, who would come to this wretched place like you."

When he talked about Jiang Chi, this handsome monk with no desires and desires finally had a faint vein of anger on his forehead. As expected, he still didn't practice enough, and he was easily distracted by the affairs of his sweetheart.

No, maybe since Jiang Chi left, he was no longer able to practice wholeheartedly.

"The temple entrusted him to your family, not for you to send him around as a cargo." Fufeng gritted his teeth, and the Buddhist bead bracelet on his fingertips was almost crushed by him.

If he had known earlier that after Jiang Chi left him, he would have become a sacrifice to that monster in the palace. Even if he risked his life, he wouldn't have watched Jiang Chi fall into prison.

A bit of angry hatred burst out from those long and narrow phoenix eyes: "You keep saying you like him, but you still hand him over to someone else, what right do you have to say about me?"

Sikong Yue was poked in pain, and immediately jumped his feet. He pouted and said, "I didn't know it would happen! Who knows... In short, do you want to join hands with me now to get rid of that old monster?"

"I know that the compassionate monk left behind a treasure in the Sutra Pavilion of your Liuli Temple. Only this can kill Chu Heng, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he keenly sensed that something was wrong outside.

It was clearly a night when there was no one around, but there were noisy voices outside the window lattice that had been pasted with raw paper, and at the same time a blood-red dazzling torch was lit.

Soldiers wearing armor and holding bows and arrows have surrounded the entire Buddhist temple without knowing when.

"The Liuli Temple is harboring criminals from the imperial court with the intention of treason. The crime cannot be punished. Hand them over soon!"

Sikong Yue's complexion changed and she grabbed Fufeng's neck and said bitterly: "You guys betrayed me?"

Fufeng lowered his eyes and turned the beads on his fingertips without changing his expression, and said coldly: "Did Tan Yue think too much?"

He sighed, as if a layer of frost had formed on his brows and eyelashes: "It must be the national teacher in the palace who thought of an excuse to deal with us together."

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Jiang Chi's first reaction when he escaped was to listen to Sikong Yue's words and find his senior brother Fufeng.

The false Buddha mentioned in the mission should be Chu Heng.

What Jiang Chi said in his heart, he couldn't see that it had anything to do with the word "Buddha".Have all the precepts that can be broken been broken?

The system comforted him and said, "That's why it's fake. The real Buddha won't become a big boss. Our game's position is quite righteous."

It is true.

It would take half an hour for Chu Heng to realize that he was gone.

Before that, as long as he could escape back to Liuli Temple, Chu Heng would have no way to catch him again.

I still don't know what happened to Sikong Yue, is he still in prison in Dali Temple?

He had to find a way to ask Senior Brother Fufeng if he could rescue him.

It was getting late, and the surroundings were pitch black. The little fox stumbled and almost tripped over the branches under his feet several times.

Liuli Temple is located in the countryside, and the terrain of Bianjing City is complicated, and Jiang Chi is an idiot and road idiot, so he can only bear the pain and bargain with the system. He exchanged his points for a 3D panoramic map from a small shop, and found the nearest path leading to Liuli Temple .

The compassionate monk who adopted him in the grove once told him before his death that if one day his life was in danger, he would go to the Sutra Pavilion, where he left the last thing for Jiang Chi.

When thinking of the old monk, the little fox couldn't help but have a sore nose. Master Cixin was a very kind old monk, who lived to be exactly one hundred years old, and raised the noisy little fox in his hand.

Jiang Chi in the dungeon has all the memories of the character from birth, so naturally he sincerely regards the old monk as his relative.

A large area of ​​flames lit up not far away, and the dark sky also reflected an ominous color of blood.

Jiang Chi froze for a moment, then stopped hesitantly.

The direction of the fire is Liuli Temple.

But... Liuli Temple... is on fire?

Before the little fox could react, he subconsciously rushed over, but unfortunately tripped over the vertical and horizontal vines and fell straight to the ground.

"Oh!" He screamed in pain, patted the mud on his knees and face and wanted to stand up, but behind him he stretched out a hand to cover his mouth tightly, and threw him to the ground. behind a big tree.

The little fox was so frightened that his ears popped out. He struggled for a while, but heard a thunder-like sound behind his ears:

"Keep quiet and listen."

The boy's limbs instantly relaxed, and he blinked blankly.

It was actually Sikong Yue.

The little fox's porcelain white face was covered with sporadic mud on the ground, and his two blue eyes blinked in surprise, the soaring flames reflected in the ice-blue irises, making the heart skip a beat for no reason.

Sikong Yue didn't expect this stupid fox to run out by itself, and it happened to be caught by him.

The feeling of being lost and regained almost made him almost forget his current situation.

"Why did you come here?" Sikong Yue finally let go of the pursuers who were waiting to patrol the road.

Jiang Chi was taken aback by him, and felt a little wronged, so he said softly, "You told me to come to look for senior brother, so I came here."

The man rolled his Adam's apple, let out a dull laugh, and lay on Jiang Chi's body, making him stagger: "Why are you so obedient, little Guanyin."

He narrowed his eyes: "I really like you more and more now."

Hey, hey, now is not the time to talk about this.

A row of black lines hung from the forehead of the little fox, pushed Sikong Yue's shoulder, frowned and asked him: "What happened, why is the temple on fire?"