Death Sutra

Shi Qingjue seems to be riding on the back of a large and violent bull. In the eyes of outsiders, the monk controls the bull. Only he knows how unstable this position is. Even if he does not make a mistake, he may be left for no reason. The cow's back is broken and broken.

He cautiously greeted the brothers of Tieshan and actively made suggestions, but he could only draw to a very small number of people. Below the big heads, the Tieshan gangsters still have their own minds. Everyone wants to restore the freedom of robbers, but in the Dragon King and the Lone Whoever sins between the kings and who they please, the differences are so great that they may face each other at any time.

Shi Qingjue did not even dare to open the detention place of the One Step King. After the camp, a total of more than a dozen tents were guarded and supervised by each other. No one was allowed to enter. Only the monk knew where the One Step King was.

He does not believe in anyone, except for the high rise of the fracture, but this "good brother" in addition to blocking him for wine, other uses are not big.

Gao Yang’s cheeks were red, and he had a wine cellar. Shi Qingjue, who was standing at the entrance of the tent, said, “You don’t have to look at it. You want to know what the robbers are thinking, ask me, I will... I’m... After doing this, Tieshan is just a little more."

Gao Yang likes to brag. Shi Qingjue guessed that he had only joined a small group of more than a dozen people, but he still put down the curtain and said: "I have a hunch that it will not be peaceful tonight. Dragon King and Jinpengbao will send people to the camp. The brothers are also eager to move."

Gao Yang thought for a moment, "I was so eager to move", and patted the belly and said, "Isn’t the robber like this? I thought that when we were angry, we were fighting, we were fighting when we were happy, we had too few fights, too many fights, and dozens of brothers, Almost half of them are due to guilty death. Tieshan is even more like this. I heard that one time I was fighting for a woman’s clothes, Tieshan’s entire riots and more than 100 people died.”

It is hard to imagine that such a group of barbed robbers can actually become the largest gang of the Western Region. Even after the death of the big head, it did not completely disappear. Shi Qingjue suddenly became interested in the first owner of Tieshan. "When the whole riot is over, the big **** is still alive?"

"Of course, it is strange to say that when the big-headed **** died, Tieshan was a lot more honest. In the past few years, there have been no troubles, but there have been fewer people, less than half of the time of the heyday."

Shi Qingjue was a bit confused, and gently touched his bald head. "Does the big-headed gods manage their brothers?"

Gao Yang laughed loudly, as if Shi Qingjue’s words were particularly stupid and funny. Then I coughed two times with embarrassment. "Do you want to hear about his deeds in the four sangha blues?"

"I have heard of some, saying that he likes to eat people, and at night he will become a giant bear to destroy the camp."

"Haha." Gao Yang smiled even happier, put down the wine bowl, and pressed his belly with his right hand. Say: "The stories we heard are similar, but I know some more real rumors. These guys in Tieshan will raise the big-headed gods when they touch the wine, and they are not as arrogant as they are outside."

Although Gao Yang is a blind man, he can very smoothly compete with the Tieshan gangsters, which is far better than Shi Qingjue’s carefully planned actions.

"Talk to me, especially how does the big-headed **** control so many robbers?" Shi Qingjue is more interested.

Gao Yang looked up for a moment. "There are two words - killing. There are few legends about the big-headed god. It is true that he likes to kill. I just told you that I have died more than 100 people." The whole riots, most of which were killed by the big-headed god. There was a leader, because the praised lady looked good, and was shot dead by the big-headed god. He liked killing too much. The leader underneath took turns to rob people, just to let Someone can kill when the big head is angry."

Shi Qingjue was shocked. "In this case, why don't you run?"

"I don't know." Gao Yang didn't think so much. After thinking for a long time, he said: "There is a look at the story of the Tie Tieshan people. They seem to count the people who killed the big heads as their own merits. I think This is why they didn't run, but they also attracted more gangsters to join. The big head died early, or else I joined Tieshan, haha."

If Shi Qingjue nodded, Gao Yang guessed something and added: "You killed two people last night. Everyone said that you are a man, but..."

"But what?"

"The big head is taller than the tent, and the arm is thicker than our waist. You have seen the iron gun. He has it in his hand. Even if he kills a chicken, there is a thunderous situation. To be honest, No one else can compare, what dragon king, one-step king, murder may be more, but that is... no big head God kills it."

It is impossible to imitate the big-headed god. Shi Qingjue went to the door again and looked away. "I am wrong."

"Ah?" Gao Yang is inexplicable.

"I thought I could take Tieshan as a robber. In fact, I don't have this ability. Tieshan probably won't support tomorrow. It's all that I hurt everyone."

Gao Yang is more and more confused. "Is that what I said affects you? Don't be serious, it's all nonsense, I know what, Tieshan's brothers still like you very much."

The command of Tieshan requires fear rather than love. Shi Qingjue said: "I am going out."

Gao Yang swallowed the throat, and the ominous sign in his heart, staring at the door, suddenly waking up, holding the jar next to him, preparing to pour a bowl, half-way changed his mind, simply raised his mouth, 咕咚咕咚The ground is drastic, and if there are not many leftovers, he would rather spend all his time drinking, even if it is swollen.

Only after a few mouthfuls, Shi Qingjue came back, Gao Yang hurriedly put down the jar and wiped the drink from his mouth.

Shi Qingjue put Shangguancheng on Gao Yang’s blanket and said, “Protect the Iron Gun King and stay away from it. If you die, don’t leave, understand?”

Gao Yang did not understand that he was a blind man. Where did he protect his younger children? Staring at the monk's eyes for a while, and then looking at the child with a stunned look, finally understand, Shi Qingjue is saving his life: the Iron Gun King is the grandson of the Big Head God, and has a relationship with the Dragon King and the One Step King. Relying on this child, it is possible to save lives in the chaos.

"but……"

Shi Qingjue took two shots on Gao Yang’s shoulder. "Good brother."

Gao Yang was in a daze, and he never thought that the monk would leave the life-saving child to himself at the last minute. He really regretted that he had not said anything.

Shangguan Cheng took a small mouth and looked coldly at the ferocious man who was full of alcohol. I don't like the life of Tieshan more and more.

There were torches everywhere in the Tieshan camp. Shi Qingjue could not hide his whereabouts. He simply stepped up and ran in the middle of the tent, stopping twice on the way. Called two leaders, summoned to more than a hundred.

This is all the power he can rely on in Tieshan. These people are not so much loyal to the military divisions as they are excluded, and no one is in the party.

The atmosphere in the camp has become abnormal, and the team that should have patrolled has disappeared. Most of the tents are empty and no one sleeps inside.

There were screams from different directions. It was the embarrassment of the leaders. Shi Qingjue’s plan failed. The leaders even disdain to discuss with him and they are ready to act.

More than a dozen tents that may be holding the One-Step King are scattered throughout. Shi Qingjue is the only person who knows the real place. He runs all the way and rushes into the tent.

Fortunately, the one-step king is still there, no sleep, neat clothes, sitting in danger. It seems that I am waiting to go out and see the monk.

"The person who comes is not necessarily Jinpengbao, but may also be the subordinate of the Dragon King, or even himself." Shi Qingjue said that perhaps because of the urgent situation, the one-step king is not so high in his eyes.

"He didn't dare to come." The one-step king waited for a while before opening. "If he still cherishes his life, he will never dare to come."

Shi Qingjue didn't want to talk nonsense, calling in the two heads outside. "Change clothes for him."

The two leaders looked at each other and no one dared to step forward. Shi Qingjue took the leather helmet armor in both hands and walked forward to stand in front of the One Step King. Reaching out and picking him up.

This is just a normal movement. Shi Qingjue’s strength is a little bigger. The one-step king stood up and made awkward movements.

He loses his internal strength and is no different from ordinary people.

The faces of the two heads were all white, and Shi Qingjue swept away, speeding up the movement and wearing armor for the One Step King.

As a beggar, the one-step king seems too old, and the armor that is not suitable is indeed making him a person, more ordinary and weaker.

The faces of the two leaders are still pale, but they are not at least scared to kneel or turn and run away.

"You have the courage." The one-step king did not resist, and even the voice was very calm. "I don't know if I have a brain?"

Shi Qingjue firmly grasped the right wrist of the One Step King with his left hand. "I have a knife." Then he took him out.

Just for a while, a large number of people have gathered outside the tent. Strictly speaking, they are two groups of people. All of them show their weapons. When they see the monk’s face, they scream "single the one-step king". Not to be jealous of each other, I have already rushed to grab people, but few people recognize that the old man around the monk is the one-step king.

Shi Qingjue raised his right arm high and looked harsh. Until the surrounding voice gradually stopped, he said loudly: "Who gave me an explanation?"

A big leader came out of the crowd. "The monk, open the skylight and say something, you are an outsider. You want to steal the Iron Mountain. It’s too tender. In the face of reality, we can’t get out of the thousand rides. It is impossible to escape the 100,000 cavalry outside the customs..."

Immediately, there were people who supported the Dragon King to refute, and the two sides argued again.

Shi Qingjue pulled out the knife and the voice of the crowd weakened. He pointed the knife at the crowd and said: "The killer of Jinpengbao and the subordinates of the Dragon King, I know that you have arrived, please be a witness, all the brothers of Tieshan. Forcing me to do this, they broke their promises and split into two factions, each of which wanted the one-step king in my hands, and I could only make one choice."

Everyone is quiet, and they don't quite understand what these words mean by the bald sergeant, but more and more people are finally recognizing the one-step king, and others are moving forward, faster and faster.

"I choose -" Shi Qingjue raised a single knife, "revenge for the big head, if you still remember, he died in the hands of Shangguan's father and son."

Dozens of hidden weapons were shot from the crowd, and several of the shackles immediately fell down. Shi Qingjue, if not seen, turned to look at the one-step king. For the first time, he saw the emotions similar to fear.

"The killing is like this." He said, the single knife fell. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for the recommended ticket, the monthly ticket, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please go to m. Read.)

Ps: First of all, I wish the reader a happy New Year in advance, and finally let the enemy of Xiao Gu die almost before the New Year's Eve, a little hasty, but I don't want to drag it any more.

Secondly, let's talk about the next few days: I will continue to publish the manuscript during the Spring Festival. One chapter a day, two chapters will be restored after the first month of the first month. These ten chapters are basically transitional content, and you can see it after the festival.

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