Lord, your mask fell off

Chapter 192
The scarred chef's knife stopped in mid-air, and he cursed at the words, "Which short-sighted person dares to block my way?"

But the moment he turned his head, he froze.

Chu Qingyan's chest was in pain, and her throat was coughing lightly, but every time she took a breath, it would affect the injury on her shoulder, and her whole body gasped.

It was also thanks to the pain that she was able to stay awake and not just pass out.

She looked up in the direction of the sound.

Who will suddenly appear?
On the river not far away, a light boat drifted down from the front. On it stood a young man in white monk clothes, holding a plain paper umbrella. The pouring rain seemed to be isolated from the umbrella by him. The line runs down the edge of the umbrella, and is instantly blown away by the wind. The beans are as big as beads, and quickly melt into the wind and rain again.

I can't see his face clearly, and I don't need to see it clearly. I just feel that it is a white light piercing the sky, the only pearl in this dark world.

One person, one umbrella and one boat, come riding the wind and waves, like flying immortals from the sky.

Chu Qingyan stood there in a daze.

Did she have hallucinations because she was injured, so that she could see the illusion that she should be in Kyoto?God stick?
"Three benefactors, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless and the shore is right!" Without borrowing any oars, the small boat just stopped in front of the ferry, holding an umbrella in one hand, and bowing to the people on the shore with five fingers together.

Familiar voice, familiar tone, familiar face.

The first thought that crossed Chu Qingyan's mind was, how did this illusory stick fly from the capital to here?
"Master, save us!" The old boatman immediately got up and knelt down to ask for help when he saw the illusion.

Seeing this, the fat man felt that the old boatman talked too much, so he couldn't help turning the ax in his hand to strike at the old boatman.

Seeing that the ax was about to fall on the old boatman, Xujian raised his hand, and the water in midair condensed into the shape of a water arrow and went towards the axe. The ax lost to the skill of the water arrow, so it was sent flying, and the ax circled half a circle in mid-air, and finally stuck in the wooden board on one side.

Seeing that this attack was obviously too unexpected, it frightened everyone at once, the shrewd woman and the others just didn't take him seriously, but now seeing that he knocked away the weapon in the fat man's hand with just one move, they immediately became vigilant.

"Master, we are dealing with business, please don't interfere!" The shrewd woman whispered, winking at Xujian, trying to persuade him to leave.

Chu Qingyan rolled her eyes, this is a half-mature woman, and it is too shameful to act like a little girl.

Seeing and hearing the words, he still put his fingers together and saluted, "Three benefactors, hurting people's lives is not tolerated by heaven. There are too many souls in your hands who have not passed away. If you can't put down the butcher knife, what awaits you is Abi Hell. "

If it is not soft, it will be hard.

When Cook Scar heard this, he said angrily, "Where did the stinky monk come from, he dared to meddle in our business, do you know who we are?"

"Whether your status is noble or ordinary, it's just a drop in the ocean. This is no trivial matter. You have already committed serious crimes by hurting innocent people." Xujian walked slowly onto the ferry, with the tower bell fluttering in the wind, The crisp voice is like a fairy sound, washing away the filth in people's hearts.

The three shrewd women stepped back a few steps when they saw him leaving the boat and going ashore.It was the fear of masters exposing their aura, so they couldn't help but be forced to retreat.

One step for a voiceless sound, one step for a lifetime of lotus.

Chu Qingyan was lying on the ground, looking at the people not far away, approaching step by step, the rain was too heavy, some couldn't see clearly.

Just why, the faint smile at the corner of his mouth entered her eyes, without sadness or joy, without resentment or anger, pure and arrogant, like a snow lotus blooming at the corner of his mouth.

Nianhua smiled drunkenly|liu, these words suddenly popped up in her mind.

There is a young monk who comes on a light boat, holding a plain umbrella, taking a lotus with each step, and a spring breeze with a smile.

This scene took root in her memory, and every time she recalled it, she thought that it was not the raging wind and rain that flew all over the sky, but holy lotus flowers one by one.

"Are you willing to lay down your weapons and confess your sins?" Xujian stopped seven steps away from them, the plain umbrella just covered Chu Qingyan who was sitting in the rain curtain, and he looked seriously at the three in front of him. people.

"You bald donkey, mind your own business, get out of the way, we have to hurry!" The fat man was a little impatient, ignoring the shrewd woman's eye signal to him, and yelled at Xu Jian directly.

"Since you are still obsessed with your obsession, then the poor monk will offend you!" Xu Jian whispered to Amitabha.

And those three people heard the words, glanced at each other, and instantly lit up their weapons. If the time dragged on, the people from the inn would probably arrive soon. At worst, they didn't want the little boy, and they had to cross the river no matter what.

The rain is getting heavier.

Everyone was drenched to the ground, except for the empty finger paper umbrella, who stood dry and dry between the sky and the earth, and the umbrella in his hand protected three inches of the ground.

Chu Qingyan raised her head, and the people beside her were so pure and noble, they were far better than those three extremely vicious people in the rain curtain.

"Master, if you can't fight, run away!" Chu Qingyan said in a hoarse voice.

She has never seen a false view before, she just thinks that with his appearance, chanting sutras and chanting Buddha is more suitable for him, and fighting is completely unsuitable for him.

Even if he is strong in martial arts, these three people are not easy to deal with, one can deal with it, but the combination of the three is a bit tricky.

Therefore, in order not to implicate too many people, Chu Qingyan explained to him in a low voice.

Although the rain was loud, the voice from the people behind him still entered his ears clearly.

He smiled slightly, "Don't be afraid, if you dare not look, just close your eyes."

Chu Qingyan couldn't help sighing softly when she heard the words, that's all she said, and hoped that this magic stick would not show off his power, after all, these three were well-known villains in the Jianghu.

The picture of a magic stick versus a villain is so beautiful that she dare not look at it!

With the precedent of the fat man failing, the three decided to go together.

Axes, knives, and short spears all went towards the empty view one after another.

I saw Xujian dodge the heavy ax to the left, and hit his wrist with one hand, the ax fell to the ground, and with a backhand push, it hit Cook Scar's chest with [-]% of his internal force, and turned the big knife to catch it The shrewd woman's short spear was blown away.

In just a short moment, he had dropped the weapons of the three of them, but he still stood there motionless.

"Amitabha, how good is good!" Xu Jian closed his eyes and said.

Chu Qingyan was a little stunned. Although she was very close to him, she still didn't see clearly how he made the move. She could only say that the movement was very fast and could not be recognized by the naked eye.

And at this moment, the three of them became furious and attacked Xu Jian with bare hands.

　(Taishanghuang: The god stick versus the villain, this picture is full of sense!

　　Caicai: Old naughty boy, don't forget that you are also a magic stick!
　　Wood spirit count: first update on Monday~)

　　
　
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