Chapter 87: Tracing Back to the Beginning, I Was an Old Friend, and Now I Look More Heroic

The wine was poured one by one, and the mystery was also revealed.

That's a long story.

It turned out that this Fu Canglang was Liu Yushan's childhood friend, and he also had good martial arts. But at the age of eighteen or nineteen, he left home and did not hear from him for many years.

Although Chang'an is the ancient capital of several dynasties, the power of the beggar gang only reaches Shangluo, and the beggar gang in Chang'an City is self-contained. Therefore, a few days ago, after Liu Yushan arrived in Chang'an, he thought that he was a gangster called Huazi, and it was better to be a gangster in the local Huazi pile. Therefore, every day and earth are mixed in the screaming seeds, and they gradually become familiar.

The local brother called Huazi, seeing that he was not young, and he looked kind, he also took care of him, and he didn't know that he was a martial arts master.

Coincidentally, the night before yesterday, he heard from his brothers in the gang that a few monks from outside the Saiwai had deceived many female believers in the name of practicing Buddhism, often going in at night and coming out the next day in rags. Moreover, there were several female believers who committed suicide by hanging themselves as soon as they returned home.

This inevitably aroused his chivalrous heart. Obviously, these monks must be heinous prostitutes. So, he quietly asked about the temple where the monk lived, and touched it at night.

As everyone knows, what the monk did also attracted the attention of the beggars in Chang'an. That night, he also sent a master to step on the field.

Sure enough, he crouched on the roof of the temple and faintly heard it for a while

Voices and, of course, the cries of women.

"Beauty, from this Buddha, make you happy!"

At this moment, at the sound of the words, I saw a woman with disheveled hair and tattered clothes, stumbling out of a room, and behind her, a tall, staggering monk.

Liu Yushan couldn't help but be angry, and he wanted to fly down.

Unexpectedly, it was even faster to see a few black shadows.

In the cold light, a black shadow went straight to the monk.

Swish!

It was already a sword that stabbed the monk's arm.

The black shadow was followed by another sword, but although the monk had a little bit of alcohol power, he was suddenly stabbed, but he suddenly rose from the ground and dodged it. Obviously, there are two strikes under the hand.

"Which birdman, dare to spoil the good deeds of this Buddha!"

The monk was furious, his palms turned into a fist, and he snorted.

The two immediately became a group.

A few other dark shadows have already rushed into several rooms. Soon, there was a ping-pong fight. Some of the women took advantage of this opportunity and hurriedly ran out.

Seeing this situation, Liu Yushan decided to take a look first, and it was not too late to do it.

Sure enough, not long after, several black shadows and monks hit the outside of the room from the room.

At the same time, two long-bearded monks slowly walked over. Liu Yushan fixed his eyes and saw that the two monks were calm and their eyes were shining, obviously, their kung fu was not weak.

"Stand down first!"

A man in the dark shadow shouted.

Then, several black shadows flickered and retreated, and several people stood in a row, staring at the monks opposite.

After a while, the monks suffered a slight loss, the previous monk was hit by a sword, and two other monks were also injured. On the side of the black shadow, only one person's martial arts were slightly weaker, and his shoulder was scratched by a monk.

"Master, uncle!"

Several monks shouted to the two long-bearded monks.

One of the long-bearded monks nodded, didn't speak, and leaped to the other side of the shadow.

"Who is coming, disturbing us and waiting for Qing Xiu?"

The voice is not loud, but the words are in the ears, and the internal force is so deep that the black shadows are shocked.

"Qing Xiu? Doing such an obscene thing is called pure cultivation? In Buddhism, the four are empty, what is the saying? ”

A black shadow is fearless and awe-inspiring.