Death Sutra

Lian Qing is like a lion stalked by an iron chain, screaming low, revealing two rows of giant teeth, sharp claws rubbing gently on the ground, seems to be able to break free at any time.

He didn't like the Dragon King when he came, and he was even more angry. "Retract your words." He said, clenching his hands into a fist, and the knuckles creaked.

Gu Shen insisted on staring at the old monk's law, refused to respond to Lin Qing's request, and ignored the various hints of Shangguanru. He believed that the interests were the only common rules in the world, and the monks could not completely surpass them. The monks were three times and five times. Actively "helping" him, healing and healing, there must be a purpose behind it.

Fa Chong seems to feel the dragon king's gaze, slowly open his eyes and say to the lotus green around him: "There is no reason for the dragon king to recover, why should the teacher be anxious?"

"What? The Dragon King said... he smeared four sangha..."

"I heard that, it was nothing more than a guess, and it was not completely inaccurate."

"Shi Bo..." Lian Qing’s eyes widened in surprise, and she didn’t understand what it meant to be.

Shangguan did not understand, "Is not completely inaccurate? Zen Master... Impossible, the death of the Central Plains envoy has nothing to do with Sijilan."

The law rushed out of a string of beads held in the palm of his hand and asked, "What is this?"

His question has no specific object, but it is too simple. Lian Qing honestly replies: "The Rosary."

"then what?"

Li Qingqing stunned, scratching his forehead, and smiled embarrassedly. "Shi Bo knows that I am the least good at playing the machine."

"It's still a string of wood." Shangguan said.

"What else?" Fahang continued the same problem.

"A bunch of money." Gu Shenwei said, I want to see what the old monk is.

Lian Qing involuntarily returned to the identity of the robbers, taking advantage of the rosary wrapped in the arm of Shi Bo, thinking that the beads are made of sandalwood, uniform size, uniform color. Not necessarily worth too much money, but also can sell the bid, in short, not waste, read this one, busy and self-blame, can not help but blame the Dragon King, he has not appeared for a long time, he has given birth to broken hearts.

"It is also a weapon to kill." The voice of the disciple at the door was stiff and stiff, full of disdain. "With the skill of the monk, one finger and one hundred and eight beads are enough to kill one hundred and eight people."

"The Zen master will not kill." Shangguanru rushed to rebut in front of the lotus.

"Killing and killing people is all in his mind, but no one can control him." Deyilou disciple does not believe in the Buddha family.

Gu Shen stopped the argument in advance and asked: "What do the monks want to say?"

"The same thing has different images in different people's eyes. The same is true of the Dragon King. You said that the four sangha blues benefited from the death of the Central Plains envoys. This is true, but the power in the eyes of the Dragon King is the old man and the old. The so-called compassion. The Purdue beings cannot rely on a few monks to persuade, but the Buddha still wants to use the power of the emperor to influence the world, let alone my generation?"

"Because of the mystery." Deyilou disciple commented. These four words are spoken from his mouth and have produced some kind of self-deprecating effect. "Is the Zhongyuan envoys killed by the monks or the monks? Or the monks know without knowing them? Is it so simple, do you have different opinions? ?"

In front of the monks. The disciple of Deyilou seems to be somewhat uncontrollable, and there is no such thing as a "Peng Xianren" style. The wild horse looks a bit stunned. Gu Shen is more appreciative of the current thin old man.

"There is only one saying." In contrast. The law is more calm, "the opinion depends on the dragon king."

The monk still did not answer directly. Gu Shenwei also refused to say his "view."

Shangguan suddenly opened his mouth. "Is the Dragon King sure that the assassin is a killer apprentice?"

“It’s very similar.”

"Then I tell you that the killer apprentices at Jinpengbao are not all in the company."

"Where are you?"

Shangguan did not answer if he closed his mouth.

Gu Shen’s heart is awkward. The information she provided is actually very simple. It can be said at the beginning, but it is delayed until the end. Only one person can make her hesitate.

Gu Shen gave a slight nod to the law, and said to Shangguan: "Excuse, leave."

"Don't send." The atmosphere was a little solidified, and Shangguan did not even watch the Dragon King leave.

For such an ending, Lian Qing was confused. "Is the Dragon King gone? He hasn't asked anything yet? It's a strange guy, Shibo..."

Lian Qing is even more confused, and the sorghum method that has always been calm and calm has revealed a bit of frustration.

In the streets outside the Yushe, hundreds of guards are waiting for the Dragon King, and a little outside, packed with enthusiastic residents, and Long Wang just showed up, causing a boiling.

Gu Shen understands that this kind of scene will become the norm in the future. Unless it is easy or back to the night, he will never be hidden in the crowd. For a king, this is a huge success. For a killer, this It is a shameful failure.

The analogy of Fayan is also used here.

The guards nervously opened the way, Gu Shen accepted the cheers of the crowd, but the wild horse and the proud disciple did not like it. They put on the hood on the cloak and consciously kept a distance from the dragon king.

Returning to the stronghold of Nancheng, the proud disciple jumped off the horse and grabbed the reins of the Dragon King. He asked: "Do you believe in the monk's ghost?"

The front and rear are guards. The rude tone and demeanor of the old man caused a lot of dissatisfaction. Gu Shen looked down at him. "My attitude towards the ghost is very clear."

In the eyes of the disciple of Deyilou, he flashed his anger. He certainly remembered how the Dragon King killed the gnome Peng Xianren.

The first south screen came over, holding the sword in one hand and reaching out to the chest with one hand, making a forbidden movement.

The proud disciple released the reins and stepped back two steps. His angry eyes turned to the first screen. This talent is the biggest betrayal of the proud building, even more hateful than the dragon king.

Chu Nan screen and his confrontation, the beautiful eyes seem to have a cold.

When Gu Shen returned to the room, she immediately called Xu Xiaoyi and ordered the collection of information from the four sangha blues. He did not believe in "ghost words", no matter who they came from.

Xu Xiaoyi was amazed at the order and couldn't help but ask: "Those monks? What should I ask?"

"For example, the monks often go to their homes, such as their identity before they became a monk."

Xu Xiaoyi nodded, and his heart was a little bit succinct. "This is a good inquiries. I know a family. Jinpengbao often asks people to go to the rocky mountain on the mountain. As for identity, I have heard of it since childhood. Four sangha blue is the temple of the emperor, inside A lot of monks are kings, princes or something."

"I want more detailed information."

"Yes." Xu Xiaoyi took the lead and tried to find a reason to keep up with Longwang's ideas.

Gu Shen was alone in the room and worked hard. After a few weeks, she found that she was shaking. The practice of removing the magical disease was in her own body. It was impossible for him to turn a blind eye. The pain of ice needles was inexplicable, even if he only wanted one. I think, Gu Shenwei also feels that the body is shaking and removing it forever. It is a huge temptation.

His mustard is still a little weak, not enough to counter the yin of the body for many years of cultivation, but Fa Chong is sure to be willing to help, the old monk said very well, the Purdue beings need the help of the king, the emperor pursues the secular power, What monks want is faith, but they are different from mortals, giving rewards in advance, not afterwards.

The reason for Gu Shen’s refusal is not particularly clear. It seems that the belief does not affect the hegemony. He is alert to himself. He is afraid that the weakness will temporarily deviate from the already established path of revenge, and even more afraid of the elimination of the evil, his own hatred. And martial arts will also weaken.

When the night fell, Gu Shen broke his thoughts and asked the guards to call several people.

"Tonight, it is up to you to guard this place, all night, not a turn, to be together."

Han Wuxian Yingying bowed down, Shangguanhong bowed down, and neither of them had any opinions. Their awe of the Dragon King was at its peak.

The "Peng Xianren" composed of the wild horse and the Deyilou disciples did not speak so well. They stayed with the Dragon King as a guarantee. They guaranteed that the Royal Masters would meet with the Dragon King. The guarantees of Xiaoyuetang and Deyilou were not related to the death of the Central Plains envoy." Peng Xianren is not yours."

"My order is not only effective under the opponent."

The four eyes of Peng Xianren were equally cold and proud, but they did not raise any objections, but turned to Han Wuxian. The festival between them has not yet been resolved.

Before the four-person team began to work on duty, Gu Shenwei left the stronghold and only took one person.

Shangguanfei was very surprised that he was being picked. He did not dare to ask about the purpose of the trip, but he reminded the Dragon King: "I am not a good killer like the lotus girl. Even the south screen is not comparable. The dragon king hopes to be safe and secure. Okay, I’ll call another person, and Tie Lingling will do the same. The two of us are estimated to be almost the same.”

"Not tonight."

Shangguanfei has a little more practical. "Don't take risks? That's great... I mean, Dragon King shouldn't take risks, you can't be more than usual."

Not long after, the two began to sneak on the cat's waist on the roof of Nancheng, and Shangguanfei also closed his mouth.

Nearly three more, they entered the North City, Shangguanfei was a little flustered, because this is the site of Jinpeng Fort, but also because the Dragon King's route is getting closer to the Meng's old house.

On a roof opposite Mengfu, Gu Shen whispered: "Take me to see Mrs. Meng."

Although Shangguanfei had already guessed it, he was still shocked. "This...this... I usually meet my mother in Nancheng. I don't know where she lives, Mengfu is so big..."

"Think carefully and answer carefully." Gu Shenwei said, put a little pressure on the tone.

Shangguanfei immediately surrendered. "Oh, remembered, my mother told me once. She seems to live in a small courtyard on the east side of the garden. It should not be difficult to find, but this is the North City. She should have slept... No. Question, I am her own son, the mother will not care, she has always said that she wants to see the Dragon King."

The three-day period set by the defending team is almost coming. Jinpengbao is looking for an assassin in the city. Zhong Heng is exploring the leakers around the Central Plains envoy. Gu Shenwei is eyeing Mrs. Meng.

The killer apprentices who did not go to the Yushe club must have been gathered by Mrs. Meng, which is why the Shangguan is hesitant.

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