Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

Now standing in front of the little monk, it was the old monk who was bent and couldn't see clearly.

His eyelids were still drooping down, showing only a little bit of dark yellow muddy eyes, showing a strange light, showing all the treachery and greed.

"You're probably the only one who doesn't know." Rong sighed deeply and looked at Song Huisheng with pity.

Song Huisheng opened her eyes, tongue tied, suddenly thought of something, eyes bright, said: "no, the monk with scar also don't know."

"Not necessarily." Cheng Xiu's words make song Huisheng's face stiff, and also make the young monk's face change.

He bit his teeth and stared at Cheng Xiu, saying, "what are you talking about? It's impossible for my elder martial brother to know... "

"How can you be sure he knows without asking?" Cheng Xiu looked at him with a smile.

The little monk opened his lips, turned around and walked to the room behind him. He opened the door. When he saw the person standing behind the door, his body suddenly became stiff. He opened his lips for a long time, and then he choked out a voice: "elder martial brother..."

The monk with scar stood behind the door. He didn't know how long he had been standing and how much he had heard from several people in the corridor.

When the door opened, his eyes fell on the little monk's face. However, the next moment, his eyes fell on the demon who was wearing the old monk's face.

The monk with scar's eyes were quiet. He came out of the room step by step. When he passed by the little monk, the little monk cried out in panic: "elder martial brother!"

But the monk with scar didn't stop and didn't pay attention to him. He went straight to the demon road. He looked at the demon road and raised his hand.

The devil's eyes flashed by.

Not only the evil way, but also the little monk thought that the monk with scar was going to fight the evil way. But the monk with scar raised his hand in front of him and recited a Buddhist name with his hands together.

The next moment, he asked the demon, "did you kill my master?"

He said, "I didn't kill that old monk. He sat in his room and passed away."

At the same time, the appearance of the demon road began to change. It was like molting and falling a layer of black dander. In an instant, it showed the appearance of the demon road that Yuan Xun saw in the bamboo forest with the little monk in the daytime.

He was short and very thin, with a pointed mouth.

After the monk with scar asked this question, he didn't ask him any more. He turned to the little monk and went to the little monk. He asked again, "how did the master die?"

"Shifu died in meditation. I have buried him." The little monk shivered his lips and said that he was worried at the moment. It seemed that he was worried that the monk with scar was angry, or he was disappointed with himself.

However, the monk with scar just nodded and said, "what have you done with the evil way? Let's make it clear now. I'll punish you when the four benefactors are finished."

From the beginning to the end, the scarred monk's expression was very calm, like his heart was still.

But the more he did, the more he looked at him without blinking. He asked in a dumb voice, "elder martial brother, aren't you angry?"

"If you do something wrong, I will punish you. Why should I be angry? I can't get involved, and Buddha remembers that master often said, "good is rewarded with good, and evil is rewarded with evil. What have you done? The good and the bad will only pay for yourself."