The young monk said solemnly: "The sins of all living beings originate from the heart, and reincarnation has its own consequences. Even if they have evil intentions towards the female donor, their sins will not lead to death. Why doesn't the female donor be compassionate and let them live?"
The girl in red raised her eyebrows and snorted: "What a hypocritical statement. Don't you monks pay attention to cause and effect? They are disrespectful to me, which is the cause. I want to kill them because of it. This is the effect. Karma, can I do it? Isn’t that right?”
The young monk did not expect that this woman was not only ruthless, but also sharp-tongued. He saw her staring at him with blurry eyes again, and her heart suddenly jumped for some reason, and she didn't even answer for a moment.
While Wu Ai took advantage of the confrontation between the two, he immediately signaled everyone on the bridge to cross the bridge quickly and leave. A small group of people who had not yet crossed the bridge also hurriedly retreated to the exit of the narrow valley and crowded together with Mingchuan and Shang Yixing, so now a large open space was suddenly left on the Yingchou Stream, leaving only the The middle-aged man in black robe stood alone not far from the bridge.
The blind man had already fainted due to excessive blood loss.
"Little monk, you are talking!" Seeing the young monk lowering his eyes and saying nothing, the girl couldn't help but smile and said: "You actually agree with me, don't you?"
The young monk suddenly raised his head, looked at the girl, and said seriously: "Although cause and effect has its own consequences, the female donor's methods were cruel and excessive, and what she said was too distorted and unreasonable. If everyone in the world were like the female donor, wouldn't it be so? Is the world going to be in chaos and the world become like a Shura field? Therefore, the young monk cannot agree with what the female benefactor said."
"Little monk, I have no intention of reasoning with you. I want to kill one more person. After I finish killing, I will leave." The girl in red smiled and said: "For the sake of your appearance, please hurry up. Get out of the way. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you."
The young monk remained motionless, still clasping his hands together, and said: "The female donor committed a sin of killing, isn't she afraid that the retribution of karma will befall her?"
When the girl heard this, instead of being angry, she turned her beautiful eyes and said softly: "Little monk, are you worried about me?" Her tone was extremely gentle.
As soon as these words came out, the young monk's expression changed for no reason, his heart suddenly fluctuated, and he was actually stunned on the spot. Seeing the strange look on his junior brother's face, Wu'an was shocked. He immediately looked at the girl and said in a deep voice, "Female donor, please be more respectful. You will not be allowed to say anything frivolous in front of a monk!"
Upon hearing this, the girl's expression suddenly turned cold. She looked at Wu'ai coldly and said with a sly smile: "It's none of your business that I talk to him? If you keep talking, I'll kill you with one strike of my sword!"
"You...!" Wu Ang couldn't help but feel an unknown fire welling up in his heart. He glanced at his junior brother, finally took a deep breath to suppress his anger, and said in a deep voice: "If the female donor persists in her obsession, be careful in the future. Fall into the Abi Hell, and you will never be able to escape from it!"
The girl sneered, still looking like it was none of your business.
The young monk's emotions were already fluctuating, which made him suddenly confused. He didn't know why his mind, which had been practicing Buddhism for many years, could not be controlled at this moment. He avoided the girl's eyes and immediately defended: "My Buddha has a compassionate heart. In the eyes of the young monk, all living beings are the same, not just the female donor. If the female donor is willing to find her way back, the young monk is willing to help you in the Buddha Recite sutras for seven days before the Lord’s golden body to alleviate your sins.”
The girl couldn't help but feel more amused when she saw the handsome young monk's evasive expression. She smiled and said: "It seems that you are also a nosy person. Who wants you to help alleviate my sins? If you really want to help me, do it now Get away, if I don't kill the last person, I will definitely not be able to sleep." She smiled and winked at the monk in front of her, and then said playfully: "If you make me unable to sleep, it is also a sin. Lord Buddha will definitely blame you, don’t you think so?”
The young monk was confused and didn't want to tangle with her anymore. He said in a deep voice: "The young monk is trying to persuade her. If the female donor insists on doing this, then the young monk will only be offended."
As soon as he said these words, he regretted it. Just because he has studied Buddhism since childhood, his mind has reached an unswerving state, and he can handle any situation he encounters with an extremely peaceful and calm attitude. Unexpectedly, after meeting this unruly, willful, and cruel girl today, his calm state of mind was greatly disturbed, and his rock-solid determination was in danger of being shaken. So he had an irritable look on his face, which was very different from his usual self. All kinds of strange signs appeared in his heart. How could he not feel like he was falling into a deep sea of confusion?
"Offended?" The girl raised her eyebrows and asked provocatively: "Little monk, do you mean to fight me?"
The young monk sank into his heart. He regained his solemn appearance and said with a serious face: "Although my Buddha is compassionate, I also have the appearance of thunder. The female benefactor has committed serious crimes and is not something to be taken lightly. If he insists on hurting people's lives again, the young monk will have no choice but to take action. Stopped!"
The girl in red glanced behind the monk and found that except for Wu Ai, the others had already fled. She immediately paused and said coldly: "Since you want to protect them, then I have no choice but to ask you to pay for my life!" After saying that, she suddenly stretched out her blood-stained hand and brushed it towards the young monk's face.
She was very strange this time, her moves were light and slow, and she had no tricks at all. Rather than attacking the enemy, it was more like she reached out to touch the little monk's face.
But the young monk had seen the ruthless tactics of this girl, and although he didn't see anything clever about her moves, he was always wary of her, fearing that there were even weirder killing moves hidden in the secret. Seeing her palm sweeping towards him, he suddenly felt like he was facing a formidable enemy. He couldn't help but take a step back. The Mingsheng's Qi suddenly burst out from his body, and he pushed out with a flat palm of his hand.
This palm was prepared and struck out of thin air, with astonishing power. The girl didn't seem to expect that the young monk would act so decisively, and she looked stunned for a moment. In this moment, she had no time to dodge, and the young monk's strong palm hit her chest instantly.
There was a muffled sound, and the girl in red was shaken by the force of the palm. She couldn't help but take several steps back. The last step stepped on the gap of the suspension bridge. She leaned back and fell off the bridge.
The young monk was shocked. With the girl's ruthless and cunning methods, how could he have expected that she would accept his palm without dodging? In shock, he saw that the girl had fallen off the bridge. His mind suddenly exploded. He rushed to the gap and looked down. There was no trace of anyone there.
"Ah...I killed someone..."
The young monk had just regained his composure and his heart was in turmoil again. He lowered his head and looked at his palms in disbelief. He was actually standing on the bridge.
He grew up in Tianlun Temple since childhood. He has profound Buddhist teachings and excellent martial arts skills, but he has never violated the precepts and killed any living being. Now that a life has been lost with just one palm of his hand, how can I accept such a change in my heart? He stood stunned on the bridge, his face full of guilt. At this moment, he was no longer a Buddhist wizard who was proficient in Buddhist principles, but a young man who regretted making an unintentional mistake.
Wu'ai, who was not far away from him, was also greatly surprised. He never expected that the fierce girl with strong martial arts skills would be defeated by his junior brother's simple palm and fell to the bottom of the river.
Suddenly a black shadow flashed on the bridge. The middle-aged man saw the girl in red suddenly lost her footing and fell off the suspension bridge. He ignored the weak warning and stood up and rushed to the bridge.
The middle-aged man was equally surprised, because he knew the girl's martial arts skills best and would never fall off the bridge just because of the little monk's palm. Although he didn't like the scheming girl, after all, they were fellow students, and the two of them had top-secret missions, so the girl must not make any mistakes!
Just as everyone was making their own guesses, a red shadow rose up from the hollow on the bridge. Amidst the clear and sweet laughter, the figure landed steadily in front of the young monk.
The middle-aged man in black robe felt relieved, but his face remained cold.
Wu'an's face changed, and he thought that this woman was indeed difficult to deal with.
"Hey, little monk, why do you look a little sad?"
The girl in red reappeared like a ghost. With her hands behind her back, she playfully approached the young monk and said with a smile, "Are you so depressed because you almost killed me just now?"
The little monk suddenly came back to his senses. Seeing the girl standing in front of him intact, his heart trembled for some reason. He blurted out: "Are you not dead?"
The girl sneered and said, "I won't die that easily. Why, do you really want me to die?"
"Amitabha." The young monk secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He lowered his head and said, "The young monk has no intention of killing. If the female donor can stop here, the young monk will not do anything at will again."
"You don't mean to kill?" Blood suddenly oozed from the corner of the girl's mouth. It was obvious that the little monk's palm had caused internal injuries to her. She said coldly: "Little monk, if you didn't have the intention to kill me, why were you so decisive and heavy in your attack? If I hadn't grabbed the iron rope under the bridge, I would have been dead by now."
The young monk was shocked and didn't know how to answer.
The girl in red felt very happy when she saw his lost look. She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, showed a playful and innocent smile again, and said: "Little monk, you look really interesting now. Do you feel guilty in your heart? It doesn't matter, I'm not dead, so you don't break the precept. Since you don't want me If you want to kill people, then promise me one thing, and for the sake of your guilt, I won’t kill people today, how about that?”
When the young monk heard this, his heart moved. If she could stop killing people, that would be a great merit. But then I thought about it, this woman was insidious and fickle, I didn't know what tricks she would play, so I hesitated in my heart and kept silent for a while.
"Junior brother, please don't promise her!" Wu'an said in a deep voice, "This woman has an evil heart, we can't trust her!"
The girl looked past the young monk and stared straight at Wu Ai, with murderous intent in her eyes, and said coldly: "Old Bald Donkey, if you dare to say one more thing, I will kill one more person in front of you. Do you believe it or not?"
Wu Ai's eyes turned cold, and he responded in a deep voice: "If you dare to kill someone, Wu Ai will send you to the eighteenth level of hell even if you break the precept..."
Before he finished speaking, he was shocked to feel that the cold energy behind him instantly locked him. The great monk snorted coldly, turned around suddenly, and found the middle-aged man in black robe looking at him coldly with a gloomy face.
Monk Wu'an was alert and alarmed. It seemed that this girl's accomplice was also a master who was difficult to deal with.
On the Yingchoujian Suspension Bridge, there was a two-on-two situation, and the atmosphere was tense for a moment.
"So, don't you dare agree?" The girl sneered and said to the young monk: "Don't you monks say you want to save all sentient beings every day? Why don't you even have this courage now?"
"Forget it. As long as the female donor is willing to put down the butcher knife, the young monk will promise you." The young monk suddenly sighed softly: "I wonder what the female donor wants the young monk to promise you?"
When Wu Hui heard this, his expression changed. The young monk felt something in his heart, clasped his hands and murmured: "If I don't go to hell, who will? The young monk is willing to give his own retribution in exchange for a glimmer of life for them."
Seeing his solemn expression, the girl couldn't help but cover her mouth and burst into laughter, saying: "Why are you so nervous, little monk? Are you really worried that you will go to hell?"
"Why does the female donor need to say more?" The young monk said solemnly: "What do you want me to promise you?"
A rare clear expression appeared on the pretty face of the girl in red, and her eyes were as soft as water without any hint of murder. She looked at the little monk and whispered: "Tell me, what is your name?"
The young monk was greatly surprised. He thought that the girl would definitely ask him to agree to something weird that was unacceptable to him, so he was always uneasy. Unexpectedly, she would ask such a simple question, which made him unbelievable for a moment.
"If you don't speak anymore, don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword." The girl's face darkened when she saw that he didn't speak for a long time.
"Little monk's name..." The little monk raised his head and met the girl's eyes. However, the strange and abnormal look in her eyes made his heart beat uneasily and he couldn't help but pause in his tone. He didn't dare to look at her deliberately anymore, so he lowered his eyes and said, "Little monk, Dharma name, no guilt."
"Wu Sui?" The girl blinked, "What does your name mean?"
With a solemn and solemn expression, the young monk Wu Kei patiently explained: "To be guilty is to commit a crime. The name "Little Monk Wu Ke" was given by Master. It means that the young monk is blameless and has no faults. He understands the profound meaning of Buddhism and can free all sentient beings from suffering. Fulfill the compassionate vows of my Buddha.”
The girl in red raised her eyebrows and said, "Your name is really strange. Since you want to be blameless, why do you need to add the word "guilty" to your name? Are you born with a sinful body?"
This seemingly unintentional remark actually made Wuzui's heart move inexplicably.
At this moment, he never imagined that the words of this evil girl would become a prophecy in his future destiny.
Seeing that the little monk looked a little dazed, the girl in red smiled mysteriously: "Since you have done what you promised me, I also promise you that I won't kill anyone today." She walked up to Wuzui and suddenly leaned into his ear. While speaking, he whispered something that made the young Buddhist wizard's heart surge.
"Little monk, my name is Fu Yi." She breathed into his ear and said in a low voice, "I like you."
Wu Sui's whole body trembled slightly, as if struck by lightning.
After the girl in red finished speaking, she jumped up triumphantly, and the red dagger in her hand wrapped around her waist like a snake. It turned out to be a soft sword.
Her body was like a rolling red cloud, falling next to the middle-aged man in black robe. Then he turned around and shouted to the young monk who was still in a daze: "Little monk, remember my words. If you see me again next time, I will not be polite to you."
The young monk frowned slightly.
"Please stop saying a few words." The middle-aged man warned her in a low voice with a gloomy face, "There are still experts here, so don't stay long. Let's leave quickly, so as not to miss important events."
The girl in red was obviously in a good mood, and for the first time she did not refute the middle-aged man. After taking a look at the young monk, she turned around and flew towards the other end of the bridge.
The middle-aged man in black robe was obviously much more low-key and did not perform Qing Kung Fu, but he followed him away with cautious and quick steps.
In the blink of an eye, two people, one red and one black, entered the mountain pass and disappeared.
"Junior brother, what did that witch say to you?"
Wu Sui's heart skipped a beat, how could he dare to tell the truth the last words the girl said to him? I was stunned for a moment.
Seeing that his junior brother was a little distracted, Wu Ai felt something bad in his heart. He frowned and said, "Why is my junior brother so suddenly distracted and restless?"
Wu Sui let out a long breath, shook his head slightly and said, "Brother, I don't know why my mind suddenly wavered. Could it be that I have been practicing Buddhism for many years, but I still can't eliminate the demonic obstacles in my heart?"
Wu Ang Zhengse said: "There are many obstacles on the road to practice. It is not easy to cut off the seven emotions and six desires. The important thing is to know how to restrain yourself and get rid of them. The so-called appearance of all living beings has no appearance. Junior brother should be better than me at this point. It’s clear.”
Wu Sui's expression perked up, and he nodded to Wu An and said, "Thank you, senior brother, for your guidance."
Wu Ai shook his head and said: "Junior brother, what you said is serious. How can you not know these truths based on your enlightenment? It's just that you are young after all, and your mind of meditation is not yet stable. If you can keep your mind clear and see your nature, you can naturally solve the demons in your heart. Then you will gain great wisdom."
His innocent expression gradually calmed down, and he looked at the mountain pass. Suddenly he thought to himself: "Although all living beings are suffering, there is a way to escape after all. But where is the way to escape that is confusing in my heart?" I was thinking. For a moment, my heart was filled with confusion.
"It's just that I let that witch get away today, and I thought it was a bit inappropriate." Wu'ai also looked at the exit on the opposite side, frowning and said: "Those two people acted suspiciously, and their attacks were so vicious. They are definitely not ordinary people in the world. If the two of them leave like this, there will probably be even greater trouble."
Wu Zui blurted out: "Since that woman has said she won't kill anyone today, it doesn't seem like she was lying."
Wu Ai sighed and shook his head. He stared into the young monk's eyes and said, "Junior brother, you are too inexperienced in the world of martial arts. That woman is murderous and vicious. How can you believe the words of such a heinous person? What if in the future, those two If people cause unprovoked disasters in the world, it is our fault."
Wu Zui thought it made sense when he heard it, but when he thought of the girl's sometimes innocent and sometimes evil appearance, he felt an unspeakable strange feeling in his heart. She is obviously a murderous female devil, but she doesn't have any deep hostility toward her. The red shadow always flickers in and out of her heart. The little monk secretly regretted why he suddenly had this strange and unprecedented feeling.
Wuzui's heart was so confused that he lost his opinion for a moment, and unknowingly lost his usual intelligence and wisdom. He could only ask casually: "So what does senior brother mean...?"
Wu Ai pondered for a moment, and then said solemnly: "Looking at what those two people did, they must be evil demons in the world. That woman regards human life as nothing, and it is an unpardonable crime. As Buddhist disciples, you and I, We should have the consciousness to eliminate demons, defend the Tao and protect all sentient beings. So I suspect that these two mysterious people must have ulterior secrets. If they are allowed to leave like this, I am afraid it will cause unpredictable consequences in the world."
He paused briefly and then said: "So I suggest that we should immediately follow their movements and secretly investigate their purpose. If they no longer harm others, then that's it. If there is another conspiracy, We must act decisively to stop it before it causes a catastrophe."
Wuzui was shocked when he heard this, and he had to admit that his senior brother was right. If those two people were just ordinary people in the world, how could they kill someone like the girl in red? Moreover, that girl has a perverse personality and goes her own way. She kills people just based on her own mood, which can be described as extremely willful and reckless.
And for people like her, no matter how chaotic the world is now, I'm afraid I won't be able to find another one.
Wu Sui calmed down and decided to put aside the strange emotions that were inexplicably arising from his mind. He frowned and said: "What senior brother said is not unreasonable. But our trip is to escort the Mingguang Pagoda back to Tianlun Temple. The abbot and abbot are still waiting for the Mingguang Pagoda to open the relocation ceremony of the relics. There can be no delay in this matter." "
Wuhe nodded and said: "Of course I know about this. So I suggest that you and I split up. One person will escort the pagoda back to Tianlun Temple, and the other will immediately set off to track the two people. With the skills of those two people, we can only wait a little later. I’m afraid I won’t be able to catch up.”
Wu Sui pondered for a moment and then said: "In that case, I will be responsible for tracking. Senior brother will take the pagoda back to Tianlun Temple as soon as possible. If the abbot asks me about my whereabouts, senior brother can tell the truth."
Hearing this, Wu Hao secretly frowned slightly, but it wasn't that there was anything wrong with Wu Sui's suggestion. Although Wu Sui is young, his Buddhist martial arts skills are actually the best in Tianlun Temple in decades. Tianlun Temple has high hopes from everyone at Tianlun Temple. With his talent and strength, he is even more hopeful that Tianlun Temple can return to the temple. Among the pinnacles of the three religions. But Wu Sui also has the weakness of lack of experience in the world. Facing the dangerous and treacherous world, he not only has to rely on martial arts to protect himself, but also needs to be able to deal with various calculations carefully. The so-called human heart is unpredictable. When walking in the world, the most terrifying thing is not the sword, but the human heart. Wu Sui's current state of mind is like an unpolluted lake, crystal clear and without waves. But once he steps into the world alone, those visible and invisible things will continue to erode his pure state of mind, intending to shake his Zen mind that has been stable for more than twenty years. If he can deal with it properly, it will naturally be of great benefit to his practice; if he cannot withstand the test, his twenty years of Buddhist practice will be affected. If something happens to him, it will not only be him. , but the entire Tianlun Temple will be affected in an unimaginable way.
What makes Wu Ai Xin even more worried is that although his younger brother is amazing and talented, he is born with a character that doubts everything in the world. The more something confuses him, the more he will dig deeper to find out. , and refused to give up until he finally got a convincing answer. He studied the mysteries of Buddhism with this mentality, which is why he was able to win first place in several world-wide Buddhist Zen Debate Conferences. And just because Wu Kai has such a weird double-edged sword character, he was regarded as an alternative by many fellow disciples in Tianlun Temple who could not understand him.
So Wu Ai is very hesitant, because this world does not require only a questioning view and a compassionate heart to get through. If Wuzui were to face it alone, he would face too many unpredictable things.
Seeing the solemn look on his senior brother's face, Wu Sui had already guessed some of the reasons. He said seriously: "Senior Brother's worries, Wu Sui will be cautious. Although I have never walked alone in the rivers and lakes, I also know that the rivers and lakes are dangerous. I think senior brother has also seen it. What we encountered today has had a slight impact on my state of mind. Instead of letting my mind be unstable, it is better to face it and solve it myself. This is also a kind of experience and practice for me. "
Wu Ang couldn't help but sigh slightly when he heard this. Although he is conflicted in his heart, he also knows that in the way of practicing Buddhism, the most taboo thing is to have a mind contaminated by dust. If he does not get rid of the confusion in his mind, his state of practice will remain stagnant. The dust in the mind can be large or small. If it is not understood properly, it will cause a huge wave in the practitioner's inner lake, and the realm may even plummet, and the whole body's cultivation may collapse.
If this possibility falls on Wu Sui, who has high hopes, the consequences will be disastrous.
"In that case, then junior brother, just be careful." After thinking for a long time, Wu Ai finally accepted Wu Zui's proposal. In addition to those subjective reasons, there is also the fact that in terms of martial arts cultivation, Wu Zui is much higher than him, and the middle-aged man in black robe and the girl in red are obviously top martial arts masters, and their martial arts skills are abnormal. , if the two sides really have a head-on conflict, with one against two, Wu Hao understands that he has no great chance of winning. After comprehensive consideration, it is obviously more appropriate to let Wuzui be responsible for the investigation. As for whether Wu Ke can deal with unknown variables alone, it only depends on his own will.
Having made up his mind, Wu Hao said: "Junior brother, this trip is dangerous, so you must be more cautious. The heretics have many tricks, so don't fall into the trap easily. If you encounter something that cannot be solved, junior brother should return as soon as possible, and we will make a long-term plan." "
"Senior brother's teachings, Wu Kai will keep them in mind." Wu Kai took off his backpack and handed it to Wu Kai, then clasped his hands together and said, "Senior brother, take care of it all the way."
Wu Kai put his backpack on his back and put his hands together as a gift. He looked at Wu Kai with a solemn expression and said, "Form is emptiness, emptiness is form. It is not easy to cultivate the Zen mind. I hope that my junior brother will do well."
"Yes." Wuzui nodded with a solemn expression.
Wu Hao said no more, turned around and strode away. His tall and burly body walked on the suspension bridge as if he were walking on flat ground.
Wu'an watched his senior brother disappear at the mountain pass on the opposite side, then turned around and looked at Yingchoujian, frowning slightly.
At this moment, most of the refugees in Yingchou Stream have left, and only a few dozen people are still stranded here. Wu Sui glanced at the body of the man on the ground who died tragically under the sword of the girl in red, and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
He walked quickly to the bridge, took out a piece of broken silver from his body, and said loudly: "The young monk has important matters and cannot bury the deceased. He only has three taels of money with him. Please bury the person on the spot. It will be considered a meritorious deed." , I wonder which donor is willing to show kindness?"
Seeing that the young monk had driven away the murderous female devil, the refugees respected him quite a bit. Now that they saw that there was money to be made, they all responded loudly, but two young and strong men ran over first and took away the money. At the same time, they loudly said: "Master Bodhisattva has a kind heart, we will take care of him." Bury him properly and don’t let his body be exposed in the wilderness.”
"Amitabha." Wuzui bowed and clasped his hands to the two of them, "Then it's my thanks to the two donors."
He was focused on important matters, no longer caring about shocking the world, turned around and tapped his feet lightly on the ground. His whole body flew across the six or seven feet long suspension bridge like a phantom of light, and disappeared across the mountain pass on the opposite side in an instant.
Everyone in Yingchoujian was dumbfounded, as if they had seen gods and Buddhas appear in the world.
Mingchuan, who was hiding between the mountain walls, felt his heart skip a beat and a look of envy filled his face.
At this moment, the old man next to the young man had already lost his vitality, and the long sword on the back of the thin horse had also returned to silence.
Mingchuan was very confused about the old poor man who suddenly had strange phenomena. He frowned and asked: "Master, what happened to you just now? Are you having epilepsy and going crazy?"
"You just went crazy with epilepsy!" Shang Yixing raised his hand and gave the young man a slap in the face, and said with an angry smile: "Is there any disciple who talks to the master like you?"
The young man rubbed his aching head and said in a daze: "Master, why did the wind suddenly come out of your body? It's already cold today, so don't let the wind and cold catch you again. I don't have any place for you in this barren mountain. Take medicine."
Shang Yixing suddenly showed an expression of despair.
The old poor man smiled bitterly, led the horse, and kicked Mingchuan on the butt. "If you stop being angry, I won't get sick. Hurry up and leave."
The two of them came to the bridge on horseback. Mingchuan frowned and said, "Master, why are you still carrying this broken horse? Look at this bridge, can it cross it?"
Shang Yixing shook his head and said, "What do you want to do?"
The skinny boy looked back at the two horses left by the middle-aged man in black and the girl in red, and said happily: "Master, look at how good those two horses are. Not only can they be ridden, but they can also be sold." For the price, why not do it if we take it?”
"I always tell you, you can't like the new and dislike the old." Laoqiong sneered, "If you're not afraid of those two vicious men recognizing you, just take it with you."
When the young man heard this, he felt his heart tightening when he remembered that he was almost skinned by the girl, and he was immediately discouraged. He curled his lips and hummed: "Then if you want to take care of this broken horse, you can take it yourself. It depends on how you get there. I'll leave first."
After he finished speaking, he really walked to the bridge. But when he lowered his head and saw the roaring river under the broken bridge deck, he immediately screamed in his heart, and he didn't dare to move his feet.
"Why don't you leave?" the old poor man said with a strange smile behind him.
"Master, you are an old man. I respect you and let you go first." Mingchuan rolled his eyelids, turned around and made a gesture of invitation to Shang Yixing.
The old poor man smiled faintly. How could he not know that this boy wanted to laugh at him?
Then he did something that almost made the boy's jaw drop to the ground.
On the Yingchou Stream, a poor old man in a bamboo hat and a raincoat, holding a thin horse with one hand, suddenly floated over the suspension bridge.
One person and one horse, riding the wind like leaves, and moving as lightly as floating clouds.
The remaining people on Yingchou Stream were once again so shocked that they almost dislocated their jaws.
The two people who were digging a hole on the spot both sat down on the ground.
A few breaths later, one person and one horse landed on the mountain road opposite safely.
Lao Qiongsuan looked at Mingchuan with a smile on the other side and shouted to him: "You bastard, hurry up, we have to hurry up."
Mingchuan woke up with a start, and his mind went blank. He dared to admit that his master had been hiding his true abilities. He really thought that he was just an old guy who was poor at school, but he didn't know that he was hiding his true abilities.
He stamped his foot angrily and shouted to the other side: "So you've been pretending to be crazy all this time! What kind of child-loving thing are you doing? Just wait..." As he spoke, he gritted his teeth and grabbed the iron rope, wishing he could fly over and point it out right away. The old man scolded the poor man with a sour nose.
But he can't fly, but that old poor man can fly.
A muffled thunder suddenly sounded in the dark clouds over Yingchou Stream.
The young man who had reached the middle of the suspension bridge was so frightened that he shivered all over.
But Shang Yixing, who was on the mountain road opposite, looked up at the sky and murmured something.
"It's going to change."
