"Strange!"

Dao Wujian muttered, it is not a way to hide all the time, looking at the posture of the four people, it is undoubtedly to put himself to death, and he is thinking about subduing the four people, and then make plans.

As soon as he thought of this, the figure of the knife flickered, and he pointed his finger at one of them, but as soon as he got close, the monk grinned at him, showing a smile that had succeeded in his conspiracy, and his fat body suddenly became flexible, and his hands reached out, enveloping three key points on his chest.

The knife was shocked, and he stopped castration, and a "harrier pigeon turned over" and flipped out.

The monk deliberately clumsily lured the knife to underestimate the enemy, and when he saw that the other party was tricked, he never thought that the other party's body was extremely clever, and he easily avoided it.

As soon as Dao Wujian landed, he found himself in the encirclement of the four.

Dao Wujian said in a deep voice: "Four masters, Dao Mou has no grievances with you, I really don't want to kill, as a monk, why should you work for the court!"

Dao Wujian also thought that the four of them were ordered by the imperial court to take their heads.

"What a grievance!" one of the fat monks said coldly, "Die!"

As soon as the word "death" came out, the four of them raised their hands at the same time, throwing out an object and hitting the knife Wuji.

In the dim light, Dao Wujian found that the other party threw him was not a hidden weapon, and his heart was inexplicably shocked, but there was an unprecedented sense of life and death crisis in his heart, as if as long as that thing hit him, he would die, this is the intuition of a master who licks blood at the edge of the knife all year round.

Dao Wujian didn't have time to think about it, at the moment of life and death, his body was vertical, and his body rose from the ground.

The four of them only felt a flower in front of them, and the thing that hit just hit the body of the companion opposite, and the four of them let out a terrible scream almost at the same time, and a terrible scene appeared, only to see the four people struggle for a moment, and turn into green particles one by one at a speed visible to the naked eye, like gravel, and fell to the ground with a clatter, which was terrifying.

In a moment, there were four more bones in the room.

Even though Dao Wujian was used to seeing the big scene, he couldn't help but gasp, feeling his scalp tingle, and a chill rushed to his head.

Just when Dao Wujian was undecided, a loud "click" sounded in his ears, and a big hole suddenly broke in the roof, and a figure flew down.

Suddenly, blood flowed!

The person who came was directly split into two parts, and the corpse fell to the ground, it turned out to be a monk, standing with a knife without a knife, looking at the scene in front of him, his face was filled with a look of palpitation.

The commotion here is really not small, and it immediately attracted the monks of Ben'en Temple and Chun Sanniang who were doing evening classes in the main hall, and for a while, the figure was longing, and a rush of footsteps came from far and near.

The leader is a thin, short old monk, the old monk has white hair, kind eyebrows, seeing the miserable situation in the room, like hell, it is miserable, the old monk folded his hands, lowered his eyebrows and said: "Amitabha, sin, sin!"

The aftermath is still there, and the mutations are everywhere!

A figure suddenly jumped up from the roof of the opposite house, raised his big hand, and the sound of more than a dozen points breaking the air sounded, when the hood was facing the crowd!

"Get out of the way!" said Dao Wuji.

The crowd was in a commotion, the old monk's face showed a resolute look, he inhaled, his arms shook, jumped into the air, his robe danced, and all the "hidden weapons" that were shot over were taken.

"Abbot!" exclaimed all the monks.

With a plop, the old monk fell heavily to the ground, and the people present raised their eyes to see where there was still a trace of the murderer.

Dao Wujian learned from the exclamation of the monks that the old monk was Master Huijue, his heart couldn't help but sink, and he swept over, and just arrived at Master Huijue's side, only to see Master Huijue's body turn into a grain of green gravel, rolling down to the ground.

It didn't take long for only one skeleton to remain.

"Abbot!" all the monks were grieving, and shouted in unison, "Amitabha!"

Zhang Chaifeng looked frightened, and said in horror: "I'll drop a good girl, what a vicious secret weapon!"

Chun Sanniang said slowly: "This is not a secret weapon, but a Bisha Gu worm, once this Gu worm enters the body, the flesh will be quickly devoured by the Gu worm, forming a young Gu worm pupa, turning into a grain of green gravel." ”

As he spoke, he grabbed a handful of green gravel from the ground, clenched his hands firmly, and a stream of red blood flowed from between his fingers.

Master Huitong's eyes condensed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "It's the Five Poison Langjun!"

"Yes, it's this person!" Chun Sanniang said.

Dao Wujian apologized and said: "The Five Poisons Langjun is here for Dao, but he doesn't want to involve all the masters, Dao is ashamed, and he will kill this thief to comfort the spirits of the masters in the sky." ”

Master Huitong sighed and said: "When is the time for retribution, the abbot and senior brother saw the situation in the room, I am afraid that he has long known that it is the blue sand Gu worm of the Five Poison Langjun, and now, he sacrifices his life to save people and serve the Buddha, which can be described as immeasurable merit!"

After that, he said "Amitabha" again.

Now that Master Huijue is dead, Dao Wujian and several people inquired about Ding Niu's life experience in Ben'en Temple, but unfortunately no one knows, in order not to affect the monks of Ben'en Temple, Dao Wujian and several people left Ben'en Temple overnight and slept in the forest!

A bonfire, several people sat in a circle, all speechless.

"Ding Niu, I'm sorry, if I hadn't killed Fan Yinghao, I wouldn't have provoked the Five Poisons Langjun, maybe you also know your background at this time. Dao Wujian opened his mouth to break the silence in the field.

Ding Niu grinned and pretended to be happy and said, "That's okay, I don't know how to face them yet." ”

Dao Wujian was about to reply, but he heard a few slight footsteps in the forest not far away, Dao Wujian stared at it, and said sharply: "Who?"

A little monk who shrunk his head and shrunk his head came out of the shadows and said with a smile: "The sword donor is a little monk." ”

Dao Wujian was slightly stunned, and said in wonder: "It turned out to be a little master Xingming, I don't know if I visited late at night, what advice do you have?"

Xingming said solemnly: "The little monk learned about the life experience of Ding Niu's donor from several masters, and he came to tell him, fortunately, you didn't go far." ”

"Really?" Ding Niu's eyes lit up and he said excitedly.

Chun Sanniang smiled and said: "Five Poison Langjun, why pretend to be a ghost." ”

"Female donor, what to say, the little monk can't understand. Xingming's face was full of puzzlement.

"Don't you understand?" Chun Sanniang sneered: "Ming people don't say secret words, if those old monks knew Ding Niu's life experience, they would have said it a long time ago, why do you need to come, you must have controlled this little monk with your heart Gu worms, and you want to plot against the sword boy, can I say wrong?"

(End of chapter)