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"Of course it's to go in and kowtow to him and burn incense!" said Hanako.

"Do you have any incense money?" asked Miaozhu again.

"Yes!" said Hanako, bowing his head, taking off the broken boot that had not shown his toe on his right foot, and immediately Lao Miaozhu smelled a very disgusting smell of his feet, so he squinted at Hanako with even more disgust. But then, his eyes lit up again, for Hanako poured out a dozen copper coins from the broken boot, and with a thud they all poured down to the ground like a waterfall.

"Is there enough incense money for one time?" Hanako asked coldly as she looked at the old temple zhu.

The old temple was overjoyed, just like the old cat saw the fish, and suddenly pounced on the copper coin on the ground, "Enough," he said excitedly, "enough, enough!"

So, Hanako put on her broken boots again, and walked towards the temple gate, "Ah!" he couldn't help but cry out with emotion as he entered the door, "pour out these stinky things, the whole body is as light as a swallow, why didn't I think of it before!"

When the old temple Zhu picked up the copper coins from the mud one by one, he raised his head, but found that the sun had set, and at that moment, the old man's face was also stunned with a trace of sadness. For when he stooped down to collect the money, the sun was still shining golden on the mountain, and at this moment there was only a blood-red sunset, which was fading and turning into a dead cloud!

However, just as he withdrew his gaze from afar, he suddenly noticed that on the left side of the road, there was a person holding a long sword wrapped in yellow brocade in his hand, and he walked listlessly step by step. So, the old temple said this sentence in a low, rapid and continuous voice, as if talking to himself:

"Coming, coming, coming, coming!"

"Donor, are you here to burn incense and worship the Bodhisattva?" When the man approached, stopped, and looked intently at the Cowherd Temple, the old temple Zhu asked him.

This man was tall and healthy, with thin eyebrows and long eyes, and wore a royal blue robe, but his face, which had always been smiling, was now like a bitter melon, and was full of sad knots. He looked at the three words "Cowherd Temple" on the temple door, sighed deeply for a long time, and asked abruptly, "Is there anyone inside?"

"Yes!" the old temple looked at each other's faces fixedly, and then added, "There are people, and there are ghosts!"

Therefore, the middle-aged man holding the sword withdrew his eyes sadly, looked at this old temple with a sad look, and asked again after a long time: "Is Mr. Tu's dart head inside?"

"I didn't know what you were talking about was the head of Mr. Tu," the other party glanced at him disdainfully, and said coldly, "You want to find someone, go in and see it yourself!"

"Okay! Thank you. As he spoke, the man walked past the old temple with his sword in his hand.

But just as he was about to step into the threshold of the temple gate, he suddenly jumped up from behind the two stone lions, like pheasants startled by pedestrians on the side of the road, and swung the shining steel knife in his hand at the man who was about to step into the threshold.

Fortunately, the man holding the sword was not slow to react, and before the people who sprang up from behind the stone lions on both sides - the steel knives in their hands slashed, this person had already jumped up in the air, and turned back, and returned to the main road in front of the temple gate.

"Friend," he said to the two of them, "I brought the Evil Sword, you can let Mr. Tu come out and speak!"

At this moment, he suddenly felt a chilling murderous aura coming behind him, so he stepped on the ground with both feet, flew up, and the whole person jumped onto the roof of the Cowherd Temple like a flea. When he landed on the roof and looked back, he found that the person who came out from behind the paper plaster stove on the side of the road and attacked him just now was Tu Dahu, the chief dart head of Dongyue's first dart game.

He still had a pair of sharp short knives in his hands, and laughed, "Master Wen," he said, pointing to the people on the roof, "You are really in a hurry, and you are finally here!"

"Mr. Tu!" Wen Qiang said, "We live in the same town, and there is no injustice or hatred, why do you want to be so vicious, harm me, and kill me everywhere?"

The other party laughed again, "Master Wen," he said, "haven't you heard such a sentence?"

"That sentence?"

"People can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes!" Tu Dahu said, "I won't tell you, Master Wen! This time, as long as it is anyone and anything related to Nanjian, our Kyushu faction will be wiped out." You can't blame me for this, if you want to blame you, blame that nosy Nanjian!"

"I also know that you are not fuel-efficient lamps!" Wen Qiang said, "So, didn't I bring the Evil Sword as you requested?"

"Oh!" Tu Dahu asked in surprise, "The sword you are holding in your hand wrapped in yellow brocade is the sword of evil punishment?"

"Yes. ”

"Throw it over to me and I'll see?"

"Not yet!" Wen Qiang said, "I have to make sure that my child is safe before I can hand it over to you." ”

"Don't worry!" Tu Dahu said with a smile, "Gao Tu, Ling Sheng and Ling Ai have taken good care of them, you can rest assured of this." ”

"There is no basis for words!"

"Okay!" Tu Dahu said again, "Then you come down and follow me into the temple to see." He also instructed the old Miao Zhu, who was holding a handful of copper wires in his hand, and said, "Miao Zhu, go in and put the lights on your palm, we have to talk about things." ”

"Okay!" So the old temple blessed walked in with a handful of copper coins with foot in his hand, and in a short time the lights were brightly lit.

At this moment, Cangshan has fallen into a dark dusk, and there is neither a new moon nor a little starlight in the sky tonight, but only a bleak wind and dark clouds, as if the world is shrouded in a bad omen!

As soon as he stepped into the temple gate, Wen Qiang saw five swordsmen coming out from behind the Bodhisattva's golden body, three of them were swordsmen, pushing the three children who were tied their hands backwards with knives, and the other two swordsmen were pushing Wen Qiang's apprentice with their hands tied behind their backs.

As soon as the children saw their father, they cried out, "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!"

And the apprentice was full of guilt when he saw the master, "Master," he cried out sadly, "Ah Long is useless, he didn't take a good look at the junior brothers and sisters!"

But Wen Qiang was very calm, "Ah Long, good apprentice!" He sighed leisurely and said, "It's none of your business, you have done your best, you are good, you are my good apprentice!"

"Don't talk nonsense!" At this time, Tu Dahu suddenly said, "Okay, now that you have seen the person, quickly bring the evil sword!"

"Don't worry!" Wen Qiang said, "Since I have already brought the Evil Sword, I will definitely hand it over to you." But ......"

"But what!" Before he could finish speaking, the other party had already asked him angrily, "I warn you, don't get an inch!" (To be continued.) )