What bad thoughts can a little snake have?

Chapter 87

Xue Qing was sent to a dungeon-like place by two Taoist priests.

The reason why it is called a special dungeon is probably that it is different from ordinary dungeons in that its cells are specially reinforced with magic barriers to prevent Xue Qing from escaping with demon power.

This time Ning Wuyang's preparations were not incomplete.

It was inevitable that Xue Qing wondered how long Ning Wuyang had been planning for this.

In the silent darkness of the cell, Xue Qing looked at his hands, the faint light from the window made his palms white and moist, as if they were also glowing.

He slowly tightened his hands.

At this moment, when everything was quiet, he really settled down to sort out these things.

Although he had gone through the experience of illusion before, even though he had greatly improved his cultivation level, how could it be possible for a real master to catch up after practicing in an illusion for many years?

This time Ning Wuyang searched for all capable Taoist priests, who not only hold heaven, material and earth treasures, high-level spells and magic weapons, but also have absolutely not low cultivation bases.

With Xue Qing alone, in front of these powerful Taoist priests, he really had no choice but to be taken advantage of.

Xue Qing looked at the dark dungeon in front of him, and could only tell whether it was day or night by the skylight shining through a small window.

In the dark and narrow cage engraved with spells, where should he get out?

There were also several Taoist priests stationed outside the prison, all of which made Xue Qing breathless.

After these twists and turns, I just feel exhausted physically and mentally.

Xue Qing found an open space and sat down.

I don't know how long I rested, but I just feel that time has slowed down here.

It's a pity that it was deathly with a gloomy silence. Xue Qing looked at the dust flying in the light, one by one like illusory fragments refracting the light.

Xue Qing just stared at the dust in a daze while thinking about how to get out.

Although the progress of the method currently thought out is about equal to nothing.

At this moment, Xue Qing heard footsteps.

Getting closer and clearer.

Someone is coming here.

Hearing several respectful greetings, Xue Qing knew who it was.

Why is Ning Wuyang here?

Did he change his mind and let him die?

Xue Qing secretly tightened his nerves, he thought, if Ning Wuyang really wanted to kill him in this prison with his own hands, then he would drag Ning Wuyang into the water no matter what.

Simply blew up the demon core and burned them all together.

He, Xue Qing, is not the only one who can be manipulated by others.

However, what appeared in front of Xue Qing was not Ning Wuyang as he had originally imagined, but Ning Wuyang's bodyguard - Yu Yi.

He didn't wear a bodyguard uniform as usual, but a black suit like casual clothes, which made his face calm and serious.

I don't know if it was because of the recurring leg injury, but Yu Yi's complexion was paler than usual, as if he had just recovered from a serious injury.

But what is even more surprising is that there is a bright red palm print on the right side of Yu Yi's face than when he saw it before.

It was reflected on his face majestically like this, but Yu Yi didn't seem to care about it.

Only the Taoist priest who saw him noticed the palm print on his face, and his eyes flickered, hiding his astonishment.

You don't need to think about it to know whose "masterpiece" the palm print on Yu Yi's face is.

He had long heard that Prince Ning's son was violent and perverse, but seeing him now, the rumors were indeed true.

They knew that Yu Yi's bodyguard had been by Shizi's side for many years, but he still beat and scolded him. It seemed that serving Prince Ning's son was no different from seeking skin from a tiger.

The Taoist priests at the gate of Yu Yichao ordered a few words, and the Taoist priests who were stationed at the gate retreated as they said.

Only Yu Yi and Xue Qing, who was observing Yu Yi, were left looking at each other through the iron fence engraved with charms.

Xue Qing: ...

Looking at Yu Yi outside the iron railing, Xue Qing fell into a rare silence.

Why is this scene so like "tears behind bars"?

In the silence, Yu Yi spoke first.

He stretched out his palm in front of Xue Qing through the iron railing, and handed Xue Qing a stone in his palm.

It is a picture stone.

But Xue Qing didn't know what Yu Yi's intention was, so he didn't take it.

"It was the master who asked me to pass it to you, saying that you must read the contents."

Yu Yi said, "There may be something in it that you want to know."

want to know...

Xue Qing looked at Yu Yi in front of him suspiciously.

Yu Yi was as motionless as a mountain and as steady as a tree, but the slap prints on his face were really bright and eye-catching.

Released the demon power to inspect the stone in Yu Yi's hand, and found that it was indeed just an ordinary photo stone.

The photo stone, as the name suggests, is a container for storing fragments just like the photo stone.

It's just that the phonograph stone stores sound, while the phonograph stone stores images.

Both of them are disposable instruments that lose their effectiveness after reading, that is, they can only be used once, and after losing their effectiveness, they become real ordinary stones.

Xue Qing still took the picture stone.

He tentatively injected a little mana, and a picture appeared before his eyes.

But when he saw the person in the picture, Xue Qing, who was still casually curious, froze.

The person in the picture is the disappeared Fa Hai.

Among the pitch-black jungle with teeth and claws, the tall monk moved his fingers slightly and chanted a mantra in his lips.

The night wind blew his monk robe flutteringly.

With a flash of golden light, pure gold mana flowed out from the fingertips like a torrent of water.

Fa Hai's mana is pure and warm, Xue Qing always thinks so.

However, at this moment, this pure gold mana indeed carried a raging killing intent.

Even though he was outside the screen, Xue Qing seemed to be able to feel the murderous aura rushing towards his face.

Fa Hai's mana has been gentle to him for so long that he almost forgot that Fa Hai, an eminent monk of Lingyin Temple, practiced the pure Zhiyang Kung Fu.

A body of mana can not only save lives and heal the wounded, but also kill demons and demons.

Kill all evil spirits.

That magic power is like a galloping golden dragon, slashing forward vigorously. The pure gold edge seems to be comparable to the light of the sun, as if it can illuminate the long night here together.

But at the moment when it was illuminated, Xue Qing suffocated for breath.

Where the mana is directed, it is a demon.

I couldn't tell what kind of monster it was, but the incomplete body of the monster was undoubtedly telling Xue Qing that it was a monster.

A real monster.

The mana is so fast, it's like a sharp arrow shooting out of the heart.

In an instant, the demon body ignited a huge flame.

The photo stone can only see the picture, but cannot hear the sound.

But when seeing the monster igniting flames, Xue Qing seemed to be able to hear the monster's painful wailing.

Tragic can hit the soul directly.

The night was so dark that only the faint moonlight barely illuminated the monk's face.

The picture moved slightly, and the jade-faced monk who had been cold-faced from the beginning to the end slowly walked forward a few steps, and the burning and rolling flames were close at hand.

With the frantic flickering flames, the monk's face became a little clearer.

Now I can finally see it more clearly.

The ruthless phoenix eyes from the beginning to the end, the bright cinnabar mole between the eyebrows.

He is like Shura climbing up from the ground.

Xue Qing couldn't help holding his breath.

Those ruthless eyes coldly set their eyes on the burnt fire, as if they were watching a play that had nothing to do with them.

In the next second, those phoenix eyes seemed to have discovered something, and they looked straight at the center of the screen.

It's like looking at someone outside the picture through the picture of the photo stone.

Was discovered.

Xue Qing:!

He was frightened by this sudden "look at each other" and took a step back.

The picture of the Photo Stone came to an end right here, and went out in an instant.

But Xue Qing was sweating coldly, and even lost his breath.

Even though the picture of the photo stone was over, Xue Qing spent several seconds to calm down his chaotic heartbeat.

The Fa Hai in the picture is too strange.

Having been with Fa Hai for a long time, he almost forgot that Fa Hai was originally a demon-subduing person.

However, what is the purpose of Ning Wuyang letting Yu Yi show him such a picture?

Xue Qing looked at Yu Yi who had been silent by the side.

Only then did Yu Yi take out another phonograph stone, this time without Xue Qing, he opened the phonograph stone with a spell.

Ning Wuyang's voice came from inside.

Mocking, malicious.

"How about it, did you see it? You are a demon, do you think Fahai will come to save you?"

He seemed to be certain of how he felt after seeing this picture.

"But you'll be able to see Fa Hai soon."

"It's just that he will finish you himself when the time comes."

Ning Wuyang's malice was so blatantly exposed in the sky, without any concealment.

His purpose was far more than simply putting him to death for that evil demon he used to replace others. He also wanted... and wanted Fa Hai to kill him himself in the name of eliminating demons and punishing evil.

How vicious...!

And Ning Wuyang always told him all the dangers and deaths that would happen in a cat-and-mouse manner, aloof, just to see him terrified and tortured himself in this claustrophobic cell before his imminent death.

Not paying attention to Xue Qing's expression, Yu Yi said after using the phonograph stone: "This is what the master asked me to pass on."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left, like a loyal dog who left after completing the task assigned by his master.

Xue Qing was left alone.

Xue Qing's chest heaved and heaved violently several times before the pent-up qi in his chest dissipated.

He pursed his lips, turned around and looked at the dwindling skylight filtering through the window.

It's getting dark.

The side of Fa Hai in the previous picture really frightened him, but after that, what he saw was something else.

He couldn't help but notice Fa Hai's much thinner figure, the burn mark on his raised arm, and the cinnabar mole between his brows that seemed to be burning.

What happened?

What is Fa Hai going to do as a last resort?

In the dimmed light, Xue Qing squatted down slowly and hugged herself.

Late at night, the dew was heavy, and the monks walked slowly through the forest.

The grassy leaves stained his monk's robe with a little damp.

There was a rustling sound when the feet stepped on the ground.

The back mountain of Lingyin Temple is covered with many demon bones that were buried at unknown times.

Fa Hai walked through the forest alone.

Passing through the place where the demons had been completely burned, and passing through the huge stone altar that had been idle for a long time in the forest, he came to the Sansheng Stone.

The Sansheng Stone is covered with moss, and it seems that no one has visited it for a long time.

The three stones stand quietly, engraved with "past life", "present life" and "future life" respectively, as if they have been watching quietly for thousands of years.

The tall monk stopped in front of the Sansheng Stone.

He bent down and gently pushed aside the weeds covering the stone.

The stone was covered with moss, and Fahai searched for a long time before finally finding vague traces on this "afterlife" stone.

Because of the wind and sun and the passage of time, the scratch has been eroded beyond recognition.

You have to rub it with your fingers carefully to feel the depth of the engraving.

Ao... Qing...

land……

Fahai's eyes lowered, he held up his right hand, touched the fingertips of the other hand, and bright red blood oozed from the fingertips, and the golden mana flowed faintly in the blood like quicksand.

With his back that was always straight and never bent, Fa Hai moved his fingertips and carved on the Sansheng Stone bit by bit.

Fahai of Lingyin Temple, on a starless night, carved the name of his beloved with blood on the Sansheng Stone.

One stroke at a time is extremely precious.

Until the last stroke fell, Fa Hai stood up, and his body even shook a bit because of his unstable figure.

Fa Hai looked at his palm, which had burnt marks.

According to legend, the fire lotus, the most precious flame, was adopted by a great power, and no one has grown in the world since then.

No one knew that the fire lotus was taken away by the abbot of Lingyin Temple, Jing Xuancai, and then the flaming fire lotus was forced into Fa Hai's eyebrow.

He still remembered the pain that burned his body like a fire that day, but in the endless toss and struggle, he saw Jingxuan who was always watching him from the side.

Fire lotus forging bones is more like breaking bones and reshaping them in the flames. It is not painless.

At this time, the only audience watched the scene of him writhing in pain with interest, and the pupils danced with the reflected firelight, which was frenzy.

It's like watching a work that is about to be shown.

With the lone moon hanging high, Fa Hai walked back to his meditation room alone, step by step.

As soon as he entered his courtyard, Fa Hai stopped in his tracks.

There is a person waiting for him outside the meditation room.

Fa Hai's footsteps paused, and he walked forward again, "Brother."

It was Huiyuan who was at the door of his meditation room.

"Why did you go out late at night?"

Huiyuan asked Fa Hai in front of him.

But Fahai didn't answer Huiyuan, but just opened the door.

"Brother, have you finished your trip this time?"

If he remembers correctly, Huiyuan has been traveling for many days, saying that he wants to save the world.

Huiyuan just came back today.

Huiyuan entered the room, and Fahai locked the door behind him.

"I heard that Master was out of seclusion, and I happened to travel nearby, so I rushed back." Huiyuan sat down very familiarly, "I heard that you killed that evil monster?"

Recently, the alienation scenes of monsters are much more frequent than in the past. Could it be that something terrible is going to happen in Qiantang City recently?

Huiyuan had heard a long time ago that a berserk demon broke into the back mountain of Lingyin Temple yesterday. He couldn't control the demon power in the back mountain and hurt many monks in the temple. In the end, the abbot asked Fa Hai to go and deal with it himself.

This monster's mind has been completely demonized and cannot be controlled. If it stays, it will only hurt more people, so Fa Hai can only incinerate it with his own real fire in the end.

"Ah."

Fa Hai responded lightly.

Huiyuan carefully looked at his junior brother whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and felt that his junior brother had become a little different than before.

It's hard to say what's different, it's not just that the person has lost a little weight, but more...

It seems to have fallen into the mortal world from the top of a thousand-ren high mountain.

What would cause such a change in a monk?

Could it be that the junior brother finally has someone he cares about?

With someone you care about, you will have a fetter with the world, and you can no longer simply wander in the world.

However, probably because he thought too much, Huiyuan felt ridiculous for his sudden wonderful guess.

Really think about it, this is too bizarre.

A monk is supposed to restrain himself physically and mentally with a hundred precepts, not to mention his junior brother Fa Hai who has always been strict with him.

Huiyuan just finished laughing secretly in his heart, and when he raised his head, he met the eyes of his younger brother who was looking over.

Then he heard his always cold-hearted junior brother say: "Senior brother, I want to return to vulgarity."

"Return to vulgarity..." Huiyuan drank the tea in the cup without paying much attention.

If you return to the vulgar, you can return to the vulgar, but there is a process.

After all, there are not no people in Lingyin Temple who have returned from monks to ordinary people, and it is in the heart to ask the Buddha.

Everything cannot be forced, and the same is true for Buddhist affairs.

but……

"Wait? Cough——" Huiyuan, who had reacted, was choked by the water that hadn't been swallowed and coughed violently twice. He looked at Fahai with a calm face, "You said you want to return to vulgarity?"

Did he hallucinate?Did this really come from his junior brother's mouth?

But Fahai's usually cold face was rarely serious.

"I'll be leaving soon."

The phoenix eyes drooped slightly, like a patch of pitch-black wings, casting shadows under the indoor light.

Huiyuan felt that everything was unbelievable like a dream until he left. Fa Hai asked him to keep it a secret, so he also hid it in his heart and dared not reveal it.

However, he couldn't help thinking, what kind of person is it that has such a great ability to pull a high-ranking monk into the world of mortals.

"By the way, tomorrow I'm going to Qiantang City to deal with that evil monster that hurt people. I'll go with you."

Huiyuan said.

Ning Shizi sent a message, saying that the demon who harmed people in Qiantang City has been caught recently, and will be dealt with in the city tomorrow.

He indicated that monks from Lingyin Temple were needed to personally subdue the demons.

In addition, Ning Wuyang also emphasized that Fa Hai should come forward to subdue the demon.

Such a tough attitude is really puzzling.

After Huiyuan left, the light in the meditation room seemed to dim a little.

Fahai sat alone, his eyes were narrow and narrow, and it was difficult to distinguish his emotions.

Glancing at the exercise book on the table, the one that Jingxuan handed him before, Fa Hai turned around and finally flashed obvious emotions in his eyes.

A hint of sarcasm.

Fa Hai didn't leave any more time for this exercise book, so Fa Hai threw the exercise book aside.

On the surface, this exercise seems to suppress the pure yang mana on his body to prevent the mana from reversing, but in fact it suppresses his own mana together, refines it, and then pours it into the Buddha bone.

Using his body as a container, use his mana as material to nourish the Buddha bones in his body.

Fahai now has not much mana remaining in his body.

He had to recover his mana in a short time, because when he came back from this trip, there was not only one thing he wanted to do.

Qingqing... Qingqing...

He whispered the name in his mind.

This time, he won't keep him waiting too long.

Xue Qing felt bored in this cell.

He also didn't know if it was true that Ning Wuyang said that Fa Hai would come to personally deal with him tomorrow, or if he was just trying to scare him.

If Fa Hai would come, he would be a little more happy.

In that case, he could finally see Fa Hai.

Xue Qing was so ridiculous at his own thought that he even chuckled softly.

He only laughed a few times before he felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

He covered his face with his hands, and lowered the corners of his mouth that had been slightly opened in front of him.

In this dungeon, he is not without gains.

The Taoist guarding near the dungeon seemed to have concluded that he would surely die, and he was very relieved of his guards.

Xue Qing usually couldn't see their figures through the iron railings, only occasionally an old Taoist priest would come to the door to take a look around and walk through the scene.

In the quiet environment, the bored Xue Qing could only focus on some small movements, as if his hearing became more sensitive because of it.

He could hear the two Taoist priests talking in a low voice.

"You said that tomorrow Fa Hai from Lingyin Temple will personally kill the demon?"

"Fa Hai, is it really him? Didn't you say that he ran away with the demon? Why did Ning Shizi let him come to subdue the demon?"

"It's strange to say, do you know the relationship between the old prince and that Lu Xiang?"

Lu Xiang?

Xue Qing, who had been paying attention to the movement, keenly caught the key words. He leaned against the wall and listened more carefully.

"Lu Xiang? The one you are talking about..."

"Someone in my family is an official in the court, and it is said that the current old prince also participated in the Lu Xiang incident at that time."

"Is this true?"

"I don't know if it's true or not, but I just think it's embarrassing for Lu Xiang's son to be driven by the prince after he became a monk in the temple..."

"Shhh, it's better not to say such a thing, be careful that the knife will fall on us."

"Go eat first, after standing for a day, my skin is wrinkled..."

The conversation behind was getting farther and farther away, and it became even more inaudible. It seemed that the Taoist priest guarding him had gone far away.

Your Majesty, Prime Minister Lu.

There is also Jingxuan, the abbot of Lingyin Temple.

Fa Hai's life experience seems to be not as simple as imagined.

Xue Qing frowned.

Fa Hai went back to the temple this time, saying that there was a reason for the trip, but Xue Qing had only guessed that it was related to the abbot Jingxuan.

Thinking about it now, why did Jingxuan just happen to save Fa Hai when Lu Xiang's family ransacked and beheaded?

Is it really just as Jingxuan said, just seeing that Fahai is deeply connected with Buddha, so he begged to save his life?

It's just that when the old prince was connected with the case of Lu Xiang's family, everything became strange.

Xue Qing frowned while thinking, and suddenly felt heat in his waist.

It is a phoenix jade pendant that has been like an ordinary jade pendant since it came out of the illusion.

At this time, it suddenly became hot and hot.

Xue Qing endured the heat and picked up the jade pendant, only to see that the jade pendant was glowing red, which was particularly obvious in the dark cell.