Shangguan Qian fell to the ground heavily, and his eyes looking at Shen Kun were full of shock and doubt. Shen Kun leaned over and took out the treasure map from Shangguan Qian's arms: "Shangguan, don't blame your brother, your brother is also forced to do so!" ”

At this time, three people slowly came in from outside the broken temple, and it seemed that they had been waiting outside for a long time, two of them were quite old, about forty years old, and they were in good shape, and they were respectively Yuli Town General Chenglie and Yingyang Town General Lian Dayong. The other, who was about 30 years old, had been coughing softly since he entered the door, and was not expected to be in good health. After a cough, the man smiled at Lian Dayong and said, "Uncle Lian, Shen Daxia did a good job, give him the antidote this month!" ”

"Yes, young master." Lian Dayong responded, took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a small pill from the small porcelain bottle, and handed it to Shen Kun.

Shen Kun excitedly took the pill with both hands, threw it into his mouth and swallowed it without looking at it. Respectfully asked the "young master": "I don't know how the young master will deal with Shangguan Qian?" ”

The "young master" glanced at Yu Chenglie, Yu Chenglie nodded slightly, suddenly pulled out a knife in his hand, and slashed at Shen Kun with two swords. Shen Kun was stabbed twice in the chest, knelt down instinctively regardless of the pain, and kowtowed vigorously: "Young master, Shen is loyal, even if he goes to the soup, he will never frown, and I hope that the young master will leave Shen Mou's life, and it will be useful in the future." ”

The "Young Master" coughed twice: "Shen Daxia, don't panic, five miles east here, Duan Jiutian is leading people around to arrest you and Shangguan Qian, we will put you nearby so that they can catch them." ”

Shen Kun kowtowed again when he heard this: "If Duan Jiutian catches Shen, he has to peel Shen's skin, and the young master will be gracious!" ”

The "Young Master" raised his voice: "Shen Daxia, cough cough, listen to me after I finish speaking, after you were caught, tell Duan Jiutian that the two of you had an internal fight for the treasure map, and in the end you lost to Shangguan Qian, and the treasure map was taken away by him." However, Shangguan Qian was also seriously injured and fled in this direction. We will leave clues along the way to guide Duan Jiutian and the others to chase this place. But don't worry, our people will protect you secretly, and someone will rescue you after you have said what you need to say. As he spoke, he took out another piece of cloth and handed it to Lian Dayong, "This fake treasure map is on Shangguan Qian's body!" ”

After Lian Dayong did so, he took out an unknown pill and stuffed it into Shangguan Qian's mouth.

The "Young Master" squinted at Shen Kun: "Uncle Yu, do you think Shen Daxia's injury is a little lighter." Shen Kun was shocked when he heard this, and before he could beg for mercy, he was slashed several times by Yu Chenglie.

After that, Shangguan Qian's eyelids became heavier and heavier, presumably because of the effect of the pill, and in the haze, he only heard the "young master" say: "Uncle Yu, Shen Daxia will follow you in the future!" ”

Yu Chenglie's tone was full of disgust: "Let's follow Dayong, the young master also knows that I have always disliked these people in the rivers and lakes." ”

Later, I vaguely saw them carrying Shen Kun out of the house, and then fell asleep unconscious.

I don't know how long it took, Shangguan Qian felt in his sleep that someone kept shaking him, could it be that Duan Jiutian brought someone here? He snapped his eyes open. The person who shook him was not Duan Jiutian, but a little novice. Seeing Shangguan Qian wake up, Xiao Shami turned his head and said, "Presiding, this donor has woken up." ”

Shangguan Qian noticed that there was an old monk standing behind Xiao Shami, who was the presiding officer of Yongning Temple, Jueyuan, but Shangguan Qian didn't know him at that time. Thinking of the conversation between the "young master" and Lian Dayong, Shangguan Qian struggled and was about to get up and leave.

Jue Yuan hurriedly held him down: "Donor, you are seriously injured and it is not early, the old man advises you to rest here for one night, and talk about it tomorrow morning." He said to the little novice, "Mingkong, you clean up here, and we will spend the night here tonight." Looking at the sky outside, he said to himself, "After so long, I feel that they should come back when they go out to pick wild fruits." ”

The little novice named Mingkong answered, went out and picked up a branch to use as a broom, and swept the ground. Shangguan Qian pushed Jueyuan away: "Old bald donkey, you don't have to be nosy, it's not your turn to decide whether Lao Tzu will leave or stay!" He raised his fist to fight, but unexpectedly he felt a sharp pain in his chest. Busy holding the wound with his hand, he suddenly found that his whole body was wrapped like a dumpling, and he was stunned.

Jueyuan's tone was still unusually gentle, and he was not shocked: "The old man saw that the donor's injury was not light, so he took the initiative to let Mingkong bandage the wound for the donor, and it was ugly, and the donor was not surprised." ”

Mingkong's hands and feet were very sharp, and just when Shangguan Qian was stunned, he had cleared a large open space, and then went to the back of the Buddha statue to sweep up. Maybe he was too anxious, and his elbow accidentally hit the back of the Buddha statue, only to hear a loud noise, and the back of the Buddha statue fell a large piece of gold, revealing a big hole, and it turned out that it was empty. Mingkong was so frightened that he hurriedly folded his hands and closed his eyes to recite Amitabha Buddha silently.

Shangguan Qian was pulled back to reality by this sudden loud noise, dragging his heavy steps and walking out with difficulty, turning back to warn Jueyuan as he went: "Don't follow Lao Tzu!" Lao Tzu doesn't care if you are a monk or not, you can do it correctly! ”

As soon as one foot stepped out of the threshold, Shangguan Qian heard someone shouting from afar outside the temple: "Helper, look!" There's blood here! "It's not good, Duan Jiutian chased after him, Shangguan Qian hurriedly retracted his step, anxiously looking left and right to find a place to hide.

Jueyuan saw Shangguan Qian's thoughts, and said to Mingkong: "Mingkong, you and this donor go to the Buddha statue to take refuge, and I will deal with it here." ”

Mingkong was obviously a little reluctant: "Abbot ......"

Jueyuan waved his hand: "Without further ado, let's go." ”

After Mingkong and Shangguan Qian entered the inside of the Buddha statue and hid it, Jueyuan pushed the Buddha statue to make it close to the wall, and then sat cross-legged on the side as if nothing had happened.

After a while, Duan Jiutian broke into the broken temple with a fierce god under his command, and was a little surprised to see Jueyuan sitting alone in the empty hall, and muttered to himself, "Why is it a monk?" Is there a mistake? "Turn around and leave.

At this time, the sharp eyes of the subordinate found the bloodstains left by Shangguan Qian, and pointed to the ground and called Duan Jiutian: "Help, master, look!" ”

Duan Jiutian turned around and stared sideways at Jueyuan, who was unmoved and continued to close his eyes and meditate. "Hey! Old monk, where did Shangguan Qian go? Duan Jiutian shouted at Jueyuan.

"The old man doesn't know any Shangguan Qian, please go back." Jueyuan didn't even lift his eyelids.

"Less garlic, then what's going on with this pool of blood? Who was injured in this recuperation? Where did you hide him? Duan Jiutian decided that Jueyuan was making a hindrance, and asked a series of questions to question Jueyuan.

Jueyuan clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, everything in the world is empty, why should the donor be too persistent." ”

"Take care of him!" Duan Jiutian squeezed out these words from between his teeth, and suddenly took an arrow step, and looked at Jueyuan's nose with a punch: "I'll see if your mouth is still not so hard for a while." ”

Jueyuan's neck leaned back slightly, his right hand turned into a claw, and he grabbed Duan Jiutian's fist. Duan Jiutian's fist suddenly stopped, unable to advance another inch, and in a hurry, he pulled out his other hand to attack, but unfortunately was grabbed by Jueyuan's left hand.

Don't look at Jueyuan's age, his hand strength is really not small, Duan Jiutian's fists were held by him and he couldn't move at all. Looking at Duan Jiutian's face distorted by anger, Jueyuan persuaded: "The donor's murderous aura is too heavy, the sea of suffering is boundless, why don't the donor let go of his obsession and turn back as soon as possible." ”

Duan Jiutian didn't say a word, and secretly increased his strength. The subordinates he brought took advantage of the confrontation between the two and suddenly slashed at Jueyuan's right shoulder. Jueyuan let go of his hands in pain, and Duan Jiutian immediately punched Jueyuan in the chest, and then there was a sound of bones breaking, and he didn't know how many ribs were broken.

Duan Jiutian took out the dagger on his waist and looked at Jueyuan on the ground: "Old monk, let me ask you again, where is Shangguan Qian?" ”

Jueyuan closed his eyes: "The old man has never heard of this name. He didn't lie, although he knew that the person Duan Jiutian was looking for was Shangguan Qian, who was seriously injured after hiding in the Buddha statue, but Jueyuan didn't know his name, black and white impermanence was indeed famous in the Guanzhong area, but Jueyuan and others from Luoyang had never heard of their names.

Duan Jiutian squatted down beside Jueyuan and looked at him with a dark face. After looking up and down for a while, a knife was suddenly inserted into the back of Jueyuan's right hand, and the tip of the knife came out through his palm and was firmly nailed into the ground. "Hands are strong, aren't they? Now try to punch me again? Duan Jiutian said hatefully, "Old monk, do you know that the person you are protecting is a Jiangyang thief, have you ever thought about whether it is worth losing your life for such a person?" ”

"All beings are equal, in the eyes of the old man, the Jiangyang thief and the prince and general are the same." Jueyuan screamed miserably and said bitterly.

"It's hard-mouthed!" Duan Jiutian suddenly pulled out the dagger inserted in Jueyuan's palm, and quickly stabbed into Jueyuan's arm, reaching the handle.

Douda's cold sweat slid down his forehead, Jueyuan gritted his teeth, and stared at Duan Jiutian without saying a word. "Say it or not!" Duan Jiutian raised his hand and stabbed again.

After a few swords, Jueyuan was still just panting, his face flushed, and he didn't snort. Duan Jiutian saw that he was so enduring, and then made a poisonous move, stirring the dagger from side to side in Jueyuan's wound. The pain in his heart was intense, Jueyuan couldn't help it anymore, and a wail went straight through the sky.

In the Buddha statue, Shangguan Qian heard Jueyuan's screams for the first time, and couldn't help but was about to speak out to stop Duan Jiutian, but was covered by Mingkong's mouth. Mingkong shook his head at him slightly, signaling him not to act rashly. But it didn't take long for Jueyuan's screams to come again, and Shangguan Qian couldn't care about Mingkong's opposition anymore, and kicked hard at the inner wall of the Buddha statue. The Buddha statue collapsed with a bang, revealing Shangguan Qian and Mingkong, who were covered in dust.