Monkey and Feather

Familiar world, familiar people.

The ragged killer sat beside me, drinking wine as usual, staring at the fire.

Maybe it was because of too much resentment, but I actually came directly to his side.

Alright, let's kill him first.

"Are you here?" Killing Monk didn't lift his head, his voice became even hoarse and terrifying.

But I am not afraid. After experiencing such physical and mental torture, what should I be afraid of?

I didn't want to talk nonsense, so I took out the top-quality weapon I prepared before I came, a sword.He stabbed directly at him.

I know he's tough.But after all, this is the weapon I spent so much money on, so killing him shouldn't be too much of a problem.

Moreover, how could he let me kill so easily?According to his skills, I guess I will definitely be able to touch him.

"Puff!" Blood splashed all over my face, only half of the sword was exposed, and the other half was inserted into his chest.

"Ah!" I yelled out in horror, instinctively let go of the sword in my hand, and fell to the ground.

Although it was really angry at first.But in essence, I am a little girl with no power to restrain a chicken!

I haven't killed a chicken or a fish in over 20 years, let alone a man, and I didn't expect to actually hurt him.

My voice was trembling, and I was at a loss: "You...why don't you avoid it? Aren't you very powerful?"

Killing Monk suddenly laughed, then continued to drink without speaking.

"You...don't laugh, you see more bleeding!"

I was really afraid that he would die. I didn't want to be a murderer. I thought I could, but I couldn't.

I imitated what I saw on TV, tore off the cloth from my clothes, and covered his wound.

But it was completely useless, the blood soon soaked through the cloth and continued to ooze out.

"What to do, what to do!?" I yelled anxiously, almost crying.

Killing Monk turned his head and looked at me, as if seeing me for the first time, looking back and forth carefully.

"This kind of sword can't kill me. No one can kill me."

Killing Monk had no expression on his face, and his bamboo hat was so rotten that it formed a stark contrast with his terrifying face, which seemed a little funny.

I stared at him for two seconds, then looked at his wound, and then slumped on the ground.

What he said was not wrong, maybe no one could really kill him.

"But it also hurts, right?" I put my arms around my knees, looking helplessly at the campfire.

"I owe you."

"Owe me? Heh~"

"I know you blame me for what happened to old Tota, but you believe me, I don't save you, it's for your own good."

"Oh? For my own good!" I felt funny for no reason.

Killing Monk took a long breath, and it took him a long time to explain: "If I help you, he will think that I care about you. After that, you will never be able to be safe again.

As long as you are in this world, he will do everything possible to torture you.snort!That guy is very perverted. "The killing monk said, showing disgust on his face.

Li Jing's masked face appeared in my mind again.I couldn't help shivering: "Okay! I'll trust you for now."

After speaking, I snatched the jug from his hand and drank it suddenly.

"That...cough cough, save some for me, that's all I have left." Killing Monk licked his lips, but kept his eyes on the flagon.

"I'm injured, why drink alcohol! No!" I turned to one side, ignoring him.

He pursed his lips and explained, "I let you hurt me for your own good." When he said this, his eyes were still fixed on the jug without blinking.

"Ha ha!"

"Many people try to gain our power by killing us, or hurting us, but no one can."

"Uh? What do you mean?" His words aroused my curiosity, and I turned around to listen to him continue.

"If you hurt me, you will gain my strength. You will become stronger. It's just that I didn't expect..." He paused suddenly, and shifted his gaze from the jug to me.

I felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by his face, so I hurriedly asked.

"Didn't think of anything?"

"I didn't expect that your body can withstand my strength, hehe..." After finishing speaking, he suddenly snatched the flagon from my hand, and poured wine into his mouth.

"Hmph, I don't care about your bullshit power, I just want to kill you, to avenge myself and that kid in the tavern."

Even so, I do feel that I have become stronger, a lot stronger.

I was very surprised that this stupid guy who was supposed to be carrying the burden actually had such a powerful force, even no less than that stinky monkey I met back then.

Killing Monk laughed out loud as if hearing a joke.

"Hehe, you're still thinking about that matter... No wonder, your strength was too weak at the time, after all, it's normal if you didn't realize it."

"Huh? What do you mean? What did you notice?" I was confused.

He took another two sips of wine and said, "That child was no ordinary child at that time, he was a terrifying monster!"

Killing the monk's voice fell.His face also became serious.

"What? A scary demon?" I was a little surprised, and looked at him with doubts.I know he's not good at lying, and I want to hear him tell me the truth.

"Looking at the beads on my neck, you all think it's scary. In fact, let me tell you, these are indeed children's heads."

Although I knew it a long time ago, when he said it himself, my heart still instinctively skipped a beat.

"But he's all from the same demon head."

"Eh!? The head of the same demon, are you kidding me, this demon has so many heads?

And that child, I saw clearly at the time, was just a small child with only a small head. "

"Heh~ what you saw was only his reincarnation this time, and what this old man has to do is to kill him before he takes shape!"

"Reincarnation, why do I become more and more confused the more I listen~"

Killing Monk opened another jug ​​of wine and took a sip, (Pat, didn’t you say it was the last jug just now!)

"He was originally a rootless monster. The so-called rootless means that he was not raised by nature, but a monster born out of the five elements.

He is born with great strength, although he is born simple, he knows how to learn.And the first thing that made him enlightened was a mass of black fire, which represented the extreme evil in this world, and was formed by the illusion of all the negative energies in the three realms. "

"Affected by the black fire, this demon has naturally become extremely vicious, and has done all kinds of things that hurt nature and reason.

But God thought that he was born of natural illusion, and what he did was not his nature. He thought of various methods for this, but none of them dispelled his evil thoughts.As a last resort, we can only use mitigation. "

"Huh? The solution? What is it?"

"Kill him!" When the killing monk spoke, a cold light suddenly flashed in his cloudy pupils.

I couldn't help shrinking: "It seems that there is a story in it..."

The killing monk squinted his eyes and continued: "That battle lasted for a hundred years, and I don't know how many gods, Buddhas and monsters were buried in his hands.

In the end, he was forced to surrender by relying on the wheel of battle, and finally burned him to death with the real fire of samadhi.It burned for ninety-nine and 81 days! "The killing monk said, his face became more and more gloomy.

"But he was reincarnated?!"

"That's right! At first we all thought he was gone. After all, it was Laojun's Samadhi True Fire. Except for the monkey who escaped the Samadhi True Fire back then,

But no one has ever done it before, maybe even me now may not be able to bear it.But he was resurrected from the dead! "

(Monkey, it’s that nasty monkey again, I’ll kill you as soon as the monk finishes telling the story! Just wait!)

"But after reincarnation, as a child, his strength has not fully recovered, so God ordered that every time he revives, he must be killed..."

I interrupted him: "Isn't this an easy thing for you gods? You can kill him as soon as he is born."

But the killer shook his head and explained: "No, he has no roots. Although all of us gods have great powers, we can't find out his aura after birth. If there is no way, we can only use the most stupid way."

"How?" I asked hastily.

He smiled helplessly: "Using manpower to search for them one by one, alas~ for this reason, Clairvoyance and Shunfenger haven't rested for a long time."

"Heh, is there anything else that embarrasses you gods?"

I don't know why, but my heart is full of contempt. It may be that the old thief Tota lowered the status of gods in my heart last time.

Killing Monk spread his hands and made no excuse.

"No way, he is really special as a monster. And the child you saw is his reincarnation in this life.

Everything that happened that day was arranged by him. If I hadn't done anything then, maybe we would have died! "

"Ah?!" I widened my eyes in shock and looked at him in disbelief.

"Including his grandfather, it's all in his plan, all this is just to confuse me.

He wants to use me to wake up his sleeping power. If I don't do it sooner, the wine will be enough to make me unconscious for three days and three nights.It is also enough for him to dig out my heart. "

"You... Are what you said true?!" I was dumbfounded, my mind was blank, and I stuttered.

"If you don't believe it, you can dig under that tavern. There are tens of thousands of corpses buried there, corpses without souls!"

As the monk said, he took out the knife from the tavern at that time, no, only half of the knife was left, the soul-forbidden bone knife!

The knife has lost the evil breath at that time, I can feel that this knife is useless...

But he changed the subject and said fiercely: "But the reason why I want to kill him is not because of some bullshit order from the heavens. It's because I really want to kill him, and I will kill him once I see you!!"

The killer monk's voice was getting louder and louder. When he spoke, the veins on his forehead popped up, his teeth were gritted, and he looked very angry.This is the first time I've seen him like this.

He didn't go on talking, picked up the jug and drank it again. I waited for a long time, but he didn't go on talking.I think maybe he was in too much pain.

Forget it, every man has his own secret, so let him be.

That night, he seemed to be really drunk and fell asleep early.

In his sleep, he called the names of two people: Qingzhu and Qiumeng.