Four thousand nine hundred and ninety-three chapters quiet place
In front of the dim stone house, Wan Lin and Xiaoya stared coldly at the courtyard wall in front of them. At this time, they already understood that the visitor wanted to sneak into the dim nunnery to carry out a sneak attack, but the boys who climbed up the courtyard wall did not.
They thought that someone in the dark nunnery was watching them coldly, so when they saw that the sneak attack was unsuccessful, they simply shouted at their accomplices outside the courtyard.
Following the boy's cry, "哐", a loud bang sounded from the dim door of the nunnery, and two broken nunnery doors flew towards the courtyard in pieces.
A rude voice followed from outside the nunnery door: "Switch on the flashlight, pull out the nun and the little girl, search them carefully for me, and be sure to find the antidote to save my eldest brother. Grandma, you dare to hurt my eldest brother, I
We must push them to the ground and torture them to death."
Amid the arrogant yelling, several bright flashlights lit up from the dark forest, and a boy holding a shotgun surrounded by seven or eight black figures rushed in from outside the courtyard gate in a menacing manner.
The few boys around who climbed up the courtyard wall also jumped from the high wall with machetes, and several of them rushed straight to the meditation hall in the courtyard with murderous weapons.
In a few dazzling flashlight beams, seven or eight figures holding murderous weapons came menacingly towards the two masters and Lingling who were holding Lingyu standing in the courtyard. They heard unbearable curses one after another.
Xiaoya saw the gangsters rushing straight to the meditation hall. She quickly whispered to Wan Lin beside her: "Wan Lin, the backpack with the body armor is still in the meditation hall. They can't be allowed in!" Before she finished speaking,
Wan Lin rushed out from Xiaoya in a flash, and then appeared in the darkness at the door of the Zen room opposite.
The five boys who were rushing towards the door of the Zen room suddenly saw a ghostly figure appearing at the door in the darkness, and a cold breath rushed towards them.
Several boys were shocked and took two steps back. They all raised their machetes and looked forward. Only then did they see clearly that the figure that suddenly appeared at the door of the meditation room was actually a thin young man. Several people were stunned.
Suddenly, someone shouted in shock: "Isn't this a nunnery? How can there be men!"
At this time, the boy at the front took a look at Wan Lin. He walked forward with his feet raised, raised the machete in his hand, pointed at Wan Lin in front of the house and cursed: "The nuns here actually have a pretty boy! Grandma!"
Yes, I haven’t tried it yet, so let this kid..."
Before he finished speaking, "Shut up!" A thunderous roar suddenly sounded from the front, and the eyes of several boys were dazzled. "Pa", a dull hitting sound sounded from the open mouth of the boy in front.
The boy who was uttering obscene words groaned, and fell backwards. The bright machete in his hand fell to the ground. The four boys behind him jumped back in shock, and all the machetes in their hands were raised upwards.
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Wan Lin's movements were extremely fast. In his rage, he slapped the boy in front of him on the mouth. With his left hand, he caught the machete that fell from the opponent's hand. Then he kicked the ground with both feet and in the blink of an eye, he retreated to the door of the Zen room. It seemed that he had no chance at all.
There is no movement at all.
Several boys around were stunned when they looked at the young man who was still standing in front of the meditation room. They simply couldn't believe that it was this young man who didn't move and sealed his companion's mouth with his palm.
Just when they were in a daze, the kid who fell on the ground spat out a mouthful of blood to the side with a "pop" sound, and there were a few big teeth glowing white in the blood.
He stared at the knocked-out big teeth for a moment, and then raised his head and looked angrily at the few boys standing around. He cursed angrily: "What the hell are you doing? Get me killed!"
This kid!" He followed a carp and jumped up from the ground.
Amidst this boy's angry scolding, the other boys behind him woke up from their daze. While yelling, they raised their machetes and rushed towards the door of the meditation room.
Wan Lin looked at this group of extremely vicious gangsters coldly. His right hand suddenly summoned a powerful internal force, and holding the opponent's machete, a blade of light suddenly danced in front of him.
In the dazzling cold light, the rushing boys felt a strong murderous aura rushing toward them, as if sharp knives were slashing hard at their chests! The group of boys stepped back in shock, and stretched out their swords forward.
The machete quickly retracted to protect his chest, with a look of horror on his face.
Wan Lin danced with a flash of sword light with his right hand to scare away the oncoming gangsters. He held the tip of the knife with his left hand and gently broke it. The machete in his hand broke into two pieces with a "snap" sound. He fiercely cut the two pieces in his hand.
The cutting knife was thrust into the ground in front of the meditation room.
The dark nunnery suddenly became quiet. Two knives stood vertically in the floor tiles in front of the Zen room, and then there was a "buzzing" sound in the darkness.
At this moment, a deep and deep voice suddenly sounded: "Amitabha, this is a pure place for Buddhism, it is not your turn to act wild!"
The low sound went straight into the ears of the surrounding boys, causing the eardrums of the surrounding boys to buzz. The dense branches and leaves around the nunnery all made a "swish" sound at the deep sound.
"The shaking sound.
The dim nunnery suddenly became quiet. The two groups of boys who had been shouting and rushing forward all stopped in shock. They closed their mouths and stared blankly at the nun and the nun standing in the courtyard.
Wan Lin in front of the meditation room had a look of fear on his face.
At this moment, a harsh sound like metal friction suddenly came from the dim door of the monastery: "Haha, our mountainous area is really full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. I didn't expect that there is really a master of internal energy hidden here!"
This harsh sound penetrated everyone's ears like needles, making people feel extremely uncomfortable. The two masters and Wan Lin all frowned. A few people secretly raised their skills and looked up at the entrance of the nunnery.
The group of boys standing in the courtyard looked happy, and they all took a step forward, raising their machetes and sticks.
Amidst the harsh sounds, two old men in their sixties suddenly appeared at the door of the nunnery. The two men were wearing black and white silk double-breasted coats on their upper bodies and black trousers on their lower bodies.
The faces of the two were very similar, both of them had gloomy expressions, and their eyes shone with an eerie light in the moonlight. Behind the two of them were closely followed four young men carrying a stretcher. They made a metallic sound.
The man is the old man in white walking in front.
At this time, Master Tianjue looked up at the two old men who walked in expressionlessly. She took half a step forward, raised her right hand holding the rosary and asked in a deep voice: "This is the pure place of Buddhism.
, I wonder why the two benefactors came with their troops and weapons?"