"What happened during this period?" Now it’s finally Kong Bao’s turn to ask me questions.
"I killed Xiao Yi." I’ll pick the important one first.
"It’s time to kill him. What else?" King kong cannon, otherwise he wouldn’t care about the consequences. He would do it if he wanted to be Japanese.
"There is also that after the birth of Jinlong, I will help Jinlong Ye Aofeng to help Tianlong compete for heaven. Then heaven and hell will close what I asked you to come back and let you help me," I said.
"This is no problem. I’ve been living an old and boring life these years." King Kong cannon dozed off.
"In fact, we can abandon here and go back to modern times now, but I can’t swallow this tone. I have to defeat Ye Aofeng." I said that I found that energy can be used at the same time from Yao Jia’s mansion, which means that I can also help it start the fate artifact and go back to modern times now, but I don’t want to do that. Then it will be a chicken out. And if I do that, Ye Aofeng will be in charge of the three realms of criminal responsibility, and there will definitely be no good results for us.
"Yes, you can do whatever you say," muttered King Kong Gun.
"Your body meridian has passed the aura, and I can fill it for you. In the future, I will try my best to help you get rid of the turbid qi and get promoted to Tianxianxiu as soon as possible, otherwise you will be a drag." I said half jokingly.
After I finished speaking, there was no movement for a long time. I looked up and found that he was asleep, which made me laugh and cry. I haven’t seen each other for such a long time. I also want to ask about Saner and where he left his handkerchief. How do you say that he sleeps?
But it’s a relief to think about it. That’s his virtue. If I catch up with him in a serious way, he won’t be a king kong gun …
Chapter 67 Buddhist death
Since King Kong Gun is asleep, I naturally won’t wake him up. This guy really suffered a lot the other day.
When he came back, he possessed Huang Suifeng again. At this time, he was trapped in the mausoleum of Qin Emperor without aura. He could wait for me to save him. During these seven days, he didn’t say what he was thinking, and he didn’t complain to me after meeting. This is something that ordinary people can’t do.
This has not changed his mentality or killed his spirit in the past ten years, which makes me happy that there are two kinds of people in the world who are the most difficult to change. One is a person with strong perseverance, and the other is a simple-minded person. The King Kong Gun is suspected to belong to the latter. He left immediately after finding me to delay the energy crystal, without any hesitation. To be fair, King Kong Gun is nobler than me because what he and I do is done directly without thinking, while I command myself by reason. He is simpler and purer than me.
My King Kong cannons are all in Ziyang’s view of my brother’s body aura, although the practice is the same in some ways, that is to say, my aura is the same, and he can also practice it now. There is a long way to go before he can make up the aura root, so it won’t cost me much. I want to wave my hand and extend the aura immediately here to pour it into his breath.
Reiki filling immediately made King Kong cannon tired and suddenly opened his eyes and looked around.
"In fact, I can get together slowly myself." King Kong Cannon could feel that I made up his aura.
"Don’t talk about it. How is Saner now?" I spoke and asked
"Still like that, there is no big change." King Kong Bao took out Lin Yicheng’s half pack of cigarettes from the bedside and pulled out a cigarette and threw it over.
I took the idea by hand, lit the king kong cannon and threw cigarettes at me. It was a habit for me to smoke, too. Some things have changed, and some things can’t be changed.
"When you robbed Ma Lingfeng Ziyu token, Xu Zhaopei gave you a packet of dim sum bag and dim sum handkerchief. Where did you throw it?" I spoke and asked
"I don’t remember why?" King Kong asked nervously. He knew I wouldn’t ask him questions at will.
"Nothing," I shook my head and said that some things have passed, and there is no point in pursuing them now.
"By the way, did you arrange for Xiao Yi to kill Xu Zhaopei?" King kong cannon asked
"Dead," I sighed.
"Oh," said King Kong Bao. "He can’t comfort people and he doesn’t know how to comfort them.
I told him briefly what happened after he left with a cigarette in my mouth, so that he could understand the current situation as soon as possible and help me in my future actions. After listening to King Kong Gun, he did not give any constructive opinions. He was a good follower and executor, but he was not good at thinking.
The next morning, Mei Zhu knocked on the door and invited us to have breakfast. King Kong Bao Di Xian Xiu still needed to eat Mei Zhu’s food, which was very appetizing for him. I got hungry a few days ago and had a full breakfast. I wanted to come over for breakfast, so I left to see him, so I didn’t have to rush to have tea and chat with Mei Zhu.
At a quarter past, Lin Yicheng’s early return brought back a message that the imperial court was recruiting talented people.
"What’s wrong with him recruiting talents?" King Kong cannon looks disdainful.
"How did Buddhist die?" I asked before I came to Chang ‘an that I had observed the breath of the imperial city. The Buddhist of the Western Wei Dynasty was a purple monk, and he should not die suddenly. There must be a reason for this.
"Suicide" Lin Yicheng gave me a favorable look, and my question was very targeted in his view.
"Suicide is a Buddhist precept. Monks don’t commit suicide." I shook my head and said that Buddhist monks and nuns don’t care much about their flesh, but they will never commit suicide because Buddhist precepts don’t allow them to do that. There must be something weird about Yang Zhong. What happened in the Western Wei Dynasty, North Korea and the Western Wei Dynasty is my natural heart.
"I don’t know the details, but he did commit suicide. I read the exact words,’ After breaking his wrist, elbow and arm, he cut his neck and bone, and it was completely black.’" Lin Yicheng’s original words described that Yang Zhongli is now very old, and Yang Zhongli’s adviser, Lin Yicheng, naturally has access to confidential events. Besides, what he said is the coroner today.
"Is there a hand injury?" I asked.
"What’s wrong with the discount?" Lin Yicheng asked doubtfully
"If it hurts, it’s a standard zombie bite," interrupted King Kong Gun.
"For that Buddhist, it should be that he was bitten by his hand and cut off his wrist when he went back. If he failed to stop the spread of ptomaine and cut off his elbow, he would unload his whole arm at the end, or he could commit suicide by preventing the spread of ptomaine to prevent his corpse from changing." I made an analysis.
"I’ll ask Yang Zhong to take you to the Buddhist mansion to see for yourself." Lin Yicheng hesitated for a moment and said that he was not qualified to go to some places now.
"It’s not appropriate for him to come to see us. Let’s take us to see him." I said that Yang Zhong had never seen a dream before and didn’t come into the house. I also want to meet this person. The most important thing is that ordinary zombies are afraid of the master of purple gas. This zombie is not afraid. That means there is something wrong with it.
"Well, I’ll change the dynasty first." Lin Yicheng nodded and promised to change clothes.
"Wait for me." I turned to look at the King Kong cannon and turned to teleport to take back the Ming Hong Dao previously buried in the rat cave.
"Let’s change clothes, too." I handed the Ming Hong Dao to the King Kong cannon and raised my hand to extend the aura, turning the two shabby robes into the highest Taoist specifications. The Sanqing golden robe on the top of the head and the five sacred cows’ nose boots. The Ming Hong Dao and Xuanyuan Jian all became golden dust.
After getting ready, I followed Lin Yicheng to the concierge of the general’s office. Everyone knew Lin Yicheng, and he made a breakthrough.
Lin Yicheng took us to meet Yang Zhong Yang Zhong. Lin Yicheng brought two Taoist priests with a slight surprise, and quickly screened back and invited us in.
Yang Zhong is not tall, but now he is a little more than 1.7 meters tall, but he has a handsome face and a wide mouth. People who lead troops all the year round naturally have a sense of heroism and domineering.
Lin Yicheng told Yang Zhong what he had come for. Yang Zhong promised to take us to the Buddhist mansion to see the Buddhist body, but although he promised, he did not leave immediately, but warmly ordered people to bring tea fruits to entertain me and King Kong cannons.
Lin Yicheng gave me a timely look with questioning meaning in his eyes. I can naturally understand that Yang Zhong is curious about the origin of King Kong Gun and me. Lin Yicheng is asking me if I should tell Yang Zhong the truth and tell him our true origin.