The great monk Wuchen saw that Lu Aqi was dead, and recited the sentence Amitabha. Loudly commanded the two monks and the layman who accompanied the wine:

"One piece, send Xiaohanako to Elysium!"

The two monks and laymen were like crazy when they heard the order, and they raised their knives to surround Feng'er with red eyes.

The great monk Wuchen took advantage of this opportunity, picked up the gold and silver in his bag, and quietly slipped out.

Feng'er didn't dare to be careless with one enemy and three enemies, so he made two false moves, and easily touched the big knife that Lu Aqi threw on the ground, slashed one by one, and sent the two monks to the Western Heaven Elysium.

The layman glared at the two monks dead, looked back and saw that Wuchen was gone, and hurriedly threw down the knife and knelt on the ground to beg for mercy:

"Lord Huazi, I was also forced by that great monk to spare my life!"

Feng'er glared at him with a big knife in his hand, as if thoughtful, and did not speak.

Then Yao Xiucai picked up an incense burner, pointed at the layman and scolded:

"Those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black. You thief doesn't do what you do with a good person, but you follow the thief to harm people. How can you say that the heavens will tolerate you, and how will the earth tolerate you?"

After that, an incense burner smashed on the head of the layman, and the layman fainted with an "ah".

Ah Niu and Ziwei walked over. Du Ling looked at Feng'er carefully and asked:

"Brother Feng'er, are you okay?"

Feng'er said, "It's okay. Take a rope and tie the thief. ”

Ah Niu shouted: "Tie up, I'll send him back to his grandmother's house!"

Feng'er waved his hand and said, "No! ”

Ah Niu had no choice but to step forward and trap the layman who was still in a coma.

Yao Xun, an elegant scholar, did not bow his head in front of the wicked and kept the integrity of the reader. Now the wicked are dying, fleeing, and when they see the corpses of the scholars and servants lying on the ground, they let out a cry of sorrow.

Ah Niu asked, "Feng'er, where did the bald donkey go?" I'll kill him all together!"

Feng'er said: "I fought with these three people just now, and he took the opportunity to slip away. ”

"If you run away from the monk, you can't run to the temple, I'll burn down this temple later, and see where he can go!" Ah Niu shouted.

Feng'er thought of the merchant again, and said:

"You accompany Yao Xiucai and don't move, I'll go see the merchants. ”

Du Ling said, "I'll go too!"

casually swept a big knife and followed closely behind Feng'er.

Feng'er pushed open the door of the west wing, and there was already blood all over the ground, and the scene was terrible, and ten people were out of breath.

Feng'er sighed, turned back to Du Ling and said:

"Let's go find the bald donkey. ”

Feng'er and Du Ling searched the front and back Buddhist halls, but found no trace of Wuchen.

The two turned into the backyard and found a light shining through a side room. Feng'er and Du Ling pushed the door in, and the room was quite delicately cleaned up, and the smell of rouge was pungent.

"It's my Wuchen Xianggong who has returned, and the concubine has been waiting for a long time. ”

A delicate woman's voice came from the inner room.

Feng'er was taken aback, how could there be a female dependent in the pure land of Buddhism?

Feng'er opened the door curtain with a rice stick, and a woman in her twenties wore heavy makeup and sat on the edge of the bed wearing only a flower hood.

When the woman saw that it was two Hanako who came in, one with a stick and the other with a bloody knife, she screamed in fright and curled up in a ball, trembling all over.

Du Ling put the knife on her neck and asked:

"Tell me, where is that bald donkey?"

The woman trembled and said:

"I don't know. What are you looking for him?"

"What's the matter? He's killed a dozen people, and we're going to kill him. If you don't say it, I'll kill you together!" Du Ling said.

When the woman heard that Wuchen had killed someone, she fell to her knees in fright.

"I don't know!"

Feng'er asked:

"Who are you and why are you here?"

When the woman saw this, she began to cry, and after a while, she said intermittently:

"The concubine is from Dongzhen, named Zhou Cuier. Sixteen married a businesswoman, the businessman valued profit over parting, and was away from home all the year round. The concubine was bored, so she came to this Fuyun Temple to burn incense, and stayed overnight because of the heavy rain in the world, not wanting to be forcibly occupied by the monk Wuchen. It's all because the concubine can't bear the loneliness, and is confused by his rhetoric, and lives for a few nights in the name of incense every three or five days, thinking that it must be the monk who has cast a demon spell, and the concubine will have no face to see people in the future......"

After speaking, he covered his face and cried.

Feng'er saw that she really didn't know where Wuchen went, so she pulled Ladurin and said to the woman:

"If that monk comes back, you should first think of stabilizing him, and we will come back later. ”

The woman wept and nodded, and Feng'er and Du Ling walked out.

Feng'er and Du Ling looked for a few more places, but Wuchen was never found.

Suddenly, a monk's figure swayed in the stele forest, carrying a broom on his shoulder.

Feng'er shouted:

"Bald donkey, where to go!"

Flew and chased after him.

The figure hesitated at the shout, then threw away the broom and ran away.

Du Ling carried a big knife and followed the wind closely, shouting while chasing:

"Take your life!"

It's okay not to shout, the more you shout, the faster the figure runs, turns a few times in the stele forest, and runs towards the pagoda.

Feng'er and Du Ling chased closer and closer, and the figure had nowhere to escape, so he opened the tower door, got into the pagoda, uncovered a pseudo-board on the ground, and hurriedly ran down the stairs to the basement.

Feng'er and Du Ling chased into the tower, thinking that the monk had reached the top of the tower and was about to chase up, when they suddenly saw a glimmer of light coming out of the crack in the ground.

Feng'er opened the pseudo-board and chased after him with a stick. I only heard the monk shouting:

"Abbot save me!"

Feng'er and Du Ling went down to the basement and saw an old monk meditating under the oil lamp, with white eyebrows and a shabby robe.

When Feng'er looked again, where was there any Wuchen, and the figure that had been chasing for a long time was the little novice, who was kneeling next to the old monk and trembling.

"Abbot save me!"

The abbot sat on the futon with half-squinted eyes, holding a rosary in his left hand and his right hand straight up to his chest.

"Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform. There was nothing in the first place, where to stir up dust. ”

The abbot recited a few verses.

Du Ling pointed at the little novice and said:

"Since you're not Wuchen, what are you doing when you see us running? It must be that Wuchen who told you to lure us away, say quickly! Where is he?"

The little novice was still trembling, and he said:

"I saw that the sky was about to be five watches, I got up and swept the courtyard, and when I met you calling me to take my life, I didn't do anything, I didn't want to lose my life in vain. As for where Master Wuchen went, I really don't know. ”

Du Ling raised the big knife in his hand and shouted:

"You still dare to hide it for him, I will kill you!"