Chef Scar's knife stopped in mid-air, and when he heard the words, he scolded and said, "Who is it that dares to stop Uncle Ben's way?"
But at the moment he turned his head, he was stunned.
Chu Qingyan's chest hurts, and her throat is coughing lightly, but every time she breathes, it will affect the wound on her shoulder, and the whole person sucks in a breath of cold air.
Thanks to the pain, she was able to stay awake and not faint like this.
She looked up in the direction of the sound.
Who will appear suddenly
I saw a light boat drifting down from the front on the river not far away. On it stood a young man in a white monk's robe, holding a plain paper umbrella. The pouring rain seemed to be isolated by him outside the umbrella. The line went down along the edge of the umbrella, and was instantly blown away by the wind. The beans were as big as beads, and they quickly merged into the wind and rain.
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 that cuts through the sky, and it is the only pearl in this dark world.
One person, one umbrella and one boat, riding the wind and the waves, like a fairy in the sky.
Chu Qingyan was stunned for a while.
Had she been injured and had hallucinations to see the false vision that should be in Kyoto? God stick
"Three benefactors, the sea of bitterness is boundless and the turning back is the shore!" Without borrowing any oars, the flat boat just stopped in front of the ferry, and Xu Jian held an umbrella in one hand and five fingers in the other, and saluted the people on the shore.
Familiar voice, familiar tone, familiar face.
Chu Qingyan's first thought was, how did this illusory magic stick fly here from Kyoto
"Master, save us!" As soon as the old boatman saw Xu Jian, he immediately got up and knelt down to ask for help.
Seeing this, the fat man thought that the old boatman was talking too much, so he couldn't help turning the axe in his hand to chop at the old boatman.
Seeing that the axe was about to land on the old boatman, Xu Jian raised his hand and waved, and the water in the air condensed into the shape of a water arrow and went towards the axe. The axe lost the power of the water arrow, so it was knocked flying, and the axe turned half a circle in mid-air, and finally stuck on one side of the wooden board.
Xu Jian's move was obviously too unexpected, and he deterred everyone at once, and the shrewd woman and others just didn't take it seriously. Now that he saw that he smashed the weapon in the fat man's hand with just one move, he suddenly became vigilant.
"Master, we are dealing with affairs, please don't interfere!" The shrewd woman snorted and threw a wink at Xu Jian, trying to persuade him to leave.
Chu Qingyan rolled her eyes to the sky, this is a half-old milf, and it's shameful to learn how to act like a coquettish girl.
Xu Jian heard the words and still put his five fingers together and said, "The three donors hurt people's lives, and the law of heaven will not tolerate them. There are too many wronged souls on your hands that have not yet passed away. If you can't put down the slaughtering knife, what awaits you is the Avici Hell. "
Soft can not come hard.
When Chef Scar heard this, he said angrily, "Where is the stinky monk who dares 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 not an idle business. You have hurt innocent people, and you have already sinned deeply." Xu Jian walked slowly to the ferry, the bell on his waist fluttering in the wind, The crisp voice is like a fairy sound, washing away the filth in people's hearts.
The three savvy women took a few steps back when they saw him leave the boat and go ashore. That's the fear of the master's aura, so they couldn't help being forced to retreat.
Step by step voiceless, step by step a lifetime of lotus.
Chu Qingyan lay on the ground, looked at the person not far away, and approached step by step, the rain was so heavy that she could not see clearly.
Just why, the faint smile on the corner of his mouth entered her eyes, no sadness or joy, no resentment or anger, noble and arrogant, like a snow lotus blooming at the corner of his mouth.
Nian Hua smiled drunkenly, and this sentence suddenly popped into her mind.
There were young monks who came on a light boat, holding a plain umbrella, a lotus flower with each step, and a smile like the spring breeze.
This scene took root in her memory, and every time she recalled it, she thought that it was not the raging wind and rain, but a holy lotus flower petal by petal.
"Are you willing to put down your weapons and confess your guilt?" Xu Jian stopped seven steps away from them. The plain umbrella just covered Chu Qingyan, who was sitting in the rain curtain. He looked at the three people in front of him seriously. people.
"You bald donkey, don't mind your business, get out of the way for us, we have to hurry!" The fat man was a little impatient, ignoring the shrewd woman's look at him, and roared directly at Xu Jian.
"Since you are still obsessed, the poor monk will be offended!" Xu Jian whispered to Amitabha.
And when the three heard the words, they glanced at each other, and instantly turned on their weapons. If the time dragged on, the people in the inn would have arrived. The big deal was that they didn't want that little boy, and they had to cross the river anyway.
The rain gradually increased.
Everyone was soaked and soaked, except for the virtual paper umbrella, standing dry between the heavens and the earth, and the umbrella in his hand protected the three inches of land.
Chu Qingyan raised her head, the people beside her were pure and noble, far better than the three extremely vicious people in the rain curtain.
"Master, if you can't beat him, run away!" Chu Qingyan said in a hoarse voice.
She has never seen Xu Jian make a move, but only thinks that he looks like this, chanting sutras and chanting Buddha is more suitable for him, and things like fighting are completely unsuitable for him.
Even if his martial arts are strong, these three are not fuel-efficient lamps. One can still deal with them, but it is a little tricky for the three to join forces.
Therefore, in order not to implicate too many people, Chu Qingyan whispered to him.
Although the rain was loud, the voices from the people behind him still clearly entered his ears.
He smiled slightly, "Don't be afraid, if you don't dare to look, just close your eyes."
Chu Qingyan couldn't help sighing softly when she heard the words. She said all she had to say, and hoped that this god-assist wouldn't show his power. After all, these three were well-known villains in the arena.
God villain vs villain, this picture is too beautiful, she dare not look at it!
With the previous example of the fat man missing, the three decided to go together.
Axes, big knives, and short spears all headed towards the virtual sight.
I saw Xu Jian Zuo Dodge dodged the cumbersome axe, knocked on his wrist with one hand, the axe fell to the ground, pushed backhand, used 50% of the internal force to hit Chef Scar's chest, and turned the big knife to catch it. The shrewd woman's short spear was knocked flying.
In just a short while, he had already dropped the three weapons, and he still stood there motionless.
"Amitabha, 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 couldn't see how he made his 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 angry and attacked Xu Jian with bare fists.