Start with liberation

Chapter 29

A piercing pain suddenly radiated from the left thigh to the whole body, and the red fine grain knife brought out a series of blood beads. To this room, it was just another touch of invisible vermilion. To Wu Qing, But it was a horror that had never been seen before.

If he hadn't felt the tingling pain on the skin of his lower abdomen, it wouldn't be his thigh that was pierced by this knife!
With a muffled snort, Wu Qing made a quick decision, rolled to the ground with a low body, picked up the single knife on the ground, but the next moment, the back of his head hit the leg of the table, staring at him.

Small house, too in the way!
"call out."

Sharp and rippling, the broken house is quiet.

Wu Qing's neck was cold, and he didn't have time to worry about it, so he shrank his head,

"Dole!"

The fine grain knife penetrated into the table leg, almost breaking the table leg by a few centimeters, and a few strands of bloody hair on the top of Wu Qing's head fluttered.

Bitter in his mouth, he grasped the single knife with his right hand and slashed fiercely at the handle of the Xihe knife.

The flesh body is rotten and immortal, and the sword is used out of thin air, the umbrella ghost, the resentful soul in the world!

Without the shackles of the physical body, Xihe Daotian is not only very flexible, but also very tricky, very vicious and very unpredictable.

In the pitch-black room, knives and knives came out of nowhere, with no trace to be found, and some of them could only be heard by Wu Qing when he was about to approach him, a slight "咻".

Whether to block or dodge, it is always a hasty reaction, very embarrassing.

Fight back?wishful thinking!
Within a short time, there were several long and thin wounds on Wu Qing's body, together with all the wounds all over his body, they kept pinching Wu Qing's nerves.

The canthus of his eyes were about to burst, and his veins were all stretched out.

How to kill invisible enemies?Can't cut it, can't chop it.

Wu Qing instinctively felt something was wrong.

So strong, why are you afraid of being discovered by mortals?why?
"clang."

There is another gap in the single knife.

The image of Xianglian holding an umbrella flashed in Wu Qing's mind.

There must be a door, the kind that mortals can pierce!
"call out."

The Xihe knife approached, and the knife stood up to meet it.

"clang!"

The single knife cracked brittlely, and the fracture was even, but it was cut in two by one knife. The broken blade flew out and was nailed to the wooden bed.

There has never been such a dangerous and strange situation.

The hotness in Wu Qing's eyes was full, and he rolled back swiftly, stepping on the back of the red fine grain knife, and after cutting off the single knife, Wu Qing stepped on the fine grain knife embedded in the table, directly cutting off the legs of the table.

The tabletop, which had lost one leg, tilted, and all the objects on the tabletop rolled down, including the sewing kit, kerosene lamp and the small black box next to it.

The Xihe Knife made a half-arc in the air, and cut it down again.

Wu Qing, who was rolling halfway on the ground, raised his hand, and the only weapon, the broken knife, was thrown away by him, and hit the Xihe knife.At the same time, with a strike with his left hand, he knocked out the kerosene lamp that rolled down from the table.

The kerosene lamp "cracked" on the ground and shattered to pieces. The shards of the glass cover and the kerosene full of it were scattered all over the floor, and the pungent smell even overwhelmed the stench of the corpse.

Wu Qing's free right hand caught the small black box that rolled down with the kerosene lamp. Wu Qing was overjoyed when he first got the black box.Sure enough, it was a matchbox.

With a crisp sound of "click", Wu Qing directly crushed the thin wood matchbox, and then squeezed it hard, the smoke and fire came out from between his fingers.

Wu Qing swung his hands, the crushed matchbox couldn't stop the countless flames, the bean-sized flames touched the kerosene on the ground,

"boom……"

The rose-red flames approached the roof, and the fire waves drove the black smoke to spread. In the center of the fire was a red oilcloth umbrella wrapped in fire.Today, it is the fire umbrella.

Wu Qing rushed forward and slammed into the door in disgrace. Looking back, the tongue of fire was licking at the soles of his feet, and he shrank his feet involuntarily.

The red fine grass knife that has been clenched tightly flutters in the air, chopping fire and smoke, like a madman. Behind the knife is a fuzzy figure outlined by flames. In the frantic twisting, it melts like snow.

Leaning his back against the door, Wu Qing's eyes reflected the flames, tiredness and pain hit his forehead, he lowered his head and looked around his body, grinning,

Arms, chest, thighs, except for the right hand holding the knife, there is nowhere that is not bleeding, and the open flesh is red and shiny under the light of the flames.

He shook his shoulders lightly, smiled weakly,
"Ahem, one day, I made two enemies, but it's awesome. Who would have thought..."

Wu Qing's jaw drooped, as if dozing off in a summer afternoon, he shook his head, trying to drive away the tiredness and coldness.

Surrounded by soaring flames that spread to the roof beams and wooden beds, the darkness gradually sank from Wu Qing's upper eyelids...

"Dang bang."

In front of Wu Qing's crotch, the red fine grain knife was inserted into the crack of the floor tile and dangled, which startled him, and he squinted to look at the fire scene.

In the center of the blazing fire, a few pieces of cloth wrapped around several pieces of charcoal.

Umbrella Girl is dead.

Wu Qing looked back to the Xihe knife in front of her crotch,
Oh, almost no descendants.

This doesn't work.

Which line of this?
The third uncle of the original owner is still waiting. I wonder if the heavy rain outside the house can extinguish the spreading fire?

Thinking of this episode, Wu Qingqiang held on to the handle of the Xihe Knife, slowly lifted himself up, and opened the door.

The rain was still falling, and some rainwater crossed the threshold and fell on Wu Qing's feet.Cool as always.

The sound of the torrential rain seemed to cover everything, and all the doors and windows in Bachi Alley were still tightly closed, and no one knew that there was water.

"Two Heavens of Ice and Fire? Good."

Wu Qing, leaning on a small grain knife, dragged one leg, and stepped into the rain. It was only four or five steps, but it was extremely difficult.

"Duo duo."

Wu Qing gently knocked on the door of the third uncle's house.

"Who?"

"Wu Qing."

"Do you know how to come back? I boiled two eggs and they all cracked."

Furious Wu Laosan opened the door and was taken aback for a moment.

Wu Qing, who was covered in blood and leaned on a knife, pointed to the left,

"on fire."

"Pfft!"

He fell into Wu Laosan's arms.

At the same time, Wu Qing left the bronze bell in the fire.Fifteen tiny gray circles of light gradually wrapped around the body of the bell, which disappeared after a while, and the holding bell also disappeared in the raging fire.

…………

"...in the evil world of five turbidities, educate and transform such strong sentient beings, subdue their minds, abandon evil and return to righteousness. There are still evil habits in one or two out of ten. I also... Tens of thousands of billions, widely set up expedients, or have beneficial roots, and hear it Believe and accept; or have good results, diligently persuasion to achieve; or have dullness, long-term transformation will return...

In the evil world...

Like all living beings of the same generation, each with their own differences, they can save themselves in separate bodies, whether they appear as men...or as ghosts...or as mountains, forests, plains, rivers, ponds, springs, and wells.

If you fall into the evil realm and suffer great suffering, you should remember that I am in the Palace of Trayali Heaven...to liberate all living beings from the Saha world to the birth of the Buddha, and to be free from all suffering forever.

Let you receive and uphold the supreme, yes, liberated and won! "

chanting.I can't tell the difference between men and women, I can't know the distance, I can't distinguish the chaos and clarity, the depth is full of weirdness, I only feel the buzzing in my ears, like diving deep into the dark lake.

Only the last three words were imprinted in Wu Qing's mind. ,
"Liberation wins?"

After uttering the three words, Wu Qing slowly woke up with eyes open, still a little confused.

Dream?
The lower edge of the beam is light gray, the soft bedding under the body, the smell of bitter medicine in the nose, the small insects and birds singing in the ears, and there is no annoying sound of chanting mantras.

Wu Qing licked her dry and peeled lips, swallowed dryly, and looked down, wrapped tightly in white cloth, wrapped in pain.

In the medical hall?
Wanting to sit up, she moved her hand, only to realize that she was holding a metal object in her hand. Wu Qing raised her eyebrows with a strange expression.

"Wonderful."

(End of this chapter)