Bai Qing'er's appearance seemed to be just an inconsequential episode, neither the monk Fahai nor Zheng Shiru mentioned it much, the two were still distributing food and soup porridge, and occasionally chatting with each other.

Just when the two were greeting each other, the corner of the monk Fahai's eyes flickered, and he noticed that something was wrong, one of the teams was a little rioty, and it seemed to be the team that Bai Qing'er was in charge of.

It seems that there are hungry people who can't bear to continue to line up, squeezed forward and seemed to want to cut the line, causing a small very normal riot, and the people who maintained order near the left have not been able to react, this person has come to the front of the line, and Bai Qing'er is about to give out steamed buns.

This person narrowed the distance with Bai Qing'er, Bai Qing'er raised his head, and when he was about to give it away with a steamed bun in his hand, this person shouted, Bai Qing'er was so frightened that he subconsciously retreated, but it seemed to be too late.

The man quickly took out a dagger from his arms, jumped in two steps, quickly narrowed the distance with Bai Qing'er, and then handed over the dagger, seeing that the beauty was about to die, the surroundings were suddenly panicked.

"Be careful!"

Monk Fahai reacted quickly, jumped out and smashed out a piece of steamed bread at the same time, and the steamed bun hit the person's shoulder accurately with a strong wind, causing him to shake half of his body, staggering away, and the dagger grazed Bai Qing'er's delicate body.

"The thief monk is nosy, go to death!"

This staggering had already given Fahai time to get closer, just between the attacker and Bai Qing'er, which naturally made this assassin in the dark very angry, and he stabbed him with a dagger.

"Donor, why bother!"

The monk Fahai did not put down his heavy hand, but took a step forward, shook the dagger and crashed into the man's arms, and his shoulder slammed into his shoulder socket, the man only felt that his right arm was numb and weak, and he unconsciously let go, and the dagger fell on the hand with a clang.

"Amitabha, donor, stop!"

The monk Fahai announced a Buddha name again, and said with his hands together.

"Bastard, you're looking for death!"

The thief still didn't seem to give up, he raised his fist and hit him, and the monk didn't dodge it, but his hands easily wrapped around his fist, and then he had a burst of luck.

This person suddenly felt as if he had been collided by a fierce horse, and the irresistible surging strength made him tremble, and as soon as Fahai let go, he unconsciously staggered and fell to the ground, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

"Amitabha!

The monk put his hands together again and chanted the mantra, and at this time Zheng Shiru had already brought someone over.

After the guards and guards came up and brought ropes to tie their hands and feet to prevent them from breaking free, this person was escorted to the Tibetan Qing Pavilion, and Zheng Shiru began to interrogate.

"Say, what are you, why did you assassinate Mrs. Qing'er. ”

Zheng Shiru's face is not very good-looking, this Mrs. Qing'er is Qian Duguan's favorite concubine, she has always been kept in the inner courtyard to hide the Qing Pavilion, how can she have a grudge with someone and who would calculate to kill such a weak woman!

"Hehe~~~"

After this person sneered, his eyes flickered over the people in front of him, and he spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm in front of the monk Fahai's eyes, and the snow white in front of the monk's robe was dyed with a hint of bright red, even if the monk had a good temper, he couldn't help frowning.

"You dare~"

When the two guards saw that he dared to do such a thing, they immediately went up with a big-eared scraper to greet him, and directly swelled both of his cheeks with several clicks.

"Master Zheng, like this~"

The monk Fahai whispered to Zheng Shiru, and Zheng Shiru, who heard the understanding, nodded, stopping the guard's next move.

"Say, I don't think you want to suffer from flesh and skin!"

Zheng Shiru's hand was pressed on the person's shoulder, and the index finger was pressed against a slight acupoint, and a tingling itching sensation instantly made the person's whole body convuls.

"Qian Duguan is a bastard, and I won't let you go if Yan Si is a ghost. ”

This person shouted loudly, but listening to the meaning of his words, it seemed that the person who had an enmity with him was Xiangyang City's guard Qian Duguan, but he didn't know why he found Bai Qing'er to seek revenge.

After a while, the man collapsed to the ground and salivated at the corners of his mouth, and according to the information he confessed, the matter was probably sorted out.

This person's name is Yan Si, a native of Nanzhang County, Xiangyang County, and it is said that he was originally a wealthy landlord in Nanzhang County, and he is also a son of a good family.

As far as he said, a few years ago, the Xianghan faction forces were stationed in Nanzhang County, and after the city guard opened a grain store, the income was low and the income was high, and his Yan family grain store was originally okay in Nanzhang County, but he was hired by ruffians to drive his family out of Nanzhang County, and took away the family's property and fertile land, leaving him with nothing.

He and his family moved to live outside the city, within a few months of both parents were mourned, this year's heavy rain continued, his family was completely washed by the rain, and he could only flee all the way away from Nanzhang County to Xiangyang to try his luck in the big city.

But after coming to Xiangyang, he was recognized by the ruffians of the Xianghan faction who went to plague his family, and humiliated him in every way.

When Bai Qing'er came out, he heard the people of the Xianghan faction next to him talking, this is Qian Duguan's most favored concubine, and she specially raised a Tibetan Qing Pavilion outside, thinking that he had a bad life, and it was unrealistic to find Qian Duguan for revenge.

But killing this favored concubine can always make Qian Duguan unhappy, and it's worth it.

This person's accent should be the Xiangnan accent, and judging from the expressions of several people from the Xianghan faction, there is a good chance that this matter is true, which makes Zheng Shiru a little difficult.

This monk Fahai seems to be a kind-hearted person, just facing the murderer is trying to control people without harm, the cause of this matter is still the city guard is wrong, a bad handling, let the monk feel guilty, this is not very good.

"The donor has a grudge with Qian Chengshou, when he should go to Qian Chengshou to theorize, why embarrass a weak woman, and kill him so ruthlessly. ”

The monk didn't hesitate much, or he also guessed Zheng Shiru's embarrassment, he just turned his head to look at Bai Qing'er, "Mrs. Qing thinks, how should this person be handled!"

"Thief monk, what qualifications do you have to lecture me. ”

This Yan Si said excitedly: "This group of guys from the Xianghan faction has done many things that hurt heaven and reason, you can know it if you inquire casually." Doesn't Buddhism talk about karma? If your Buddha really has eyes, why don't you take them in?

Ahh

"Donor! Everything has a cause and effect, and when the time comes, you will know!"

Fahai clasped his hands together, and after pronouncing the Buddha's name, he said: "It's the donor, but you have entered the demon barrier because of hatred. Qian Chengshou's grudge, you are involved in Mrs. Qing, do you think it is right!"

"What's wrong, killing her can make Qian Duguan uncomfortable, I'm happy, hahahaha............"

This Yan Si laughed loudly, naturally feeling that he was right.