Four monks came, along with the two laymen who accompanied the wine, and carried the merchants and their servants to the west room in the back wing.

Feng'er and these people can still walk, Yao Xiucai said that he didn't want to live with Huazi in anything, so he found a hut in the middle, and the master and servant lived together. Feng'er and his group of five people were arranged into the easternmost wing.

Monks and laymen went to rest on their own.

Du Ling still found a corner by himself and crouched for the night.

Ah Niu and Liang Fu soon snored like thunder.

Feng'er didn't dare to fall asleep, and listened vigilantly to the movement outside.

A drum sounded on the bell tower, and the wind got up and looked out, and listened with his ears open for a while, but found nothing unusual.

Feng'er held her astringent eyelids and stayed up until the second watch. Listening to the fact that there was no movement, I wondered if I was too worried. A monastery founded in the Tang and Song dynasties, famous far and wide, how could it be a place where gangsters committed crimes? However, various indications seem to indicate that this suspicion is not groundless. What kind of situation is it? Feng'er unconsciously closed her eyes in the confusion of this question and fell asleep in a daze.

I don't know how long I slept, Feng'er was woken up by a stone, he quickly got up, and a dark shadow flashed out of the window. Feng'er wanted to open the door and chase out, but the door did not move. Feng'er gasped, it broke, and the door was locked at some point. Feng'er immediately thought of the words of the great monk Wuchen to prepare more firewood and grass, and thought of the Yancheng City God's Temple in horror, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. The monk is going to burn us!

Feng'er was about to wake up Ah Niu and them, but suddenly heard footsteps from far and near, and stopped at the door, knowing the movement of Suo Suo unlocking. The person who came was still whispering: Little beauty, I'm here.

Feng'er turned around and lay where she was, squinting and pretending to be asleep, trying to see what was going on, and then waiting for an opportunity to rush out.

The visitor opened the door, groped his way into the room, and lit the fire with flint, as if identifying people one by one.

By the light of the fire, it seemed that the man was the layman who accompanied the wine, and when he saw that he had no sword or spear in his hand, he pretended to be asleep, and saw what he wanted, and then subdued him when he went out.

The layman walked around in the middle of the room, and went to the corner and saw Du Ling. took the fire fold to take a look at Du Ling sleeping soundly, reached out and touched Du Ling's chest, smiled lewdly, threw the fire fold on the ground, put Du Ling on his back with his hand, and turned to leave.

Feng'er understands that he can't be allowed to go out, and when he goes out, he will lock the door again, and these people will be in danger.

Feng'er stood up and ran to the door with a rice stick in hand. Before he could make a move, he only heard the layman collapse to the ground with an "oops", Du Ling stood up and held a short knife in his hand, and said in his mouth:

"It's you who is looking for your own death!"

It turned out that since Du Ling was kidnapped by mountain bandits in Qinglong Mountain, in order to protect himself, he had an extra eye to protect himself, and he went down the mountain to find a dagger to hide in his sleeve. When the layman stretched out his hand to her chest just now, she wanted to make a move, but before she could pull out the short knife, the layman carried her on her back. It just so happened that the layman was carrying her, his hands were behind his back, and Du Ling took the opportunity to insert the short knife into his heart.

Feng'er wanted to subdue the layman and ask about the situation outside, but now let Du Ling be killed, but fortunately Du Ling was fine, so he didn't say anything, and quickly woke up Ah Niu, Ziwei and Liang Fu.

Ah Niu rubbed his eyes and asked, "What's the matter?"

Feng'er didn't have time to talk to him in detail, and said anxiously:

"Get out of here, there's danger!"

Several people hurriedly walked out of the room, and when they reached the door, they saw that the house was surrounded by firewood and grass.

Ah Niu was annoyed when he saw it, and shouted:

"This bald donkey is so vicious, he wants to burn the master!"

Feng'er looked at Yao Xun's room, the lights were bright and the people were noisy. I secretly screamed in my heart: It's not good!

"Ah Niu, you protect the three of them, don't leave an inch, I'll go see Yao Xiucai. ”

After saying that, a gust of wind drifted away.

The great monk Wuchen commanded two monks and two laymen who were busy killing people.

Yao Xiucai's scholar Cai Bao and servant Yao An were already in a different place in their sleep, and blood flowed all over the ground.

Yao Xiucai woke up from his dream, fearless in the face of danger, and generously stated:

"You gang of thieves and thieves! In the peaceful and prosperous times, you dare to kill people and commit murder, where is the reason of heaven and the law of the king? Where did Cai Bao and Yao An provoke you, and you actually committed such a poisonous hand. Where is your humanity?!"

The great monk Wuchen clasped his hands together and said:

"Amitabha! Buddha Gate Pure Land, don't make a loud noise. I think you, a scholar, should understand that the husband is not guilty, but he is guilty. What messes us off is those silver taels, which have nothing to do with people. Donor, it's your turn, the poor monk overtakes you to the Western Heaven Elysium. ”

"Whew!"

Yao Xiucai was indignant.

"Like you, a thief bald, and you still have the face to chant Amitabha Buddha with your face, you are not afraid of insulting the Buddha! Xiaosheng can still go to the Western Heaven Elysium, and there are only eighteen layers of hell waiting for you!"

"Uncle Cousin, what are you talking about with him! I'll get rid of him, so I can go over there and light the fire. ”

A short layman standing in front said to Wuchen.

Without waiting for Wuchen to speak, the short man slashed at Yao Xun with a bloody big knife.

"Stop!"

Feng'er rushed in with a rice stick in hand.

The short man was stunned, put down the big knife he was holding, and when he looked back and saw that it was the wind, he couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart.

When the great monk saw the wind, he couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, and said secretly: Who released this flower and ruined the good deeds of the poor monk.

Feng'er shouted:

"Lu Aqi, it's really you! You don't change your heart and are still doing evil, today I'm going to send you to see Hades!"

The short Lu Aqi didn't say anything, turned the head of the knife, and threw himself into the wind.

When Feng'er and the others entered the Buddhist hall in the evening, Lu Aqi recognized them. He knew that Ziwei was a rich boy and had a lot of silver taels in his luggage, so he pulled the great monk Wuchen aside and said so. But he had seen Feng'er's kung fu and knew that he was powerful, and the monks might not be able to win in a fight on the other side, so he suggested to Wuchen to poison the food. There was no poison in the monastery, and there was nowhere to send someone to buy it when it got dark. So, he designed to get everyone drunk first, lock Feng'er in the house to prevent him from confronting, first kill the merchant and Xiucai to take the gold and silver, and then set fire to Feng'er and them, and then destroy the corpses, and then go to Ziwei's silver taels. Who would have thought that people are not as good as heaven, the layman who accompanied the wine saw through Du Ling's identity, and he was so bold that he wanted to steal Du Ling out and keep it for himself, not to mention that he lost his life, and released Feng'er.

In order to cope with the complicated situation along the way, Feng'er sharpened the end of the rice stick and changed it to look like a dart gun.

Feng'er and Lu Aqi only fought for three or four rounds, and when he saw the gap, a rice stick pierced Lu Aqi's throat.