Suzaku

A Blind Man Stands at Night

“Senior Brother Ye Xiang.” Yi Tianxing smiled and greeted the white-clothed monk in the car, “Why did you change the cassock into white again today? Don’t be afraid that I will stab you again.”

Ye Xiangseng, the proud disciple presiding over at Guiyuan Temple, said angrily, “I’ve been locked up for a whole day, and I didn’t say to lock up your temper.” He turned around and thanked Pan Ju, paying a tithe.

Pan Ju smiled and said: “This is just a trivial matter. With this young man’s status in the Gu family, we don’t have any evidence, so it’s not easy to close the door, let alone Master Bin Ku who spoke.”

After saying this, he casually talked to Ye Xiang about going to Guiyuan Temple in a few days, and then he left.

After Pan Ju left, Yi Tianxing stretched his waist in the car, hehe laughed and said, “I never thought that it was Binku monk who fished me out.” Vice Chairman, it is still easy to find someone.

Ye Xiangseng smiled wryly and said, “You are still happy to come out, do you know that you have caused trouble?”

“What?” Yi Tianxing knew it well, but he was still pretending to be stupid.

“The master said, don’t go back to the Provincial University, and follow me back to Yuansi.”

Yi Tianxing thought for a while, then agreed, talked to the brothers outside the car, and ordered to drive. The car started and disappeared into the dark night of the provincial capital not long after.

The car drove not far from the Qiyan Bridge, but suddenly stopped with a creak.

At this time, the night was dark and there was no moon, and the Fubei River was flowing slowly.

Yi Tianxing stopped Ye Xiangseng from getting out of the car, opened the door and looked forward.

There was a blind man on the road, leaning on a green bamboo stick, coughing softly in the slightly cold night.

“Mr. is not lucky today.” Yi Tianxing said with a smile

“Your Excellency’s fate is too hard to calculate.” Uncle Zhu replied coldly.

“Sir, what’s the meaning of blocking my way?”

“Mr. Yi, why pretend not to know. Where are the disciples of my sect now, please tell Mr. Yi one or two.”

Yi Tianxing frowned, and after thinking for a while, he replied slowly: “This matter must not be hidden from the noble family. What kind of existence is Ji Xiangtian, why did he send someone to chase him down? First, the little girl named Qin Zi set up a trap. Shame on me, and then another person named Zongsi hurt my subordinates and wanted to kill me. Dare to ask why?”

Uncle Zhu turned his head slightly, and said: “I will discuss the reasons in detail later, but Zongsi left the house yesterday and has not returned. I don’t know.” His tone suddenly became extremely cold, “I don’t know if he has died at the hands of Your Excellency.”

After saying these words, the humidity blowing from the Fubei River also seemed a little colder. Uncle Zhu pierced the bamboo stick into the soil, and everyone felt that there seemed to be something growing rapidly under the soil, gradually moving towards their direction. coming.

Yi Tianxing frowned, and his feet hit the road hard.

After slowly releasing the Three Flavors Sutra in Zen meditation, a powerful and incomparably real fire probed into the dirt on the road.

After an unknown amount of time, the two forces finally came into contact at a place about a few feet away on the road.

Uncle Zhu shook involuntarily while leaning on the bamboo stick.

The dignified color between Yi Tianxing’s brows is getting heavier and heavier.

A strange sound gradually came from the ground, like the sound of beans weeping in a cauldron, sobbing, and like the dead leaves of autumn being burned by fire.Seedling burning general

“I can’t make it through.” Yi Tianxing said quietly.

As he said these words, there was a muffled sound on the road between him and Uncle Zhu, and the whole road seemed to be lifted up by some force and then fell down quickly, raising a lot of dust.

The road between the two seemed to have been scorched by fire, exuding unbearable heat, and gradually cracked. If there is a discerning person, you may be able to see many burnt plant roots in the small cracks.

Uncle Zhu was shocked, stood up straight, coughed twice, and said: “I don’t see you in a few days, Your Excellency’s practice is so diligent.” His blind eyes rolled over strangely, looking a little frightening: ” It’s just that if you don’t hand over the person today, you will have trouble.”

After he said this, Yi Tianxing sensed that there seemed to be many masters hidden in the darkness around him, and everyone’s true energy was flowing. Although their realm was slightly inferior to his own, they were also extraordinary.

He frowned and said, “Jixiangtian, what a beautiful name, what kind of meaning is it given in the Buddhist scriptures, now you use this name to form a sect, but do dirty things, don’t you feel ashamed?”

Uncle Zhu said coldly: “Our sect has always been kind to others, your Excellency, don’t be so bloody.”

Yi Tianxing sneered and said: “The rules in the cultivation school prohibit harming mortals without reason. The mortal who lived with me yesterday was cut off by your disciple Zong Sisheng, and now he is still lying in the provincial hospital. To be kind to others is to cut off their legs”

Uncle Zhu seemed to be stunned when he heard this for the first time. He frowned and said, “This will never happen. I’m afraid that Zong Si will be killed by Your Excellency now. It’s up to you to say these things.”

“What kind of person am I?” Yi Tianxing said: “There is a little girl named Qin Zi in your family who should know better. You can ask her to see if I am a good liar, let alone these things. Is it necessary to lie?”

With his left hand, he made a mudra of resolving grievances, and with his right hand, he pointed at Uncle Zhu, a little bright red and vermilion fire came out from his middle finger, and in the night sky, it turned into a very beautiful and strange little fire sword.

“I have always avoided you, but if you are really in a hurry, it is not impossible to fight.” Yi Tianxing said coldly.

“You tell me where Zong Si is now.”

Yi Tianxing thought to himself that the ghost knew where that kid was beaten by his own fire knife from outside the sky, and he might have gone to drink Meng Po soup by the Naihe Bridge long ago, but he never dared to say these words: “He attacked last night Kill me, I drove him away, as for where he is now, I should be looking for you to ask for someone.”

Uncle Zhu choked up his words. Although Ji Xiangtian is mysterious, he has always been a person who prides himself on righteousness. Seeing Yi Tianxing’s eloquence, he doesn’t know how to deal with it.

“Then where is the Kunlun Fire Essence in our sect?”

“What is the fire essence?” Yi Tianxing still displayed his thick-faced magical skills.

Uncle Zhu was furious, and kept shaking his fingers on the bamboo stick: “Mr. Yi, why bother to hold on.”

Yi Tianxing smiled slightly, took out the small oil lamp that he had crushed from his arms, and threw it over: “Is this the fire spirit? Zongsi used this to kill me, but I broke it in the end.”

In the darkness, a doorman from Jixiangtian quietly approached, and without seeing his movements, the small oil lamp disappeared into the night.

Yi Tianxing sighed inwardly, knowing that the people he met today were really troublesome, he thought about it for a while and then laughed: “Uncle Blind, this is the second time we have met. As for Zong Si’s coming to kill me yesterday, I won’t trouble you for the time being, let’s make way, okay?”

It was originally meant to show weakness, but unexpectedly it fell into Uncle Zhu’s ears but changed the meaning. He had already inquired about Yi Tianxing’s past in these years, and of course he knew his character of vengeance in Gaoyang County. Seeing that he didn’t pursue Zongsi from him at this moment, he was afraid that Zongsi had already been killed. This man killed.

Thinking of this episode, he snorted, filled his chest with anger, and shouted: “Take this person down and send him to be punished by the young master.”

I don’t know how many people responded in the darkness, and the voice seemed particularly empty in the night sky.

Ye Xiangseng, who had been sitting quietly in the car, spoke at this time.

“What a lively night.”

The monk in fluttering white clothes, the young man pointing out a flaming sword, the blind old man leaning on a bamboo, and the danger hidden in the night sky constitute a very strange and charming picture. :