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Chapter 1167 Smash them to death!

Although the purple bamboo forest at this time is not as green as in summer, the purple bamboo leaves are still pleasing to the eye in the lonely winter.

While Zheng Shaoquan was running happily in the bamboo forest with his cousin Yuan Chunjie and his friend Zhou Rui, Liu Ruyan and his son Liu Shen walked along the stone steps of the mountain road to the bamboo pavilion on the north side of the mountain where the Zizhu Forest was located.

Liu Ruyan was wearing a half-old purple plain-faced flower jacket and a Zhaojun cover made of white rabbit fur on her head, which was warm and decent. Eighteen-year-old Liu Shen followed behind, wearing a royal blue ball bouquet of waist clothes, and his feminine eyebrows and eyes were full of gloom.

Liu Ruyan whispered to her son, "That house was taken by your father for Liu Xi. It was your thing. We must take back the deed today. You will call her sister later, don't call her sister, but remember?"

Liu Shen felt very disgusted when he knew that Liu Xi was his half-sister. But the situation at home could no longer tolerate him being willful. Liu Shen responded in a low voice, "Remember."

Liu Ruyan's long eyebrows were slightly spread out, "The bamboo pavilion is right in front, you will be there in a few steps. If she refuses to hand over the deed later, her mother will have her own way to treat her. Just look at her mother's eyes."

Liu Shen's voice was cold, "It's not that his father is kind, she has long died in the family temple. The back mountain has been sealed and there is no one around. We don't have to worry. No matter what means we use today, we will get back our things!"

Liu Xi, who was hiding on the top of the pagoda in the distance, smiled sinisterly and turned his eyes to the top of the mountain.

The bamboo swayed, and Zheng Shaoquan, who was the first to climb to the top of the mountain, happily whispered, "Cousin, Brother Rui, we are at the top of the mountain!"

"This mountain is too short. Before I could get hot, I reached the top of the mountain." Yuan Chunjie climbed up and stood still, patting the bamboo that was thick with a bowl beside him without blushing and breathing.

Zhou Rui wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his eyes quickly locked in a stone more than five feet away, pointed to the direction of the stone and said, "Look, the bamboo over there is good."

"Where?" Zheng Shaoquan followed Zhou Rui's gaze to search.

"Then!" Zhou Rui subconsciously swallowed his saliva and calmed down his voice, took the lead and walked towards the stone, thinking about what would happen later to let Yuan Chunjie cut the bamboo and push the stone that was touched off.

Four zhang, three zhang, two zhang, one zhang, half zhang...

arrive!

Zhou Rui patted the purple bamboo as thick as a chicken beside the stone, and turned around to lure Yuan Chunjie, "Chunjie, do you think this one is suitable for making a bamboo stick?"

Yuan Chunjie looked at the bamboo that Zhou Rui held. The bamboo was suitable for the thickness and the bamboo joints were evenly symmetrical, which was very suitable for making bamboo sticks. But from the intuition that he had been struggling in the military camp since he was a child and led troops to fight for a year, Yuan Chunjie felt something was wrong. He grabbed his cousin who was about to go over and smiled, "I have never made a bamboo stick. Brother Rui said it would be appropriate. Cut it, cousin, let's look for it again, let's all move less, don't alarm the monks in the temple."

"Okay." Zheng Shaoquan, who was rough and big, stopped and began to touch the appropriate bamboo everywhere.

What can happen if they don’t come! Zhou Rui was anxious and urged, “I want to make a flute, I’ll give this to you.”

"Which girl is Brother Rui liked? I want to make a flute to please others?" Zheng Shaoquan smiled and was about to walk over, but his cousin grabbed his arm. Zheng Shaoquan looked at Yuan Chunjie in confusion, "Cousin?"

Zhou Rui also looked at Yuan Chunjie.

Just as Yuan Chunjie was about to speak, he suddenly heard a rapid and loud sound of deer from afar. Yuan Chunjie listened carefully and his face changed, "This is the sound of a bone whistle! Cousin, if there is something urgent for February, go quickly!"

"Brother Rui, go!" Of course, Zhuzi is not as important as her cousin, so Zheng Shaoquan immediately followed Zheng Chunjie to the bottom of the mountain.

"You..." Zhou Rui raised his hand and watched Zheng Chunjie, who had finally been led to the mountain by him, ran away like that. He leaned over and looked at the bamboo pavilion halfway up the mountain to the north, hesitated for a moment, and turned around and went down the mountain along the same road.

In the pagoda, Liu Xi, who was holding his hands tightly in front of his chest, saw that the figure on the top of the mountain swayed a few times, had no movement again. He gritted his teeth and whispered, "Idiot, I can't do such a small thing well, and he even said he would support me for the rest of his life!"

Thinking of Liu Xi's crying look, Zhou Rui's pace became heavier as he walked. He couldn't help but growl, turned around and rushed back to the mountain, drew his knife to cut off Zizhu beside the stone, and kicked the stone down.

Liu Xi in the pagoda saw the stones rolling down, and gasping heavily with a ferocious face, "Smash them to death, smash them to death!"

The lantern seedlings placed in the eternal lamps under the Buddha's power recommendation card seemed to be disturbed and jumped uneasy.

After the rocks rolling down the mountain fell a few feet, they hit a large stone one and a half feet square as Liu Xi had expected. Seeing the two stones rolling down the hillside together, Liu Xi's gasping sound became heavier.

Zhou Rui on the top of the mountain calmed down and looked at the two large stones that were rolling down quickly, his pupils were trembling.

When he heard a vague sound, Liu Ruyan, who was wondering why Liu Xi hadn't come yet, felt uneasy. He raised his eyes and looked up the mountain, but because he was blocked by the roof of the pavilion, he could not see anything.

The rolling stone was blocked by a protruding huge rock. After two "bangs", the stone flew up and hit Zizhu Pavilion.

The two heavy objects collided too close. Liu Ruyan in the Zizhu Pavilion exclaimed and turned around and rushed towards her son. Liu Shen, who was standing outside the bamboo pavilion, also heard the sound and immediately ran out of the pavilion.

"Smash them to death!" Accompanied by Liu Xi's low and hoarse roar, two stones fell heavily on the top of the Zizhu Pavilion. The roof of the hall made of bamboo boards was instantly crushed, and Liu Ruyan's screams flew with the dust.

"ah--"

The forest bird was frightened and ran around. Zhou Rui was awakened by this sound and ran down the mountain desperately. Zheng Shaoquan, who was about to run to the bottom of the mountain, stopped hearing the cry for help. Yuan Chunjie grabbed him and continued to run out of the bamboo forest.

Liu Shen, who escaped from the bamboo pavilion, heard his mother's shouting, turned around stiffly, and rushed towards the collapsed bamboo pavilion, "Mother--"

Unfortunately, only one of them was killed! Liu Xi took a deep breath, closed the window and knelt in front of the Buddha statue, and recited the "Sutra of Ksitigarbha Sutra" with a calm expression.

Zheng Shaoquan ran and asked, "Cousin, something might be wrong when he heard the sound. Why don't you go find your cousin, I'll go over and take a look first?"

Yuan Chunjie did not hesitate, "If something happened in the temple, there were monks in the temple to take charge; if something happened in February, we had to save it. I was not familiar with the place, so I depended on my cousin."

My cousin is right, it’s even more important for my cousin! There are so many people coming to the temple today, and my cousin may have fallen in love with a girl from some family and went up to talk to him to annoy him. They have to go out quickly to rescue the situation.

Thinking of this, Zheng Shaoquan ran faster than his cousin.

When he ran to the Second Hall, Yuan Chunjie held the monk standing next to the merit box and said anxiously, "Master, someone is making noise at the foot of Zizhu Mountain, which seems to be hurting people. Please take someone to take a look."

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