Spiritualist

Chapter 1256: The assassin steals the dragon and turns the phoenix

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"The master of the pavilion, the hands and feet on the top-grade soul stone have been done, but Ming is poisoned! It is a chronic poison that is refined for the mage, and the mage below the forge tower must die. If there is no induction error, the attack time should be two Ten days later."

En Zimu's voice transmission arrived.

"It's a vicious method. Even though the soul stone is good, it has to be used for life! It's a pity that the little monk Ming."

I shook my head and sighed.

"What's a pity? People die for money and birds die for food, but Ming can be regarded as retribution in this world! A monk who should sweep the ground and not hurt the ants, but he dares to do things that are angry and grieving, and death is not a pity."

Enzimu's tone was cold, he had a bad impression of Ke Ming, and he was happy to see it at the moment.

But I was thinking, should I save Ke Ming's life

The reason is that he hasn't done anything to harm people. Since this matter was accidentally broken by us, it is impossible to let that weird drop of water mix into the Great Compassion Water used in the next Fa conference.

Yes, I don't want the situation to expand, but seeing that ghost is right in front of you, how can there be any reason to turn a blind eye

"Friend En Dao, please sneak over and follow him, steal the drop of water from the dragon and the phoenix! Pay attention to the mana enveloping yourself, don't touch the thing with your skin, and don't be discovered by Ke Ming."

I ordered it.

"Lord of the museum, listening to your tone, it seems that you are planning to grab a cup of tea?"

En Zimu looked a little surprised.

"Whether to take a handful of Keming, I will talk about it in ten days. By then, Zhao Piaopiao's bad luck should be solved. Observe Keming. If he is really black-hearted and put the water droplets that transfer flowers and trees into the water of Great Compassion, he will not be saved. ;

But if his conscience finds out that he has stopped doing evil, then don't mind saving his life, just look at his good fortune. "

After pondering, I answered like this.

I don’t want to be a good person. The story of Mr. Dong Guo and the wolf cannot be a sequel, right? But Ming's life was in his own hands from now on, and if he ran to die, the immortal god would not be able to pull it back.

"I knew that the master of the pavilion would not be benevolent to women, but it was up to the fate of the little monk. If he wanted to die, no one would do anything wrong;

As for that drip? The owner is here for a while, and I will follow him and return. "

While we were talking, the little monk had already stored the soul stone in his cloth pocket, turned around, and happily walked out of the hall.

After Enzimu left a sentence, it drifted away like a breeze, like a spiritual charm, without showing any traces, following the little monk closely.

Go, it is not difficult to want Tanuki to change the prince with his superb skills, it just takes a little time.

The hall fell into darkness and silence again.

I thought for a while, sacrificed the sky fire, evaporated all the water in the earthen jar, and threw the small earthen jar away.

This kind of behavior does no harm to the miniature world and will not trigger a natural punishment.

At the same time, the two short blades that had been stained with water were also burned by the sky fire, and they were thrown into the dust beside the Buddha statue.

The short blades are all ordinary products and illegal, so it's okay to throw them away.

That's what Enzi Muben meant, otherwise what did he mean by throwing things on the ground

After dealing with this, I changed my position, swept a clean area, and waited quietly cross-legged.

But within a few minutes, a shadow flashed back into the temple of the Buddha, floating in front of me, it was Enzimu.

There was a drop of water shining magnificently in his hand, rolling in the palm of his palm like a pendant, but not scattered.

Mana support, his palm skin did not touch this thing.

"Owner, I'm done. This drop of water is really extraordinary. You can see that it is several times larger than a normal drop of water. It is actually magical to gather in one place against the laws of physics and not disperse."

En Zimu pointed to the water drop in his palm, very excited.

"It's so special. Don't find the'substitute' you put in Keming's bag."

I took out a small clean porcelain bottle from the Hundred Buddhas map, attracted the magical force, collected this drop of strange water, and sent it to the Hundred Buddhas map, secretly relieved.

This thing is very harmful. It is a good thing to fall into my hands. How many people have survived because of it? What a great thing.

"Don't worry, the curator, I applied a small illusion technique on the drop of the bag, and it fell in Ke Ming's eyes exactly like this thing, and the aura fluctuations are the same, but in fact it is just ordinary water, unless the cultivation base is much higher than mine. Super powerful, otherwise don't try to peek into the mystery."

Enzimu is very confident.

"That's good, go, and go back to the Zhao Family Manor. It seems that it was not the Guantuo Temple who was doing the trouble, but someone was doing it through the water and land law of the Guantuo Temple, but the young monk Ming has already proved this, so let's not do it anymore. There is a branch out of the holiday, it's important to go back and save Zhao Piaopiao first."

I set the course of action, Enzimu nodded repeatedly, thinking that this decision I made was very wise.

We just did it as we thought. We left the abandoned temple quietly and turned to the edge of the square. We found that the puja was still going on, and the Stork Tuo Temple on the altar of the high platform presided over Yuanmu Zhe.

Du opened up, seems to be the second volume of Scripture? The audience under the altar was ecstatic.

"These people are really pitiful. They spend money to buy sin and suffering. Great compassion is good, but they have been branded by the god of death, alas."

Enzimu all these assassins sighed with emotion.

I frowned, and I felt powerless again.

If possible, how I would like to save these people together, but nothing can be done, I can only come close to Zhao Piaopiao first.

Ruthlessly, after some self-development, we both walked towards the small road outside the square invisibly.

Hundreds of thousands of Fa conferences are in progress, but we have achieved our goal. There is no need to stay here and suffer. It is enough to listen to the lecture for an hour, listen to it all day? Be good, don't know how these people hold on? I can't hold it anyway.

When I reached the turn of the stone path, I stopped immediately, turning my head and looking back in amazement.

"What's the matter with the owner?"

Enzimu stopped at the same time.

I turned my head and stared at Yuan Mu on the high platform in the center of the square, my eyes continued to tremble.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion

Just now, I seemed to feel the terrifying gaze falling on my back, but when I turned my head to look, only Yuan Mu's eyes closed slightly and Bao Xiang's solemn lectures, he hadn't even looked at me, okay

"Is it an illusion that the feeling of being watched closely and throbbing heart palpitations just now?"

Shaking my head, enduring the discomfort, I waved my hand to Enzimu and signaled that I was okay.

En Zimu looked suspiciously at Yuanmu in the distance, and followed me away with a frown.

We left Guantuo Temple smoothly. Instead of taking a taxi, we used our legs and feet to drive the road. Quandang relaxed our minds.

Halfway through the journey, Enzimu suddenly stopped.

I stopped in doubt and turned to look at him.

"The owner of the museum, it's only after twenty-two o'clock at the moment. It's only three or four hours since you and I went to the Guantuo Temple to explore."

His look was uncertain.

"What do you want to say?"

My heart is tight.

"This trip is so smooth!

Easily find the source of the evil, even, it's so immortal, but the little monk Ming came down under our eyelids, leaving us with the opportunity to follow the vine to find the black hand;

Owner, if you look at this process instead, don’t you think it’s weird? "

As soon as Enzimu said this, I was taken aback and changed.

(End of this chapter)