Chapter 809

The world is busy and the sea of people is boundless.

Jiannanchun walks in the earthly world from time to time under the name of Tianjian gate. He has seen too many, too many, too many people of all kinds.

He shouldn't have had an impression of just two children passing by after a week.

But that day,

That street,

In that rain,

That punch,

It left a deep impression on Jiannanchun.

So that every time it rained heavily, he would recall the fear that eggs would destroy people.

When he recognized Erin,

Subconsciously pinched his leg,

Even if there is no pain between the legs now,

But somehow, looking at this innocent face, he felt a faint pain there.

"Why are you?"

Jian nanchun was in a bad mood and asked with a straight face.

After recognizing Yilin, Jiannanchun raised Wang Xiaohu by several centimeters. By the way, he recognized Wang Xiaohu.

It's these two boys.

After careful consideration, Jiannanchun felt something wrong.

It was a chance encounter, but now we meet, how can we feel a little more conspiracy theory?

Yilin hung his head and answered in a calm tone, "I said it was a coincidence. The immortal must not believe it."

Jiannanchun is about to ask.

The iceberg beauty called "junior sister" by Jiannanchun, a pair of beautiful crescent eyebrows frowned slightly, and asked coldly, "where is the long Princess of Daqing?"

Jiannanchun's attention immediately moved away from the origin of Yilin and Wang Xiaohu. Facing the younger martial sister's question, Jiannanchun calmly replied: "don't worry, younger martial sister. You don't have to worry about the safety of Princess Daqing if you have a senior brother."

"Lead the way."

From beginning to end, younger martial sister didn't look at Yilin and Wang Xiaohu.

"What about them?"

Jian nanchun shook Wang Xiaohu in his hand.

"Whatever you want."

Younger martial sister is obviously angry.

Jian nanchun makes up for the younger martial sister's mood from her expression, tone and eyes.

Suddenly, Jian nanchun thought about it. Before he asked clearly, it was not good to let them go. He carried one in his hand and walked in a gust of wind to the golden temple.

Elder martial sister Bingshan followed. Before she took off in situ, Yilin noticed that the woman gently raised her hand and blew a gust of wind. The fire exploded in the woods was extinguished at once, avoiding a tragic mountain fire.

"Is this the ability of high-ranking friars?"

In silence, Yilin pretended to be a good child and was carried by Jiannanchun. But he was secretly observing them and pondering their characters.

Now it's smooth to connect with Tianjian gate. Whether this connection is good or bad is uncertain at the moment. But it finally hooked up, didn't it? This is a good start. Next, Yilin decides to act according to the circumstances and have a look.

"How did you get caught?"

Yilin was carried by the collar. He simply took the "Jiannanchun" ride, felt at ease, held his hands and chatted with Wang Xiaohu next to him.

"Brother Lin, I'm thinking about going to help others?"

Wang Xiaohu failed to take action on his first trip to the Jianghu. He was full of frustration and wrote it all on his face.

Chivalry and justice?

Yilin was stunned.

What else did he want to ask? Jiannanchun and younger martial sister Bingshan flew to the top of the mountain in the blink of an eye. Jiannanchun threw them aside and left a sentence: "stay here at ease. I'll go to the temple with younger martial sister Bingshan later. I have something to ask you."

Jiannanchun glanced at Yilin and turned to take his younger martial sister to find the princess.

In his mind, it is natural that business is more important.

As for Yi Lin and Wang Xiaohu, they can't turn over any waves. They can't talk about it first.

In the Golden Temple, corpses were everywhere, and the smell of blood went into their noses along the mountain wind.

After the two of Jiannanchun half floated away and forced Ge man to enter the Golden Temple, Yilin calmly asked Wang Xiaohu, and finally understood the cause and effect of the whole thing.

original.

From that day on, Wang Xiaohu obeyed the command of Yilin and stayed in the grass to watch the change.

But he didn't know the actual situation at all, nor did he know that other people were also living in the grass. He squatted for two days and two nights, but there was nothing wrong.

Wang Xiaohu didn't even bring dry food and fresh water in his bag.

He was hungry for two days. When he was thirsty, he sucked the dew on the leaves and let Wang Xiaohu live.

Just now, shortly after midnight, Wang Xiaohu finally couldn't help it, but he didn't know where Yilin was, so he swayed his legs dizzily and climbed up to the golden temple.

It's really thanks to Wang Xiaohu's strong growth and talent since childhood. After two days of hunger, he just let him hold his breath and climb the mountain alive.

After painstakingly climbing to the gate of the Golden Temple, Wang Xiaohu finally lived in Bengbu. His eyes turned over and he fainted in situ.

Several monks were patrolling at the gate of the Golden Temple and found Wang Xiaohu hungry on the roadside. The monk was merciful and carried Wang Xiaohu into the temple, fed food and fresh water, and let Wang Xiaohu live.

Monks from Dali temple are well aware of it. Of course, they know that they are under siege. Among the monks in Dali temple, one of the most respected eminent monks came to cross examine him. He somehow fell in love with Wang Xiaohu and advised Wang Xiaohu that "the world of mortals is a sea of bitterness, and the sea of bitterness is boundless. Only by converting to our Buddha can he be liberated". The implication was to persuade Wang Xiaohu to shave off his family, become a monk with honor and become a monk without meat and blood.

Later, Wang Xiaohu refused the eminent monk's painstaking and kind intentions in righteous words, while directly knocking and learning from Yilin to throw stones and ask the way, and asked the current dilemma of Dali temple. Wang Xiaohu, who was grateful to the monks for a meal, was suddenly heroic and decided to help the monks tide over the difficulties.

A few hours later, a hundred people attacked the mountain.

With the grenade given by Yilin, Wang Xiaohu bombed everywhere, cooperated with the Buddhist skills of the monks, and killed a path of blood.

But Wang Xiaohu is an ordinary person after all. In this chaotic situation, it is difficult to make a final decision. The monks of Dali Temple die and hurt in the chaos.

Then, Jiannanchun came out and easily controlled the situation. In the future, the offender died under the sword.

"Brother Lin, that's the whole thing."

Wang Xiaohu was still a little uncomfortable when he thought of the death of the monks. Even after he got out of danger, he shook his head and sighed, and there was still no sense of relief on his face.

He finally experienced first-hand what uncle Niu said in his story: "the Jianghu is dangerous and the sword has no eyes".

Yilin listens to the story told by Wang Xiaohu himself and feels like he is listening to a story.

Ah, this?

Wang Xiaohu's experience in these three days is so soul stirring and soul stirring?

Wouldn't it be a good protagonist experience to put it elsewhere?

It seems ridiculous.

But Yilin also understood why Voldemort, who had planned to attack the Golden Temple, suddenly couldn't squat and started one after another.

It was because of Wang Xiaohu.

After squatting for three days, they were already in the stage of mutual vigilance. Unexpectedly, Wang Xiaohu didn't follow the rules and rushed up alone. Of course, this made them unable to squat, so a general attack happened at the same time. And in mutual suspicion, one side suspected that the other side did not talk about rules, the other side suspected that the other side did not talk about martial ethics, which eventually evolved into a situation of mutual fighting.

Yilin wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh.

Just then.

Footsteps came from the temple. Yilin stopped talking to Wang Xiaohu and turned his eyes to the direction of footsteps.

Jiannanchun and Bingshan junior sister came out.

They walked side by side, their clothes floating, quite a bit of the flavor of immortal wind lovers.

Immediately behind them, there was an old monk with a faint light on his bare forehead. There was only an empty eye socket in his left eye. He was still gurgling and bleeding. As he walked, he was wrapping gauze around his eyes and covering the wound in his eyes.

Beside the old monk, there was a white little monk who looked like he was 15 or 16 years old and laughed. He looked beautiful and had red lips and white teeth. However, he didn't point a ring scar on his forehead like an ordinary monk. He looked a bit different. In the little monk's hand, he held a brocade bag tightly. No one can see that this bag is very important to him.

Seeing the old monk coming out, Wang Xiaohu first subconsciously shrunk behind Yilin, then reacted, took the initiative to meet him, and said with concern: "master withered leaf, are your eyes all right?"

When Wang Xiaohu met him.

Yilin's eyes fell on the little monk's face beside master withered leaf.

While Yilin looked at the little monk, the little monk also noticed Yilin's eyes and looked at each other with Yilin.