The strongest sniper king

Chapter 866 Killing the Dead Bamboo
Tianling Temple.

Li An found a certificate on Kuzhu, saying that he was a monk of Tianling Temple.

Tianling Temple is not far from the urban area, only [-] kilometers away. Li An and his classmates visited there when he was in school. It is a small temple with only two rooms.

Because the dark Buddha was involved, Li An was more cautious, got a car and came to Tianling Temple overnight.

There are only two monks in Tianling Temple, besides Kuzhu, there is also a teenage monk.

Perhaps because of the poor living conditions, the little novice monk was as skinny as a dead bamboo, looking as if he would collapse in a strong wind.

The little novice was not even a warrior. He was sleeping when Li An arrived, and he was captured without much effort.

"Hey, wake up." Li An stretched out his hand and patted the little monk's face. Seeing that he was still confused, he splashed the half cup of tea left on the table on his face.

Only then did the little novice come to his senses, and when he saw Li An visiting late at night, he thought it was a thief, so he shouted the Buddha's chant and said, "Almsgiver, you really came to the wrong place.

Look at us, even the Buddhist vessels are dilapidated, without a single valuable thing, you."

"Snapped."

Li An slapped the little novice monk, and said, "Shut up, I'll cut your tongue if you keep talking."

The little novice was still young after all, so he was frightened by Li's words.

"What's your relationship with Dead Bamboo?" Li An asked.

"Withered Bamboo is the teacher of the little monk." The little novice replied.

"Well, let me ask you, what kind of Buddhism do you study?"

"Mahayana Buddhism."

"Damn! Little monk, I advise you to tell me the truth quickly, otherwise I will kill you like a dead bamboo."

Li An cursed, and threw the dead bamboo dish out, which was still stained with blood.

As soon as the little novice heard that the dead bamboo was killed, and saw the blood-stained certificate, he believed Li An's words, and immediately said with a mournful face: "Don't be angry, benefactor, in fact, I don't want to become a monk at all, as if I was kidnapped by the dead bamboo. "

Then, like a woman, the little novice narrated what happened to her with snot and tears.

It turned out that the little novice monk was not a local. He lost his way in the mountains while traveling with his parents. Kuzhu said he would take him to find his parents, but he lured him to this temple to become a monk.

The little novice was still young, and Kuzhu just said that he would not be a monk and threw him into the mountains to feed the wolves, so he didn't dare to escape.

Later, Dry Bamboo showed some kung fu in front of the little novice, and the little novice was astonished, fearing that he would be killed by Dry Bamboo, he dared not run away.

"Almsgiver, no! You are really a living Bodhisattva who saves the suffering. You killed it well.

If you kill Dead Bamboo, then I can go back to my parents to reunite.

I haven't been back for so many years, my parents must think me crazy. "

The little novice said sobbing.

If you want him to know that the dead bamboo is still alive, what kind of mood will he feel.

"Don't worry, I'll let you go, but before that, you have to tell me about Dead Bamboo.

Why does he want to be a monk here, and who does he usually contact with? "

Ang Lee asked.

The little novice's answer was disappointing. Dry Bamboo kept a sense of mystery in front of him and didn't let him know so many things at all.

However, there was one thing that caught Li An's attention.

That is, there will be a masked person visiting late at night on the [-]th of every month, and he will leave after saying a few words with Dead Bamboo.

The little novice discovered it by accident when he got up at night. Later, he was afraid that the dead bamboo would be bad for him, so he didn't dare to speak out.

Calculating the time, it will be fifteen in two days.

Li An concluded that this masked man must have something to do with the Dark Buddha. The dead bamboo is just a pawn left here, and the Dark Buddha is conducting a huge conspiracy.

After knocking out the little novice monk, Li An came to the yard, kicked the dead bamboo on the waist, and the dead bamboo woke up with a cry of pain.

After finding himself in the temple, Kuzhu was shocked, but on the surface he pretended to be calm and shouted the Buddha's name, and then said: "There must be some misunderstanding between the benefactor and the poor monk. In fact, we can sit down and talk slowly."

Li An squatted down, smiled at Dry Bamboo and said, "We can indeed sit down and talk slowly, let's talk about your dark Buddha's conspiracy."

As soon as the word "dark Buddha" came out, Dry Zhu's expression changed abruptly, but he pretended to be calm and said: "The benefactor is joking, how could this poor monk be a dark Buddha? To be honest, there is no dark Buddha in this world at all. It's just a misunderstanding of Buddhism by the worldly people."

What Li An hates the most is wasting time with this kind of hypocritical person, and without talking too much, he took out a throwing knife and stabbed it into Dead Bamboo's shoulder.

Dry Bamboo was quite tough, but he frowned slightly, and didn't even hum.

Seeing that the dead bamboo was still not convinced, Li An took out a throwing knife and stabbed it into the other shoulder.

"Why does the benefactor want to hurt the poor monk?"

"Almsgiver, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, it's time to turn around."

"Benefactor, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately."

"I don't go to hell who goes to hell."

The place where Li Anfei's flying knife stabs is very measured, it will cause fatal pain to the dead bamboo, but it will not really kill the opponent.

Every time the flying knife was thrown, Dry Zhu said a word, and he was very calm, but when Li An's eighth flying knife pierced his thigh and almost cut off his penis, Dry Zhu exploded. .

"Fuck me."

"Boy, are you playing or not? If you want to kill me, just do it. What does that mean?"

"Don't you want to know about the Dark Buddha? Well, I'll tell you!"

Dry Zhu kept yelling, but he didn't really say anything about the dark Buddha's conspiracy, but a black light suddenly emanated from his whole body.

Li An was slightly startled, he had blocked the acupuncture points all over his body, how could he still circulate his true energy?

No, it should be said to be the power of the Dark Buddha.

Li An felt that something was wrong, and immediately retreated.

The moment Li An pulled back, Dry Zhu's body began to swell, and the throwing knives that stabbed him shot out like bullets.

Li An stretched out his hand to grab the air, retracted all the throwing knives, and then quietly looked at the dead bamboo whose body was swollen like a balloon.

Withered bamboo wrapped in the dark Buddha's power had a sinister smile on his face. His swollen body did not affect his speed, but instead he rushed towards Li An very flexibly.

When the matter came to this point, how could Li An not understand that Dead Bamboo was a secret technique of the dark Buddha developed by the family, and he wanted to die with himself.

Before the dead bamboo could pounce, Li An swung out all the throwing knives that had just been put in his hand.

Infused with Li An's strength, the flying knife was stronger than a bullet, piercing through Dead Bamboo's body with a "puff puff", and the knife hit the vital point.

"Tom!"

Withered Zhu's body also exploded when the last flying knife pierced his body.

Li An released his true energy, creating an invisible wall of power to block the attack of the minced meat.

(End of this chapter)