It's late at night, and it's silent. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Twenty miles southeast of Longwang Mountain, there is a land temple sitting, the land temple still has a little incense in the peaceful years, and now it has long been in the war, the dilapidated even the temple door is gone, only the ruins and broken walls are left, the night wind blows through and comes out with a whining sound, in a few rays of cold moonlight, there is a ghostly fire flickering, making people shudder.

Wang Donkey shrank his neck, only to feel that his legs and stomachs twitched, and he held a machete in his hand tightly, and there were more than a dozen people beside him, all of whom looked like he was unrelenting.

These people are all thieves who escaped from the Dragon King Village, the battle during the day, if it weren't for the king's donkey being clever enough, he threw a hemp rope and swung down from the rock wall of the back mountain, and the thieves who reacted fast enough nearby were all like this, although most of them fell to pieces, but there were a few lucky people who stumbled and came to the bottom of the mountain alive.

Man is alive, but his courage has long been frightened.

The iron-blooded killing of the Northern Liang Army made the thieves understand that the fear of death is not something ordinary people can bear, so after escaping, in order to have a little support, everyone instinctively gathered together.

And Wang Donkey, who brought life to these people, also invisibly became the leader.

Wang Donkey used to be a tenant of the landlord's family, about half a year ago, Lu San took the thieves of Longwang Village to ransack the Zhuangzi where he was, Wang Donkey saw the landlord's men killed by the thieves, and the women were humiliated in the screams.

Driven by this thought, he soon joined the thieves in Longwang Village, and also performed bravely in several battles with the official army, and was appreciated by the thief leader Lu San, making him a small leader.

The little boss naturally has the benefits of the little boss, in addition to eating and drinking on weekdays, there are two women to warm the bed at night, and Wang Donkey's life is really leisurely.

Wang Donkey, who was deeply intoxicated, felt that the past 20 years had been in vain, but he didn't want a killing to beat him back to his original form.

The night breeze blows, the dead leaves fall, and it is desolate as far as the eye can see.

Wang Donkey's mouth let out a soft sigh, and before the end of the sigh had dissipated, a cry suddenly sounded in his ears, vaguely coming from the back of the Land Temple.

It was freezing cold, and they were running all the way, and the thieves who were physically and mentally exhausted fell to the ground to rest after entering the land temple, never thinking that there were outsiders in the temple.

Wang Donkey's forehead was cold sweat, the cry came too abruptly, his first reaction was not that there was someone in the temple, but that there was a ghost manifested, "bang" on his legs weakened, knelt on the ground, trembling hands to ask the ancestors for blessing.

It may be that the king's donkey is too sinful, and the ancestors and gods are unwilling to deal with it, but listen to the cry getting louder and louder, and after careful discernment, you will find that the cry is not like the ethereal ghost cry.

The thieves are not right, they will be frightened by ghosts for a while, but in the end, they are all thieves who have seen blood and killed people, Wang Donkey was the first to stabilize his mind, got up from the ground, and had the courage to look for it along the cry, only to walk for a while, only to see a stone Buddha standing in the backyard of the land temple, I can't see that it is the Buddha, but the two figures in front of the stone Buddha are clearly visible.

The two figures stood and knelt together, and the kneeling man was sobbing faintly, apparently from him.

Wang Donkey hid behind a broken wall, looked through a gap, and saw that the kneeling man was very tall, wearing only a short coat in the cold weather, and his arms exposed to the cold wind were extremely thick, and he knew that he was a warrior at a glance.

And the man who was standing with his hands behind his back, standing with his head held high, wearing a brocade coat and cotton jacket, his figure looked a little fat, and the moonlight shone on the side of his face, illuminating half of his face.

If Xuanyuan Chen or Leng Junao were here at this time, they would be able to recognize this fat person at a glance, it was the housekeeper of Pengcheng County's Shoufu, Kangzhuang.

Wang Donkey has been a thief for a long time, and subconsciously tightened his hand holding the knife, wanting to kill people and seize money.

But the shadow of the killing during the day still shrouded in his heart, and the evil thoughts in his mind quickly dissipated, holding the cautious psychology of making less trouble, tiptoeing to leave, but he didn't expect to accidentally step on a dead branch.

The dead branches breaked, and the crisp sound was extremely loud in the silence of the winter night.

Wang Donkey secretly screamed in his heart, turned around and was about to escape, but saw a person standing in front of him, with sharp eyes and a frosty face, it was Kangzhuang, the housekeeper of Pengcheng County.

Kang Zhuang still stood with his hands in his hands, and did not pull out the soft sword wrapped around his waist.

But even if he didn't take out his weapon, Wang Donkey's eyes were so frightened that he couldn't believe his eyes.

Is it really a ghost? Otherwise, he was in the backyard a second ago, and he appeared in front of him in a blink of an eye?

Wang Donkey's face was shocked, his heart was beating wildly, he turned around and wanted to escape, only took a few steps but almost hit a wall, he fixed his eyes and saw that it was not a wall, but the man who knelt down.

said to be a man, but in fact he was a teenager, and the childishness between his eyebrows had not been taken off, but he was just extremely tall and strong.

The young man's eyes were red and swollen, and there were tear stains on his face, but he didn't feel a little sad, his expression was full of evil, and he held a ghost-headed knife in his right hand, but the knife was not lifted, but Wang Donkey felt that the knife had been on his neck.

Wang Donkey was unwilling to face such a demonic god, so he turned around again, preferring to look at the fat man who was as fast as a ghost, and reluctantly squeezed out a dry smile on his face.

Kang Zhuang's eyes were gloomy, and the words that came out of his mouth seemed to be fished out of ice water, which made people feel cold to the bone: "Who are you, three watches in the middle of the night, what are you doing here, are you a thief?"

Wang Donkey is not very bold, the brain is active, the most good at observing words and feelings, as soon as he heard Kang Zhuang's question, he knew that as long as he answered the slightest hesitation, he immediately had a worry about his life, so he quickly knelt down, kneeled a few steps, approached Kang Zhuang, and said with a cower: "This uncle, the villain is a passing merchant, outside the sudden heavy rain before entering the temple to take refuge, if it hinders the uncle's tranquility, the villain will leave immediately."

Kang Zhuang thought for a while, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he let out a sneer: "Are you a businessman?" So the dozen or so outside are also merchants? ”

Wang Donkey'er's body trembled, thinking that the other party had long known that his party was in the land temple, but he didn't see a little timidity, he must have a stunt, and he didn't put himself and others in his eyes, so he immediately shook his heart and hurriedly laughed: "That's right, that's right, we are all doing small business, and the villain will go out later, and I will definitely persuade them to leave together."

Kang Zhuang snorted, suddenly pulled out the soft sword on his waist, and his eyes were like electricity: "You still want to lie to me, Jiannan Dao is full of thieves, where are there any merchants who dare to move, and you are waiting for a roe deer head rat, holding a weapon, it seems that it is indeed a business, but it should be a business without capital!"

Wang Donkey saw that his identity was recognized, and it was meaningless to deny it, so he suddenly felt down, stood up, raised his knife in front of him, and said sharply: "That's right, what grandfathers do is to buy and sell without capital!" He spoke in a loud voice, and his eyes kept looking behind Kang Zhuang, obviously hoping to attract his companions with his voice.

Kang Zhuang held his sword in his chest, and his eyes showed a look of banter.

After a while, more than a dozen thieves from the Dragon King Village came looking for a voice, Wang Donkey gritted his teeth fiercely, and swung his knife to attack Kangzhuang, and his knife was not finished, and the person had flashed to the side.

It turns out that the attack is fake, and trying to escape is real.

Kang Zhuang seemed to have seen through Wang Donkey'er's false moves, his body did not move, and he did not make a move to stop it, watching Wang Donkey and his companions converge together.

Wang Donkey's confidence was a little more sufficient, but his mouth was very polite, and said: "This master, everyone's well water does not interfere with river water, and it is fate to meet here tonight, please don't make some misunderstandings."

As soon as the words fell, a person stood beside Wang Donkey, short in stature, carrying an axe on his shoulder, grinning and saying: "Dead fatty, donkey brother is polite, Lao Tzu is not so good at talking, you quickly hand over all the money on your body, Lao Tzu may be able to spare your life."

Kang Zhuang's eyes sank, and he slowly took out a silver ingot from his arms, which was full of more than a dozen taels, and the silver ingot exuded a heart-warming luster in the moonlight, and many thieves' eyes were instantly straight, only to hear Kang Zhuang smile and say: "If you want this silver ingot, come and get it." As he spoke, he threw the silver ingot into the air.

Seeing this, Wang Donkey shouted in his heart that it was not good, and wanted to stop the person who was going to rush up to grab the silver, but after his lips moved, he finally did not speak, and planned to let his companion try the depth of the other party.

People die for money, birds die for food, and greed always makes people reckless.

There was a commotion in the Land Temple, and the three thieves rushed out, and it was the thief who was carrying the axe in the front, only to see him leap forward, reach out and grab the silver ingot in mid-air.

Seeing that the silver ingot was about to arrive, he was already overjoyed.

Suddenly, a blinding flash of light obscured the silver ingot's luster and swallowed the smile on his face, replaced by gushing blood and a face full of fear and disbelief.

Kang Zhuang took out his sword, and with a sword, he cut off the right hand of the axe-carrying thief, slitting his throat, and the silver ingot was still in the air, and when he collected the sword and went back, after raising it with one hand, the silver ingot returned to his palm.

In the Land Temple, there was a dead silence, only the sound of heavy wheezing echoed.

The thieves were dumbfounded, all of them as dead as ashes, and they couldn't believe that someone's sword could be so fast and so sharp.

The other two thieves who rushed out to snatch the silver ingots staggered back at their feet, looking at the corpse of the severed hand lying on the ground, their frightened expressions with a hint of happiness, fortunately they didn't rush too fast, otherwise they would have died.

Kang Zhuang threw up the silver ingot in his hand again, with a smile on his face, the smile was cold, and he said in a light tone: "Who else wants silver?" When he was questioned, the young man holding the ghost-headed knife came to his side, and his eyes were more ruthless than Kangzhuang.

In the face of such a powerful opponent, the thieves completely lost their courage, and under the leadership of Wang Donkey, they fell to their knees one after another, and the land temple was suddenly filled with crying and begging for mercy......