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Chapter 2294 Mujing's Death
As the fire slowly rose, the astonishing heat wave continued to spread to the surroundings, and the old monk who was tied in the middle had his eyebrows roasted, his beard began to curl, and he even smelled burnt. odor.

It's just that the speed of the old monk's mouth chanting is getting faster and faster, as if he is chanting the "Mantra of Rebirth" for himself again, but his eyes are still closed.

Slowly the fire continued to burn towards the middle, and the old monk's clothes were also slowly ignited, and bursts of fire continued to burn towards the old monk.

The pain caused the old monk's face to deform and distort constantly, but the speed of chanting at the corner of his mouth did not stop at all.

At some point, Master Deyun also came to the opposite of the old monk in the courtyard, sat outside the fire, and began to recite the "Mantra of Rebirth".

"Namo Amitabha Ye. Dotagata Ye. Dodiya He..."

And Kii Jiro saw that Master Deyun didn't even beg for mercy, and even though he was polite to him as the captain, he kept him at a respectful distance.

"Damn it, Deyun, you won again!"

Seeing Master Deyun like this, he knew that he would not find the "Diamond Sutra" this time, so he could only sigh and put down a few harsh words.

"From now on, anyone who dares to enter the mountain and come to Qingliang Temple will be killed without mercy. At the same time, guards will be set up outside. No one will be allowed to enter the temple. I really want to see how long you, Deyun, can last."

Mu Jing looked at De Yun who was not getting any oil and salt, and was also a little discouraged.

After all, he had searched everything he could find in the entire Qingliang Temple, but he couldn't find any clues at all, and it even gave him an urge to kill.

When Mujing left, no one noticed that Master Deyun's eyes shed two crystal clear tears at some point, looking at the opposite master who was being burned, he wanted to cry even more.

He was still sitting, but now he was sitting on his knees, doing the Buddhist salute with one hand, and counting the beads with the other hand, and he was chanting scriptures like weeping blood.

At this moment, on the side of the temple, Zhang Tianhao's figure also slowly appeared, revealing a head.

Just looking at the figure of the old monk in the fire, seeing Master Deyun kneeling and chanting sutras, and his weeping voice, his eyes instantly burst into endless anger.

He had only left for less than an hour when such a tragedy happened here, and endless killing intent flashed across his face.

"Kill kill kill..."

His figure couldn't help but go directly down the mountain, watching Mujing and his party descending from a distance.

He gritted his teeth, then turned directly and went down Qingliang Temple.

Now he really wants to kill people, but he can't. At least this ancient temple has not been destroyed. If he kills people here, it will really be destroyed.

As for Yamashita, he can do a lot of killing and will not give these people any chance at all.

With his speed, he quickly followed behind these people and headed down the mountain, but he still walked under the big tree on one side to prevent being seen by these people.

Soon, Mujing and his team arrived not far from the truck. Obviously, they were quite confident in their position, and they didn't notice that there was no one on the truck in front of them.

There was only one truck, and Mujing walked directly to the side of the truck with a look of anger on his face, and Zhang Tianhao was also very fast, and he was only more than 300 meters away from them at this time, and he had an extra rifle in his hand. The bullet is loaded.

Just when Mujing and the others were more than 100 meters away from the truck, the curtain of the truck was lifted suddenly, revealing the muzzle of a machine gun, facing Mujing and the others.

And Afeng had already fired, and saw that the machine gun suddenly spewed out a storm of countless bullets, shooting towards Mujing and the others.

When he was shooting, Zhang Tianhao also came out from behind the tree, pulled the bolt, and shot at the wooden well.

Mujing was almost the primary target of Zhang Tianhao and Afeng. As the gunshots rang out, Mujing Jiro fell down and was shot at least three or four times, and Zhang Tianhao's rifle also shot directly into his body. in the brain.

"Da da da!"

With the sound of machine guns, half of the other ten Japanese guards fell down in an instant, and the other half also began to flee to the two sides, and some even rolled down, and then rolled towards the side of the road.

It's a pity that there was Ah Feng in front and Zhang Tianhao in the back. As he kept walking towards the front, the rifle in his hand kept pulling, and bullets shot out directly.It seems that there are infinite bullets, constantly shooting out.

After the five bullets were fired, Zhang Tianhao had another pistol in his hand and shot at them.With the rifle thrown to the ground, he shot at the men in black with both hands and guns, as if the bullets were free of money.

Attacking back and forth, a dozen or so Japanese soldiers were beaten in a daze.

With almost no strength to fight back, they directly became the ghosts of the two of them.

And Ah Feng, who had run out of bullets, also rushed over with a pistol. Like Zhang Tianhao, he directly repaired the gun. For the Japanese, Zhang Tianhao had already taught him that after killing them, he had to make up the knife or the gun.

Zhang Tianhao walked up to Mujing Jiro's side, kicked hard, and cursed: "Fuck, shameless, and want to plunder our Chinese treasures, bastard, damn it, all of them should be killed!"

Although Mu Jing died, the anger in Zhang Tianhao's heart was still not eliminated, as if he had a feeling of not being able to vomit.

However, now that Mui is dead, he suppressed his anger, and started to plan again for the Japanese, so that the Japanese will suffer more.

After kicking a few times, Zhang Tianhao and Afeng began to clean up the corpses, put away all the guns and other useful things on their bodies, and then threw all the corpses on the truck.

Looking at the blood on the ground and the corpses in the car behind, Zhang Tianhao and A Feng sat directly in the cab.

As the truck slowly drove away from the scene, Zhang Tianhao's expression eased a lot, but the murderous intent in his eyes did not decrease by half, on the contrary, it became stronger.

Even Ah Feng felt that something was wrong with Zhang Tianhao, so he couldn't help asking: "Master, are you okay?"

"It's okay, but Master Deyun is still suffering. This Japanese is too ruthless. He directly burned an old monk to death. It's really hateful, hateful!"

"Master, we have avenged them! I believe that even if he dies, he can rest at ease."

A Feng whispered a word of persuasion, then looked at the four-forked intersection ahead, and continued to ask, "Master, where are we going?"

"By the river on the left, we burned the truck, took off the license plate, and burned the body along with it. Let the Japanese know, and there will be trouble."

Ah Feng also knew this truth. Their gunshots just now must have alarmed many people. If they hadn't moved quickly, they might have met those spies.

By the small river, the two quickly poured out the gasoline in the truck and poured it on the corpse. The whole truck was set on fire, and Zhang Tianhao walked into the woods with the weapon and put it away.

After reappearing, Zhang Tianhao and Afeng had already crossed the small river and disappeared into the distance, leaving only the remains of a truck.

When it was discovered here, it was at least a few hours later.

At that time, the two had already left here and disappeared into the city.

(End of this chapter)