Vol 180 Chapter 1940: You are sure to be a rain pear flower needle

There are not many people in the Zhaitang. In addition to a few monks, there are several people in the rivers and lakes. It may be to see the rain.
Xiao Xiuer feels a bit strange, asks Xiao Shayu to come: "How many people eat?"

Most of the monks in the temple are not here to eat. Most of the yaks who come to enjoy the rain have sent people to their rooms.

Xiao Sha Mi came to explain two sentences and lowered his voice: "The few people are not going to walk in the monastery."
He said that he looked at the few people in the rivers and lakes, and his eyes were full of fear and disgust.
The voice just fell, and some people on the side of the ground took the case and directly dumped the food on the table to the ground: "This is all broken vegetables, all the birds are coming, Lao Tzu wants to drink and eat meat!"
The monk who was responsible for the food was shocked and panicked.
Xia Leng glanced at it and found that this man had a strange machete hanging around his waist. It seems to be a river and lake knife. But what kind of people are doing in Feilai Temple, is it really for rain?
"The donor, here is the temple, there is no wine!"
The monk who served the food quickly said: "The temple only serves vegetarian food. If you are not satisfied, Xiao Yan will change a few more."
"No?
fart!

The knife snorted, then pulled out a dead pheasant from under the table and threw it in front of the monk: "Now there is nothing, immediately do it for Laozi."
The monks in the Zhaitang were scared and sinned, and the knifeman couldn't help but laugh at him. His two companions also laughed.
"Too much, don't you care about the son?"
Xiao Xiuer saw the fire on her stomach and said that she would stand up.
The knifeman heard Xiao Xiu's words, and he couldn't help but turn around and walk halfway. He went to Xiao Xiu'er and smiled coldly: "Hey, there are still people who want to do nothing, this uncle wants to ask, how do you want to manage?

"If you want to drink and eat meat, you won't go to the tavern under the mountain."
Xiao Xiuer did not fear. On the contrary, she stood up and sighed with enthusiasm: "What kind of prestige is the monk in the temple, you are also a hero of the rivers and lakes, look at the difference with the street splash!"
Several Jianghu people were actually stunned by Xiao Xiuer. The knife and his companions looked at each other and suddenly realized that they were taught by the little girl. They suddenly became angry and raised their swords toward Xiao Xiuer: "Little skin, You are tired of living, dare to teach Laozi."
Xiao Xiuer turned to look at the cold in summer, and she was a little scared, but she did not show it.
The knife cutter also turned his eyes to the summer cold, looked up and down, and found that he was just a teenager, and could not help but ridiculed: "The rich brother of the rich family?"
Let the three of you learn to come out and make waves of the rivers and lakes?
It’s really a laugh.

"Put the knife down."
Xia cold said faintly.
Instead of letting go, the knifeman turned the knife and pointed at Xia Leng and said: "The kid, just out of the house, I have never seen blood, today I will teach you, what is the rivers and lakes."
"Don't talk nonsense, this little son sees blood and has absolute diaper pants."
"It’s so busy in the temple, let’s play with them first.

"If you want to kill someone to play, these two little skins are still pretty... Ah!"
The few people who owe their mouths slap each other and slap their mouths.
"If you can't talk, just shut up."
Xia Leng figure flashed and stood in front of the knifeman: "And, if you look at it, you don't need a knife, don't insult the knife."
The knifeman reacted, and the knife was cut against the summer cold: "I said that Laozi will not use the knife, then the old man will hack you."
The knife is very fast, but unfortunately there is no egg to use.
Xia Lian stretched his right hand in the middle of the food, gently pinched, and then the knife body was firmly clamped.
"Let, let go!"
The knifeman desperately tried to take back the knife, but the blade did not move. "You let Laozi let go."
Xia Leng immediately crushed the knife, and then he took the knife out of Zhaitang.
In addition, several people in the rivers and lakes saw each other and immediately smashed their weapons. They launched a siege against the summer cold. It is completely endless to see this situation.
"Hey! Hey! Hey!"
"Where do you want to behave in any place? If you don't want to keep it, you have to have unruly skills."
Xia Leng directly threw all these people out of Zhaitang: "But you don't have such a skill, just bullying the weak, playing with the slap."
"Kids, there is a kind of newspaper name, and we will never let you go."
The knife was unwilling, and his mouth was still screaming.
Xia Leng became more and more despised by these people, but said coldly: "You still don't know my name, let's go."
The few people in the rivers and lakes looked at each other. It was estimated that they had not added a few cold summer opponents. They had to swear a few more words and walked away.

Thank you for the donor’s clearance.

The monks in the Zhaitang have thanked Xia Leng.
Xia Leng waved his hand and did not care.
The monks thanked them again, and then picked up the dead chickens that the rivers and lakes threw on the ground, and trembled out of the Zhaitang.
"what?"
Xia Leng found that something was wrong. The dead chicken has actually been treated slightly. Most of the hair on the body has been removed. The blood and meat are also washed rough. It seems that those people did not specifically ridicule the fast. The monk in the church really wants to eat.
If this is the case, then the smell of blood smelled before he came in is not the death of this dead chicken.
"Don son, you are too cheap for those bad guys. You should let them apologize to the little monks first, then hit their ass."
Xiao Xiuer is still indignant.
Feng Tianling feels that this is quite good.
Xia Leng looked at Zhaitang and looked at the monks again. He whispered, "When you came in, did you smell something strange?"
"The aroma of vegetarian food."
Xiao Xiuer did not want to answer, and said that after awakening: "It seems that this is nothing strange, what do you want to ask?"
"I seem to have heard it."
Feng Tianling’s expression changed slightly and whispered:
It’s smell.

Xiao Xiuer said in disapproval: "The people just took the dead chicken, it must be the smell of the chicken."
"No."
Feng Tianling whispered: "It is the smell of human blood."
Xiao Xiu's stunned, and then scared to make a sigh: "Little jingle, don't scare me."
"You smell it too?"
Xia Leng accidentally looked at Feng Tianling and then remembered: "Oh, you seem to say that you are sensitive to the smell, then can you smell where it came from?"
Feng Tianling replied: "On those few people."
"It would be no surprise."
Xiao Xiuer said casually: "They are so brave and arrogant, maybe they are wounds when they fight."
There is nothing wrong with this. As a person in the rivers and lakes, injuries are commonplace. There is really nothing to say.
Xia Leng still feels that something is wrong, but did not say in front of the two little girls, or wait for the evening to discuss with Ji Jiu.
After eating the vegetarian meal, they were not in the mood to hang out in the summer, but returned to the room together.
Xia Leng is waiting for Ji Jiu to return, but unfortunately has not waited, but instead waited for Kong Qingsong.
"It's almost time, cold boy, let's go to Lingyunting, it's a great place to enjoy the rain."
Kong Qingsong knocked on the door of the summer cold and said with a smile.
"Well, there is a Laoko son invited."
Xia Leng did not say much, and said that he would go out with Kong Qingsong.
Xiao Xiuer may be because she just finished eating, her spirit is a bit wilting, and now she is only full of sleepiness, and she does not want to go anywhere.
As for Feng Tianling, she is a Yunzhou native who has no interest in Yujing. She chooses to stay with Xiao Xiuer.
Kong Qingsong suddenly pretended to ask inadvertently: "Cold son, your guard, how can you not see the figure?"
"He is used to it, it is estimated where to find wine and drink."
Xia Leng replied casually.
"oh, I see."
Kong Qingsong laughed and whispered: "The cold son is too far away. If you want to drink meat, you can talk to Kongmou privately. Although the temple has rules and regulations, it is not used to restrain people like me, as long as it is not a big fan. ""
Xia Leng also laughed, but said nothing.
"There was a small incident in the back hill of Fanglai Feilai Temple. I don't know if the cold son knows?"
After a short walk, Kong Qingsong suddenly raised another topic.
"what's up?"
Xia Leng really does not know.
Kong Qingsong frowned slightly: "There were three rivers and lakes who were killed in the forest of the back mountain. The death was quite miserable, and the body seemed to be penetrated by the hidden weapon."
"Ok?"
The first thing that Xia Leng thought of was the people who made trouble in the Zhaitang.
Kong Qingsong thought that he was interested in Xia Leng, and then said: "It is similar to the legendary rain pear flower needle."

Is there a storm pear flower here?

Xia Leng asked strangely.
"Haha, cold boy is not thinking that the rain pear needle is something unique?"
Kong Qingsong said with a smile.
Xia Leng always thought that the storm pear flower needle was fictionalized by some martial arts novelists on the earth. I couldn’t think of the word in Xianyun mainland: "Are you sure that it is a storm pear flower needle?"
"Not sure."
Kong Qingsong shook his head. "Because they only found a dense needle eye on them, they did not find a half needle."
Xia Leng asked again: "Do you know who killed them?"
"do not know either."
Kong Qingsong shook his head again, then looked at Xia Leng: "I just heard people say that the cold son seems to have had a conflict with them in Zhaitang in the evening?"
Xia Leng could not help but smile: "Do you think I did it?"
"This is not."
Kong Qingsong stared at Xia Leng for a few seconds, and finally shook his head: "Just think that things are embarrassing, I want to remind the cold son to be careful."
"Thank you for reminding."
Xia Leng thanked the heart absently.
Kong Qingsong suddenly smiled and said to Xia Leng: "In fact, there is a more interesting blame in this temple in Beiyun County. Can you hear about it?"
Summer cold shaking his head.

I heard that this temple is the sacred place of the whole of Beiyun County. It will gather here every July and half, and seek sorghum to help it.

Kong Qingsong said with a smile: "You said that the dead souls who died in Houshan, will you still wander in the temple?"
At this time, the rain has become thicker and deeper, and the air is filled with water vapor, making the entire Feilai Temple seem to be immersed in the clouds, the fairyland is general.
Xia Leng has never seen this kind of rain on the earth. The raindrops, like jade, landed from the sky, then fell to the ground and shattered into powder.
Those raindrops are blown up by the breeze. Individuals, one grain, floating like a life, will see people retreat.
At this time, in the rain and fog, a touch of knife shadow, layered to open the water vapor, quickly and silently stabbed the summer cold.