Feng'er stretched out his hand to stop Ah Niu, but he took the knife from Du Ling's hand and put it on the neck of the layman.

"Do you want to die or do you want to live?"

The layman felt the coolness of the broadsword, and was so frightened that he stopped howling, and his whole body trembled like chaff. This is a person who can decide his life and death at this moment, and although the chance is slim, he is not willing to give up. He tried hard to give Feng'er a smile and change his image in Feng'er's heart. But his mouth was deformed by Ah Niu, and he laughed more ugly than crying and said:

"Good man, of course I want to live, I don't know how to say this?"

Feng'er said coldly: "If you want to die, don't say anything, just what you did is enough to make you die ten times." If you want to live, you tell me, where will Wuchen go?"

The layman looked embarrassed and said:

"Good man, I really don't know this. I am Hu Aqi's drinking friend and gambling partner, follow him to spend some time in this Fuyun Temple, usually look at the face of the great monk to live, and he never dares to ask about his affairs. ”

The old monk said: "Little donor, he is indeed here with Lu Aqi, and he should not know much about the evil obstacles. ”

Ah Niu shouted: "Since you don't know anything, what's the use of keeping him? Kill him to avenge Yao Xiucai's child servant!"

Feng'er turned around and said, "No! When the government came, he was a witness. ”

Lichen said: "Amitabha! The little benefactor is thoughtful and reasonable. Donors, come with me to the main hall to discuss the aftermath. ”

Ah Niu escorted the layman, Ziwei hugged Yao Xun, Liang Fu carried the luggage, and the group came to the main hall.

The first thing to deal with is to report to the official.

Lichen instructed Xiao Shami to go to a nearby village to find a lieutenant chief, and then the lieutenant chief sent someone to the county government to report the case. Feng'er was worried that Na Wuchen was lying on the way, so he arranged for Ah Niu to go with him, and instructed him to take the avenue, and the two were at least ten steps apart.

Xiao Shami and Ah Niu received the order and went out of the Fuyun Temple one after another.

Ah Niu looked left and right along the way, he really hoped that at this moment, the great monk Wuchen suddenly came out of the grass, and he could show his skills, not to mention that he had made great contributions, at least he could change everyone's opinion of himself. It's a pity that along the way, I haven't even met a rabbit, let alone Wuchen.

Xiao Shami and Ah Niu found a nearby village, inquired about the governor's residence, and carefully told the chief about the situation in the temple. Human life is at stake, and the lieutenant chief does not dare to slack off, so he immediately sends someone to the county government to report the case.

Everyone waited for about two hours, and the county magistrate took a small sedan chair and came to the main hall with more than 20 officials and officers.

After seeing the ceremony, Lichen and Feng'er gave a detailed introduction to the case. The county order ordered him to go to the back wing room for an autopsy, and ordered the arrester and the officers and soldiers to search the entire temple.

He carefully examined the wounds of each corpse, recorded the name, and did not dare to leave anything out.

The officers and men searched the corners and corners of the monastery, searched every place they could think of, and almost dug three feet into the ground.

After the inspection was completed, the records were submitted, and the search was fruitless.

The county magistrate temporarily opened a public court in the side hall to interrogate the layman. The layman was beaten to the point that his skin was torn apart, and he explained everything he knew. The main book recorded the confession and signed it. The layman was sentenced to death row and waited for the autumn queen to be beheaded.

The layman was paralyzed to the ground, if there was still a chance, he would beg Feng'er to kill him, the pain of a knife was far better than suffering sporadically now. What's even worse is that no matter how hard it takes, this life can't be saved.

The county order asked the old monk about the physiognomy of the old monk Lichen, painted a portrait, and posted a wanted list.

The prefectural magistrate also instructed the officials to notify the family of the deceased to come and collect the body.

In the afternoon, the family members of the deceased brought back the body, only Zhou Cui'er's body, and the mother-in-law's family was embarrassed, and no one came to collect it. The county order had to ask the temple to pay for a thin coffin, pull it out to find a secluded place and bury it hastily.

Yao Xiucai's scholar Cai Bao and servant Yao An could not be transported back because they were far away from home, so Yao Xiucai begged the county order to bury them on the spot. The monastery paid for two coffins, carried them out of the monastery and buried them. Yao Xiucai repaired a letter and handed it to the county order, asking him to send it back to Jingzhou with the official letter.

After all the matters were handled, the county ordered people to sort out the case into a case file and submit it to the state capital. In the end, ten officers and soldiers were left to stay in the monastery day and night, and when they saw that Wuchen, they were immediately arrested or killed on the spot.

After everything was dealt with, the county order asked people to escort the layman and go home. The layman could no longer walk on his own, and several officials found a wheelbarrow to push in shifts, and beatings and scolding were indispensable along the way.

Feng'er and his entourage wanted to resign, seeing that it was getting late, the old monk struggled to stay, so he had to hastily eat some fasting and rest in the side hall for a night.

After tidying up the bed, Yao Xiucai knelt down to thank Feng'er.

"Feng'er's life-saving grace, Yao Xun will never forget it again!

Feng'er hurriedly pulled him up and said:

"Yao Xiucai is serious! If you don't die in a big disaster, you will have a blessing in the future. ”

Ah Niu said: "I can't imagine that you, a sour talent with eyes taller than the sky, still have clear grievances and grievances, and you know how to repay your kindness." ”

Du Ling continued: "Ah Niu, you don't understand the matter of scholars. ”

Yao Xiucai still wanted to say something, because he had just experienced so many things, he opened his mouth, shook his head, and said no more.

Feng'er glared at Ah Niu and Du Ling fiercely, and Du Ling stuck out his tongue and turned around and walked to the bed.

The monastery was patrolled by officers and soldiers, and a few people were finally able to sleep peacefully.

When I got up in the morning, the old monk had sent the little novice to ask for breakfast.

A few people casually drank some monk porridge, packed up their bags, and got up to say goodbye to the old monk.

The old monk repeatedly asked to stay for a few more days, and Feng'er and his party thanked him and said goodbye.

In the temple, the old monk was chanting: Amitabha!

The little novice is reciting: Amitabha!

Feng'er also recited in her heart: Amitabha!