Chapter 150: Dilemma

Upon hearing this, Sekong suddenly froze, and Chu Xi was so impressed that he immediately blocked the palm of his hand and whispered: "Zhao Bing Mo is temperamental and moody, and the master needs to think twice."
Sekong frowned slightly, and everyone looked around, seeing that the crowd at the rear parted the road, and Xue Chanyi walked over with a gray-faced young monk, and the appropriate "slowness" came from behind. In the mouth.
Because living in the left wing room, the disciples of Taishang Palace had to be familiar with Xue Chanyi. Xuancheng said: "Miss Xue is fine, but why should she be held ..."
"I found that this person colluded with the Palace of Burial Soul, so as not to secretly move and fear of unfairness, so I brought him here to prove it fair, I heard in detail ..." Xue Chanyi saw three people on the roof, A shock flashed in his eyes, and the next moment he was carefully converged. He bowed his hand to the predecessor who was present, and briefly recapitulated his findings. The words were clear and not humble.
After she finished speaking, she was suddenly upset in the surroundings. Luo Ziting was the first to refute. He didn't believe Xue Chanyi, but he felt that Hengyuan's words and deeds had been correct since these days, and that there might be other entanglements.
When there are people who speak, everyone expresses their opinions. The predecessors did not rush into their identity or observe the changes, but did not rush to speak. Instead, many monks in Wuxiang Temple have spoken to explain Hengyuan, and Hengming even escaped the long stick. , Weng Sheng said eloquently: "Master Xue said that my younger brother colluded with the Soul Palace. Is there real evidence?"
These monks eat Zhai Lian Buddha on weekdays, but they all learned a good martial art. After a sudden change, although they were chaotic for a while due to internal treason and anti-water, they quickly gathered together to fight against the enemy and saved many situations along the way. Dangerous compatriots, all of them are blood-stained and embarrassed, looking like a good monk, they just killed a seven-in seven out of the rebel army from the bandit den.
Xue Chanyi raised her eyebrows, Hengyuan acted cautiously, and left little evidence to provoke her tongue. She had to tell the truth: "I lie in the grass and heard him conspire with Buxue Temple Master Zhu Xueyao and obtain Bu Xueyao's bone whistle is a token, please testify. "
During the speech, she took out the bone whistle and showed it to everyone, raised her hand to the roof, and was picked up by Sekong.
Sekong ’s fingers swiped thinly on the bone whistle, tried to blow it lightly, and then handed the item to Chu Xiwei, nodding his head: "Lao Qu was trapped in the Edong Cave, and he listened to the donor to summon his subordinates. This is the tone. Not bad. "
When Sekong finished the sentence himself, Hengming's face changed drastically, and all the monks looked at Hengyuan in disbelief, but he didn't care that he was bundled into a dumpling, and readily admitted: "Yes, the poor monk is the funeral palace Some collusion, do conspiracy calculations. "
"You--" Hengming rushed forward with an arrow, grabbed the collar and dragged people up, wishing he could be full of old fists, bloodshot eyes, "Why is Uncle Sekong sorry for you? Where does Wuxiang Temple treat you badly? Read these In the classic scriptures, Master praised your understanding, how do you do these things? You, you know how many brothers died this time? How many innocent people were hurt? "
People who were injured or killed by relatives and friends in this convulsion also raised their eyebrows in anger, but after hearing a few clangs, the swords came out of the sheath, and the cold front was opposite. Wan Jia came to vent his hatred.
"Brother, don't be anxious first. I did what I did, of course I know." Under such circumstances, Hengyuan can still speak tepidly. "If I didn't go deep into the enemy Yingyang Fengyin, how can I find out the details of the other party? I did n’t quote myself as a bait, how can I trick his bone whistle for future use? "
Hengming stunned and released his hand involuntarily. Hengyuan staggered two steps to stabilize his body and said: "As early as a few months ago, the little monk noticed that the situation in the monastery was different. At that time, the master was retreating, and the abbot master was in the Tibetan scripture building. In meditation, the little monk had to report the traces of the found traces to Uncle Seruo, but he did not expect him to collude with the Palace of Burial Soul. Seeing that the matter was exposed, he deliberately killed me and killed him, but the Gu Ji teacher did not dare to act lightly. Intimidate and lure ... "
Piece by piece, from Hengyuan's mouth, it seemed that the sun, moon and black and white were turned upside down. Even Xue Xianyi and others who witnessed his conspiracy with Bu Xueyao had doubts, and others were hard to open. I was shocked by the sudden change of tone, and there was a lot of discussion for a while, and no one could make up my mind.
It is a pity that Sejongsi's death was extinguished at the beginning of the panic, and now there is no proof of death.
Coquettish words, or bear the burden?
Hengyuan is also very simple. Not only does the bamboo tube pour beans like an antecedent, but also tells the deployment of the Burial Soul Palace that he knows: "Xiao Yanguo is dragged by the Baigui Gate at the foot of the mountain at the moment, and he will not be able to get out of it for a while. Wei Changyun stayed behind in Galan City and ambushed the 'Hundred Foot' as a killing move; Bu Xueyao set up a flaming oil trap at the sunset cliff on the west side, waiting for Zhao Bingmo to pretend to retreat and lead you to chase the past and go straight into the trap, Although there are elders of Taishang Gongduanheng and Xuan Su Dao taking people to stop it now, but for stability, this way is not feasible, and Zhao Bingmo cannot let it go. "
During the talk, his eyes turned to Zhao Bingmo on the roof, his voice slightly cold: "Zhao Bingmo is in charge of the 'Devil Scorpion' and has become the leader of this action in the Burial Soul Palace when He Lianyu is missing. , You seniors should take care of themselves. "
"This is really good, it's not like what the monks should say." Zhao Bingmo smiled slightly, "I remember, you are the life-like rabbit of Huangshan School. Why? Gou has lived for eight years, now I want to go to Huangquan Did you find your father? "
The words "Huangshan School" came out like boiling water poured into a hot oil pan. No one knew the origin of Zhao Qing's "Blood King", but he did not expect that there would be survivors in the Huangshan School tragedy.
"The common name of the young monk is Guo Wei, and his father is the head of the Huangshan School." Hengyuan greeted Zhao Bingmo's eyes, "Zhao Hufa nobles forget things, but the world's enemies and enemies are all recorded between the world and the world. retribution."
As soon as Hengyuan's identity came out, those who still had doubts about him could not help but put down three points of vigilance and a little more pity. Xue Chanyi frowned and looked at the monk in consternation, but was forced to untie his rope due to the situation, taking this opportunity to give a quiet glance to Chu Xiwei who was facing Ye Fusheng's face on the eaves, only his hand. He was indecisive in the throat and hesitated.
Chu Xi shook her head slightly and said, "No matter what is right or wrong, there is still a Zen master who can't wait for me to wait for an outsider to put his beak."
With this statement, everyone's eyes are on Sekong, even if the old monk can't see, he can feel these subtle eyes.
He said slowly: "It's a matter of great importance. There is nothing to do with Lao guan's one-sided view. Lao guan is trapped in E'dong, indeed caused by Hengyuan colluding with Buxue Yao, but if he is not there With clever work, Lao Qun can't wait to escape. "
Suddenly, Sekong said again: "The Burial Soul Palace secretly intercepted the factions of the factions who had left the mountain ahead of time. It was also Hengyuan who ingeniously set up a temptation in front of Bu Xueyao, and insisted on leaving some people alive. But it is not without strength. With regard to this matter, Lao Qun treated him as always. "
Xue Chanyi couldn't help saying: "But he personally admitted in front of Bu Xueyao, that night the Futu Tower sent him a letter to lead Xuan Su Dao Chang to the Futu Tower, and then ..."
"Then Zhao Qing died." Hengyuan joined hands and praised the Buddha's appellation. "Zhao Qing and Huangshan School have a enmity. Although the monk is still hard to remove the six roots after eight years in the Buddhist scriptures, he naturally wants to discuss this cause and effect with him. It was the monks who sent the master Xuansu Dao to the Futu Tower and broke Zhao Bingmo to dispatch his prisoners, and killed Zhao Qing with a knife, but the monk also took everyone to the place of the incident in time, taking this opportunity to bury the funeral The trace of Soul Palace is clear. "
There were naturally no shortage of people who had been to the Futuro Tower that night, recalling Hengyuan's performance that night, first of all, this person had instigated people's intentions to provoke evil, and then thought about it, he had to admit that he was not false.
There was a chill behind Xue Chanyi's back. The monk was not very young. He spoke seven points and three points. It seemed straightforward and frank, but he thought about it but he was full of bottomless cities. False right and wrong.
Qu Jin and others looked at each other. Although they were still afraid of Hengyuan in their hearts, they already agreed with his opinion that Zhao Bingmo must never be let go.
But what should those people do in Yanwuchang?
Although they had choices in their hearts, but when things were about to come, no one would do this asura, destined to provoke infamy.
The middle-aged beautiful woman who organized the repatriation in the mountains and forests said: "Zhao Bingmo, it's important tonight. I really can't let you go, but as long as you don't catch, you won't hurt anyone. Worry-free life! "
Zhao Bingmo heard this, but then laughed: "The prisoner with no worries about life and life? You want to raise a wolf into a dog, and when you turn around, there is more to talk about it."
Hua Xiangrong's face was ugly, and his fists were tight.
The restrained people in the Yanwuchang field also seem to perceive something from this situation. Some people close their eyes and look back at their deaths, while others show grief and resentment.
"Aren't you trying to save people? Aren't you self-proclaimed justice warriors? Why don't you save us?"
"Shut up! I, wait for those who practice martial arts, how can we be greedy for life and fear death when we support righteousness and eliminate evil?"
"..."
The sound was noisy, tears were breaking the heart, but Hengyuan was kneeling on this knee at the moment, and respectfully blew three loud heads respectfully to the direction of the colored sky. He said, "Master, killing lives is also a way to go. The wicked evildoers, bodhi buddhas are useless, so they can only be incarnations of angry kings! "
Sekong was silent, and Hengyuan was another loud head, but this time he said: "Master, the old feelings can't be tired, the world can't be infected ... This is the truth you told the disciple. Now, it's time to practice it."
Hengyuan's words are point-to-point and very subtle. The "world heritage" naturally refers to the choice of life and death in the performance martial arts field, but the "old feelings" are imaginative.
Xue Chanyi suddenly remembered the old things he heard when he was lying on the grass, and now he looked at Master Sekong's hesitation. Did he really have a personal relationship with Zhao Bingmo?
She thought that Hengyuan wanted to frame the two to make the situation even more mixed. Now I listen carefully. Although Hengyuan's words are sharp, they are all directed at Zhao Bingmoth, and they have removed the Master Sekong without any trace until now. The other party hesitated, and then secretly reminded him of the distinction between public and private.
It seems that what Hengyuan said to Bu Xueyao is also a mixture of truth and reality. At least for Master Sekong, he may have a grudge, but he doesn't have that kind of hatred. He just wanted to take this opportunity to eliminate Zhao Bingmo with Master Zenkong's hand.
A speech machine front, words and sentences were secretly contemptuous. In a blink of an eye, the stalemate was forced to the dangerous edge that had to be issued. It also made Master Sekong facing irreparable choices, and made Zhao Bing Moth at the cusp of the storm.
Chu Xiwei calculated all these things in his heart, and almost couldn't help but applaud Hengyuan.
However, this time, Zhao Bingmo didn't wait for the color space to make a choice.
She laughed aloud, and suddenly the scimitar came out of the sheath, straightly chopping the empty head, and after being forced by a punch, she flew back and took a single foot on the roof to stabilize her figure, which was more than three feet away.
"You have to make a decision about everything. Where is the face?" Zhao Bingmo sneered and glanced at everyone below. "What a deal, it's just to lie to you, don't talk about empty hands, even if he gives me his head And ca n’t change the lives of these people. The people I want to kill can never live! "
After a pause, her palms were raised and her eyes were chewing on the people who appeared to be frightened in the martial arts scene. "It has been seen and now, when it is clear and hypocritical! This life is finally here, the afterlife is nothing!"
When she raised her palm, Chu Xiwei's complexion changed suddenly, and Sekong pushed back in tandem. The length of the knife and the palm of each hand, Zhao Bingmo blocked his knife, but he was punched by Sekong, and the corner of his mouth suddenly overflowed with blood.
At this moment, she was staring at the closed eyes of Caikong, and suddenly broke a smile, whispering: "Old bald donkey, I really lost ... I didn't lose to the right and evil, not Lose to worldly prejudice, just lose to you ... Ami, Buddha. "
The seven emotions and six desires, the vast red dust, are not as empty as the four, and all six are clean.
West Buddha is empty, and color is empty.
He is willing to lay down his life for the people, dare to give up his life, but just not for her, not for her.
The thing that should have been understood thirty years ago is that she has always refused to accept it, but she has never been reconciled, and now she finally gives up.
She whispered in a low voice: "Okay, you want to become a Buddha, and I will fulfill you ... This time, I won't let you choose."
Sekong's lips fluttered: "Master Zhao ..."
Zhao Bingmo received his punch, and her internal organs seemed to roll over again. She swallowed the blood back into her stomach, and her sword traversed the frightened sword. The other hand was on her lips, and a sharp whistle was blown!
This whistle is like a long needle piercing ear, and Rao Shixi and Sekong Xiu can't help but stagnate his chest. At this moment, the archer ambushing around came out, the overwhelming arrows came out of the string, all shot into the Yanwuchang!
The chaos arrows crossed, the color sky flew down in front of the victims, and the robe sleeves were blasted and danced, as if the clouds were curling up and down. Chu Xiwei didn't care about Zhao Bingmo, so he showed his way to solve the archer, and he once again fought off the field.
At this moment, Zhao Bingmo made another whistle, and Chu Xi microscopically saw several black-sleeved men in the martial arts scorpion suddenly reach into his arms and each took out a black bead.
"Come back!"
The pupil shrank and Chu Xiwei flew over to grab the color sky and pulled it upward. The black beads were thrown in all directions by them at the same time, and several of them fell outside the courtyard wall. They burst into sparks and dust, and the scene was chaotic.
Chu Xiwei flew into the martial arts field with colored air, and huge smoke and fire flew up behind him. In the field, regardless of the enemy and the enemy, they were annihilated in the explosion of the fire and thunder bead, as expected.
He remembered the deployment of the men in black, and finally understood Zhao Bingmo's plan-she was going to destroy the "Sky Spider" together with the Baidao hostages inside.
Zhao Bingmo is still laughing, and the laughter is getting farther and farther away. At the moment of the order, she has already pulled back with her confidante, and she has no idea where to go to fish in the muddy water.
After the panic, no one dared to look directly at the scene of in the martial arts field, only to feel anger, and wanted to chase Zhao Bingmo. But at the next moment, a loud noise came from the west, and soon there was a rumbling noise on the ground again.
"What happened?"
The motion stopped for a moment, Chu Xi turned his thoughts in his brain: "Sunset Cliff!"