Chapter 536

"Poor monk Cihang."

Although he said this to Jiu Jiu, Cihang's attitude became even colder.

I don't know why, at the moment the little girl came in, his heart like a stone suddenly and irregularly beat violently, and his eyes couldn't help looking at her, as if he wanted to engrave her appearance deeply in his heart.

Clearly he has vowed to serve the Buddha all his life in front of the Buddha, but he still has a strange heart.

Tzu hang silently recited the Buddhist scriptures in his heart, but his eyes seemed not to be his own. He couldn't help looking at Jiujiu, one eye, two eyes, three or four eyes.

Seeing the look in Cihang's eyes at Jiu Jiu, sang Ye's hatred for Jiu Jiu is even deeper.

Mo Yu used to be like this. As long as Jiu Jiu appeared, she didn't have herself in her eyes, even Cihang now.

As long as the man you like appears, Jiujiu, a woman who is an eye-catching woman, will attract each other's attention.

If Jiu Jiu hadn't appeared, this Cihang would have been in her bag.

Mulberry leaves gritted their teeth and looked at Jiujiu with a hot temperature. They wanted to burn Jiujiu to ashes.

For the sight of mulberry leaves, Jiujiu stared back directly and fearlessly. After staring at mulberry leaves, Jiujiu continued to look at Cihang and said, "master, do you know what this woman is?"

Cihang shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"She is the evil girl of the notorious evil cult, that is, the flower picker in the Jianghu now." mulberry leaf has left the evil cult for more than a month. His biggest hobby every day is to pick and mend those men. However, due to some habits of Yanxiu, mulberry leaf has a very bad attitude towards those stoves. Basically, the only men she has picked and mended are the ones who are basic.

Of course, even if you make a foundation, you can only be the one below.

Although some of the men who were mended by mulberry leaf picking deserved it, most of them were seduced by mulberry leaf Dementor. Over time, mulberry leaf won the name of a female flower thief.

Hearing the words "female flower picker", the four people sitting in the inn stood up in an instant. One of them pulled out his long sword and attacked mulberry leaves in a sad and angry manner.

His son was the only one left in the eight generations of his family. Who knows, he was liked by the female flower picker. The whole person was picked and mended in one night. This is the hope of their eight generations, but his roots were broken here.

How could he not hate, how could he not want to kill mulberry leaf.

Mulberry leaves can be easily dealt with by ordinary people. When the man pulled out his sword, mulberry leaves also pulled out his sword.

Although she was Yanxiu, she had practiced swordsmanship before becoming Yanxiu. For a moment, the four people fought equally.

Because of the presence of Cihang, Sangye didn't use magic, which gave Jiujiu a chance.

Jiujiu takes out the golden silkworm Gu from her pocket.

Although not willing, mulberry leaf has magic, and she has no other choice.

Jiujiu raised her hand and threw the golden silkworm Gu onto mulberry leaf. The mulberry leaf was entangled by the three people. Although she knew that Jiujiu threw something, she couldn't take it down. It was too late when the golden silkworm Gu got into her body and she wanted to drive it away.

Jiujiu silently recited the formula to urge the golden silkworm Gu. With the follow-up of the golden silkworm Gu, mulberry leaves felt what is called Gu Shu for the first time.

Mulberry leaves howled loudly, covered his head and fell to the ground. The whole person shouted loudly like crazy and kept rolling on the ground. His face was distorted and ugly because of pain. Even if his head kept hitting the ground, even if his head was broken and bleeding, he continued to hit like unconscious, as if he didn't know fatigue and pain.

Looking at the tragedy of mulberry leaves, Cihang silently recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha."

"Almsgiver, that's enough." Cihang's eyes have no mercy, no joy, no sorrow, no anger. She just looked at Jiujiu with kindness to everyone and said, "she has learned a lesson."

"So what? She's a witch. Everyone has to kill her. Besides, she has hurt so many people. Shouldn't I kill her?"

Cihang: "God has the virtue of living well. Why kill all of them, benefactor."

"Heaven has the virtue of living a good life, but that's for you people in the Central Plains. I'm a girl from Miao Jiang. Naturally, I'm not bound by this sentence. I'll kill her. Is it difficult? Do you want to stop me?" Jiujiu's eyes and tail are frivolous, showing a touch of killing intention.

Cihang looked down, but his attitude was not at all soft. It was obvious that if Jiujiu dared to do it, he would protect mulberry leaves.

"Amitabha."

"Monk, do you want to stop me from killing her?"

Jiujiu tilted her head and looked at Cihang. She was a little speechless about the compassionate monk.

Say he is pedantic. He treats everyone equally, but if he is not pedantic, he will save mulberry leaf's life when he knows that mulberry leaf is a female devil who does all kinds of evil.

Tzu hang lowered his eyes and said, "when is it time to repay your grievances?"

As for Cihang's words, the old man snorted coldly, "you're talking lightly. It's not your relatives who are harmed by this witch."

At the thought of the son who was picked and mended by the Witch and is still lying in bed, the old man burst into tears.

Obviously, he has selected a good marriage for his son, and even the auspicious time has been calculated. He is waiting to have grandchildren next year, but he encounters such a thing. Is there anyone more miserable than him?

Cihang said that if he was allowed to speak Buddhism, he could keep talking for ten days and ten nights, but if he spoke to an old man who had been blinded by hatred, he couldn't say a word.

Because he knows that no matter what he says, the other party can say a rebuttal.

The other party's heart knows that he has been paralyzed by hatred. He can't think of a second thing except revenge.

Cihang sighed, looked at the mulberry leaves still rolling on the ground and silently recited the Buddha's horn.

Jiujiu looked at Cihang, pulled out the soul killing sword Xiaobai gave her, and stabbed mulberry leaf in the heart. In a moment, mulberry leaf swallowed his breath, and even his soul was sealed in the soul killing sword.

Seeing that Jiujiu killed the mulberry leaf with a sword, the old man bowed his hand and said, "thank you, girl."

Jiujiu smiled: "bitch, everyone has to kill it. The old man is polite."

Looking at the dead mulberry leaves, Cihang sighed and turned to the backyard to find a shovel to make mulberry leaves safe.

But he just took out the shovel and saw that Jiujiu dropped a few drops of liquid on the mulberry leaf. Then the mulberry leaf's body melted like ice and snow under the sun. In a moment, there was no bone residue left.

Tzu hang learned the Dharma from childhood and devoted himself to the Buddha. This was the first time he went down the mountain, but he never thought he would encounter such a cruel scene. Tzu hang, who has always been unpopular, was angry for the first time.

Looking at Jiujiu's eyes with obvious emotional fluctuations, almost looked at Jiujiu with obvious disgust, threw his sleeve and left.