Chapter 69: The Monk in the City God's Temple
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The night was vast, and Shi Qian rode on Wu Song's yellow-maned horse, but he was happy to sit still.
Looking back at the dozen monks and soldiers behind the horse, he was even more happy that the snot bubbles were about to come out - he had always been surrounded and intercepted by people when he moved around, so how could he ever try to lead a team to round up others?
When I think of beauty, the upside-down mustache almost pokes into my nostrils.
Luan Tingyu on the side saw his appearance, but four big words appeared in his mind - Mu Monkey and Crown!
In fact, when he heard that Wu Kai was going to recommend Shi Qian to be the head of the fast class, Luan Tingyu was a little disapproving, feeling that he was a little too exalted of this thief, and now when he saw his dog meat on the stage, he felt more and more ashamed.
Fortunately, he is only a fast shift leader, which is much worse than his own capital position, otherwise Luan Tingyu really has to find Wu Kai to talk about it.
Fortunately, although the two had different thoughts, they did not delay their journey.
After a short time, he came to the vicinity of the City God Temple, Luan Tingyu was about to shout to stop, but Shi Qian took a step to roll off the horse, limped forward and arched his hand: "Dutou, I am afraid that this horse riding in the past is a little inconvenient, it is better to place the horses here first, and then quietly touch the past to surround the City God Temple." β
This guy is a little clever.
Luan Tingyu's impression of Shi Qian in his heart changed slightly, but he just made a 'hmm' on his face, jumped off the horse neatly, handed the reins to Cao Yang, who came up, and asked Song Xiong to lead Shi Qian's horse and hide them all in the corner.
Seeing his commanding style, Shi Qian was envious at the same time, and he also coveted the position of the fast shift leader more and more.
At the suggestion of Shi Qian, more than a dozen people were divided into two groups, he walked in front alone, and Luan Tingyu took the rest of the people to fall far away - the mastermind behind the scenes of Yeqing Province set up a sentry outside, and discovered the strange thing in advance.
Seeing that there was the City God Temple not far ahead, Shi Qian suddenly took a deep breath, took a step and trotted, and the light movement did not show that there was a wound on his leg at all.
This guy is also tough!
Luan Tingyu saw it from a distance, and couldn't help but agree with Shi Qian a little more - although Wu Song's hand strength was not as good as a firearm, it was not much worse than a slingshot, and now Shi Qian had at least seven or eight bruises on his legs, and he could still endure the pain and run like a nobody.
Seeing that he had moved into the temple gate, Luan Tingyu waited for a few more moments, and after making sure that there was no secret post outside, he waved his hand and signaled the monks and soldiers and strong men to divide into two roads, one led by Hui Neng, blocking the back door of the City God Temple; He personally led the way, carefully touching through the front door.
But when he said that he moved into the City God Temple, he first learned two bird calls of 'cuckoo, cuckoo', but did not get a response, so he walked into the main hall again, threw the package in his hand to the ground, and shouted in a rough voice: "What about people? What you want, grandpa has already brought back! β
In the empty hall, only his own echo could be heard, and no one responded.
Shi Qian was annoyed half-truthfully, reached out to pick up the package, and said angrily: "If you don't come out again, Lao Tzu will take the treasure to find another buyer!" β
"Amitabha!"
But as soon as Shi Qian's words fell, a Buddha horn suddenly sounded in the hall, followed by the clay statue of the city god, and a short monk turned out!
"You...... Are you a monk?! β
Seeing that it was a monk who came out, Shi Qian couldn't help but be surprised, Rao was he who had been walking on the rivers and lakes for many years, but it was the first time he had heard that a monk hired someone to steal something!
"Not bad."
The monk grinned, revealing a mouth full of white teeth: "The donor saw my true Buddha today, why don't you ascend to Bliss as soon as possible, and save yourself suffering in this red dust?" β
As soon as Shi Qian heard this, he knew that the other party was not well-intentioned!
Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, two wooden doors behind him were slammed shut, and then two young monks with short knives flashed out from behind the doors.
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Shi Qian couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, and scolded angrily: "This special mother's world! The monk is even more ruthless than me as a thief! β
He also wanted to say a few words of gossip to delay time, but the two monks didn't say a word, and slashed at them with a sword.
Eighty percent of Shi Qian's kung fu is on his legs, but now he has an injury on his leg, and he can't use it at all, plus those two little monks are all practitioners, and it is really dangerous for a while, and he almost became a ghost under the knife several times!
"A bunch of rubbish! It's just a steal, and it's so hard! β
The monk who was the leader was still too slow, pulled out a crescent shovel from behind the Buddha statue, saw the opportunity outside the circle, and quietly stabbed his heart according to the time of change!
Shi Qian was surrounded by two little monks, and he was already in danger, where could he still take care of him?
By the time I found it, the crescent shovel had already arrived!
Finished!
Shi Qian secretly said, 'My life is over', knowing that he must not be able to dodge, so he simply gave up the struggle, stood in place and closed his eyes and waited for death - the most regrettable thing in his heart at this time was that before he died, he had not been a day as a fast shift leader.
"Good thief!"
At this moment, someone suddenly burst out of the window, and then a flying hammer broke through the window.
Followed by a figure entering through the window, he couldn't help but say, the golden hoop stick in his hand was smashed, and he opened a hole in the head of one of the little monks, and pulled Shi Qian behind him - but it turned out that Luan Tingyu arrived in time and saved Shi Qian with his best flying hammer.
Bang~
At this time, the door of the room was also kicked open, and more than a dozen monks and strong men entered, and each surrounded the two monks with swords and guns.
The monk with the crescent shovel paused for a moment, and then angrily pointed at Shi Qian and scolded: "Good thief! How dare you betray the miscellaneous family! β
When Shi Qian heard this, he gritted his teeth even more angrily, jumped beside Luan Tingyu and said: "You thief monk is so unreasonable, if you are allowed to kill people and kill your mouth, you will not be allowed to abandon the secret and turn to the light?!" β
Luan Tingyu sneered: "Don't be with these two thieves...... Ahem, more tongues, brothers, take them down with Luan! β
He was so smooth that he almost said the word 'thief bald', but fortunately, he thought that there were still a few monks around him who were his own people, so he quickly swallowed the word 'bald'.
The monks and the strong men responded in unison, and they were going to fight together to catch these two monks, who knew that at this moment, a sudden change occurred!
"Phew!"
I heard the monk who was the leader shouting, and it was convenient for the shovel wheel in his hand to smash it, but it was no one else he smashed, it was the accomplice beside him!
Just listened to the click~ sound, and the young monk was directly beheaded by him!
When everyone was stunned, they heard the short monk laugh and said: "Hahaha~ Come on, there is less waste in the way, just let you know how powerful you are to know the miscellaneous family!" β
As he spoke, he waved the crescent shovel in his hand, and he actually took the initiative to pounce on Luan Tingyu!
Disgusted that his subordinates were in the way, he killed them?!
Isn't this bald donkey a madman?!
Luan Tingyu slandered in his heart, but he didn't dare to slack off at all, and the golden hoop stick was sent forward fiercely, and he met the crescent shovel, and he listened to it~ A spark splashed, and the reckless monk was smashed by him and retreated several steps.
But said that although this Luan Tingyu suffered some losses under Wu Song, but among the ordinary martial artists, he can be regarded as a strength type, and seeing that the strength of the monk on the opposite side is far inferior to his own, he is unforgiving, a stick is as tight as a stick, and he does not seek to kill, but only forces the monk to parry again and again.
When~When~When~When......
After more than a dozen smashes in a row, the monk was already bursting with a tiger's mouth and his arms were sore.
Seeing Luan Tingyu swinging his stick and wanting to smash it down, when he hurriedly went to block it, he never thought that Luan Tingyu suddenly changed his tricks halfway and changed it to a sweep - just listen to the click~ A crisp sound, the monk's left leg was broken in response, and he fell to the ground with a pop!
Luan Tingyu stepped forward again, stepped on the monk's chest, and shouted, "Come on, tie up this guy with me!" β
Shi Qian was dizzy and fascinated by watching from the sidelines, and when he saw that there was finally a result, he hurriedly stepped forward and complimented: "Luan Dutou is really good, this monk is also a good hand, but you have been cooked by you in three or two!" β
Luan Tingyu glanced at him and said indifferently: "What is this, if the county lieutenant makes a move, I am afraid that three or two sticks will already take this guy!" β
Shi Qian smacked his tongue when he heard this, this Luan Tingyu is already powerful enough, what extent did Wu Erlang get - fortunately, when he chased him, he was already drunk, otherwise how could he still die?
In fact, he misunderstood, Wu Song's comprehensive strength was actually only slightly higher than Luan Tingyu's, if it weren't for his innate divine power, it might not be known who would lose or win.