At night, in the deep mountains, the desolate and dilapidated ancient temple makes people feel the fear of "Lanruo Temple".

In this daunting scene, two black shadows lurked like snakes and rabbits, quietly sneaking among the weeds and bushes.

The dark shadow in front of him occasionally looked back, and the faint moonlight reflected his face—Zhao Hunt.

followed by Shi Yang.

After discovering that the thief's place was Yongji Temple, Zhao Lie did not turn around and avoid it, but called Shi Yang to investigate and find out the enemy's situation together.

This Yongji Temple is not close to the village in front of the store, hidden in the deep mountains, and the road is difficult to walk. According to Bao Si, except for the occasional offering of good men and women in some nearby villages, there is almost no incense, and the monks in the temple have to go down the mountain to make their fortunes. Why are there thieves stationed in such a remote place? How many thieves are there? What is the purpose? Will it affect their trip...... If these problems are not clarified, how can Zhao Lie sleep peacefully?

The temple is not big, and it didn't take long for Zhao Lie and Shi Yang to turn around most of the circle, but they didn't find a suitable place to climb over the wall. Although the temple is quite dilapidated, many walls and courtyards have fallen bricks and stones, revealing a lot of gaps, but this Yongji Temple has a characteristic, it is built on the cliff, only a smooth road in front of the gate, and there are steep cliffs everywhere. If it's better to climb during the day, it's very difficult and dangerous at night.

Shi Yang leaned towards the cliff: "It's really not good, I'll be here to guard, and I'll inform you if there is anything abnormal." ”

Zhao Lie thought for a while and nodded: "Okay, you can take this thing, and open it if there is a situation." I'll teach you how to use it. Zhao Lie took out something from his pocket, and it was a flashlight.

The black gun base is also the living area of the gangsters, with all kinds of daily necessities, all kinds of things, and naturally a flashlight is indispensable for home travel. Originally, the flashlight on the road at night could come in handy, but in order not to attract the attention of the enemy, it had to be discarded, and now it is the most suitable to be used as a signal light for Shi Yang.

Zhao Liegang handed over the flashlight, and when Shi Yang stretched out his hand to pick it up, suddenly the weeds and vines in the rock depression next to him were pushed away by a pair of big hands, and a bald head poked out.

Zhao Lie and Shi Yang turned their heads at the same time, their eyes facing each other, and the air suddenly became quiet. Just half a second later, Zhao Lie and Shi Yang reached out at the same time to grab the bald head, each holding an arm, and struggling to pull it out.

Whew, the person didn't pull it out, it was a piece of clothing.

Bad! As soon as Zhao Lie threw off the clothes that blocked his vision, a bright brain appeared in front of him-

There was a muffled sound, and Zhao Lie was so pushed that he staggered backwards, almost somersaulting. When he raised his hand, the grip of the flashlight was deflated - if he hadn't blocked it in time, he would have been hit hard this time, and I was afraid it would be enough to choke.

This head is a little too hard.

Over there, Shi Yang pulled out his machete and slashed his head. The bald head quickly flashed sideways, plucked something from his neck, raised his hand, and whipped it on Shi Yang's face like a whip.

Shi Yang snorted, covered his face with one hand, and slashed with the other. Suddenly, his neck tightened, as if he was being bound by something, and a strong surge came, and even people with knives made a somersault, and rolled all the way down the slope.

The fight was just a moment, and the bald head had the upper hand with one enemy and two enemies.

For the first time, Zhao Lie encountered such a strong person, and while stuffing the flashlight back into his pocket, his palm slid over the pistol, and finally he couldn't help but pull out the military dagger instead of pulling out the gun, and stabbed it at the back of the bald head.

The bald loach flashed, not only dodging the dagger, but also using the object in his hand to cover Zhao Hunt's wrist, sliding behind Zhao Hunt, and violently retracting it, so that Zhao Hunt's dagger cut his throat.

At this time, the wrist-strangling object was close to the bottom of his eye, and Zhao Lie could see clearly that it was actually a string of Buddhist beads!

Buddha beads, bald heads, monks!

I have to say that this fierce monk who came out of nowhere is strong in martial arts, and his shots are fast and ruthless, and this trick is also difficult to crack - if the other party is not holding a thin rope (Buddha bead) but a steel wire, if Zhao Lie is holding a military dagger but an ordinary short knife...... Most of them will inevitably have their throats cut.

Military daggers are significantly different from ordinary knives in that the back of the knife is serrated and can be used to saw branches and sticks.

In the dark, the monk didn't notice the unusual thing about this dagger, so he used the Buddha beads to cover Zhao Lie's wrist and at the same time put it around the back of the knife a few times. In this way, the first is to increase the pressure, and the second is to fix the direction of the dagger, so that the blade is always aimed at Zhao Lie's throat.

What the monk didn't know, however, was that the harder he forced, the faster the bead rope would break......

Baste! The rope is broken and the beads are sprinkled, and the restraints are gone.

The monk's center of gravity suddenly lost and he fell to the ground. Before he could turn over and get up, his neck was cold, and a low voice came from his ear: "If you move, cut your throat!" ”

Over there, Shi Yang finally climbed up and hurriedly said: "The gate of the temple is open, and there is a fire, which may alarm the thieves." Get rid of this bastard and get out of ......."

Although the three of them suffered pain in this fight, everyone actually couldn't hold back their shouts, but there was some movement, which destroyed the tranquility of the deep mountains and alarmed the thieves.

The suppressed monk couldn't help but move when he heard this: "You guys...... Not a thief? ”

Zhao Lie gritted his teeth and said: "Of course Lao Tzu is not, otherwise I would have cut the throat of your bald donkey." ”

"Bald donkey?" Shi Yang was surprised, "A monk? ”

The monk struggled to turn his head and said in a loud voice: "The poor monk Yongji Temple monk Jueyuan. The monk can take you into the cave to avoid thieves. ”

The so-called cave is the depression hidden by the rock that the monk with the Dharma name Jueyuan just drilled out, full of dense weeds and tangled vines, and it is indeed difficult to find if you don't deliberately open it to check.

The situation was urgent, Zhao Lie and Shi Yang couldn't take care of it, one pulled out the revolver, the other took off the double-barreled shotgun, bored the bullet, and drilled into the cave successively against Jueyuan's back.

Zhao Lie didn't pull out his gun before for fear of alarming the thief, but after the fight just now, he found that this monk was too tough, and it was too dangerous to fight him hand-to-hand. If there is any change in the monk's movement, he can't say, then he has to use a firearm even if he alarms the thief.

As soon as the three of them entered the cave, there were a few thieves holding torches on the edge of the cliff, and they looked at it for a while, but they didn't find anything, muttered a few words, hooked their shoulders and walked away.

After entering the cave, Jueyuan first put on the monk's robe, and then took down an oil lamp from the alcove, and the light shone on his face.

Zhao Lie and Shi Yang looked at each other, this Jueyuan monk turned out to be a young monk, who looked younger than all of them, at most seventeen or eighteen years old. With thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a square face, and a little honest, it is hard to imagine that the Han monk in front of him is the same person as Fang Cai's fierce and fierce figure.

Zhao Lie had a new understanding of this sentence, so instead of putting down the revolver in his hand, he fired the hammer, aiming the muzzle at Jueyuan: "Bring me the ring." ”

Jueyuan took out the ring from the monk's robe and handed it to Zhao Lie. Zhao Lie actually doesn't know how to distinguish between authenticity and falsehood, but he believes that no one can even fake this thing. Therefore, this is a fake monk.

Zhao Lie didn't know, and Jueyuan didn't know either, because the encounter between the two changed the path of a martial arts master.

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PS: The monk Jueyuan in this book is the same person as the big cow Jueyuan in "Heaven and Dragon Slayer". There are three theories about the age to which Jueyuan belongs, one is the end of the Song Dynasty and the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, one is the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, and the other is the middle of the Ming Dynasty. This book takes the first type according to the needs of the plot.