The God of Fast Transmigration Comes to Assist

Chapter 163 Master Kongxuan (Twenty)
"I know." There was a slight gentleness in Pang Shi's tone, but there was a completely different excitement and bloodthirsty in his eyes, "Fifty, you count."

After finishing speaking, he reluctantly let go of his palm and rushed over with big strides.

A total of 25 dead soldiers passed through the falling rocks, seven were trapped by Scarlet Tong, five were beheaded after chasing Liuyu, and the rest were killed by guards or monks caught.

Pang Shi expressionlessly ordered to kill all of them, leaving only one alive.

After being taken down for interrogation, he walked up to Fei Tong, stopped a meter away, raised his arm and sniffed, there was a smell of blood.

Although it has avoided being stained with blood, the unpleasant smell is still somewhat contaminated.

Pang Shi frowned and didn't come closer.

"Okay, you can open your eyes now."

Fei Tong first peeked between her fingers, then slowly moved her palm away, "I already counted to three hundred, it's really slow."

Even if she knew that he only opened his mouth after finishing the matter, it didn't stop her from making trouble.

"Then I'm going to find the princess." She said, and ran outside.

Pang Shi flicked the tip of his sword, but did not follow, he needed to take a bath first.

Because of this accidental assassination, Chen Yiming's small courtyard was already the most heavily guarded place in the entire Jokhang Temple.

The guards and monks on the inner three floors and the outer three floors are all guarding here.

Not only that, even Master Mingxuan, who hadn't shown up all this time, came out.

After Fei Tong nodded slightly as a signal, she quickly walked into the room.

Liuyu was already so tired that she fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing her coming, Chen Yiming handed the ointment to her, stood up and said, "The injury on the imperial concubine's arm has been healed, and I don't know what to do with the other parts, so I will leave it to Miss Scarlet."

"Please Mr. Chen." Fei Tong took it and said gratefully.

"It's just a little effort." Chen Yiming said, gently and carefully removing his long sleeves from the woman's little hands.

Before leaving, he took a deep look at her, as if he wanted to imprint her face deeply in his heart.

Last time.

This will be the closest he will be to her.

Liuyu, princess...

After leaving the house, Chen Yiming saw the old man with kind eyebrows sitting at the low table under the big tree.

He lowered his long eyelashes, put away all his emotions, and suppressed all delusions.

"Master." He sat respectfully opposite Master Mingxuan.

"Yi Ming." Master Mingxuan smiled kindly, "Are you tired after a hard night?"

"Not tired, master." Chen Yiming replied seriously, tightening his big hands in his sleeves, he continued hesitantly: "Master, I..."

Master Mingxuan did not urge him, but waited patiently.

"I have delusional thoughts. I'm sorry, master, for disappointing you." Chen Yiming finally said it out.

But his heart felt much more relaxed. Realizing this, Chen Yiming despised himself in his heart, and his face became even more ashamed.

Master Mingxuan is still so gentle and tolerant, with a pair of eyes that can almost contain everything, "Yi Ming, don't feel guilty. You are not a real Shaolin disciple, you still have a choice."

"But, master, I'm sure of my goal." Chen Yiming felt very painful. Ever since he started learning the Lotus Sutra with his elder brother when he was young, he knew clearly that his whole life was for Buddhism.

However, now...

The only way is, you can't have it both ways.

Master Mingxuan said: "Yi Ming, even a Shaolin disciple, it is difficult to be completely ruthless, and the key is how you choose to treat it."

"Will you choose to avoid? Or face it?"

"Indulgence, or restraint?"

(End of this chapter)