Chapter 253 I will not go to hell, who will go to hell
Wuyue Villa.
Qian Ruowang took a kettle and walked to the garden to water some daisies blooming in the autumn wind.
A dozen figures appeared ghostly in the bushes, trees and flower beds of the garden.
These people were all dressed in black, with black scarves covering their heads and faces, cloth bags hanging on their waists, and swords of different lengths on their backs.
Qian Ruowang did not panic. The water in the kettle flowed out in a thin and graceful arc without any shaking.
"Master Qian, you are very calm," the leader of the men in black said.
It wasn't until the last bush of daisies was watered that Qian Ruowang turned around with the kettle and said with a smile: "You are not in a hurry."
The man in black said: "Master Qian, you know why we are here, please hand over your things."
"After all these years, have you still not given up on your fantasy?"
"Master Qian, I don't want to talk nonsense with you. If you don't hand over your things, I will have no choice but to kill you. The monk is not here, and Qian Kun is not here either. No one can protect you."
"Really?" Qian Ruowang walked calmly and pointed at the huge garden and said, "Do you think my Qian family is really a place where anyone can come and go?"
The man in black was slightly startled and said: "Hmph, I was surprised when I came in, how could the Qian family's defense be so sparse. It seems that you expected us to come, and set up a pocket array, waiting for us to get in?
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Qian Ruowang smiled but didn't answer.
The man in black sneered: "No matter how many people you secretly arrange, I can kill you before they take action."
"Then why don't you do it?"
"Are you really not afraid of death?"
"Death?" Qian Ruowang looked up at the sky, where white clouds were drifting leisurely, "Life is like floating clouds, they gather and disperse impermanently. Why should we fear death, and why should we cherish life? Only the sun, moon, and sky, the righteousness is always there. I am here
Throughout my life, I have the breeze on my sleeves, and I am alone in my grandeur!"
"Yo Xi!" The man in black made a low voice, "Master Qian, I admire your integrity. But you only live once. If you don't cherish yourself, don't you also cherish the lives of others in Wuyue Villa?
Life? If you don’t hand over the things, we will have no choice but to slaughter the village!"
Qian Ruowang frowned and sighed: "God has a good life, but you have to seek death on your own."
The man in black sneered: "Monk Zhiren is not here, no one can stop us."
"Amitabha!"
Suddenly I heard a Buddha's call coming from behind me.
The man in black suddenly turned around and saw an old monk with white eyebrows walking from the garden path.
He walked very slowly and smoothly, but in just a blink of an eye, he was in front of them.
"Are these donors talking about me?"
"Chinin!"
More than a dozen men in black were shocked at the same time. They all took two steps back unconsciously, and with a swipe, they pulled out the ninja swords on their backs.
"Didn't you go to Tongqingtang?" the leader of the men in black asked.
Zhiren clasped his hands together and said: "Wherever the Buddha is, there will be a poor monk. I have a few benefactors who are destined to me. Why don't you follow me to Tianzhu Temple to be ordained and become a monk?"
The man in black's eyes flickered for a few times and said: "I understand, you didn't go to Tongqing Hall at all. You deliberately spread false news to lure us here."
He winked at the man in black next to him, then held the knife in one hand, raised the other hand, and made a fierce fist.
A dozen people were well-trained and began to take action according to different divisions of labor.
Four people threw smoke bombs, which exploded into a cloud of yellow smoke, forming a smoke barrier between them and Zhi Ren.
Two people turned back and slashed at Qian Ruowang with their swords.
They were very close to Qian Ruowang, and Qian Ruowang didn't know martial arts, so it seemed that he was almost certain to die.
The man in black at the head had a talisman in his hand. It shook in the wind and turned into a cloud of fire, covering Chi Ren's head.
At the same time, the two people beside him waved their hands and released a swarm of kunai and boomerangs, flying towards Chinin.
The man in black has also waved his ninja sword, and the human sword merged into one to attack Chinin.
The remaining seven or eight people scattered in different directions.
Zhiren's sight was blocked, and he had to face a frontal attack, save Qian Ruowang, and prevent other ninjas from running in different directions from harming other people in the villa.
It seems like an impossible task.
"Amitabha!" Zhi Ren proclaimed the Buddha's name.
As the Buddha's chant sounded, the surrounding space seemed to freeze.
The movements of those people slowed down.
The flame lost its upward momentum and seemed to be extinguished.
The yellow smoke in the air no longer disperses, but condenses back to the place where the smoke exploded.
The black scarf on the face of the man in black tore open, revealing his ferocious and twisted face.
Everything is suffocating.
He felt strong pressure from all directions, and blood overflowed from his nose, eyes and corners of his mouth.
It's as if the entire space is being compressed.
The man in black looked at Zhi Ren with frightened eyes.
He used up his last strength and struggled to say a few words: "You... kill..."
"Amitabha!" Zhiren clasped his hands together and showed compassion on his face, "Kill one to save ten thousand. If I don't go to hell, who will?"
As the words "hell" fell.
There was a flash between heaven and earth.
The space seemed to have collapsed and everything turned into dust.
…
Tamagawa Kyoko remembered that the young man in front of her was the one who had been standing behind Hu Shiyue just now.
She had always felt that this young man was very ordinary. Apart from his outstanding temperament, he did not have any characteristics of a martial arts master.
As a master of the realm of sudden ninja, she believes in her own vision.
Anyone who has practiced martial arts, she can see that even a master cannot completely hide his aura in front of her.
Unless you have reached the realm of Tian Nin, which is what Central Plains warriors often call innate.
But Tamagawa Kyoko must have never imagined that the young man in front of her was not a warrior at all, but a person in the immortal way.
"Who are you?" she asked.
"There is a man named Lin Shaoping, do you know him?" Li Muchen asked.
Tamagawa Jingzi suddenly said: "I know, you are Li Muchen! It was you who killed Shaoping Jun!"
This time she entered the customs and came to Qiantang. In addition to getting the Qian family's money and the Hu family's yin and yang needles, she also wanted to investigate Lin Shaoping's disappearance.
Lin Shaoping is the proud disciple of Zhiliang Banura, the master of the Tennin Sect. He is known as a genius once seen in a century. He broke through the realm of Jonin at a young age and will achieve limitless achievements in the future.
Banpu Zhiliang had high expectations for Lin Shaoping and invested a lot in him.
Unexpectedly, Lin Shaoping lost news when he returned to China this time.
Originally they thought it was the Qian family, because Lin Shaoping had a special mission, which was to use his identity as a descendant of a Chinese family to find a way to enter the Qian family and obtain the Qian Wang Bow.
Until now, Tamagawa Kyoko still thinks that Lin Shaoping died at the hands of the Qian family.
There is no way this Li Muchen can kill Lin Shaoping.
"Since you admit it, I can put Lin Shaoping's blame on you." Li Muchen said.
"Shaoping-kun's account? What account?" Tamagawa Kyoko was puzzled.
"That's too much. Even if he dies, he won't be able to pay it back. I can only ask you to continue to pay it back."
Tamagawa Kyoko sneered.
"Arrogant boy, do you know who you are talking to? In that case, I will help Mr. Shaoping get revenge."
After saying that, she drew her ninja sword.
With a knife in hand, Tamagawa Kyoko is completely different from the ordinary middle-aged woman just now.
A fierce power erupted from her body, and the blade of the sword condensed an unrivaled killing intent.
The wind and clouds in the world seemed to have stopped at that moment.
There was light in a trance, converging on her knife.
Then, everything went dark.
Only the light of the knife remains.
With the power to tear apart space, and the power to split everything apart, he came straight towards Li Muchen...