The monk who followed the lieutenant forward at a rapid pace looked indifferent, but his heart was already turbulent. He obviously sensed something unusual from the pace and shape of the person in front of him, and that was the killing intent that this person could not conceal.

Although he was submissive and respectful, judging from this hurried pace and a hurrying situation, it didn't look like he couldn't take the monk to meet He Tingshi, but there was a sense of sending him on the road.

But the monk was not worried, but paid more and more attention to the houses and city buildings on this long street. Not long ago, I didn't notice anything unusual when I entered the city, but at this time, it seems that I was negligent. Unlike the small town at the foot of the Jialan Temple, there is an almost paranoid dogmatic style here.

The bluestone pavement under the feet is neatly stacked and tightly fitted. There is no such staggered style, but a little more solemn. Walking on this long street, there is a feeling of being watched, and if you don't know how the monk listens carefully, you can hear the gasps of the people in the ranks that are difficult to hide.

This is the after-effect of years of running, and whenever he stops, he will breathe heavily to adjust to the next run. This goes on and on, and habits are formed. With such three steps, one post, five steps and one sentry, it is no wonder that he was targeted when he entered the city.

Fortunately, the three of them were scattered into the city, and although they were targeted, they have not been linked together for the time being. If it weren't for his bright bald head revealing his whereabouts just now, I'm afraid it would have affected Chixin and Wanzhang. Thinking of his hint just now, the monk breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay."

"Is the master tired?" Hearing the monk's whispering, the lieutenant suddenly stopped, turned around and asked. Although the words are caring, they are not mixed with a trace of substantive emotion, I am afraid that there are other intentions.

At the moment when the lieutenant turned around, he felt at least four people on the left and right moving a step to his side. The rain was getting lighter, and the sky was dark, although it diluted some of the bloody gas, but the four people held horizontal knives in their hands, and the shields were held in front of the knives, and they intercepted their lives step by step.

The lieutenant, who stopped and turned around, drew a shiny horizontal knife from his waist and placed it in front of his arm, making a posture of being ready to attack. After a short silence, the monk asked, "But do you want to kill the poor monk?" ”

The lieutenant turned a blind eye to the rain that fell on his face, just stared at the monk who couldn't understand it, and shouted coldly: "You thief, you have already noticed that you have strong reinforcements, and it is inconvenient to do anything with you. ”

The monk slowly lowered his head and recited the Buddha's name. When the monk lowered his eyebrows, King Kong was already angry. I already noticed that something was wrong, but at this time, Tu Qian Dagger saw that he was in tune. If you still have to be false and wronged, I am afraid that it will mess up the Buddha's heart.

At this time, on another long street, Chi Xin and Leng Wanzhang were also back to back, and their retreats were cut off in all directions. The group of eight people, all with hideous faces, holding horizontal swords and shields, paced towards the two of them.

As soon as the lieutenant broke off, four soldiers with knives rushed over, and their knife skills were fierce, and they went straight to the point. The monk who didn't pass the ground took off and stepped on the ground, and there were a few more winding cracks on the smooth and flat bluestone slab, splashing several pieces of gravel, which were caught in the hands of the monk.

The next moment, the monk's robe skyrocketed, and if it was inflated and bulging, he grabbed the gravel with both hands and lifted it up, which was wider than his shoulder. As the monk's robe lost its strength, four pieces of rubble hit the shields of the four soldiers impartially, sending them flying out.

The martial arts of Buddhism are broad and profound, and the external refining and internal strength contained in the angry eyes of this hand are abnormal, which not only shocked the four people away, but also made them faint after falling to the ground. If someone came forward to check at this time, they could see that the shield in front of the four people had been pierced by rubble.

And the gravel that passed through the shield happened to hit the horizontal knife body, and the unloaded force knocked the four people unconscious. If the mortal body had suffered this blow, I am afraid that it would have died on the spot.

The lieutenant who held the horizontal knife in one hand, the sweat from the corner of his forehead slowly mixed with the rain ran down his cheeks, dripping onto the bluestone slab under his feet, splashing a little splash. He wanted to take advantage of the situation to mend the knife and cut this thief bald on the long street. But he didn't expect the thief bald to strike first, and he fell behind.

The monk folded his hands again and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, God has the virtue of a good life." The poor monks came from Jialan Temple, and what they saw along the way were all shocking. When he passed through Qingxia Town, he was already angry and full of karma. They don't deserve to die, but you! There is death and there is no life. ”

When the lieutenant heard the last words of the monk, he swallowed his saliva unconsciously, broke off his courage and rushed forward with great strides, raising his knife and slashing. The monk was cold-eyed and stared at the comer, but he didn't have to.

When the horizontal knife that braved the cold of the forest split the rain curtain and was about to slash on the nine ring scars, the monk shouted angrily, put his hands together, stuck the horizontal knife in the palm of his hand, and couldn't move.

The lieutenant couldn't draw his knife and pressed the knife, so he let go and made a fist and hit the door of the monk's face. The monk did not understand the palm of his hand, and then sent it to the front of him. Only a scream was heard, and the lieutenant's hands were broken at the wrist, and he died in pain.

The monk held the handle of the knife, but did not mend the knife, but threw the horizontal knife down. The horizontal knife was forced into the bluestone slab for a few inches, making a trembling crisp sound, bounced away the falling rain curtains, and hit the stone piers on both sides.

The stone pier corresponds to the location of the sentry soldier, and it is difficult to detect unless you look closely. Hearing the screams coming from the long street next door, Chi Xin and Leng Wanzhang also quickly solved the trouble in front of them, turned sideways through the dark alley, and rushed to meet the monk who was not connected.

Chixin was a little flustered, but after that scream, he calmed down. Because she knew that it was not issued by the monk, but it could prove that the monk was angry, did it, and solved the trouble. At this time, it is more certain to hear the sound and move.

When the two of them rushed to the ground, the monk had already stopped in the rain, looking up at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking. Behind the stone piers on both sides of him, four people had broken shields in front of them and were unconscious. The man in front of him was lying on his back, his hands broken at his wrists, wailing in pain.

This scream not only called Chi Xin and Leng Wanzhang, but also attracted the attention of the Huaiyou Mansion garrison. The group of soldiers lined up in two teams, and the first one came out with a sword in his crotch, and shouted coldly: "Go and see, what happened." ”

The two teams of soldiers received the order in unison, "obey the order".

Then he turned and lined up, and hurried towards the place where the screams had been heard. The man with the crotch sword looked down at his hands, carefully checking the impurities between his fingernails. The hands were clean and white, not calloused like those of ordinary soldiers, but properly maintained, and more than the woman.

The owner of the hands snorted lightly, "Kang Jun has not returned, and his henchmen are estimated to not be able to survive now, and now this Huaiyou Mansion is Lao Tzu's final say." It's just that I don't know what the origin of this assassin is, and how much wind and waves it can stir up. ”

The owner of the white hands raised his eyes to look at the deep courtyard in the city. On the high platform of the deep courtyard, a person was looking here. Because of the distance, the two of them didn't know that each other's eyes met at a certain moment. And the people on the high platform have been standing in the rain curtain for a long time, and everyone behind them is bowing their heads and respectful.

He Taihu retracted his gaze, turned to the people in the banquet hall and asked, "But there is a thief?" ”

Everyone didn't dare to answer, if they said yes, at this time, He Tingshi was on the rise, and he would touch the mold as soon as he said it. If not, I am afraid that this miserable howl cannot be ignored.

The leader of the literati just now was eager to atone for his sins, and hurriedly spoke: "Xu is to sweep away the 'fleas' and disturb He Gong. The word "flea" is very clever at this time, as if it had not been heard, but it had to be removed. If you let it go, you will feel uncomfortable.

He Taihu's face was calm, and although he had ascended the throne, he had secretly learned to be a king. After looking around at everyone, he laughed loudly, "This 'flea' should be removed." The literati was shocked at first, and He Taihu was even more afraid when he closed his mouth and looked around, and he was about to ask for sin. Unexpectedly, such a comment came, and suddenly it was like being amnestied, and the waist pole was straightened up.

It's just that the hanging head, I'm afraid it will take hundreds of years to raise it again.

He Taihu nodded with satisfaction and waved his hand: "Everyone are seated, and the banquet continues." The people who thought it was up to this point were suddenly happy and worried when they heard this. The vassals were naturally happy, while the warriors were worried about the "fleas", and they didn't know if they would become a "hungry wolf" and tear apart the exploits they had just won.

However, there is still one person in the north of the city who did not attend today. He volunteered to take on the post of today's patrol, and I don't know if he has already received any rumors. If you leave the table rashly at this time, I am afraid that He Taihu will be suspicious, so you can only go with him.

The owner of the white hands straightened his helmet and stood with his head held high. In the sound of torches, he looked at the city gates, and did not know who he was waiting for. And the torches wrapped in the night breeze flickered and dimmed, as if to tell what was to come in the near future.

The man retracted his gaze, and began to concentrate on the impurities between his fingernails, and muttered to himself, "Whether you are Kang Junli or He Taihu." At that moment, they all knelt down for Lao Tzu and kowtowed and begged for mercy. ”

After saying that, he laughed like a ghost.

And a group of soldiers he sent rushed to the two long streets, except for the eight corpses, four unconscious, and the lieutenant who passed out in pain. Where are the traces of those three "fleas". But at this time, if you turn back to your life, you will inevitably be scolded.

After thinking about it for a while, three people were divided to carry the lieutenant back, and the rest of the people scattered in all directions, taking advantage of the night, even if they dug three feet into the ground, they had to dig out the "fleas" hidden in the dark.

At this time, the monk and the other three had already gone to a dark alley to hide. This place is different from the two long streets just now, there is no stone pier to block it, but it is very hidden, but the fishy smell comes from the bursts, I don't know what is slaughtered here.

Before they had time to think about it, all three of them were out of breath. Leng Wanzhang smacked his lips and said: "If you want me to say, I will fight with them, not long ago I was so heroic, you also saw it." ”

The monk shook his head when he heard this, and Chi Xin took out a short blade and gestured back and forth in front of the young man surnamed Leng, without saying a word. It's just that the corners of his mouth hide a cold killing intent that can't be concealed, which makes Leng Wanzhang feel a chill in his heart.