"Yes, that's him, get him arrested. ”

With a wave of the leader's hand, the two yacha behind him immediately stepped forward and grabbed the monk with their hands.

"Official, are you looking for the wrong person, Lao Wei is a monk, not a criminal. The monk said as he stepped back, scolding in his heart that he was unlucky, how could such a thing happen.

The monk retreated and flashed, and of course the two yacha grabbed the air with both hands, and the two were stunned at first, and then furious.

"Be bold, don't be caught yet, or you'll be killed on the spot!" Yacha pulled out the big knife at his waist and drank with a murderous expression, making people believe that if they didn't do what they said, they would really be killed.

However, the monk himself is a monk, and he is an old man who has lived for many years, and he is very familiar with the government, so he has no reaction at all.

"The old man is an outsider, and from the matter of being contaminated with red dust, the official denied that he was the wrong person. ”

"What you did in the capital happened, and the official document of sea fishing has been issued, even if you can escape today, the entire Dakang Dynasty will not be able to tolerate you, so you should be arrested obediently. The leading yacha said calmly.

He also had his reasons for saying so much, first of all, he deceived the monk, and whether the monk committed a crime or not could be seen from his expression. Sure enough, the monk showed a look of surprise instead of confusion, he knew that the monk was not clean, even if he recognized the wrong person, it didn't matter. Secondly, let the monk know that he has no way to escape, so that his thoughts of resistance can be resolved.

Sure enough, after the monk was surprised, he fell into deep thought, and the leading yacha saw that he felt that the opportunity could not be missed, and hurriedly gave the two yacha a color. The two yacha glanced at each other, and then came to the monk's side with a tacit understanding, grabbed his hands, and were about to pay back.

Judging from the leader's approach, his experience is very sophisticated, if it is the rest of the prisoners, it is very likely that he will give up resistance and be meritorious by him, but unfortunately he met a monk with a stubborn head, and the result backfired.

The monk was pulled back in contemplation by the movements of the two, and he sighed, this time there is really no way to be good, and his hands are strained. Although the general physique of the Dharma cultivator is weak, the weakness is also compared with some physical cultivation, and if it is compared with mortals, the monk still has a great advantage.

The yacha, who was about to turn the monk's hands back, suddenly found that the monk's hands seemed to have turned into stone, and no matter how hard they tried, they could not move the monk's hands by half a minute.

The monk saw that the two yamen had no choice but to help their funny appearance, how could a monk be offended by such a prisoner, let's teach a lesson.

Thinking of the monks here, as soon as their hands were shaken, the yacha felt a huge force throwing them out, hitting the table behind them, the weight of the yacha and the strength of being thrown off, the fragile table was crushed, and the two of them lay on the ground for a while with pain all over their bodies and couldn't get up.

"What a gut!" The leader was not panicked when he saw this, and pulled out his waist knife with a "bang", he himself is a practitioner, and he can easily do it with this throw.

The monk raised his eyebrows, "Oh, I didn't expect that there was a master hidden in the small place." ”

"No more nonsense. As soon as the voice fell, the knife slashed at the monk. The leading yacha is even more with the knife, and the knife has not yet arrived, but it has already made people feel the blade, and it can be seen that the kung fu on the yacha knife is not weak.

The monk kicked his feet, and immediately distanced himself from the Yacha, the Yacha's knife cut into the air, he was not surprised that the monk could dodge, from the strength of the monk just now, he knew that the monk had also practiced, he backhanded another knife, and then slashed with his left hand.

What he is powerful is not only the kung fu on the knife, but the double skill of the sword and the palm, the kung fu in the palm does not have to be weak, and the sword and palm cooperate with each other, how many criminals are taken down by this kung fu.

The monk was also taken aback by this palm, dodged the knife but couldn't dodge this palm, and in a hurry he could only stretch out his right palm, palm to palm.

One is a premeditated palm, the other is forced to deal with helplessly, obviously the Yacha took advantage, between the Yacha body was slightly stunned and then raised the knife to bully again, but the monk gave this palm a few steps back a little unsteady, it seems that the next knife will not be able to catch.

Yacha's knife was about to slash at the monk's body, and suddenly his ears seemed to hear two winds. Out of caution, the yacha withdrew the slash and slashed two slashes in front of him.

It was his prudence that saved him, and he made two "bells", and I don't know what hit him on the knife dance. Yacha secretly called luck, if he didn't put the knife away, these two blows would hit him, before he didn't know what the situation was, he hurriedly retreated, the knife in his hand was still protected in front of him, and he didn't even dare to blink at the monk, for fear that the monk would miss any movement.

The monk stood there a little embarrassed, patted the dust on his body with his hand, and slowly raised his head and said, "I didn't expect such a sneak attack to be dodged for you, and it seems that you should not die." Anyway, the old man will let you go, and you will leave with your people. “

"What kind of witchcraft are you doing? You don't have to pretend to be a mystery, you are a criminal of the imperial court, I am a yacha, how can I let you leave like this?" asked the yacha loudly, still not letting go of any vigilance, he had already noticed it when he retreated just now. There was nothing on the ground, not to mention any sleeve arrows, poison needles, not even a stone, so he was sure that the monk was not using a hidden weapon.

"What kind of pretense is mysterious? Lao Wei is an immortal, of course, it is an immortal method. The monk first looked unfathomable, then shook his head and said, "A good immortal method was actually called a demon law by you. ”

"Phew, if you are a bone fairy, maybe I will still believe it. But you don't have to spray water to look at yourself, what immortal would be like you?" replied.

"You're looking for death!" The monk hates others to talk about his appearance, although he was not considered a jade tree in the wind, but he is also a high-ranking monk. But after doing too many things, the monk who was obviously slick and slippery had dysentery, which could not be cured by any method or medicine, but the more things were done, the more serious they became. At first it was just itchy, then slowly it suppurated and emitted a foul smell.

Even if the art of change concealed his appearance and wounds, the stench was still there. Don't say that being surrounded by others, even if it's yourself, sometimes it's hard to endure. Now that he was mentioned by a person like Yacha, who he looked down on, the monk immediately became nameless.

The monk was furious, pinched his right hand and slashed through the air, and immediately two invisible wind blades flew towards the yacha with the sound of the wind.