Sou! The figure outside the window flickered, the sound of the blade in the temple sounded, far and near, Ye Sheng stood at the door of the third floor and looked out, the roof thief was running around, and the thieves from different ways seemed to be bound to win the gold relics tonight! The six gates of the temple are carrying torches and wandering around to catch thieves, but this shepherd dog has few and many wolves, how can he catch it?

The three people in the same room with Ye Sheng were all ordinary pilgrims, and when they heard the movement outside, they also got up from the bed and came to the door, "Oh my God! It's a fight outside! "It's a sin to fight and kill in a Buddhist holy place!" "Look, look at it, on the north roof, someone has had his head cut off with a knife, it's so violent!"

The thieves and thieves who coveted the golden relics met unexpectedly on this night, and they scattered around in search of the whereabouts of the golden relics in this vast and huge temple. Master Mo Wen and Master Mengyi, who rarely live in the temple today, stand in the pavilion in the secluded forest on the mountain of Jinshan Temple. This place is located in the back mountain, more than a mile away from the temple, standing in the cool breeze pavilion, the two monks can clearly see dozens of figures fighting and entanglement in the temple.

Master Mengyi clasped his palms together and asked, "Amitabha, there is more killing karma in the rivers and lakes, senior brother, what are your plans?" Master Mo Wen sat cross-legged on the stone bench, like an old monk in a steady position, and said with a quiet smile, "Jinshan Temple is already a place to fight, and a dragon and tiger fight is something I can't stop, in this case, it is better to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight." ”

What to talk about purifying sentient beings, what to say about compassion. Master Mo Wen didn't look like a monk at all, his eyes were focused, staring at the masked snitches who were walking on the eaves in Jinshan Temple in an attempt to seize the golden relics, and then looking at the six gate officials who spared no effort to chase behind, he touched his bare head and said with a smile, "Tomorrow the consecration festival will be held, I hope it can go smoothly!" ”

The thieves who infiltrated Jinshan Temple to steal the treasure persevered and searched for it all night, and this fight also lasted all night, and it was a coincidence that Ye Sheng, who had nothing to do, also watched at the door all night. From the fierce fighting to the final disappointed escape, Ye Sheng saw the courage and greed of those people to compete for the gold relics, and also saw their despair and failure.

During this night, more than 50 black-clothed people from different sources rummaged through the entire Jinshan Temple, but the golden relics were still not found. The six doors of the temple were killed, and all these thieves were wiped out, although there were fish that slipped through the net, but they kept the peace of Jinshan Temple.

Ye Sheng gradually learned about the wit and cunning of Master Mo Wen, the host of Jinshan Temple in Quancheng, who said that monks are stupid and bald donkeys? This Master Mo Wen is very smart, not only to hide and avoid the disaster of Jinshan Temple, but also to let the restless and insatiable thieves kill each other for the gold relics, and both lose. Master Mo Wen didn't do anything, but he had already defeated many thieves who had plans for relics. It's really fun to retreat and not fight!

On the third day, the early sun was rising, and it was already the hour of the hour. While! The sound of wooden fish in the Buddha hall sounded, the hall that can accommodate thousands of people is already overcrowded, and Ye Sheng is also among them, standing in front of the futon, smelling the elegant incense of the Buddha hall, looking ahead, looking at the high platform. On the front steps of the Buddha hall, Master Mo Wen, wearing a robe, is standing in front of the Buddha case and worshipping, on both sides of the Buddha case are the kind and kind Master Mengyi and several small monks and masters.

And look at both sides, there are six doors guarded by officials with knives under the walls of the four corners of the Buddhist hall, in order to guarantee the foolproof relics and the safety of everyone in the Buddhist hall. In this way, the Quancheng County Ya can be famous for the relics to open the light puja.

The wooden fish struck slowly, the bell moved, the hafnium slapped, and the solemn consecration ceremony began! Dozens of monks chanted Buddhist scriptures, and the pious Buddha was deafening, and after the master of Na Mo Wen knelt and bowed to the Buddha statue more than eight feet high, he put a delicate wooden box in front of the Buddha case with both hands.

For a while, there was a small commotion in the sound of chanting the Buddha in unison. Ye Sheng knew that among the thousands of people's puja, there were at least a hundred who were still trying to win the golden relic. It's just that if the enemy doesn't move, I won't move. Ye Sheng was not in a hurry, he stayed in the crowd and stared wide-eyed, waiting, looking at the golden wooden box on the Buddha case without blinking, inside, could it be the golden relics that everyone had been waiting for for a long time?

Master Mo Wen was not in a hurry, with a compassionate smile on his face, he opened the wooden box with both hands in an orderly manner, and in an instant, a layer of faint gold was shrouded in the bright Buddha hall. Just because the golden relics lie in the wooden box soft towel, illuminated by the sun, reflecting a dazzling brilliance. Golden relics! It's really a golden relic!

The Buddha hall was full of whispers and exclamations. Everyone praised the golden relics and paid sincere respect, Ye Sheng stood there, a little itchy, do you want to do it now? The golden relics are just around the corner! Ye Sheng took a step excitedly, but then stiffly couldn't take another leg.

Mo asked the master to be cunning and slippery, how do I know if the golden relics are real? Ye Shenghu was suspicious, hidden in the uneven crowd, and suppressed the urge to take the lead, don't worry, let's see!

The presiding officer and the monk on the high platform are worshipping and bowing to the golden relics, and the Buddha name continues. And in this solemn and pious Buddha hall, there was a sudden shout, "Do it!" Brethren! With that, six black shadows jumped up in different corners of the Buddhist hall, and it seemed that they were all from the same enemy. The six of them jumped and took off to the high platform, and naturally went straight to the golden relics in the wooden box!

"What people!" "I want you to kill six people!" "Six doors are here, who dares to be presumptuous!" The solemn puja will be destroyed and terminated, and the temple will suddenly be in chaos. Some of the officials of the six doors immediately drew their knives and came up to protect Master Mo Wen and Jin Shili, while the other part immediately went to stop the six thieves!

At first glance, the six people were not from a sect, but a reckless man from the wild road, and the six people had different costumes and different weapons. There are Pu Dao spears, meteor hammers, and double-plate axes, and these six people are the first birds, and the others hidden in the Buddha Hall can't help it! For the sake of the golden relic, everyone got up and rushed forward, jumped onto the high platform, and flocked to the golden relic from all directions!

"Amitabha, good, good!" Master Mo Wen was not panicking, and Master Mengyi, who was invited to act as the protector of the Dharma, was also not afraid. In the face of many sword-wielding bandits and thieves who came, he clasped his palms together and said compassionately, "The sea of bitterness is boundless, turn back to the shore, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground." ”

"The bald donkey is looking for death! Don't get out of the way yet! The rough man with a halberd in one hand crossed to the stage, waved his arms, and the halberd slashed at Master Mengyi's bare head. Master Mengyi did not retreat but advanced, stepped forward, used a dragon claw hand, pinched the throat of the big man with his hand, and easily slapped the other party to the ground, "Amitabha, the poor monk is called Mengyi, not a bald donkey. ”

The believers retreated in terror, and the villains stepped forward fiercely. The hall was in disarray and chaos. In the cold light of the sword and the shadow of the sword, Master Mengyi was on a high platform in front of the golden relic, and there was a husband who was brave enough to open it! I saw him running the Shaolin dragon claw hand, his arm strength was fast, and his wrist strength was strong. In the face of several people's encirclement and suppression, he was like a fierce tiger and moved like a dragon. Knocked down all the outsiders who had ill intentions about the Golden Relic to the ground.

There were six doors and a master's guard, and the small golden relic lay in the wooden box without any risk, and it was as safe as sleep. Seeing that everyone on the high platform was fighting each other and it was difficult to break through the protection of Jinshan Temple, Ye Sheng hesitated, pushed away the crowd of people who had gathered in the Buddhist hall and fled, and turned his head to leave.

Some of the people who jumped out of the disaster were to improve their own creation, and some of them were to seize the relics and sell them for money, but no matter what the purpose was, they only had the golden relics in their eyes now that were less than the size of their palms! The sword has no eyes, and the fists and feet are hard. This group of martial arts people from different ways attacked the six gates and the monks of Jinshan Temple, although there are traces of defeat and retreat, but they are still obsessed! I want to fight to the end!

Blood splattered, and the figure fell. In the midst of this hideous conflict, a white figure broke through the window and jumped into the Buddhist hall. Another uninvited guest! Master Mengyi rolled up his sleeves, slapped the two thieves with knives off the stage, and turned his head to look at the white-clothed man who fell to the ground with a white scarf covering his face and a red scarf wrapped around his wrist, "Your Excellency also wants to take the treasure of Jinshan Temple without measuring your own strength?" ”

Ye Sheng grinned, and when he saw Master Mengyi asking, he naturally wanted to answer, "I promised someone else's things, so naturally I want to do it!" Master Mengyi clasped his palms together and stared at Ye Sheng with an expressionless face, "Your Excellency has such a big tone, although you are fulfilling your promise, you must also distinguish between right and wrong, do good and abstain from evil!" ”

"Then you're wrong! Stealing treasure is my job! Ye Sheng smiled, turned his hands into claws, and posed with dragon claws, "I am a disciple of the God Thief!" The golden relics of Jinshan Temple are mine now! With that, Ye Sheng's figure moved forward, and with one move, he traveled straight to the door of Master Mengyi.

Standing in the corner under the protection of the six doors, Master Mo Wen raised his head and stared at the thief saint when he heard this, his eyes were focused, his palms were folded but he was absent-minded, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Seeing that this thief saint also used the Shaolin dragon claw hand, Master Mengyi was slightly startled, and immediately blocked it with the dark clouds of the dragon claw hand, Ye Sheng approached, but the claw suddenly loosened, and his arms waved indiscriminately like a fist. What kind of move is this? Seeing that Ye Sheng's dragon claw hand had become a chaotic fist technique, Master Mengyi thought that Ye Sheng did not know how to use dragon claw hands. In the face of this pretentious person, Master Mengyi took the opportunity to use the 'overwhelming mountain' to knock Ye Sheng away.

Bang! Ye Sheng flew upside down, and his feet were on the floor and he took three steps back to stabilize his body. At the same time, in front of Master Mengyi, who had shot Ye Sheng away, there was white powder pouring into the air. This is the powder that flew out of Ye Sheng's cuffs! What is it? Is it lime? Master Mengyi hurriedly closed his eyes and retreated, his face was stained with a lot of white marks, but he didn't have the hot feeling of lime stained eyes.

A colorless and odorless white powder that doesn't seem to be toxic! Master Mengyi was suspicious, looked at Ye Sheng in the audience with his palms folded and asked, "Thief Saint, what kind of trick do you use?" Ye Sheng smiled dumbly, clapped his hands and said, "Master Mengyi, what you said is wrong, it was you who hit my chest and spilled my personal belongings, why do you still turn around and blame me now?" ”

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