Chapter 320 Xuanzang Qingya

"Butterfly" Yin Xianhe is a newly rising sword master in Northeast China. He is cold-blooded and ruthless, cruel and withdrawn. No one would have thought that he would appear in the Wumen Inn in Chengdu, and he looked so depressed.

The reason is very simple, four words - trapped by love.

But this love is not love, but an indestructible family affection.

A few years ago, his biological sister Yin Xiaoji, who was dependent on him, was abdicated by Baling Gang and prepared to dedicate Yang Guang as a maid of honor. Yin Xianhe, who didn't know the truth, was looking for his sister. He ran thousands of miles and had been traveling alone outside the fortress, refusing to miss a chance.

On this trip, he came to Bashu from the northeast, he followed the long-legged beauty suspected to be his sister all the way, but a few days ago, the secret long talk between the two shattered the expectations in his heart, and the last life-saving straw he grabbed could not save him.

This made him drink all day long, lose his mind, and even become a beggar.

Yin Xianhe said, "You help me find my sister. I will protect you for three hours. This deal is very fair."

He has no reason not to believe Mingyue. In addition to their brother and sister, who will know that his sister's name is Yin Xiaoji? The news that his sister was safe and sound made his mind suddenly open, and his whole body was full of hope and fighting spirit.

Mingyue said, "But these three hours may not be easy, and they may even die. Have you thought about it?"

Yin Xianhe said, "If you have revenge, you must repay, and if you have kindness, you must repay."

Pleasure and hatred, no regret until death, is the characteristic of Jianghu people. Perhaps only evil demons will forget the most basic moral constraints of life. No wonder the world is spit on and shameless.

Mingyue praised: "Good man!"

Yin Xianhe suddenly said, "I'm hungry!"

Mingyue sighed, "Every person will be hungry. I will be no exception."

Qingyan appeared from the corner at the right time and served snacks and vegetarian dishes in person.

The drinkers are more curious about the bright moon. Who the hell is she? Is it the behind-the-scenes owner of the Wumen Inn?

The five-door inn can be famous in the huge city of Chengdu and stand still. Of course, it has its unique means. In addition to excellent management methods, it also has a deep background.

Because of this, even the guests who are greedy for Mingyue's drunken life did not dare to harass, let alone take action.

But there are always exceptions to everything.

Just like there are people in the world who won't feel hungry even if they don't eat, Huo, who has been a tyrant in Chengdu, brazenly took action.

It is said that Master Huo hooked up with Hu Xiaoxian in no result, and obediently accompanied Princess Lianrou to five doors to taste Chengdu's famous food. He knew that Lianrou was just using him. It happened that he was also having an appetite, and he could win the impression in the beautiful woman's heart. He didn't worry about having a chance in the future, so the two of them got along well.

But Huo Shao glanced at the bright moon, and his eyes seemed to be nailed to a wooden stake, and he could no longer move away.

The position of the bright moon and the Yin Xianhe is on the first stage of the entrance, leaving Huo Jitong with only a gentle and graceful back, but it is this simple back like the magic of a magnet, which tightly adsorbs him.

Huo Jitong never believed in love at first sight before, but now it happened to him. He had to believe it, because for the first time, he did not think of possession, but wanted to have a sacred love with the owner of this graceful back.

This idea is ridiculous, but Huo Jitong is full of tenderness. Without seeing the bright moon, his whole body and mind are occupied by a warm and sweet feeling.

Then, he saw the Yin Xianhe who was eating and drinking around Mingyue.

A beautiful woman with a charming back will actually talk and laugh with a beghuazi. Huo Jitong suddenly feels that the sky is hanging and the building will fall. This kind of perfect disillusionment pain can't be experienced by outsiders.

Therefore, he wants to save the beauty in his heart and the love that will happen in the future.

So, he stretched out a hand to Mingyue - he was going to pull his predestined woman away from this stinky man!

Huo Jitong's thinking process is complicated. In fact, it only takes a moment. From the beginning of his front foot entering the door, to the end of his slow body, his half-beat lotus back foot also stepped into the threshold.

Lian Rou only saw a dazzling light.

Then Huo Jitong screamed.

Bloody fog.

She noticed that Yin Xianhe took a dagger back into her sleeve and continued to nibble at the unfinished chicken leg as if nothing had happened.

The back of the bright moon is still so weak, but Lian Rou never dares to underestimate this woman.

Few people can be indifferent to the tragedy that happened on their side, and the bright moon is one of them.

Lian Rou found that there was no trembling in Mingyue's body, including the jade hand holding the wine cup and continued to drink lightly in the mask.

She sighed slightly and picked up Huo Jitong.

His right hand is staining the floor blood.

The whole first floor became silent.

Everyone looked at a man and a woman with a complicated face, and a seemingly innocent young man from Chengdu.

Applause sounded.

It is still harsh in the silence at this moment.

Maybe it's not appropriate to call it a applause. To be precise, it's patting the table, because the person can't applaud. He can only use clap the table to express his pleasure.

He obviously only has one arm.

Everyone asked and saw that his face was like yellow wax, his forehead was full of bitter lines, and he was tired with only one arm. He was obviously happy to have a brother with the same disease.

You Niao's strange image makes people can't help but stay away from it, so he can stay alone at a table. At this time, he saw thousands of eyes gathering, and a disgusting arc was raised at the corners of his mouth. He said in his strange and unpleasant tone, "Good swordsmanship!"

No one spoke.

Youniao said tiredly, "It's a pity that it's a dagger. Otherwise, you will definitely be able to cut off this boy's throat.

Yin Xianhe is still filling his stomach. He hates noisy people, but he doesn't like the feeling of lack of energy.

Trusted by others, loyalty to others.

He must now replenish the energy that has disappeared these days as soon as possible and restore it to the best state in order to protect the employer.

Some people say that silent people are timid. Silence will only make the enemy feel that you are weak and can be bullied, and become more and arrogant.

Yin Xianhe did not think that Youniao was the enemy, but after losing an arm, Youniao was suddenly angry. When he was the only one talking, and others were treating him as a monkey, he felt that his self-esteem had been hurt.

Now his mind is getting more and more **.

In fact, the more inferior a person is, the more he cares about the opinions of others.

The unprovoked emergence of hatred, sometimes only in one thought.

With a strange roar, the bird jumped into the air, and then rushed to the cloudy crane.

There are only three tables between the two, and the distance is not short, but it is only a few breaths for Youniao tiredness.

The screams sounded.

It is also accompanied by a deep Buddha's name.

Bum!

The bird flew back tiredly, and the blood in his mouth sprayed in the air.

The Yin Xianhe and the bright moon did not move, and Lian Rou and Huo Jitong naturally did not move. Only the little monk Xuanzang, who floated and fell, moved.

At the moment just now, Xuan Zang, who appeared from the entrance, shook the bird tiredness with a highly concentrated treasure bottle seal and repelled it!

Yin Xianhe said, "The little master is so handsome!"

Xuanzang whispered, "Amitabha, you are guilty!"

Mingyue turned her head and looked at him and said, "Kill a scum in the world, the demon of the devil, how can it be?"

Xuan Zang smiled shyly and said, "Yaxing, who disturbs the diet of several benefactors, is of course a sin in the eyes of the little monk."

Crackle!

Youniao was tired and smashed on a table, and the dishes, chopsticks and vegetable juice splashed around. Several people couldn't avoid it, which made it gray. It was really a sin.

Yin Xianhe patted the table and laughed, "The little master suits my temper very much. Come on! I'll buy you a drink. The Fen wine in this store is a good thing.

Xuan Zang's beautiful face blushed slightly and said, "The little monk is in the sand gate and dares not break the precept."

Yin Xianhe smiled and said, "Didn't you pay attention to wine and meat through the intestines? Does the Buddha stay in his heart? As long as there is a Buddha in the heart, what rules and precepts can stop the great free will in your heart?

Xuan Zang said with a wry smile, "The little monk is not a disciple of Zen Buddhism."

In Buddhism, Zen Buddhism does not value classics. It pays attention to epiphany, and does not need to eat fast and recite the Buddha. The Tao is clear-minded and can prove the Buddha. This is similar to Jianghu chivalrous people. They believe in me, but they are not superstitious about authority.

Yin Xianhe said unhappily, "You monks are in trouble!"

Xuan Zang smiled shyly.

Buddhist affairs are not enough for outsiders.

Mingyue said, "Master, please sit down. May I ask the little master's legal number?

Xuanzang sat down and said, "Xuanzang, the little monk Luoyang Pure Land Temple."

At this time, several waitresses rushed to Youniao's side, and his mouth and nose were out of breath. Qingyan gave them a wink, and several women knew it. They carried the body out and handed it over to the clerk for burial.

The master of the evil sect came to such an end!

Lian Rou weighed the situation, supported Huo Jitong, who was demented, and retreated quietly.

Mingyue said, "Qingyan! Prepare Suzhai for Master Xuanzang!"

The guests whispered one after another to discuss what the young monk Xuanzang was. He was only thirteen or fourteen years old, and his martial arts skills were actually very good.

Qing Yan answered, and Xuan Zang waved his hand when he heard the words and said, "The little monk can't be a mage!"

Mingyue smiled and said, "It's right! How can you not be called a mage when you are a master of Shamen?

Xuan Zangqi said, "What does the female benefactor say?"

Mingyue said, "Xuan Zang, your move is the treasure bottle seal in the Buddha's handprints. Although the printing formula is wonderful, it is not a valuable thing. Your real killing move is the Buddha's name that comes out of your mouth, which is the truth of the Buddha's family. The truth is not the shape. The trick lies in the use of the three secrets, and the potential is infinite. In today's Buddhism, the only one who can spread your true words is the old monk. And the truth is the contemporary Shamen guardian. Since he has taught you what he has learned all his life, you have taken over his position of protecting the law.

Xuan Zang didn't care about the "Shamen Guardian" and admired the essence of Mingyue's judgment. He said, "The female donor's eyesight is so powerful. Xuan Zang was favored by the master of Zhenyan and gave him a nine-character Zhenyan fingerprint. The master once said that this nine-character truth is used for Buddha as a Buddha, and used for martial arts. The little monk subdues demons with martial arts and is confused by magical power. For a moment, he has a hidden meaning of self-contained, which is really shameful.

"The little monk is not proud and complacent, but it is commendable."

It was not the bright moon that made a sound, but the beautiful woman who walked down from upstairs.

Because of her appearance, all the diners who were in a bad mood caused by the murder could not move their feet.

The most attractive thing is the eyes, such as autumn water, like cold stars, like pearls, like two beads of black mercury raised in white mercury. Looking around, the whole hall seemed to be affected by the autumn waves, and almost everyone felt the clear charm of the blue waves.

At this glance, the whole first floor becomes audible.

I don't know how many people have ignored her white gauze skirt and the light ribbon attached to her waist because of her eyes.

Amazing!

This is almost everyone's mind.

Her dark hair flows with an invisible luster, and the bun combed on her head complements the white jade-like skin.

Not to mention her picturesque, exquisite and incredible perfect face. On the seductive cherry mouth, there is a touch of faint red, which makes people want to taste the different taste on it. The bright cheeks are not pink, but they are already white and red. Looking at it, it looks more delicate and beautiful, and tender as water.

No matter from which angle she looks at it, she is a peerless beauty!

Since the appearance of the beautiful woman in white, Qingyan breathed a faint sigh of relief. She accidentally glanced at the bright moon full of deep meaning, and suddenly sweated.

In countless fierce eyes, the beautiful woman in white went to Mingyue and sat down, smiling and said, "Sister Mingyue, we meet again!"

Yin Xianhe's nerves were tight, like a wolf staring at her fiercely.

In this strange woman, he felt a sense of danger.

This extraordinary keen sixth sense is the most valuable thing he has gained in his exile.

The gathering of the two beautiful women affects everyone's nerves.

There is always a kind of beauty in the world that makes people hold their breath, and people can't bear to blassve.

There is no doubt that the two women are all beautiful women of this number.

Compared with the woman's intimation, the expression under the veil of the bright moon was flat, and she just smiled and said, "Qingya, welcome back to the Central Plains!"

Qingya, a beautiful woman in white, sighed, "It's a pity that although Chengdu is prosperous, it is not the Central Plains."

Mingyue said, "Compared with the bitter cold Western Regions, isn't the eastern land all in the Central Plains?"

Qingya said, "It's really worthy of being a queen. She looks at the problem from a more incisive perspective than others!"

The bright moon seems to mean something: "Only when you stand high can you see far."

Qingya said, "Little sister, I'm just a layman, and my vision can't become as broad as the queen. What the world, what life, the little sister is really not interested in caring about it.

Mingyue shook her head gently and said, "I'm very disappointed in Qingya!"

Qingya said, "You should have guessed today's ending at the beginning."

Mingyue said, "If you don't go to the Western Regions, you will never live today. Can you believe this?"

Qingya said, "Do you think I will believe it?"

Mingyue said, "You just want to kill me in this game?"

Qingya said, "After several years of planning, I finally didn't waste my painstaking efforts."

Mingyue said, "Do you think you can kill me?"

Qingya said, "You are exhausted. Can you escape?" The light flowed in his eyes and swept to Yin Xianhe and Xuanzang and said, "Dihou won't think that these two can protect your life, will she?"

Yin Xianhe and Xuan Zang were silent.

Mingyue sighed, "Only Tianyi will be seamless. Any plan will have flaws, and yours is no exception."

Qingya said, "I'd like to hear it."

Mingyue said, "You shouldn't choose the location in Chengdu."

Qingya was surprised and said, "The scenery in Chengdu is excellent. Isn't it appropriate to bury your bones?"

Mingyue said, "You forgot that someone is also in Chengdu."

Qingya smiled mysteriously and said, "Are you talking about Ling Feng? He won't necessarily come."

Mingyue said lightly, "He will definitely come."