Xing Zhen sneered and shot violently. When he fought with the old monk just now, it was like a different person. A light smoke swept quickly.

Xing Zhen's figure was side by side with the female ghost opposite, and turned around and swept across the first punch. The female ghost did not see the young man's figure clearly, so she flew horizontally to the sole of Zhang Rou's feet.

Four punches were successively released, and four female ghosts flew across one after another. None of them was the enemy of Xing Zhen's one punch. Xing Zhen flew backwards and then added punches one after another.

The old monk was shocked by the sound of ping-pong. Xing Zhen and Zhang Rou easily knocked down the five-headed female ghosts. Then they helped the Golden Armored Lishi solve other monks.

The abbot's old monk was extremely frightened and saw Xing Zhen staring at the controlled ghost baby. This action scared the three people's souls.

Chen Gouping's women could no longer hold back and appeared together and shouted in unison: Brother Xingzhen showed mercy.

Chen Rou's face was pale and her whole body was trembling. She gently pulled the corner of Xing Zhen's clothes and muttered in a low voice: Please, Mr.

At this moment, the black earrings that the puppy grabbed flashed for the second time. The water curtain in the air was like glass shattering, scattered and disappeared in the air.

Chen Gouping's complexion changed drastically: No, the ban just now deceived you and me, and now the sun is already high and the wind is blowing.

Indeed, the sunlight shone directly in after the water curtain was broken, and the warm spring breeze entered in the eyes of ordinary people.

The weak female ghost who was beaten down by Xing Zhen instantly made a sizzling sound. Soon after, it was blown away by the strong wind, and both body and spirit were destroyed.

Seeing that things were not good, Chen Gouping was powerless to turn things around. He quietly retreated with Chen Du.

Xing Zhen bent over to persuade Chen Rou who was in pain and limp: Just follow the changes, Guiying has done too many wrong things. Although it was manipulated by others, he still did it with his own hands.

Moreover, the current ghost babies have their own consciousness and like to follow the old monk to kill. If you do something wrong, you will be punished. This is an indisputable fact.

Have you ever thought about the ordinary people who were killed by ghost babies? Will their relatives be sad? Who would want to see their relatives disappear suddenly?

Chen Rou forced herself to hold back the ups and downs in her heart while resisting the ups and downs in her heart. She said tremblingly: The little girl understood the young master's intention and rushed to this side. She arrived in an instant, standing between Xing Zhen and the old monk, separated the two.

Zheng really didn't understand why, so he asked: What do you mean?

The pilgrims talk: The master saves the suffering and the suffering, and the master is compassionate for us to subdue demons and eliminate demons.

You evil person is not allowed to commit murder. This is a major Buddhist place and you cannot tolerate any mischief.

Xing Zhen finally understood that in the eyes of the pilgrims, the old monk is a good man, and the Xing Zhen is a bad man. Therefore, he explained: The evil ghost is raised by the old abbot, the monk is a fake monk, and the novice monk is a fake monk. Do you still want to stop me?

You fart, you talk nonsense, you speak nonsense. The old abbot is a capable man and a stranger who eliminates demons. How could he raise evil spirits?

If you kill innocent people, your evil ones will complain first. You plan to cover up the truth and falsely accuse the masters of Ping'an Temple.

Looking at a kind young man, why did he cruelly kill so many monks? If you do such evil things in Buddhism, you will be punished.

Obviously, the pilgrims didn't buy it and couldn't listen to Xing Zhen's defense at all. They subjectively believed that this young man was a villain and a murderous devil.

The more people talked, the more atmosphere became, and the more intense the words became. All kinds of dirty words were spoken one after another, and it was as ugly as it was.

If it weren't for the monk whose head was blown up on the ground, or the monk whose body was smashed, they died like miserable and terrifying, shocking everyone. Otherwise, these pilgrims, both men, women, young and old, would have wanted to swallow Xing Zhen alive immediately.

The old abbot who didn't want to die also spoke at this time: You can't kill me, and the public opinion cannot be violated. If you kill me, you will be a villain and destroy your reputation as a young hero.

Xing Zhen was in a dilemma, not afraid of reputation. What he was even more worried about was that these pilgrims were sad, although they were ignorant, but they had no mistakes. For a moment, they stood there and didn't know how to make a choice.

The little New Year, holding the scalper, appeared here at some point. It changed the cynicism of the past and replaced it with a serious look.

Isn’t it not to follow the crowd? It’s OK to be right, but what if it’s wrong? Should we also follow the public?

You are dull but not stupid, can you figure it out. Worry about the pilgrims being sad? But if you leave the old abbot, the pilgrims will suffer more and more painful things.

Now that the pilgrims are temporarily sad, they will live a peaceful life in the future.

The knot in your heart is nothing more than these two kinds. Oh, no, there is another one. Is it because I am afraid of being criticized? You have to measure it yourself. Is it important to be famous or good?

After Xiaonian finished speaking, she stopped talking and leaned against the scalpers and looked up at the sky, as if she was not concerned about her own affairs.

Xing Zhen thought for a long time, and in the puzzled eyes of many pilgrims, he picked up the heavy sword that was inserted on the ground, wiped it clean, and then turned it back behind him.

He faced the many pilgrims silently, bowed and bowed deeply.

The next boy suddenly exerted force on his legs, jumped high and swept forward quickly. In an instant, he jumped over everyone's heads and landed in front of the old monk.

A short black knife slashed quickly and decisively, cutting the old abbot's neck with a sniff.

Xing Zhen turned around and looked at the pilgrims coldly, scaring them away from the action of stopping them. Then he quickly picked up the staff and fumbled on the old abbot.

Just as the pilgrims were stunned, the figures of two people, one cow and one dog, gradually faded away until they disappeared from sight.
Chapter completed!