Gift natural power at the beginning

Chapter 445 Liangshan
It's getting late.

On the bustling Nantong Street, on the second floor of a luxurious restaurant, there was a sudden explosion.

boom!
Under the force of terror, countless precious wood tiles shattered, and a large cloud of gray mist covered the sky, splashing like waves hitting rocks.

"what!"

"ah!"

There was an angry roar, followed by a painful groan.

boom!
Another bang.

The entire restaurant has four floors, but starting from the third floor, everything collapsed, and the second floor was destroyed.

The masonry dust and mist fell downward with a clatter, and a dozen or so black shadows among them fled desperately.

All fools know that something big has happened. This is because a master made a move in the city in a grand manner.

dong dong!

There was another dull sound of fists and feet clashing.

Wang Yuanbai spit out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale, after receiving a hard punch, he felt his whole arm lost all feeling, limp like noodles.

It's bone-shattering...

He looked at the figure playing with the golden wheel on the opposite side, and was horrified.

How can you fight against the enemy with one hand and crush yourself directly?
Without even thinking about it, Chuhao's face flushed like maroon, and the aura on his body burned several degrees.

Secret technique: Wonsan!
Wang Yuanbai's eyes seemed to be on fire, and with a flick of his feet, a deep pit the size of a basin was shattered under his feet.

It exploded like lightning in an instant, and shot out of the building, in order to establish a life, but the speed of this explosion surpassed that of ordinary masters.

only……

"The black Buddha said that you have a predestined relationship with the Buddha."

A soft sigh.

At the moment Wang Yuanbai jumped in the air, his whole body suddenly froze as if he had fallen into a quagmire.

All actions stopped abruptly.

Then... a golden light flashed.

puff!
what! !

A howl of pain.

Wang Yuanbai fell to the ground like a rag bag, and his two thick arms flew to other places in the splashing blood.

puff!
The golden arc flashed again, like countless golden threads passing by.

Blood spurted out from countless blood holes, Wang Yuanbai's whole body turned red instantly, and then began to twitch involuntarily.

The golden wheel bombardment just now cut off more than a dozen tendons on his body. In other words, it is difficult to even exert strength now.

Not far away, Wang Qingrong was startled, looking at his younger brother who looked like a bag of blood, his tender body trembling.

He didn't react at all, and his genius brother just couldn't breathe for two, and he became like this.

Ah!
a scream.

Wang Qingrong didn't dare to look any longer, and ran out suddenly.She's going to call someone!She wants revenge!
She can't beat the person in front of her, but her husband can!

Fear, fear, anger, and intertwined emotions surged in my heart, and my whole body trembled and galloped outward.

But just when one foot stepped out of the gray mist, his legs suddenly hurt, and his whole body lost his balance, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden.

Then he was lifted by his feet and pulled back abruptly.

Ah!
Another scream!
The street here is adjacent to the general government office, so the powerful Sergeant Zhou Sheng soon came to surround it.

But before the encirclement encircled him, a tall figure stepped on the eaves and rushed over quickly.

This person was dressed in an ordinary gray robe, and his aura was so strong that it distorted the air around him.

"stop?!"

Before it got close, there was a roar!
It directly shook the breath of people in the surrounding streets.

"Ha ha!"

A chuckle.

The same figure jumped to the eaves, did not cover his face, looked at the gray-robed man with a smile on his face, put his hands together in a Buddhist ceremony, and disappeared into the night.

The figure in the gray robe wanted to go up and hunt them down, but feeling the lingering aura in the ruins, he finally restrained himself and jumped down.

But after seeing the scene below, his complexion instantly became icy cold, and his breath became unstable.

"Brother Chi, my condolences, the other party is a black Buddhist, named Jinlun Sijing."

Within a short time, a middle-aged man in white suddenly appeared beside the gray-robed man.

This person has extremely long eyebrows, almost down to his cheeks, and has only one arm, with two gray knuckles on his only arm.

He looked at the two people in the field of vision. The man lost both arms, his tendons were cut, and he didn't know how long it would take to heal his injuries. I am afraid that I can only live in a wheelchair.

It's really miserable.

He knew both of them, they were Chi Zhonglian's Ping wife and brother-in-law.

I don't know when, the rain as thin as a cow's hair drifted away, carrying an inexplicable coldness.

The man in white looked at the man with an inexplicable expression beside him,

"Brother Chi, if you want to check, I can help..."

Halfway through the speech, he stopped, seeing that Chi Zhongyan suddenly turned his head, kept looking at one place, and followed suit.

His expression became serious.

Not far away, next to the street.

A burly figure, wearing a black robe and holding a red paper umbrella, stood in the drizzle, watching the two of them quietly.

He has white hair, fair and delicate skin, his facial features are sharp like a knife, and his eyes are even deeper, giving people an inexplicable sense of danger.

Chi Zhongyan withdrew his gaze and glanced at the person under his feet.
"No need, let's stop here."

The person who made the move this time is undoubtedly a member of the Black Buddhism, but he knows who it is behind the scenes.

But there is no way, he has no evidence.

Sometimes the word "evidence" is so pale that it is not as good as waste paper, but sometimes, it has to be needed by people.

"Alright." The one-armed man in white nodded, no sadness or joy could be seen on his face, "I will find a few well-known pharmacists in the yamen to help..."

Not finished.

boom!
A loud bang.

The source of the sound came from Beicheng District.

The fire suddenly shot up into the sky.

that direction...

The two looked at each other subconsciously, their expressions changed drastically, and they tiptoed in an instant, shooting towards the distance.

He didn't even care about the people on the ground, and rushed directly to Beicheng District.

Because that direction is the warehouse distribution center of Sitong City!
In the drizzle.

The rainwater streaked across the ridge of the umbrella and fell to the ground.

Lin Mo was there all the time, watching Si Jing make a move, Chi Chongyan arrive, and finally watch them leave.

In the end, his eyes passed through the crowd, passed through the rain curtain, and fell on Wang Qingrong and the two in the ruins, and there was a trace of emotion in his heart.

This is the underdog.

When facing the power from top to bottom, if you don't even have the strength to protect your body, no matter how thick the barrier is or how strong the protection is, everything will appear so unbearable and weak.

What's more, those proud barriers and defenses will turn against each other and become a sharp weapon to hurt oneself.

Lin Mo withdrew his gaze, and at the same time he was vigilant to himself.

So no matter when, the one who is really reliable must be yourself.

"Longshou, I found out the news. Not long ago, someone planted thunder and fire and blew up the warehouse in the north. Now the fire has spread for several streets, and the water is pouring...continuously..." Behind him is a burly man. The strong man tiptoed forward and said in a low voice.

Speaking of the latter, even he had some palpitations, the fire was too great.

"The warehouse... the fire... just now." Lin Mo narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Take some people, lean to the side, and save as many people as you can."

"This... yes." The strong man was a little puzzled, then his expression changed slightly as if he had thought of something, and without saying anything, he immediately cupped his hands and retreated.

Lin Mo looked at the distance that was still full of red light, his pale face was flickered by the light.

He didn't know if the fire just now had anything to do with Si Jing.

But it can be confirmed that if this matter is too involved, he... may be involved.

Those who had enemies with him were killed by the Black Buddhism, and at this time, the warehouses in the entire county were burned.

The two things alone are nothing, but put together, it will make people have dangerous thoughts.

It is easy to be used by those who want to make trouble...

He is not afraid to speculate on others with the greatest malice.He is very familiar with this method, and it has appeared many times in the Water Margin that he watched in his previous life.Forcibly pushing towards Qianyu?Perhaps, it was just a trial...?
In this matter, he guessed right, as soon as a person dies, everything will be over.

But if he guessed wrong, and this incident was just a coincidence, how should he deal with himself now?
After thinking for a while, he suddenly realized that even if it was accidental, he had no other way to deal with it.

Because he still needs the identity of Lingtai Sect disciple.

and so……

Lin Mo took a deep breath, moved the tip of his nose, and looked in another direction.

The night over there is quiet, the wind and the moon are just right, and even a little bit of starlight is dotted in the night sky.Step forward.

So he made a mistake.

Since the body has already made the leaves bathed in the sun, it should not be contaminated with these filth and darkness.

With this in mind, Lin Mo immediately rushed towards the south, holding a red umbrella.

It is normal to make mistakes, and he is not a saint, so it is impossible not to make mistakes.

As long as mistakes occur, they can be corrected in time.

Fortunately, he had the foresight, and he left a scent of tracking on the other party.

This kind of fragrance is ordinary poisonous fragrance, which is made with poisonous law, so it is very long-lasting, even if you wash your body, it can't be washed off.

He was a little embarrassed at first.

After all, Si Jing not only ran around with him on weekdays, but also knew everything and said everything, with an appearance of complete surrender, which can be said to be very useful.

Sometimes I play chess with him to relieve boredom, and he can be regarded as half a friend.

But I didn't expect today... Lin Mo's original shame disappeared, and his body speed accelerated again.

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At this time, a small shop in Nancheng District.

On the surface, it is a rice shop, but in fact it is a gambling house, which has a history of several years.

Who is the owner behind the scenes, I don't know, and no one cares.

Because there are many small gambling houses like this in the city, and generally some powerful family gangs will do it.

After all, if you do it in private, you can save a lot of taxes, which is very lucrative.

If you start some usury business again, it will be even bigger.

At this time, outside the small door of the shop, there were angry gamblers from time to time. The red-eyed gambler turned his head three times, and then wanted to enter, but was beaten by the porter again, and then was thrown out directly.

There are also people who hooked their shoulders, rubbed their fists, and were about to go to work, laughing and walking in.

Soon, there was the sound of rattling dice and crying, laughing and cursing again in the shop.

But no one knew that behind such a noisy scene, there was a courtyard with a high degree of privacy.

There are eyes everywhere, and every pair of eyes is cold and ruthless, and their gaze is like lightning.

Look at everything around you.

Even a bird flying by will attract several breaths of attention.

At this time, in the courtyard, a half-meter-high black Buddha statue sat in the center.

The Buddha statue is a normal image of kind eyebrows and kind eyes, wearing a glazed cassock and smiling.

Sitting cross-legged, pinching the Buddha seal with hands.

The only thing that is not surprising is the smile, which is obviously very gentle, but if ordinary people look at it for a long time, they will find that the smile is getting more and more exaggerated, and the corners of the mouth continue to stretch to both sides.

Gives a great sense of eerie.

This is... Black Buddha Manika.

At this time, there were six or seven people sitting around the Black Buddha.

They are Sitong City, the last elite of Black Buddhism, whose mission is to spread morality and convert believers.

Originally, the task was quite onerous. Every once in a while, they would distribute eggs, meat, health products, etc. to attract the elderly and women, and hold Dao seminars.

It's just that after Baiyun Dao was destroyed, the organizers of this kind of activities disappeared, so they became idle.

Fortunately, what I did today can be regarded as making up for the slack of the previous few days.

Thinking of this, they looked at Si Jing in the center respectfully.

If the other party hadn't restrained the masters of the imperial court in the city, and brought anhydrous kerosene, Tianleizi, and acted decisively, it can be said that they would not be able to accomplish such a feat.

It's just a little surprising that the big thing has come to an end, but the adult in front of him doesn't seem to be happy.

At this time, Si Jing sat cross-legged on one side, looking at the person beside him.

"Do you really want to do this?"

Si Jing said in a very low voice.

"What level? Everything is guided by the black Buddha Manika. What we do is compassion. If you have doubts, it is disrespectful."

The person next to him was wearing a black monk's robe. He was extremely thin, with sunken eye sockets and no flesh on his cheeks. He was only 1.5 meters six, and his two palms were pitch black. The technique is amazing.

If people from the Zishan faction see it, they will definitely not be able to resist eating their flesh and blood.

Because it is the great protector of the Black Buddhism, who assassinated the mad monk and met secretly.

This person has a weird personality, radical approach, and likes to play with people's hearts. On weekdays, even in black Buddhism, he doesn't win people's hearts very much.

After the south was pacified, he had nothing to do, knowing that Si Jing was going back to Sitong, so he came with him.
"I mean, we can take it step by step, there is no need to be so radical..."

Si Jing took a deep breath, suppressed the unhappiness in her heart, and glanced at the stars in the sky.

"Hehe, what is radical?"

An Yu rubbed his chin, a weird smile appeared on his face.

"Burn down the warehouses in Sitong City, cut off the surrounding roads, make the city trapped, and then use experts to enter the city to frighten people, spread food widely, and win people's hearts. This is the strategy set by the little Buddha. What a radical."

"You understand that's not what I'm talking about..." Si Jing frowned.

Originally, what he thought was to use favors on Lin Mo, slowly lock him up, the two communicated secretly, and then lead him into the teaching when the real situation came.

But everything was destroyed by the secret encounter.

The other party actually burned down the warehouse directly while he was out on errands, intending to frame Lin Mo and force him to choose between the righteous way and black Buddhism...

This kind of behavior was very decisive, but they didn't think about it at all. If they really went on a business trip... what would they do.

"Haven't you considered the result of this failure?" Si Jing suppressed her emotions and asked bitterly.

He knew Lin Mo's potential, and also knew that there was real evil hidden in his heart, so he spared no effort to win her over.

But everything was destroyed by a secret encounter!

"The result of failure?" Anyu was a little surprised, "If you fail, you fail. In fact, I am more interested in what he will choose when he is really hard to argue. Hehe, he chooses to suffer the loss and join Are we still helplessly explaining to the court and the sect?
It's really interesting..."

(End of this chapter)