When everyone heard Situ Qiao say this, everyone also breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, thinking that if he said it, he was finally going to start a duel. Murong Danyan turned his head to look at everyone's expressions, and said with a smile: "It's rare that everyone has the same mind this time, it's really rare." ”

Situ Qiao said: "You are right, at that time, I was already looking forward to the two of them fighting and losing both, and I took the purple jade grapes and jade cabbage and slipped away." At this time, when he heard that Wei Qianhu was going to make a move, he was overjoyed, and stared at Wei Qianhu and the monk, for fear that the two would change their minds again.

Monk Hongjing was told by Wei Qianhu, and a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face. But the embarrassment was fleeting, and then he regained his composure, and put his hands together and said, 'Sin, sin. Lord Wei Shi, you are speechless, evil words and intimidation, are you not afraid of falling into the hell of Ah Nas?"

Wei Qianhu sneered: "You monks are wearing robes, but what you are doing is a dirty thing. If I go to hell, I will not be lonely if I am accompanied by a great monk like you. After he finished speaking, his eyes were like lightning, staring into the eyes of Monk Hongjing, and he said sharply, "Don't plan to delay time." Today, you are looking for your own death, thinking that I and Lord Shi are fighting here to hurt both, and you are a good fisherman, so you will dismiss the monks outside the main hall. Now that you have been poisoned deeply, and you have no backup, you still want to delay a moment more, don't have this big dream as soon as possible......

I heard this Lord Wei's sharp tone, knowing that he was about to make a move, my heart was overjoyed, and I was a little anxious, secretly thinking that at this time, it was useless to talk about such nonsense? ”

When Situ Qiao said this, everyone present was also shocked. I only heard Situ Qiao continue: "I was startled, at first I thought it was Lord Shi who got up from the ground and suddenly attacked him. Just take a closer look, it's not like that at all. Ever since Monk Hongjing broke into the secret room, Wei Qianhu had his back to the entrance of Yongdao and confronted Monk Hongjing. The body of Lord Shi fell not far to the right side of the offering table, closer to Monk Hongjing. Wei Qianhu was hit by a sword in his chest, and the person who attacked him was hiding in the corridor, and he was unprepared to succeed in one blow. It's just that with Wei Qianhu's martial arts, he is a thoughtful person, and it is extremely difficult to plot against him. At first, I couldn't figure out why the man didn't do it until this time, but then I practiced martial arts diligently, and gradually understood. That man was bent on killing Wei Qianhu, but he was also very jealous of him, and he had been hiding outside the secret room and waiting for the opportunity. Until the time when the monk Hongjing and Wei Qianhu met with the poor dagger, although Wei Qianhu had the upper hand, he did not dare to underestimate this monk. It was with all his heart to deal with the enemy in front of him, but he forgot that behind him was the entrance to the Yongdao, and his heart was about to lose his protection. The man crept into the tunnel, and only then did he strike a blow. ”

Except for Situ Qiao and Murong Danyan, everyone in the stone cave is a big expert in the rivers and lakes, and they don't need Situ Qiao to explain it, they already understand the key. Listening to Situ Qiao's explanation, everyone sneered at him in their hearts, and thought to themselves: "This person speaks harshly, and his martial arts are poor, so I think it is because of the big tree of the Hua family that he can survive to this day." ”

Situ Qiao naturally didn't know that everyone was slandering him in their hearts, and then said: "Then Wei Qianhu looked down at the tip of the sword exposed on his chest, and there was a look of disbelief on his face. He twisted a few times, as if trying to turn around and see who had attacked him. It's just that at this time, his body has been pierced by the long sword, and his whole body strength has been lost, how can he turn around? He raised his head again and stared at the Hongjing monk standing opposite, as if he wanted to say something to ask, but the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, but he couldn't say a word. I looked at the Hongjing monk, only to see that he was also stunned, his hands that had been closed in front of his chest had been separated, and he put on a posture of not closing, and looked at the direction of the entrance of the Yongdao in a daze.

"I looked at the appearance of Monk Hongjing, and thought to myself: 'This monk seems to have seen a ghost, and it doesn't look like he knew in advance that someone would attack Wei Qianhu. It's just that with the martial arts of him and Wei Qianhu, if someone sneaks closer, how can they hide it......"

Before Situ Qiao's words fell, Deng Yao couldn't help it, sneered, and said, "If you don't say that you have no knowledge." The man knew that the monk surnamed Wei and Hongjing were not easy to deal with, so he kept hiding outside the secret room. Until Monk Hongjing and Wei Qianhu turned their faces and were engrossed in preparing to make a move, they naturally had no distractions. He had the opportunity to sneak into the corridor without being discovered by Wei Qianhu and Monk Hongjing. When Wei Qianhu was about to make a move, it was the time when his vest was the most neglectful. Not to mention that the person who attacked him was a master, even if it was a mediocre hand like Mr. Situ, it was not difficult to kill the surnamed Wei at that time. ”

Situ Qiao listened to Deng Yao's sarcastic words, but he was not angry, nodded and said, "When I was stunned, the tip of the sword on Wei Qianhu's chest suddenly disappeared, thinking that the person who attacked him pulled the long sword back from the back of his heart. After the tip of the sword disappeared, a bloody arrow erupted from Wei Qianhu's chest. The blood spurted out, splashing right on the dried corpse. The strange thing is that when the blood fell on the dried corpse, it actually made a 'snort' sound, and then a trace of red mist rose from the dried corpse, and the situation was extremely strange. The monk Hongjing was startled, and hurriedly retreated two or three steps to the left side of the offering table, staring at the dried corpse with a frightened expression. At this moment, only to hear the sound of 'plop', Wei Qianhu's body had already fallen to the ground.

"I was horrified when I saw the great changes taking place in the secret room, and my body trembled slightly. I was shocked in my heart, and secretly thought that although Wei Qianhu had died, Monk Hongjing was not easy to deal with. What's more, there is an even more terrifying killer hidden in the road, if these two people find out that I am hiding in the dark grid, it will have to kill me. With this in mind, I took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it, which calmed down a little.

"I leaned close to the small hole in the dark lattice door and looked at Monk Hongjing. But seeing him with a panicked face, standing at the left end of the offering table, his hands still raised in front of his chest, looking at the entrance of the Yongdao, he involuntarily took another step back. After a while, his hands slowly clasped together, bowed slightly towards the entrance of the corridor, and said, 'Amitabha. Teacher, brother, why are you here......

"When I heard him say this, I was shocked, and I didn't know which master he was talking about this 'senior brother'. In a moment of confusion, I heard an old voice from the road: 'Amitabha. Donor, you have been hiding in this temple for thirty-one years, and until today, you don't know what happened to the strange things that happened in our temple in the past twenty or thirty years. ’

The more I listened, the more suspicious I became, and after the old voice finished speaking, I saw a tall and thin old monk walking out of the corridor. The old monk's face was withered, and it seemed that he was only covered with bones, and at first glance he looked like a skeleton, somewhat similar to the dried corpse sitting on the right side of the offering table. The old monk's eyes seemed to be open and closed, and a handful of gray beard was under his chin, which sparsely fell from his chin to the end of his ears. When the old monk walked out of the corridor, his body swayed, and it seemed that he would fall to the ground at any moment. His left hand was not moving, but the tip of the sword was exposed in the sleeve of his right hand, and the tip of the sword was dripping with blood to the ground. At this time, there was silence in the secret room, and the old monk did not make the slightest sound when he walked. It is the blood droplet that drops to the ground, and the sound of "click, click" sounds, which sounds like knocking on the heart, but it is not consistent with the heartbeat, and the more you listen, the more you panic, and the more you listen, the more you palpitate.

"The old monk slowly walked into the secret room, walked not far from the offering table, looked at the jade statue behind the offering table, opened his eyes slightly, and said slowly: 'When this jade statue was carved, I saw it once, and I didn't expect to see it again, nearly eighty years have passed. Amitabha. ’

As I watched the old monk speak, a look of regret appeared on his face. It's just that it's far away, and the look on his face is not clear. Since the old monk entered the secret room, the monk Hongjing has avoided from afar, and seems to be afraid of the old monk to death. I thought to myself, this old monk walked and swayed, as if a gust of wind could blow him down. But even a big master like Wei Qianhu died in his hands, but this kung fu of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is extremely powerful. The old monk looked at the face of the jade statue, and after a while, he muttered, "The pink skeleton is all illusory, and all appearances are dust." ’

I looked at the old monk with a psychedelic look when he looked at the jade statue, and secretly thought that this old monk would not be a nymphomaniac? I inadvertently glanced at the monk Hongjing, but saw that he was slowly moving towards the entrance of the road. As he moved, he looked at the old monk cautiously. The old monk looked at the jade statue for a long time, then lowered his head, looked at the rare treasures on the offering table, his eyes were dull, and he seemed to see all these jade vegetables and fruits in his eyes, but he didn't seem to see anything. It wasn't until Monk Hongjing was about to move to the entrance of Yongdao that the old monk sighed. When Monk Hongjing heard this sigh, he trembled with fright and immediately stopped. At this time, he was only a little more than a foot away from the entrance of the Yongdao, but he didn't dare to move half a step.

"At this time, there was still a blood mist rising from time to time on the dried corpse, but there was no more 'snort'. The old monk slowly turned around, looked at Monk Hongjing and said, "Donor, should the old man call you Zhuo Buli, or should he call you Jin Wuxin?"

Before Situ Qiao's words fell, several people among the gang leaders and heads present let out a "puff". Murong Danyan was stunned for a moment, and secretly wondered who Zhuo Buli was? Who is Jin Wuxin? Looking at the appearance of the seniors, these two people must be very famous. Why have I never heard my father and brother mention it?

But he heard Xu Chenghe say: "Zhuo Buli is a one-legged thief who is rampant in the south of the Yangtze River, but Jin Wuxin is a water thief who haunts the coastal area of Shandong, and the two of them can't fight together, how can they have a relationship with this Hongjing monk?"

Murong Danyan was even more dazed when she heard this, she was the most curious about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, after seeing Xu Chenghe finish speaking, the gang leaders and heads present were silent, and they were even more anxious, and said to Li Qiufeng in a low voice: "Brother Li, who are Zhuo Buli and Jin Wuxin, are they very famous?"

Li Qiufeng pondered for a moment and said in a low voice: "These two people are both well-known cult figures in the rivers and lakes in the past. Zhuo Buli is a one-legged thief who runs rampant in the four provinces south of the Yangtze River, although he does not commit many crimes, but every case he does is a sensation all over the world. The government has been tracking him down for more than 20 years, but has never captured him. It is said that Mr. Murong Qiushui also sent the masters of Murong Villa to help the six doors arrest this person, but he escaped, which shows that this person is very good. Jin Wuxin is a water thief, gathering pirates, robbing homes and houses along the coast of Shandong, and even robbing official ships twice. These two people were famous thieves twenty or thirty years ago, but they suddenly disappeared from the rivers and lakes more than ten years ago and never appeared again. ”