When the cars at six places drove to the battlefield, it was already dark. The setting sun came from the middle of the two valleys, shining on the yellow sand, with bloody light. The peaks on both sides were full of fire, and the pungent smoke was still rising, but the forest was quiet, without a sound - no sound of a living person.

Zhou Yiwen got out of the car and closed the car door heavily. He could not see any expression on his cheeks as innocent and cute as a child.

"What's wrong here?" asked Miss Aqi in confusion.

Zhou Yiwen subconsciously rubbed his leather shoes on the sand and said, "I don't know, Yi Tianxing should have come here with the Lin father and daughter hostage, but now he should have run away."

"Are you want to be wanted?" Aqi asked formulaicly.

Zhou Yiwen hurriedly stopped him, "No!" Then he looked at Aqi's puzzled look, smiled and laughed and said, "You also know that Yi Tianxing is not a mortal, so we can find it ourselves."

Aqi squatted down, dug out several shells from the sand, and exclaimed: "There are shells here." He held them in his palm and looked carefully, and found that they were all heavy firepower. "67, 81, my god, they are all 7.62mm machine gun bullets... There is also a Type 88 bullet here... What? Armor-piercing bullets? Could anyone bring all the modified heavy snipers?"

The little girl jumped up from the ground and looked at Director Zhou and said in surprise: "Director, this is simply a small battlefield... there is still blood there." She leaned her ears slightly and listened: "There should be many dead people in the mountains and forests."

Zhou Yiwen's eyes swept around the battlefield, and finally sighed disappointedly: "You get in the car first."

Aqi asked in confusion: "Don't you report such a big thing upward?"

"I have the power to be arbitrary, and the rules of the six departments should be written very clearly." Zhou Yiwen stared at her eyes and said word by word: "Get into the car and wait for me."

After Aqi got into the car, Zhou Yiwen seemed to be walking casually on the battlefield, gently crushing every piece of sand on the ground, suddenly stopped, squatted down, and took out a strange metal sequin from the sand. It was the fairy sword that Elder Qingjingtian had broken by Yi Tianxing.

After a strange silence for a while, he took out the gray-black intercom from his waist, calmed his mood a little, twisted the second round button on it, adjusted to a secret frequency in a radio noise, and put it on his lips and said softly.

"The mission failed, he is still alive."

The other end of the dialogue was silent for a long time before responding slowly, the voice seemed very old and powerful: "The power of the government is strictly prohibited from joining the extraordinary struggle without being forced or authorized. This is one of the six major principles set by the year. You violated this principle and did not have formal authorization... I wish you can handle this matter properly."

After saying this, the other side of the conversation fell into silence without waiting for Zhou Yiwen to answer.

Zhou Yiwen held the dialogue, smiled nervously, and suddenly roared, throwing the dialogue deeply into the sand.

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After standing silently for a long time, he suddenly began to dig up the sand again. After digging for a long time, he dug out the dialogue again, took a few shots, and began to issue an order: "The relevant personnel of the six departments obey the orders, and Yi Tianxing, an extra-staff member of the department... was attacked by unknown forces and should return to the provincial capital at this time. If he is injured, he will provide convenience and assistance. After seeing the person, contact me quickly."

The bullet shells all over the valley, the blood stains all over the sand, the lifeless dozens of corpses in the forest, and the Elder Qingjingtian whose breath disappeared without a trace - fully proved how terrible the person he wanted to deal with was.

Since you can't deal with it, you have to show it in advance. Whether the other party believes it or not, this attitude must be made, and you only hope it can affect the other party's judgment.

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In the dream, Chen Sanxing was chopping red potato leaves with a large knife. In the gray stone nest, the half-broken green red potato leaves were mixed with some bran, and was about to send them to the pigpen to feed the big pig with long ears and black flowers on the back.

How well the pigs were raised, they were so well eaten. Now they were so fat that they couldn't move...

He laughed happily, but when he smiled, he found that his waist and ribs were in severe pain, and then he woke up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, the old farmer found that he was surrounded by people, with familiar, strange or half-cooked faces surrounding him. These people were so tight that their faces seemed a little deformed at all.

"Scatter a little...I'm dizzy."

He subconsciously said something.

Yi Tianxing screamed strangely, rushed to Ye Xiangseng in the corner of the Zen room, and patted him on the shoulder hard: "Your baby has a way of saving people, it's worthy of being a Bodhisattva..." Then he swallowed the last word.

Ye Xiangseng was slapped by his iron hand, frowned in pain, and could not hear the words clearly. Since the return of Wenshu Temple, this compassionate monk has developed some unexplained supernatural powers. Before, Yi Tianxing was carrying the blood man and was about to rush to the back garden, and his heart moved.

Unexpectedly, my supernatural powers really coincided with the compassion of Manjushri Bodhisattva. I used it to treat Chen Sanxing's injuries, and even made the compassionate light in the Zen room great, stop bleeding and generate muscle... Well, it's really as easy to use as super Yunnan Baiyao.

Thinking of this festival, the monk who was determined to save the world with compassion smiled happily, and suddenly frowned again: "The old man's spleen is broken, so my senior brother still has to send him to the hospital."

Yi Tianxing replied: "You can finish the work tonight and send him to the hospital tomorrow. How is his current situation? Isn't it in danger of life?"

"It should be fine." Ye Xiangseng was a little dizzy, and Yi Tianxing quickly supported him.

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Next to the couch in the Zen room.

"Bin's bitterness?" Chen Sanxing frowned and recognized the big bald man in front of him.

"Senior Brother." Liang Siniu grabbed his hand in tears, "You are alive."

Chen Sanxing opened him without hesitation and stared at Master Binku: "I haven't seen you for more than 20 years. Have you received the bacon you gave you?"

Xiao Yi began to disturb the old man's long-term reunion, and waved his hand on the other end of the Zen room: "Old man, didn't you sprinkle your bacon for me?"

Chen Sanxing turned a blind eye, and the wrinkles on his face gradually stretched out, as if he was enjoying the feeling of lying down.

"Why am I still alive?"

"Because the donor should not die."

"Why shouldn't you die? You shouldn't go out with your private kindness, kill people with your likes and dislikes, and regard the law of the country as nothing, shouldn't you die?" Chen Sanxing smiled, touched the wound on his abdomen, and coughed twice again: "Cough... cough... Twenty-seven years ago, you and I were the enemy of life and death, why did you save me today?"

"Amitabha, it is not someone else who saves the donor, but the donor himself." Master Binku smiled and said, "Twenty-seven years ago, your brothers rushed into Wenshu Temple to kill people, but the child did not kill you. Today you are saving people in the provincial capital, and that child saved you. Every drink and peck, there are all certain numbers. The conflicts in this world are just changes in people's hearts. How can there be any hatred?"

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In order to cure Chen Sanxing's excessive injuries, Ye Xiangseng consumed all his inner pleasure and felt a little trembling when walking. He walked to Chen Sanxing and said softly: "Donor, please rest."

After saying this, the handsome monk walked out of the room.

Chen Sanxing wanted to wait for him to call him, but another severe pain in his abdomen was not shouting.

Yi Tianxing watched coldly, with a smile on the corner of his lips. The twenty-seven years of grudges had been gone, and the apology that had been buried in Chen Sanxing's chest for twenty-seven years was truly over.

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Lin Bo and Mo Sha were resting in the guest room at this time, and Yi Tianxing did not disturb them for the time being. He covered his chest and entered the back garden. He took off the monk's robe that he had put on after entering the temple by the lake. He looked at his body carefully and found that the two terrifying wounds under his ribs had gradually healed, leaving a large piece of new flesh marks, and it also tended to gradually turn gray, but the recovery speed seemed much slower than before.

He found some blood stains between the golden ring and finger flesh on his right finger. He reached into the lake and rubbed it hard. The water waves gradually spread out, making the twilight in the water full of twilight and the iron lotus green.

The voice of the ancestor sounded in his mind: "Is it okay?"

The voice was very light, and I wanted to deliberately make the listeners not feel the concern. Yi Tianxing smiled slightly without turning his head. The curve on his face was very soft: "It's okay, my dear master."

When he saw the scene in the Zen room, he was a little moved for some reason and had a different understanding of the word "feelings" in this world.

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A few minutes later, I heard a disciple from Guiyuan Temple Yinmen coming in to report respectfully.

"The guardian, the people from the six places are here, and they are in the front hall."

"Ah?" Yi Tianxing smiled strangely, thinking that little Zhou Zhou really has the courage to gamble.

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In the Main Hall, Zhou Yiwen, director of the sixth department who regulates the affairs of the related affairs of the practice and the world in the provincial capital, was walking anxiously. When he saw Yi Tianxing walking into the hall with a pale face, he quickly took a few steps forward and said with concern: "Brother Yi, are you okay?"

Yi Tianxing smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Don't mention it, I almost never see you again, brother today."

Zhou Yiwen's face gradually became evil, and this expression appeared on the child's face, which made him look very cute: "Who did it? How can those cultivators in the world do whatever they want!" This was a righteous and ruthless manner, full of anger, and awe-inspiring spirit...

Yi Tianxing sighed: "You know you too, it's the two old farmers you notified me." As he spoke, he looked at Director Zhou's innocent face with a gentle look and said softly: "If you hadn't been reminding you earlier, I really wouldn't know what the result was." This was said to be inexplicable, grateful, and tears...

"There was nothing wrong with Uncle Lin and Mok, right?" Zhou Yiwen was more concerned about this politically influential matter.

"It's okay." Yi Tianxing shook his head and said coldly: "The people from Qingjingtian have been staring at the convoy. Fortunately, I took the lead on the way and placed Lin Bo and Mo Sha in Guiyuan Temple, otherwise I would have been miserable today."

"Where are those two uncles?"

Yi Tianxing's face was gloomy, but he was actually thinking about the words in his heart: "Actually... I admire those two people very much. This time I had to kill them, and I felt very uncomfortable."

When Zhou Yiwen heard that the two were dead, he couldn't help but sigh, and then heard the boy's next cold words.

"The most hateful thing is the two elders of Qingjingtian! I suddenly came out while I was fighting with those two people to the death."

"What? Is the Great Elder Kunlun coming too?" A cold sweat broke out from Zhou Yiwen's forehead.

"Fortunately nothing happened." Yi Tianxing sighed: "I cannot tell the specific situation at this time, so you should be very grateful."

The three words "inconvenient" are the best excuses used to make fools for thousands of years from ancient times to the present.

"I will immediately call someone from the Sixth Department to take Uncle Lin and his daughter back to the hotel for protection." Zhou Yiwen tentatively.

Yi Tianxing shook his head and said coldly: "You may not know that today I was besieged by a group of gunmen. If I hadn't been hard, I would have been beaten to a wronged soul. From this point of view, Qingjingtian was involved in some aspects, so it would be better not to put Lin Bo back to the secular world." He looked at Zhou Yiwen and said sincerely: "You are half an official now, so be careful in the future."

Zhou Yiwen took a breath.

"What should I do now?"

"If anyone does not offend me, I will not offend me. Since Qing Jingtian took the initiative to attack me today, don't blame me for being ruthless." He quietly looked at Director Zhou's eyes, as if he wanted to see something from it, "I don't ask you to help me, I just hope you don't stop me."

Zhou Yiwen was silent for a moment and suddenly said, "I know you have suspicion of me. After all, you can mobilize armed forces. It seems that only I have this ability in the provincial capital."

He suddenly grew tall and laughed, "Zi'er said that I would take good care of you. It seems that in order to eliminate your suspicion, I have to sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman in this journey of revenge."

The three Buddhas in the Main Hall were sitting in the dark hall looking down at all living beings.

"I said, I would not disbelief of Liu Chu. I swear that night in the name of my wife." Yi Tianxing said sincerely.

Zhou Yiwen was slightly moved and said, "What is your goal?"

"Wudang Mountain." Yi Tianxing said coldly: "The list you gave me is written on. Wudang is the head of Wudang, and he is also the elder of Qingjingtian."
To be continued...