Because Lao Li was carried out of the cell by a person named Monk Xianzong at that time, after Li Shimin, the king of Tang, sat on the golden dragon chair, he named Monk Xianzong as a general, and the other seventeen monks traveled all over the world because they did not want to be officials.

"I'm telling you this, it's nothing more than eighteen bald donkeys taking advantage of the time and place, and making a bloody plot to save Your Majesty." Fei Xingjian's face didn't matter, his eyes were full of contempt, "Fu Yi was born at the wrong time, a person in his seventies, and he can't get along with a group of monks." If I were Fu Yi, I would have burned General Xianzong's house and killed him directly. ”

"Brother, I've heard my father say that you are a loach that you can't catch." Cheng Huailiang sat up suddenly, "Uncle Fei Jun's transcript handed over to me is not signed, it is an anonymous transcript of yours. You tell me the truth, you wrote it, right? ”

Fei Xingjian also sat up, "Why do you judge that I wrote it?" ”

"When Yu Shinan passed away, you still bragged that if it weren't for the exquisite pen and ink, Chu Suiliang would not have written often. Those who don't choose the quality of pen and ink and can write smartly and quickly are only you and Yu Shinan. Just your handwriting and cursive writing are enough to start a sect......" Cheng Huailiang glanced at Fei Xingjian with disdain, "Why do you think Uncle Fei Jun didn't hand it over to His Majesty but gave it to me?" ”

"Why?"

"Hand it over, how can Your Majesty not see it?" Cheng Huailiang sighed, "Do you want to follow Fu Yi's path?" ”

"Pretty much." Fei Xingjian sighed again and again, "I don't know when it started, everyone believes in Buddhism." I believe in Buddhism when I am sick, I believe in Buddhism when I have a broken leg, and I believe in Buddhism when I can't have children. It's not impossible to believe in Buddhism, but in the end, this group of bald donkeys actually became big dogs silently, which is their fault. Fu Yi has been sparse for many years, I have studied it carefully, and I think Fu Yi is right. ”

"The son inherits the father's business." Cheng Huailiang said for no reason, "Fu Yi has a son named Fu Heng, right?" It is said that Fu Yi's true biography is deep, Wei Hui wanted to dig into the corner of the wall several times and let Fu Heng be the official of the imperial history, but this bastard didn't agree. ”

"I'll take you to meet Fu Yi when I have time. As long as he doesn't believe in Buddhism, he welcomes it. Fei Xingjian then smiled, "I heard Zhang Haitang say that you are a closed disciple of Master Xihua, if you want to go, Fu Yi has to treat you as a guest." ”

"Then take the time to pay a visit, let's go to Huichang Temple to meet these monks first."

When they arrived at Huichang Temple, Cheng Huailiang and Fei Xingjian got off the ox cart, and Li Changsi and Fang Yiai had been waiting for a long time with a twenty-seven or eight-year-old person.

After introducing each other, I learned that the young man was Fu Yi's son Fu Heng, Fu Yi was too old to stand the toss.

As long as someone wants to find trouble with the monk, they are all like-minded people in the Fu family, which is vividly expressed in Fu Heng's body, after a few words, the four of them are hot, plus Fu Heng knows Fei Xingjian, not to mention it.

Cheng Feng also came at this time, and took out six sets of Taoist robes, "Little grandfather, the Taoist robes are ready." ”

"Everybody's on." Cheng Huailiang didn't explain, he put on the robe first, and then asked Cheng Feng for a dagger, and handed it directly to Fang Yiai, "There is revenge, there is revenge." ”

Fang Yiai's face was ugly for a while, Princess Gaoyang always came here to worship the Buddha, and sometimes she didn't return all night, Fang Yiai had no evidence, and her character was cowardly, so she couldn't do anything about Princess Gaoyang for a while.

Who is Fang Yiai? Glittering Hulk.

Later generations of scholars have studied the person of Princess Gaoyang, and have also studied the love of Fang, in the final analysis: a slap does not make a sound.

Derailment, even if Princess Gaoyang doesn't take the initiative, the debate monk will also take the initiative, at that time, Princess Gaoyang was the kind of lord who brought disaster to the country and the people. What's more, Princess Gaoyang's cheating should have happened before she got married.

After hearing Cheng Huailiang's words, Fang Yiai gritted his teeth and took the dagger, but quickly handed it to Cheng Huailiang, "I want to use a stick." ”

Cheng Huailiang smiled, "Feel free, if you want to die, you can kill it, and the master will carry it for you." A hundred dollars of money. ”

"Huailiang, what are you doing?"

Fu Heng and Fei Xingjian were in a hurry, and they couldn't wait to rush into Huichang Temple immediately.

"There's nothing wrong with a Taoist priest beating a monk, right?"

"There's nothing wrong with it."

"So what are you waiting for? Rush in and beat them up. ”

After Cheng Huailiang finished speaking, he also deliberately explained to Cheng Feng, "Fang Jun is weak, you can help more, Fang Jun will be ruthless to whoever he is, and break his third leg." ”

Fang Yiai's face instantly became hideous, his eyes were red, and he was holding a stick tightly in his hand, fierce, "I'll break his third leg." ”

"The auspicious time has come, and I am talking about it."

Cheng Huailiang took the lead, carrying a stick, and kicked open the gate of Huichang Temple, "Bald donkeys, suffer death!" ”

A roar detonated the audience. Cheng Feng, the bastard, went around the process directly, and couldn't help but say that when he saw the monk, he was a dull stick in front of his head.

The monk himself was frightened by the ghost fire in the past two days, and now a group of Taoist priests rushed in for no reason, and beat the monk with sticks, and it was even more chaotic.

Fang Yiai's eyes were very poisonous, and he rushed directly into the Daxiong Treasure Hall, aimed at the head of the debate monk, and knocked it down with a stick.

Cheng Feng was sharp-eyed, for fear that Fang Yiai would suffer, and he also entered the Daxiong Treasure Palace.

The Fu family was born to be the nemesis of the monks, and they have a common enmity with the bald donkeys, and the stick wheel is also a tiger and a tiger. As for Fei Xingjian, he is a soy sauce player, and he is already out of breath after a few sticks, so he can only follow Fu Heng to pick up the rest of the orders.

What a wickedness!

Cheng Huailiang leaned against the big tree for a moment, watching quietly, if there was a fish that slipped through the net, Cheng Huailiang would also knock it over with a stick.

Originally, the temple was beautiful, solemn, and the smoke surrounded the sermons.

But on the contrary, when the front foot encounters a ghost fire, there is a Taoist priest on the back foot to smash the field.

"Where did the bull's nose come from, dare to commit murder here?"

At the door of the presiding officer of Huichang Temple, there was a fat-headed and big-eared monk standing with a whistle stick in his hand, and when he saw Fu Heng rushing over, he hurriedly stopped him.

"Murder your mother!"

Fu Heng picked up the stick and hit it, who knew that the fat-headed and big-eared monk was a practitioner, and he beat Fu Heng down with a few sticks.

Fei Xingjian didn't dare to rush up again when he saw that the other party was stiff, Cheng Huailiang walked over in a few steps, and broke the monk's dog leg in two or three rounds.

kicked the door open, and the presiding card in his fifties sat on the futon, his face was very ugly.

"Where's the kid?" Cheng Huailiang's stick was placed directly on the host's shoulder.

"Donor, what are you talking about, the poor monk doesn't understand." The old monk's face was pale, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat, saying that he was not afraid that it would be fake.

Bang!

Cheng Huailiang knocked a stick on the other party's shoulder, "Where are the children for the last time?" ”

The old monk remained indifferent.

A recital was thrown in the old monk's face, "See clearly, answer me well." ”

"I don't know where the child is, I just want to tell you that this is the temple of General Xianzong."

General Hyeonjong?

Fu Heng and Fei Xingjian directly tore off the robes on their bodies, and Fei Xingjian stretched out his hand and pointed at the host, "Monk Xuanzan, look at who I am!" ”