Chapter 606 Ten heinous crimes, Thousand-hand Guanyin
The ghost sickle is curved like the moon, and the blood in the legs and abdomen is a spring.
The wailing sound of Du Chuntang, the right young master, was like a sharp claw, instantly tearing everyone's sympathy to pieces.
The so-called pitiful people must have something hateful to say, and it is true! Such thoughts came to everyone's minds, and their eyes returned to solemnity.
Only then did I remember that Grandma Dongfang in front of me was not a religious man. Instead, even Abbot Lingche and Zen Master Lingzhen were afraid of the leader of the thieves, Dongfang Chang'e, the master of Miaoshou Hall!
When Henan Yin Xiaojing saw this, he was furious: "Dongfang Heng'e! Don't make a mistake! Do you know what a serious crime it is to attack and kill the people in the palace?!"
"Hehehe...Since you are involved in stealing doors, how can you not be familiar with the laws and regulations?"
After another burst of sinister laughter, Dongfang Heng'e's tone turned sinister and surly again, without any trace of sadness, "Among the five punishments, the worst is the worst. Loss of fame, ruin of crown. Special mark.
At the beginning of the chapter, I think it is a clear warning! There are ten types of things that are extremely evil, so they are called "Ten Evils":
The first is conspiracy, the second is conspiracy, the third is conspiracy, the fourth is evil rebellion, the fifth is dishonesty, the sixth is disrespect, the seventh is unfilial, the eighth is disharmony, the ninth is unrighteousness, and the tenth is civil strife. My old lady
The crime committed should fall within the ninth category of 'injustice'. However, what can the bird sense do to me? Hehehehe!"
After hearing this, Xiao Jing felt angry for a moment.
Zuo Shaoyin Chen Wanglu hurriedly stood up and scolded: "You stupid woman, you are so bold! To assassinate an important official of the state government is really a traitor. Duan Wuhou! Why don't you hurry up and capture this beast?!"
Duan Liuji, the Marquis of Wuhoupu in Ningrenfang, suddenly had a grimace on his face and was in a dilemma: Anyone with a discerning eye could see just now that this Dongfang grandma is really very powerful. Could he be someone who can be caught just by saying he is caught? However, Shangguan
He had no choice but to obey the order, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet, swipe his sword in vain, and signal the bad guards who were looking at each other to rush forward to capture Dongfang Chang'e.
Dongfang Heng'e smiled and did not put Duan Liuji in too much trouble. She waved several ghost sickles in an instant: "A bunch of useless snacks! How dare you draw a sword at my old lady?"
When the unscrupulous guards reacted, all the knives in their hands were broken from the mouth, and the foot they had just stepped out honestly retracted. The bolder ones only swallowed their saliva, and the timid ones just swallowed their saliva.
Some people felt a dampness and warmth in their clothes, which gradually turned cold, and they actually peeed on the spot.
Zen Master Lingzhen couldn't see it, but he stepped forward and said sternly: "Grandma Dongfang! You are also the master of a sect, how can you be so disgraceful, ignore the law and order, and hurt people so brazenly?! Even in the world, there is no one in the world.
Such lawless truth!"
Abbot Lingche also gave words of advice: "Brothers and sisters! Why do you have so much hatred that you would kill officials indiscriminately? It is unwise to go against the imperial court in this way..."
"Hmph! Killing indiscriminately?"
Dongfang Heng'e sneered again, "Zhang Che, Zhang Che! Open your donkey eyes and see clearly! It's this bird official who doesn't know whether he should be called Lu Chuntang or 'donkey idiot', who led others to kick him
I want to capture your eldest brother to serve in the army. If your eldest brother hadn't escaped over the wall in advance and hid in a graveyard outside the village all night, I'm afraid he would have been captured!
What's even more hateful is that this dog official tried to rape my eldest daughter-in-law when she saw her clothes in tatters and huddled in the inner room! If it weren't for the fact that my old lady kowtowed and begged, refused to give in, and was willing to serve as a slave...my new widow
How can my daughter-in-law survive if she is humiliated? Tell me, if she should be killed or not if she is a cruel and evil person like this?!"
"Deserve to be killed! If you misbehave as an official, you will become a slave to the villagers. Even if your bones are shattered and ashes are scattered, it is not a pity to die!"
Yang Chaoxi, on the other hand, was filled with indignation and said in peace. Then he changed the topic and said sarcastically, "It's just that the two thieves in this net not only entered the temple to steal the treasure, but also bit back and falsely accused them of being innocent. Grandma is protecting her shortcomings like this, so why should she make excuses?
rule!"
Dongfang Heng'e suddenly turned back, her face was covered with frost, and her pair of hanging eyes were terrifying. She stared at Yang Zhaoxi and Xiao Zhan beside her, and Fang Qidou, both of whom felt chills in their hearts. Suddenly she raised her head and laughed:
"Hahaha...cough! That's right, kid! It's my old lady who is in trouble...hehe!
The rivers and lakes bully the few and bully the weak, and whoever has the bigger fist is the right one! The old woman just hates this dog official, so what if she holds a grudge? If you don't avenge yourself, a gentleman won't do it either! The old woman just wants to kill her with her own hands.
After meeting this bird official, I feel happy! Hahaha!"
Chen Wanglu saw that Xiao Jing was trembling with anger, and Duan Liuji's bad guards were timid before fighting, so he had to wave his hands again, asking everyone to surround Lu Chuntang, who was groaning. He also drew his sword and looked at Dongfang Heng fiercely.
E, a look of caution.
As Dongfang Heng'e laughed loudly, the ghost sickle in her hand suddenly split into two. One was shot at Lu Chuntang's face, while the other was aimed at Yang Chaoxi's heart. Both blades were killing moves, leaving no room for maneuver!
Yang Chaoxi's hair grew taller and he stomped his feet and flew away! The Shadow Bearing Sword in his hand had long been blocked in front of him. But when he heard a "dang" sound, his right wrist was shocked to the point of numbness, and he couldn't help but secretly thought:
Where did this Dongfang grandma learn this strange skill? Not only is she incredibly strong, but her hidden weapons are also incredibly fast! Even the newly learned spinning throwing method, the square pegs thrown may not be as fast as this.
Spicy.
As soon as he thought about it, he looked sideways and saw that another ghost sickle was smashed open by Zen Master Lingzhen with his stick. However, the head of the stick was also cut off by the ghost sickle. The cut was flat and the tip was sharp, just like a short-handled spear.
"Lingzhen! I want to kill someone, how dare you stop me?!"
Dongfang Heng'e shouted angrily, and the ghost sickle in her hand changed into four handles again, and her body turned into a black mist, which surged and rushed towards Zen Master Lingzhen.
What's even more weird is that the black mist split into a small group halfway and attacked Yang Chaoxi's neck again. Yang Chaoxi's heart was shocked, and the long sword in his hand swung up without thinking, aiming at the two people who flashed out of the black mist.
The cold light was stabbed and raised, but only a sound was heard. The other cold light did not change its direction and still shot towards his neck!
At the moment of lightning and flint, Yang Chaoxi had no choice but to jump up and use his "Xuansi Soft Armor" to forcefully catch the blow from the ghost sickle. Although his life was not in danger, it still hurt his chest.
"Soft protective armor? This guy has some background!"
A strange color flashed across Dongfang Heng'e's eyes, and she immediately withdrew the ghost sickle and concentrated on fighting with Zen Master Lingzhen. The four ghost sickles were thrown out in turn, sometimes for close combat, sometimes for long-distance attack, and drew several lines of gray under the light.
The arc of the flutter was actually better than all the sharp weapons and blades that Yang Chaoxi had ever seen!
Zen Master Lingzhen took several spears and whistle sticks one after another, but they couldn't carry them for ten rounds, and were cut into several pieces by the ghost sickle. Yang Zhaoxi and others who were watching the battle couldn't help but think of the Ma Xiaoliu's potatoes beside the mountain road in the evening.
Come on.
Abbot Lingche saw that his junior brother was invincible, and immediately sighed and jumped out. The monk's robe was not blowing in the wind, but it was like a surging force!
Everyone was dumbfounded and stunned. They saw him flicking the sleeves of his robe and uprooting a green bamboo pole in the small courtyard. Then he waved his ten fingers continuously, spreading out a faint golden light, and his nails were like thin blades, and he quickly tore away the bamboo.
Cut off the roots and side branches. Cut the bamboo roots five or six feet up the bamboo trunk until they are slippery. As for the dense branches and leaves on the upper part, they are left intact. They are punched on the ground, about ten feet high, like a huge tree.
feather duster.
Abbot Lingche arrived with a bamboo, and immediately separated Zen Master Lingzhen and Dongfang Heng'e. Then there was a soft sound of "ding, ding, rustling", and the "feather duster" made of green bamboo was instantly chopped off.
Many branches and leaves fell down, covering everyone's heads and faces.
"You bastard Zhang Che! Do you want to stop my old lady from taking revenge?!"
Dongfang Heng'e was immediately furious, and the ghost sickle in her hand shook, and it actually turned into eight handles. The eight curved blades rushed towards her, spinning like a sheep's horn, and as fast as a meteor, and they immediately fought with the green bamboo. It's strange to say.
, the ghost sickle that was originally indestructible, when it cut the green bamboo to only nine feet, could no longer damage its branches!
And the green bamboo pole that had been shaved off all its branches and leaves actually showed a faint golden light! It collided with the ghost sickle that blew its hair and cut off its hair, and there were bursts of "ding-ding-ping-ping-ping" sounds, but it was the ghost sickle with eight handles.
The battle was evenly matched.
Dongfang Heng'e knew that this was the secret power of Shimen that released its powerful energy, but she didn't know how far the "Eight Realms of Shimen" had been cultivated by the Lingche abbot in front of her. Then there was a scream that made people shudder, but it seemed to have penetrated it.
There were several strange meridians and dark veins. His arms suddenly trembled, and a series of afterimages appeared from the wave of his palms, making it difficult to distinguish the true from the false.
The number of eight ghost scythes that were constantly being thrown around with both hands had increased several times. When he looked closely, he saw that his arms had also changed into several. It seemed that his body was motionless, but hundreds of thousands of arms were sprouting out of thin air around him.
Only withered hands!
Each withered hand wielded a ghost sickle, which was as fast as light and lightning, and had the same ghostly aura! Not only did it protect its vital points, it also beat Abbot Lingche back repeatedly, and was finally forced to a corner of the courtyard.
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"Thousand-Hand Avalokitesvara?!" Abbot Lingche couldn't help but exclaimed, the green bamboo in his hand had already fallen behind.
Dongfang Heng'e smiled ferociously: "Dogs know their stuff! But... it's too late! Now that I've used this method today, I'll take your dog's life first, and then I'll tell you the difference with the bird official! Hehehehe..."
Amid the sinister laughter, thousands of blades fired in unison! They looked like a swarm of locusts, swarming densely!
Abbot Lingche looked solemn and hurriedly threw the green bamboo out. Unexpectedly, the green bamboo was twisted by the ghost sickle into pieces all over the sky. Some of the pieces were tight and fell rustlingly, while some were soft.
, floating down one after another, falling on everyone's heads and bodies, with a thin layer, as if there had been a shower of snow.
Once the green bamboo was blocked, it was like a mantis using its arms as a cart, completely useless. Abbot Lingche took off his cassock again, shook it into a cloth shield, clasped his palms together in front of his chest, and shouted: "All appearances are false!"
The sound is solemn and thick, like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning. Under the stimulation of the "Sanskrit Sound Technique of the Ten Directions", eight sound waves overlap and vibrate, pushing out the cassock flatly!
The cassock immediately seemed to be blessed by the Buddha's light, encompassing hundreds and thousands of ghost sickles, but not a single ghost sickle was missed; not a single ghost sickle penetrated the cassock and hit Abbot Lingche.
Gang Qi and ghost Qi collided in one place, like water melting snow, like fire melting ice. In just half a breath, the cassock was wrapped in the ghost sickle, and fell to the ground with a clanking sound. A gust of night wind swept by, and the cassock was on the ground.
After opening it, everyone held up their lanterns and raised their fires. They all looked around, only to see that there were only two ghost sickles lying on the cassock!
On the other hand, both Dongfang Heng'e and Abbot Lingche froze, as if they had been struck by lightning. A line of blood had already fallen from the corners of Abbot Lingche's mouth, dyeing his silver whiskers crimson; while Dongfang Heng'e's face was even paler.
, there is a deathly aura lingering between the eyebrows, and I don’t know whether it is a human or a ghost...
At this moment, an angry voice suddenly sounded: "Grandma Dongfang! Today you are here alone. Do you want to save two disciples, or do you want to kill your enemy? You choose one!"
Dongfang Heng'e heard the words and looked over, only to see that Zen Master Lingzhen had found a sword and put it on the necks of Shusun Tong and Chun Yujing respectively. As long as her thoughts were slightly different, she could decide between them.
life and death.
For a moment, Dongfang Chang'e stood silently, her expression changed, and she actually hesitated.
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