The little Taoist priest was slamming on the door, and suddenly a big monk came out of the nunnery, who looked like five big and three thick, and shouted violently. Behind him, the nun just now was still persuading:

"Senior brother, don't be too troublesome! He's just a child, just scare him and don't make any more troubles. ”

The monk said: "Senior Sister Huixin, you don't have to worry about it, I'll see if the calf's nose has eaten the bear's heart leopard gall, dare to come to me to call for battle!"

The little Taoist priest wanted to run, thinking that there was a wind beside them, and this monk was the master's enemy, so he stood up straight, held his head high, crossed his hands on his waist and said:

"Bald donkey, are you the monk from Fuyun Temple?"

The great monk was insulted by a child, and he couldn't help but be angry, and shouted:

"Little Zamao! The monk is from Fuyun Temple, do you want to learn from your master and find death by yourself?"

Seeing that the monk had admitted that he was the master's enemy, the little Taoist priest forgot the disparity between his age and strength and the monk, his eyes were red, and he asked loudly:

"What kind of hatred does my master have with you? What kind of old knots have you never settled? You actually beat him like that?"

When the monk saw that the little Taoist priest was young, he was not afraid of himself, and the boss was not interesting in his heart. Said:

"It's your master who doesn't know the height of his eyebrows, so he has to compete with the poor monk and be jealous, how can he allow others to snore and sleep on the side of the couch? How can the poor monk let him? I advise you to go away quickly, don't wait for the poor monk to get on fire, and send you to the Western Elysium." ”

Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Daotong bent down and picked up a green brick, and threw it fiercely at the monk's bald head.

The monk wanted to scare the little Taoist away, but he didn't expect that the little Taoist was not only not afraid, but also smashed himself with a green brick. The monk hurriedly dodged, and the green brick flew and smashed into the shoulder of the nun behind him. The nun "oops" did not stop.

Seeing that his sweetheart was smashed, the monk was furious and punched the little Taoist priest's head.

This punch has a thousand powers, and it is impossible for the little Taoist priest to dodge.

The little Taoist priest was about to be punched, and suddenly shouted:

"Stop!

The monk was stunned for a moment, his fist stopped in the space, and when he looked at it, there was a person holding a rice stick in front of him.

At the moment when he was stunned, Feng'er had already picked off his waving fist with a rice stick, and the little Taoist priest hid behind Feng'er.

Feng'er and the monk looked at each other and couldn't help but be surprised. This is just a monk who is similar to Wuchen's body, where is that Wuchen!

The monk stared at Feng'er for a while and asked:

"Little Huazi, are you the rescuer brought by this little miscellaneous hair, and I am afraid of you because of the number of people and the poor road?"

Feng'er said, "Are you the monk from Fuyun Temple, where is Wuchen?"

The monk said: "The poor monk is from Fuyun Temple, where is Wuchen, why should he tell you?"

Feng'er sneered: "You committed adultery with a nun, and you should be punished to death by the rod according to the law." injured the Taoist priest again, and it is not an exaggeration to ask for a beheading. Later, I will send you two dogs and men to the government, and you will go to the court to make a decision or not. ”

One of the monk's senior brothers, last year for adultery with a cane was punished by a rod and exiled to the frontier, died on the road, of course he knew the severity of this crime, and in addition to the crippled old way, it was wishful thinking to come out alive when he arrived at the government. Now there are only two ways: one is to escape, running away is too shameless in front of the nun. The second is to beat, the little flower and the little Taoist priest are thin and thin, and then the corpse is wiped out, covering up the small mistakes with big mistakes, and creating the illusion that there are no mistakes. The problem is that there are five or six more people behind Xiaohuazi, and if one of them runs away, he will still be arrested by the government too late, and he will be killed. I regret that I didn't listen to Huixin's words, and I shouldn't have walked out of the door.

Between fighting and not fighting, it is difficult for monks.

Up to now, the monk can't be allowed to hesitate, and he has only one fight to die. So he swung his iron fist and hit Feng'er's life.

Feng'er was not so easy to fight, but I saw him quickly take two steps back, lift the rice stick and turn around, and swept it towards the monk's waist.

This monk knows how to punch and kick, and he has fought for more than 30 rounds without distinguishing whether he wins or loses.

Feng'er adjusted his tactics, fought six or seven more times, saw the opportunity, and knocked the monk to the ground with two sticks.

The nun didn't care about the pain in her shoulder, and reached out to pull the monk up. The monk shook his hand like a defeated quail fighting a defeated chicken.

The nun walked up to Feng'er, folded her hands and said:

"Amitabha! The benefactor's merits are immeasurable. Let my brother go!"

Feng'er glanced at her and said:

"As a monk, you don't want to check the bad morals, and I will take you to the official with me. ”

Yao Xiucai said: "The Taoist priest is a daytime guest, and the monk knocks on the door under the moon. Where is your virtue, where is your shame, what is your shame, what is your face to walk in the heavens and the earth?"

The nun's face was flushed, and it was hard to say anything.

Feng'er asked the monk:

"So where did Wuchen go?"

The monk knelt on his knees, folded his hands and said:

"Xiaoxia, please let go of the poor monk, I don't know any Wuchen at all. ”

Feng'er said angrily: "Aren't you a monk from Fuyun Temple, how can you not know Wuchen?"

The monk wanted to be big, but he didn't expect to invite disaster. With a face full of grievances, he said:

"The poor monk is a monk in a small temple, a hundred miles away from Fuyun Temple. In order to make a good fortune, he said that he was a monk in Fuyun Temple. As for the Wuchen, the poor monk is unheard of. I also hope that Xiaoxia will release the poor monk, Amitabha!"

Feng'er didn't look like he was lying, and said:

"Whether you know Wuchen or not, if you behave corruptly and hurt a Taoist priest, I have to send you to the government to say justice. ”

When the monk heard that Feng'er would not let him go, he clenched his teeth and his eyes were bloodshot, and asked:

"Xiaoxia, look, is there still room for negotiation?"

Feng'er said firmly: "It's gone!"

The monk suddenly laughed and said:

"It's gone!"

As he spoke, he grabbed a handful of floating soil from the ground and threw it at Feng'er's face. At the same time, he flew up and took the nun's hand and ran up the mountain.

Feng'er didn't expect the monk to come with such a hand, it was too late to dodge, and the floating soil tightly covered his eyes.

Ah Niu was standing by watching the excitement, he was unresponsive, and he didn't understand what was going on.

Du Ling shouted: "Ah Niu, chase quickly!"

"Hey!"

Ah Niu promised to carry the stick and run, and the monk and nun had already run halfway up the mountain.

Du Ling helped Feng'er blow away the dust in his eyes, and Feng'er carried a stick to chase after him. The group followed.

The Red Mud Mountain is not large, but the mountain is full of strange rocks, and the weathered dark red stones have turned into mud and cover the surface of the mountain.

When Feng'er and Ah Niu chased them to the top of the mountain, the monks and nuns were already standing on the edge of the cliff, and they had no way out.

"Senior Sister Huixin, are you afraid?" the monk asked.

"I'm not afraid to be with my brother. Huixin said.

"I brought you to a dead end, do you hate me?" the monk asked.

"Hate! I just hate that we met too late!" said Huixin.

"We have no way out, there is no room for us in this earthly world. ”

"I went with my brother, hoping to be husband and wife in the next life, and not to meet anyone else. ”

"Okay! You close your eyes, and the pain will soon pass. ”

"No, Senior Brother took my hand, I would like to fly with you into butterflies. ”

Feng'er shouted, "Slow down!"

The monk sneered, turned around with the nun, took the nun's hand, and jumped down.