The best feng shui master

Chapter 294 The Death of Yang Jin
Chen Yi is also walking forward. Anyone who has tasted the taste of men and women cannot bear this kind of suffering. The more familiar they are, the more difficult it is to hold on to themselves.

Among all the people, only Han Wenxue was still in place, not moving, but her blurred eyes showed that she had reached the limit of her patience.

"Chen Yi, Chen Yi, I like you so much..."

In the end, her defenses also began to collapse, and the man made of water, who seemed to have changed into Chen Yi, was smiling and waving to her.

He stood there wearing the clothes he carefully selected for him, handsome and tall, with dazzling white teeth and a gentle smile.

His arms are broad and powerful, as if it is the warmest and safest place in the world; his eyes are sharp and deep, as if covering everything, but at this moment there is only her reflection...

This kind of psychedelic that hits the heart directly, and the temptation to bless the soul directly is hard for everyone to resist.Because it wasn't the singing, it wasn't the enemy that made their defenses collapse, but themselves.The singing just aroused their deepest desires, like a dike of a thousand miles, the water man drilled a small hole in the dike, but what destroyed the dike was the torrential flood that was blocked and restrained!

Chen Yi moved his steps mechanically, and slowly approached behind Yang Jin and Xu Zhiyuan.

But he stopped suddenly, and the steps he stepped out were suspended in midair, and he didn't fall down for a long time.The remaining sliver of clarity told him that there was a problem here.The scene he saw was exactly what he expected in his heart, Luo Yan, Han Wenxue, Zhao Liping, and even Liu Bing...

This, this is not logical!

Luo Yan, Han Wenxue, and Zhao Liping are so proud, such outstanding women, regardless of status, committing themselves to themselves, it is already a good thing that the ancestral grave is smoked, how could they put on such a provocative gesture together?

Not to mention that they were impossible, even if Chen Yi chose himself, he would not be willing to trample on them like this, and profane and squander the friendship of these women.

He bit the tip of his tongue violently, and roared, "Everyone who is about to fight is marching forward!"

Whoa!
Chen Yi was shocked, and cold sweat poured out like rain, soaking his clothes instantly.At this time, he was only three or two meters away from the water man.

The "Nine Secrets" yelled, not only awakened himself, but also awakened others.At this moment, everyone's eyes regained their clarity, and the water figure was no longer the person imagined in their hearts, but returned to its original appearance.

It's still suffocatingly beautiful, but it no longer has the attraction that makes people rush past everything.

"what!"

The majestic tall lama holding an iron rod in front of Yangjin was disillusioned, and she was so lost that she didn't even want to believe that all this was an illusion in her heart. If it was a dream, she would be willing to immerse herself in it and never wake up.

That happened five years ago. She was hunted down by that lama all the way, tried her best but couldn't get rid of her. In the end, she was hit with a stick by him and seriously injured on the ground, unable to get up.

Yang Jin thought that his life was over. The lamas of the Potala Palace and Jokhang Temple have been opposing their beast speakers for thousands of years.The lamas aim to subjugate demons and protect the safety of Tibetans, but their beast speakers behave perversely. If they are even slightly dissatisfied with Tibetans, blood will flow into rivers and their homes will be destroyed at every turn.

Moreover, the double cultivation method of the beast speakers is also contrary to the teachings of Buddhism. It is true that there are double cultivation in Buddhism, but it is for men and women to improve together, and their beast speakers are bloody supplements. After the harvesting is completed, there is only one dead end.

In the eyes of the lamas, they are monsters and demons, and they should be subdued and killed.

When a man is about to die, his words are good, and when a bird is about to die, his name is also sad.

Yang Jin begged him to let him kill himself and let him end his sinful and painful life.

At that moment, Yang Jin recalled his past. He was taken away from his family by his master since he was a child. For decades, he was in the company of wild beasts and poisonous snakes, killing countless people.

With tears in her eyes, and hatred and nostalgia for this world, she closed her eyes and quietly waited for the shocking blow from Lama Tiebang.

But the result surprised her. Lama Tiebang chanted the Buddha's name and said: If you have good thoughts in your heart, you can throw away your sins and return to good deeds, and you must not cause disasters again.

He left, holding the iron rod, wearing a monk's robe and straw sandals, drifting away in the wind and snow, gradually disappearing.She lived, and his figure has been branded in her heart since then, and will never be erased.

But Yang Jin did not return to the right path as Lama Tiebang expected, because she was found by the master, rescued, and went on the path of sin again.

She didn't dare to disobey her master's wishes, because that would be more terrifying than death. She wanted to see that iron lama whose name she didn't even know, even if she died under his magic stick, she was willing to die.

So she was more unscrupulous than before, her hands were bloodier, and more people took the mends. The master was satisfied, but the lama never appeared.

He may have become a Living Buddha, so he doesn't need to chase and kill his little evildoer in the snowstorm like a knife anymore, right?She wondered in her heart.

He is a great lama, and she is a little evildoer, how could it be possible to see her immediately?Unless she can become a new generation of Beastmaster, she will be qualified to talk to him.

"Yangjin, come back!"

It wasn't until Gongchajiebu's cry brought Yang Jin back to reality, realizing that he was already less than half a meter away from the water man, and life and death were also half a meter away.

Yang Jin saw that the arms of the water man suddenly became longer and thinner, turning into sharp ice like a blade.She felt that the cold ice pierced into her body inch by inch, freezing the sins that could not be washed or wiped clean.

"thorn"

The skate came out through her body and turned into a puddle of water to soothe her wound, making her feel the last ray of kindness at the moment of death.

The blood, mixed with the water, spewed out, patches of scarlet, patches of light red, like Gesang flowers all over the mountains and plains.

With a smile on her face and trembling lips, Yang Jin said in a voice that only she could hear, "Look, my blood is still red..."

She has always wanted to see that mighty iron lama again, even if she died, and now she finally got her wish, even though the price is huge, even though it is not true, but there is a saying in Buddhism, everything is like a dream, like a bubble, like dew is like electricity...

As long as you see it!
"Yang Jin!"

Gongchajiebu shouted loudly that this apprentice was raised by him alone, and he had deep feelings. Seeing her die in front of him, he was full of hostility and grief and indignation.

With a golden stick in his hand, he was about to step forward and smash that damn water man into foam.

"Wait a minute, don't be reckless!"

Gonchojebu, who rushed out a few steps, was pulled back by Lange, "This water man is Jinnara among the eight tribes. He is the best at singing and bewitching. He has magic power. If he is not careful, he will be poisoned. You are now impulsive and irritable, just giving it an opportunity."

Gonchajebu resisted the impulse, stomped his feet resentfully, and backed away.When they were on full alert just now, they were still caught in its singing. If they rushed up like this, they would die like Yang Jin in all likelihood.

"Uncle, why didn't you remind me earlier?"

Gongchajiebu stared at Lange, flashing an angry light, "Otherwise Yangjin would not die here, she was raised by me from the bottom, and the next Beastmaster was appointed by default, now that she is dead, the position of Beastmaster only If it can be passed to Nobu, do you think that in his hands, the Beast Whisperer can defeat those bald siege?"

Feelings are one, master's inheritance is two, and the third is that he doesn't like Nobu, and even hates that disciple who has great ambitions and talents, has high eyes but low abilities, and is smart but has no great wisdom.

"Hmph, no one would have expected Padmasambhava's tricks. When my senior brother and I came in, what this kinnara elicited was our 'anger' thoughts. We beast whisperers are the kings of wild beasts. We have too much experience to decipher our anger thoughts. There wasn't much trouble, but this time it was different, it aroused "desire", and even I was caught off guard!"

Lange looked at Yang Jin in the pool of blood, and felt a bit sad, "This girl is a woman after all, and she can't get over the emotional barrier. Otherwise, it may not be a blessing to become the beast king. It's just right to die here, so that the beast whisperer will never recover in the future." .”

It was the first time that Gongchajiebu glared at his uncle. He said sarcastic remarks even though he knew that what he said was true, but he said unconvincedly, "Uncle, Yang Jin is my apprentice. My last disciple is my disciple. I understand, if she dies, who will take over as the Beastmaster? You and I are not too young, so if we choose disciples, there are not many who can be better than Yang Jin!"

"Hmph, it's just a little girl. If we get these eight holy beasts, who will our beast whisperers be afraid of? Even your ineffective disciple Nobu, if he masters the eight dragons, those bald lamas Don't dare to act recklessly!"

Lange yelled angrily, and Gonchojebu came back to his senses instantly. Yes, as long as he mastered the eight dragons, let alone a Yangjin, he would be willing to bury Norbu together.

"My uncle taught me that I must get the holy beast in my hands today. I want to find out the bones of Lian Huasheng and throw them into ashes!"

Gongchajiebu sorted out the priorities, and gnashed his teeth, blaming Padmasambhava for Yangjin's death.

Many people in the world are like this. It is obviously their own mistakes, but they don’t know how to reflect on themselves. Instead, they have to push it to others, and then make even bigger mistakes.

If it wasn't for Gongchajiebu and Lange, how could they have come here, and how could Yang Jin have died here?
The eight dragons arranged by Lianhuasheng did not provoke them at all, everything was caused by their greed.

(End of this chapter)