On the eve of midnight, the tide of the Qiantang River rises sharply, the tide hits the shore like thunder and rolls, and the strange wind howls like a mountain ghost.

Song Che slept like a dead pig.

Suddenly, someone covered his mouth!

He woke up suddenly, and just wanted to struggle, but when he saw that it was Ning Yehong, "What's wrong?"

"Shh......h There is a case. ”

Ning Yehong pointed out the door.

The night light outside the house reflected two figures, bald heads, which should be monks.

"Sleep with me."

"Huh?"

Without waiting for Song Che to react, Ning Yehong had already thrown him on the bed, then stuffed a pill into his mouth, and instructed: "This is the antidote pill, don't swallow it in your mouth, don't make a sound, you and I will pretend to sleep together." ”

With that, pull over the futon and pretend to be asleep.

Outside the house, two figures stopped at the door, gently pierced the oiled paper with their hands, inserted a fire fold, and blew out a curling smoke.

When the smoke was almost gone, a steel knife pushed against the door bolt, and two thieves crept into the room, one of whom was the "master" who read palmistry during the day.

The two thief monks came to the bedside, and by the faint light of the fire fold, they probed Song Che and Ning Yehong.

"Elder, this young woman is really superb, no wonder you want to go into battle in person." The young monk licked his lips and said.

"It's a pity that her man is useless, so the poor monk has to send a son to sow seeds for him, hehehe......" The old monk smiled lewdly, and he wanted to untie his clothes.

"I'll help her undress." The young monk rubbed his hands, but as soon as he got close to the bed, Ning Yehong opened his eyes suddenly, and said coquettishly:

"Thief bald donkey!"

Ning Yehong stretched the bed, turned over and kicked the young monk's throat, the monk spurted out a mouthful of blood, and flew to death on the wall.

The old monk was about to run, but Ning Yehong grabbed his arm, pulled him back to the bed, and raised his foot to his crotch, "Click!" "The eggs shattered to the ground......

"Ouch, ouch, hey......" The old monk covered his crotch and rolled on the ground in pain.

"Tut-tut......" Song Che sat up from the bed, "No wonder this Ciyin Temple is so effective, it turns out to be artificial insemination, you are really lacking in virtue." ”

When I think of the little couple with big bellies and happy faces in the daytime, and then look at the current filth, it's really ...... It's really not as good as a brute.

Ning Yehong trampled the old monk under his feet and scolded angrily: "Thief monk, you are dying today!" Then he will break his neck.

"Slow and slow, with the information from the door, you can't just strangle you." Song Che stopped Ning Yehong, jumped off the bed, squatted in front of the old monk, and asked with a smile, "Master, do you want to die or live?" ”

The old monk's egg shattered to the ground, his face turned blue with pain, and he was weak to speak: "Rao...... Spare ......"

"If you want to live, answer the question honestly," Song Che asked, "What did you do before?" Why can you become a monk in Ciyin Temple? Who brought you in? ”

The old monk hesitated, "I'...... I've been a monk for ten years, but I'm just greedy and lustful, and I've made mistakes, sins, sins, Amitabha Buddha ......"

"Kick your feet, or you won't tell the truth." Song Che Chong Ning Ye Hongdao.

Ning Yehong saw the old monk's abdomen and feet, kicking him to spit sour water in his mouth, and he was miserable.

"I say! I say! The old monk begged for mercy, "I took refuge in Buddhism a year ago, and I used to be a boat runner, and I sat down with Master Kukai, the elder of the temple......

"How many apprentices like you are who have become a monk halfway, how many Kukai masters?" Song Che asked.

The old monk hesitated again, "There are twenty or thirty people ......"

"Kick two more feet."

"Bang bang!" Two feet again.

The old monk burst into tears of pain, "There are seventy or eighty disciples under the seat, and if you count the disciples, there are more than two hundred!" It's true, you can't die a good death if you lie!"

"These disciples and grandchildren, are they all running boats?" Song Che continued to ask.

The old monk whispered: "Yes......"

Song Che pursed his lips and pondered, so it seems that this pirate leader wants to "make pirates", there are more than 700 monks in Ciyin Temple, and Master Kukai has nearly half of them, and he uses monks to cover up his identity as pirates, and he has two brushes.

"That empty sea bald donkey, isn't it a pirate leader!" Ning Yehong shouted.

When the old monk heard the word "pirate", his body shivered, and he shut up and never mentioned it.

Ning Yehong pinched the back of the old monk's neck: "Say it quickly!" Don't say I'll kill you! ”

The old monk didn't know where he got the strength, he bumped into Song Che, used his hands and feet together, and shouted loudly while running out of the door: "Help-"

"Woo Woo ......"

Ning Yehong threw out a handful of copper coins with her sleeves, and in the blink of an eye, she poked seven or eight blood holes in the old monk's body.

Song Che hurriedly stepped forward to check, and the old monk's eyes burst out, and he died immediately.

"Why are you so ruthless? I haven't even finished asking questions! He couldn't help but reproach Ning Yehong.

Ning Yehong said: "Didn't you listen to him? There are about 300 fake monks in this Ciyin Temple, if I don't kill him, can you handle it if he calls for help? ”

Song Che sighed: "You shouldn't have revealed his identity so early, when he heard the word 'pirate', of course he would jump off the wall in a hurry and fight to the death. ”

"This ......" Ning Yehong complained, "I'm naturally not as thoughtful as you, but why didn't you remind me earlier?" ”

Song Che said bitterly: "As soon as I opened my eyes, I was taken to bed by you covering my mouth, and before I could plan in detail, the monk broke in. ”

"Oops!" Ning Yehong said impatiently: "It's just a pirate minion, kill it, kill it, now that it has been confirmed that the empty sea monk is the pirate leader, we will immediately go down the mountain to transfer troops and capture him alive!" ”

"No, no," Song Che retorted: "There are more than three hundred monks pretending to be pirates, and the servants of Lin'an Mansion plus the sailors who stayed behind are only five or six hundred, if you really want to fight each other, even if you can capture them, you will pay a great price, and this is Lingyin Mountain, the distance up the mountain is far away, if you march on a large scale, you will definitely be detected by pirates, and there are many monks and innocent pilgrims in Ciyin Temple, what if the pirates are in a hurry, what should we do if they are taken hostage?" ”

Ning Yehong thought for a while, her eyes lit up, and she was full of interest: "Why don't you 'capture the thief and capture the king first'?" I'm going to kill the pirate leader, and the pirates have no leader, so won't they be able to surround and suppress them? ”

Song Che raised his eyebrows and smiled: "It's really strange, Ning Nuxia can also use tricks." ”

Ning Yehong came up, and was even a little proud, "You smiled, does it mean that this plan is feasible?" ”

Song Che shook his head, "This plan is okay, but it is risky." He can become a pirate leader, his martial arts must be good, he can hide in Ciyin Temple, and he has secretly cultivated so many forces, it can be seen that he is a resourceful and strong martial artist,"

He looked at Ning Yehong with a smile again: "In the face of such an old fox, don't mention whether you can capture the king first, in case you are caught by him, I have to find a way to save you, the gains outweigh the losses." ”

Ning Yehong observed the words, "But you laughed again." ”

Song Che smiled without saying a word, pacing in the room, at this time, a sudden strong wind blew open the window, "Whoohoo......"

Ning Yehong was just about to go up to cover it, but Song Che exclaimed, "There is!" ”

Ning Yehong stroked her messy hair in the wind, "What's wrong?" ”

Song Che gently spit out five words: "Burn Ciyin Temple!" ”