"Tie him up!"

Zhu Cijiong waved his hand, Yang Qilong and the others jumped up, and tied up Fulin in a ball.

"Don't scratch me, don't scratch me, I'm kowtowing to you......"

Fu Lin was already frightened, his eyes were blank and his words were incoherent......

When he saw the descendants of the Zhu family being scraped by fish scales, he was so happy, at this time, when it was his turn, he was and urinating......

……

What an ugly chieftain!

Fulin's ugliness made Zhu Cijiong sneer, and he simply didn't pay attention to him, he called Zhang Da:

"Da Lang, you go ......"

Zhu Cijiong crouched in Zhang Da's ear, taught carefully for a while, and Zhang Da nodded and left.

In a short time, more than 200 catties of gunpowder were turned into dozens of bottles and cans.

……

"Childe, it's no good, the Qing soldiers chased to the foot of the mountain!"

Jiao Sanhuo ran back in a hurry and said eagerly.

"What's the panic?"

Zhu Cijiong chuckled: "Fu Lin is in our hands, are you still afraid that the Qing army will attack the mountain?" ”

"Tie up these monks for me and put them on the periphery!"

……

The Qing soldiers chased after Zhu Cijiong's ass and chased all the way to Wutai Mountain, and then stopped their footsteps.

It's a big place!

Although the Qing court covered the matter of Fulin's renunciation, the princes of the clan still knew about it.

This place, that's where Long Yan is stationed!

After discussing it, everyone decided to send an elite soldier to search the mountain, and repeatedly ordered that they should not rob the temple property.

What kind of virtue is their own soldiers, the commanders naturally know that if they rob here, even if they catch Zhu San, they will be punished!

Therefore, the generals have repeatedly ordered that people should not be presumptuous in the temple.

Who knows, before they could go up the mountain, they saw a monk climbing down the mountain.

"General, General, something is wrong!"

As soon as the monk saw the Qing soldiers, he immediately cried out......

"Cry you dead mother!"

The leader in front of him whipped down, and the ghost cried wolf howling even louder......

"Catalogue Sea! Stop it! ”

Zuo Ling Catalogue Tuhai didn't know what the monk here represented, but the leaders behind him had already been instructed by their own prince.

Leader Wenda looked angry, kicked the sea of the catalogue, and helped the big monk with his own hands:

"Buddha, you say slowly, what happened?"

The old monk's face was full of panic, and he said eagerly: "Take me to see the general, woe, woe!" ”

Seeing the old monk's face full of panic, the counselor Wenda refused to say anything to himself, so he had to bring him to his own prince.

At this time, the princes were discussing how to attack Wutai Mountain, but it would not arouse Zhu San's murderous intent, so that he would directly slaughter the monks on the top of the mountain......

There's a dragon face on it!

As for the monks and lamas on the top of the mountain...... Does it matter if they live or die?

Before everyone had decided to be ugly, Wenda came in with a crying monk.

"Ladies and gentlemen, woe, woe, that Zhu San actually kidnapped the old emperor!"

"What!"

The kings were stunned.

……

Before their panic had subsided, they saw their own soldiers hurrying towards them:

"Masters, it's not good, that Zhu San claimed to have kidnapped the old emperor!"

"Zhu San guarded the surroundings with a monk, but at first it was a eunuch without pants, we carefully identified it, it was my eunuch ......"

Everyone's faces changed greatly, and they hurriedly walked out of the big tent, but they saw a group of monks wearing big yellow robes, forming a circle and slowly moving towards the bottom of the mountain.

Inside the circle, there are a group of bandits in tattered clothes.

In front of everyone, they saw a eunuch who was not wearing pants and had a slick crotch, full of bottles and cans, crying and yelling:

"Stop the fuck, go back to the Sprinkle family, go back...... The old emperor was arrested by them, retreat! ”

His voice was hoarse, his bare legs were bruised from the cold, and the feces and urine had dried on his thighs, turning into long brown ......

"It's Wu Liangfu!"

Leer Jin's face was pale.

Damn it!

Zhu San actually kidnapped the first emperor!

"Zhu San!"

Leer Jin came out of the crowd, and with a wave of his hand, a group of Qing soldiers musketeers aimed at Zhu Cijiong and the others.

"Let go of the old emperor, I will spare you a whole corpse!"

His face was full of anger.

Careless, careless!

He should have listened to Zhou Peigong's words a long time ago, if he could have taken a step forward and asked Ao Zhongtang to mobilize the grassland departments, then Zhu Cijiong would have been arrested long ago!

"Whole corpses?"

"Hahahaha!"

Zhu Cijiong laughed.

He kicked out a monk, his hands were tied behind his back, and several bamboo tubes were tied to his body, and Zhu Cijiong directly caught a rope on his body:

"Old monk, if you run over early, you will be saved, if it is too late, this bomb will have to be blown up!"

The old monk's face changed greatly, but he saw that Yang Qilong had already raised his gun and aimed at him.

He knew that if he didn't run, he would have to be killed on the spot......

Zhu Cijiong pulled his hand, only to hear the "snort", and the sound of gunpowder burning sounded.

"Hurry up!"

Zhu Cijiong sneered.

The old monk hurriedly rushed towards the Qing soldiers: "Save me, save me......"

……

Zhu Cijiong said loudly: "He has the explosives I made on his body, which is more powerful than the one in the palace, and the lead can burn without ignition!" ”

"You have ten breaths to unleash the bomb from him, if not...... Hey hey ......"

"And!" Zhu Cijiong nodded his head with his hand: "Don't think about it, shoot me with a gun, do you see the rope on my body?" ”

"The bomb is on Fu Lin, if I fall, he will explode!"

Zhu Cijiong laughed loudly.

Fu Lin carried dozens of catties of gunpowder on his back, but the lead was burned, and the other end was tied to his body!

If he can't escape, he will definitely end up scraping the scales.

If you blow up Fu Lin before you die, it will be enough!

"Despicable!"

Le Erjin's face changed drastically.

"Take him away!"

With a wave of his hand, a soldier rushed out, took the monk in his arms, and took him directly into the distance.

I didn't have time for five breaths, just an earth-shattering loud noise!

"Boom!"

Blood was scattered all over the sky.

……

Everyone turned their heads to look, Mo said that there were two of them, and even the war horse was gone......

"Tut-tut!"

Zhu Cijiong endured the discomfort, and his tone was cold and ruthless: "I forgot to tell you, the conditions are simple, ten breaths, it is the longest time for the lead to burn!" ”

He silently recited in his heart: Amitabha, old monk, I left time for the Qing soldiers to save you, but it's a pity that they didn't save you!

If the Qing soldiers had cut the rope holding the explosives and dropped the bomb far away, the monk would have been saved.

It's a pity that the Qing soldiers, who are used to doing despicable things, didn't give the old monk a chance to live......