The three sticks danced whirring in the hands of a pinch of hair, up and down for a while, left and right, like a straight stick whirring wind, dense and impermeable, as if there was water splashing in, beans could not enter, dazzling, forcing Rong Weishan to retreat step by step.

The three sticks are long and far away, the attack surface is large, soft and hard, and the lethality is great, if it is hit by the vital parts, the skin is basically open, and the tendons and veins are broken. A pinch of hair really has two strokes, split, pick, fall, hit, cover, sweep, interception and other tricks have been used, sticks, footwork, techniques, legs, body closely coordinated, coordinated in place.

Rong Weishan will not be able to find a handful of weaknesses for a while and be at a disadvantage. The beggars who were watching cheered again and again, a pinch of hair became more energetic, the three-section stick rotated at high speed, Rong Weishan only had the right to dodge, and the three-section stick hit the stone railing on the bridge from time to time, and the railing was smashed out with a burst of sparks, and the rubble was splashed.

Rong Weishan is not a vegetarian either, like an agile monkey, jumping around, a pinch of hair still can't hurt Rong Weishan's vital parts, although his arms and back have been hit with a few sticks. A pinch of hair became more and more ruthless, and Rong Weishan retreated farther and farther.

Gong Changyu really sweated for Rong Weishan with his bare hands. Zhang Weijun aimed his musket at a pinch of Mao's arm, and as long as Rong Weishan was in danger, he would shoot at any time.

Suddenly, it rained heavily, drenching the two attackers and defenders. The rain was too timely, and Rong Weishan quickly took off his clothes and gradually twisted into a practice, while exiting the bridge deck of the Hualong Bridge. A handful of hairs continued to chase, the speed became faster and faster, fierce and abnormal, aggressive, lifting the flowers, standing dancing flowers, flowers on the head, and back flowers with strong feet into arrows, shouting: "Who else is not convinced?" ”

"A good man spares his life...... A good man spares his life. When the beggars saw that the leader had been defeated, they did not dare to step forward for half a step, and then seven or eight "beggars" panicked and carried a handful of hair, ran to the eaves of the temple, put a handful of hair on the ground, and pushed open a door of the temple's Daxiong Treasure Hall.

In the temple, only one oil lamp was still on. The meditating Master Yuankong was very calm, he closed his eyes, turned a blind eye to the few beggars who broke into the hall, did not say a word, and his expression was tepid.

"Abbot—" Beggargar-A said.

"Good will be rewarded with good, evil will be rewarded with evil, it's not that you don't repay it, the time has not yet come." Monk Yuankong spoke.

"Senior Brother Jieheng was injured by a little beggar and his life is in danger." Beggar B approached and said.

"The swing inside the wall and the road outside the wall, a mountain is higher than a mountain." Monk Yuankong said.

"Abbot, now there are only a dozen of them, why don't we click them?" Beggar B asked.

"The commander didn't give an order, if you dare to move General Gong Jichang, you will only expose our plan prematurely, get out!" Yuankong suddenly opened his eyes.

"Abbot, this is a rare opportunity. Killing Gong Jichang will allow us to disrupt the deployment of the Qinghe army, open the city gates, and let our army in. Beggar Armor eagerly pulled out a machete from under the table in the Buddha hall.

"Don't you want to die, don't you see those officers and soldiers with muskets in their hands?" Monk Yuankong reprimanded.

"Abbot, you've been lurking in Wuyou City for so many years, isn't this the day you're waiting for?" Beggar Jia said, "If you hesitate any longer, the officers and soldiers will leave Hualong Temple." ”

"Stand down for me, and go outside to be your beggars. Before the commander comes back, we can't be impetuous. After Yuankong finished speaking, he continued to meditate.

"Yes, Abbot." The beggar who rushed into the hall had no choice but to follow the words of the monk Yuankong and withdrew from the outside of the Daxiong Treasure Hall......

It was only drizzling outside the temple, and Gong Changyu and his party took shelter from the rain in the corridor. Zhang Weijun and the others tightly surrounded Gong Changyu in the middle, because the danger factor was too high in Hualong Temple.

Rong Weishan lit a fire not far away, baking his clothes naked. He didn't greet Gong Changyu and them, pretending that he didn't know them, and fighting against a handful of hair, it was completely a roar when he saw injustice. He came to Hualong Temple for only one purpose, to find Jing Dapeng, the leader of the beggars.

Gong Changyu originally wanted to walk over and tell him to be careful, but he still held back, and then thought about it, Rong Weishan helped out, out of courtesy, he should still thank him in person, who should he send over? Hey, Zhu Shuiqiang is not around, Zhu Rongchu is not around, these entourages don't know how to speak Sidu.

"Liu Yuntian, do you still have copper with you?" Gong Changyu finally remembered Liu Yuntian and knew a little bit about Sidu dialect.

"Old situation (big brother), Bainiao (I) only brought more than 100 wen." Liu Yuntian responded.

"Hmm. Go over there, put 100 yuan in the bowl of the beggar who is roasting the fire, and remember not to talk too much, lest there be any extraneous branches. Gong Changyu crouched in Liu Yuntian's ear and said in Sidu dialect.

"Okay." Liu Yuntian responded. So, he walked over to Rong Weishan, bent down and put the only copper coins on his body into the broken bowl one by one.

"Thank you, thank you." Rong Weishan glanced at Liu Yuntian and said novelly, "Brother, most of the beggars in this temple are pretending to be monks, and it is not appropriate to stay here for a long time, so you should leave quickly." ”

"Little brother, why don't you come with us?" Liu Yuntian said.

"I can't go." Rong Weishan shook his head, "The temple abbot Monk Yuankong is one of the leaders, I am watching here, he doesn't dare to act rashly." ”

"Then you have to be careful." Liu Yuntian patted Rong Weishan on the shoulder, "If things change abruptly, you have to leave here as soon as possible." ”

"Understood. I'm a beggar, and they don't dare to do anything to me. "Rong Weishan is very confident.

"Then I'll go first, take care." Liu Yuntian arched his hand, then grabbed two paper-wrapped baked cakes from his arms, stuffed them into Rong Weishan's hands, got up and left......

The "beggar" who fell into the canal was washed out of the water for a long time, and was finally blocked by the iron gate that went into the water, and the strong desire to survive made him grasp the stone pier on the edge of the iron gate, groped and climbed up the canal, and as soon as he got ashore, a black shadow stood in front of him in a daze, and stretched out a hand: "You come with me." ”

"Who are you?" The beggar couldn't see the object clearly, and his hands were clutching wildly in the air, unusually vigilant.

"Little brother, I am Zhou Benshun, the shopkeeper of Duliang Antique Shop." The black shadow took off the wolf's head mask from his head and led the beggar with a horsewhip.

"Shopkeeper Zhou, you are also a person who worships the Heavenly Emperor Sect?" The beggar touched his hot eyes.

"It's not. I'm a good friend of Master Yuankong, and I happened to be passing by here. Zhou Benshun replied, "I see that you are injured like this, you must be fighting with others again, right?" ”

"Hey, don't say it. I was poked in the eye by a man who asked for food...... "The beggar replied.

"Oh. Didn't you work as a monk in Hualong Temple, why did you wear a beggar's costume again? Zhou Benshun was very puzzled.

"It's all arranged by Master Yuankong, what is the Blue Wolf Army's Wei King Shi Xianda attacking the city, and asking us to actively cooperate, turn into beggars, and go around to collect information about the Jingnan Army defending the city." The beggar sighed and said, "How good it is to be a monk with peace of mind......

"The arrow is on the line, and it has to be sent. It has been more than ten days since the King of Wei led his troops to attack the city, and the only thing we can do as internal agents is to create chaos in the city, and take the opportunity to take any city gate, and then we can put our team in. Zhou Benshun said.

"Shopkeeper, my eyes are badly damaged, I'm afraid I won't be able to participate in the operation. You'd better let me go back to Hualong Temple. The beggar let go of his horsewhip.

"It's okay, I'll take you to a place and promise your eyes will be fine." Zhou Benshun said.

"Where are you going?" The beggar asked.

"Dongta Temple."

"Okay."

So, Zhou Ben obediently took out a small donkey from under the tree by the canal, helped the beggar onto the donkey's back, and led the donkey to the East Pagoda Temple.

The East Pagoda Temple is near the East Yingchun Pavilion in the north of Wuyou City, and is on the west bank of the river. Zhou Benshun took the beggar whose eyes were pierced to the East Pagoda Temple, and did not go to the temple immediately, but went directly to the inside of the tower.

Jing Dapeng was hiding in the pagoda of Dongta Temple at the moment, because he knew that Gong Changyu had sent people everywhere to search for him and had to move the place.

This tower was built in the third year of the Daoli calendar, and it took six years to complete the construction. Seven levels on the eight sides of the tower, bluestone paves the bottom, octagonal top, the bottom of the tower opens a gate, the tower brake places the copper casting gourd treasure bottle, the height is 39.63 meters, each layer has the eaves of the tower, the eaves are warped, and there are doors and windows to provide indoor lighting.

There are seven floors of pavilion in the tower, there are two spiral corridors between the inner and outer walls, from the bottom floor to the top floor, if you are not careful, you will be lost and do not return. Because the tower is magnificent and upright, "absolutely like a pen of Qingyun", so the east tower is also called Lingyun Tower......

Zhou Benshun took the beggar, and while walking up, he introduced the situation of the East Tower, and walked for a long time before he reached the top floor. Jing Dapeng was wearing a robe, sitting cross-legged, and when he heard someone coming up, he didn't panic.

"Shopkeeper Zhou, what are you doing with You Shan here?" Jing Dapeng asked.

"Master Shuai, there is an elixir for treating the eyes hidden in this pagoda, You Shan's eyes are seriously damaged, I will treat him." Zhou Benshun replied.

"Don't bring me here if you're blind." Jing Dapeng looked unhappy, "Did you meet the patrolling Self-Defense Forces when you came?" ”

"Nope." Zhou Ben complied, "Master, should we get out that silver?" ”

"Wait a little longer." Jing Dapeng waved his hand.

"Without silver, we can't buy weapons, how can we deal with the defenders in the city?" Zhou Benshun said that he found a bottle of elixir in the attic, poured out some transparent liquid in the palm of his hand, and rubbed it on You Shan's eyeballs, and You Shan was able to open his eyes a little.

"Forty-eight thousand taels of silver, all of which I have stored in the 'Mao Sheng Xiang' money village, and I can't take it out at once." Jing Dapeng took out a stack of silver tickets from his arms.

"Master Shuai, if you can't take it out, just go and grab it." You Shan answered.

"It's still a hair, the money village is guarded by the Self-Defense Forces and Jingnan Army muskets, and we can't get close at all." Jing Dapeng scattered the silver tickets all over the place.