Quit drinking and walked in, and there was an old monk sitting cross-legged in the firewood room, the old monk was solemn, wearing a Buddha crown on his head, and a yellow Buddha robe with a red robe.

"Dare to ask, but Abbot Jueming?" Quit asked, clasping his hands together.

"I haven't seen you... You... You're not one of them? The old abbot looked up at Dowlin and asked.

"The little monk practiced meditation in the nameless temple, traveled down the mountain and passed by here, and it was getting late, so he came to Guisha to spend the night." Quit Alcohol said softly.

"Amitabha Buddha is good, good... This is no longer a treasure land of Buddhism, so you should leave quickly. Abbot Jueming recited the Buddha's horn and shook his head and said.

"The little monk has already noticed that those people in the front yard are not Guisha monks, right?" Quit asked with a smile on his face.

"Hey...... Amitabha..."Abbot Jueming sighed.

"I don't know if the abbot is willing to tell him, the little monk boasts that he still has this ability, and he is willing to solve problems for the abbot." Quit drinking.

"It's a long story... Somehow, they heard that there was treasure in this temple of the poor monks... A year ago, when they came to the temple, they suddenly started to kill, and all my apprentices were killed by them. ”

"They imprisoned me here and pressed me every day to ask me about the whereabouts of my treasures, and the poor monks were just monks, and they built this small temple to practice, where did they get the treasures they said... They're murderous scoundrels! Abbot Jueming was overwhelmed with grief.

"Even if there is no treasure, the abbot can explain it!" Quit drinking.

"Having said it... But they don't believe it, this temple is just such a place, this year, they have turned inside out I don't know how many times, but they still believe that I have hidden the treasure. Abbot Jueming said helplessly.

"They threaten the poor monk in the name of the poor monk's apprentice, and when the poor monk can't say it, they kill the poor monk's apprentice, and after the apprentice kills them, he starts chopping off the poor monk's fingers and toes, and then his hands and feet..."

The bare wrists and ankles were shocking in the eyes of the abstinence, a pair of fists suddenly clenched, and the green tendons burst out.

"These brutes!" Quit drinking, and I am furious, and I want to dismantle that group of people now.

"The poor monk has one thing to ask for... I hope that the little master will be perfect..."Abbot Jueming said in a deep voice.

"Abbot, please!" Quit drinking, take a deep breath, calm down the anger in your heart, and say.

"If the little master really has the means, then ask the little master to take action to save this group of brutes and avenge my seven disciples..."Abbot Jueming said with tears in his eyes.

"I promise you, I will let them give them an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth!" Quit nodded solemnly.

"Thank you, poor monk..."Abbot Jueming bowed his head and thanked him.

Quit alcohol bent down and picked up the abbot Jueming and carried it on his back.

"There is some revenge, I want you to see it avenged with your own eyes!" Quit drinking, picked up the abbot of Jueming and walked towards the front yard.

Place the abbot at the entrance of the Buddha hall.

"Abbot, in fact, the little monk is a monk who has broken the three precepts, and the little monk eats meat, drinks and kills people!" The voice of quitting drinking was not lowered, but a little louder.

The snoring and snoring on the east and west sides stopped abruptly.

"Today, the little monk was asked by the abbot of Guangyuan Temple Jueming to send you to Shura Hell!" Quit drinking and shouting angrily, and his hands suddenly stretched out to the meditation rooms on both sides.

As he grabbed hard, a group of people broke open the door and fell into the courtyard, it turned out that the group of people had been awakened, and they were peeking inside the door.

As they fell to the ground, in addition to the broken wooden frame, there were also bright long knives.

"Brothers, go up together and kill him!" The fat monk roared angrily, and still grabbed the long knife beside him and rushed towards quitting drinking.

Quit Alcohol sneered, directly reached out and grabbed the fat monk's collar, and shook it hard, this big fat man of more than 200 catties was directly thrown out by Qu Bah, knocking out a big hole in a temple wall.

Seeing this, the others knew that it was not easy to deal with quitting alcohol, and except for a few people who rushed up, everyone else ran away.

"Where to go!" After kicking a few people who rushed towards him, he grabbed the other people who ran to the door, and the vigorous internal force directly fixed those people in place, like a cat that was grabbed by the back of the neck of fate.

"I heard you like to chop your fingers?" As he spoke, he directly dragged a person over in the air.

Then he directly pinched off the fingers of his hands one by one, and the howl like killing a pig sounded in the silent temple in the middle of the night.

"Do you still like chopping people's toes?"

As he spoke, he lifted his foot and stepped on the man's instep, and after two feet, the man's feet had turned into two puddles of flesh.

"Ah.........h

Throwing away the man, who had crippled hands and feet, quit drinking and grabbed the other person again, and after concocting the same thing, threw the other out like a dead dog.

When the others saw that Dowling was so vicious, they knew that it would not end well if they fell into his hands, so they picked up their weapons and rushed towards Qu Drinking.

Quit drinking and don't hide at all, a pair of hands is like a deadly sickle to harvest some life, and everything that falls into his hands is just broken hands and feet at first, and then directly pinched when he sees a bone.

One scream after another resounded through the night sky, echoing above the temple.

The abbot of Jueming trembled all over his body because of excitement, and his cloudy eyes were red as he looked at the beasts who fell to the ground and rolled on the ground, thinking of the disciples who were once alive, and two lines of tears fell.

A moment later, there were seven faint figures lying in the courtyard.

Qu Jiu shook off the blood in his hand, turned around and walked towards the outside of the temple, and soon dragged back a fat man like a dead pig.

Throwing the unconscious fat man to the ground, quitting alcohol kicked him hard and kicked him awake.

When the fat man woke up, he saw the blood and flesh all over the ground, and then looked at the drunkardy like a killing god, and he trembled and began to crawl into the distance.

"Who told you there was treasure here?" Quit Drinking raised his foot and stepped on the fat man's back and asked, the seemingly light kick directly stepped on the fat man and couldn't move.

"What do you ask?" Quit drinking and shouted with a little more strength on his feet.

"The Buddha spares his life... The Buddha spares his life! The fat man wailed.

Quit alcohol and don't pay attention to it at all, this kind of heart-warming beast, pinching them to death can't relieve their anger.

"I ask you! Who told you that there was treasure here? Quit Drinking and drank again.

"It's... Being a passerby, we... We robbed the man, and the man told the news that there was treasure in the temple to save his life. The fat man said tremblingly.

"And what did he say?" Quit continued to ask.

The fat man gasped a few times and said, "The man said that he heard the old man with his own ears... Ah no... The abbot of Jueming said that he had obtained the treasure of Buddhism, which was a rare treasure of Buddhism. ”

When Abbot Jueming heard this, he suddenly burst out laughing, and his tears were like a flood that burst the embankment.

"Apprentices, I'm sorry for you!!"