Death Sutra

The old man was trapped in the four sangha blues because of his curiosity. He still regrets it now, but his face is still smiling, and the five high-slung swords that surround him are not falling.

"I really don't worth the abbot. I have worked so hard to raise such a big temple. When I was kidnapped by a robber, no one was rescued. A group of stilted sorghums, a good way to kill people, remove the current abbot, you Who is this paving for?"

The four monks rarely spoke, but they kept each other and whispered their heads. As long as the old man was slightly changed, he would immediately stop it. Only Fa Chong was willing to answer the old question of the old man.

"The old man, you are exhausted, and you are bound by the hand. The life of the abbot does not require you to worry."

"Old monk, don't you blush? It's a debate, but it makes this trick."

"Exactly, the debate between you and me is not over yet. Please continue to talk."

The old man’s debate was used to show off. As soon as the Shangguan left, he lost all his interest and looked around for a chance to get out of trouble.

This is a small yard with houses on the east and south sides, a wall and entrance and exit on the north, and vine-covered cliffs on the west. You can escape in any direction. The old man is more inclined to the cliff. His own light work can easily climb up and leave the monk of the temple behind.

Probably the intention of picking up the old man, the two French characters are high in the west.

The old man has tried several times, and he is not afraid of any one of the five scorpions. He can be a monk with less and less, so that he can not display his hands and feet, and rushing to shoot will only waste his skill.

While the old man tried to sneer at the same time, "four sangha blues are shameless. Five hit me, what is arguable? Of course, you win, big wins and special wins, and in the future, rumors of 'five baldness and shortness', It’s a good story, and you’re sure to be famous...”

It is not easy to anger the monk. Even the law is no longer open to respond, just standing up, hands together, not moving.

When the old man of the wood also said that he was annoyed, he sat on the ground with his cross-legged legs and recited the Tao Te Ching and the various books of the Yuqing School. He must suppress the arrogance of the monks.

This ratio is two hours, when the sky is bright, the monks are not tired. There are more and more monks gathered at the entrance of the courtyard. The old man is impatient. He screams and asks: "The old bald children, what are you waiting for, come up and fight!"

When hundreds of monks outside made a loud sigh at the same time, they did not admire the old man, but praised the temple’s sorghum.

Wood old man no matter what. Staring at the rush, he challenged. But there is no monk action. "Hey, what do you want to take me? Are we so dead?"

The law shook his head. "The wooden sin is very sinful. The Shangguan lord entrusts us to abolish your martial arts. It is best to leave you in Galan."

"A good sinister little adulteress." Wood old man was furious. It’s not called Shangguan’s “good girl”, and my eyes turned and suddenly laughed. “You, I really admire you. Tieshan’s smashing and killing the four sangha blues, you’re going to go with the sheep. But the old man who has no complaints and no enmity is stalking. Hey, you are half-dead, and you are far worse than Shi Qingjue of Tieshan. The kid has a future, and he went to the brothel in a few days. Yes, I took him there. Ah, it’s not more than 20 years of refueling and concentrating on it. It’s just hungry and tiger-fighting. The experienced old man can’t stand it, crying and crying, and even changing ten people. Finally, guess what? The ten prostitutes hope to come again, don't want money! Haha."

The old man’s words were true and false, and he used seven turns of magic to begin to describe many details, and he seemed to be standing at the bedside.

The five high-ranking monks who surrounded him were not heard. The monks at the entrance of the hospital were not strong and strong. Many people blush and heartbeat. They hated Shi Qingjue, but they were envious, and the awake people immediately left their ears. The next person wants to listen, can't listen, wants to move, and gradually falls into the magic.

The old man's mouth kept on his mouth, but his eyes swept over the five old men. As long as there was an opening against him, he might leak out the flaws and let him escape.

Fa Chong and others did not move, but there was someone screaming at the door, as if it was a blue sky, and it was so loud that the ears of the old man’s ears turned into a stagnation. Unrelated people will retreat, let the uncle concentrate on demon!"

When the public suddenly realized that they had fled from the small courtyard and returned to their own room, they could not help but repent and some people thought about it.

The old man pointed at the anger and drunk the man. "It turned out to be lotus green. I haven't seen it for a long time. It seems that you are in a good mix of four sangha blues. You can shout a scorpion. You let others quit and don't go. I tell you something more interesting, or do you feel that you are better than others?"

Lian Qing was a few years old, but his strength was not strong, but he used to be a robber. The life of the jade jade city was all experienced. The description of the old man was too fake in his voice. He has self-knowledge and does not return. Punch on the open space at the door.

Women, wine, and scorpions have not been able to make the lotus green heart move. The old man is not convinced. I have to think of one. "With. Lotus, no wonder you have to be a monk in the four sangha, you are here. It’s really a spleen, and one is not being dare to resist when the robbers are bullied. One is to bear the same thing as killing the enemy. Hey, what is this magic? Is it good to teach me?”

Lin Qing’s brother died under the dragon king’s knife. Under Master’s influence, he finally forgot his hatred, and then he was mentioned by the old man. He still had anger rising in his heart, but his mouth was not so much.

The old man knows that he has finally found the loophole. "Zhuang Heng, who made you install the cross in front of the Dragon King? It’s a terrible death. It’s even worse that your mother compatriots went to Sijia Lanlan and learned. A martial arts, every day 'packing strong', is not afraid to find the Dragon King revenge, let me cry for you."

Zhuang Qiang is the name of the lotus green vulgar. The old man has only heard it once and remembered it.

Lian Qing still does not open, the upper and lower teeth bite tightly, and refuses to admit defeat, forcing himself to concentrate on boxing.

The old man screamed and cried. "There is no enemies to report ... there is no enemies to report ... I am not stunned by Zhuang Heng, I can't live in the shadows. I don't have to offend the Dragon King, but I was killed for no reason, nobody collected, no wild dog. The bite is fragmented. I have a brother, it is not the same. You ask at least for me, why is the Dragon King killing me?"

Lian Qing couldn't stand it anymore. He shouted and jumped a bit high. After landing, he strode to the old man. "Come here, let's fight one!"

The old man is very happy, as long as an old man is distracted to stop the lotus, he has a chance.

It’s not a wish. The troubled people have come this time.

"The monk is angry, don't count." Shangguan leaped from the outside of the hospital, just blocking the lotus.

Lian Qing glared at her eyes, and her neck was covered with blue veins. Suddenly she remembered that the Master’s law was transferred to the woman in front of her. The anger was suddenly turned into nothing, and she went to the door of the hospital. The face gradually calmed down.

The old man grows a sigh of relief. "Good girl. You are finally back. I know that you are the most talked. I am listening to you and following you to the four sangha. Now the monks are forcibly staying. You have to talk about them." ”

Shangguan’s ceremony was extended to the five old ladies and thanked them for their help. Then he said to the old man: "The one-step king defeated."

The old man of the wood stunned the news of the whole city. He was the last one to know. He whispered an "impossible" and then smiled and said: "Good girl. This is the net of Buddhism. Lying is more sin than usual. First class... The one-step king is really defeated?"

"Ok."

"Look at your appearance, the one-step king seems to be alive?"

"Yes."

"Congratulations, the good girl can be proud of it. The father and the lover are all safe and sound. You are the happiest woman in the whole Western Region and the most powerful woman."

Shangguan’s face was reddish and did not respond to the sarcasm of the old man. He said: “Wooden old man, you are dead, Jinpengbao does not care, you will not send someone to save you. You have revoked martial arts, and since then you have been rehabilitated, I can save you. One life."

"Haha." Wood old man stood up and laughed, and the smile suddenly disappeared without a trace. "How did the Dragon King win? His dead man has broken through?"

If Shangguan didn't want to answer, he would still open his mouth for a moment. "The Dragon King does not need to abandon the knife. He defeats the one-step king with pure palm and internal strength."

The old man looked stunned. "You...you didn't lie to me?"

"All the cities know, what is the use of me to lie to you?"

The old man’s brow was locked, bowed his head and thought, and shook his head. “It’s impossible. The Dragon King’s internal strength is the clearest thing. I’m a big difference with the One-Step King. I got two chapters from the Queen’s Queen and I gave it to you. The one-step king, in exchange for the first seven chapters, he also helped me to restore my skill. The ** chapter of the Book of Nothing is infinite, and your father has only a residual piece in his hand. After the comparison, he proves that he has begun to practice. His internal strength is stronger, the Dragon King... ...Impossible, surely what went wrong, is the one-step king pretending to be defeated by another trick?"

Shangguan shook his head. "The whole Jinpengbao is ready to win the victory. The loss is completely an accident, and after he competes with the Dragon King, the internal force is completely lost. Now it is worse than the ordinary people."

The old man was stunned again, and suddenly he burst into laughter and raised his arms. He said, "Dragon King, if you really have it, you dare to take this risk. Based on this, the one-step king is defeated. Haha, you I have been pretending to be interested in the death of the sword. I used to lie to me and let me pass the false news to the One Step King. I also admit defeat and convinced."

Shangguan sighed. "Wooden old man, you still want to think about yourself first. I ask you, are you willing to squander martial arts?"

The old man picked up the loose skin on his face and said, "Hey, what do I look like? I don’t want to do anything that is mean, but I don’t want to do it. I can play in the four Sangha Blues. I am worth it. ""

If the Shangguan is ashamed, he will not say more and retreat to the side.

The five old men also retired, they just pinned the old man and never killed.

More and more vulgar warriors walked into the small courtyard, and many people jumped directly from the roof, and even several people were guarded on the cliff.

The old man recognized the Central Plains and the Dragon Guards, and there were some unnamed knives. The more people there were, the more brilliant the smile on his face was, and he nodded. Finally, he saw the Dragon King and the Dog, and he was extremely excited. In the middle of the hand, a long sword, a mouthful of whistling in the mouth, then shouted four words.

"Don't die!"

(Seeking for a recommendation) (To be continued.)