Ye Yun became sadder the more he thought about it. When he thought of the last "wow" sound, he really cried. Ye Yun's crying completely made Pu Zhi's claw. The calmness and indifference that had lived for hundreds of years were completely destroyed by Ye Yun's cry. He quickly put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand and comforted Ye Yun in a hurry. Who would have thought that Master Pu Zhi, who could not change his face when facing dozens of evil demons who were unforgivable in daily life, was now frustrated by the cry of a little man.

Ye Yun didn't know what was going on. He couldn't stop crying. When he saw the panic in Puzhi's eyes, he cried louder. He didn't take the opportunity to deepen Puzhi's guilt towards him. But he didn't dare to go too far. If Puzhi thought he was annoyed and made him faint, it would be over. So after crying for a while, Ye Yun gradually put away his tears under Puzhi's comfort. However, it might be that he was crying too hard just now. Although the crying stopped, his body instinctively thrust and thrust in conjunction with the undry tears on his face. It would be so pitiful and pitiful.

"Grandpa, eat quickly. If you don't eat, the food will be cold." After sobbing for a while, Ye Yun saw Puzhi looking at him with concern and not eating, he quickly urged him to go back to his shelter later.

Pu Zhi nodded with a smile, turned around and picked up the food that had been put aside and ate it in big mouthfuls. Ye Yun could see that he enjoyed the current atmosphere very much, and Ye Yun also liked it very much. Now the two are like a pair of grandparents and grandchildren. If he could, he really didn't want Pu Zhi to become a murderer because of being lured by the bloodthirsty beads. However, someone else's small words may not only have the opposite effect when he spoke rashly, but he would also put himself in.

The rice bowl is not big, and Pu Zhi ate quickly, and he finished the rice in two or three minutes. Looking at Pu Zhi, who was cooking rice with a happy face, Ye Yun wanted to speak several times but ended up ending. Pu Zhi is a real monk. He doesn't want such a person to end up like that. The world of Zhu Xian is generally a tragedy. Pu Zhi is like this, Zhang Xiaofan is like this, Ghost King is like this, and Bi Yao is like this. In this world of destined to be full of tragedy, what can he do as a five or six-year-old child?

After being sent out of the grass temple with a smile on his face, Ye Yun turned around and walked away in three steps. Pu Zhi, who was not swallowed by the bloodthirsty beads, was actually a very, very kind person. He was like an elder. Although he had been with him for a short period of time, Ye Yun was full of affection for him. Unfortunately, he was just a five or six-year-old child now, like an ant. Even if it knew that a car was driving towards the ant nest, how could it be able to compete with the rolling wheels with his strength?

After putting the bowls and chopsticks in the hut, he quickly walked towards the cave while it was dark. Although he left a deep enough impression in Puzhi's heart, he was not Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu. Who knew that Puzhi would remember him after being affected by the bloodthirsty beads? If he didn't remember, wouldn't he just gg? So it would be better to stay away. Wang Er, who was hiding in the toilet in the original play, could escape. It doesn't matter if he couldn't? Although Wang Er was already scared crazy.

He had done everything he could do, and now he could only leave it to fate. So after Ye Yun came to the cave and went into the straw pile, he ignored everything. Perhaps because he had done too many things during the day, Ye Yun, who was lying on the straw pile and thinking about it, quickly fell asleep.

As the last ray of sunshine in the distance disappeared, the sky gradually darkened, and the ripe evening breeze brought a hint of coolness to the village. Those who had nothing to do after dinner and couldn't sleep early because of the time, sat at the door with a palm fan to enjoy the coolness, casually discussing the work to do tomorrow, and then bragging.

Gradually, it was late at night, and the people who were enjoying the cool air returned to the house to rest. The dark clouds in the sky became denser and denser, and even began to thunder. At this moment, a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy quietly slipped out of the house with a lantern, and he was still carrying a bottle of wounded medicine in his arms.

This person is Zhang Xiaofan, the protagonist of Zhu Xian. He is kind by nature and has been obsessed with it after seeing the injury on Puzhi's hand during the day. Now he finally waited until late at night and his parents fell asleep before he finally found the opportunity to slip out and prepare to send medicine to the old monk. However, what shocked him was that he actually saw a man in black and the old monk glaring at each other in the grass temple, fighting.

Suddenly, a thunder sounded, shaking his ears buzzing. He saw a brilliant lightning flash appearing in the sky, piercing from the sky into the earth and landing on the long sword of the man in black.

In a moment, the clothes in the man in black bulged high, his eyes widened, as if he was about to burst. At this time, under the strong lightning of the grass temple, it was already like daytime.

The lightning that bloomed on the tip of the sword at night was so beautiful that Zhang Xiaofan held his breath, and in Puzhi's eyes, a strange fanaticism appeared again.

"Is this the power and power of Taoist true Dharma?"

The man in black shouted loudly, and the sword technique in his left hand was in a stimulus. The thunder sounded, and the sword was on the verge of lightning and the sword was shot towards Puzhi. Along the way, all the plants, trees, bricks and stones were trembling, and only the road in the middle left a deep scar.

Puzhi took three steps in a row, removed his hand seal, put his palms together, his face showed solemnity, and his whole body emitted a faint golden light, and he said softly: "I am merciful!"

With a "bang", I saw that the only seven jade beads left in front of him were shattered, and they formed a huge "Buddha" three feet in front of him, with golden light shining and no one could look at him.

The next moment, the lightning and the word Buddha collided.

Zhang Xiaofan suddenly felt his heart beat violently, as if all the blood in his body was flowing back in an instant. His hands and feet were soft and he could not breathe. He only felt that at that moment, the wind stopped, the thunder stopped, and the whole world stopped.

Then, I saw the white light, golden light, which was extremely gorgeous, far better than the sun in the sky. The entire grass temple was divided into pieces, flying in all directions with the two fighting techniques as the center. He couldn't help but fly backwards, when he didn't even have time to feel scared.

His heart was empty, and he felt the sharp sound of the wind kept passing by his ears.

He felt scared and subconsciously wanted to curl up, but he was powerless and had to let himself float to an unknown place and then lose consciousness.

Zhang Xiaofan, who fainted, did not know that the direct fuse of this battle was his good friend Lin Jingyu. It was because of Lin Jingyu's Puzhi that he was plotted against by Cang Song and was bitten by the seven-tailed centipede. Finally, he retreated step by step in the battle. In the end, he tried his best to seriously injured Cang Song. However, he was also attacking his heart and death shortly after the poisonous blood.

Puzhi walked over slowly, staggering, holding Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu under his ribs. He arrived at a slightly clean place and gently lowered the two children. He suddenly felt a severe pain all over his body, almost cracking, and could no longer support him and sat down dejectedly.

Puzhi, who knew he would die, swallowed the "Three Days Death Pill" of the Ghost Doctor. At this time, the rain in the sky finally fell, as if God was sad for him. Thinking of his greatest wish at this moment, Puzhi sighed helplessly, "It's a pity that Daoxuan Zhenren is far better than me in his practice, but in the end, like my three senior brothers, I can't let go of my door and status. Alas!"

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