The lama laughed a few times, and was about to float away from the upper room, when a little beggar appeared in front of him and blocked his way.

The lama monk was stunned and immediately recognized it, "You are Shangguan Feng?" ”

Shangguan Feng said bluntly: "Exactly." May I ask if the monk is a masked man who broke into Kaifeng Mansion at night? ”

The lama monk's face was stunned, his eyes rolled and he felt that there was no need to hide it, so he looked up and smiled: "Hahaha...... You have a good eye. Shangguan Feng, why did you make yourself look like this, but the little benefactor is wrong with you, look at it, so many people are crying out for you, killing officials and soldiers, but you are hiding here, stealing peace, what is like a hero's doing?"

Shangguan Feng knew that he deliberately pulled the topic away, and sneered: "I, Shangguan Feng, have never been a hero, I don't know anything below, I ask for advice in person, may I ask who the monk is?" ”

The lama monk's cunning eyes rolled and said: "The monks don't speak, the old man is a monk in the Xixia Chanyu Temple, they are all good men in the Xixia Yipinju, just because he heard that the small Shi doctrine Bo Yuntian is not tolerated by the government, the old man took them to fight for the little donor. ”

"Shut up! It's nonsense! Shangguan Feng said sharply, "You are the master of Western Xia, this master believes it, but you come to the Great Song Dynasty to sell dog meat under the banner of the master, and you are making a big fuss in Kaifeng Mansion and robbing the law field to kill innocents, you want to disturb the Great Song Dynasty to help your Western Xia army win the battle of Hehuang, but you came here to be a good person, and you also want the master to be grateful for your kindness, is it bullying our Great Song Dynasty No one?" ”

"Oh, hahaha......" The lama monk was exposed to his scheming, and said with a smile, "Don't dare, don't dare, the Great Song Dynasty Hidden Dragon Wolong, the old man only admires the little donor, the little donor is young but far-sighted, and the martial arts are even better, the old man really appreciates it, but even though the little donor is talented through heaven and earth, but it is not tolerated by the Song master, and it is not a pity that Maxima can not meet Bole." In this way, if you don't dislike the old man who is willing to make an exception for the little donor to return to the door, the heir of this Zenyu Temple will be the little donor in the future. ”

Shangguan Feng sneered, "Hmph, the senior monk is really good at calculating, and now he is going to accept the disciples who are closed, but the senior monk must be in vain, the master Shangguan Fengsheng is a Great Song Dynasty, and he is a Great Song ghost when he dies, don't talk about it, make a decision in advance today, kill so many people in my Great Song Dynasty, insult my reputation, you have to fight this lawsuit!" ”

"Xiao Shi mainly doesn't know how to lift, but don't blame the old man for turning his face and being ruthless, you want to catch the old man, do you have the ability?"

"Don't talk nonsense, the fierce monk will see the move!"

Shangguan Feng knew that this lama monk's martial arts were profound, and he stepped forward to perform the afterimage magic skill that had just been introduced, and regarded the lama monk as a plum blossom pile, and turned around him.

The lama monk was startled and also cast out the leader of the family, only to see him standing still, suddenly lucky, shook his body, the sword behind him popped out of the box, and then shook his arms, a wave of qi turned up, and the long sword around his body flew up like wings, flying faster and faster, and soon all around the lama monk were flying swords, so that Shangguan Feng could not get close.

"With Qi Imperial Sword?" Shangguan Feng knew that this lama monk's martial arts cultivation was far above his own, and if he wanted to break his move, he could only break through the Qi Cultivation Realm, and it was only possible to reach the Cultivation Weapon Realm, and he was now in the Refining Body Realm, which was still far away.

For a while, Shangguan Feng couldn't hit the door of the lama monk, and the lama monk could only seal the door, but he couldn't launch an effective attack on Shangguan Feng, and the two of them were indistinguishable from each other in the room for a while......

The laughter of the lama monks is actually a signal for them to retreat, and the people under them hear the signal and no longer love to fight, and they are almost unable to support it, after all, the disparity is huge, the time is short, and the consumption is very large after a long time, plus there are masters like Yang Zhi and Wang Jin to help in the battle, and there is a danger of being dumpled if they continue to fight. Therefore, these people fled one after another, some drilled into the alley, and some flew up the wall and jumped over the ridge to escape.

"Chase! Can't let go of the thief, let go of the arrows! Gao Yu and Shen Yuanying were shouting on the stage.

The officials and soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty shouted and chased and killed, those who could walk the wind, those who could walk the rain, some flew to the upper room, and some drew bows and arrows.

But these are all masters of Xixia Yipinju, only masters like Yang Zhi and Wang Jin can deal with them, the guards of Duanwang Mansion and the four famous catchers of Kaifeng Mansion can only stretch out their hands with them, and the general officials, including the Imperial Forest Army, can't help them at all, only to be beaten.

At this time, Yang Zhi stabbed into the waist and ribs of a Western Xia master who had no time to retreat, and kicked the corpse away, Yang Zhi also heard laughter, and the lama monk also entered his sight.

"Who? Who disturbs the Sprinkle family to sleep? ”

A burly monk got up from the ground with sleepy eyes.

It was Lu Zhishen. It turned out that Naruda came to the Dharma field, saw a sea of people, and the wind blew the wine up this way, at this time, the lively crowd was relatively quiet, the third soul chasing cannon was difficult to deliver, and the executioner did not cut people, watching the lively crowd make a commotion, Gao Yu and Shen Yuanying and others were holding back uncomfortable.

At this time, Lu Zhishen was overwhelmed by alcohol, so he lay down on the ground, pillowing his Zen staff, and soon snored like thunder.

Some people who saw the excitement and cut people on the scene came to see him, pointing and pointing, a drunken monk, sleeping on the edge of the execution ground with a Zen cane, such a scenery is unique!

Only Lu Zhishen can sleep on this occasion, and this sleep is very dead, so that the crowd has changed from a commotion to the scolding of Western Xia masters and officials and then to real killing, and the execution ground has become a battlefield for killing, such a big movement did not wake up Lu Zhishen, until Yang Zhi trampled on him as a corpse, Lu Zhishen woke up.

After Lu Zhishen said this, he suddenly got something wrong, everything in front of him scared him so much that he immediately woke up halfway, there were corpses everywhere, blood flowed like a river, and countless officials and soldiers were still shouting to chase and kill the thief.

Only then did his thoughts return to the matter of "cutting Luda in the field", and a soldier in front of him was looking at him, a snow-bright steel knife dripping with blood.

At this time, Yang Zhi was also taken aback, this great monk was not dead? What, he actually slept here? This is really a genius for the ages. Look at his Zen staff, it's not small.

"Which monk are you?" Yang Zhidao.

"The Sprinkle family is the Ruda you want to arrest!" Lu Zhishen spoke bluntly with the strength of wine.

Yang Zhi was stunned, how did Luda become a monk, isn't he the magistrate of Weizhou, isn't he still tied up on the execution pillar at this time? Thinking of this, Yang Zhi not only glanced back, Luda on the execution pillar was still tied there, but he was covered in blood, and in the chaos, he didn't know who cut him down, and the executioner had already run away.

"How can there be two Rudas? Could it be someone with the same name and surname? ”

Yang Zhi was in a daze, an errand officer came over, and he was stunned when he saw Lu Zhishen, he also heard Lu Zhishen's words just now, and took out a pair of portraits on his body, "My lord, he will be a thief of Luda, please see, my lord." ”

Yang Zhi saw that the person in the painting was really the same as the Luda in front of him, but the Luda in the painting was not a monk, "But then, who is that guy?" Yang Zhi pointed to the bloodied prisoner on the execution pillar and asked the errand officer.

The "......" officer was also stunned.

At this time, Luda, who was still a little drunk, scolded: "You dog officials, the Sprinkle family is here, why don't you come to kill the Sprinkle family, but find an innocent ghost to toss here, what is the reason?" Where is my good brother Shangguan Feng, what happened to him? Isn't it that you were arrested, hurry up and let my good brother go, otherwise the Sprinkler family will take off the dog's head! ”

As he spoke, Lu Zhishen danced his Zen staff a few times.

"Since you are really Ruda, you can fight the lawsuit!" That errand officer came over to arrest Lu Zhishen.

"Fuck you!" Lu Zhishen picked up the Zen staff and whipped the official away.