It is better to purchase grain sooner rather than later, after all, everyone came here, although they brought a little dry food with them, but they couldn't last three or two days. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

One can endure the cold wind and repair the temple with all kinds of simple tools, but one cannot work hungry.

No matter how pendelict you are, you have to keep yourself alive.

Mandu Ratu's injuries are still not healed, and this time it was his deputy Mo Rigen who followed us to Utu Meiren to purchase, and five other monks who came to help.

We set off on foot until noon. Fang just arrived at Utu Meiren.

Mo Rigen has been dealing with the merchants of Utu Meiren all the year round, and it is not difficult for him to deal with the matter, the only headache is the shyness in his pocket.

Last night many people ran away with blood, but the reality is cruel, and many things are not thought through, such as money.

The Hanging Temple under the leadership of the abbot will not worry about these, first, the Hanging Temple has been inherited for thousands of years, has its own heritage and wealth accumulation, and there are also some industries under its name, and there are more believers to worship, but the wave of people who followed the Yellow River Master left were empty-handed, with only more than 80 mouths.

Fortunately, we and the blind old man were here, especially the blind old man, who took out all his savings, plus some of the money that the old ghost and I pooled, to buy two truckloads of rice and noodles.

In addition to food, there are also some production tools and the like.

These are all things that the Hanging Temple of Eile urgently needs these days, and everything that should be prepared must be prepared.

Of course, we didn't need to worry about the specifics, and after handing over the money to Morrigan, we went back to Bagen's house, met the blind old man's granddaughter, and then drove the blind old man's RV.

After such a toss, in the afternoon, we drove back the RV where the blind old man was hiding.

As soon as I arrived at Bagen's house, as soon as I got out of the car, a little monk came running over and said to me, "Oh no. Mozhigen got into a fight over there......"

I was stunned, and said with whom?

The little monk said: "It's Zen Master Wu of Mingjing Pavilion, who framed us for stealing the property in the temple, and asked us to hand over the money and transport the grain to the White Wolf Valley. ”

Do I rub?

When I heard this, I immediately became angry, I didn't settle accounts with that guy enough to restrain myself, but I didn't expect him to come to us to pee.

Is it tolerable or unbearable!

I was angry, and the old ghost and the blind old man couldn't bear it, so I let everyone get into the buggy, and then with a thud of the accelerator, I drove straight to the market.

When I arrived at the market, I saw that Mo Rigen and a few helpers around me had been thrown to the ground, and the ground was in shambles, while Monk Wu Fa and his people were nowhere to be seen.

I stepped on the brakes, jumped off, helped Morrigan to his feet, and asked, "What about people?" What's going on? ”

Mo Rigen said with a painful face: "Wu Fa's scum slandered us for stealing the money from the Hanging Temple, beat us up, and then forcibly escorted the car to the White Wolf Valley - a fire the day before yesterday burned down the warehouse over there......"

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I was furious and asked aloud, "In that direction?" ”

Mo Rigen pointed to the west and said that there was White Wolf Valley.

I helped him into the car, and then pointed to a few monks next to him and said you find a place to bandage and clean up, and we will go after the car.

As I spoke, I went back to the cab, throttle thud, and raced towards the road.

Mo Rigen hurt his shoulder, and he clutched it and frowned. The blind old man stretched out his hand and asked, "How is it, where is the injury?" ”

He pressed it, and Morrigan took a breath of cold air and said it hurt, and he removed my shoulder blades - I'm sorry. I didn't keep the food, I didn't keep the money, I'm sorry everyone......

Mo Rigen is Mandu Latu's deputy, saying that he is a deputy, but in fact he is a master chef of stir-frying and cooking, a chef with a big head and a thick neck, although he is familiar with his ears and eyes, and knows some cultivation methods, but he can't be compared with a guy like Monk Wu Fa who practices all day long, so we don't have too much harsh criticism for him, and he is kind enough to comfort people and let him not take it to heart.

Mo Zhigen still couldn't think about it. Said that it was the food of our Hanging Temple for more than a month, if I can't find it, how can I have the face to face everyone?

The old ghost is a little strange, saying that the monk Wufa is so arrogant, and he dares to rob it openly on the street?

Mo Rigen sighed, and said that Utu Meiren's grain reserves are not much, we have bought the stock this time, and if we want it again, we need to go to other places to transport it.

The old ghost said that he had to talk about a first-come, first-served approach?

Mo Rigen sighed, saying that he had been used to being rampant in the past, and now that he was separated, he would not feel any difference.

The old ghost nodded, and did not speak again.

He was sitting in the passenger seat, and I could see that this guy's face was covered with frost.

In his eyes, there was an awe-inspiring murderous aura.

My car was driving fast. All the way to the end of the accelerator, the engine kept roaring, bumping, chasing for almost half an hour, and finally saw two trucks, and a jeep in front of it.

I continued to refuel, overtook the three cars in turn, and then slammed the steering wheel and landed the car in the middle of the road.

I did it suddenly, and the leading Jeep was startled and braked in a hurry, followed by the two trucks behind me. The shrill sound of brakes kept sounding, and soon a few fat-headed and big-eared monks jumped out of the jeep and shouted angrily: "What are you doing? How do you want to die and be reincarnated? ”

Among these great monks, the leader is none other than Zen Master Wufa, who has had a few encounters with us.

The gang yelled at me, and I opened the door.

When I got out of the car, the monks saw that it was me, and they also saw the old ghost, the blind old man and Mo Rigen behind me, and they immediately panicked.

Several of them looked towards the leader of the monk Wu Fa, the guy was also a little flustered at first, but in the end, he was the leader, and he was upright, glaring at us coldly. Then he said: "In broad daylight, are you going to block the road and rob or what?" ”

I walked up to him, squinted at him, and said, "Are you sure you're talking about not yourself?" ”

Monk Wu Fa was annoyed all of a sudden, and scolded angrily: "Shut up. Don't think you're a little capable. You can do whatever you want, I tell you, don't talk about it anywhere else, just here, but the territory of my Hanging Temple, don't be too arrogant! ”

I said, oh, the territory of the Hanging Temple, you can grab things with open fire?

Monk Wu Fa said where am I robbing? It is clear that Mo Rigen stole the money of my Hanging Temple, and these things were originally from my Hanging Temple......

"Fuck you!"

The blind old man couldn't help it, pointed to the fat monk's nose and scolded: "The money is mine, and the two of them made it up." Mo Rigen came out of the Hanging Temple, his hands were empty, and he didn't take a dime from your Hanging Temple! ”

Monk Wu Fa's face turned a little blue, knowing that he had taken this matter for granted.

However, he was cheeky, and sneered: "There is no basis for what you say, what evidence do you have?" ”

I said that when you robbed someone's things, you hit someone, right?

Monk Wu Fa said that I am in charge of the internal affairs of the Hanging Temple, and it is not your turn to take care of it.

I sneered and said that the street was barricaded, the violence was used, and the impact was bad, and the wealth was huge. For this alone, you can be sentenced for decades.

Monk Wu Fa said that I am a monk, how can the law be effective for me?

I tell you about it.

Monk Wu Fa pointed at me and said that you don't pretend to be garlic with me here, the rivers and lakes are in trouble, according to this, if you kill someone, should you pay for your life? But did you pay for it, didn't you?

I said that what you said is also right, then I will kill a few more people, anyway, the rivers and lakes are in trouble, the rivers and lakes.

Monk Wu Fa shouted angrily: "You dare to kill me? Aren't you afraid that my master will help me take revenge? ”

The old ghost finally couldn't hold it anymore. Jianbu stepped forward and roared angrily: "Do you see if I'm afraid......"

He couldn't bear it anymore, and the person rushed to him at once, raised his hand and slapped forward.

Monk Wu Fa had already taken precautions, but he thought it would be me who was talking to him, but he didn't expect it to be the old ghost next to him who didn't say a word, and he was immediately startled.

The reason why he died without repentance, if not for anything else, was to bet on the territory of this Hanging Temple, and we didn't dare to touch him, but I didn't expect that we would not be reasonable at all.

He didn't expect the old ghost to say that he would do it, and others would say it, but he saw the old ghost tear the two-horned rakshasa in half, and the arrogance and violence were not comparable to ordinary people, so frightened that he hurriedly retreated.

This is to fight with people, the most taboo is to be cowardly before fighting, to say that cultivation, this Wufa monk is actually quite good, even if it is not as good as us, but it is definitely able to withstand dozens of rounds, no problem, otherwise it is impossible to suppress the blind old man before.

But there was a fear in his heart, and he immediately fell into the old ghost's violent attack.

The old ghost is a powerful and unforgiving character, and after attacking several times, he took advantage of the time when Monk Wu Fa was in a hurry. Glimpsing a flaw, he suddenly made a move, and grabbed the guy's neck with one hand.

Then he first slammed the person on the top of the jeep a few times, making Monk Wu Fa dizzy, and then began to shoot his bow left and right, and slapped him.

Smack, smack, smack......

The old ghost slapped this time, it was called a cool, crackling, endless, others came forward to stop it, and kicked the old ghost with a whip leg, and the rest of the people no longer dared to step forward.

The old ghost slapped the other party's head into a pig's head, and then took out a short knife from his waist and aimed it at the forehead of Monk Wu Fa.

He narrowed his eyes, and there was an unconcealed killing intent in them.

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted: "Wait, don't do it......"