Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 1605 Qifan, the love of the Buddha. twenty four
"Dead man—"

Miserable wailing sounded one after another, and the monks fled frantically.

With a wave of Xue Gusu's hand, the door of the meditation room slammed shut, and they couldn't open it no matter how hard they beat.

Fu Yuejun was furious, until the magazine was empty and there was no bullet, she collapsed limply on the ground, her heart and soul were almost mixed together, she had never been so irrational.

Even back then, when Duan Siyan's mother insulted her mother like that, she finally restrained herself firmly.

But now, seeing so many poor children, she couldn't help it anymore.

Fu Yuejun burst into tears, her heart was really hurting badly.

But unexpectedly, the few remaining monks also cried out of fear, because they were frightened by Fu Yuejun's crazy shooting, and almost lost control of their bladder and bowels.

"You bastards, do you still have the face to cry?"

Sang Ling was so angry that her eyes were red, and she scolded those monks furiously: "A man has tears and does not flick them lightly. A man has gold under his knees. A man stands up to the sky. None of you have taken it."

"Are you still human?"

In order to survive, he actually helped Xuantianzong do such harmful activities.

Sang Ling even felt that these people were scarier than Hideo Abe. Among the nearly [-] children, none were over five years old. How could they bear such a small child?

"Bastard, what a beast!" Sang Ling was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, his chest rose and fell rapidly, and he even stretched out his feet, punching and kicking at the group of monks.

I don't know how long it took to beat those monks until they were dying before they stopped.

Seeing that Fu Yuejun had also calmed down, Sang Ling asked her softly: "What are we going to do now, are we going to transport these children down the mountain and find a place to cremate them?"

"If I don't let them die in peace, how can I feel at ease?" Fu Yuejun cried until his voice became hoarse, staring at the monks full of hatred.

These are the monks.

She will never let them go.

Sensing Fu Yuejun's gaze, Sang Ling probably figured out her thoughts, took out a few pills from the medicine bottle, and said to them coldly: "Eat them!"

"This, what is this?"

The abbot looked at Sang Ling suspiciously, not daring to reach out to pick it up.

"Of course it's the medicine to get rid of the evil spirit in your body. If I want to harm you, you would have died!" Sang Ling kicked unceremoniously. In fact, this is not a medicine, but a Gu insect.

She didn't have such a good intention to get rid of the evil spirits in these people's bodies.

Tricking them into swallowing the Gu worms is to make them survive instead of die, so that Fu Yuejun's hatred in his heart can be relieved for a moment.

As for how to deal with these people in the future, I have to let Fu Yuejun decide.

Seeing what Sang Ling said, several monks put down their guard and swallowed the elixir.

Fu Yuejun wiped away tears with his sleeve, took out a small pipe, and handed it to Sang Ling: "This is a signal flare, tell Gu Xuanwu to send a team to transport these children down the mountain."

There are too many children, and it is difficult for them to take them away for a while, so they can only wait here for Gu Xuanwu to send someone up.

Sang Ling took the signal flare and went to the yard to release the signal.

When she went back, she saw Fu Yuejun holding Xue Gu in his arms, chattering something, but she couldn't hear clearly, seeing this scene, she didn't open the door and went in.

"I don't know who you are, but I think you are very familiar and kind." Fu Yuejun put his arms around Xue Gu's shoulders and leaned against the cold wall, with a sense of sadness in his eyes.

Xue Gu smiled softly: "It's okay, you will remember."

(End of this chapter)