Chapter 95 A Buddha and the Devil

What the plan can't catch up with is action.

Yunshang is indeed a vigorous and popular woman. She said that it would be soon. After a night of preparation, when the sky was completely bright, Yunshang had already sat in the carriage face to face with the beautiful man Lian Zhun. The carriage was more spacious, and the space was properly used everywhere, and the hot jujube tea on the table. In the heat, the autumn morning was still stained with a little coolness.

Lian Zhun poured a cup of hot tea for Yunshang and poured himself a cup. Yunshang kept rubbing the teacup in his hand, as if he was using it to keep warm. Lian Zhun looked at it for a long time and raised his eyebrows, "Yunshang, little beauty, why didn't I know you were so afraid of the cold?"

Yunshang glanced at him and drank the jujube tea in the cup. Suddenly, he felt that there was heat in his stomach. "It used to be summer, so I was naturally not afraid of the cold."

Lian Zhun smiled hoarsely and shook her head slightly. Yunshang put down the cup, lifted the curtain of the car window, and looked out. The sky was bright and now it was completely lit. It seemed that it only took a while. After the white dew, the sky gradually dawned late and darkened early. Naturally, she knew this common sense, but it was just like this. Between the light and the dark, Yunshang had a trace of trance. I don't know whether it was the annoying weather or the sense of worry in her heart kept hovering in her mind, stirring her heart, without the freshness and natural feeling after the new rain at this time.

Seeing her sad face, Lian Zhun smiled calmly, "I thought you would never do something uncertain, didn't you?"

Yunshang bit his lower lip, with an unconfident bitter smile on his face. "Stop it, Lian Zhun. This time, I have no chance of winning. This time I'm just... to explore the way."

I don't think there is anything wrong with her statement. Lian Zhun holds the silver pot at hand. The pot is carved with a white lotus flower, which is ready to be put in bud. The wine pours out of the mouth of the exquisite pot and pours out a transparent column of water.

Yunshang stared at the wine pillar in his hand and couldn't speak for a long time.

"Lian Zhun, I always feel that it's unlucky to come out this time." For a long time, she glanced out of the window, which contained too much sadness.

***

In the Buddhist hall, someone kowtowed softly on the futon, "Is there a world of bliss in the West?"

The master with white hair put his hands together and replied devoutly and respectfully, "Amitabha, the world of blis has endlessness and endless meanings. The little princess, the Buddha said that mustard seeds can be hidden in the beard, and the mustard seeds can be included in the mustard seeds. The so-called Western paradise world is in your heart."

Feng Zixiang, kneeling on the futon, an imperceptible smile flashed on her beautiful and tender little face. After hearing the old monk's answer, she lowered her eyebrows, "Is it?" Feng Zixiang stood up. Under the surprised eyes of the old monk, she smiled faintly, and there was a little evil and gloom.

The old monk's pupils in his eyes moved imperceptiblely and saluted with one hand, "Why is the little princess laughing?"

"Xumi Na Mustard, Mustard Naxu?" She turned around and stopped looking at the golden Buddha. "Master, there may really be a world of bliss in the West. If there is, it is also her own blis."

Chun'er and Qiu'er exchanged a look behind her back, and they both felt a chill through their backs.

Sending off Feng Zixiang, a four- or five-year-old little Sami came over and pulled the big monk's sleeve and shook it from side to side. "Master, is the female benefactor just now a bad person?"

The big monk narrowed his eyes, stretched out a pair of thin hands and touched the top of Xiao Shami's head. The child was very wise, and only the child's eyes could see such a thorough darkness.

Poor, every child will grow up to not see purity, grow up to completely lose this innocence and nature... At that time...

"Good and evil are originally between one thought of people. The so-called one thought becomes a demon, one thought becomes a Buddha, but that's it." The old monk's indifferent eyes made Xiao Shami a little fascinated. He pulled the old monk's sleeve tightly. He seemed to understand and said, "Master, you should be a good person in the future, and be a good person for a lifetime."

Hearing his apprentice and grandson say this, the old monk smiled faintly, so compassionate, but so lonely.

How many people have been given the best hopes and expectations at the beginning of life, how many people have infinite ambitions and vows in the neutral of life, and how many people have repented at the end of life?

"Where is she now?" Feng Zixiang walked slowly in front of her, and her gorgeous dress seemed to sway a gorgeous flower on the ground.

Chun'er looked at the sun, "According to the return of the detectives, it's time for them to go to the western suburbs."

"At night, you can probably go to the mountainside of Heifengling." Qiu'er added on the side.

Feng Zixiang nodded with satisfaction, twisted her hair and threw it gently. Unexpectedly, she turned out an arc more gorgeous than the skirt in the air. Then let her live a little longer." The original elegant face flashed with extreme darkness under the light.

***

"Miss, if you go ahead, it will be the Black Wind Ridge!" The driver of the car is probably because he has been away all year round, so a big cloud disk face has been tanned. Even though the weather is getting colder, the owner of the car is still sweating. There is a incomplete boundary marker in front of him, on which there are still three large characters that can be faintly recognized.

Black Wind Ridge.

It's just that the small words next to it can't be seen.

Lian Zhun hummed in the carriage and looked at Yunshang for her opinion. "There is Heifeng Ridge in front of her."

Yunshang's mind seems to be not here at all, lighter than his look, "What's wrong with Heifengling?"

The car owner heard her question outside and said, "You are a big family in the capital. Naturally, you don't know the doorway of Heifengling. This place is very evil. I've heard that in the middle of the night, the night owls here run out and fly all over the whole ridge! But you can't see the shadow of this night owl at all during the day. Do you think it's strange?

Because it was a secret trip to come out this time, Yunshang did not use his own driver and sedan chairman, but asked someone to find a driver outside at a high price.

Yunshang supported her cheeks with one hand, and a look of her left ear and right ear. Lian knew that her god had gone to a place she couldn't find. He smiled and poked his head out. He was about to tell the car owner to find a place to rest, but...

He saw a cold light flashing in the shadow of the tree.

"It's not good!" The first reaction in his mind was these two words. Subconsciously, he hugged Yunshang, who was still thinking in a daze. Fortunately, the carriage was big enough. He pressed Yunshang and lay down on the bottom plate of the carriage. Between the breaths, the cold light had passed over his head, and "Du Du Du Du" was nailed to the wall of the carriage!

Yunshang was shocked. There was an inexpirable light in her beautiful eyes, and she was vigorously hooked around her waist. The two of them almost snuggling together.

"Has anyone attacked?" His big eyes turned around and didn't notice that his carriage had stopped. Instead, he kept moving forward. Lian Zhun's eyebrows were clustered, and a thoughtful light flashed in the peach blossom's eyes, "probably, right?"

"What should we do?"

It is rare that these two people are both figures whose color does not change when Mount Tai collapsed. When Lian was thinking about it, she heard the galloping horse make a sad and unbearable hisss! The carriage swayed violently, and the direction deviated from the original track!

Lian Zhun reacted quickly, raised his hand to support the inner wall of the carriage, and the other hand still protected Yunshang's head. "Yunshang, little beauty, you have to grasp it well."

At this time, he could still say such frivolous words. Yunshang really admired him and nodded, "Be careful." No matter how you look at it, his body is not as good as himself.

Lian Zhun winked and said, "Let me show you what a man is."

Yunshang subconsciously glanced at his lower body... Lian Zhun smiled, and his hands loosened, making the carriage quickly rotate to the left. His upper body jumped out of the curtain of the carriage, and cut into the carriage with a sword!

Yunshang couldn't help exclaiming. If he cut off the car, wouldn't the carriage...

"Catch me!"

After a few bangs, Lian Zhun knocked off a few cold arrows shot by the other party and handed them to Yun Shang with one hand. Yun Shang was stunned and grabbed him with her backhand. Suddenly, she felt a burst of warmth in her hand. Looking down, she couldn't help exclaiming, "Lian Zhun, are you hurt?"

"As long as it doesn't hurt your face, who cares." He is still so frivolous.

The place of the carriage was not big. The left and right shaking just now made all the cups and plates in the carriage fall to the ground and smash them. Yunshang's empty hand grabbed the silver pot that had just been filled with wine and put it in his arms.

Bang bang!

Another sound of several weapons collided. But I didn't see any movement of Lian Zhun's hand.

Listening to the sound of fighting outside can't be done by one or two people...

Is there any chivalrous men here to help?

Yunshang was speculating randomly, and Lian Zhun suddenly pulled her, "If you don't leave at this time, do you still have to be old with this carriage?"

Her wrist was grabbed tightly, and Yunshang could only bite her lower lip in pain, trying not to let Lian be distracted. She knew that the situation outside must be much more severe than the little pain she faced.

And in such a fierce and severe situation. There was a hand that had been holding itself and never let go.

"Three, two, one." He read some words in his mouth, and Yunshang suddenly felt a sink under her feet. Between a burst of dust, she had rolled several times on the ground.

The carriage in the direction sorted out by Lian Zhun was dragged by the injured horse and bumped all the way, rushing to a cliff in Heifengling! The carriage that hit the cliff fell to pieces, and the fragments collapsed into the air and fell heavily. Yunshang could hardly say anything. If it hadn't been for Lianjun pulling herself down just now, I'm afraid that the flying into the air would not be more than the fragments of the carriage.

She turned around and took a look at the place where she had just rushed over.

There, the knife light and the sword shadow overlap in one place. In this cold light, Yunshang seemed to understand a truth, and a mechanism in his heart was quietly opened.

In this world, life and death are a random decision. She doesn't want to kill or harm people, but the truth doesn't allow her to be so kind.

One thought becomes a Buddha, one thought becomes a demon.

She, Lou Yunshang, is wandering.