my weird life.

Chapter 166 Whip (22)

Kang Xiong hurriedly left the main hall of the Discipline Academy,
Along the way, he met monks who stopped to salute him, but there was no response at all, his face was clouded, as if he could wring out water.

He returned to his dwelling,

Sitting cross-legged on the futon, he shouted to the young yellow-clothed monk who was waiting outside the door and taking care of his daily life: "Go!

Call me Guangshan, Guangyan, and Guangyu! "

The little yellow monk outside the door responded quickly,
A burst of footsteps sounded from outside the door, and gradually went away.

Sitting on the futon, Kang Xiong pulled off his monk hat, revealing a layer of black hair on his head, with a ferocious face, he suddenly pressed his palm on the table in front of him!
boom!
a loud bang,
The whole desktop is falling apart!

The oil lamp on the table fell over, and the lamp oil splashed on Kang Xiong's monk robe, forming dirty yellow stains.

"Buddha son... Buddha son!"

"I'm going to eat you!"

"I'm going to eat you raw!"

Kang Xiong was panting heavily, the kernels of his eyes gradually enlarged, and the pitch black diffused to cover the white part of the eyes.

His throat rolls,

Saliva dripped uncontrollably from the corners of his mouth,

From time to time, a low and painful roar came from the mouth,
Sometimes it makes a shrill and excited whistling sound!
His body trembled uncontrollably,

The darkness behind him condensed into a human-shaped silhouette, which spread out two jade-white arms, wrapping around Kang Xiong's neck.

Kang Xiong gradually couldn't breathe,

Cyanotic lips, purple face,
He reached out to grab the two jade white arms wrapped around his neck,
With the greatest strength, he tried to untie the entanglement of the arms, but the two seemingly delicate arms were like cast iron,
no matter how hard he tried,
Don't even think about breaking your arm!
"Buddha! Buddha!"

Kang Xiong made a thin and hoarse voice,
He tore open the front of his shirt,

With ten fingers with long nails, madly scratching at his own scarred chest,

He stretched his hands behind his shoulders,
The dark condensed humanoid silhouette opened its mouth, and a blood-red tongue protruded from the pitch-black mouth.

The tongue suddenly forked,
Kang Xiong withdrew his scarred fingers,
He continued to scratch the flesh and blood around him,
'Dedicated' to behind,

The ones he can't see.

Kang Xiong was covered with wounds,

blood dripping,

In some places, the wound was even deep enough to show the bone.

And under such intensive dedication of his own flesh and blood, the 'black-body white-handed yogini' behind him was finally satisfied,
It retracted the jade white arm wrapped around Kang Xiong's neck.

Kang Xiong's neck was covered with bruises,
He gasped heavily,
His eyes were full of joy for the rest of his life.

But he didn't realize it at all - being strangled by those arms for so long, even the sides of his neck were bruised,

In this case, the individual has already protruded his eyes, straightened his tongue, and died of suffocation.

Why is there nothing wrong with him?
As soon as you breathe 'air',
Soon he regained his vitality.

Even the bone-deep wounds on his body quickly grew granulation during breathing, and the injuries were healed.

There were footsteps gradually approaching the door.

Then the voice of the little yellow monk sounded: "Elder Precepts, the three gurus Guangshan, Guangyan, and Guangyu have come."

"Let them all in!"

"You go to my concubine Ming's courtyard again and summon eight concubines."

outside the door,

Guangshan, Guangyan, and Guangyu, the three red-clothed monks, all had disturbed expressions on their faces. They heard the little yellow-clothed monk who delivered the letter say that the elder precepts had a strange expression, so they thought that when the other party called the three of them over, there must be one Questions and punishments.

However, now I heard Kang Xiong say that he wants the little yellow-clothed monk to summon eight more concubines.
The expressions of the three became ambiguous.

New expectations for what's to come.

The three big monks looked at the little yellow-clothed monk together.

The little yellow monk looked hesitant.

"Aren't you going soon?" Guang Yan, with a thin face, asked in a low voice to the little yellow monk.

"It's not the disciples who don't go..." The little yellow-clothed monk showed embarrassment, hesitated for a moment, and then mustered up the courage to reply to Kang Xiong in the room, "Elder, you have no more than eight concubines you have raised.
There are only six people left..."

Obviously the precept elder only consumed a concubine yesterday,
At that time, he still remembered that he had only six concubines left.

How come today,

The precept elder seems to have completely forgotten about it?
Could it be that he took the opportunity to manipulate himself deliberately?

After the little yellow monk replied, he stood at the door, waiting tremblingly for Kang Xiong's order.

There was a moment of silence in the room,
Then came Kang Xiong's emotionless voice: "Six, just six, call them all over!"

"Yes!"

The little yellow monk gave a sigh of relief,

He hurriedly left.

The three big monks in red at the door looked at each other, their expressions were both nervous and expectant.

"Guangshan, Guangyu, and Guangyan, you three,

Come to the house. "

Kang Xiong's voice sounded from inside the house again.

The three big monks waiting outside arranged their order, pushed open the wooden door, and filed into the house.

Kang Xiong in the room had already put on a brand new monk robe.

He sat cross-legged on the futon, watching the three big monks who were domineering outside, entered his room, all of them lowered their heads, standing in a row against the wall like quails.

Kang Xiong was expressionless,

Pointing to the wooden door that was still open, he said to Guangyan who came in last among the three, "Close the door."

"Yes, Master."

Guangyan responded respectfully, walked to the door with small steps,
Close the wooden door.

All three of them received Kang Xiong's 'secret empowerment',
Feng Kangxiong is the only master.

For any order of the master, they dare not have the slightest disobedience, otherwise they will fall into the Vajra Hell, and they will never be reborn forever.

Yes,

No matter how majestic they are outside,

In front of Kang Xiong, he has to be honest like a domestic dog.

"Today, the envoy monks from Daxue Mountain took an examination of the Buddha's practice,

Do you know the result? Kang Xiong lowered his eyelids, and picked up a snow-white skeletal artifact in front of him.

This bone was taken from the hand bone of a 16-year-old imbecile boy who was born in incest.

Wrapped around it is a whip that is more than one meter long and made of braided black hair.

Kang Xiong took out a small knife,

Finely scrape off the remaining flesh and blood on the bones,
Then began to engrave secret mantras on the bones.

Seeing Kang Xiong's slow and meticulous movements, the three monks' originally tense mood relaxed a little.

Guang Yu, who has always been good at flattering, lowered his eyebrows and said softly, "Although the Buddha is intelligent and intelligent, he is too playful and lazy to practice.

The disciple ordered several yellow-clothed monks to monitor him,
Those monks in yellow came back every day to report to their disciples,

Said that he never practiced all the orthodox scriptures, and even read very few scriptures,
Just read books with pictures.

Therefore, the disciple felt that this Buddhist disciple could not become a great weapon, and he must not have gotten any benefits from the envoy monk? ! "

Guang Yu said,

While raising his eyes to observe the face of his master Kang Xiong.

It's a pity that Kang Xiong's expression remained the same as before, and did not change at all because of his words. He didn't put down the carving knife until he finished speaking, stroked the one-meter-long hair whip, and said to Tong Guangyu: "So it's you Sent someone to monitor him studying scriptures...

Well done to your people! "

Guang Yu heard Kang Xiong's praise,
Immediately, his brows were filled with joy, and he bowed again and again: "Disciple must make persistent efforts!"

"Ah!

good good good
Come, come near me. "Kang Xiong put the whip on the palm of his hand and pointed to an empty tunnel in front of him.

Guang Yu repeatedly nodded and bowed,

Leaning closer, the expression on his face is still a little unclear.

Kang Xiong looked past him,

Looking at Guangyan and Guangshan behind him,
Order: "Take off the clothes on his back, I will reward him well!"

Want to take off your clothes?
What kind of reward is this?
Hearing what the master said, Guangyu's mind was stunned for a moment.

Looking at the whip coiled in the palm of Kang Xiong again, he suddenly realized something, and his body trembled like sifting chaff—why did the master want to reward him? !
Obviously to punish him!
Guangshan and Guangyan walked over tremblingly, pressed Guangyu's shoulders, took off the clothes on his back, and put him on the ground with his back facing the sky.

rustle……

Kang Xiong let go of the hair whip coiled in his hand,
With a sudden shake of the bone handle——

crackle!

The whip made a crisp sound in the air,
follow closely,

Like a poisonous snake staring at Guang Yu's back that was pressed to the ground, the whip lashed at Guang Yu's smooth back!
Snapped!
"what!"

Guang Yu struggled violently!

Guangyan and Guangshan on his left and right made great efforts to hold him down, so that he could only tremble and welcome the whip that kept coming down!
Snapped!
"what!"

Snapped!
"what!"

The whip lashed at him,

It made him feel like a sharp blade cut the flesh on his back, and beat his internal organs!

Hit his soul!
make him sore,

Trembling all over!

Just three whips down, Guang Yu's back was ripped apart,

What's more strange is that even though his back skin was damaged and his flesh was ripped open, not a single drop of blood spilled out - the blood was all absorbed by the shiny black hair, and there were bright red drops of blood hanging from the tip of the whip,
As the whip shadow fell, the blood beads melted into the bone handle,

Absorbed by the stem!

"If it had not been for your people to do these good deeds,

Your people can't even watch over Buddhist disciples reading scriptures,

Eyes are blind!
How could he comprehend the 'Zhatuo Turning Wheel Blessing Mantra' from the scriptures, where did he get so many profound insights? !
How could it be chosen for Daxueshan? !
I wish I could just beat you to death! "

Kang Xiong roared angrily, his eyes seemed to be breathing fire, and he stared viciously at the three trembling people on the ground.

Listen to what the master said,

The minds of the three monks went blank.

They never imagined that, in the eyes of the three of them, the Buddha's disciples who were not doing their job properly, neither learning nor skillful, would have the ability to be selected by Daxue Mountain!

What happened in the middle that I don't know?
"Master, please forgive me!"

"The disciple sent people to monitor the Buddha every day,

Who knew that the monks under his command didn't work with all their heart!
After the disciples go back, they must dig out the skulls of those people and make them into magic weapons..." Guang Yu lay on the ground, screaming miserably, begging Kang Xiong for mercy.

The other two monks in red also fell to their knees, kowtowing to Kang Xiong, begging for forgiveness.

(End of this chapter)