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He hit Ba Ba's mouth with a knife and said thoughtfully, "I was wondering what this old thief had for lunch today?"
When Chen Dasheng heard this, he couldn't help but rolled his eyes, pointed to the grass next to him, and said, "Where is your stomach? Go check it yourself!"
"Uh!" Xiao Dao's face twitched.
"My Buddha is compassionate!"
Old Lama Dorje came over, and he couldn't bear to look at Monk Dingguang's death. Although Dingguang was solely to blame for everything, the scene was quite bloody.
"Two benefactors, the roadblock has been removed, let's continue on the road!" Standing on the roadside, Duoji closed his eyes, briefly recited the Rebirth Mantra, and then said to Chen Dasheng and Chen Dasheng.
This monk Dingguang is really sad. He recited the Rebirth Mantra as soon as he met him. He looked confident, but in the end he was so poor that he was killed instantly. He even had someone else recite the Rebirth Mantra for him. Come to think of it.
It's also really ironic.
"Get rid of the scattered corpses first, otherwise it won't be good if others see them!" Chen Dasheng looked at the scarlet viscera scattered on the ground, still steaming. Although the road looked deserted, it didn't look like people often
Let’s go, but if someone were to walk here and see this situation, they would probably be frightened to death.
After saying that, Chen Dasheng wanted to find some branches and burn these bloody things, but he was stopped by Xiao Dao, "There are so many weeds on this road, and no one is walking at first sight, boy, let me see."
There’s no need to deal with it.”
"How can that be done?" Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what might happen. What if someone passes by?
"Oops!" Xiaodao shook his head, "Just wait, I'll handle it."
Without saying a word, Xiao Dao jumped directly into the grass nearby. After a while, he emerged from the grass again, holding a round object in his hand.
It was a bloody head, half of the head was missing, and the brain was exposed. It was red and white. It looked shocking. From the still intact face, it could be vaguely identified that it belonged to the old monk Dingguang.
The head can be regarded as a relatively complete piece among the stumps on the ground.
Xiao Dao directly placed the head on the stone on the side of the road where Dingguang had just sat. For fear that others would not see it, he placed it in a conspicuous position and reached out to wipe the blood on Dingguang's face.
Watching Xiao Dao do this, Chen Dasheng vaguely understood this guy's intention. However, if ordinary people caught him doing this, it would be a big trouble.
Grabbing a handful of withered grass next to him and wiping his blood-stained hands, Xiaodao walked towards Chen Dasheng with a smile on his face. "Okay, let's go!"
"I think it's better to get rid of it. If you do it this way, it will easily scare people!" Chen Dasheng said.
Xiaodao shook his head and said, "I don't know how many forces are thinking about us now. You guys are still in the mood to worry about those things. It would be a pity to get rid of this pile of things. Master Dao, I put it here to see if that grandson still dares.
Come to chase?"
Dingguang Evil Monk. Seven years ago, he was famous. This monk had a quirk, that is, he liked to eat meat, and what he ate was not just ordinary meat, but human flesh, especially the flesh of children. His methods were very cruel. Seven years ago
, his eccentricity was discovered and spread throughout the world. Laolin Temple was shocked. The abbot was furious and personally announced that Dingguang would be expelled from Laolin Temple.
From then on, Dingguang got the name of an evil monk. Almost everyone in the world was talking about it and feared him as much as a tiger. If those who pursued Dingguang later found out that Dingguang died here in such a tragic state, they would be afraid to continue chasing him.
It can be counted that this is undoubtedly a naked deterrence method.
Xiao Dao seemed to feel that the shock was not enough. He looked around, walked towards a big tree on the side of the road, took out the knife from his waist, and carved words on the trunk of the tree.
"The evil monk Dingguang died here. If anyone pursues him again, he will be beaten to death with a stick!"
"Beautiful!" Xiao Dao stared at the tree trunk, admired his masterpiece, put the knife away, and walked towards Chen Dasheng again.
"This is a big mountain, and there are wild beasts everywhere. If you put these things here, you can eat them up in three or two days. All we need is to intimidate them. As long as they are frightened so that they dare not chase them, we will save a lot of trouble."
Xiaodao smiled at Chen Dasheng.
Duoji stood aside without saying a word. Chen Dasheng thought for a moment and nodded in agreement with Xiao Dao's action. He looked up at the sky and said, "Let's continue on our way. We must get to the county town tonight. We were beaten by that bald donkey just now."
The sonic power made me dizzy and dizzy, so I had to find a place to sleep."
The sound wave skill that Dingguang used just now is really weird and overbearing. Chen Dasheng, who thought he was determined, fell for it unknowingly. If he wasn't wearing a white cloud fairy robe, he might have been succeeded by Dingguang. Now that he thinks about it, Chen Dasheng still feels that
His heart is still frightened, and his mind is still dizzy. If he sleeps in the wilderness, he doesn't have the energy to keep vigil.
——
"Help!"
"Is there anyone? Help!"
…
Under the magic rock, three weak shouts were heard, and the voices echoed in the mountains, but not a single figure was seen passing by. It was really desolate for the three dignified heroes of the magic rock to fall into such a field.
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Winter nights are so cold.
Especially in this high altitude place, it is much colder than in Shuzhong. After several hours of trekking, Chen Dasheng and the others finally arrived at the so-called small county town Duoji said was very close.
When they entered the county town, it was almost nine o'clock in the evening. The three of them walked on the dilapidated and narrow cement streets and looked at the dilapidated low-rise houses next to them. They couldn't help but sigh. This was different from their ideal county town.
The gap is a bit big.
"Master, have we gone to the wrong place? Is this a county town? It's more like a village!" Chen Dasheng couldn't help but said to Duo Ji who was walking beside him in confusion.
"Small remote counties are already poor and cannot compare with the prosperity of the Central Plains!" Duoji shook his head and smiled, pointed ahead and said, "This is the old neighborhood of the county. If the donor wants to see the bustling scene, he has to walk over there, but we still don't want to
Come on, we are here to beg for alms, so it would be better to stay in this old neighborhood."
"I'm starving to death. Stop talking about old neighborhoods and new neighborhoods. Find a place to eat quickly!" Xiaodao put his hands on his knees, hunched over, and made a gesture of picking up soap, his face
His face looked tired and unhappy. He was already injured, but now he was really tired after walking so far.
Chen Dasheng also felt a little hungry, so he set his sights on Duoji. Before coming to the county town, Duoji swore to them that he could handle everything.
Duoji said, "I'm thinking, should we find a place to live first, or should we eat first?"
"Of course I have to eat first." As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Dao rushed to say, "I have my chest pressed against my back now. If I wait until I find a place to live, I'm afraid Dao and I will starve to death, old lama
, you said you would find us delicious food!"
"Okay, let's find something to eat first."
The old lama nodded slightly, and immediately took the lead, leading Chen Dasheng and the others forward. His eyes kept looking at the shops on both sides, looking for his hunting target.
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Although the street is dilapidated, many shops are still open, and there are still many people walking on the street. An appetite-stimulating aroma permeates the entire street. Obviously, this is a delicious street.
"mutton soup?"
After walking a few steps forward, Xiao Dao's eyes were fixed on a mutton hotpot restaurant on the right. The colorful lights flashed on the square shiny signboard, and a strong smell of sheep wafted out from the restaurant.
, causing Xiao Dao to keep swallowing his saliva, he stepped forward to grab Dorje, pointed at the shining sign, and said, "Old Lama, it's so cold, let's eat some mutton to warm ourselves up."
Duoji looked along where the knife was pointing. His dry face couldn't help but twitch. He seemed to be a little hesitant. However, Haikou had already boasted before, and now that the knife was brought out, he couldn't refuse. He nodded to the knife.
, turning the prayer wheel and walking towards the shop door.
Chen Dasheng and Xiaodao stood there, watching the old lama Dorje go up to ask for alms alone. They felt a little embarrassed and were too embarrassed to follow him. They just watched from a distance. As soon as Dorje was done and turned around to say hello, they immediately rushed up to fight.
Eat a meal and offer sacrifices to the empty temple of the five internal organs. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
