Hibiscus Moon

Chapter 160

Nanpu's eyes moved slightly, and he was fixed on looking at him.

The Buddhist hall was dead silent, and the faint fragrance of the Buddha seemed to be far away. Everything in the world is nothing but the myriad illusions in the mouth of the Buddha.

Nanpu actually smiled slightly, his eyes were dark and heartless.

Ying Tianchang's complexion changed, and he suddenly retracted his fingers, but the blood overflowing from Nanpu's mouth had already flowed to his fingers.

"Open your mouth! Open your mouth!"

Ying Tianchang ordered in a low voice, squeezed his chin with his fingers, and shouted in a creepy voice: "You dare to take poison! Who gave you the poison?"

Nan Pu kept looking at him, with a warm smile on the corner of Yin Hong's mouth, and at the moment Ying Tianchang panicked, he grabbed the blue bottle and turned it down. . .

Ying Tianchang was startled slightly, and let go of his hand.

The blue liquid melted into the soil without floor tiles in an instant, without a trace, like a hope that never existed.

He stared blankly at Nanpu, seeing the blood on the corner of his mouth winding, seeing his cold smile, seeing his heartlessness, he felt a big hand crushing his heart severely.

Nanpu's complexion was extremely pale, but the smile never faded, and then slowly faded away, his eyes turned dead.

Ying Tianchang took a few steps back, looked at him coldly, suddenly felt that this person was so strange, so strange that he couldn't feel his own heartbeat.

"If you want to die, then die."

His voice was icy and cold, and he didn't have the slightest emotion anymore. He felt that his heart was dead, he couldn't feel pain, he was heartless and ruthless. Is that how he felt?

Is this the way to get rid of it?

He turned around in a trance, turned his back to the golden Buddha in the cigarette smoke, and walked out of the gate with weak steps.

Abandon everything behind you and escape from love|love.There is no limit to the sea of ​​bitterness, and you will be right when you turn back.

Inside the huge Buddha Hall, it was so empty that there was no one there. The monks bowed their heads and clasped their hands together, saving a period of fruitless love and hatred in the world of mortals.

"Amitabha"

Wuchen walked over to pick up the empty bottle, and suddenly stopped when he raised his hand. He raised his eyes and saw Ying Tianchang with a cold face.

"The world of mortals is broken, why did the benefactor go and come back again?" Wu Chen asked.

"Although the world of mortals has been broken, the obsession has not dissipated."

"What does the benefactor want?"

"Please trouble Master to prepare a side room for me. It needs to be quiet and undisturbed. It is a big favor owed by Xiangsilou to Nanhua Temple."

Wuchen glanced at Nanpu, whose eyes were closed tightly, and still breathed a sigh of relief: "The world of mortals always causes troubles, benefactor, please follow me."

Ying Tianchang picked up Nanpu and followed him. He has a slender figure and broad shoulders. When he looks at people, he always has an invisible sense of oppression. At this moment, his back looks a little desolate.

He stayed in the meditation room of Nanhua Temple for nine days and nights, during which time people from the Xiangsi Building occasionally came and went, nine days later, Ying Tianchang left, but there was one sight missing.

When Wuxin led people into the meditation room, he suddenly met a pair of cold eyes, and couldn't help being surprised.

Not only did Nan Pu come back to life, but his aura around him was unprecedentedly oppressive, his eyes were fierce, as if he was a different person, and what was even more astonishing was that his left eye was a deep blue, like ice blue. The sea water, the teardrops of sharks.

It was the missing eye of Ying Tianchang.

Wuxin made a Buddha's name: "Is the donor in good health?"

Nanpu's cold eyes glanced around, Wuxin felt as if he was being scrutinized by a cold-blooded monster, a coldness burst out of his body, he couldn't help thinking, what kind of monsters are in this mysterious Acacia Building!

Nanpu's eyes fell on a row of verses on the wall:

No Bodhi tree, nor stand mirror.

There is nothing, where can the dust be.

Wu Xin followed his gaze, for some reason, what flashed in his heart was Ying Tianchang's tired face when he left.The Buddha taught the Amitabha Sutra, cutting off emotions and desires, and cutting off the world of mortals is the real practice.And this Nanpu is heartless and ruthless, but can cause such a jolt in the world of mortals, is what the Buddha said right or wrong?

He has no roots of wisdom, and the general staff cannot understand these Buddhist principles or the world of mortals, and he doesn't understand any great wisdom. He only loves martial arts and listens to the words of the elder brother Wuchen. What is the taste of the world of mortals.

Nan Pu stared at the gatha for a while, then suddenly turned around and drew his sword, the sword energy flashed coldly, the row of gatha was cut in two, then put the sword back into its sheath, and left without saying a word.

In the direction he was going, the leaves of the Bodhi tree were falling, and the dust disturbed him.

"I let you go, I will let you go after all!"

Ying Tianchang's deep words sounded in his ear: "From the end of the world, you and I will have nothing to do with each other. Everything you love, hate, and care about will return to dust. You are nothing but a heartless walking dead! Even if you regret it, This is the real heartbroken, life is worse than death!"

He thought, as long as he leaves the Acacia Building, what about the walking dead?

Until he saw his own appearance again, he finally knew where Ying Tianchang's other eye went, he was only slightly taken aback, he had no anger, no sorrow, he was abandoned by the whole world of mortals.

He roams the rivers and lakes, his only pleasure is to kill people, bad people, good people, he kills those who have a miserable fate but are still struggling.

Since living is so painful, why not die to be free?

Later, someone told him that Brahmin is a place that trains and recruits killers, where you can enjoy the fun of killing to the fullest, and you will be a real killer.

He asked, "How to find a Brahman?"

The man smiled slightly: "I can take you there."

"I can be a killer, but I need freedom, kill as much as I want, and leave as much as I want."

"it is good."

So he went to Brahmin, a place where only beasts can stay, there is no emotion, only killing, he thinks that is the most suitable place for him.

He killed many people. The person who brought him to the Brahmin is the head of the Brahmin. The head of the Brahmin will kill anyone. He is cold-blooded and ruthless. He has never missed. The head of the door always praises: Nampo, you are a born killer."

His name was Nan Pu, and he later changed his name to Luo Yi, and he was the number one killer among Brahmins.

The sect master felt that his asymmetrical eyes were too conspicuous, so he sent someone to find a black and thin thing, as long as it was pasted on the surface of the eyeball, it could cover the eye that was not his.

However, he was recognized in an assassination, not by his eyes, not by his face, the man whose chest was pierced by his sword recognized him only by his smell, the eyes he looked at him were still fanatical and bloodthirsty, Like a beast smelling blood.

"Nampo, you're back!"

Nan Pu withdrew his long sword expressionlessly, blood splashing all over the ground.

Prince Rui fell into a pool of blood, his eyes were still fixed on him, with a strange smile on his face: "You finally came to kill me."

Nanpu didn't understand that no one in this world wanted to die, including himself who was heartless and heartless.

Prince Rui smiled and said, "I have thought about many ways to die, but the most I hope is to die in your hands, Nanpu, my Mengchu." His voice was so gentle, like a lover's whisper, deep affection can drown people, the eyes in his eyes There is no end to the frenzy.

The sword that Nan Pu raised again paused.

This earthly love | lust, love and hate can make people so ugly and twisted.

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