Chapter 781: The Monk Killed Someone!

And He Haijiang, she trusted him so much, but in the end, it was he who led her to death step by step. In the end, he was clearly on top, but he didn't dare to look down. At that moment, Her heart was cold... In helplessness, she subconsciously thought of two people - mother and father.

He Haijiang sat helplessly on it, in a daze...

At this moment, a hand lightly patted He Haijiang's shoulder, and He Haijiang suddenly turned around in fright and shouted: "Who?"

I saw a monk in white standing behind him, with a calm smile on his face, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, don't be alarmed."

"You...are you a monk? Are you a member of the rescue team? Why did you come so late? Don't you know that if you delay for a second, you will die?" He Haijiang roared crazily as if he had found a vent bucket : "If you come here earlier, Mu Jie will be fine! It's all your fault, you have to bear..."

No matter how He Haijiang roared there, the monk in front of him smiled gently, but couldn't help cursing in his heart: MMP, you know that people will die? Knowing the danger, still running to the mountains to die? But he said lightly: "You mean the benefactor under the cliff? She's not dead yet?"

"Not dead?" He Haijiang was taken aback for a moment, then grabbed the monk's arm and asked, "She's not dead?"

The person who came was Fang Zheng, he had seen everything before, and he was extremely disappointed with He Haijiang and Cheng Mujie! Similarly, Fangzheng didn't intend to save people immediately. Since he made a mistake, he must accept some punishment.

Fangzheng nodded, He Haijiang was suddenly ecstatic, pointed down and said: "Then what are you still looking at? Save people!"

When Fangzheng heard this, his brows frowned immediately, good guy, save someone quickly? It's so easy to say! Since it was so easy, why didn't he go to rescue him? Still crying like a sissy up there?

Thinking of this, Fangzheng clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the benefactor, the poor monk can't save her. If you want to save her, you have to rely on yourself."

"Myself?" He Haijiang was stunned. He looked at Fangzheng, who was empty-handed, and then at himself. He suddenly realized that the monk seemed to be unable to do much. Nothing? Nothing, how can I save people?"

Fangzheng asked back: "Oh? What tools does the benefactor want? The poor monk can help the benefactor find a way."

He Haijiang looked at the cliff behind him, then at the monk in front of him, rolled his eyes slightly, and said, "I need a rope! It's a very strong one." In his opinion, Fangzheng definitely doesn't have any of these things. In this case, he doesn't have to go down to take risks...

As soon as the words fell, Fangzheng smiled, and took out a thick nylon rope from his bosom. The end of the rope was in Fangzheng's bosom, and it was impossible to tell how long it was. Fangzheng said: "Coincidentally, the poor monk happened to have a rope here, benefactor, then go, go down and save your lover."

Seeing this, He Haijiang was stunned. He looked at the two thumb-thick nylon ropes, then at Fangzheng, and finally at the bottomless abyss. He swallowed, as if he was making a difficult decision.

"Benefactor, save people quickly, otherwise it will be really dangerous to become a benefactor." Fangzheng reminded.

"I..." He Haijiang was also struggling in his heart. He wanted to save Cheng Mu Jie, but he was even more afraid of going down by himself and accidentally falling to his death. He didn't know how to reject Fang Zheng, so he could only rack his brains to figure out how to evade it. That's right, he wasn't thinking about how to save people, but how not to go down and let Fangzheng go down.

At this moment, He Haijiang saw Fangzheng's body. Although the clothes were loose, they were not bulging. Such a thick rope would not fit much. Thinking of this, He Haijiang had an idea, and said, "How long is your rope? I need a rope tens of meters long."

Fangzheng stuffed the end of the rope into He Haijiang's hand, and said with a smile, "It came out too quickly, and the poor monk doesn't know how long the rope is, so the benefactor might as well pull it out and have a look."

He Haijiang looked at Fangzheng suspiciously, and sneered, "You monk is out of your mind, right? If you hide the rope in your clothes, how much space does your clothes have without you? How much rope can you hold?"

Fangzheng smiled and said, "Benefactor, pull it out and have a look."

He Haijiang said: "If the rope is not long enough, I won't go down. I have never seen a rescuer like you, who didn't save people by himself, let me go..."

He Haijiang grumbled and pulled the rope at the same time. In his opinion, the rope must not be long, and it would be finished in a few strokes. But when he really pulled it, he was surprised to find that the rope was extremely long! No matter how he pulled it out, there was a pile of more than ten meters behind him, but he still couldn't see the end!

"This...how is it possible?" He Haijiang exclaimed in his heart, and pulled out at the same time, but what shocked him was that the rope seemed endless, and it couldn't be pulled out no matter how hard he pulled!

"Donor, it's already a hundred meters long. Donor Cheng is only a dozen meters away. These ropes should be enough, right?" Fang Zheng asked with a smile.

He Haijiang recovered from the shock when he heard Fangzheng's words, looked at Fangzheng incredulously, and subconsciously asked, "Are you... a human or a ghost?"

Fangzheng smiled and said, "Amitabha, the poor monk is just a monk who helps the rescue team save people. Donor, I have the rope, go down and save people."

As soon as He Haijiang heard that he was going down to rescue people, his legs went limp, and he had an idea: "It's not enough to have a rope, I also need a safety buckle."

As soon as the words fell, Fangzheng took out two metal safety buckles as thick as little fingers from his arms, and asked with a smile, "Benefactor, take it."

He Haijiang's face suddenly turned pale. This monk is too weird. He came empty-handed, but he was able to take out a 100-meter-long rope from his arms, and now he took out the safety buckle. Is this guy a human or a ghost?

Seeing that He Haijiang didn't move, Fangzheng walked to the edge of the cliff alone, looked at Cheng Mujie below, smiled and said, "Benefactor, that tree is about to break. If you don't go down, benefactor Cheng will really die."

"I..." He Haijiang still wanted to find a reason to shirk.

Seeing this scene, Fangzheng's eyes flashed brightly, and he suddenly shouted: "Are you still looking for a reason?! My lover is in danger, and your child is here looking for an excuse?! A man, so afraid of death, what use are you? "

He Haijiang was taken aback by Fangzheng's sudden shout, and quickly shouted: "I didn't!"

"No? Then go down!" Fangzheng scolded, and pulled He Haijiang to the edge of the cliff. As a result, He Haijiang was so frightened that his legs went limp on the spot, and he cried out loudly, "Let's go, let's go, I'm going to fall! Help... Rescue team, monk, murder!"

Cheng Mujie saw this scene clearly. In fact, she didn't know what was going on, she could hear what the monk and He Haijiang said above, as if they were right next to her ears. Now seeing He Haijiang like this again, her heart is completely cold. The last illusion of He Haijiang was also shattered. I laughed at myself in my heart and said: "Is this the person I choose to live my whole life? Is this the person who keeps saying that I will protect me for the rest of my life? Is this the person I protect so hard that I can quarrel with my parents? I am really blind It's..."