Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Great Leader of Withered Tree Mountain

There is a small gold mountain in the northeast of Kouzhou, Henan, and there is a big temple in the small gold mountain, called Ciyun Temple. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe monks of Tsz Yun Temple eat fasting and recite Buddha, abstain from the rules, be kind and giving, and the adult incense of Tsz Yun Temple is vigorous. There is an endless stream of good men and women who come to burn incense, and there is a prosperous scene.

But for months, suddenly the incense went cold. Tsz Yun Temple suddenly broke into more than a dozen foreign fierce monks, fought the original monks, and drove them out of the temple. The monks who were expelled went to the government to complain, but the government did not dare to ask questions.

It turned out that the leading monk was Zheng Guoyi, the cousin of the elder of Zengtou City, who had a serious illness when he was a teenager and was placed in the temple in order to make a living. Who knew that this person was stubborn, because the elder Zeng gained power, he did mischief in the temple and was driven out of the temple by the elders. This man had a whim, why not occupy a temple and be the master of his own house. So they gathered some ruffians, including monks with the same smell, and came to Tsz Yun Temple together.

Zheng Guoyi relied on the power of the elder of Lingzhou, and he had a good martial arts, but ordinary people fought him, and the government did not dare to ask. So they occupied Ciyun Temple, bullied men and women, and forcibly robbed people and women to be locked in secret rooms for sexual pleasure. All the young women who came to the temple to offer incense were not spared, so the incense was neglected.

When the monastery is ruined, they will go to the surrounding villages to loot the property and women, and if there is any resistance, you will be beaten with a blue nose and swollen face, and the worst will be maimed and killed. The good and decent Buddhist holy land has become so filthy that God has no eyes.

There is a Wangjia town in the north of Ciyun Temple, which is more than eight miles away from Xiaojin Mountain, and this town is set every five, fifteen, and twenty-five. It's just that because of the monk Hu Wei of Ciyun Temple, and the bandits of Dead Tree Mountain thirty miles away, the market day in the town is also a little deserted.

On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, a big man came from Hebei, with thick eyebrows, a lion nose, and exposed eyes, and a round face as black as the bottom of the pot, which made people daunting.

He came all the way from Hedong and Hebei, but he heard that his good brother was moving in this belt. If he couldn't find anyone in Henan, he would have to go to all parts of Shandong.

The big man was thinking about how to solve today's lunch, when suddenly there was a noise in the street, and some people gathered around him. More and more people gathered, and some stalls selling things were almost trampled over.

He loves the excitement the most, and he is not afraid of things, so he steps forward to see the excitement in three steps and two steps. It turned out to be a big monk, a little monk who played eleven or two. The big monk punched and kicked the little monk so much that his mouth and nose were bleeding, which made people unbearable.

I heard the little monk shouting while struggling, "Why did you snatch the copper coins I turned into?"

The big monk looked angry and round, his face was full of fierceness, and he scolded: "Within ten miles of this small gold mountain, you are not allowed to come from outside!"

The little monk was extremely aggrieved, crying and said: "Why are you so domineering, three miles away from your temple, why do you want to occupy your temple?" But it turned out that the little monk took the seriously ill master to Ciyun Temple to place an order, and was driven out by Zheng Guoyi and others. Out of Ciyun Temple, he was stopped by the monks of Ciyun Temple.

"You kid remember, this thirty-mile radius is our territory, and if I say no, I won't!"

The black man was a foreigner, and he didn't know why this monk was so arrogant, so he asked the people next to him: "Where is this monk, so barbaric?"

The man replied in a low voice, "This great monk has only come in the past few months, and they have beaten all the monks of the original Tzu Yun Temple away, and they are making monsters in this area. Look at the young woman who came to the market! If a young woman rushes to the market, in broad daylight, the light one dares to flirt in public, and the heavy one grabs the temple, which is really evil! “

The other whispered: "This little monk is from outside, and he has robbed him of all the money." I heard that his master is seriously ill, and I am afraid that he has no money to buy medicine! “

Some people saw that this black man was not like a mortal, and he had the intention to let him stand up for the little monk, so he spoke aggressively. "In ancient times, there were heroes like Zhu Hai and Guo Jie, and when they saw injustice, they pulled out their swords to help! Now that people's hearts are not ancient, such heroes will never be seen again! After saying that, the man sighed.

When the big black man heard about this injustice, he was angry and didn't fight anywhere. Listening to this man's words, it is clear that he is listening to himself. He is brave and ruthless by nature, and he kills people like hemp, so he is afraid of things! Immediately pushed aside the crowd of onlookers, stepped forward and grabbed the collar of the big monk, and shouted: "You bald donkey, bully children, you are so domineering!" “

This smashed the hornet's nest, and the great monk looked up at the black man like an enraged bull. scolded viciously: "Which dog hole did you drill out of the black species that eats human and pulls dog feces, and dares to meddle with grandpa's affairs?" said that the black man is a punch.

I saw that the black man's hand was quick, and he reached out and grabbed the wrist of the great monk, and scolded: "Bald donkey! Grandpa kindly persuaded you to change your evil and follow good, but you didn't know how to arrest good people. Annoyed your grandfather and me, took your turtle nest away, and used the head of your bird as a urinal!" After scolding, he pushed out. Hearing only the sound of "coo", the great monk was pushed several feet away and fell heavily to the ground.

The great monk snorted, and it took a long time to climb up. Knowing that the black man was powerful, he didn't even beat the dirt on his body, and ran away to find helpers. "Good boy, there's a kind waiting here!"

The onlookers saw that the black man had beaten the monk of Ciyun Temple, and knew that he had been killed, so they ran away one by one. The little monk who was beaten stepped forward and saluted, thanked him for saving his life, and then persuaded: "Engong, run away!" These monks are outlaws! “

The person who had just made a statement to provoke the black man to make a move also became nervous, and urged again and again: "I said that the strong man, the hero does not suffer the immediate loss!" There are several monks in Ciyun Temple who are skilled in martial arts, especially that Zheng Guoyi, you better go!"

The big black man also often walks around in the green forest, and he doesn't know how many lives he has in his hands. He waved his hand and said, "I want to see these bald donkeys, and see if they can bite my birds." You are afraid, get out of here! “

The little monk still had to go to the master, and he left with tears in his eyes. The timid people on the street all ran home, only the bold one still wanted to see the excitement.

After a while, someone suddenly shouted, "Oh no! The evil monks are coming, run!" All of a sudden, people were hiding.

The big black man got up from the stone steps, looked up, and sure enough, he saw five or six monks coming in a rage. The one at the head was too tall, black like a half-cut black iron tower, and held a thick sword five feet long and half a foot wide.

Headed by the wine and meat monk Zheng Guoyi, he has not been close to women for several days, and today on a whim, he went to Wangjia Town to have fun in the flower building, and he didn't want his apprentice to be beaten.

As soon as he saw the big black man, Zheng Guoyi scolded viciously: "Where are you a madman, you don't know how thick the sky is, you dare to beat my apprentice?"

The black man only had the sword in Zheng Guoyi's hand in his eyes, and he liked it in his heart. After hearing this shout, he replied: "Grandpa will not change his surname, he will not change his name, Jizhou's surname is Bao, his name is Xu, and he is the one who gives him the nickname of the god of mourning!" Speaking of this, Bao Xu's eyes rolled and said, "Now you can settle down on the Dead Tree Mountain!" "But he wanted to cause trouble and let the strongmen of Dry Tree Mountain carry the black pot.

When Zheng Guoyi heard Bao Xu's words, he sneered: "It doesn't matter who you are!" I want your life!" After that, I heard a "swish" and a "green dragon pounced on the sea", and the big sword stabbed straight at Bao Xu.

Bao Xu hurriedly made a "golden cicada rolling back", dodged this thorn, entered the white blade with his right hand empty-handed, and snatched the big sword in his hand. Zheng Guoyi didn't want Bao Xu to be so good, so he mustered up his courage and punched Bao Xu in turn.

"Look at my death sword!" Bao Xu competed, dialed Zheng Guoyi's punch, and returned with only one sword to kill Zheng Guoyi. The four apprentices who came with Zheng Guoyi saw that the master was dead, and they called Bao Xu with sticks. Bao Xu stepped up with an iron sword, shocking the four monks to take a few steps backwards. That Bao Xu fought up, and with a slash of the iron sword, the four monks immediately looked at different places.

After all, it was killing people in the downtown area, and Bao Xu's heart was still the best policy. So before the court officials arrived, they went out of the city gate. Two days later, there was a big leader on the Dead Tree Mountain, needless to say.

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