"Young man, let's not brag!"

Lao Huang looked at Xu Xian in front of him, and his bearing was not like an ordinary person's family, but he would not believe that the 300,000 iron horsemen in the family killed the old man.

"Boy, I'm honest and reliable, and I never brag. ”

Xu Xian looked at Lao Huang with a smile.

"Whew......"

A crisp whistle sounded in the night sky,

Moments later,

In the deserted wilderness,

There was the sound of horses' hooves, deafening, from far and near!

The three hundred iron horsemen spread out in a fan shape, stepping out of the momentum of thousands of troops.

"Meet His Royal Highness!"

The leading knight rolled over and dismounted, and fell to his knees.

"This ......"

Lao Huang looked at the elite cavalry in front of him and was stunned, how many years have he lived in this countryside, where have he seen so many iron horses, and now he is afraid that he has really met a great nobleman.

"Dad, there is a temple ahead, and there is an old monk in the temple!"

"There is a little monk under the old monk, and the little monk wants to green your son, what do you say you should do?"

Xu Xian looked at the cheap dad who was still a little sleepy-eyed in the iron horse, and released a fierce material!

"Xian'er, what are you talking about?"

Xu Wu woke up suddenly, and his voice suddenly increased by a few points.

"Straight thief mother, I'm afraid this bald donkey is going to turn against the sky, and there is no royal law!"

"Dad, a big fist is the king's law. ”

"Makes sense, but Dad, my fist is not small!"

"So we are the king!"

"In that case, our father and son have leveled this Huichang Temple and are returning to Beichuan County?"

"Just what I want!"

Father and son looked at each other and smiled.

"This man, who are you?"

Lao Huang squinted in disbelief, and the sharp knife in his hand was also hidden, and he really couldn't hold it.

But these two people are not fools, Changping County is at the foot of the Son of Heaven, and Huichang Temple is also a famous big temple.

Even if you are honorable,

But if you move the knife soldiers, you still can't escape a dead word!

"Me?"

"Xu Wu!" Xu Wu looked at Lao Huang on the side and was happy.

"If Xiao Lao'er is not mistaken, Zhenbei Hou is also called Xu Wu. Lao Huang muttered.

"It's down!" Xu Wu laughed as he touched his chin.

"Master Hou, I can't help it!"

After Xu Wu's voice fell, Lao Huang felt like the ancestral tomb was smoking, and he could still meet a big man in this life.

"Why can't you do it?"

"There are not a few dignitaries and nobles who come and go in and out of Huichang Temple on weekdays, and the emperor Lao'er has always believed in Buddhism, and it is not easy to explain to the marquis of the temple. Lao Huang Zhan said tremblingly, the knives in those iron riders were a little scary.

After finishing speaking, everyone present stared at Xu Xian with a strange face, and Lao Huang also looked at everyone in confusion.

"Kid Bucai, the emperor Lao Er who killed the heavens in your mouth has been poked to death by me. ”

Xu Xian arched his hand, and the corners of his mouth were still a little shy.

"This ......," Lao Huang stumbled at his feet and almost fell to the ground.

"My dear mother!"

"Let's go, lead the way, I can't get used to the monks in the temple, master. ”

Xu Xian turned over and got on his horse, and the guards behind him also freed up two war horses for Ye Gucheng and Lao Huang.

Half an hour later,

Xu Xian looked at the Huichang Temple in front of him, which covers an area of more than 100 acres, and was stunned, looking at the heritage of a century-old temple from a distance, with blue bricks and thick tiles, and light green moss, but the real pure gold plaque on the door seemed a little abrupt.

"I'm a good girl, these monks are really rich!"

Xu Xian sat on the horse, and he had already made an calculation in his heart.

This trip is not in vain, just to take down the signboard of pure gold is tens of thousands of taels of silver, and the estimation in the temple is even more unimaginable, these monks can be regarded as a good hand at collecting people's fat and people's ointment, but in the end they are still cheaper.

"Pilgrims outside the door, it's getting late, please come back tomorrow. ”

A little monk in the temple leaned on the wall on a ladder to reveal a pair of thief eyes, and subconsciously shrunk his neck when he saw the bright knife light.

"Master, I'm not here to make incense. ”

"Then identify the little monk from your temple, right?"

"Senior Brother Mingming and Master Xuanchen have already gone to the capital, and it is estimated that Tianming will come back, if the donor complains with them, please talk about it tomorrow. The little monk also saw that Xu Xian and the others were not good, and the pot had been thrown out.

"That's right!"

Array!

When the words fell, one hundred and eighty horsemen rode horizontal swords immediately, aiming in the direction of the temple gate.

The remaining one hundred and twenty horsemen raised their terrifying crossbows and prepared to fire.

"Don't worry, even if you have any grievances, you don't have to use knives and guns, and you will hurt your anger. The door of the temple suddenly opened, and out came a smiling pot-bellied monk like Maitreya Buddha.

"Speaking of the people here, it is Senior Brother Xuanchen who has a grudge against the benefactor, so what does it have to do with Huichang Temple?"

"Karma, don't mess up, ruin cause and effect, you have to do it, I will Chang Temple is not a soft persimmon that can be oppressed. ”

After the pot-bellied monk finished speaking, one hundred and ten warrior monks with copper sticks poured out behind him, looking like the muscles were tied with brute force, and the half of the body was copper-colored like invulnerability, and hundreds of gray-clothed little monks in the temple were also ready to do it with wooden sticks.

"Heh, so monk, are you planning to be rude?"

Xu Xian looked at the hundred and ten half-naked monks, this battle scared and scared the people of Pingtou, and deceived himself?

If you apply some tung oil, you think that you have cultivated a golden body Arhat?

"Lead!"

Xu Xian waved his hand, and the movements of the one hundred and twenty horsemen behind him were uniform, and the sound of the crossbow arrow winding made the scalp of the big-bellied monk tingle.

"Good, good, the donor puts down the butcher's knife and becomes a Buddha on the ground!"

"Tomorrow, my junior brother and nephew will give you an explanation when they come back, what do you think?"

"The monks of Huichang Temple have always been reasonable, and the donor can rest assured. ”

The big-bellied monk looked at the shocking crossbow and secretly smacked his tongue, good guy, it's not easy to mess with this group of people who are unknown.

This rain of arrows is afraid that the golden bell jar that has been cultivated for many years can't cover himself, and his words can't help but soften a little, his fist is not as big as his family, and it is more reliable to grind his mouth.

"Okay, that's put aside for now. ”

"Lao Huang come out and tell this old monk about you. Xu Xian looked at it with a smile and was not in a hurry.

"This old benefactor, please tell me in detail, if there are any grievances, I will make decisions for you!" The big-bellied monk said with a high-sounding appearance, looking quite a bit of a high-ranking monk.

"Old man, my mother-in-law Liu Cui'er, was forcibly occupied by the great monk Jueming on your mountain twenty years ago, and then was forced to throw herself into the well, and my hard-working stupid son was also beaten to death by the monks in your temple half a year ago. ”

"Could it be that there is a misunderstanding in this?" Lao Huang stared at the big-bellied monk's eyes, which were about to erupt into flames.

"Really?"

A hint of realization flashed in the eyes of the big-bellied monk, and he quickly walked to cover it up, pretending to be surprised.

"Come on, bring Jueming out and confront him face to face!" the big-bellied monk shouted to the warrior monk behind him.

A moment later, a fat-headed, big-eared, greasy-faced monk was pushed out tightly with a rag in his mouth.

"Hmm, hmm, hmm......"

"Get on your knees!"

"Poor Dao didn't expect that there would be such pickled people in the temple, and he did such a thing that was inferior to pigs and dogs, which was simply insulting the purity of Buddhism. ”

"Someone beat him to death with a stick to set an example!"

"Afterwards, I will recite the death mantra for the deceased wife of the old benefactor thousands of times to atone for my sins. ”

"Good, good, the poor monk has committed a killing precept today, and after today, he will face the wall for a hundred days. The big-bellied monk looked at Jueming, and a hint of pity flashed in his eyes.

This is the time you hit the muzzle of the gun, that's it, if you die, everyone will have a safe life, this is not a loss than trading, and when this matter passes, I will free my hands and report to the saint, so that this group of people can't eat and walk around!

Jueming, you can go in peace.

The pot-bellied monk folded his hands, and the moonlight fell sadly.