The old ghost had such a bad temper. He was able to take the most violent means when facing the terrifying double-horned Rakshasa, and he was able to use the most violent means to tie him in half. This time, he chased Huang Yanggui and returned in disappointment. He was already full of anger. When he heard this, he could not bear it. He stepped forward and prepared to take action.

Monk Wu Fa had been hiding in the dark before, and probably had seen the old ghost's power. Although the old ghost had returned to normal at this moment, he was so scared that he was trembling.

But even so, he was still stubborn and just kept it on his shoulders.

He pretended to be righteous and said viciously: "This is a Hanging Temple. If you want to kill, you will kill it, but you have to think about whether you can withstand the anger of my master..."

The old ghost stepped forward and prepared to take action.

I hurriedly hugged him and whispered in his ear: "The strong dragon does not suppress the local snake. If we want to interrogate this little witch, we have to be patient."

Lao Gui can give no face to anyone in this world, but he cannot say the word "no" to me.

Even so, he still said unwillingly: "This turtle grandson and Fajiang must be in the same group. Where is his turn to show off his power?"

I said you didn’t see his master taking action just now?

The old ghost shook his head and said who his master is?

I said the abbot would do it.

The old ghost shook his head and said that Huang Yanggui ran too fast just now, and I didn't pay attention to anything else.

I didn't say much, but just explained two things: First, Cheng Cheng and Fajiang are the ones that the abbot will be able to capture; second, he prayed for the heavy rain just now.

In just a few simple sentences, the old ghost finally stopped struggling.

He felt the other party's strength.

Even so, he still stared at Monk Wu Fa viciously, pointed at him and said, "I'm looking at you, don't show your own feet, otherwise I will kill you with my own hands, just like the monster just now..."

Monk Wu Fa not only said anything else, but he had the attitude of betraying his face.

He was not afraid and snorted coldly: "I'll wait."

We no longer struggle here, but in the past, meeting the blind old man.

Although Cheng Cheng could not be interrogated, the blind old man captured a big mouse that looked like a big one that emerged from the sewer. This thing looked a bit like Master Splinter inside the Ninja Turtle. He looked like a human-shaped mouse, with a furry appearance, cunning eyes and strong muscles.

The thing fainted, but at our request, the blind old man woke him up without hesitation.

The old ghost didn't hesitate anymore, grabbed the guy's chest, and then clapped his palm.

This palm has the ninth level of the old ghost's magic submission record.

The mouse man shivered, and then white foam flowed out of his mouth. After a palm, the old ghost did not stop, but instead acupuncture points were placed all over the mouse's body.

Seeing him slapping, I could almost understand his strategy. Knowing that you are stubborn, you will be beaten to you first.

If someone is defeated, it will take a minute to speak.

The old ghost beat the other party for about three or five minutes, and the human-shaped mouse finally collapsed on the ground like a pool of mud. He grabbed the other party, then raised it high, and said calmly: "Can you talk?"

The man lifted his eyelids, looked at the old ghost weakly, and then said, "Yes.【w ww.】"

The old ghost nodded and said his name.

The man said slowly, "Zhan Dui."

Hearing this, a corresponding noun appeared in my mind for no reason, namely, subduing demons and eliminating demons and defeating the enemy.

ah?

After a few seconds, I suddenly understood and interrupted, "You are from Tibet?"

With just one name, the other party's origin was determined. The man was suddenly shocked, and then shook his head hard and said no, I'm not...

He tried to struggle, but the old ghost was firmly controlled.

However, although the beast's body stopped, it was constantly changing. The old ghost felt a little confident and shouted to me: "Old Wang, come and help me suppress him..."

What's going on?

I was surprised. Just as I was about to step forward, I saw that the old ghost could not bear it anymore and hurriedly threw the beast into the open space.

When he was in mid-air, the beast screamed. Because it was too shrill, I didn't hear it very clearly. Then I saw that the thing suddenly swelled up, and the next second later, it turned into flesh and blood in the sky and spread around.

I was close to me and turned around subconsciously, feeling like someone suddenly hit me on my back. If I hadn't been stable in my horse stance, I would have fallen to the ground.

Plop!

At this moment, I saw several people in the aftermath of my light and were knocked to the ground by the explosion shock wave, and a wailing sound came.

Cheng Cheng's roar came from a distance: "Zhan Dui, Zhan Dui..."

She woke up at this moment. Although she was bound by the immortal rope and was imprisoned in her cultivation, her will was not destroyed. Seeing that her most trusted subordinate exploded and died, the hatred in her heart was conveyed through his bright eyes, which made people shocked.

I turned around and saw a piece of flesh and blood on the ground, a coconut-like heart hanging out of thin air.

It was extremely huge, with dark green slurry on the surface, and then sticky thin filaments fell down, as if they felt our attention and actually flew down the cliff. However, the blind old man beside him was ready and suddenly rushed to grab the huge heart.

The thing was like a new creature, shaking desperately. Fortunately, the blind old man was also very skillful in his method. He took out a skin bag from his pocket and put it in it in a few strokes.

Lao Gui and I ran to me and I whispered, "What's the matter?"

The blind old man said that it looked like a demon pill, but it was very special and contained very alternative power. When I turned around, I carefully looked at it to see if I could find any secrets.

I nodded and said yes, while the old ghost said a little apologetically: "Sorry, I didn't expect that the other party would have this trick when he had no power to fight back."

Our life-threatening rescue just now made the blind old man feel good.

He would not blame the old ghost, but instead comforted him.

We chatted here for a while, and then Zen Master Kong came to entertain us, saying that the Hangkong Temple is now dilapidated everywhere, as if it were ruins, and I really couldn't entertain you all. If you don't dislike it, I'll go to my residence for a while and go back to interrogate the little witch, will I accompany you again?

I was worried about the other side of the Thousand Caves and said that we still have a companion...

Zen Master Huikong had just communicated with Mandu Latu and others. After knowing the whole story, he said sincerely: "The abbot may not understand the whole story of this matter for a while, but I know that you have great kindness to me in this disaster. Don't worry, what's the use of me? I will never refuse."

After saying that, he called Mandu Latu, led us away, and promised to turn back and send Yun Moqian back.

Under the guidance of Mandu Latu, we came to a small attic that was not burned. It was not far from the Main Hall, and it was conspicuous with a very wide view. Standing by the window, we could see most of the hanging temple.

And it is such a good vision that makes me take the entire destruction of the Hanging Temple into my eyes.

It was already daytime, and the fog was everywhere. In the hazy, you could see that most of the buildings of this thousand-year-old famous temple had been destroyed. Some were ruins, and some fell directly under the cliff, forming a shocking broken wall.

The scene was a bit miserable.

Mandu Latu accompanied us, not to greet us. He had suffered too much torture yesterday. If it weren't for the support of his strong will, he would have collapsed long ago.

When I faced him alone, my heart was filled with guilt and I said sorry to him.

Mandu Latu naturally knew that my words were spoken to the little novice monk who fell off the cliff and died, but he waved his hand and sighed, saying that this night, I don’t know how many monks from Hangkong Temple died for the truth in their hearts, and Baoqing died as well. As for everyone, as Mr. Huikong said, others can erase it, but more people understand that it was you who saved Hangkong Temple.

The words of Zen Master Huikong and Mandu Latu made me and the old ghost, who were originally a little nervous, feel a little warmer out of thin air.

Perhaps in the abbot Huineng, we met the cold butt with a hot face, but after all, someone understands us.

Our previous hard fight was meaningless.

Mandu Latu couldn't hold on anymore, so after chatting for a few words, he lay down on the wooden couch and fell asleep. The old ghost, the blind old man and others also didn't say much because the previous battle was too intense, so they didn't say much, and they each found a place to meditate and practice.

After waiting like this, Zen Master Huikong still did not come back.

However, Yun Moqian came over not long after, and was taken into his pocket by someone like Lao Gui.

After I was meditating and recovered from my anger, I didn't fall asleep. I stood by the window and looked out.

At noon, a familiar little monk suddenly came to the small attic here, ran up, pushed open the door, I glanced at it, and said, "Master Baoshan?"

The visitor was Baoshan, the little monk who had abandoned the darkness and turned to the light before, and protected his wings beside Master Huanghe. He walked in, saw us, and gave a Buddhist ceremony, and then said anxiously: "Several people, if you have time, can you go with the little monk?"

Seeing him so anxious, I couldn't help but be stunned and said, "What's wrong?"

This little monk fought in the Qiankou Wall Hall and showed a strong heart, which made me admire him. Seeing his appearance, I knew that the problem might be a bit serious.

Sure enough, Baoshan said, "The Uncle of the Yellow River Master, Master Huikong and other elders are now in the Vila Palace, conflicting with the abbot and threatening to set up a new door. Can you go over and help persuade me?" Mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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