Now that I'm back, you can just let me back as easily as that?

Lin Hai knelt down on one knee. There was a burning sensation in his throat. It was not until he spit out a mouthful of blood that the burning sensation diminished a lot. He stood up slowly with one hand on the ground. After checking his condition, he discovered something unknown.

Good and bad things.

On Guan Sheng Dharmaxiang's chest, the little black spot contaminated by the evil god's five powers has disappeared without a trace. It was not removed, let alone refined, but after the waves of shocks Lin Hai suffered in Leifeng Pagoda, this

A bit of demonic energy has been dispersed into countless tiny things, and integrated into the deeper parts of the Dharma.

If you put it this way, from now on, I will have to stand up to the sky for more than two hours every morning...

Lin Hai couldn't help but feel a little pain in his head when he thought about how he had to sit there and do morning lessons without changing his expression every day since he pretended to be a monk.

Lin Hai calmly sat down on the ground in front of the bonfire, but the next moment his body suddenly tensed and stiffened as if he had been stimulated by something, but he immediately used his reason to forcefully suppress the impulse.

"Little monk, you seem very nervous when you see me?"

The handsome young man who looked like a scholar was fidgeting with the weak bonfire with a slender stick. However, his movements were not skillful, and could even be said to be clumsy. After adding firewood and fidgeting, the bonfire was disturbed.

The ones are smaller.

Lin Hai remained silent, carefully considering his words in his heart, because the person sitting opposite him was none other than the evil god Wu Tong who was chasing him in Dazhou City!

After just one day of absence, Wu Tong seemed to have regained some of his energy. At least the scholar-like person he was in front of Lin Hai seemed to be much more refined than before.

Wu Tong's eyes kept turning between the bonfire and the low-browed forest sea, and occasionally evil spirits and murderous intent surged in his eyes.

"You look like you are alone. Are you afraid that I will recognize you by not speaking?"

Even an ordinary person can feel the rising tide of murderous intent at this time. The bonfire in front of them is swaying without wind, making the faces of the two people look uncertain, especially the evil god Wu Tong is extremely gloomy.

, just like a wild beast that chooses people to eat.

Lin Hai had just left his body and been pulled into the Leifeng Pagoda thousands of miles away. It was the time when his energy and energy were weak. Otherwise, he wouldn't have known when the evil god was sitting by the fire. At this time

If you face him, you won't even have a chance to escape.

Fortunately, his temperament has changed greatly now, and his energy is completely supported by Buddhist techniques. There is no sharpness at all when the two of them fought that day. With Wutong's suspicious temperament, even if he thinks he has admitted his identity at this moment, I am afraid he will have to admit it.

I made a decision after careful consideration. I didn't think about the two images of monk and Lin Hai together at all. I just thought they looked familiar.

"The donor has such a murderous intention, why not let the monk recite sutras for you and let the Buddha protect you?"

Lin Hai just suffered from an injury to his throat and his voice was very different from usual. He was not afraid that he would hear something familiar.

"Buddha protects you? Hahahaha..."

Wutong sat there as if he had heard some big joke, slapping his thighs and laughing. After a while, his face suddenly darkened, he leaned forward and said coldly:

"You are also a decent person, can't you see that I am a demon?"

Lin Hai's skin was bulging with chicken skin, but his face remained calm and maintained the unpredictable expression of a senior monk who couldn't distinguish between joy and anger, and said calmly:

"All living beings are equal and are treated equally. Demons and demons can also be protected by Buddha. There is no conflict."

Just when Lin Hai thought that there was going to be an unpredictable fight of life and death, he saw that Wutong suddenly withdrew all his momentum. Although there were countless evil spirits surging in his eyes, the murderous intention was no longer obvious, and he said lazily:

"Yes, the great monks of Buddhism are different from those bull-nosed ones. No matter how high or low they are, they all act on behalf of heaven and shout to fight and kill. In fact, speaking of it, I still have some relationship with your tantric sect. Forget it, sir.

If you're in a good mood today, I won't kill you."

Lin Hai was extremely wary of this moody Wutong. He whispered the Buddha's name and then stopped talking. He closed his eyes and faced the flickering bonfire. It seemed like he was chanting sutras, but in fact he was mobilizing the power of the sword embryo and white lotus in his body.

.

The two of them sat together in relative silence. Lin Hai was a little confused. This Wutong came over for no reason and neither killed him nor recognized him. So what was he doing here?

Wutong's eyes would glance in the direction of the caravan in the forest from time to time, as if he was waiting for something. The "good mood" mentioned by the combination of Lin and Hai earlier, coupled with the characteristics of Wutong's skills, made it invisible for a while.

Expected.

Are there any female relatives in the caravan that he has targeted? What should he do? Are they watching him do whatever he wants?

Are you kidding me? I am now an eminent monk. If I let him ruin other people's women, would that be a secret?

Lin Hai's thoughts were confused and he was caught in a dilemma. Although Wu Tong personally said to let him go, this kind of evil god and demon has a cruel temperament and is most moody in his behavior. What he said one second ago will be overturned the next second.

There is nothing and it cannot be taken seriously at all.

"The donor's cultivation is so extraordinary that he has become a saint, so why would he bother with these mortals?"

After Lin Hai thought about it for a long time, he slowly asked the question. The latter just smiled casually when he heard the words, glanced at a certain part of Lin Hai unabashedly, shook his head and sneered:

"You are a pure monk, how can you understand such joys in the world? It is not a matter of your level of cultivation or being an ordinary person, but...forget it, even if you say it, you don't understand it."

Fuck you! Labor and management know more than you!

Every day when I wake up, I have to spend two hours comforting my little brother!!

Do you dare to say that I don’t understand?

The veins on Lin Hai's forehead were slightly irritated by Wu Tong's sneer. He finally suppressed the vulgar words in his mouth and said with a slightly stiff expression:

"In the wilderness, a young monk encountered a caravan by chance, and received their enthusiastic help by offering him clothes and fire. He couldn't just sit back and ignore it, so he was willing to use his meager power to stop the benefactor."

Lin Hai deliberately kept his words quiet. He only said that he would try his best to stop them. He did not say anything about conquering demons and defending the way. He said that he would never return. The definition in his words was to determine the outcome of the caravan.

Life and death, although the winning rate is quite slim, this is the limit that Lin Hai can achieve.

Wu Tong smiled instead of getting angry when he heard this. He looked at Lin Hai and said with interest:

"You think it's me who wants to harm people? Young monk, you are still too shallow to see the ugliness of people's hearts. Please open your eyes and see who is harming people's lives in the dense forest right now!"

Lin Hai's motionless body trembled slightly by the fire, and then he looked with all his eyes at the dense forest where the caravan was once again stationed. He could vaguely see the servants in the caravan sleeping staggered on the ground, without any trace of their appearance.
Chapter completed!