Reborn as a high-cold Buddhist concubine of fishing style

Yin Shu woke up with the sound of the carriage creaking, with a splitting headache, the glare of the sun made him unable to open his eyes, and his skin burned belatedly.

He turned his body and tried to sit up, but found that there was no pain in his body, and countless bloody holes could be seen where the prison clothes could not cover.

"Be honest!" Someone in front yelled at him.

Yin Shu tried his best to adapt to the surrounding light, looked up and saw that the driver was cursing at him.He was sitting in a prison van, his hands and feet were so heavily shackled that he could barely move.

Looking out along the prison car, the rolling yellow sand meets the blue sky.The ruts where the car drove were quickly re-covered by the flowing sand, leaving no traces.

Hearing the movement, the coachman turned his head and spat: "What are you looking at!"

"How long has it been since we left the capital?" Yin Shu ignored the other party and brushed aside the hair covering her eyes.

A person who is obviously covered in blood should be dying, but although his complexion is pale, he looks quite calm.

"Ask your grandma for a leg!" the man scolded, "I've had eight lifetimes of bad luck, sending prisoners to such a ghostly place!"

Yin Shu looked around, and there was a desert for a hundred miles, and he hadn't seen a source of water for nearly a day.The sun is so poisonous that it seems to evaporate the last bit of moisture from a person's body.

"Are you heading back to the desert?" Yin Shu asked suddenly.

The man raised his eyebrows and squinted: "It's none of your business!"

"I don't care." Yin Shu sat down cross-legged, with mockery on the corner of his lips, "But for nearly an hour, you have been spinning around in place, and if you continue like this until it gets dark, you are afraid that you will become a lonely soul on the Gobi Desert Wild ghost."

"You dare to curse me!" As he spoke, the whip came in from the gap in the prison car, and fell heavily on Yin Shu's body, making a dull sound when it came into contact with the flesh.

But Yin Shu didn't seem to feel the pain of flesh and blood, so he stretched out his hands to straighten his hair, and said sarcastically, "You don't even know how to tell the direction, and you dare to come here to die."

The man raised the whip and was about to whip it again, when he saw Yin Shu turned sideways and simply leaned against the prison car, his eyes were full of disdain: "If I were you, I would ask why first, so that I don't know how I will die later."

"Damn it!" The man pulled the reins and jumped out of the car, "I'll kill you!"

"If I die, will you be able to do the job?" Yin Shu took it easy.

The face of the other party froze suddenly.

"Your mission is to escort me to Mobei, right?" Yin Shu lazily said, "So I advise you not to create troubles and ask for trouble. You'd better listen to me honestly and get out of here early."

The man was thought by Yin Shu's words, and he didn't say anything for a long time, but murmured in his heart, the moment this man was released into the prison car, he looked like a dead person, how could he know where they were going on this trip?

But he is only responsible for escorting the prisoners, and the rest is none of his business.

"Fart off, how can I get out!" the man shouted impatiently.

Yin Shu was not in a hurry: "Let me drink some water first." While speaking, his eyes seemed to fall on the shriveled water bag on the man's waist by accident.

The man subconsciously licked his chapped lips, and pointed at Yin Shu with a leather whip: "If you dare to play tricks, I will wait for you!"

"This is not far from the water source." Yin Shu's whole body was slumped on the prison car, "Listen to me, we will find water in less than half an hour."

"Stop talking nonsense, how to get there!" The man wanted to drive the car with his whip.

Yin Shu glanced at it and pointed to the water bag: "Give that to me, and it will be fifty-five minutes later."

"Damn it!" The man was thirsty, and impatiently untied the water bag and threw it into the prison car, "There are too many things!"

"You walk towards the sun for half a stick of incense, and you will reach the depression in front." Yin Shu took the water bag and raised his hand.

According to the instructions, the prison car slowly stopped. There are high slopes all around here, and there is no trace of water source at all.

"You lied to me!" The man looked around, wanting to raise his whip in a fit of rage.

"Look at your feet." Yin Shu squinted his eyes, as if closing his eyes to rest his mind.

The man lowered his head, and there was only a gray-brown plant there.

"Dig down." Yin Shu didn't look at him, but lying on the prison car, he pretended to be sleeping on the soft bed of the palace.

After touching half a cup of tea, the man raised his sandy hand, his face wrinkled into a ball: "Why is there water, you—"

However, his words stopped abruptly, because when he straightened up, he saw a few coyotes appearing on the sandy slope a hundred paces away, at some point, staring at this side.

Immediately, the man's legs gave way, and he took a few steps back. He threw himself in front of the prison car and wanted to open the door, but found that Yin Shu's left hand was right on the copper lock, preventing him from reaching the keyhole.

"Please...let me go up and hide for a while!" The man trembled all over.

The leading coyote approached the prison car step by step, and the surrounding ones also walked down the slope under its leadership.

The man thumped and fell to his knees: "Please, let me do whatever you want..."

"The key." Yin Shu took it easy and didn't even open his eyes.

The man unloaded the key from the waistband of his trousers and threw it into the prison van: "Give it!"

As the key fell into the prison car with a clang, the alpha wolf suddenly accelerated its forward speed and ran wildly, with a row of bewildering yellow sand rising behind it.

Yin Shu chuckled lightly.

It was too late, but the next moment, the man's mournful wailing suddenly sounded in the wilderness. The wolf head bit his hind leg and threw it out. Immediately afterwards, other hyenas swarmed forward, tearing apart frantically.

The bunch of brass keys hung on Yin Shu's fingertips, swinging left and right with the wind, jingling.

Soon the sound of coyotes feasting on the surrounding sand was the only sound.

After touching half a cup of tea, Yin Shu opened his eyes slowly, and clicked his tongue at a pile of pale bones not far away: "Yo, you eat really fast."

At this time, he suddenly narrowed his eyes, followed the direction of the coyotes, and saw a place where the sand dunes and the sky meet a little far away, and there was a person standing impressively at this moment.

The man was tall and tall, wearing a gray robe, although he couldn't make out his face, he could vaguely see a bald head and a string of Buddhist beads hanging in front of him.

The alpha wolf apparently also noticed this new target, lowered his head and let out a muffled grunt to remind his companions.

"It's really lively today, and another one is here to die." Yin Shuzhong found a place to lie down in the prison car, planning to watch a good show.

I saw that the man first stopped at the same spot and looked this way, but he didn't run away, but rushed towards the prison car.

The man walked extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye he was close, only a few steps away from a group of hyenas.

Yin Shu could hear the hyena panting excitedly in the prison car, and opened his eyes slightly to see who was coming.

The one who came to "send his death" was a Buddhist cultivator, tall and tall, far superior to ordinary men, with sword-like brows and star-eyed eyes, square lips, and a cold expression in his expression, which looked like a pair of impenetrable eyes. Dark well, unfathomable.

That doesn't seem to be the transcendence of ordinary Buddhist practitioners, but the indifference to world affairs after going through the sea.

Foxiu seemed to realize that someone was watching him, so he also glanced into the prison car.

At this moment, Yin Shu saw a scar on his tall nose, which cut off the originally smooth curve of the nasal bone and turned a corner.

The next moment, Buddha Xiu turned around and suddenly struck, so fast that he could hardly see the movement clearly, he directly hit the wolf in the face.

The wolf was very strong, and was knocked back a few steps, leaving a trail of blood on the yellow sand.

The other coyotes were about to attack, but seeing this scene, they all froze in place, unable to move forward.

Yin Shu straightened up inadvertently.

Foxiu remained calm, and immediately stepped forward and kicked again, hitting the wolf's weakest abdomen.

The kick was steady and hard, and the wolf fell down on the sand with a muffled grunt, struggled a few times, and then stopped moving.

Buddha repaired his hands, stood silently, and looked around.

Seeing this scene, several other coyotes did not dare to go forward.The two sides were in a stalemate for a while, and then Foxiu made another move, doing the same thing, and killed two coyotes in succession.

In less than a cup of tea, there were already three coyote corpses on the sand.

Yin Shu was rubbing the keys with both hands, half leaning on the prison car, watching the scene in front of him with interest, a smile gradually appeared on his lips.

This Buddhist cultivator can kill wolves with bare hands, obviously his force is far superior to that of ordinary people, and he must have a good understanding of the desert terrain to appear here, and eight out of ten are locals.

While Yin Shu was thinking about it, he saw that Foxiu killed another coyote with a knife in his hand.

By this time the remaining wolves in the pack were already retreating.

But seeing that the Buddhist cultivator was not interested in fighting, he watched the wolves with cold eyes.

Probably seeing that Foxiu had no intention of chasing him, a slightly larger male wolf in the wolf pack raised his head to the sky and howled, and then the other coyotes gathered together and slowly retreated towards the slope.

Foxiu's eyes were not far away from the wolves, and the place where his eagle eyes swept was like wildfire, where no grass grew, but his body was gradually approaching the direction of the prison car.

Until Yin Shu could see his broad shoulders rising and falling in front of her.

In fact, everything that happened after the Hungry Ghost Festival was within Yin Shu's control, and only this stupid Buddha cultivator who came to his door was an accident.

It's an accident, but it doesn't look like a bad thing.

As for who and why this Buddhist cultivator is here, it doesn't matter at all. What is important is that Yin Shu knows that with this person's force and courage, he can take him out of this ghostly place and reach Mobei.

As long as you get to Mobei, kick this idiot away.

Seeing that the coyotes disappeared at the end of the sky, the desert regained its calm.The hot wind blew past, rolling up a bloody smell.

"Little master is good at martial arts!" Yin Shu's voice suddenly sounded behind Buddha Xiu.

Foxiu didn't respond immediately, but waited until he confirmed that the coyotes had disappeared, then looked away from the sandy slope, and didn't answer, but turned and kicked the dead wolves on the ground a few times.

"You don't want to peel off the skin and eat meat, do you?" Yin Shu faced the broad back, "If you say that you, a Buddha, are interesting in cultivation, killing is a violation of the eight precepts, and now you have to break the three detestations? Are you still in the end? A monk?"

As if stimulated by his last sentence, Foxiu suddenly looked back at Yin Shu, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, but he still didn't speak. He leaned over and tore off some strips from his gray robe, and tied them around the wolf's limbs. , carried it on his shoulders, and continued to move forward.

"Hey! Little Master!" Seeing that he still ignored her, Yin Shu leaned against the prison car again, smiling sweetly, her eyes sparkling brightly, "Will you take me away?"

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The author has something to say:

Yigui: I kill wolves and skin them to save beauties, but I am a good Buddhist practitioner.

【Note】The eight precepts and the three disgusts are the requirements in Buddhism.