Fantasy: Jinyi Shenwei, starting from the Golden Crow of the Great Sun

At this time.

The sky is bright, the sky is clear, and the blue sky is like a wash.

In the sky, a rainbow hangs above the dome.

After a night of heavy rain, the whole mountain forest seemed to come to life.

Unknown birds chirp in the forest, and in the lush jungle, small animals appear from time to time.

Sisso's voice echoed in the grass, and the jungle after the rain smelled earthy.

On the hill.

A dilapidated ancient temple is located.

The temple gate is half-slanted, the courtyard wall collapses, the main hall is dilapidated, and the Buddha statue is covered in dust.

In the small courtyard.

The two stood quietly.

A young warrior, an old monk.

One is tall and powerful, and the other is short and powerful.

One wears a dark flying fish suit and holds a long knife. Dressed in a large red cassock, he holds a broom.

The old monk asked, "This benefactor, did you rest well last night?"

Xu Qing nodded and said, "Good." The

old monk laughed, and the folds on his face were wrinkled, like an old chrysanthemum in full bloom.

He then asked, "I don't know the benefactor, what is the matter of visiting late at night?"

Xu Qing's thumb gently rubbed the handle of the knife and said with a faint smile: "As a brocade guard, it is naturally to kill demons and remove demons. "

Slash demons and remove demons.

Xu Qing's tone was very flat.

But the meaning in the words is as formidable as a sharp blade.

The old monk smiled and said, "The benefactor said and smiled, look at my pure Buddha gate, where do the demons and monsters come from?"

Xu Qing couldn't deny it, turning his head and looking around.

Or the ruined temple.

His hand was already gently grasping the hilt.

Right now.

Sudden change!

I only saw that time seemed to go back in time, and a strange scene appeared.

The semi-oblique and decaying temple gate became as new as ever, the collapsed courtyard wall was re-erected, and bluestone fragments flew all over the ground, completely repairing the holes in each temple.

Incense candles that had burned to ashes appeared, and sandalwood bursts floated out.

In the main hall, the broken Buddha's head returned to the body, shining with gold paint, with a compassionate face and a solemn appearance.

Bluestone floors appeared under your feet, and the barren grass withdrew like a tide.

Outside the door, the figures of monks appeared.

While!

The bells are ringing for a long time, echoing between the mountains.

Just for a moment.

A temple full of incense has reappeared!

Xu Qing's eyes were cold, and he looked back at the old monk in front of him.

The long knife at his waist trembled slightly, and he was about to be unsheathed!

The old monk seemed to feel something, chanted the Buddha's trumpet, and said with compassion on his face:

"Although the benefactor acts chivalrous and righteousness, kills demons and removes demons, and has merit in his body, there is a great demon hidden in his heart!" You need to cultivate your mind so as not to be disturbed by the monsters in your heart and miss your life.

Xu Qing looked at the old monk and said lightly: "I don't know if there is a demon in my heart, but now there is a real ghost in front of me!" "

He really wanted to go straight to it.

But the old monk in front of him had an ethereal aura and no demon aura to speak of.

If it weren't for the fact that he was already dead, Xu Qing would even think that this was really a high-ranking monk.

Suddenly.

"Master!"

Outside the door, a voice came.

Xu Qing and the old monk looked sideways at the same time.

A young monk, with a round bare brain shell, hurried in.

When he saw Xu Qing, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly saluted: "Little monk Huihai, I have seen the benefactor."

Xu Qing looked him up and down.

But he found that there was no breath on him, as if it did not exist at all.

He secretly thought to himself in his heart, looked at the old monk, and realized something in his heart.

After Hui Hai finished saluting, he said to the old monk: "Master, you taste, the fruit tree in the mountain has borne fruit, so I will pick two and bring it down."

Saying that, he took out a few wild fruits from his arms and handed them to the old monk.

At the same time, seeing that Xu Qing was also on the side, he also handed Xu Qing one.

Cold to start, this wild fruit is not an illusory thing.

Xu Qing looked at it, the wild fruit was green, and there were a few drops of dew on it.

Don't think about it, it must be sour.

However, the old monk smiled and stuffed the wild fruit into his mouth, nodding his head in admiration: "It tastes good." The

little monk Hui Hai was overjoyed when he heard this, and only then stuffed one into his mouth.

But as soon as she entered the mouth, she vomited: "Blah blah, The

old monk smiled and said, "The wild fruit has just grown, it is not yet ripe, it is naturally sour, and we can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and the same is true for our practice..."

A sermon began.

Hui Hai listened extremely seriously and nodded frequently.

Xu Qing listened with interest on the side, the old monk's practice was not low, the witty words were full of pearls, and the boring Buddhist scriptures were extremely interesting, but he did not feel bored.

But.

A moment later.

A thunder suddenly sounded in the clear sky.

The scenery in front of you suddenly changed!

The old monk and Hui Hai disappeared.

The courtyard wall on the side shattered suddenly, and a young monk covered in blood, with a hideous face, and a mouth like fangs but wearing a cassock appeared.

Xu Qing was shocked in his heart, and he was about to take out the knife, but he stopped.

What is in front of you is just a phantom, a replay of the past.

The young monk let out a silent roar and rushed into the main hall.

Xu Qing looked back.

The old monk had a calm face and sat cross-legged in the main hall.

The young monk rushed in with a snort, and his hands like claws stabbed out sharply, directly piercing the old monk's chest!

Boom.

The claw was withdrawn, and a fresh, steaming hot heart appeared in his hand.

The young monk laughed viciously, stuffed his heart into his mouth, and swallowed it alive!

When Xu Qing saw this scene, he was also shocked in his heart.

That young monk was Hui Hai who was still honest just now!

What happened?

This Hui Hai turned into such a demon form??

Xu Qing looked at the gradually distorted Huihai, and his heart was full of doubts.

Followed by.

Hui Hai re-entered the compound and began to slaughter the monks.

No one is his opponent and can only escape.

Bloody and brutal images appeared one after another.

Broken arms, broken hands scattered all over the ground, and blood gushed out, staining the ground blood-red.

Every monk dies the same way.

There was an extra big hole in their chests, empty in them, and their hearts were pulled out abruptly.

With a cruel sinister smile, Hui Hai grabbed two hearts in her hands, biting off half of them in one bite, and kept chewing in her mouth.

Blood flowed from the corners of his fang-ridden mouth.

The monstrous demonic energy gushed out from his body, terrifying.

Xu Qing was watching from beginning to end.

It's not that he doesn't want to shoot, but there's no way!

The scene in front of me is a reproduction of the old scene, and even if he cuts it off, it is just a phantom.

Suddenly.

When Hui Hai ate the last man's heart, his figure began to twist again.

The demonic energy converged, the fangs retracted, and a pair of sharp claws returned to their original state, turning into a pair of white hands again.

His face calmed down, his hands folded, and his face was full of compassion, as if he were a high-level monk.

He chanted a sentence and then turned and left the temple.

Although he couldn't hear the sound, Xu Qing still understood the shape of his mouth.

"Amitabha..."