Chapter 20 Chapter 95: Night

Wang Zongjing paused, his eyes flickered for a moment, then he turned around slowly and looked at the fat monk standing behind him in the corridor. Although there was still a slight smile on his face, somehow, Wang Zongjing felt that When he looked at himself, there was a faint look of scrutiny. "Master, what's the matter?" Wang Zongjing looked at him quietly and asked. The corridor suddenly became very quiet, and the hustle and bustle from the streets above and below seemed to be far away from here suddenly. Outside the four elegant rooms, in the small corridor, two people stood facing each other like this.There is no wind.The robe fluttered slightly.

The monk took a deep look at Wang Zongjing, folded his palms together and said, "Little monk Baishui is a monk of Tianyin Temple, and he has seen the benefactor." Wang Zongjing frowned slightly, his mind was indeed a monk from Tianyin Temple, the expression on his face remained unchanged, he still looked at this Baishui monk, and said: "Master, what's the matter?" Bai Shui raised his eyes slightly, and glanced at the young man. After a pause, it seemed that he himself hesitated for a moment, but then he clasped his hands together and said, "Young monk is rude, the benefactor forgives me. If you dare to ask the benefactor, there is one or two things. A fierce thing?" Wang Zongjing's eyes turned cold, he looked at the fat monk, and did not speak, the air around the two of them seemed to cool down immediately, but the monk Baishui didn't seem to notice it, but showed compassion, Heshi said indifferently: "Benefactor, the evil spirit of time will hurt the body. Even if there is restraint in martial arts, it is nothing more than drinking poison to quench thirst. It is better to cherish the body." Wang Zongjing's face became colder, and his heart was full of vigilance, cold Said: "It has nothing to do with you, and I don't have any evil things on me."

Bai Shui was silent for a moment, then raised his eyes again, but it seemed as if something was lit up in his eyes, and his eyes became brighter.Wang Zongjing's heart tightened, and before he could react, the sleeve of the monk's robe in Bai Shui's left hand seemed to move slightly, and an invisible and soft Buddha power suddenly radiated from him, filling the entire corridor in an instant, like the surface of soft water It flows here, but it wants to flood this corridor.Wang Zongjing's face turned cold, but his body did not retreat but moved forward, and he flew directly in front of Bai Shui, raised two fingers with his right hand, and directly inserted them into Bai Shui's eyes, the attack was extremely fierce, full of the blood of the border of Liangzhou Strong and bloody.Bai Shui's face changed slightly, as if he was a little surprised by Wang Zongjing's murderous intent, but he didn't panic too much. The straw sandals stepped back half a step, but they had passed Wang Zongjing's attack. The whole body floated up, and an upright and gentle Buddha power turned into a mountain and pressed over.As soon as Wang Zongjing was touched, he flew upside down, and tapped seven times in a row on the floor, railing, wall, and even the ceiling of the corridor like a dragonfly touching water. After making a big circle, he eliminated this Buddhist power.Bai Shui let out a "huh", as if he was a little surprised. At this time, the corridor was full of strange Buddha power, turbulent and turbulent. He took two steps forward, and Wang Zongjing, who had already floated to the end of the corridor, immediately felt great pressure. There was also a burst of horror in my heart.This Baishui monk also looked young, but his high level of practice was beyond his expectations, almost making him feel irresistible.It's just that Wang Zongjing has rolled over many times at the critical moment of life and death in these years. His heart is extremely tenacious. The pale bone sword is already in his hand. "Hiss!" Like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, the sound of piercing the sky suddenly came, and the layers of Buddha power suddenly pierced through, and that pale ray of light flew from the end of this corridor, cold and cold The Qi suddenly became strong, and in the dark, there seemed to be the sound of Yin spirits screaming and crying, like looking up at the yang world from Jiuyou Hades, looking at it coldly.Bai Shui's complexion darkened, and his eyes quickly swept over the pale bone sword, but then there was a trace of doubt in his eyes, which seemed a little unexpected, and he was stunned and speechless as if he had admitted something wrong. After a while, he took two steps back and returned to the From the previous position, while watching Wang Zongjing rushing forward, holding the sandalwood rosary in his right hand, he emitted a soft white light against Wang Zongjing's sword.But the left hand was suddenly completely retracted into the sleeve robe.

※※※ The gentle Buddha power slowly withdrew, Wang Zongjing was silent for a moment, turned his wrist, and the pale bone sword disappeared between his wrists again.The turbulent wind disappeared at some point, and the noisy noise from the streets and downstairs echoed in the ears of the two of them again, as if they had returned to the mortal world.Bai Shui looked at Wang Zongjing, and suddenly smiled and said, "Good skills, good supernatural powers." Wang Zongjing was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and said, "Master, you are merciful." Bai Shui shook his head, and said, "It's the little monk who was rude. First, although the original intention was to relieve the benefactor’s worries, but in the end, I was too obsessed.” After speaking, he gave a wry smile, which seemed to be self-deprecating, and said in a low voice: “Master ordered me to walk down the mountain to wipe my heart, clear my heart Seeing nature, white water, white water, your obsession is too deep, don't disappoint the master's deep meaning." "Amitabha?" Wang Zongjing saluted, turned around and went downstairs.Looking at his back, Wang Zongjing frowned slowly. After a long while, he turned around and went back to the door of the C-character room, opened the door and walked in.In the room, Xu Menghong and the other three were still sitting here. Seeing Wang Zongjing push the door in, they didn't get up. Only Ximen Yingrui asked, "Are you looking for someone you know?" Wang Zongjing was startled for a moment. , then woke up, shook his head and said: "No, I was wrong." Ximen Yingrui glanced at him, but did not speak, Wang Zongjing walked to the tea table and sat down, just about to pick up the tea bowl, suddenly a white He stretched out his palm to press down on the edge of the bowl, only to hear Xu Menghong say lightly: "The tea is cold, I'll change a bowl for you." Wang Zongjing nodded silently, then watched Xu Menghong pour out the residual tea, and then poured it out again. He brewed new tea and placed it in front of him. The orange-yellow tea trembled slightly, emitting wisps of white gas. "Ao Kui." He suddenly called out. "Huh?" Ao Kui turned his head.Still looking at the tea bowl in front of him, Wang Zongjing asked, "Did you hear any movement when you were here just now?" They are all sitting here, upstairs and downstairs are the same as usual, blah, blah, is there any movement?" He also turned his head and looked at Ximen Yingrui and Xu Menghong.Xu Menghong shook her head slowly, indicating that she didn't feel it, and Ximen Yingrui did the same. Wang Zongjing's face was light, "Oh", and said: "That's good, I was afraid that I missed some news when I left just now. Ao Kui laughed loudly, frightened his shoulder hard, and said with a smile: "What's there to be afraid of? Don't tell me we won't tell you if we have news?"

Wang Zongjing smiled and nodded to him, Ao Kui smiled and didn't care.Wang Zongjing turned his head, glanced over the closed door, and for a moment, his pupils shrank slightly. ※※※ A day passed by quietly, and the momentary events that happened in the corridor were like fleeting shadows, lightly dazzled and then disappeared in the world, and no one knew about them except those two people.In Liangzhou city, it is still so lively and noisy, and the people under the bustling are still going on with their lives, but for most people with a purpose, the invisible wind and rain all over the city, and the rumors all over the sky seem to be more and more serious. Whether there are any fragments of secret scrolls in Chengba's house in Liangzhou has gradually become a topic that everyone in the streets and alleys must talk about. Even when they are sitting in the C-shaped room, they can hear such words from downstairs from the street from time to time. In the discussion, between the lines, more and more people gradually talked about the evening.What kind of night will it be tonight?When Wang Zongjing looked out of the window in a blink of an eye, when the last light of the sun went down and disappeared behind the distant mountains, when night finally came, when the teahouses began to close and everyone gradually left, the night gradually became bleak, he thought silently, staring at the city On the other side, where the family stood.Suddenly, for no reason, he thought of the person in his dusty memory that he thought he had forgotten, the person who lived next door in Qingyun Villa and took care of him when he was seriously ill.Xu Menghong stood up, and said calmly: "Let's go, go to Ba's house to see." Ao Kui stretched his waist, and even stretched his neck. It seemed that this strong man was a little rusty after sitting for a whole day. On his face, he couldn't help showing a bit of excitement, and there was even a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth.When Ximen Yingrui passed by him, he took a peevish look at the big man, snorted coldly, and said, "Listen to Miss Hong tonight, don't mess around." Ao Kui smiled, narrowed his eyes slightly, and followed up.Wang Zongjing was silent, and walked down the stairs with them. When he got up, he glanced at the tea room next to him out of the corner of his eye, and saw that the door was open, and there was no one in it. It seemed that the guests had already left. left early.A group of people went downstairs, and Lao Jiangtou was standing at the door to see off the guests with a smile on his face. Seeing Xu Menghong and the others coming down, he quickly walked over and sent the last group of guests out with a smile. He watched them go to the street and gradually disappeared. In the dark.Then, he stood at the door of the teahouse, listening to the sound of the men behind him closing the doors and windows and cleaning them up. Looking out from a distance, he saw that the night was gradually covering the city, darkness came from all directions, and the streets gradually became deserted. But it seems that there are still countless black shadows, shaking and flickering in the quiet corners of the streets and alleys, like ghosts of the night, quietly coming out, spying coldly on the world.After a while, those cold shadows moved slowly in the darkness, every street seemed to be shrouded in shadows, the night seemed like a ferocious monster came alive, making a silent noise in the darkness Roaring, and then, in the desolate night, slowly headed towards the south of the city, toward the mansion of the family, like a black tide.