When the old monk saw that Jiang Han noticed him, he was shocked, and he couldn't care about pretending, so he picked up the nine-ring tin staff and ran out of the palace gate.

Jiang Han raised his knife and planned to chase it, but all the monks around him were armed with weapons, and they also followed Jiang Han to the door of the hall and slowly moved, neither daring to step forward nor avoiding Jiang Han.

Jiang Han saw that the old monk had already run to the door of the hall, and pointed with the broken blade in his hand: "Get out of the way for me!" Whoever stands in the way in front of me again, don't blame me for being ruthless, I can cut off their hands and feet, and I can cut off your heads!"

The monks were startled by his cold eyes, and they all lowered their heads one by one, slowly shrunk back, and made a way for Jiang Han.

Jiang Han laughed, picked up the knife and chased towards the door of the hall, the old monk who had already run to the door looked back, saw Jiang Han chasing after him, and scolded angrily in a low voice: "It's all waste!

Jiang Han laughed at him: "Old monk, I see where you are running!" After speaking, he was about to chase after the knife.

The old monk's heart has sunk to the bottom, he knows that he is finished, he is not an opponent, no one in this temple can cure this little madman, he is not an opponent in terms of martial arts, and he is not an opponent in terms of light skills, it can be seen from the footwork of this little madman, this kid has a deep knowledge of light skills, and he has no chance to run now, is he going to die in the Tianlei Temple today?

He didn't run away at all, just stood at the door of the hall, carrying a nine-ring tin staff in one hand, staring at Jiang Han with resentment in his eyes.

Just when he was a little panicked, he heard someone outside the hall shouting: "Abbot, don't panic, I'll save you!"

When the old monk heard that someone was coming to save him, he seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and when he looked back, he saw that it was a middle-aged monk with a short knife in his hand, pushing a prisoner with a big tie up and running over.

The old monk was stunned: "Huairen?"

The monk nodded: "Yes, don't panic, abbot, I want to see what kind of wind and waves that kid can stir up." ”

The old monk shook his head: "Huairen, don't say that you don't know any martial arts at all, even I am not his opponent, what can you do?"

Huairen sneered: "So what, abbot don't worry, see how I capture him!" After speaking, he pushed the prisoner into the main hall.

As soon as Jiang Han looked at the person, he couldn't help gritting his teeth and said, "Han Ergou!"

Huairen said viciously: "Don't call me Han Ergou, call me Huairen! Look who this is?" After speaking, he brushed the prisoner's hair with his hand.

Jiang Han looked at the prisoner and couldn't help but exclaim: "Brother Wang Fu!"

Wang Fu's face was beaten and deformed, and both eyes were swollen and couldn't be opened, obviously suffering a lot. Hearing Jiang Han shouting to himself, Wang Fu reluctantly opened his eyes, and when he saw that it was Jiang Han, he showed a look of surprise, and struggled to say, "Jiang Darttou, you, why are you here?"

Jiang Han hurriedly said, "I'm here to save you, Brother Wang Fu, are you okay?"

Wang Fu nodded hard: "I'm fine, but I recruited everything, they beat me too hard, and said that they were going to chop off my fingers, I really can't stand it, Jiang Dart, I'm sorry for you!"

Jiang Han hurriedly shook his head: "Brother Wang Fu, it's not your fault, it's all because I didn't do things well enough that I caused you to be caught by thieves, so I'll save you out!"

After speaking, Jiang Han pointed at Huairen with the broken blade in his hand: "Han Ergou, hurry up and release Brother Wang Fu, I'll give you a good time, otherwise I'll break you into ten thousand pieces!"

Huairen looked at Jiang Han's menacing appearance, and laughed gloomily: "I said boy, you still think that this is in Hanjia Village, those mud legs listen to you, is it when you show off your might? This is in the Tianlei Temple, don't think I don't know what you are here for, aren't you here to avenge those mud legs? Yes, those mud legs were killed by me, how about it? I tell you, quickly put down the knife and tie it up, otherwise I will cut him up one by one!" After speaking, he also used the short knife in his hand to slash twice on Wang Fu's neck.

Jiang Han stood there, carrying a broken blade in his hand, his face was cloudy, this Han Ergou was indeed cunning, standing at the door of the hall and not coming in, too far away from him, and the knife was on Wang Fu's neck, he did it rashly, maybe he would really hurt Wang Fu.

At this moment, the old monk whispered: "Huairen, this kid is a little madman, don't force him, drive him away first." ”

Huairen sneered: "I'm just going to force him, boy, I gave you a chance, now you can take care of it!" After speaking, he grabbed Wang Fu's left hand, broke Wang Fu's little thumb, cut it with a knife, cut off Wang Fu's little thumb directly, and threw it at Jiang Han, Wang Fu screamed in pain, rolled his eyes, and almost fainted.

Jiang Han and the old monk were stunned, and shouted at the same time, "What are you doing?"

Huairen put the knife on Wang Fu's neck again, and said coldly: "I'll say it again, throw the knife away and grab it, otherwise if I ask again, I will cut him one more finger!"

Jiang Han frowned and stared at Huairen, only to see that Huairen was also staring at himself without blinking, he suddenly opened his mouth and smiled, then threw the broken blade on the ground, raised his hands high, and said in his mouth: "Okay, okay, I surrender, don't hurt him." ”

Huairen sneered and shouted at the monk inside, "Come on, tie him up!"

When the monks heard this, they immediately looked at each other, and no one dared to approach Jiang Han.

Huairen frowned, and just wanted to speak, he heard Jiang Han say: "Come on, come on, I promise not to move, I will dispose of it as you do." ”

Only then did a few bold monks pick up the iron chains that the eight ghosts threw on the ground just now, and leaned over tremblingly, still holding weapons in their hands, for fear that Jiang Han would hurt people in a violent manner.

Jiang Han put his hands behind his back and said, "Come on, come on, this credit will be given to you." ”

Several monks trembled and tied up Jiang Han, and then they breathed a sigh of relief, and heard Huairen say viciously: "Tie up two more laps, don't let him run away." ”

A few monks tied Jiang Han with iron chains, and the old monk put his mind at ease, let out a sigh of relief, and asked Huairen in a low voice: "How did you know that he would be arrested for this person, don't you want him to die?"

Huairen also breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and then said: "I also gambled, this kid can go to Tianlei Temple alone in order to avenge those mud legs and save this guy, which shows that he is a person with great feelings, so threatening him with this person must have an effect, I thought it would be a death anyway, it would be better to give it a try, I didn't expect it to be really useful." ”

(End of chapter)