Chapter 114 Goodbye Old Niubi! (Down)

"Don't tell me what's going on with Niubi if you don't take the Taoist number?"

"Don't tell~" Monk Wuwen took a bite of the oily ham, his mouth was covered with oil, and he smiled.

Qin Weijie was so annoyed by being forced, he simply planned to take a Taoist name at random: "Dong Tulu! My Tao name is Gan Tulu!"

At this time, Qin Weijie didn't show respect to the monk at all, and pointed at the monk and scolded the bald donkey. This was no longer pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, but blatantly scolding him.

Qin Weijie usually flaunts civilized tips, but he was so rude today, I think this guy was very angry at this monk who didn't ask.

Qin Weijie originally thought that Monk Wuwen would be furious because of this matter, but he didn't expect that Monk Wuwen still held the ham in his hand and ate a couple of mouthfuls, then looked at Qin Weijie with a smile on his face, as if asking; Yet?"

He hated the feeling of being hit on the cotton the most, and Qin Weijie became even more impatient seeing Monk Buwen seeming to be indifferent.

Neither Qin Weijie nor Buwen Monk spoke, and Buwen Sanren, who had been silent for a long time, frowned and said, "Nah! You're so cowardly! Come here! (Damn, you fool, come here!) "

As he said that, Buwen Sanren waved his hand and slapped Qin Weijie.

This palm seemed soft, but the moment it landed on Qin Weijie, Qin Weijie flew upside down and leaped three trenches before stopping.

Hitting heavily on the earth wall of another trench, a mouthful of reverse blood stagnated in his chest spurted out, and Qin Weijie suddenly felt a jolt in his body.

"Am I awakening and shaking M physique?"

Qin Weijie patted the dirt on his body, crawled back to the previous trench, and returned to Buwen and Buwen again.

Don't ask the monk: "How is it?"

"The stagnated reverse blood spit out..."

"It's so good... Let's continue, let's give yourself a good name, such as Layman Picking Flowers, Hongchen Sanren, Xiaoyaoshanren..." Monk Wuwen helped Qin Weijie choose a name with a smile.

Qin Weijie's face is turning green now, the name you chose is really awesome, layman picking flowers? Scattered people in the world of mortals? Xiaoyao Mountain people? Nima still doesn't recognize that he is directly called the flower picker and the rogue.

Why does the name given by the monk always sound like he often goes to romantic places? Could it be that this Wuwen monk not only broke the precept of meat, but also a flower monk?

Although I don't know what kind of medicine this Buwen Monk and Buwen Sanren sold in the gourd, but from the two people's painstaking efforts to help themselves recover from their internal injuries, it can be seen that they should have no malice towards themselves.

Just take a dao number and forget it, otherwise these two guys will definitely not tell their old bully's situation.

Qin Weijie lowered his head and thought for a while, then said: "Why don't I just name it 'Wutian', the name is domineering and catchy..."

Monk Wuwen frowned: "I'm afraid it's a taboo, after all, it's a bit arrogant to dare to say the word lying to the sky!"

"Hey, Monk, do you still care about this? Seeing that you are also a guy who has no taboos, how can you have so many taboos! You can make a living, and you have said it all, it is a code name!"

Qin Weijie said, but in fact he was teasing secretly in his heart, Tom might have a nickname called Voldemort in the future, one Voldemort, one lying on the sky, inexplicable sense of CP!

In fact, if it wasn't for the fear of not being able to be judged, I really wanted to give myself a dao name called 'Fuck'.

Don't ask the monk: "Okay,

That's it, blind man, what do you see? "

"Nonsense!" Buwen Sanren scolded a little annoyed, but it was admitted in disguise.

"In that case, let's start!" Monk Wuwen nodded, put the ham in his hand aside, then got up with Buwen Sanren, and approached Qin Weijie step by step.

"I'm going! What are you going to do? If you take a step forward, I'll yell, and I really yelled!" Qin Weijie panicked a little as he looked at the two men approaching him with unkind faces.

The two of them didn't discuss with Qin Weijie at this time, they saw the monk Wuwen strode forward, pulled off Qin Weijie's clothes, and stripped his upper body naked, then fearing Qin Weijie's disturbance, he directly took out a golden bowl to cast a spell Hang the golden bowl directly on top of Qin Weijie's head.

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With the golden bowl hanging above his head, Qin Weijie instantly felt unable to move his body, as if someone had stuck a body talisman on him.

"Hey! Don't be particular! It's winter, you let me freeze like this before my old wounds heal! What on earth are you going to do!" Although Qin Weijie couldn't move, his broken mouth was still unsealed, and he opened his mouth to ask.

Monk Wuwen smiled, and forcibly straightened Qin Weijie's body, making him sit in cross-legged meditation: "Hold the precepts!"

Qin Weijie wanted to interrupt, but if he didn't ask the monk, he probably got annoyed with Qin Weijie's broken mouth that broke the casserole and asked the bottom line. He picked up the ham on the side and stuffed it directly into Qin Weijie's mouth, which seemed to have blocked his broken mouth.

At this time, the Buwen Sanren behind Qin Weijie finally moved. He saw that the Buwen Sanren was holding a wolf hair brush, stained with scarlet cinnabar, and drew on Qin Weijie's back. Qin Weijie couldn't see what was drawn, so he had to let him go. painted.

Buwen Sanren is obviously not good at words, he does the hard work by himself, and he doesn't ask the monk for all the talking:

"Xuan Fa, nine-year-old enlightenment, twelve-year-old precepts, fifteen righteous thoughts, and eighteen seals. The master who was unheard of three years ago...that is, your master helped you to initiate, and now your master has become immortal to prove the way and go to death I specifically asked the poor monk and Buwen to keep the precepts for you when you were twelve years old."

"The Daoist Heavenly Master Taoism has nine precepts: do nothing, be weak, be female, be nameless, be quiet, be good, be without desires, be knowledgeable, stop enough, and push back. If you talk about teachers, the law They all come out of the Xuantan, so they should abide by these nine precepts. Today we are entrusted to observe the precepts for you, I hope you will not let down your master's painstaking efforts..."

As soon as Qin Weijie finished speaking, before he could react, he only felt a burning sensation in his back, and a faint stream of clear water poured between his brows. In the next second, his consciousness seemed to fall into a cool and comfortable pool, and he lost consciousness in a daze.

When Qin Weijie opened his eyes again, he felt relaxed all over his body. Half of the body damage caused by the forced driving of magic power, Xuan Qi, and the power of death last night seemed to be healed by half. His body seemed to have undergone a transformation. There is a mysterious and mysterious feeling.

"The magical world that you agreed on? Why is it so mysterious..." Qin Weijie woke up leisurely and murmured.

"Hey~ Blind man, wake up, wake up!" Monk Buwen hastily greeted the cold-faced Buwen Sanren.

Qin Weijie looked at the two of them and frowned slightly: "How did my master die!? The old cow's nose is definitely not simple. How could he die without any reason!?"

The monk who didn't ask looked at the scattered people, and the scattered people didn't speak, but just nodded. Seeing this, the monk who didn't ask said slowly: "At the beginning of last year, Jinling City was broken, and the Japanese invaders massacred the city. You should have heard about it. ?”

Qin Weijie clenched his fists: "Jinling City was destroyed, and the crimes committed by the Japanese invaders are unspeakable! I wish I could kill a few devils to serve the country!!"

"Haha, I'm not mistaken! He's a bloody man..." Monk Buwen laughed out loud, but there was a bit of sadness in his voice, which was in great contrast to his usual joking personality.

"Bring a handle, why don't you hit it! (Bring a handle, no problem!)" Buwen Sanren also fit the same sentence.

Monk Wuwen continued to narrate: "Jinling City was broken, the Japanese invaders slaughtered the city, and the whole country of China was shocked. All the scholars of Xuanxiu went down the mountain to save the country, and gathered in Zijin Mountain of Jinling. Your master and his disciples went with them.

In March of the massacre, the Xuanxiu martyrs fought to the death to rescue the innocent, but encountered the Rising Sun Empire Onmyoji, Shinto ghosts, ninjas, and wizards pouring out. Demons, we are not defeated by those demons who steal skills, but by the progress of civilization.

In order to save the common people, Taoist Ziyao of Shenxiao Daozong blocked the machine gun with his body alone... The master Ruxin of the Golden Buddha Temple blew up the enemy's ammunition depot and finally did not come out...

Confucianist Mr. Qixian is notoriously soft-tempered in Jianghu, but he became hard-tempered once at the end of the day. I watched him raise the three-foot Qingfeng sword, and chanted "kill a person in ten steps, and never stay behind a thousand miles" to kill him. The enemy line, beheaded seventeen people in a row, and finally died in martyrdom. When he died, he was still shouting up to the sky, "Whoever said that I am a Confucian scholar is useless, you know that I also have a heart of a knight-errant in Confucianism!" '...

Under the Zhonghua sect, the poor monk also saw a loose cultivator boy with no family or sect. The poor monk still doesn't know his name, but he only remembers that the boy held a silver gun that day, killed seven people in a row, was seriously injured and exhausted, and vowed to hold the gun to the death Standing upright, the sound of 'dead body will turn into a fierce ghost will eat your flesh and blood' scared the bandits for dozens of days and dared not go forward..."

Monk Wuwen burst into tears while talking.

Qin Weijie also clenched his fists tightly, his nails sunk into his flesh, his eyes were red, he took a deep breath, and asked pretendingly, "Where's the old cow's nose? Didn't you embarrass me? Is it a heroic death?"

"The real man is called a hero. Because the three disciples all died in battle, the real man was ashamed and furious. He wrote a line of blood on the gate of Jinling City, 'Kill a thief every day, sacrifice the dead with blood', and then one by one. The sword was hidden in the dark, and for half a month, every day, the heads of the owls and the commanders of the bandits were added, and a head was added to the city gate every day, so that the leaders of the Japanese bandits dared not go out.

In the end, the Japanese invaders were frightened, and organized seventeen true onmyojis from the present world, with hundreds of gods and ghosts, plus seven Shinto ghost heirs and three shadow-level ninjas to ambush your master. On that day, Zhenren knew it was an ambush, and still determined to die, leaving only a few words before leaving

'Today, he beheaded his Xuanmen monks and hurt his Xuandao foundation. A hundred years ago, the ancestors were deluded and taught such a bunch of beasts. Today, the old man will clean up the door for the ancestors. The Chinese things passed down by the ancestors, today Return it to Huaxia on my Huaxia land! '

No one witnessed the bloody battle that day, only that no one came out of the other garden where the real person was ambushed since that day, and someone entered the other garden three days later, and when he returned, he only said, "It's just like Abi Hell, there is no one to survive". "

"Hahaha! Awesome! The old cow's nose is really good! Killing well! Killing him in the dark! Killing beautifully!" Qin Weijie turned around and looked up to the sky and laughed very heartily. He didn't ask the monk, but he clearly saw that Qin Weijie A line of clear tears above the side face is like a gurgling spring:

"Hahaha, the old Niubi is awesome! No shame! If you die, you will die, and you will become a fairy! I will not think about it in the future! The two masters were entrusted by Niubi, and they have completed the task perfectly... It's a pity, boy, don't you Fighting, the conversation with my rich grandfather broke down a while ago, and there is no good thank you gift for the two of you. If you are destined to meet again in the future, the boy will be thanking you. I am still sleepy before I know it. Go back to sleep and go back to the cage... "

Speaking of Qin Weijie, he walked towards the distance, leaving behind only a back that pretended to be strong.

Returning to the bunker, Qin Weijie locked the door tightly and cried for several days without eating or drinking. When he left the room seven days later, his body was thin and haggard, his eyes were blood red, and two tears of blood had frozen on his cheeks. superior……

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