The seven monks walked out of the yellow sand in an array, squatting very quickly, and the ground was trampled out of deep imprints, and when they reached Huang Zichi's side, they pulled out the long stick behind their backs, hugged them together, and squeezed Sima Weiguang and the two of them outside.

Seven long sticks were horizontal, picky, or standing, listing a majestic formation to set Huang Zichi in the middle, and the big horse wanted to move left and right but found that there was nowhere to go. Huang Zichi suddenly had no choice, shouted, jumped up from the horse, flew sideways, threw out a few circles, and the two big knives rang out, and a burst of silver light opened the monk's formation.

Huang Zichi fell to the ground, his footsteps galloped, raised a few feet of yellow sand, and quickly walked between several monks, two sharp knives or split, or drill, or horizontal, against those long sticks, moved around, and broke up the monk's formation. Several monks were taken aback, not wanting to be so powerful as this young man.

The monk with the horizontal stick was closest to Huang Zichi, staggered two steps and stood firmly, only to see the knife flash, the stick was only cut into two, and the other knife was cut at the waist, and he hurriedly took a few steps back, and the tip of the knife slashed across the waist, tearing open the clothes, and oozing a blood mark.

Huang Zichi chased after him with two knives, and suddenly two sticks swept towards his crotch, Huang Zichi jumped over, and another stick flew over, aimed at his chest from the front, blocking him fiercely and falling to the ground, spurting out a mouthful of blood. Two more sticks were inserted into his legs, and two more were caught around his body.

Huang Zichi slapped his hands on the ground and flew up, and several sticks swept towards his waist, chest, and crotch respectively, and he couldn't dodge, he was hit hard and fell to the ground, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, but it didn't stop, and those sticks flew one after another, put on his body, and clamped him tightly in the middle.

Niu Renhe was taken aback, and originally sighed that Huang Zichi's knife skills were exquisite, his movements were agile, and his momentum was extraordinary, and there would be no problem in dealing with these monks, but he didn't expect these monks to be so powerful. Thinking about Huang Ziyu fighting against him that day, but it was those monks who showed mercy and didn't really fight him, I couldn't help but have a little more awe and more questions about these monks.

Qi Yingying lay in Yin Longyang's arms and snorted twice, as if she was about to wake up. Niu Renhe hurriedly walked over, blocking her view and not letting her see the scene over there, for fear that she would be even more unbearable when she saw it.

Let's say that the battle here ended very quickly, and several officers and soldiers took ropes up and tied up Huang Zichi. On the other side, many officers and soldiers were still encircling and suppressing the other two people on horseback, like the guy who was on the same road as Huang Zichi, and Sima Weiguang and his entourage also rushed over to help. The two of them became more and more unable to parry, and then saw that there was no movement on Huang Zichi's side, thinking that they had been caught, and they had no intention of fighting, so they fledged after a few shots. The jujube red horses driven by the two were like the wind at their feet, and the officers and soldiers chased some way, and then disappeared without their trace, disappearing into the yellow sand.

When this important fugitive was caught, everyone was relieved, and in the past few days, all the passes and roads were looking for him, and the general's order pressed to finally capture him. The two who escaped didn't matter, and the two didn't look like the Han people in the Guannei, but they looked like the Khitans outside the Guan.

Huang Zichi was in pain, his expression was dizzy, he was tightly tied by a rope, and he sat with his head buried on the ground. The officers and men were discussing on the sidelines, and they were all very happy. One of the officials, who was next to the general, said to the leader of the monks, "Thank you for your help in capturing this gangster." In Xia Zhenqing, he is the adjutant under the general, please follow us to the army to rest, and the general will come here in a few days to personally thank you!"

"Don't bother, we followed the master's instructions to come here to find a monk and evil criminal, and there are clues, we have to rush there immediately. ”

"Even if it is a matter of the solemn temple, then we can't stand idly by, my master and I will transfer a few teams of soldiers to help. ”

"Don't dare to bother, the master spoke, these things can't bother the local officials and soldiers, just have the seven of us to do it. ”

"Even so, it doesn't bother much, if the master has any help, you can come to me, I have been in the military camp of Beiguanzhou City recently. Xia Zhenqing's voice turned heavy, "Recently, the fire in the mountains has destroyed many of my officers and soldiers, as well as several generals who have benefited from the general, and unfortunately, there is also a beloved son of the general, and I also ask the masters to spend more time for them." The official said that he couldn't cry silently, and he was very earnest.

Several monks were moved when they heard this, "We also encountered the fire on the way here, it is really unfortunate, there are many wandering souls in the mountains, we will recite the sutra for these soldiers, and we will also convey these situations to the master, and ask all the teachers and brothers in the temple to spend the night for it." ”

When the official heard this, his heart was right, and after thanking him, several monks said goodbye and left quickly.

Sima Weiguang listened to their conversation on the side, and just now he saw that the formation of several monks was very powerful, and he felt that he was worthy of being a monk of the solemn temple of the Central Plains Temple. Sima Gongzi's entourage was not happy, they also made a lot of efforts, and they were almost injured, looking at those officers and soldiers but only talking about the benefits of a few monks, their hearts were even more angry, "They forgot that Gongzi also helped them, and no one came to thank them." ”

"Well, we didn't help much. Sima Weiguang said.

Zhao Wang, another retinue of the son, had also come here, and said with a smile, "Liu Tong, Liu Tong, seeing that you are usually so refreshing, why are you so angry." ”

Liu Tong glared at him, "Go! Don't come to these gossips! I'm also for my son!"

At this time, Na Xia Zhenqing came over and bowed to each other, "It's really a son of Lao Sima to help this righteous man!"

"Where, where. Sima Weiguang also gave his hand. That Liu Tong also bowed his hand unhappily.

"Dare to ask why Childe is here? You should be careful of this dangerous thing. Xia Zhenqing showed extreme concern.

"Don't get in the way, I'm doing some business here, and I happened to come to help when I met it, but I didn't help anything. ”

"You're going to get married to my young lady this month, so you can't make any mistakes. ”

"This wedding also has to be delayed, there are so many casualties in this wildfire, and the general's son is also unfortunately killed, and the wedding may be a little inappropriate at this time. ”

"Childe is thoughtful, and when the general sent me, he said the same. In a few days, the general will come to Beiguanzhou City in person, and he will probably discuss with Lord Sima Tingshi. ”

As he was talking, many soldiers came one after another, and Xia Zhenqing and Sima Weiguang resigned to make arrangements for those soldiers. In the end, several teams of soldiers were divided, and the front and rear guards were put into the iron cage prisoner car, and escorted to Liaojizhou City, where the general was located.