In the mountain temple, I suddenly saw such a place, although it was a little unreasonable, but if there were no monks guarding outside, it could barely be said.

Huangfu Jingchen looked at the two monks guarding the door and knew that things were not so simple.

Just by looking at the sharp thorns on the four walls, you can see that the defense is tight. It seems that if you want to enter the courtyard, you can only go through the gate.

Behind a tree a few feet away, Huangfu Jingchen popped out a stone in his hand.

The two monks at the door glanced at each other, and the one on the left walked warily in this direction. Huangfu Jingchen's body was stuck in the shadow behind the tree, not moving.

Seeing that there was nothing unusual, the monk raised his head to see that there was a small fruit on the tree, and one fell from time to time, presumably the sound of the fruit falling to the ground.

The monk at the door said, "What's the situation?" ”

The monk said, "It's nothing, the sound of the fruit falling!" ”

The monk, who consciously found the source of the sound, was in a relaxed mood, and suddenly felt anxious, walked under the tree, unbuttoned his pants and began to release water.

The monk at the door laughed and scolded: "I told you not to drink so much wine!" Then he looked no further.

Huangfu Jingchen was almost smoked to death by the stinking urine, but he still didn't move, and at this moment, Fang quickly turned out from behind the tree, and a hand knife cut at the monk's neck.

The monk didn't even snort, and fell limply.

Huangfu Jingchen helped the man up and let him lean against the tree, but the man sneaked towards the door very quickly.

At this time, the moon was dark, and he was dressed in black, and he walked through the darkness of the shadow of the tree, as light as a tanuki, and the monk at the door did not notice it. looked at the monk under the tree, and saw that he was lying there, as if holding a tree, and laughed: "Is this a tree as a beauty?" Sot! ”

At this moment, Huangfu Jingchen's figure rose violently, and a punch hit his temple, and the monk's eyes rolled and he fell to the ground silently.

Huangfu Jingchen flashed into the hospital.

There weren't many people in the yard either.

Everyone was called to the front by the prison to deal with the four Uncle Lu.

Sang Xuewei's chaotic collision, the anxious search of Uncle Lu and others, the popularity of the people in the rivers and lakes, the accusations after Sang Xuewei's appearance, and the ensuing scuffle, inadvertently, cleared the way for Huangfu Jingchen.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I heard laughter, screams, weeping, swearing, whipping, and begging for mercy......

There were seven or eight rooms in this courtyard, and the sound in each room was different.

But those who screamed, those who wept, those who begged for mercy, without exception, were women's voices.

Even if you don't look at it, just hear those voices, and you know that this is like hell on earth.

Anger accumulated in Huangfu Jingchen's eyes, and he first leaned closer to a window to look.

The room was three zhang wide and four or five zhang long, with a fluttering curtain, and there was wine and meat on the table over there, and several monks each held a woman in their arms, and those women looked sad and forced to smile, and there was a woman in the corner who seemed to resist, and was beaten to the point that her nose was blue and her face was swollen.

Huangfu Jingchen suppressed his anger and went to see the second room.

There was only one shirtless monk here, with fierce eyebrows and ringed eyes, holding a whip in his hand, and four or five women were unclothed and had whip marks everywhere. The monk didn't like it, so he whipped it, and he still held a woman in his hand, taking advantage of it, and those poor women had nowhere to hide, their eyes were desperate, and their faces were like ashes.

Huangfu Jingchen really wanted to go in and twist that person's neck, but he knew very well that now he was just one person, and there was no way to save all these people. He is here to save people, and he must not be reckless. Now he had to figure out the whole situation and come up with a foolproof solution.

In the fourth room, there was a large bed, four monks, and seven or eight women. They are all disheveled, and the scene is extravagant.

The fifth, sixth, and seventh rooms......

In every room, the situation is more or less the same.

Huangfu Jingchen calculated, there were twenty-three women and twelve monks here. These monks are all martial arts practitioners, and I don't know what their skills are, so he can give it a try, but the consequence may be that these monks killed those women in order to cover up their evil deeds.

Don't say kill them all, even kill only one or two, for him, it's hard to accept.

He came to save people, and those women were pitiful enough, how could they let them die at the hands of thieves in front of his eyes?

When he went down the mountain with Xia Wenjin during the day, he had already told Jiang Ning to go to the nearby Dajin Mansion to move troops. It's just that the road is far away, and he has no evidence at that time, whether the Otsu Prefecture will send someone is still in the air, even if he sends someone immediately, it will be dawn when he rushes over.

Huangfu Jingchen is not worried about whether Dajin Mansion will send people, he sent Jiang Ning, Jiang Ning is eloquent, and he can say that he is alive if he is dead, and he can do this.

Shi'an Temple is secretly filthy, and the relationship is between good men and women within a radius of hundreds of miles.

Only by revealing their true colors and handing them over to the government can they get the punishment they deserve. If he kills someone, it will be a lynching, and everything in Shi'an Temple, if others don't know, will be kept in the dark.

However, if he watched those women being bullied by the evil monks like this, he couldn't do it after all.

And he also knows very well that the reason why there are so few people here is because people have been temporarily transferred. At the moment these monks are scattered in different rooms, if he can break them down one by one, or can he not alarm them?

When you think of it, you do it.

Huangfu Jingchen was the first to choose the lonely monk on the far right.

said that it was an order, but it was only for the number of people.

The monks who were alone in the room were even more hateful, and it was clear that they were in charge of disobedient women, a martial arts practitioner, a strong man, with a leather whip in his hand, and even a brazier in the room, in which there was red-hot iron, and those weak women were beaten and scolded, intimidated and destroyed.

Those lonely and weak women, faced with such a situation, could do nothing but cry, despair, and surrender.

In the end, they had to go against their hearts and succumb to coercion!

Huangfu Jingchen had a plan in his heart, so he began to act.

He reached the door of the rightmost room and knocked on it.

Inside the house, the ring-eyed monk whipped a woman, who screamed and fell to the ground, and the other women trembled with fear, and some knelt down and begged for mercy.

The monk enjoyed the feeling of being in control of the fate of others, and he took the iron from the brazier in one hand and looked at the women menacingly, as if considering who to imprint the iron on.

The knock on the door was very obvious in the voices of the women crying and begging for mercy.

The Ring-Eyed Monk was a little impatient, but quickly stood up.

At this time, the knocker must be a new person from the deacon's side.

He put down the soldering iron and went over to open the door.

The door had barely opened a crack before he felt his neck tighten, and a hand grabbed his neck like an iron pincer.