When Wei Xiaobao let Shuang'er dress and dress himself gently, the shout of the abbot of Qingliang Temple outside the door sounded, sounding very anxious.

"Oh! here?" Wei Xiaobao's eyes narrowed, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Xianggong, can make the abbot master so anxious, the enemy is afraid that not only is there a large number of people, but there may be a master among them. Shuang'er was a little worried, and reminded Wei Xiaobao.

The abbot master of Qingliang Temple, with strong internal strength, belongs to the second-rate master, although he can't stand alone in martial arts, but he is obviously not weak!

Especially from the mouth of the abbot, Shuang'er heard that the other party was a lot of people, and couldn't help but be a little worried. At the same time, his beautiful eyes showed a firmness, and he said secretly: "Wait a while, if the two sides fight, I must not leave an inch, and I can't let Xianggong get hurt, even if it is at all costs, I must do it." ”

Shuang'er was extremely determined in her heart, and she seemed to think about cheering herself up.

"Little Shuang'er, what do you want, since the other party is here, let's go, go out with me to have a look!" Wei Xiaobao said to Shuang'er, and then said, "You try to follow me as much as possible for a while." ”

"Well, Xianggong, Shuang'er will definitely protect you. Shuang'er nodded immediately. However, obviously she would have mistaken Wei Xiaobao's meaning! How could Wei Xiaobao use her to protect?

Wei Xiaobao was slightly stunned, nodded and said, "Hmm!"

As soon as he stepped out of the door, the abbot master immediately greeted him, he looked at Wei Xiaobao and Shuang'er, and said with a solemn face: "Donor, sure enough, what you said is right, as soon as the sky dawns this morning, there will be a large number of lamas climbing the mountain, not to say that they have a little lama who escaped, stole into the Qingliang Temple, and asked the old man to make friends, I have only more than 40 monks in Qingliang Temple, every old man knows each other, how can there be a little lama?" After thinking about it, I think that I am afraid that they are very likely to be as the donor you said, and they came to the idiot master, and the old man led the monks to clash with them, and there was a fight, and the casualties were not light, hey~~~~. ”

Walking towards the outside of Qingliang Temple with Wei Xiaobao and Shuang'er, the abbot master folded his hands and said with a sad look on his face

Qingliang Temple of Wutai Mountain, the ancient temple of Buddhism, pure and leisurely, but at this moment it is surrounded by lamas.

"The monk inside listened, handed over the little lama to me, he stole a string of jewels from my master, and absconded, and I saw him enter Qingliang Temple with my own eyes. ”

"Yes, we chased all the way to Wutai Mountain, many people saw him enter Qingliang Temple with their own eyes, you are limited to one hour, if you don't hand over the little lama, don't blame us for being polite." ”

"Stinky monk, don't pretend to be confused for Lao Tzu, don't let us go in to search, could it be that you are greedy for my master's orb?"

"If you are really innocent, why don't you let me wait for me to enter the temple and search. ”

“”

These lamas did not have the slightest sense of serenity except for their dress, and they scolded and made unreasonable demands, and their language was threatening. At the door of Qingliang Temple, there are a group of monks, each holding a stick in their hands, their faces are extremely ugly, they grit their teeth one by one, and look at the lama opposite with hatred. However, although they were resentful, even if they were insulted by the lama, the monks did not dare to come forward. In the previous scuffle, they had lost several lives in Qingliang Temple, and many people were injured, and at this moment, in the face of the vicious lama, the monks' faces were frightened. Although they are monks, they have not yet reached the point where they can see through life and death like fools.

Squeak!

At this moment, when the lama was shouting frantically, and the monks' faces were fearful, there was a squeak, and the gate of Qingliang Temple opened. Everyone hurried to look!

"Master, this group of lamas has nothing to do, they are really too deceitful, we might as well fight. ”

"Meet the Abbot!"

"Old monk, you finally came out again, what's the matter, have you thought about it?"

"Hand over the little lama, we are not to blame for the past, otherwise, let your Qingliang Temple bleed. ”

“”

Seeing Wei Xiaobao, Shuang'er and the abbot come out, the monks of Qingliang Temple had a happy face, as if they had the backbone of the heart, and shouted. Among the monks, some were afraid, some had firm eyes, revealing hatred, and some were full of grievances, all of them, all of them looked towards the old abbot, and as for the lamas who were looking for provocation, they shouted and shouted, and they were about to move, as if they couldn't help but want to use force!

However, among the two parties, no one cared about Wei Xiaobao and Shuang'er beside the abbot. After all, Wei Xiaobao and Shuang'er's ages are all there, and they know that they have no ability at a glance.

"Hmph, Abbot, are you really sure, these people who are spitting evil words and arrogant are lamas?" Wei Xiaobao suddenly sneered when he saw this, and said loudly.

Master Abbot shook his head with a wry smile, how could he not see that these people did not behave like monks, but like bandits in the mountains, like extremely vicious people!

"Stinky boy, bold, what did you say?"

"I think you're getting impatient, and there are some things you can't get involved in. ”

"You two, crawl over for me, kneel down and kowtow eighteen times, uncle, as soon as I am happy, maybe I will spare you!"

“”

As soon as the lamas heard Wei Xiaobao's words, they immediately became angry and scolded angrily. There were even some people who took a few steps forward with their swords, as if they wanted to make a move on Wei Xiaobao and Shuang'er, but they were afraid of the old abbot's martial arts, so they finally endured it temporarily, but some lamas looked at Wei Xiaobao and Shuang'er here, and their eyes already showed fierce light and killing intent.

"Amitabha, why do you have to deceive people too much, I don't have a little lama in Qingliang Temple?" The old abbot folded his hands, and his voice spread with internal force.

This hand made the noisy scene suddenly quiet, and the lamas' faces became solemn, and they did not dare to step forward in hesitation At this moment, in the group of lamas, two burly guys stepped out, nodded slightly to the abbot, and said coldly: "Master Abbot, I am waiting here, just to take away the little lama and the jewel, you still hand it over, or, let us go in and search, everyone will not be hurt and angry!"

Before the abbot could speak, Wei Xiaobao stepped out and sneered at this person: "What a joke, what do you have to do with the little lama and Qingliang Temple? This is a holy place for Buddhism, how can you wait for a place where you can go wild, if you know what is wrong, you will retreat immediately, otherwise?"

"Otherwise, the boy is looking for death. The leading big lama, seeing Wei Xiaobao open his mouth twice, was quite unkind to his side, and his heart was already furious, and at this moment he roared angrily, and punched Wei Xiaobao, the abbot's face changed and he was about to help, Wei Xiaobao's side suddenly shouted, suddenly rushed out, and fought with the big lama, fists and feet.

Seeing Shuang'er make a move, fighting with the big lama, coquettishly drinking again and again, and not falling into the wind, Wei Xiaobao smiled slightly.

"Hmm!what? This little girl has such martial arts?" The lamas were shocked when they saw this, and they exclaimed, and their faces couldn't help but look ugly for a while.

Master Abbot was stunned for a moment, he saw that Wei Xiaobao and the others were young before, but he really didn't notice that Shuang'er had such martial arts? ”

At this moment, seeing that one of the leading lamas could not help Shuang'er, all the lamas became restless, as if they had lost their patience and wanted to rush up.

"Abbot, stinky boy, so you are determined not to hand over anyone?" The other leading lama had an ugly face and said coldly to Wei Xiaobao and the others.

"Hmph, how are you doing? Do you want to rely on the strength of the crowd?" Wei Xiaobao did not show weakness.

Master Abbot clasped his hands together and was silent.

Seeing that things had come to this point, the great lama could be said to have torn his face, and he was no longer hiding at the moment. His face showed a hideousness, and he suddenly shouted: "What if there are many people? Everyone goes up together, the monk doesn't hand over people, we will wash the Qingliang Temple in blood today and kill it!"

"Rush, rush, kill!"

A group of lamas immediately rushed up and rushed towards Wei Xiaobao and the monks of Qingliang Temple.

The entire top of Wutai Mountain, outside the Qingliang Temple, was full of lamas, not to mention five or six hundred people, and under the loss of patience at this moment, one by one they pounced out with fierce and hideous faces, and the momentum was not small.

"Shuang'er, come back!" Wei Xiaobao was not afraid, and suddenly shouted at Shuang'er.

Shuang'er was very obedient, as soon as he heard Wei Xiaobao's call, he jumped his body, performed light body kung fu, and came to Wei Xiaobao's side, solemnly on guard.

"This is a catastrophe that Qingliang Temple has never had, and all the disciples fought against the strong enemy with the old man. The old abbot was helpless, screamed, and was about to make a move.

Wei Xiaobao suddenly grabbed him and said solemnly: "Master Abbot, you let all the disciples retreat into Qingliang Temple, I have my own way to deal with them." ”

"But?" the abbot looked at Wei Xiaobao in disbelief, his face anxious.

Seeing him like this, Wei Xiaobao had no choice but to say: "If my method doesn't work, it's not too late for the abbot to lead the monks out!" In the end, under the order of the abbot and the old monk, many monks retreated into Qingliang Temple in confusion, but the abbot stayed and looked at Wei Xiaobao.

"Hahaha, stinky boy, old bald donkey, are you scared away from the people of Qingliang Temple?"

Wei Xiaobao narrowed his eyes and said, "Who is more powerful than others?" He took out a small firework bomb from his sleeve, blew it off, and began to ignite it

Wutai Mountain, halfway up the mountain.

A large number of officers and men were armed with bows and arrows, knives and guns, and other weapons, waiting for orders. And in the center of the official guard, there was a military general with a grim face, and beside him, there was a slightly fat prefect in person. The two waited solemnly, focusing on the mountain. Suddenly there were bursts of shouts and angry scolding, and everyone could hear them clearly.

"Lord Prefect, there is a fight on the mountain, do you want the last general to lead the troops to rush up immediately, my lord, you are waiting here!" When he said this, he also expected that the prefect was greedy for life and afraid of death, and he was very sorry for his life, so he must not have the courage to go up the mountain. Therefore, he opened his mouth like this, and he also wanted to give the other party a step down.

However, the prefect looked at the general, his face was awe-inspiring, and he said solemnly: "The general's words are wrong, and it is the joint duty of the government and the general to arrest the thieves, how can I escape from the battle?" In my opinion, I immediately climbed the mountain quietly, trying not to let the thieves find us, and when I saw the signal of the Lord Qincha, we swarmed up. ”

"Uh! The general glanced at the prefect with a strange expression, and immediately ordered. At that moment, a group of officers and soldiers quickly climbed the mountain, as if silently.

That is, the prefect took the lead, led the officers and soldiers, approached the top of the mountain, and when he wanted to look inside through many lamas, Wei Xiaobao had already lit a signal flare here.