Chapter 119 Human Hair Murder
It's half past morning.
The rain has subsided slightly, but the sky is still gray. There was sparse thunder in the distance, as if it was driving away the rain again.
Outside the yard, sawdust turned to dust and was soaked by the rain. There was light rain in the courtyard, and a few flowering trees were rippling slightly.
There was no blood inside or outside the yard, and some footprints had long been washed away by the rain.
This was an impromptu assassination. Xia Yu Lei Ming, Yue Yao and Yue Yao happened to be separated. Taking advantage of the right time and place, Meng Yuan relied on a bit of strength and a bit of luck to successfully marry them.
At this point, Meng Yuan's plan has no major problems.
But since we are doing things, there must be omissions.
Meng Yuan's expression did not change, his mind changed rapidly, thinking about how to deal with the enemy.
Just now, for the sake of stability, Meng Yuan drained all the jade liquid and turned it into light.
Now that the Dantian is empty, even if one swallows the Baicao Pill, it will not be effective immediately.
But if he can wait another quarter of an hour, or even half a quarter of an hour, then his already vast and vigorous dantian will be able to grow jade liquid, and he can use this to fight.
Now Meng Yuan has obtained four copies of the Tianji Diagram, but because there are not many acupuncture points opened, he is still unable to practice the Divine Might Like Prison and Wanliu Guang.
What I rely on is the floating light in the cave sky and the spring thunder.
Meng Yuan sat cross-legged at the door. Seeing the rain like a curtain, he pressed the handle of the knife, intending to delay it for a while.
Monks of this lineage are paranoid and crazy, and they love discussing Taoism and debating scriptures. Meng Yuan is proficient in the way of gelding. It is said that one method can be used to master all methods. In fact, playing Jifeng is just to compare whose gelding sword is faster and who can reach the place where the gelding should be done better.
"Meng Lang doesn't dare to look up at me? But what's wrong with me?" The slender-waisted slave said in a sweet voice that was a bit weak and pitiful.
The plain white filial piety clothes are slightly shorter, and the look between the eyebrows and eyes seems sad and resentful.
If an ordinary person comes, he will immediately lose control.
But Meng Yuan just felt that this person was too arrogant and smelled bad. Although Sister Qingqing also has a coquettish air, she is gentle and sweet on the inside, and she is also the most obedient in bed.
Meng Yuan often asked Sister Qingqing to wash his face, which had a calming effect.
There is no way any of the ten slaves with thin waists can compare with Sister Qingqing. Meng Yuan doesn't even want to look at the slaves with thin waists.
"If Meng Lang had dropped his sword just now and killed the slave family, there wouldn't have been much trouble." The slender slave took a few steps forward and smiled happily, "Does Meng Lang regret it?"
Her voice became softer and smoother.
"How can I regret it?" Meng Yuan pressed the handle of the knife with one hand and supported the bamboo hat with the other hand, saying: "If I do it a thousand times, ten thousand times, I won't do it."
"How can you build a great road by taking pity on these useless plants and trees? Don't you think that one will make all the bones dry up." The slender slave smiled.
"Killing is to protect life. Can you become a general by walking on thousands of bones?" Meng Yuan said with a smile, "Female Bodhisattva, it is not advisable to turn the effect into the cause."
"Killing lives to protect lives." The slim-waisted slave muttered, "Is this Meng Lang's way?"
"I have no great ambitions and am just living in this world. I haven't found my way yet, I'm just groping." Meng Yuan was very humble.
"It's better to go earlier. The seventh-level martial artist is actually preparing for the next step when he unlocks the secret secrets." The slender-waisted slave actually made a point, "When the fifth-level enters the fourth-level, he needs to be transformed by a heavenly being. Then you need to understand what you want. ”
"Thank you, female Bodhisattva, for your advice." Meng Yuan thanked him sincerely, but at the same time, he was alert and must not be swayed.
"Since you haven't found your way yet. Then you -" The slender-waisted slave took a few steps forward, with a lot of love in his eyebrows, which made people feel pity for him. "Do you want to explore my way first?"
As for the discussion, why do you suddenly speak in a pornographic tone?
For a moment, Meng Yuan couldn't answer the conversation. It was obvious that he had lost the first game of Ji Feng.
Seeing this, the slender-waisted slave covered his mouth and chuckled, saying: "The peacock said that he once asked you questions and answers on a fishing boat and discussed Taoism in the heart of the river. He praised you for having the appearance of a Buddha and having a compassionate heart. It's true."
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"I dare not." Meng Yuan was very humble and asked curiously: "How is Brother Xie doing well recently?"
"He has recovered from his injuries and is meditating outside." The slender-waisted slave bent down, revealing a large expanse of white snow, and stretched out his fingers to tease Meng Yuan's clothes, "Let's go, Peacock has made you a confidant, and said that he will help you become my Buddhist protector. King Kong.”
"Don't forget each other even if you are rich or noble. Brother Xie is a kind man." Meng Yuan sighed.
"The appearance I have cultivated is the appearance of joy, with all kinds of colors." The slim-waisted slave smiled more and more joyfully, "Saving people in the world brings joy. Meng Lang, I also want to save you into my Buddhist door. You are really a natural seed of martial arts. , the jade liquid is spreading, and the light is shining, I really want to taste it. ”
She actually licked her tongue.
"With my six impure roots, I really cannot enter Buddhism." Meng Yuan declined a little, changed the topic, and asked curiously: "Is the female Bodhisattva here waiting for me?"
"Knowing the past life is destiny, knowing the future is the vision of heaven, and cutting off worries is the clarity of leakage." The slender slave smiled, "I only have vision, but no vision. The peacock is boring, I just came to find some joy, and I happened to meet him. I arrived at Yue Qingtian. I was waiting to find out some news, but I didn’t expect you to come.”
She hooked her fingers and said, "Let's go, let's go find the peacock."
"Female Bodhisattva, I don't want to go." Meng Yuan said.
"Good Meng Lang, this is not up to you." The slender-waisted slave's voice was ethereal, and there was a subtle Buddha light in his eyes, as if the Three Thousand Paradise Worlds were turning.
In a daze, Meng Yuan saw a woman in a robe in front of him.
The woman in the Taoist robe turned around, clearly looking like a mother to the world, but at this moment she was biting her teeth secretly, with anger in her eyes, and slapped her, "The evil servant is bullying the master!"
Meng Yuan had no way to hide, so he was slapped and fell to the ground.
"Three little ones..." Before Meng Yuan finished speaking, he saw the other party turning around and riding up, "You are not allowed to be on top again!"
At a loss, Meng Yuan's head hurt and he opened his eyes.
"Desire exists. Who did you see?" the slender slave smiled coquettishly.
Meng Yuan ignored it, closed his eyes and felt it for a while, and then felt a sense of imprisonment in his dantian.
After Kankan produced some jade liquid, it stopped growing. It was clearly suppressed.
"Let's go, Meng Lang." The slender slave smiled happily, took a bamboo umbrella, opened it, and stepped into the rain. Meng Yuan picked up the knife, straightened his bamboo hat, stood up on the ground, and followed.
Normally, when warriors use the Floating Light Cave Sky, they often have to rest for three or four days before they can return to their full glory. It was because the jade liquid was instantly withdrawn and the body was under heavy pressure.
Meng Yuan tempered his body three times and was able to recover as before in about half a day.
But at this moment, the Dantian is sealed, but the feeling of weakness in the muscles and bones is slowly receding.
The slender slave held an umbrella in front, Meng Yuan held a knife in the back, and picked a piece of bamboo to use as a staff.
After leaving the house, the white servant who was guarding the house seemed to be unable to see anyone, and he was complaining about the heavy rain.
"Hurry up, their people are in the south, not far from here." Even though the slender slave urged, it was a bit flattering.
"How about female Bodhisattva save me now and then let me go back." Meng Yuan surrendered.
"That's not possible." The slender-waisted slave smiled sweetly, "Peacock said you are a good seedling. If I take you back, he will be happy."
"So you don't want to save me, you want to save Brother Jie." Meng Yuan smiled.
"I just want to see when he will break the rules." The slender-waisted slave was somewhat hopeful when talking about unlocking the screen.
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"..." Meng Yuan glanced at the slender-waisted slave and asked: "Where is Qingguangzi?"
"How can I know the place where the master meditates?" The slim-waisted slave waved his hand, "You all think that I am above the peacock. In fact, the peacock is the person that the master values and is the ordained person."
"Does your master want to massacre Songhe Fucheng and achieve enlightenment through this?" Meng Yuan asked everything.
"How can I know?" The slender-waisted slave looked at Meng Yuan curiously, smiled and said, "But if the peacock leads you, the master will definitely teach you the Dharma, and you will know it by then."
Meng Yuan understood, didn't he just want to be planted with the same thoughts as Xie Xieping?
Qingshui Town is located in the west of Songhe Prefecture. The two of them left the town, passed two more villages, and entered the mountains.
After walking a few miles further, Meng Yuan asked, "How long will it take to reach Brother Jie's resting place?"
"It's still far away, I guess it will be evening. Are you cold? Do you want me to warm you up?" The slender slave smiled.
You can't believe this woman's words. She said it was at night, but she might not arrive soon.
Meng Yuan didn't believe it, so he stopped and couldn't leave.
The slender slave twisted his waist, held an umbrella, and walked forward for a while. When he saw that Meng Yuan was not moving, he turned around with a charming smile on his face.
She is confident.
"Are you tired, Meng Lang?" The rain in the mountains was light, and the dripping and dripping was mixed with the sounds of birds flying and frogs chirping, making it even more peaceful.
The voice of the slender-waisted slave is not loud, but it can fall on the ears, and it is so charming that it makes people sick.
"We can't leave anymore." Meng Yuan threw away the bamboo stick and held the handle of the knife tightly.
"Oh?" The slender-waisted slave was still smiling, obviously extremely confident.
"My friend is in school. I have to pick her up from school." Meng Yuan said sincerely.
"When the Floating Light Cave Heaven is used, the jade liquid in the Dantian is quickly withdrawn, and the person feels like he is carrying a high mountain."
The slender-waisted slave held an umbrella at an angle and approached slowly, "Meng Lang, your jade liquid is empty. I'm afraid you can't fight anymore."
"My jade liquid is empty, and the female Bodhisattva's golden sea is not dry yet, so we are not far behind." Meng Yuan said.
Hearing this, the slender-waisted slave put away his smile, frowned slightly, and said: "Your Dantian is sealed, there is not much jade liquid, you have no divine power, and the fight between trapped beasts is not even considered."
"The foundation of a warrior is the three days of upper, middle and lower, not jade liquid."
Meng Yuan smiled and stepped forward, "That day in the fishing boat question and answer session, Brother Jie once taught me that if I meet a monk of the sixth grade, I need to get out of the way. Or, I should learn more about the secrets of heaven."
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"The peacock is a pertinent word. He really values you." The slim-waisted slave said.
"He also said that warriors have the habit of transcending ranks and killing by force. To find a way out of nowhere is the path for those who pursue martial arts."
The two sides were more than thirty steps apart, but Meng Yuan still stepped forward step by step, his clothes under his bamboo hat and raincoat getting wet, "I once heard a senior say that everyone can cultivate the path of a warrior."
"With broken legs and arms, even if you are castrated, you will not delay taking this road! Even if your Dantian is damaged, you can still open it again! Unless the person dies!"
"There is no theory on the path of a warrior. The key is not to be afraid of breaking, break and then stand up! Don't be afraid of losing, just fight back! Even if you fall to pieces, you can still stand up again!"
"Martial arts is the road of resistance, the road of unyielding, and the road that is inexhaustible! Even if there is a dead end, some men will get angry and cut a way out!"
For a moment, the remaining jade liquid in Meng Yuan's dantian seemed to be boiling, vigorously impacting all the acupoints.
If the Dantian is imprisoned, then the Dantian will be destroyed.
The jade liquid is constantly colliding in the upper, middle and lower acupoints that have been opened for three days, and does not operate according to any heavenly plan.
This kind of mindless collision may uncover new secrets, but it may also go wrong, causing minor harm to oneself, or even cutting off the way forward.
But Meng Yuan didn't care, he just kept pushing. The stone door exploded, the mud ball trembled, and the Tianling Cap seemed to be broken open.
This is the method that Meng Yuan thought about for a long time on the road. This is a way to face a dead end and have no choice but to give up everything you have and wield a sword.
Meng Yuan didn't know if it could be done. But on the path of a martial artist, one cannot be afraid of losing. Even if one falls and is shattered, one must still make a cut.
"Are you crazy?" The slim-waisted slave frowned. She already understood what Meng Yuan was going to do.
"My generation of warriors is to make a way out of nowhere, to find a way out in desperate situations! Although the jade liquid is dry, I still have longevity and flesh and blood!"
Meng Yuan only felt full of blood, but his flesh and bones felt like they were collapsing, as if they could not last long.
But at this moment, he already had the capital to make a move.
(End of chapter)