Suddenly, a drop of blood on his forehead rolled down and covered his eyelashes, and it was about to flow into his eyes. When Qu Yong brushed it conveniently, it was erased. Such a small move suddenly made him like a lightning strike.
"If the blood bead is erased, there will be no white. This is very simple, and so on. What if it is old?"
"I don’t understand" QuYong shouted at Tianyi Road corpse avenue "Master, I don’t understand that there is indeed a picture of an old riding a green cow crossing the valley. I understand it"
Somehow, in Qu Yong’s eyes, there seems to be a smile on the corners of his mouth, and he seems to say to Qu Yong, "Being original, I believe you will understand that you are talented and you will understand."
"Master, there is an old man, but he is old and gone, riding a green cow and leaving everything. There is no old man, green cow and old man have left the valley of letters. What is the point? Everything is gone and white."
These words are mysterious, but the truth is very simple when you think about it. It’s so old to ride a green cow and cross a picture. How can you be old when you’re old? It’s white when you’re gone.
"Taoist priest, I can say yes. I know your way is profound, but I have touched a crack in the door." Qu Yong pleaded, "I beg you to close your eyes and rest in peace. I really don’t want you to work so hard."
After he finished, he knocked on a head and looked up again. As soon as the road was closed, he really died.
What is he saying? Is Qu Yong right? No one knows for ever and ever. Will Qu Yong take the same path as him? Will he take the same path?
"Master, I’ll settle you here first. I’ll take revenge and kill them first. You pay homage."
He carefully put Tianyi Road in the back of the temple, took off his clothes, covered it, and then ran out without looking back, trying to get revenge from the three men, Hideki Watanabe. "They must have just entered that room, and the red guest broke his arm and bled all the way to the palace, and the master will not live long. With Hideki Watanabe, he never imagined that I would suddenly appear and let me succeed in one move, and their department would die."
Qu Yong was really carried away by hatred. He broke into the house and soon saw the hanging picture scroll, revealing a dark hole. Obviously, Sakurai Naiyue didn’t let it go after he went in.
The tunnel was dark and wet. Qu Yong touched it with blood, bright red, and blood flowed all the way to the tunnel. He followed the blood to the hall.
Qu Yong is obviously much more careful than Sakurai Naiyue. His careful steps also make the secret skill of Ninjutsu Turtle hide his breath to the extreme, in order to avoid being noticed by the guests in red.
"Why didn’t it ring? Aren’t they here?"
He pushed a crack in the door and looked inside. There was a pot of hot pot, and the hot oil in it was still hot and fragrant.
"Where are you?"
No one, no body, really nothing.
"Where did they go? Did I just see it blindsided or"
Qu Yong searched carefully again and found that whatever he got could be dejected and walked back. No matter what he did, he had to settle down the body of Tianyi Road first. If he didn’t meet the red guest, it would be difficult for them to take revenge again. It seems that they have to go back to China first and then find a way.
When he walked back to the temple, his feet had just stepped into the door, and he was cold as if he were immobilized by law.
Seeing that the floor of the temple is clean and flat, it seems to be as clean and smooth as a mirror. Not long ago, the three masters decided to stay in a bumpy battle and disappeared. There is also a mystery in the temple, which is a good black star wood, with incense tablets and yellow curtains hanging on both sides. Here, instead of seeing the slightest trace of fighting, it is brand-new as if it had just been built.
"I can’t go out of the place. What happened here when I went out, master’s body?" He ran wildly before he ran in a few steps, and his face changed like a ghost and exclaimed, "Who are you?"
I don’t know when there is a man in front of him. He is wearing a shabby middle-earth robe. His birthday boy has ebony hair pins and long eyebrows. He looks at Qu Yong with a big face and a long face. "Ayong, what’s wrong with you?"
Qu Yong’s cold heart seems to have fallen into the abyss. This smile, this discourse and this strange and calm temple seem to have suddenly turned into a dark and mysterious ghost domain in his eyes.
The man is still saying "Ayong"
"Master" Qu Yong can see very clearly that this person’s theory is to defeat the expression, tone, appearance and figure, which is exactly the same as the one he saw in the deep valley of Suze Mountain that day. "How can people be resurrected after death?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" That’s very much like an old man with a loving face. Hehe smiled. "Who died?"
"Master, you weren’t just now." Qu Yong suddenly felt his belt and clearly felt that the bronze mask was still there. He put the meat on his waist without putting it in his pocket. "You’re not a master. Who are you, my master’s body?"
"Ayong, you must be crazy. How do you say such nonsense?" That old man frowned like Tianyi. "What body did you curse for being original and dying early?"
Qu Yong lost his mind and said, "You’re not you’re not you’re not my teacher."
At last, the man who is as experienced as Tianyi said, "You and being original only met by chance. Being original didn’t accept you, and you will always call for being original."
"you"
"Being original, you’re crazy." That’s like an old man saying, "Give the bronze mask back to being original and go."
"You want this bronze mask" QuYong eyebrows a pick way "this mask is my teacher gave me who also don’t want to take away"
Like an old man in Tianyi, "It’s crazy to treat you like you stole the mask of being original and now you say these nonsense."
"I stole the mask."
"You don’t have to say any more. Hand over the bronze mask."
