In Puxuan's broken closet, more than a dozen children's clothes flew out, and they were all children who disappeared before, and the legend of eating children's monsters in Akiyama Town for hundreds of years seemed to be solved at once. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The once highly respected abbot master has become a monster who eats children's immortality, and the angry crowd frantically tears at the sloppy monk who can no longer see his figure.

Blood, rags, mixed with tears and spittle, torches fell to the ground, and the monks of Guanyin Monastery stood aside with stunned expressions, not knowing what to do.

The reputation of the Guanyin Monastery is completely ruined, and I am afraid that after today, the people of Akiyama Town will never come to worship again, and this Guanyin Monastery rebuilt by Pu Xuan himself seems to have been destroyed by him.

Guangzhi was still holding the torch in his hand, and he couldn't see any expression on his face, as if he was stunned, and as if he was looking at something that had nothing to do with him.

"Uncle Shi, should we escape?" a little monk was trembling with his hands and feet, looked at Guangzhi, and asked in a bit of panic.

The expressions on the faces of the rest of the monks were similar, if they were involved in cannibalism, it would be difficult to argue, and they were afraid that they would be burned to death by a fire.

Guangzhi turned his head sideways, glanced at the little monk, and then looked at the middle monk, with no panic on his face, and shook his head: "What are you running away? It's the master who is wrong, not us." If we're not wrong, why run away?"

Everyone looked at Pu Xuan, who could no longer see his figure, and then looked at Guangzhi, his eyes lit up, and the little monk who spoke before was a little short of breath, and he said with his neck in his neck: "Yes, we didn't eat people, it was Shizu who ate people, Shizu was a monster, we should burn the monster to death!"

"Yes, we are monks, not monsters!"

"He's not the ancestor, the monster must have eaten the ancestor, and then turned into his appearance. ”

There seemed to be a light in the eyes of the monks, and you said word by word.

"In order to live, can you say such a shameless excuse?" Sun Wukong listened to the words of the monks, glanced at Pu Xuan, and never saw him resist, not even dodging.

"Uncle Guangzhi, you have a high status in the hearts of the villagers, why don't you become the abbot, only you can save the Guanyin Monastery. A middle-aged monk on the side looked at Guangzhi and said with a look of hope.

"This ......," Guangzhi showed a bit of hesitation on his face.

"Yes, Guangzhi is highly respected, and there is no one more suitable to be an abbot than you. ”

"Senior Brother Guangzhi, don't shirk it, this matter can't be closed unless you can't end it, and you will be the abbot of our Guanyin Monastery in the future. ”

A few monks spoke out in response, and all the monks nodded, and none of them objected. Now most of the monks of the Guanyin Monastery are already here, and everyone nods, and the matter is almost settled.

Guangzhi looked at everyone, as if he had made up his mind, and clenched his fist and said: "Okay, when the crisis is at hand, I won't postpone it, then I will temporarily take the position of abbot, and when this happens, everyone will elect a new abbot." ”

"I've seen Master Abbot. The middle-aged monk who had proposed earlier was the first to bow down and shout.

"I've seen Master Abbot. The monks also shouted in unison.

Guangzhi nodded, turned around, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and quickly regained his composure, walking towards the angry crowd.

"Folks, let's stop first, and then fight, he will die. Guangzhi said loudly to everyone.

Guangzhi usually receives pilgrims who come to the temple to offer incense, treats people kindly, and is quite loved and respected, so when they hear him speak, everyone gradually stops.

"Guangzhi, this monster has eaten my little sister, do you want to protect him?" a sturdy man shouted as he lifted Pu Xuan, his eyes flushed.

At this time, Puxuan's robe and monk's robe had been torn to pieces, his face was covered with black green and blood, and even half of his ears had been bitten off, looking extremely miserable.

Everyone looked at Guangzhi, and there was hostility in their eyes full of anger.

Guangzhi glanced at Pu Xuan, his hands trembled, but his face did not change at all, he looked at everyone and shook his head and said: "This monster ate my master, and lived in the temple in the form of him for many years, and killed many children. ”

"But there are a lot of missing children over the years, and the people of Akiyama Town are panicking, since this monster has been caught today, you can't just kill him easily, wait until tomorrow to gather the townsfolk to the temple, expose his crimes, and then punish him, and return Akiyama Town to a bright future!"

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other, and then at Puxuan, a little hesitant.

"I think Master Guangzhi is right, this demon has plagued my Akiyama Town for hundreds of years, and if you want to die, you can kill him in public, and you can also comfort the souls of those children in the sky. The bearded old man walked out and nodded.

This old man is quite senior in the town, and most of the people present are his grandchildren, and many people nodded when they saw him say the same.

"Okay, in that case, then lock him up first, and burn this demon tomorrow. The strong man carrying Pu Xuan nodded.

"Let it go...... Let go...... My teacher ...... "Guangmou, who climbed here at some point, hugged one of the big man's feet, his hands were full of blood, and his bloodshot eyes were staring at Puxuan, and his gaze remained unchanged.

"Get out of here, most of this stupid monk is also a monster, let's burn it together tomorrow." The strong man kicked Guangmou over, and said with a look of disgust.

Guangzhi glanced at Guangmou, nodded, and did not speak.

"Where the hell are you hiding?" Sun Wukong glanced at Puxuan and Guangmou, who had been tied up with straw ropes, and drove the somersault cloud around the Guanyin Zen Temple.

Although Ao Xiaobai is timid, as a dragon clan, and has the blood of the royal family, he is actually not weak, if he encounters a life and death crisis, he will definitely be able to turn into a dragon shape, Guanyin Zen Temple is so big, it is not easy to hide a dragon.

"Ao Xiaobai doesn't know where he was hiding to sleep, and that guy doesn't know where he ran?" Standing on the roof of the main hall, Sun Wukong looked around, a little worried about Ao Xiaobai, but also a little proud, "What kind of man-eating monster, it's just a human spirit, it's not that I was caught alone, and when that guy comes back, he will definitely feel useless." ”

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The news of the capture of the child-eating youkai spread all over Akiyama Town overnight, and even several nearby towns heard about it, and I don't know how many people stayed up all night, hugging each other and crying until dawn.

Early the next morning, some people rushed to the Guanyin Monastery, and by noon, the big courtyard in the gate of the Guanyin Monastery was already full of people.

Almost all the people from Akiyama Town and the two nearby towns, which had also lost a lot of children, were almost all here, and there were thousands of them, many of whom had white cloths wrapped around their heads, looking sad, and the atmosphere was a little tense and angry.

In the center of the courtyard, several square tables were put together at this time, and a simple wooden platform was built, with two half-zhang high firewood piles on one side, and a cross wooden frame stood in the middle, on which Puxuan and Guangmou were tied.

Guangmou's mouth was stuffed with a rag, his face was covered with blood, and he writhed his body in vain, his eyes always fixed on Pu Xuan on the side.

Pu Xuan was a little more miserable than Guangmou, but there was not the slightest fear on his sloppy beard, and his dark eyes narrowed slightly, trying to look up at the sun, as if he wanted to take one last look.

Many stones, rotten eggs, and rotten vegetable leaves were thrown at the two of them, and if it weren't for the efforts of the monks of the Guanyin Monastery to persuade them, these people would have rushed forward and tore them to pieces.

Guangzhi stepped on the stool and climbed onto the table, pressed his hands weakly, and said loudly: "Fathers and fellow villagers, everyone be quiet first, I know the pain and anger in everyone's hearts, and I also know that everyone can't wait to eat this monster alive. ”

The room gradually quieted down, and everyone heard that it was Guangzhi who led everyone to catch the monster last night, so they were quite grateful and respected him.

Sun Wukong sat on the branch of the old locust tree on the side, biting a peach that he didn't know where to pick it, and looked at the people below. She had a good impression of Guangzhi, so she didn't bother to get involved in the affairs of the Guanyin Zen Temple.

Ao Xiaobai didn't find it, but she felt that Tang Sanzang would definitely be able to find it, so she could only wait first.

Seeing that everyone was quiet, Guangzhi pointed at Pu Xuan with an awe-inspiring expression and said, "Abbot Pu Xuan was eaten by this monster at some point, and this fang lives in the temple as the abbot. Last night, his wardrobe was smashed open by Master Datang's apprentices, and there were dozens of children's clothes inside, all of which were the clothes of the children who had disappeared before, which revealed his true face. ”

When everyone in the audience heard this, their eyes were red, and their mouths were scolding, and the crowd rushed forward, knocking down several monks of Guanyin Monastery, and the remaining stones and eggs in their hands were also smashed up.

Guangzhi raised his hand and motioned for everyone to be at ease, and waited until everyone's voices became quieter, then he continued: "This monster is greedy by nature, and last night he saw that the robes of the Tang Dynasty Master were precious, and he wanted to take it for himself, so he actually instructed Guangmou to burn the Tang Master's meditation room. Last night's fire started because of this, and the poor Tang Master couldn't escape and was burned alive. ”

Everyone glanced at Sun Wukong, who was sitting on the tree, a little grateful, but also a little pitiful, and then looked at Pu Xuan and Guangmou, looking more and more angry.

Hung Moo, who was tied to the wooden frame, stared at Hirochi, and suddenly struggled violently, the thick wood actually made a creaking sound, and the mouth gagged by the rags made a whining sound, as if he wanted to say something.

Guang Zhi ignored Guang Mou, clenched his fists, his face showed a bit of anger, and said in a hoarse voice: "Another disciple of the Great Tang Master is only four years old, and when it rained last night, he disappeared in the room, and he must have been eaten by this monster!

"Burn him, burn him!"

Everyone raised their fists and shouted in unison, with great momentum, and the anger in their eyes was like substance.

The nightmares that have been going on for hundreds of years, the great pain of losing a child, this moment has all turned into hatred for Pu Xuan.

Guangzhi's gaze swept over the angry crowd in the audience, looked at Puxuan and Guangmou, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Ignition!"

Two monks with torches walked up quickly, about to light the firewood splashed with pine oil.

"Leave people under the fire!" At this moment, an elongated voice came from outside the gate.

Everyone was stunned, and the movements of the two monks also stopped.

With a loud bang, the two mahogany doors that were hidden were kicked away, one directly crossed the crowd and embedded in the roof of the main hall more than ten feet away, and the other turned into sawdust and rustled to the ground.

The originally noisy crowd instantly fell silent, and everyone looked in the direction of the gate in disbelief.

Two people walked in at the door, a young monk in a red robe, and a little girl in a black skirt in her hands.

"Who are you?" asked a long-bearded old man, trembling.

"In his story, I should be the Datang zombie who was burned to death. The young monk pointed at Guangzhi with a strange expression and said.