Thanks to the monthly tickets of the two friends of [Heavenly Machine Broken] [Qilian Kunlun], the Taoist is very grateful, but unfortunately the timing is not right, there will be something tomorrow, enter the mountain, so today I have to write four chapters, and bring out tomorrow's, otherwise today's Taoist thanks the two friends for an outbreak today, the day after tomorrow, it will definitely break out, if there is nothing to do, it will be updated in 10,000 words, if there is something, it will break out less. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

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"Please save me!"

After Yang Qifeng recited the scriptures, he directly pulled Yang Qifeng's arm, knelt in front of Yang Qifeng, and begged directly.

"My family has worshiped the Buddha for generations, and every year will donate silver to build a Buddhist temple, and my mother is a lifetime of fasting and reciting Buddha, every time there is a passing monk, I must invite to be a guest,"

A steady stream of words kept coming out of the mouth of this yellow member, and his expression was frightened, and he was no longer steady.

Yang Qifeng is like the last straw he grabbed, holding on tightly, he didn't dare to have any slackness at all, he couldn't complain that Huang Yuanwai had this attitude, recently, he has nightmares, sleeping at night, he will suffer nightmares, the dream is extremely realistic, as if it is real, every time he dies a tragic death, he will wake up from the dream, **** In this way, the long time has affected Huang Yuanwai's mind, he didn't dare to fall asleep recently, he was restless, and he continued to ask for help from nearby Buddhist temples, although it had a slight effect, reducing the invasion of nightmares, but it was not a cure at all, but it just made him collapse because of the nightmare for a longer time.

For Yang Qifeng, he has long been famous, in the past few years, Yang Qifeng has been single-clothed and barefoot, such ascetic attire is also rare, plus he has supernatural powers, although he has not taken the initiative to show it for several years, but he has not deliberately hidden, the legend about him has been circulated, Huang Yuanwai has already gotten the news, he came to Yang Qifeng's only way, waiting hard, this is the scene of reciting Buddhist scriptures in front of him.

And only recited a Buddhist scripture for a short time, but Huang Yuanwai suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, and the haze that had been pressed on his heart in the past dissipated a lot.

"The monk is compassionate, and the master is a monk, please save me,"

"Amitabha," Yang Qifeng clasped his rough hands together, chanted a Buddha number, his eyes were peaceful, and he couldn't see any joy and sorrow, but he kept shaking his head at this Huang Yuanwai in his heart, this one is obviously scheming, and has begun to use his name to blackmail him, the meaning of this sentence, the correct reading is not to save him, it is not compassion, nor is it a monk, and even some of the previous words are also threatening.

"The poor monk is just a barefoot monk, not a monk with a way, the donor praised it,"

"The master is going to die and not be saved," Huang Yuanwai's face was ugly, and he said with a sad wail.

"The donor is too worried, the monk is compassionate, how can he not save him when he sees death," shook his head slightly, Yang Qifeng said softly.

"Thank you master for help, thank you master for help, thank you master for help," Huang Yuanwai kowtowed to Yang Qifeng three times in a row, and his mouth was full of thanks, in order to survive, this one can give up everything, as if he is also the number one person, a thick-skinned and black-hearted guy, no matter where he comes from, he can mix up.

"Master, please come to Guizhuang to rest, and let me explain the whole story," Huang Yuanwai stretched out his arm, made a gesture of invitation, half-arched his body, and said slowly.

"Hmm," Yang Qifeng nodded, and he strode forward.

He didn't need Huang Yuanwai to show the way, he already knew where the road ahead was heading.

For example, today's machine is clear, although the Baolian Lantern Tribulation has begun to evolve, but it only involves the key to the Baolian Lantern Tribulation, there are layers of fog to cover, and there is no obstacle to other calculations, and the Baolian Lantern Tribulation is also to realize the realization of knowing the things involved, which no one can do this except Yang Qifeng, Yang Qifeng's ability to calculate the heavenly machine, although the level is not too high, can calculate a mortal, this is a matter of hand.

He didn't tell where his home was, but Yang Qifeng walked in his direction accurately, and Huang Yuanwai's eyes were shining, which was the impression of a monk who had attained the Tao even more deeply in his mind.

Huang Yuanwai followed behind Yang Qifeng, walking honestly step by step, he with a big belly, obviously rarely walked, most of the time he was carried by others, and before he walked out of a mile, he was already sweating on his forehead, when he walked three or four miles, sweat continued to flow down the bridge of his nose, and his clothes were already wet, this situation made Huang Yuanwai secretly frightened, although he was not in good shape and was relatively obese, but he was not so fat that he couldn't walk, and he only walked a few miles as if he had fallen into the water and had just been salvaged out。

Test, this must be test.

Huang Yuanwai had an active mind, and immediately thought of what the reason was, he swallowed the words that he was going to stop, gritted his teeth and continued to persevere, this hard work is nothing compared to his life, especially now that this is less than two miles away from his home, the general outline has been seen in front of him, as long as he insists for a while, he can return home.

Yang Qifeng He was only slightly punished, this Huang Yuanwai actually wanted to blackmail him, if he was replaced by a monk, he would definitely ignore it, but he was not a monk, so naturally he would not be indifferent, but this one was related to his chance, and Yang Qifeng did not go too far.

When Huang Yuanwai walked outside his manor, his clothes were already soaked, and the whole person had already collapsed, if it weren't for the family members beside him who reached out to help, he wouldn't have been able to walk here at all.

Looking at it before returning home, he couldn't bear it anymore, and sat directly on the stone lion placed outside the gate, breathing more rapidly and gasping violently.

Yang Qifeng didn't care about this yellow member, but looked at the Longtan Tiger's Den in front of him, and hesitated in his heart.

Enter?

Or not?

At this moment, two thoughts lingered in his mind, (to be continued.) )