In the gloomy dungeon, the warm sunlight unexpectedly shone into Ikyu's body today, combined with his shiny bald head.

Brother Cairen saw that he was sitting cross-legged on the hammock, bathing in the sun, just like a legendary god, full of divine brilliance, which made people prohibitive but did not dare to approach.

I don't know how long it took, there was a noise outside, and Xishi took a dozen believers to the Tianzi prison area leisurely.

Seeing that everything was safe and sound, and they were not tortured as they imagined, and the terrifying appearance of being covered in blood, they were all overjoyed, and a smile immediately rose on their faces that were still a little sad.

And Sish took two steps ahead, went to the door of cell seven, and shouted to Yixiu inside.

"Master, we're here to get you out of prison. ”

Ichixiu's eyes opened suddenly, and he didn't wear any shoes on his feet, so he stepped out of the crowd and felt a gust of wind blowing past his ears.

The next moment, Ikyu was already standing in front of Xishi.

Everyone was amazed, especially the believers who saw the terrifying movement speed of Yixiu, and they had other thoughts in their hearts.

They think that Ikyu is actually capable of going out, and the reason why he doesn't go out is only because the master wants to prove his innocence and only believes in his own actions.

Suddenly, the image of a retired monk was several times higher in the hearts of everyone.

Then, Yixiu, excitedly walked through the cold cell door and held Shish with his own hands and said.

"In order to get the poor monk out, the donor worked hard. ”

The slut is also smart, and immediately accosted.

"Fighting for the innocence of the master, we don't work hard. ”

"Yes, we don't work hard", and more than a dozen other believers immediately followed suit.

On the contrary, it was the guards in charge of guarding next to him, and they all rolled their eyes.

They work hard, and we are the hardest.

They ate meat there, we could only eat a nest to fill our stomachs, and they almost had a nervous breakdown, and if you want me to say hard work, we are the hardest, okay!

Although they all thought like this in their hearts, they also held back a fire, but they couldn't have a seizure!

Immortals fight, how can mortals fight for a reason, it is precisely because they know this truth that the guards choose to ignore it.

And then a guard opened the cell of Tianzi No. 7 cell, and Yixiu was waiting for a foot to step out, and remembered something, so he turned around and beckoned to Cairen.

Cairen immediately ran over and explained earnestly.

"Cairen, remember what the poor monk told you, don't do those things that force Lai Lai, you have to control your subordinates, you can't bully people anymore, if the poor monk goes out and hears a little piercing words, you won't be a registered disciple of the poor monk in the future, do you understand?"

However, Yixiu didn't wait for Cairen to answer his words, and walked out, and Cairen hurriedly nodded to Yixiu, who only left him a back.

"Apprentice, I understand, you go all the way~"

How does this sound a little strange?, Ichixiu's steps paused, thought about it again, and walked forward again.

And Sish and a dozen other believers were more like victorious soldiers, and although they followed closely behind, they walked out of the steps of the six relatives who did not recognize them.

From the Tianzi cell, I passed through the Xuanzi cell, turned left and right, walked a necessary road, and entered the yellow cell.

Originally, they actually had to go some way forward, and they could walk directly out of the dungeon as soon as they rested.

But Ikyu walked very slowly, as if he was walking in his back garden, and from time to time he looked inside the prison, as if he was looking for someone.

Finally, near the edge of the yellow cell, Yixiu's eyes lit up, and he found the father and son he had been looking for to provide him with information, and immediately stopped.

Naturally, the adult saw Yixiu outside, and quickly stood up and ran over.

Yixiu said, "Brother, the poor monk is about to go out, but I still remember what you said, don't worry, I promise that you will be able to go out within three months." ”

Of course, Yixiu said this very quietly, and the guards didn't want to cause any more trouble, so they didn't pay attention to it at all, and it was their goal to send this plague god as soon as possible.

This also just saved this father and son from a disaster.

Immediately, Ikyu had no idea of staying in this dark and dirty dungeon.

After nearly five minutes or so, the believers waiting outside saw that the two iron doors of the dungeon, which had been closed for a long time, quietly cracked.

The gap is getting bigger and bigger, but when I see Ikkyu clasping his hands together, he walked out of it with a solemn and solemn expression.

"Master, come out", I don't know who it is, suddenly this voice came.

Everyone was a little impatient to wait, but when he yelled at him like this, they immediately looked at it and stood under the door.

The next moment, more than a hundred people, except for those old men with old arms and legs, and the old lady, all rushed over like crazy.

Suddenly, Yixiu, who had just walked out of the gate ten meters, surrounded three floors and three outer floors.

"Amitabha, the poor monk has seen the donors here, thank you for your righteous help, but how can the poor monk be!"

But seeing Yixiu's compassionate appearance, everyone not only didn't feel the slightest inappropriateness, but also waved their fists towards the sky, comparing all kinds of messy hand ornaments to express the joy in their hearts.

Then, Ikkyu didn't ask how these people got themselves out, and how they put the uniforms that the chief of the department had given them to the uniform.

Instead, he continued, "Everyone has worked hard for the poor monks in the past few days, and they must have missed a lot of work and done a lot of work, so the poor monks naturally can't ignore it, so let's go back to the temple with the poor monks for a meal, and by the way, get some bits as compensation, okay?"

Who knows, this group of people refused without thinking about it, but they still pretended to be angry before they negotiated this matter.

It was at this time that a huge body suddenly squeezed into the crowd, almost scaring everyone out of the sick, and those who were close were inevitably frightened and fell to the ground, stunned that no one approached this black and white beast that stood up more than four meters high.

But what everyone didn't expect, Yixiu still didn't change his face, and walked leisurely towards the fierce beast, step by step.

When he got to the place, Yixiu said, "Little cat, hurry up and bend your head, the poor monk is going to ride you back to the temple!"

And at this time, someone remembered that this fierce beast was not the one who suddenly appeared to kidnap the chief of the department a few days ago when they were first with the guards?

Could it have something to do with Master Ikyu?, this thought suddenly flashed through everyone's minds.

The next moment, as everyone had guessed, the four-legged gold-devouring beast obediently lowered its originally arrogant head, moved its broad back to Yixiu's feet, and leaned down even more.

Yixiu sat on it with his legs crossed, grabbed the black hair on the neck of the four-legged gold-swallowing beast with his left hand, and slapped his ass with his right hand, and said at the same time.

"Chongya!!"

Immediately, a dusty yellow dragon suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes, accompanied by a deafening sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

By the time the sound had died down and the dust had dissipated, Ikkyu had long since gone for smoke, but a group of believers who were messy in the wind remained.

"Master, it's really a master, even the way to exit is so," a young man muttered to himself with his mouth wide open.

Then, a large group of believers, who had been like fighters just a moment ago, returned to their original appearance, the old ones walked more slowly on crutches, and although the young people walked faster, they would feel tired when they ran two steps.

But no matter how slow it was, only ten minutes or so passed, and the believers left the battle position they were holding, aiming for the Golden Cicada Temple, and went to eat meat.

And the guards could only watch all this silently, and after everyone left, there was a silent pick up of the broom and dustpan.

What are you doing? Of course, you have to clean up the "battlefield"!