The monk, who had a big and plump belly, actually put out the lantern with his own body, and was truly impressed.
"Amitabha."
The mellow monk puts his hands together.
He made a Buddha salute to the thick fog, "Little Master, we are all Buddhists and should be compassionate. You have killed many people. No matter how much hatred you have in your heart, you should put it down. I, Buddha, am compassionate and put down my butcher knife.
Become a Buddha immediately, you——"
"Fuck you!"
A lantern shot out from the front, as fast as a shooting star, and hit Monk Yuanrun directly.
Monk Yuanyuan punched it away.
After the lantern was broken, the sparks splashed out, making it look like fire and silver flowers, which was very beautiful.
"Everything I have is thanks to the monk!"
The young monk walked out angrily, "You keep saying that you are wholeheartedly doing good, but you imprison my mother and bear to see mother and son separated and never see each other again-"
The young monk stood in the mist holding a lantern and continued to scold him if he didn't take a step forward.
"You keep saying that you can help people become Buddhas, but you can't tolerate even a trace of family affection between a son and a mother——"
Accompanied by his angry rebuke, more young monks came out of the mist carrying lanterns. They were either on the left, right, or above. For a while, a wall of young monks was erected, high.
The ground surrounded the three of them, Lu and Bai.
"You keep saying to put down the butcher's knife, but when will you put down the knife that cuts off your dear ones and your family ties!"
The latter sentence was uttered in unison by the entire wall of young monks, and it was deafening and deafening for a while.
The majestic tone, the angry accusations, and the condescending and angry looks from the young monks made Lu Bai feel for a moment that they were the ones who had committed the most heinous and unforgivable sins.
If the timing hadn't been right and he still had some sense, Lu Bai would have ended his relationship with Monk Yuanrun.
"What should we do now?" Lu Bai asked in a low voice.
The three of them are now back to back, working together to block threats from different directions, but the wall formed by the little monk——
Lu Bai now regrets and will fall.
"Stand out and wait for Miss Bai to try to disperse the fog." Belly said in a low voice.
In the mist, they were no match for the little monk.
Monk Yuanrun is still advising, "Amitabha, little master, good deeds have causes and evil deeds have consequences. The one who separated your mother and son, you go to him. Does he have anything to do with the people of Yongle City, and does he have anything to do with those innocent people who lost their lives?"
What does it matter?"
"It's a big deal!"
All the young monks roared angrily, and the shock wave made Lu Bai lean back.
If it weren't for the fat and plump monk supporting his back, he would have collapsed.
Lu Bai sighed in his heart, the third level realm and the realm of fellow practitioners were still too different, both in terms of strength and momentum.
Human beings' natural instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages makes it difficult for the weak to have the confidence to overpower the opponent in front of the strong.
"If you don't let my mother go for a day and let us see each other, I will kill one person. If we don't see you for a month, I will kill 30 people. If we don't see you for a year, I will kill more than 300 people! You keep saying that you are doing good, and I will do it diligently.
Be diligent and let the people bury my mother with you! I want God to know, I want to let the earth know, and I want to let everything in the world know that your wholehearted devotion to kindness is all hypocrisy, and all just seeking fame!"
After the words fell, the young monk's eyes were on fire and he pointed at everyone with his hands.
In an instant, lanterns rained down on the three people.
"Grandma!"
My stomach growled loudly, and I flicked with ten fingers. Black and white chess pieces flew out one after another, hitting some lanterns from time to time. Sparks splashed out, and sparks like iron flowers scattered in the air. Sometimes, four chess pieces would form a robbery formation, and in an instant
Suddenly the lantern exploded out of thin air.
Monk Yuanrun was more direct. He relied on the Vajra Seal to protect himself and knocked out the lantern with one punch.
If any fish slipped through the net, he would use his body to force it down.
This turned him into a firework tree, and fireworks bloomed on them.
They are masters and they have the ability.
Not so with Lu Bai.
A third-level master, no matter how much he crosses the realm to challenge, will never be able to defeat a monster in the cultivation realm.
Lanterns came one after another, leaving Lu Bai in a state of embarrassment and being hit from time to time.
Fortunately, his Qinggong is at least above the first level, and the white shirt he wears has defensive power.
When he was in Yancheng, Lu Bai had many experiences in dealing with group fights.
Just think of the lantern as the person who chopped him off!
All these factors meant that although Lu Bai was inevitably injured, his vital points were protected and he finally survived this wave of attacks.
But when he looked up——
A lantern appeared again in the hands of the little monk who surrounded them with a wall.
"Holy shit!"
Lu Bai collapsed on the ground covered in blood and refused to let anyone live.
Lu Bai, who had a big stomach, said, "You are a good boy, but you can't die here. It would be a pity to die here."
He pointed upward and saw that the mist on the top of the little monk's wall was slowly dissipating, and as the mist dissipated, the little monk on the top also dissipated.
"Work harder, at least there is hope, right?" He smiled.
The words just fell.
Whoosh!
Whizzing!
The lanterns in the hands of the young monks on the wall all flew away, but not towards the three of them, but instead flew in the same direction of the wind.
"Oops!"
Monk Yuanrun was shocked, "The lantern went towards Miss Bai."
It turned out that they couldn't tell where they were in the mist, and during the fight they had unknowingly approached the entrance of the alley, very close to the wine shop.
Lu Bai was the fastest and chased the lantern instantly.
When he caught up, he instantly drew his sword, and with a swish, the three lanterns split open and exploded. The flying sparks burned Lu Bai's skin.
But his three swords were just a drop in the bucket.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The lanterns exploded in the wine shop, just like all the fireworks in a fireworks shop were lit, lighting up the sky over the town.
Some people may think it is beautiful.
Because that is the last light that shines when life passes away.
In the light of smoke or dust, half of the restaurant was blown up, leaving the remaining half in danger.
As a result of the arrests and the police, countless tenants of the wine shop died.
Their corpses were scattered on the ruins. Only the Shaobaitou and Baldou guards escaped death because they were faster than Miss Li Bai.
Miss Bai stood steadily on top of the ruins, the piano was on the table, and she kept playing with the strings.
The sound of the piano was like a gentle breeze on a warm summer morning, sweeping away the coldness brought by the thick fog on the little monk - it was this music that saved her and the young white-headed policeman's lives.
"No!"
The old man cried bitterly.
These detectives, these brothers who live together day and night, are suddenly revealed here.
Life.
He has always felt that there are many ways to say goodbye in this world, such as a big cry, a big drink, a brutal battle, an unforgettable care and advice, or crying in the rain to say goodbye.
People keep leaving until I am left alone.
But now, the young white-headed detective realizes that most farewells in a person's life are silent. It is not until death comes that he realizes that their conversation and laughter under the setting sun have become the last. From now on, there will be no separation between mountains or water.
, but can never meet again.
Only the farewell of the head catch——
He held half of the sesame seed cake, raised it slightly, and then fell straight to the ground. The sesame seed cake in his hand lost its restraint and rolled down with blood.