In the Guanyin Hall, blood flowed like a river.

Zheng Yanqing collapsed in a pool of blood, unconscious...... The delicate face is stained with a little blood, which makes people look heartbroken.

The person who broke into the main hall was a monk.

He is about eight feet tall and majestic. With a swarthy face, a short beard, and thick eyebrows.

Dressed in a white monk's robe, the monk is majestic, revealing a trace of solemnity.

When he saw Zheng Yanqing's face clearly, his eyes suddenly flashed with a strange light, and his expression was also a little excited. Both hands hold an arm-thick iron chain, and at each end of the iron chain is a swarthy, iron ball.

Each iron ball, looking at the head, is about forty pounds.

If you add a long iron chain, the weight of this thing is probably no less than 100 catties...... His sudden appearance surprised everyone. The two-headed snake was most alarmed, because he stepped back and looked around, and found that more than one monk had suddenly appeared in the ancient temple. The hunter outside the gable fell to the ground without a sound.

In the courtyard of the ancient temple, there were six or seven burly monks.

They are armed with clubs or swords. Judging from the calm steps and the silent elimination of the archers, the martial arts of these monks are definitely above the level. Don't look at the large number of bandits, but in the eyes of these monks, they don't seem to be there. One by one, with a calm demeanor and a compassionate face, they looked at the mess in the ancient temple, shook their heads and sighed gently.

"This master, I don't know where to practice, why are you here?"

The two-headed snake was also a little vague in his heart, looked at the monks in the main hall, and asked cautiously.

The black-faced monk ignored him and walked over to Zheng Yanqing's side. He didn't take a step before there was a rattling sound from his body, and the ball rolled on the uneven ground with a dull and suffocating sound.

Uncle Xie Hong slowly stepped back, holding a torch in his hand.

And the party brothers also retreated into the Guanyin Hall, one by one, covered in bruises and embarrassed.

The monk bent down and picked Zheng Yanqing up.

Stretched out his thick palm, wiped the blood stains on Yan Qing's face, raised his head suddenly, and stared at the two-headed snake, "You want to kill him?" ”

"Oh......"

"I don't agree."

As he spoke, he put Yan Qingping on top of the incense case, "This is the Bodhisattva Treasure Hall, how can you allow Er and others to kill innocents indiscriminately?" The donor's body is full of blood. Why don't you put down the butcher's knife as soon as possible, lest he fall into the hell of Ah Na and suffer. ”

The monk's voice is calm, and the chain ball rolls, forming a wonderful rhythm with his voice.

Holding the iron chain with both hands, his arm shook, and with a crisp sound, the iron chain suddenly grew, about three zhang long, and fell to the ground.

The two-headed snake's face changed, his eyes were slightly closed, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

He recognized the chain ball in the hands of the black-faced monk, which was actually a Qimen weapon, called the Flying Dragon Chain Hammer, also known as the two-headed snake. This is the real two-headed snake, much more powerful than his fake two-headed snake. But anyone who can use a two-headed snake as a weapon will not be too bad. To practice a two-headed snake, in addition to being physically strong, you must also have quick eyes and hands and a flexible body. This weapon is difficult to learn and practice, but after practice, the power is extremely terrifying. Once the dance starts, dozens of strong men can't get over. And although this kind of chain ball is heavy, it is actually more labor-saving than a knife and gun when practiced well.

After a hand-to-hand fight with the black-faced monk just now, the two-headed snake muttered a little.

But things have come to this point, he has lost nearly 100 people, and he finally has to complete the task. How can you loosen your mouth when this fat comes to your mouth?

Looking around, there are dozens of bandits in the main hall.

On Zheng Yanqing's side, it seems that except for Xie Hong, no one can fight again.

Xie Ke's leg, which was stabbed and bleeding profusely, leaned against the incense case; The three brothers of the party family were even more bruised all over their bodies, and they looked like they couldn't even hold their weapons. Even Xie Hong, who is barely able to fight, is not in a very good situation. As for the others, dead and wounded, no one can fight. And in the hands of the two-headed snake, there are still more than 200 bandits available.

Even if this monk is a master, he may not be able to stop him.

The two-headed snake figured out the reason, and suddenly pretended to be bold.

He sneered, "Master, there is a way that a gentleman does not stand in the way of wealth. My children have been fighting so hard for so long, and there have been so many casualties, you want us to let go with a word, and you can't help but underestimate us...... To tell you the truth, this Zheng Yanqing, I will kill it. If you know each other, get out of the way. Otherwise, the knife and gun have no eyes, and it is no wonder that the surname is injured. ”

It's good that he didn't say this, as soon as the three words 'Zheng Yanqing' came out, the black-faced monk trembled slightly for no reason.

I saw him turn around suddenly, his tiger eyes widened, staring at Yan Qing on the incense case, and said in a trembling voice: "This child, called Yan Qing?" ”

Xie Yingdeng coughed, "That's right, this is the famous goose boy, Banyuanjun Zheng Yanqing." ”

The monk closed his eyes and sighed, "In that case, then I can't let you kill him." ”

"You're looking for death!"

The two-headed snake thought that he lowered his posture, but he didn't expect the black-faced monk to ignore it.

This anger rises from the heart, and evil is born on the side of the guts. His eyes opened, and the horizontal knife in his hand trembled, "Give you a shameless face, and the bald donkey will find death." ”

He swung his sword and slashed at the black-faced monk.

The monk didn't look at it, his arm shook, only to hear a loud sound, the chain ball rose from the ground, and turned into a long hammer in the monk's hand. The soft chains suddenly straightened and rushed straight to the chest of the two-headed snake.

At the same time, the monk shouted, "Brothers, there are demons rampant today, and I should follow the example of the angry King Kong." ”

The monk outside the door smiled and said, "Senior Brother Tan Sect is determined to kill the demon and eliminate the demon, and we will definitely follow." ”

In an instant, a series of weapons crashing into the courtyard of the ancient temple were heard, and a scream came from outside the main hall.

Xie Hong was dumbfounded, and said in his heart: Where did this monk come from, he is so fierce?

The large horizontal knife in the hands of the two-headed snake slashed at the chain ball with a crisp sound. A strange force emanated through the chain ball, only to shock the two-headed snake to take a few steps back before it stood firm.

"Hua Jin, everyone side by side, this guy is a master."

After only one round, he knew that he was no match for the black-faced monk. Dozens of bandits swarmed up, swords and guns in hand.

The black-faced and white-clothed monk's eyelids drooped, and another chain ball rolling on the ground suddenly jumped up, and swept through thousands of troops with a blow, forcing the bandits to get closer. The chain ball was knocked back by the two-headed snake, and the monk stepped into the air, and the chain was all stretched out at once, and the two iron balls missed in the air, and then fluttered to form a straight line.

The monk's body rotated, and the wyvern hammer rotated around him.

The clanging sound was endless, and the iron ball forced a dry of bandits to retreat again and again with its fierce force.

"Thief, dare to sneak attack."

Xie Hong saw a figure flickering out of the corner of his eye, and turned his head to look, but it was a two-headed snake that pounced on Zheng Yanqing.

He had a torch and a spear in his hand. The spear was stationed, and the torch smashed at the two-headed snake, but he saw the two-headed snake swing the torch away with his knife, and then raised the knife to look at Zheng Yanqing.

It's too late, it's too soon!

A black iron ball slammed into the two-headed snake.

No one could see clearly how the iron ball appeared, with a strong momentum and a sharp wind.

The two-headed snake was startled, turned around and slashed out. The iron ball is like a spirit snake spitting out letters, and it retreats at the touch of a button. Before the two-headed snake could react, another iron ball had already called out to him.

"As I said, this is the Bodhisattva's Treasure Hall, and you must not kill innocents indiscriminately."

The black-faced monk's voice was cold and emotionless.

After ten years of hard training, the flying dragon chain hammer seemed to have life in his hands, and he was haunted and superb. The two-headed snake was caught off guard and was hit in the chest by a chain hammer. With a bang, a heavy iron ball smashed into his chest, shattering his sternum.

A strange force poured into his body.

The two-headed snake was smashed and flew up, spurting blood from its mouth and letting out a scream.

Although the statue of Guanyin is broken, the lotus flower blooms at the foot of the lotus platform. The keel of the mud fetus in the lotus flower poked out and pierced the body of the two-headed snake.

The corpse hung on the lotus platform slowly, and the blood flowed down the mud tire, instantly staining the lotus platform red.

When the thieves saw this, they couldn't help but shout in unison.

The dragons were leaderless, and the death of the two-headed snake made the bandits suddenly lose the courage to fight again.

The black-faced monk's hammer flew and smashed the heads of the two thieves one after another. The rest of the crowd ran out of the hall in a panic, shouting as they ran: "The big boss is dead, the big boss is dead......

In the courtyard, the bandits who fought fiercely with the monks were also shocked when they heard it.

I don't know who was the first to throw away the weapon in his hand, turned around and ran. When one man runs outside, there is a second, and there is a third...... Hundreds of thieves scattered in a hurry, and no one even paid attention to the corpse of the two-headed snake.

The hammer hit the ground with a muffled thud.

The black-faced monk stands in front of the statue of Guanyin, with his hands folded and reciting scriptures in his mouth.

A group of monks also walked in and chanted behind the black-faced monk...... After Xie Hong checked Xie Ke's injuries, he couldn't help but feel a little panicked when he looked at Zheng Yanqing who was unconscious.

"Master, Zheng Gongzi is fine."

The black-faced monk turned his head and said, "Zhiying, you and Hui Jin will take someone to check on the injured, if there is still breath, take care of it." ”

Then he walked to Zheng Yanqing's side, probed his snort, felt his pulse again, and then twisted his thick eyebrows in one place.

"I'm afraid this little boy's injury is a little troublesome.

He hurt his heart, and if he can't be treated in time, he is afraid that he will have to worry about his life. ”

"Huh?"

Dang Shijie exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly stepped forward, "Master, please save my son-in-law." ”

The monk scratched his bald head, "Poor monks are good at killing people, but this saves people...... Hui Jin, you are proficient in medical skills, come and take a look. ”

A young monk walked over and checked Zheng Yanqing's body, also showing a look of embarrassment.

"This son's injuries are not light...... And it hurts in the heart, and there is nothing the poor monk can do. ”

"That means ......"

"Don't panic, this elder. Although the poor monk is powerless, it does not mean that others are powerless. I do know someone who might be able to treat this son. It's Mr. Nachao Yuan Fangchao. He had once refined a kind of Ninety-Nine Pill, which must have had miraculous effects. It's just that Mr. Chao is now working in Luoyang Tai Hospital, and the distance is far away, so I am afraid that it will be difficult to arrive in time. ”

"Chao Yuanfang?"

Xie Hong hurriedly said, "I know him, I can find a way to invite him over." ”

"But ...... in time"

Hui Jin scratched her head and said softly: "I'm afraid it will be too late for this back and forth." ”

The black-faced monk suddenly spoke, "Hui Jin, if you return the Dan to the great in our temple, can you hang his surname?" ”

"If it's a big return, it should be okay."

Hui Jin's voice lowered, "Senior brother, you don't want to ......"

Without saying a word, the black-faced monk took out a mahogany box from his bosom and opened the box, which contained an elixir the size of a pigeon's egg. The pill is wrapped in a layer of paraffin. The black-faced monk hesitated, crushed the paraffin, and carefully put the pill into Zheng Yanqing's mouth. Then he helped Zheng Yanqing up with both hands, and the palms of his hands were very rhythmic, and he patted the acupuncture points around Yanqing's body to activate the medicinal power of the pill.

After only a moment's effort, the black-faced monk was sweating profusely and put Yan Qingping on the incense table.

"He's really called Yanqing?"

Xie Hong was stunned and nodded slightly, "Everyone in the world knows that his name is Zheng Yanqing." As for whether there are other names, I don't know. ”

Hui Jin took a deep breath and nodded slightly.

"This big pill is my Shaolin secret pill, which can protect the meridians, qi and blood, and must be able to hang his surname.

Oh, this kid, is he a child of the Zheng family in Xingyang? ”

"Exactly!"

The black-faced monk stroked Yanqing's cheek with his hand and murmured, "Like, really like......"

Suddenly, he came back to his senses and bowed his hand to Xie Hong, "There is only so much that a poor monk can do...... Whether this child's surname can be saved, can only pray for the blessing of the Buddha. We're passing through here, and we're going to have to keep going, so it's not easy to stay too long. Zhi Ying, and the sixth junior brother and the seventh junior brother gave up three horses for the donors to use. ”

Xie Hong was overjoyed, and hurriedly bowed, "Thank you master, but I don't know where the master is practicing, he said that we can come to the door to thank you." ”

"The monks have compassion in their hearts, and they talk about what to thank and not to thank.

Since you have encountered it, you should draw your sword to help...... Ladies and gentlemen, I will not accompany you if I have to hurry. ”

After the black-faced monk finished speaking, he put away the flying dragon chain ball, took the six monks, and hurriedly left the ancient temple. There were seven of them, and each of them had a mount. But because they gave up three horses, the six monks all rode together.

"Senior brother, do you recognize that child?"

"I don't recognize it."

"Then why are you ......?"

The black-faced monk said softly, "I just think that child looks a lot like my little sister before I became a monk. My little sister also has a child, when she was born, my brother-in-law took the name of celebrating the clouds and auspicious phoenixes with words and deeds. ”

"Ah, that's not ...... with that kid"

"That's why I can't help it, and give him the big pill.

It's just that my nephew is not from the Zheng family, and it is not clear whether he is alive or dead now. ”

"Wouldn't that ......?"

The black-faced monk knew what Hui Jin was going to say, shook his head and said, "The Zheng family's baby looks twelve or thirteen, and my nephew should only be ten years old this year." If the age is not right, it is unlikely to be the same person. ”

Hui Jin nodded, "That's a pity. Otherwise, the reunion of the eldest brother and nephew will be a beautiful thing! ”

"yes!"

The black-faced monk sighed, "I don't want my nephew to be as famous as that child, as long as I can live well, I will be satisfied." ”

He looked up at the starry sky.

But seeing the stars twinkling, bright and moving.

But in his heart, he felt more and more empty and lonely......

(To be continued)