Yu Xiu rode a thin horse, and in an instant, the whole temple woke up, and countless people rushed past him, either running to the field in a panic, or hurriedly running over to put out the fire.

He came to the vicinity of the Buddha Hall of Nanren Temple, rode his horse again, and shouted: "Go to the water, go to the water!"

"Phew!" suddenly a shout of anger sounded, and a bald head jumped out of the Buddha hall, appearing in the chaos, he roared as a lion, and shouted: "Silence!!"

The roar was like thunder, Yu Xiu was dozens of steps away from him, and he still felt his head buzzing, so he immediately reined in his horse and stared at it.

This person is the great master of Nanren Temple, a monk with cheeks. The monk was disheveled, as if he had just come out of his bedroom.

"Oh no! Big boss! Oh no!" Immediately, a monk shouted in panic: "The water is gone! The men's room is out of the water!"

The bearded monk's face turned pale, and he looked in the direction of the men's room, and when he saw a red light, his eyes were also horrified. He frowned, and immediately gritted his teeth and shouted: "Panic! All the children in the temple will follow me to put out the fire!"

Without a moment's delay, the cheeked monk shouted a few times, gathered a bunch of people, and immediately ran in the direction of the men's room, completely ignoring other things.

Because there are many pilgrims in the men's room, if the pilgrims are burned here, the monk can only give up this property and make a living elsewhere, which he cannot tolerate.

"Fight the fire!"

"The big boss is coming!" The temple was noisy again, but the monks in the temple had the backbone and rushed to the men's room.

Yu Xiule Ma stayed in the corner, silently watching the scene in front of him, and did not make a sound.

Once the number of people around is reduced and no one is present in the temple, others will have the opportunity to infiltrate the secret room. It's just that Yu Xiu is not ready to go in person.

One is because it is risky to enter, and the other is because he is not sure to open the secret compartment in the secret room.

There are mechanisms in the secret room of the Buddha Hall, and when Yu Xiu enters as a Yin God, he doesn't have to worry about those mechanisms at all, but when he walks in with his physical body, he will be trapped inside if he is not careful. Moreover, taking the elixir in the secret room seems to require a specific technique to open the lock, and there may even be other hidden conditions.

It's better to leave such an uncertain step to another person. All Yu Xiu needed to do was wait for the other party to take out his things, and then rush forward to meet this person.

He condensed his gaze, kept looking around, and finally found a cowering figure.

The figure also stayed in a corner, with a panic on his face, and ran around from time to time, like an ordinary monk who was frightened, but if you look closely, you will find that this person looks up at the Buddha hall from time to time, which is quite strange.

This person is none other than a black-faced monk. Yu Xiu saw him and quietly took a few steps back into the darkness to avoid being discovered by the other party.

In fact, the black-faced monk was engrossed in observing the Buddha hall, and he didn't have the energy to be vigilant at all.

When the bearded monk rushed to the men's room, the black-faced monk had not yet moved. Yu Xiu waited quietly and was not in a hurry.

After a while, a figure suddenly walked out of the Buddha hall again.

This person has fine skin and tender flesh, and his hands are constantly arranging the white monk's robe on his body, and his bald head is sweating profusely, as if he has just taken a hot bath.

This monk is the second master, a white-faced monk.

The white-faced monk ran out and also screamed: "The rest of the people, all follow me to fight the fire!"

"Second master!" the others shouted when they saw him. Soon, the rest of the monks also followed behind the white-faced monk and rushed to the men's room to put out the fire.

For a while, there were not many people left around the Buddhist hall. Even if someone walks here from time to time, they run by in a hurry.

Yu Xiu glanced at the black-faced monk on the side, and secretly said that the other party was alert.

If this person is anxious and goes in before the white-faced monk comes out, he will definitely collide with the white-faced monk and have an accident. If you're unlucky, it's possible that the plan to set fire will be detected by the white-faced monk.

As for why the white-faced monk didn't come out with the cheeky monk, it may be that the two of them were just doing something in the secret room and had to go out in batches, or it could be that they were blocking the secret room to prevent accidents.

After the white-faced monk left, the black-faced monk finally couldn't help it, he casually turned his head and glanced around, and then hurriedly walked to the Buddha hall, without finding Yu Xiu at all.

Even if he saw Yu Xiu, he wouldn't notice that something was wrong, after all, Yu Xiu was only studying in the temple these days, and he didn't behave out of the ordinary, and the two hadn't even seen each other.

Waiting for the black-faced monk to enter the Buddhist hall, Yu Xiu suddenly untied the long sword and carried it around his waist.

He drew his sword again and raised it to the red light of the fire in the distance. Looking at the smooth sword body, Yu Xiu's eyes seemed to have flames rising and burning.

"There is calm in every big event. Staring at the sword body for a moment, he admonished himself in his heart.

Yu Xiu lowered his gaze, tucked the long sword at his waist, then gently reined in his horse, and took a few steps back into the darkness, hiding his figure even deeper.

The night was dark, and the fire in the distance burned out, as if the sunset had struck again, setting off bursts of charming crimson in the sky.

Yu Xiu sniffed the smell of fireworks in his nose, and a sense of restlessness that can only be found in summer nights was born in his heart, and his excitement was suppressed everywhere in his body.

Half an hour later, there was still an eerie silence in the Buddha hall, and there was no appearance of a person coming out of the slightest. Yu Xiu waited patiently, constantly rubbing the still cold corpse talisman in his left hand.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps, and a bald man in an earthy yellow monk's robe appeared on the steps, holding a package on his chest, and was walking down the steps.

Yu Xiu raised his eyes to look at him, but did not move. Soon, the monk walked down the steps and walked towards the gate of Nanren Temple.

The monk's steps became rapid and began to trot. Yu Xiu also gently reined in the horse, causing the horse to step on small steps and follow behind the black-faced monk from afar.

One after the other, the two walked in Nanren Temple, and many panicked pedestrians kept running by, and a red fire burned behind them.

The gate finally appeared in the eyes of the two, and the black-faced monk hurried and ran out of the door.

At this time, Yu Xiu inhaled a breath of smoke and immediately hit the horse. The skinny horse was already familiar with him, and immediately neighed and galloped up.

He has been hiding his teeth and claws for a few days, and the time has come, so why do you need to fly and kill the other party directly!

The distance of 100 paces keeps disappearing.

The black-faced monk looked at the gate in front of him, his eyes were surprised, and just as he was about to show a smile on his face, a shout exploded behind him: "Monk, please stay!"

When the black-faced monk heard the shouting, he was slightly frightened, but his steps were not chaotic, he didn't look back, and he still ran out of the door.

"Why did the monk set the fire!!"

The words rang out again, causing the black-faced monk's heart to skip a beat, and he subconsciously looked up behind him.

I saw a horse galloping towards him, and the target was him!

Immediately, there was a knight in a green shirt, with a red light behind him, like a sunset, and the knight was holding a long sword in his hand, and his eyes were cold with murderous intent!

The knight is Yu Xiu.

"This ......" The black-faced monk saw the long sword, his pupils shrank suddenly, his complexion changed sharply, and his blood and qi surged all over his body, wanting to dodge. But in an instant, the galloping horse collided with him, and Yu Xiu swung his long sword and immediately slashed at him.

"It's not good! I can't dodge, I can only resist hard!" The monk was so desperate that he suddenly stretched out an arm, wanting to exchange his life with one arm.

Yu Xiu was riding on a horse, and when he saw this, he just sneered, and as soon as the thought in his heart moved, the gray and black talisman attached to the long sword instantly burned, releasing bursts of black gas.

An arm flew out of his body, and the black-faced monk screamed, but his voice was blocked in his throat, and he couldn't scream at all.

He only had time to look at his severed arm when he noticed that a black gas was wrapping around the wound, making his body stiff and unable to move.

The black-faced monk wanted to use the blood qi in his body to resist, but he found that the blood qi in his body was coagulated, and he couldn't control it at all, he felt that his vision was pitch black, and his consciousness was becoming more and more blurred.

As he was about to fall into complete darkness, footsteps came to his side.

"Click!" The cold light flashed, and there was a soft sound.

"Thank you. Then two words were spoken, but he could not hear them.

......

In Nanren Temple, Yu Xiu killed the other party directly from behind the black-faced monk by means of a galloping horse.

The other party died without knowing why Yu Xiu killed him, and why he knew that he was setting the fire. It's a pity that Yu Xiu won't explain this to anyone, and neither will the dead.

After killing the monk, Yu Xiu stopped in place, and there was a noise in his ears.

Strangely, his eyes were empty, only skinny horses. The others may have run to put out the fire, or they may have seen this scene and were too frightened to come out.

Yu Xiu breathed for a moment, calming the churning emotions in his chest.

He suddenly found that it was such a pleasant thing to slash and kill the enemy on horseback and take revenge in one fell swoop.

Thinking about it, this was the first time he had killed a living person.

Before this, the eyebrowless Taoist priest who was killed by Yu Xiu belonged to the Yin God, the broken temple fox belonged to the spirit, and the hotel zombie belonged to the dead, and only the black-faced monk here was a living person in the true sense.

Yu Xiu pondered quietly for a moment, looked around, calmly lifted the black-faced monk's severed arm, grabbed his ankle, and dragged the corpse.

After walking dozens of steps, Yu Xiu came to a small well in the temple dedicated to watering flowers and plants, and threw the big and small black-faced monks into it.

After throwing it in, he knocked down all the stones placed at the wellhead, pushed them into the wellhead, and blocked the wellhead.

At this time, there should be someone outside the temple, and it is not good to move the body out, and it is not appropriate to leave the body in place, so it is best to find a place to hide the body temporarily.

Although the body would have been found in the future, it would have been a few days later. It has nothing to do with the rest of the day.

And once the monk's body was soaked in water for too long, it would not be easy for his parents to identify him.

Yu Xiu carried the things he had picked from the black-faced monk and walked steadily towards the thin horse. He examined the things he had picked up slightly, and the sandalwood box and the book wrapped in cloth were among them.

Carrying things, for dozens of steps, Yu Xiu was still thinking about the process of slashing and killing the black-faced monk just now. After all, it was the first time he had slashed people, and he felt quite special in his heart.

The black-faced monk did a lot of evil, he did not hesitate to set fire to the temple in order to steal the pill, and he was also the thief who killed the seventh uncle, Yu Xiu killed this person, strictly speaking, it was a righteous thing!

Holding the thin horse, he didn't think much about it, and rode up directly, and continued to walk outside Nanren Temple. When he ran out of the gate, Yu Xiu looked around and found that there were indeed many people stranded outside, either monks or pilgrims, men, women and children.

He rode out, only drawing some attention.

Most of the people outside the temple were nervously watching the situation in the temple, but they did not dare to enter the temple to check, for fear of being affected by the fire in the distance.

The scene was chattering, and the crowd was chattering.

Yu Xiu saw this scene and squinted his eyes slightly. No longer riding, he dismounted and took the rope, and easily blended into the crowd descending the mountain.

It was only after walking the mountain road that he came to the avenue that he turned over and trotted in the moonlight.

After running out for a long time, drenched in moonlight and blowing cold wind, Yu Xiu looked back behind him and found that the red light on the top of the mountain was still there, like the glow of the sun.

He looked at this scene, and there was a slight hint of happiness in his heart, and he had the urge to roar under the night sky. However, Yu Xiu did not roar, he drew his long sword and flicked the blade of the sword.

The sword body groaned softly, and Yu Xiu also laughed wantonly.

When he had put away his sword, he rode his lean horse and galloped along the road, never looking back.

......

In the dark night, Yu Xiu just went straight along the avenue, and did not deliberately choose the direction. After he had been running out for a long time, he suddenly saw the light and slowly leaned over.

After getting closer, Yu Xiu realized that he had walked back to the hotel.

Although it was late at night, the door of the inn was ajar, the lights were bright, and there were still figures flashing at the window, probably chatting.

Needless to say, the group of people in the inn should have been startled by the fire.

This temple of Nanren is located on the top of the mountain, once the fire is broken, the fire is slightly larger, and you can see it within a radius of dozens of miles, just like a beacon fire.

Yu Xiu glanced at the inn, and instead of leaning over to spend the night, he urged the horses to pass quickly.

After walking past the inn, he wanted to find a dilapidated temple or abandoned house along the way to stay overnight, but after walking for most of the hour, he still didn't see a place to stay.

As a last resort, Yu Xiu continued to run in the direction of the county seat, and after walking for more than half an hour, he walked directly back to the county seat.

Looking at the few broken low walls in his eyes, Yu Xiu smiled in his heart, and simply walked directly in the direction of Yizhuang. When he walked into Yizhuang, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, as if he had returned home.

After feeding the horses and washing, Yu Xiu did not fall asleep immediately, but lit a lamp and brought the black-faced monk's package to the table.

Unwrapping the package, a sandalwood box and a book wrapped in cloth suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Yu Xiu weighed the box and picked up the book first. He was worried that there was fraud in the box, and he was going to open it after peeping at it a few times with the Yin God.

Taking away the silk cloth on the book, Yu Xiu found that it was not one book, but two, one of which had the word "Martial Book" on the cover, which was the book mentioned by the monks in the secret room.

And the other one, Yu Xiu looked over, and his eyes became slightly strange,

"This black guy is still so interested......

On the cover of this book is inscribed with four big characters: "Notes on Joy"!

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"The road walks at night, and it doesn't go when it's hot. There is a testament from the monk with a broken arm, which is not seen in the fire. —"The Tao Treatise: For the Tao"