At the beginning of Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, I can transfer experience

Chapter 26: Fake Death to Escape
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Zhenwu hurriedly jumped off the tiger demon and slapped him hard several times. The tiger demon was still lying on the ground like a dead fish.

After a long time, Zhenwu was at a loss.

Snapped.

He slapped himself with about the same force as he slapped the tiger demon.

"I don't feel anything!"

Zhen Wu murmured to himself. Until then, he had not yet realized why the tiger demon died in front of him inexplicably.

"Really dead."

After some testing, Chen Shuai said softly, with a little surprise in his words.

Based on his perception, there would be no mistake. The tiger demon was dead.

But why?

He didn't believe that the tiger demon could be beaten to death with just a few slaps from Zhenwu. This was too ridiculous.

However, the facts are before our eyes, the tiger demon has indeed lost its breath.

"Could it be that this tiger monster has an extremely clever method of feigning death?"

Chen Shuai stared blankly at the tiger demon, lost in thought, and everything in front of him was a bit strange.

"Amitabha."

Soon, Zhenwu seemed to accept the reality and faced the death of the tiger demon calmly.

"Although you are dead, I will still send you to the pagoda."

He whispered, really finding this scene a bit weird.

That's why I planned to put the tiger demon's corpse into the pagoda. Even if something happened later, the pagoda would be able to suppress the tiger demon.

If it were to release life, if the tiger demon faked his death, wouldn't it be the same as letting the tiger return to the mountain?

Just like Chen Shuai thought, Zhenwu also felt that the tiger demon was faking his death, but there was no evidence and he didn't know.

After saying that, Zhenwu put the tiger demon into the pagoda in front of Chen Shuai.

After doing this, Zhenwu's mood was a little low, so he said to Chen Shuai: "Junior brother, I'm going back first."

Chen Shuai nodded and watched Zhen Wu go back.

Suddenly.

Chen Shuai shuddered and subconsciously covered his clothes tightly.

"It becomes cooler?"

Immediately, Chen Shuai's expression changed. His body was no longer afraid of the severe cold.

"This wind is weird!"

He soon noticed the strange wind, but the wind was invisible and colorless, making it difficult for even Chen Shuai to track.

His face was a little gloomy, and there was always a bad feeling in his heart, but he didn't know what it was exactly.

When we returned to the Sutra Pavilion, there was a strong wind blowing throughout the Buddha Temple.

Chen Shuai stood in front of the window and stared in the direction of the pagoda for a moment. The weak candlelight was so inconspicuous, as if he was shrouded in darkness.

"You have to speed up your practice."

Regardless of whether the uneasiness in his heart was true or not, at this moment, Chen Shuai felt a sense of urgency for no reason.

The night is long.

The sky is silent.

In the back mountain.

A ghostly figure gradually emerged from the darkness. He was very weak, and his body was twisted when the wind blew.

After he fully emerged, he discovered that the other party was a tiger monster, the same tiger monster that died during the day.

"Fortunately, Lord Tiger, I have the soul-removing technique, otherwise if I were imprisoned in the pagoda, I would probably have a narrow escape from death!"

What kind of existence is the pagoda?
In the surrounding area, it is a hell-like existence. No matter what kind of monster it is, no one wants to be caught and imprisoned in the pagoda.

The same is naturally true for the tiger demon. He only ate a few people before he was caught by Zhenwu. In the end, he had to give up his body. This made him very helpless and lamented the injustice of God.

"Hmph, Master Hu will have to take revenge sooner or later. Let's go down the mountain to find some food at night to make up for Master Hu's losses."

The tiger demon snorted coldly. He planned to take revenge now, but when he thought that he was still in Futu Temple, he gave up the idea.

After all, after using the Soul-Leaving Technique, his strength has not been fully restored. Going for revenge now is undoubtedly seeking death.Just as he was about to leave, his expression suddenly froze: "Who is there?"

Tapping.

"When a tiger falls and is bullied by a dog, one day I will regain my strength!"

"Those gangsters in the Servants' Courtyard who have offended me now, after I practice, I will pay them back one by one!"

"Why, why is it always me who gets hurt..."

In the dark night, Jiefa screamed up to the sky, complaining about the injustice of his fate. He was once an official disciple, but now he has lost all his cultivation and has become the target of bullying by a group of handymen.

The huge gap was difficult for Jiefa to accept, so he was beaten, badly.

"Monk, do you long for power? Do you want to be strong? As long as you nod your head, you will have supreme power and become the strongest king of the Buddha Temple..."

At this moment, a charming voice sounded in Jiefa's mind.

"Who?"

Jie Fa trembled suddenly, and the next moment his body began to tremble involuntarily.

After a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a tiger flashed in his pupils.

"It really doesn't take much effort!"

The tiger demon sneered in his heart. He thought he could only go down the mountain tonight, but who would have thought that a big meal would come in the blink of an eye.

In just an instant, he swallowed up the soul of Jiefa and successfully replaced Jiefa.

"Zhenwu, just wait, I will settle this account with you sooner or later."

The reborn tiger demon grinned, with a breathtaking smile.

He walked towards his residence step by step, pausing as he walked.

"This body is really too weak."

Feeling that the body had no cultivation, the tiger demon was full of disgust. If he had no other choice at the moment, he would not be willing to replace a useless body.

"Let's wait for a while and find another body."

Now that the strength has not been restored, everything can only be done slowly.

Thinking like this, Jiefa quickly left and his figure disappeared into the darkness.

The residence in the Zaiyuan is completely different from the original residence of Jifa, and four people live there.

When the other three saw Jie Fa coming back, they all stopped what they were doing and looked at Jie Fa with unkind eyes.

"Jiefa, who allowed you to come back so late?"

One of the slightly stronger monks said with an unhappy face that he was still waiting for the precepts to get him water to wash his feet, but as a result, this guy disappeared as soon as he finished his work and did not come back until now.

"What, do you have an opinion?"

This precept is not that precept. The tiger demon, who had obtained part of the memory of the precept, showed contempt in his eyes and did not take it into consideration at all.

Upon hearing this, the three of them looked at each other and said coldly: "He has become a waste, and he is still so high and mighty. Brothers, teach him a lesson."

After saying this, the three of them started moving towards Jiefa, who seemed not to be afraid when he saw this.

He is not a master, and will be defeated by these three stooges.

Today he was going to show the dead Jiefa that not just anyone could bully him.

"Don't say that labor and capital occupy your body and do nothing. I want you to see it tonight. I will avenge you for everything I once bullied you."

Facing the three people approaching, the tiger demon roared loudly, and then rushed towards the three people.

next moment--

"what!"

"Let go, let go, my arm is broken."

"I admit defeat, I beg for mercy, let me go!"

"what……"

In less than three rounds, the tiger demon was subdued by the three men.

He roared crazily in his heart: "Jiefa, you are such a weakling!"

(End of this chapter)