This monk is a bit mean

Ma Dabiao succeeded in his attack, and the madness in his red eyes became even stronger. He then jumped up and chopped at the bald man with the second knife.

Yun Shu no longer dared to be careless at this moment. He circulated the internal Qi to the extreme. His bones crackled and a layer of protective Qi appeared on his skin.

Yunshu raised his palms and took Ma Dabiao's fatal blow.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, Yun Shu took another seven steps, and retreated quickly. After he managed to stabilize his body, he spat out three mouthfuls of blood.

This time the long knife failed to cut Yunshu's skin and flesh, but a clear knife mark was left on Yunshu's palm.

Yu Linglong, who was far away, saw this and asked anxiously, "Little monk, how are you?"

At this time, Ma Dabiao was not in a much better condition. He was knocked to the ground by the recoil force of the cloud tree, blood constantly gushing out of his mouth, and it seemed that he was almost dying.

Yu Linglong couldn't care less. She took a step forward, ran to Yun Shu and supported him.

Yun Shu didn't say anything, but nodded to Yu Linglong, then used two snaps to seal the two acupoints on his chest to stop the bleeding.

Yunshu raised his head and looked at Ma Dabiao again.

Ma Dabiao pointed at Yunshu with his last bit of strength and said, "Monk...Monk, you broke your vows..."

After saying this, he died.

Looking at Ma Dabia whose life was gradually fading on the ground, Yun Shu's face darkened, his throat felt sweet again, and he spat out another mouthful of blood. He hurriedly sat down to meditate and practiced his internal energy.

Yu Linglong stood quietly beside him.

Half an hour later, Yun Shu stopped practicing and slowly opened his eyes.

Yu Linglong asked anxiously, "How is it?"

"It's okay." Yunshu replied with a wry smile.

It’s okay verbally, but in fact he knows that he was badly hurt, but he also gained a lot!

It's very simple. It's related to the way he practices. The harder he is beaten, the greater the improvement.

"Sister, please help me. Go search that old bastard's body and see if he still has the talisman paper he just used."

Yu Linglong searched Ma Dabiao's body very reluctantly. Apart from some silver, healing medicine, and hidden weapons, only a strange token was left.

The token is extremely simple and ancient, with a three-legged phoenix carved on the front and a one-eyed golden dragon carved on the back.

Yu Linglong didn't think much about it and collected all the things at once and put them into a sack.

Then he went back to Yunshu and said, "I didn't expect this little monk to be so powerful. He is invulnerable to swords and spears."

"Nonsense, look, isn't this already captured?" Yun Shu said jokingly, holding up his injured chest.

"What the hell did this old madman stick on his chest in the end? He looked like a monster after he put it on." Yu Linglong still feels a lingering fear when she thinks about the last scene.

She was afraid that if Yunshu couldn't resist and met the Buddha, she would become the plaything of this old lunatic. When he played with her, he also put a talisman paper on her. Wouldn't that kill someone?

Oh! The more Yu Linglong thought about it, the more scared she became.

She quickly changed the subject: "What should we do with this old lunatic?"

"Burn it, I'll do it." Yun Shu stood up and answered.

"You're okay again? So soon?" Yu Linglong was still a little worried about Yun Shu's health.

"fine."

Yunshu set up a pile of dry firewood next to Ma Dabia, then placed Ma Dabia on top of the firewood and finally lit a fire. Then he sat cross-legged beside the fire, clasped his hands together, and chanted the Sutra of Rebirth.

After finishing reading the scriptures, the fire was still not extinguished. Yunshu ignored it and called Yu Linglong to set off again.

The horse he was riding was hit in the battle and had its leg injured.

Yunshu had no choice but to untie its reins and let it fend for itself in this nameless oasis.

Yu Linglong got her wish and rode on the same horse with Yunshu.

The other carried their two sacks.

"I feel a little dizzy. Can I hold you? Otherwise you will fall down." Yu Linglong said in a sweet voice behind the cloud tree.

"Okay, but don't touch or rub it."

"whee……"

"Wow, your abdominal muscles are so hard, like a washboard, wow..."

"Hey, stop it! Don't touch me down there!"

"whee……"

……

Three days later, Yunshu and Yu Linglong finally arrived at their destination, Youzhou City.

What they experienced and did in the Shijue Desert during these three days was unknown to outsiders.

At this time, the two stood outside the gate of Youzhou City and said goodbye.

"Are you really not going to accompany me in?" Yu Linglong asked with tears in her eyes.

"No." Yun Shu refused.

"No, I want you to go in, but you refuse to go in. Do you like staying outside so much? Can't you just go in?" Yu Linglong pretended to wipe away tears, and said angrily.

"..." Yun Shu was speechless, "Fuck you, please stop driving, okay?"

Yu Linglong chuckled.

This smile was so beautiful that Yun Shu almost fell for a moment.

"Okay, I won't joke with you anymore, you naughty little brother. You have to promise me that when you want to return to the secular world, you must come to me and I will help you break the chastity taboo." After saying this, Yu Linglong had already stuck to Yun Shu's slender and strong body.

"Don't worry, I won't return to secular life. My master said that I have a connection with Buddha and was born to be a monk. How could I return to secular life?" Yun Shu's voice trembled when he said this, because Yu Linglong was pulling his hand and putting it into a place where it shouldn't be.

Yun Shu hurriedly pushed Yu Linglong away, his face flushed, even his shiny head was red, "Amitabha, sin, sin, damn it, what are you doing!"

"Lelelel, you don't understand anything about romance. Remember, sooner or later I will sleep with you!" After saying that, Yu Linglong turned around gracefully, led the horse carrying the sack, and walked into the gate of Youzhou city.

Yun Shu felt a little disappointed, and stared blankly at Yu Linglong as she disappeared among the crowd entering the city.

"Damn, it's really a bit soft..." Yunshu said as he clenched his right hand.

After saying this, he turned around, mounted his horse, and galloped towards the Shijue Desert.

……

There is a Shijue Desert between Youzhou City and Yunzhou City. The two cities are connected by the "Youyun Ancient Road". The two cities have frequent trade, with caravans and escort vehicles traveling back and forth all year round.

In the middle of the Youyun Ancient Road, there is a Qingfeng Inn. Most of the businessmen and travelers traveling on the ancient road will choose Qingfeng Inn as their resting place.

Yunshu was no exception. On his way back to Yunzhou City from Youzhou City, he also chose Qingfeng Inn as his resting place.

However, he didn't have much silver on him, and he didn't have too many requirements, so he finally chose to live in the woodshed of Qingfeng Inn.

If nothing else, saving a little is better. After all, this time of training outside the temple will take a long time, and there will be many places to spend money in the future.

Tired from the journey and with internal injuries not yet healed, Yunshu went into the woodshed and fell asleep. After a while, he was snoring loudly.

In the dream, Yun Shu was dueling with Yu Linglong, the world's number one female hero, on top of the Forbidden City. They had used up all their weapons and were about to engage in close combat when he was awakened.

Yunshu was so angry.

"Little monk, get up quickly and follow me to the front hall of the inn, quickly!" The waiter who had received him during the day pulled Yunshu and ran out of the woodshed.

At the door of the woodshed, Yunshu grabbed the waiter and asked, "Amitabha, benefactor, what are you doing in the middle of the night? If you don't explain clearly, I... I won't go with you."

The waiter replied, "A large group of soldiers suddenly came to the inn. After entering, they asked the boss for someone. The person they wanted was a monk. All the bald men in the inn, whether they were monks or not, had to gather in the front hall."

"What?"