Zhao Yue smiled and looked at Wen Zhizhou, who was staggering and frightened, and said with a smile: "Lord Wen, I, I won't kill you." You can get out of the debt, you can get out and get revenge. ”

"If I don't settle the arrears as agreed, I won't leave today, so I'll suspend the Optimus Prime family. You see, what you have is time for revenge. I'll give you a chance. ”

"In a moment you can command the archers and see if you can kill me."

After he finished speaking, he slowly walked away.

The guards escorted him and Liu Tong.

Ren Yuan was a horse servant, leading Zhao Yue's war horse with his head held high and striding forward.

The sixth child let go of Wen Zhizhou, and Da Kui Wukui and his brothers followed on foot behind the guards in a carriage that pulled money.

The three kui and the four kui looked at each other and hesitated, gritted their teeth, and still followed the carriage silently with the following junior brother and nearly ten second bastards, trying to take the opportunity to get out of the killing field. They have been in the society for a long time, and they know now that if they stay, they will be dead and lifeless. No matter how loyal they are to Zhizhou, the officers and soldiers will never let them live.

Wen Zhizhou was freed, and most of the heart that had been hanging in his throat in surprise and shame finally let go.

The officer with the organic spirit hurriedly rushed up to support him, and called out to the lord affectionately and respectfully and filtily.

Those who didn't grab the first performance hurriedly ordered the officers and soldiers to surround the adults, and their performance in front of Zhizhou felt good. It's a pity that Wen Zhizhou didn't look at them at all.

Being tightly protected in the middle by three or four hundred officers and soldiers, it is really safe now.

Wen Zhizhou exhaled heavily, and after a little calmness, he stared at Zhao Yue's swaggering back and slowly moving away, grinding his teeth, his eyes flashing fiercely.

The officer holding him tentatively asked, "My lord, do you want to?"

He made a shooting gesture as he spoke.

Wen Zhizhou glanced at his subordinates, felt Qiu Ba's awe and obedience to him, and the wonderful feeling of being in power came back, and he quickly regained his official authority, his anger erupted, his blood rushed to the top, his eyes were red, his lips opened and closed continuously, and he wanted to drink and kill Zhao Yue, a group of traitors who disregarded the law of the country, several times, but he never dared to drink it.

Like the officers and men, he is afraid of his bravery, his backhand, and his great power.

He is used to the clever head of conspiracy, and he doesn't believe that Zhao Lao Er will be stupid enough to give him a chance to retaliate, and he never believes that Zhao Lao Er will really not guard against him to shoot and retaliate.

He was worried that the archers would not be able to help Zhao Yue's gang of strong men,

I am afraid that as soon as I release the arrows, Zhao Laoer, the living king of Hades, will come back with minions and a raging wind, and these waste officers and soldiers around him will not be able to protect him at all.

That's a dead death.

After hovering on the edge of life and death for so long, Wen Zhizhou now knows the horror of death, and realizes that he is a high-ranking official in a state, and his life can be lost if he is not.

He didn't have the courage to gamble on his life with archers, let alone gamble to kill Zhao Lao'er, Zhao Lao'er would have no subordinates lurking in Tai'an City, and in the blink of an eye, he could retaliate and kill him.

After staring at the weather for a long time, he exhaled heavily, waved his hand and said hatefully: "Go back to the city first to discuss with your lords, and then it's not too late to ask the guilty child." ”

The officers who supported him did not breathe a sigh of relief, but always tried to hold their breath.

It's not that they are unwilling to be humiliated and want to deal with Zhao Laoer.

The grievances with the Cangzhao family are the leader's business, and they have nothing to do with these lowly warriors who are soldiers. They don't want to make a feud with a king like Zhao Lao Er and find bad luck.

The reason for holding his breath is that the smell on Wen Zhizhou's body is too stinky and unpleasant.

Looking at the frame style, Lord Wen is afraid that he is not only scared to pee, but also pulled in his crotch. The legs and feet of the robe and trousers are all dripping yellow, and just looking at it makes me sick and panicked.

Wen Zhizhou was freed from the contradictory emotions of resentment, impulses, and revenge, but he didn't dare to do it, and then he realized that his crotch was sticky and uncomfortable, and his swollen face couldn't help but redden.

How can you take a carriage back to the city with such a dirty and smelly body?

It's a shame here.

If you lose this person in the state city and in front of all your colleagues and subordinates, then don't be the governor of Tai'an. No matter how thick the skin is, it won't dry up the face.

Fortunately, the officer who supported him was clever and considerate, and suggested euphemistically: "Your Excellency must be tired, you might as well go to the temple to rest for a while." ”

This gave Wen Zhizhou the opportunity to get down the stairs and change clothes.

Wen Zhizhou held on to his official authority and endured the discomfort in his crotch, but he ran to the ancient temple in small steps.

The officers and soldiers behind were out of Zhizhou's sight, and they didn't need to pretend to be respectful and obedient, and they all showed a look of shame on their faces: the arrogant scholar doctor turned out to be a special mother......

The party entered the temple.

The scene in the temple shocked Wen Zhizhou's legs and eyes straight, and he couldn't help but pee again.

I saw that the holy and quiet temple in the past has simply become a corpse field in the earth.

The entrance of the temple is covered with dead corpses stacked on top of each other, most of them are ordinary people's clothes, obviously most of them are trampled to death, and many of them are smashed to death by slashing and sticking, in short, they all died miserably.

Among them, there were several tattered corpses that were no longer human-shaped, and just looking at the bloodstained clothes, it was clear that they were rich men and women, but everything of value on them was gone.

The second most dead man was the bald man, and there were about seven or eight of them, and they fell down at the gate of the temple.

In the past, these monks were supported by the Tai'an people, had a wide range of money and food, lived a carefree life, had a solemn appearance, and were full of compassion and Zen sounds, all of whom were respected as holy disciples.

But now even if they die, they still have a hideous and fierce look on their faces, and some of them are still holding the ring knife and whistle stick in their hands until death, and the terrible blood stains on the ring knife and whistle stick can be seen that when receiving the nobles who fled from the VIP seat and blocking the people from entering the temple to escape, the monks have all turned into life-seeking ghosts from the compassionate Buddha, and they have not slashed and smashed the people who offered to them.

Wen Zhizhou's teeth were ringing, and he didn't want to step on the corpse to enter the temple, but he had to go in and borrow the temple to change his clothes, and was carried in by the considerate officer with his eyes closed.

But after entering the temple, the situation is even more terrifying.

From the door to the inside of the monk's corpse, I am afraid that there are not as many as seventy or eighty bodies, maybe the temple has armed forces and young and strong monks are armed at the temple gate, which is trying to block the crowd from breaking in with ferocious violence, but the not weak blockade force was easily rushed away by the crazy crowd, after a few corpses were thrown away in an instant, the rest were pushed and forced to retreat into the temple in a hurry to continue to defend and block step by step, but in a blink of an eye they were squeezed down and trampled to death by the influx of violent people.

Among the corpses of the monks were the corpses of many people who had been hacked to death, beaten to death, or injured to the ground, and trampled to death by the crowd.

It was undoubtedly these monks who cut and injured these people.

The monk tore off the Buddha's image and committed murder, but he died with the ordinary people who were beaten and killed. It can be seen that the principles of heaven are clear, cause and effect are reciprocated, and the Buddha is indeed really fair.

Wen Zhizhou was so frightened that his whole body trembled and softened, his eyes were straight, and he was forced by the officers who were not afraid of dead bodies and continued to walk towards the depths of the temple.

You have to find a place to avoid people, so that Zhizhou can take off his dirty clothes and wash his body decently, so he can only go to the deep meditation room.

The deeper you go, the more terrifying it becomes.

Along the way, in addition to the corpses of ordinary people everywhere, there were more corpses of men and women and elderly monks who were naked and raised with fine skin and tender flesh but died in horror and hideous.

The rich men and women are undoubtedly here to appreciate how unlucky the second child of Cangzhao is, those rich businessmen, bureaucrats and wives who are idle and can't escape.

At the time of the incident, the 'talented women' of the Qinglou were able to take the lead in hiding in the temple, escaping the crazy trampling outside the temple, and then realized that the temple was also dangerous, and most of them were able to escape from the back door in time, and sat in the carriage behind the temple wall.

Those fat "mothers" who can't run fast and can't escape, or stupid girls who think they are safe when they hide in the room, also become naked corpses, and they are humiliated in every way before they die.

The clothes on these people's bodies were stripped clean, and they were undoubtedly robbed by the strong men who had the opportunity to sprout evil thoughts after pouring into the temple with the crowd.

Regardless of whether it is a monk who pays lip service to mercy or a bureaucratic commoner, the vicious and ugly side of human nature has torn off its disguise here and now, and it is vividly displayed.

The splendor of the golden wall in the temple is gone.

The two-meter-high golden statue of the sacred Buddha in the main hall was first smashed and knocked down into pieces that were easy to take because of the legend that it was plated with a finger of gold. The part with gold was scraped and looted, and the plastic clay was soaked in water when taken home, and what was left was a thick gold flake that made people blush.

At this time, Wen Zhizhou only saw the empty original seat of the Buddha statue, and there was only a plastic coherent mud scattered around the platform.

Not only the Buddha, but also the statues of the majestic Dharma Protector Zhendian and the statues of the mountain gods and ghosts, all the statues that have gold or similar gold that are actually copper decorations and may have valuable things are also gone, and the valuable parts have been snatched away, and the pure oil paint clay statues have also been destroyed with ferocity and maliciously, leaving only the mutilated mud.

The temple was a mess.

The statues in the temple are like this, and the owners of the temple are also destroyed.

In the past, they were full of Buddhist wisdom, practiced solemn powers, and were good at solving problems for all the people, some of them died in the meditation room, some died in the main hall in a hurry, and some ......

The abbot of this temple and the head of the precept house died together, but they fell on the way to the back door of the temple, and their faces were full of horror when they were trampled and distorted. There were several people who had been hacked to death by the precept knife around him, but the precept knife used in the first seat of the precept house was also missing, as well as other murder weapons such as the precept knife equipped in the temple, and it undoubtedly became the murder weapon of the gangsters and was taken away afterwards.

The abbot died a decent death, covered by underwear, and was not stripped naked like the others, but the magnificent red robe he wore was robbed, because there were many gold threads and gold plates on it.

The people who died in the temple, not to mention the good clothes worn by the nobles, even all the monks' clothes and shoes that were well worn by the monks in this temple because of their wealth, and the robbers did not let go.

For the people who can only rely on their own hard work to earn food and clothing, the clothes worn by the nobles who can only be eaten and gluttonous in the past are good things, and they cannot be let go of the dead.

The lives of the little people can be carefully calculated.

Naturally, the money collected in the temple was looted. The rooms were turned into a mess everywhere, and the secret room in the temple that stored gold and jewelry shells was also found and emptied.

In addition, snatching away the iron pots, kitchen knives, quilts and other useful and robbed things in the temple is also a small day of careful planning and a great need for foreign financial subsidies.

Of course, like bed sheets, torn monks' robes, etc., are also powerful equipment for wrapping statues to cover up the dirt and flee home.

The temple was looted so badly, for Wen Zhizhou, it was not only terrible, but more importantly, it was inconvenient.

He brackered his courage and trembled alone in a room, using the water obtained by the officers and soldiers to endure the nausea and hastily wash off the filth on his body, but the underwear and official clothes stained with feces and urine could not be worn, and he wanted to find a dry clothes from the temple to temporarily replace this little thing, but now it has become a big difficulty.

There were only bloodstained terrible clothes on the dead in the temple, and Wen Zhizhou refused to wear such dead people's clothes when he was killed, nor did he want to wear them off the bodies of filial officers.

We can no longer be embarrassed in front of officers and soldiers.

But what can I do if I don't have any clothes to change?

Fortunately, Zhao Laoer, the living king of Hades, spared him from dying, his life should not be extinguished, and God seems to have the heart to take care of him.

After digging through the temple, an officer finally found a few cleanly washed robes in a monk's house, although they were of poor quality and old and tattered.

This was apparently the spare clothes of one of the lowliest monks in the temple. The robbers turned it out, but the poor people disliked its dilapidation, and they didn't have to take it away.

At this time, it is not worth considering.

If only there was a cover.

Wen Zhizhou endured his disgust, hurriedly put it on, and hurriedly got out of the ancient temple that made him always feel that there were wandering spirits and wild ghosts haunting under the frame of a filial officer, and ran into the carriage.

The carriage was hiding in a disgraceful dress, he straightened his official hat, and ordered the officer in front of him: "Quickly clean up the corpses in the temple and everything that should not be there." ”

The officer understood that Zhizhou was in a hurry to burn such shameful evidence as his official uniform, and he promised loudly in understanding: "The little one understands the instructions of the adults." ”

Wen Zhizhou glanced at the officer, and saw that this lowly martial artist was a little delicate and really understood his intentions, and he blushed a little, but the swollen and purple face of others couldn't see it, so he tried to maintain his official authority, nodded slightly with satisfaction, and ordered: "Order those officers and soldiers and archers in the ring to return to the city with their own officials." Others stayed to clean up the temple. In addition, the magistrate of this place was ordered to bring people to call the people to clean up this place as soon as possible. All the corpses, both soldiers and civilians, were found and burned together. Family members are not allowed to cry and claim and take the opportunity to make trouble. ”

After a few hurried orders, he immediately led his guards to the state city in a hurry.

For a moment longer, Wen Zhizhou didn't want to stay here.

The corpses of the officers and soldiers here are piled up in the river of blood, the gods and Buddhas and believers in the temples have suffered, and the rich and noble men and women who have died tragically...... In the final analysis, it was all a catastrophe caused by him Wen Zhizhou.

Wen Zhizhou was already frightened, but now he is even more suspicious, always feeling that the Buddha blames him for his evil in the sky and is looking at him angrily to surrender his crimes, and there are countless unjust souls and evil ghosts who died here wandering and roaring here to take revenge on him, wanting to tear him to pieces and devour him.

This is ominous land.

He just wanted to avoid the ghosts and flee back to the mansion to be safe and quiet.

The officers and soldiers who stayed behind saw the funny image of the old man of Zhizhou wearing an official hat but wearing a shabby monk's robe, and saw that Zhizhou was quickly leaving, so they let out a forbearant ridicule.

Wen Zhizhou's decency and majesty have been lost.