Chapter 251 It regrets
Could it be a memory from thousands of years ago?
Chang Kong frowned, thinking to himself, and put the charm into the storage space.
For Changkong, the memory of thousands of years ago is blank.
Thousands of years ago, he could not remember what he had done, what he had experienced, or why he chose to practice Buddhism.
"Crack, crackle, crackle~"
A fire burned in the rain again.
Huo Hu and the nearly a hundred students from Tianchao Academy gradually turned into ashes in the fire.
"I killed a lot of monsters today. When the time comes, I will definitely let my mentor praise me."
"Hey, you are the only one who has killed so many! I will kill them too." A lot of them, okay!”
At the entrance of Tianchao Academy, the students were arguing happily.
Chang Kong glanced at it, pursed his lips tightly, and clasped his hands together.
When the first person entered the academy, Chang Kong instantly disappeared from Tianchao Academy and returned to Xiangyun Temple.
“Oops, something happened!”
The first student who walked into the academy looked at the fire in the rain and the blood on the ground, and screamed loudly.
Suddenly, the students who returned safely from the front line had no time to celebrate and were immersed in the sadness of the massacre in the college.
......
"Hey, smelly monk, you are back."
Qing Diao was hiding from the rain outside the meditation room in a state of low spirits.
Seeing Chang Kong come back, he weakly said hello.
Even now, he still can't accept that the sleeping woman inside is the Fallen Angel Jijiu.
How could she come out of Mirror Valley! ?
I thought that by recognizing this smelly monk as its master, it would be able to avoid the devil forever.
Who would have thought that instead of avoiding it, it jumped directly in front of her.
Qing Diao thought and sighed heavily.
It finally understood what Changkong said to it that day, "You won't want to know."
It regrets it now.
It wants to do it all over again, back to the time when it came out of the Mirror Valley without knowing it.
"Huh?" Qing Diao thought sadly. He looked up and saw Chang Kong standing wet outside the meditation room and blinked.
"Smelly monk, why are you wet by the rain?"
With the strength of this smelly monk, he shouldn't be wet by the rain in the human world.
"Also, why don't you go in?"
Shijiu was in the Zen room, and he went in without knocking, which was a little strange.
“Amitabha...”
Chang Kong clasped his hands together, pursed his thin lips slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
After a long time, Chang Kong turned around and left the temple.
Qing Diao was stunned, looking at Chang Kong who was soaked in the rain, his eyes full of doubts.
“Did something happen just now?”
Qing Diao flew towards Chang Kong with some doubts and asked tentatively.
"Nothing."
Chang Kong said, raising his hand and wiping it in his eyes, two light spots appeared in Chang Kong's hand.
His eyes were closed again.
Looking at the two light spots flying into the sky against the rain, and the green eagle flapping its wings in the rain, I didn't know what to say.
The last pair of immortal official eyes...
That’s gone too.
“Eh!?”
Qing Diao followed Chang Kong and suddenly saw him kneeling in front of the main hall of Xiangyun Temple, and he was even more confused in his heart.
"Stinky monk, why are you kneeling here!?"
Did he do something wrong?
Qing Diao thought, raised his head, and saw the Buddha statue in the hall at a glance.
The Buddha statue had a compassionate expression. The green eagle looked at it and couldn't help but shudder.
Suddenly I felt that it was more pleasing to the eye if Chang Kong was still indifferent and careless, not taking anything into his heart.
(End of this chapter)