Ye Chenfeng raised his eyebrows and a cold light shot out from his eyes: "I basically know what happened. If you don't say it, you can even get rid of it. Obviously, the other party's power is very large, and it should have been carefully planned. It is obvious that it is going to target you!"

A deep thought flashed through the eyes of the ghost-headed Killing God: "Is it related to the organization behind Qianmeng?"

"It's very possible. During the next period of time, you need to spend some energy on Uncle Shen, and they will definitely not give up." Ye Chenfeng instructed.

"Okay, I like this challenging mission!" There was a hint of excitement in the eyes of the ghost killer.

The reappearance of Qianmian made him feel very exciting.

"It's true! Alas!"

Ye Chenfeng sighed long, and Chu Qingxue's words couldn't help but come to his mind: If you leave, will they not cause trouble for us?

Indeed, it is not just the Chu Qingxue sisters who are in danger now, but other women who are related to them are in trouble.

Ye Chenfeng couldn't help but feel a headache for a moment.

...

The night was a bit terrible, with dark clouds covered, just like an ancient beast lying dormant in the air, covering the entire sky, the moonlight and starlight were beyond your reach.

Cold, terrible!

Unprecedented cold!

The whole Jiangnan seemed to have entered winter in an instant, and snowflakes floated in the sky.

It hasn't snowed in Jiangnan for more than ten years. Even at the coldest time, it has snowed tonight.

The atmosphere was strange everywhere, and the world seemed extremely quiet, but it was unusually quiet.

Ziguang Temple.

Soon, Ziguang Temple was covered with white snow, creating a wonderful scene.

The entire Ziguang Temple was dark and all the monks had fallen asleep.

In a cave on the back mountain, it was the last time Master Huiwen took Ye Chenfeng to compete with Japanese masters.

There is no door to the cave, and the cold wind keeps pouring into the cave, creating an extremely cold environment.

However, there was a man sitting cross-legged on the cold ground in the cold cave. He was facing his back to the entrance of the cave, wearing a monk's robe, and twisting a string of Buddhist beads in his hand.

His face was as calm as Gu Jing Wubo, but his anxious movements betrayed his impatient heart.

This monk is Master Huiwen, and he seems to be waiting for someone.

"Swish..."

He twisted the Buddhist beads faster and faster, and a look of anxiety appeared on his face.

"Bang...crackling..."

Suddenly, the Buddha string in Master Huiwen's hand broke, and Buddhist beads burst out, smashing on the ground, making a sound of bean explosion.

"Amitabha!"

At this time, Master Huiwen slowly opened his eyes, closed his hands together, and chanted the Buddha's name softly.

As soon as Master Huiwen finished speaking, a person suddenly appeared at the entrance of the cave.

He was tall and stood at the entrance of the cave, and his figure was stretched very long, like a demon.

His footsteps were very light, and he did not make any sound when he stepped on the ground. What's more amazing was that there was no footprint left wherever he walked, as if his feet were not on the ground.

"I don't know what happened to the donor's visit late at night?"

Master Huiwen, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly stood up from the ground and asked in a clear voice.

"Monks do not lie. Master Huiwen's move is a violation of the precepts, right?"

The man smiled and his voice was also clear and full of magnetic properties.

"That's right, I am waiting for the donor!" Master Huiwen replied, without refuting, which was equivalent to acquiescence.

"Master Huiwen, long time no see!"

The man smiled again, his tone seemed to be familiar with Master Huiwen.

Master Huiwen also smiled: "Before the donor arrived, I was still guessing whether it was you, donor. Now I have lost my heart."

"Ha ha……"

The man didn't say anything, just laughed a few times.

Then, he pointed outside the cave and said lightly: "Master Huiwen, God has changed..."

"Amitabha!"

Looking at the scene of heavy snow falling outside the cave, Master Huiwen's eyes flashed with a strange color.

The man looked at Master Huiwen and smiled without saying a word.

"Donor, I still say the same thing, looking back is the shore!" Master Huiwen said.

"Master Huiwen was born to break the shackles of various rules. He only knew how to go forward, so why did he turn back and forth?" said the mysterious man lightly.

However, his body showed a king's attitude of looking down on the world, and his tone was majesty that could not be disobeyed.

"Form is emptiness, emptiness is color, but the donor still hasn't let go. Amitabha!" Master Huiwen sighed.

The mysterious man changed his tone: "Master Huiwen, have you seen him?"

"See it!" Master Huiwen nodded.

"It seems you already know it?"

"Yeah!" Master Huiwen nodded again.

The mysterious man smiled: "Didn't Master Huiwen advise me to turn back and it's the shore? Please stop me now. As long as I die, all the troubles of Master Huiwen will be gone!"

"Donor, I still don't understand the principles of the past, present and next life!" Master Huiwen pointed out something.

The mysterious man smiled: "The next life is this life, and this life is the last life. I only wish to be reborn. But I don't recognize anything, I only recognize myself!"

"Everything in the world is fixed, and it cannot be forced. It seems that the donor has fallen into the path of demons, but I still listen to the monk chanting scriptures to cleanse the demon's heart!" said Master Huiwen.

The mysterious man smiled without being angry: "Master Huiwen asked himself if this is OK?"

Upon hearing this, Master Huiwen couldn't help but lower his head.

"Come on, Master Huiwen has no other way!" said the mysterious man.

"I won't go to hell, who will go to hell!"

Master Huiwen said softly, a Zen sound was cleaning.

"Let me learn about Master Huiwen's unfathomable Buddhist techniques!" said the mysterious man smiled.

Before he finished speaking, Master Huiwen pushed out his palm, which seemed gentle, but in fact a terrible force suddenly rose and suppressed it in destruction.

The entire cave swayed unstoppably, and the sand and gravel fell down, like a major earthquake.

"Pushing the mountain palm! It really has the power of pushing the mountain!" The mysterious man smiled indifferently.

Master Huiwen used the supreme skill "Pushing Mountain Palm". As the name suggests, this palm technique has the power to push mountains.

The invisible but terrifying palm power was about to flood the mysterious man, but the mysterious man's expression had not changed, and he was just standing quietly, like an insurmountable mountain.

In an instant, it seemed like an invisible hand around the mysterious man, and he forced the power of Master Huiwen's palm to nothingness.

"Donor, pay attention!"

Master Huiwen reminded him a few times, and his fingers were continuously tapping out in the void.

"Doraye finger, Moke finger, Wuxiangjie finger! Master Huiwen looked at me!"
Chapter completed!