Death Sutra

Shi Qingjue raised his hand and touched his bald head, and found that the hair was growing again, and decided to scrape them off later.

Gao Yang, sitting on a pile of blankets, touched his head, sipped a drink, and sighed comfortably. "I finally lived, good brother, this is not seen for a few days, you become a mountain." Boss, I couldn’t believe it when I killed him."

Gao Yang’s face showed a shiny smile, like a layer of oil, which made his eyes look more ferocious, as if he was about to have a large, slender dog.

Not seen for a few days? Shi Qingjue was awkward for a while. He felt that time had been a long time. He had not adapted to the title of "good brother" for a long time. "Don't talk about it, I am not the Tieshan boss. The iron gun king is the son of Miss, everyone is loyal to him, I am It’s just a few ideas, everyone is going to be a thing, not when I am an outsider.”

Gao Yang squatted his right eye and whispered, "I understand, rest assured, dealing with this group of people, I have experience, and I will give you a 'king' hat sooner or later."

Shi Qingju smiled. "Don't think too much."

Gao Yang took a shot, "Right, this is for you." Reaching out, squatting inside, so I will take out a small cloth bag and say, "Get it."

Shi Qingjue tried to hide the surprise in his heart and the dislike of Gao Yang’s movement. "Do you really get it?"

"That is of course, or why should I let you pick me up?" Gao Yang said plainly, as if he was doing something small.

Shi Qingjue took the cloth bag and carefully opened it. There were two thin books in it.

The first one is the "Blood Yin", which is a pure Buddhist scripture. The scriptures are not long, the fonts are large, and the blanks are filled with comments and experiences. There is no such thing as martial arts. Gao Yang does not have much literacy. He does not understand the Buddhist scriptures. He recognizes the word "bitter yin" and assumes that this is a powerful martial arts.

Shi Qingjue did not say anything. However, his face still revealed the disappointment in his heart. Gao Yang held the wine bowl and could not drink it.

The second one was "King Kong Prajna", and it was a bit disappointing to see the name Shi Qingjue, but after opening the page, he saw it.

Gao Yang stared nervously at the good brother. Feeling gradually relaxed, drinking the wine in the bowl, filling it up on your own, I feel that this is a time to brag about it. "Good brothers recognize people really, and they have entered the four sangha blues. It is true that Faqi accepted me, but he Didn't let me be an apprentice, saying that I had to observe for a while, I asked him, said that observation can be, can you stay with him, feel the boundless Dharma. Haha, he actually believes. I am a blind man, no one cares about me. I secretly observed and found that Faqi is most interested in these two books. I have to read a few pages every day. I am sure that I can’t be wrong, so I will remember their place of storage. When the brothers arrive, they will come with them. Is it useful?"

Gao Yang has excellent luck. At that time, Faqi and other monks went to the old man, and other disciples resisted the attack of Tieshan, and it was easy to steal books.

Shi Qingjue closed the book and stuffed both books into his arms. "Useful. Big Brother, from today, you no longer owe me anything, I owe you a favor."

"Haha, since it is a good brother, I still say this kind of thing." Gao Yang opened his mouth and sincerely hoped that Shi Qingjue could always remember what he had just said. Anyway, he would not forget it. "You go to work, for I have two more knives."

Shi Qingjue walked out of the tent. It was late at night. There was fire everywhere in the camp. Groups of Tieshan gangsters were drinking and drinking. They were still immersed in the joy of the first mass robbery in years, even if they died tomorrow. It can't interfere with the mood tonight.

He changed his mind and pulled the two shackles and asked them to lift Gao Yang out.

Shi Qingjue was warmly welcomed as soon as he appeared. The name of the "monk" was one after another. This is his name in Tieshan. It is estimated that he will never get rid of it. He himself prefers this title instead of being too close. ".

In a short distance, Shi Qingjue drank five bowls of wine, smashed four mothers, made three promises of boldness, and each time he could provoke a cheer of piercing the night sky.

Shi Qingjue said to Gao Yang that he is not the Tieshan boss, not a modest word. In fact, he is very careful among this group of people.

Tieshan is a long-established gang. From top to bottom, the relationship is close and complicated. It is not that he has a few ideas and can say that some rhetoric can be integrated. Yes, everyone shows trust and like, but come quickly. Going fast, the status of the monk is still extremely unstable, as long as the next mistake is made, it may lead to the murder.

He personally killed the big-headed Nago. It was necessary at the time, but it also annoyed many people. These people temporarily forbear, but their eyes have been staring at the monk, waiting for him to make mistakes.

Shi Qingjue patted the book in his arms and thought that he had to practice high-level martial arts as soon as possible. He had to do a few more important things and draw more people to ensure his own safety.

He felt the wine rushing, his footsteps were frivolous, his mood was just right, and he yelled: "Bring it out!"

The gangsters who are drinking on Xingtou expect that the most delicious appetizer tonight will be on the scene, and they will be screaming and cheering.

Four monks took two captives from nearby tents.

It is such a trivial matter that Shi Qingjue is more aware of his true status. He is far from being the leader of the squad. The gangsters are responding, but no one moves. They regard themselves as audiences rather than their subordinates. Shi Qingjue has already arranged it well. If not, he is likely to be in an embarrassing situation at this time, and it is fatal.

The two captives were **** in five flowers, and they fell into a group as soon as they landed. One was called "Senior Brothers" and one called "Holy Life".

The voice of pleading was so beautiful, Shi Qingjue was a little fluttering, pulled out a single knife, opened his arms and said loudly: "I am a monk, have grace and revenge, and have revenge."

The cheers resounded through the clouds. This is what the gangsters like to hear. Since the death of the big man, it has been a long time no one said so refreshed.

Shi Qingjue pointed to Gao Yang, who was sitting far away. "This is my best brother. For me, he is willing to take risks and mix into the four sangha blues. We can succeed last night. The greatest credit belongs to him."

No one cares about the specific merits. Everyone raises a bowl of words, and the words "brothers" come out of everyone's mouth.

In an instant, Gao Yang had more than a dozen wine bowls in front of him, and he smiled. I don’t have to think about it, I know what I should do, even if it’s a play, he is fully engaged in it. “As long as the brother is there. Don’t be afraid of death!” Then, after taking the wine bowl, they all drink clean.

The image of Gao Yang suddenly became taller. The three-tiered and three-tiered gangsters also drank the bowl of wine at the same time, and made a variety of strange sounds, like a group of males who are estrus.

They are entering a state of madness.

When the status is unstable. Shi Qingjue prefers everyone to be mad, and does not want to have too many people to wake up. When the voice is gradual, he points to the two captives who are soft and muddy. "This is my enemy. Everyone said. How can I 'repay' them? ”

No one cares about the details of enmity, the cowardice and fear of captives, like the layer of oil on the delicious food, which arouses the appetite of everyone.

"Kill! Kill them! Unload eight!"

Shi Qingjue rushed to make a look, let them untie the ropes on the captives and force the captives to stand up.

One is the kitchen's slutty, and the other is the old disciple. Shi Qingjue decided to take them to the knife. He did not hate the brothers who had been provocative. He still respected the master and was unable to relieve the two men.

The humiliation of being barren is particularly impressive, because that is the most sensitive time for his self-esteem.

"Tieshan brothers testified that the monk did not kill the unarmed waste without the power to fight back."

The old regiment and the senator all had a knife in their hands. They didn't seem to feel it at all, and they rushed for mercy.

The gangsters were quiet, and Shi Qingjue walked toward the two. Feel the emotional changes around him, he has to get the knife at the best time.

When he arrived, he thought, holding the knife in his hands and holding it high, the first one was the old group.

The old group is a serious knife. Although it is not Shi Qingjue's opponent, he can support several tricks when he fights his life. Shi Qingjue is only worried about him.

But the old group did not know whether it was scary or stupid, or it was not tied for a long time. Actually, there was no sickle resistance, but the left hand without a knife was raised. "Rao..."

Only when one word is spoken, the whole person is split into two halves from top to bottom.

This is a long-awaited feast, and the gangsters are sighing with satisfaction.

I feel a little swaying and I will faint.

Shi Qingjue didn't want to waste this prop, the backhand was a knife, the head of the man landed, so the cheers began, Shi Qingjue dropped a single knife with blood, and knew that his position was stable, but he had to continue to work hard.

Gao Yang holds a wine bowl, "The monk, respect you a bowl." He wisely changed his name, and the "good brothers" who are coming over are indeed different from the past.

Shi Qingjue took the wine bowl and said, "Gao Big Brother, we are always good brothers." After drinking and drinking, he suddenly understood that there is such a "good brother", still useful.

Gao Yang nodded and did not speak.

Shi Qingjue went to a nearby tent. Tieshan had not yet stepped out of the boundary of Saitama City. He had to hurry to solve as many problems as possible.

The abbot was given preferential treatment. There was no rope on his body. The tent was not big, but it was very clean. He could hear the sound outside. He saw Shi Qingjue coming in and smiled. "Hello, monk."

Shi Qingjue used to be a hacker. He often saw the abbot. Except for "Yes, the abbot," he said a few words in total. It was strange to face this kind greeting.

"Dragon King wants you, you better use it."

"That is what I have with the Dragon King, and, don't you think that the Dragon King is still alive?"

After the Iron Mountain plundered the four sangha blues, they immediately marched eastward. After the second squad, they camped, and the result of the city tyrants had not yet arrived.

"The reason is very simple. I know Dragon King. I don't have a half connection with the One Step King, so I can only bet the Dragon King. I bet that he will have Yucheng City and even the Western Region. If he loses or dies, you will be unlucky."

"Oh, yes, the four sangha blues have already abandoned me. Fazi people are probably glad that you have helped them a lot, and maybe even the new abbots have been chosen."

Shi Qingjue snorted. He originally wanted to force him to ask what secrets the law had hidden in the end. It was worth the effort of the Dragon King, but suddenly he lost interest.

He was about to leave, and a small leader rushed into the account. His expression was as if he had drunk a few pounds of old wine. "The dragon king won, just arrived."

Shi Qingjue’s heart fell in a stone and found that the little head was still unfinished. “Is there something else?”

The little boss trembled with his voice. "I led a group of brothers to patrol. How do you guess? We caught a big fish, big fish." The little head dragged a long voice. "It is a one-step king, he is injured, bunch After that, hey."

Shi Qingjue was shocked. In all his plans, he did not include the offense of the one-step king and the hordes of killers.

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