Chapter 266 Killing

Chapter 266 Killing

As soon as Taoist Fang entered the door, the man in black robe suddenly changed his expression.

He stared at the Taoist with both eyes.

He couldn't deal with the monks, so he could only take hostages to resist. At this time, the Taoist came back again.

Could it be that he had bad luck and deserved to die here today?

Everyone who was originally frightened by the fight felt a little relieved. As long as the one who came in was not an evil spirit, there was still room for negotiation.

Compared to other demons and monsters, although this Taoist priest looks evil, he is actually somewhat kind.

However, the Taoist priest seemed to be unable to see clearly the situation in front of him.

He closed the door with strong wind to prevent the cold breath from entering.

Then Da Ma Jin Dao sat down on the bench.

He looked at the woman standing aside and said calmly: "Is the wine warm?"

The woman was stunned for a moment, but she reacted after a moment of confusion: "Hey, oh, it's warmed up."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hands and took the wine pot off the clay stove.

The scorching heat caused some signs of melting in her hands, but she was not afraid at all and hurriedly poured wine for the red-haired Taoist.

As a well-known drunkard, Tushanjun couldn't wait.

When the spiritual wine is put into the cup, its crystal clear color is like that of fine wine and jade dew.

The fragrance is even more refreshing, making you feel intoxicated just by smelling it.

Drink it all in one gulp.

The internal organs became chilly in the scorching heat, and the coolness mixed with the aroma and drunkenness rushed to the head.

Tu Shanjun couldn't help but sigh. He should have appeared in his true form, but letting this incarnation of the Yin God drink wine was like chewing peonies and wasting things.

Look at the other full wine cup on the table.

I thought it was slightly stronger than sour water before, but he really overestimated the drink. This thing is sour water.

Tu Shanjun felt even more angry. He tore open the black lock wrapped around the old fox and took it over: "Shopkeeper, if you are selling fake wine, how dare you serve this to me?"

"How dare you, little old man, lie to Master Dao? It is indeed a rare treasure."

The shopkeeper who was grabbed by Tu Shanjun's neck transformed into a big raccoon-colored fox. He quickly raised his two front paws and said, "Master Tao, you have a keen eye. My family are all wild foxes in the mountains, and they are really not as good as the monkeys." Can make wine."

"Fox?" Tu Shanjun looked up and down, then let go of his hand without embarrassing the shopkeeper.

Not to mention that he is not a person who would blame others for a little lust, but he said that the other person is a fox, and he has to take care of it.

The fox rolled on the ground and looked like the old shopkeeper again, with the wrinkles on his face forming a smile.

The red-haired Taoist's move actually eliminated the solemn atmosphere in the inn.

Miao Sheng was also very surprised, why didn't this person help?

Of course, he felt uneasy when the Taoist didn't take action, but he was actually relieved after a long sigh of relief.

However, as soon as he relaxed, someone over there helped him ask his questions.

"Taoist Priest, why don't you help the master who is traveling with you?" The smile on the woman's face was warm and cautious.

Tushan Junyou was tasting the wine by himself, glanced at Zuofa who was holding a white bone Buddha bead and chanting sutras, and immediately said: "He doesn't need my help."

The man in black robe is only in the late stage of Qi refining, and Ye Guchan is still in a small place. How can he be Jue Fa's opponent? Jue Fa probably didn't want to hurt his life, so he didn't take any serious action.

"Let me go."

Miao Sheng squeezed Changshan Ke's hand a little tighter.

The man who was being held hostage turned red, but he couldn't break free.

Miao Sheng looked nervous, but he also knew in his heart that he might not be able to run today.

However, he also had his reasons for leaving.

"Why did the donor say this? The door is right there, and the young monk didn't stop it." Jue Faxu clasped his hands together, with a pair of calm eyes under his lowered eyelids.

"really?"

"Amitabha, monks do not lie."

Miao Sheng, who held the guest hostage, slowly moved towards the door until he was in front of the cotton curtain.

The old man in charge of the shop hurriedly persuaded him: "Master, you can't let him go. He is an emissary under the Ghost King of Dahei Mountain. If he leaves, you and the Taoist Master will definitely face big trouble."

Upon hearing this, Tushanjun couldn't help but look sideways.

Then he stopped paying attention.

Since the monk has already made his decision, he will not interfere.

There may be the trouble that the old fox mentioned, but they have already offended the Lord of the Black Mountain.

They broke down temples and gates, destroyed statues and seized treasures, and made great enemies.

I don't care about this little thing.

"Amitabha." Juefa did not agree, but simply recited the Buddha's name lightly.

Miao Sheng let go of the hostage in his hand, lifted the door curtain and retreated out the door.

Just then, a man in a fur coat broke into the inn and bumped into Miao Sheng's generous shoulder. He was about to yell: "Who doesn't..."

Suddenly he met those copper bell-like eyes, and the words came to his lips and he choked on his throat.

"Step aside."

The deep and heavy voice hit the man's chest and heart hard, causing him to take two steps back and unknowingly opened the way.

Miao Sheng turned around and glanced at Juefa, then jumped up to the roof and disappeared.

Juefa suddenly said: "That person has a pure spirit, so he is probably a good person."

The red-haired Taoist who was drinking wine said calmly: "There is no difference between good and bad people and me."

Anyway, Miao Sheng was also involved in the fight with Jue Fa. The person involved didn't say anything, and he was too lazy to meddle in other people's business.

The man in the leather jacket was shocked. He thought that the man in black robe was very skilled in martial arts, but he didn't expect him to be so powerful. It's not that he's a member of the martial arts world, I just feel that this town is really unusual and the inn is also very weird.

Thinking about it, he still tiptoed into the door.

The monks chanting sutras, the red-haired Taoist eating wine, the woman in a snow coat standing next to the Taoist, the Jianghu people holding knives and sticks, the soldiers sitting around the table, the businessmen traveling from south to north, and the people wearing clothes The coats look like they belong to an official couple.

"Third Master?!"

The man in the leather jacket saw Zuo Shanhu standing blankly in the hall, as well as the brothers beside him.

This scream immediately attracted the attention of the shopkeeper Lao Hu.

The man in the leather jacket did not come in, but turned around and ran towards the door of the inn.

…

King Kong, who was waiting outside the inn, felt uneasy. Only the square talisman in his hand could give him a sense of security.

He took four brothers into the town, and after searching they found that it was an empty town. Only the chimney of the inn was steaming, and the footprints all around pointed to the inn, so they gathered here.

But he didn't dare to go in when he was approaching the door.

I sent a younger brother to investigate, but I don’t know the specific situation yet.

"Brother, I found it."

"We found the third master and all the brothers. They are all at the inn..." The boy in the leather jacket shouted before he even left the courtyard.

After King Kong heard this, he looked at his brothers behind him: "If we go back so easily, the master will not let us go easily."

The three people behind him suddenly shuddered.

Outsiders only think that the big boss is the leader of thousands of thieves, the Snow Dragon.

Only they know the actual situation. The boss is extremely cruel and inconsiderate of his subordinates. If things don't go well, I'm afraid I'll have to shed my skin even when I go back.

So King Kong was unwilling and did not dare to shirk.

Now that their brothers are back safely, they feel a little more confident.

"Follow me to the inn."

…

King Kong also followed his brother into the inn.

His eyes couldn't help but turn, taking in the appearance of everyone in the inn hall.

When he saw the red-haired Taoist, his expression froze. He knew that he was an expert, someone who even his own master would not dare to offend easily.

Then he saw the third master and the brothers who were standing still.

However, when he saw the gangsters with guns and knives, his eyes widened, full of horror, and he trembled slightly.

He raised his arm and pointed at the Jianghu guest: "Why are you here?"

Jiang Hu Ke let out a light sigh, then sneered: "Why can't we be here?"

"You shouldn't be here."

"I remember that I had someone bury you." King Kong clenched the yellow talisman in his hand and took a breath of cold air. His teeth were so cold that he even lost the confidence in his voice and his legs shook.

"right."

The table of charlatans looked at each other and smiled, showing pale faces, and their originally intact bodies became a mess of flesh and blood.

"Ghost...ah!"

Before King Kong and his younger brothers could escape, Old Fox had already taken action to capture them. They were standing in the inn lobby like the so-called third-in-command, a mountain tiger.

"Taoist priest, master."

"Little old man, there is a reason for everything..."

The Jianghu guest took over the conversation and said: "Yes, thousands of thieves raped and looted, killing people for fun, and committed all kinds of evil."

"We brothers wanted to act chivalrously and kill the leaders of thousands of thieves, but we were unable to do so and were captured and killed..."

"Amitabha."

The monk did not stop him, nor did he say when retribution would come. He just sat quietly on the bench and read scriptures.

The figures of the table of charlatans gradually faded away, and they angrily tried to break away, until the ferocious faces were soothed into serenity, and finally turned into light and disappeared.

"Amitabha. All donors will go away from reincarnation, and the cause and effect will be taken over by the young monk."

Hearing what the monk said, Tushanjun became interested.

He looked at Juefa, who was sitting still, with a smile.

Saving evil spirits does not count as killing, because they are already dead, and their flesh and blood are just condensed evil spirits.

Only ghost cultivators who have entered the Tao can be counted as living beings again.

The dead flesh condensed with evil spirits on the body becomes living flesh. It is no longer a condensed evil spirit, but real flesh and blood. It can truly be called resurrection from the dead.

Killing is different. For Buddhism, killing is a serious sin.

Unexpectedly, Juefa stood up, bowed and said, "Senior, please take action."

What the monk said is called calmness.

Tu Shanjun almost choked after a sip of wine. Tu Shanjun looked surprised, but he didn't ask any further questions. He waved his hand and released the demon contained in his sleeve robe.

…

"It's been so long, why hasn't there been any news?"

"Brother, how about I lead my brothers to fight in?" The man carrying the weapon looked at the snow dragon. After waiting for so long, he couldn't wait.

And being frozen in the snow all the time is not an option either.

Looking at the many black clouds appearing in the distance, Lu Bianjiao frowned and was about to say something when he saw a huge monster appearing in front of him.

It has arched animal hooves, two long and short horns on its head, and is covered in green leather.

The body that was condensed with evil energy looked very burly, and even when he sat down, the horse couldn't help but retreat in horror.

The horses that had been seated by the horse thieves were running around in a panic, and the already chaotic formation seemed to be about to scatter in all directions.

The snow dragon took out the talisman from his arms and put it on his body. He held a pair of halberds in his hands and shouted: "Where are you, you monster? Why don't you get out of here!"

The green-skinned rhinoceros-horned monster grinned, revealing a mouth full of sharp fangs.

The flying body appeared in front of the snow dragon in an instant, and then opened its bloody mouth.

After one gulp, the head had disappeared, and the upright body was still sitting on the horse.

Gray mist filled the air, and a dozen demons and ghosts emerged from the mist.

Cries were heard, mixed with the sounds of running for life.

However, no matter how hard they urged the horses to sit down, the gray fog seemed to spread endlessly and there was no way to escape.

Even after running for a long time, I finally found that I was back to the same place.

It turns out they had been spinning.

Even the ghosts that gathered during the fight could not escape the bite of the demon ghosts, and were swallowed whole in a short time.

The cultivation of some of the advanced demons and ghosts has become loose, and they appear to be about to break through.

A few moments.

The sound disappeared, and all the flesh and bones were chewed clean.

All that was left was a mess.

As the gray mist swept back, even the blood on the ground was melted into evil spirit.

Nothing is wasted.

After eating and drinking enough, the evil spirits of demons and ghosts are aroused.

However, with a cold snort, they all got back into the fog.