Following the words, Chu Tianshu walked out of the dense forest on the side.
Huang Qianzhong and Huang Caiwei's gazes suddenly erupted with cold murderous intent.
Huang Qianzhong said quietly: "You still dare to appear in front of this Duke?
You are so brave."
Huang Caiwei stared at Chu Tianshu and said through gritted teeth: "Today is the day you die!"
Looking at the shadowy undead hidden in the darkness behind Huang Qianzhong, if it were normal times, Chu Tianshu would definitely feel numb.
But now, with Shi Huaixin, an old monk with perverted cultivation, following behind him, Mr. Chu's confidence is not ordinary.
"You want to kill me, do you have the strength?"
Chu Tianshu glanced sideways at Huang Caiwei, who was wearing a cloak, and sneered: "Master Juexin, as a monk, it is not a good thing to be so murderous... Why do you have to wear a hat, for fear of being seen?
Is your forehead bald..."
After hearing this, Huang Caiwei became even more furious.
"I am going to kill you!"
She screamed and rushed towards Chu Tianshu.
Chu Tianshu tapped his toes on the ground, backed away quickly, and said in a deep voice: "Abbott, if you don't come forward, I will destroy the Jue Xin you personally accepted."
"Amitabha."
With a Buddhist chant that cleansed people's hearts, Shi Huaixin slowly walked out of the woods behind Chu Tianshu.
Huang Caiwei's forward figure suddenly froze.
Huang Qianzhong was also stunned.
Huang Caiwei turned around, and the father and daughter looked at each other with extremely complicated eyes.
They never expected that they would meet the letter of relief here after going deep into the Qingling Mountains.
Their first thought was that Xie Waixin was here to chase them.
Huang Caiwei bit her lip and said with a reluctant expression: "Damn...Old monk, how did you know we are here..."
She was originally going to curse "Dead Thief Bald", but when the words came to her lips, she changed to "Old Monk".
Although Shi Huai Xin had no murderous intentions towards them, and her words were not fierce at all, she just didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of Shi Huai Xin.
Many times, strength means everything!
Only strength can truly earn respect.
Shi Huaixin stepped forward, raised one hand to his chest, held the rosary in the other hand, and said in a deep voice: "Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately."
The sound was not loud, but it struck the hearts of everyone present like morning bells and evening drums.
Inspiring and enlightening.
It makes everyone feel the urge to kneel down and worship.
Chen Xiaolu and Li Zhenqiang, who had the lowest cultivation level, knelt down uncontrollably.
The undead people behind Huang Qianzhong subconsciously retreated, unable to suppress the fear in their hearts.
Only Chu Tianshu had a casual expression: "Abbott, do you want to take all these undead people back to Shaolin to listen to the teachings of the Buddha?"
He sneered: "It's just that with so many undead converts to Shaolin, giving them dharma names is a big project."
After saying that, his joking eyes fell on Zhi Cong and Zhi De behind Shi Huai Xin: "You two, why don't you hurry up and try to decide whether so much fresh blood should be absorbed into the Bodhidharma Hall or the Arhat Hall?
"
Zhi Zong and Zhi De both looked ugly, but they couldn't say a word to refute.
The letter of relief still had the same expression as before: "Jue Kill, Jue Xin, why don't you come over?"
Chu Tianshu pointed at Huang Qianzhong and shouted in a deep voice: "You evil beast, why don't you come to the abbot?"
On Huang Qianzhong's pale face, lines like earthworms appeared. He smiled sinisterly and said: "Abbott, let us go. I promise not to set foot in Middle-earth again. How about that?"
And, I won’t hurt anyone.”
"You evil beast, how dare you threaten the abbot?"
Chu Tianshu sneered: "If the abbot doesn't agree, what will you do?"
Huang Qianzhong pointed at the shadowy undead people behind him, and said in a solemn tone: "I can tell you clearly that this time I have all my masters, far more than just those present. If I can't leave, they will definitely cause trouble."
In Middle-earth, when the time comes for all life to be devastated, it will all be your fault, abbot, what do you think..."
He took two steps forward, stared at the release letter, and asked sternly: "Will it affect your karma?"
Chu Tianshu pointed at Huang Qianzhong and said: "Abbott, do you understand?
Those who are not of my race must have different minds. Even if you take them all back to Shaolin, do you think you can save them?"
Xie Huaixin looked at Huang Qianzhong with a calm expression and said: "If I let you leave, it would be honest and it would affect the karma."
Huang Qianzhong gritted his teeth: "Old monk, do you really want to take us all back to Shaolin?"
Xie Huaixin asked: "Why not?"
Huang Qianzhong asked again: "Do you think you can do it?"
Stepping forward with relief, he said: "You will know once you try it."
Following the words, fierce pressure came towards her, and Huang Caiwei suddenly felt that it was difficult to breathe.
Chu Tianshu quietly took a few steps back, lowered his voice and said to Chu Xidao and others: "We will act according to the opportunity in a while, wait until the old demon is restrained, and kill him as much as possible."
Chu Xidao and others nodded in unison to express their understanding.
As the letter of relief approached, all the undead in the field instantly went berserk and let out bursts of dull roars.
At this time, a loud shout suddenly exploded in the night sky: "What's wrong with monsters?
How dare you act so recklessly in the Western Territory?"
When the sound sounded, it seemed like it was still far away.
But when the voice fell, it was already close.
Soon, a large group of fierce men and women wearing dark red outfits appeared on the scene, all with a Xuanwu logo embroidered on their chests.
These men and women were dressed exactly the same as those who snatched the scroll from Chu Tianshu last time.
Chu Tianshu said in a deep voice to Chu Xidao and others: "They should be from the Ximen family."
As soon as he finished speaking, another group of people wearing black costumes with the white tiger logo embroidered on their chests appeared.
Chu Tianshu's eyes flickered and he added: "These are people from the Beiyou family."
Chu Xidao and Huangfu Zhaonan have also met people from the Beiyou family.
Huangfu Zhaonan frowned and said with some confusion: "How come people from the Beiyou family and Ximen family are here?"
Chu Xidao said in a deep voice: "The leather scroll fell into the hands of the Ximen family, and the Beiyou family also got a backup of the photos. It would be abnormal if they didn't send people to Qingling."
Chu Tianshu sighed: "I just don't know if they have sent people into the Mausoleum of the First Emperor."
If people from the Beiyou family and the Ximen family have already entered the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, then he is obviously a step too late. Even if there is a sacred weapon of the undead inside, it must have been taken away by the Ximen family and the Beiyou family.
When people from the Beiyou family and the Ximen family came to the scene and saw the mad Huang Qianzhong and others, someone immediately said in shock: "Undead?"
Seeing this, Chu Tianshu was not surprised at all.