Chapter Eighty-Five: Planting Blame

Look, it's another shopkeeper, from an old guest room door, screaming and flying straight out, crashing into Bai Wenyu who just stepped into the backyard, the strength is also very strong, the momentum is amazing, if it hits the ground, the shopkeeper will not die and will shed his skin. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info Then, a stiff Chinese dialect came from the same as a broken gong: "Ma Bo (Ba) Lamb, actually used the food to feed the pigs to coax the old monk!

Bai Wenyu's eyes were quick, he stretched out his hand and gently lifted it, and the shopkeeper stood at the gate of the courtyard steadily, and said softly: "Be careful!" - This scene happened to be seen by Wang Qi, who came later, and couldn't help opening his mouth wide, imagining that he had never done it so easily, and he was inexplicably happy and relieved. And Bai Wenyu saved people, but he just instinctively made a move, completely forgetting to disguise himself, and when he woke up, it was too late.

He glanced at Wang Qi behind him with some annoyance, and followed behind Xiao Er with him helplessly, walked towards his room, bound to pass by the murderous and scolding room, and heard a slight "Huh", suddenly, a slight dizziness in his mind hit, and a few vague shadows appeared in front of him. The intuition is a little dangerous, immediately exercise for a week, the Lingtai instantly cleared, turned his head to look at the room that emitted a gloomy atmosphere, only to see a big-headed monk, sitting alone on the cold kang mat, muttering something with his eyes closed, guessing that it was this monk who was harming people with evil magic, he hated to make Yin Zhao harm people the most in his life, and he couldn't control his negative emotions, anyway, his martial arts had been exposed, his face changed, and he stood outside the door and said indifferently: "Master is a master outside the party, why use crooked and evil techniques to harm the world?"

The monk opened a pair of gloomy fierce eyes in shock, hiding a trace of surprise, it turned out that he saw Bai Wenyu stretching out his hand to meddle in things, and evil rose from the side of his guts, so he used extraterritorial evil magic to harm others. Unexpectedly, the stunt that has always been used by the Central Plains people to catch it unexpectedly failed. He was depressed and unconvinced, and shouted in a strange voice: "Mao boy, what are you? I want you to be nosy! Look at the palm!" Before the words fell, he jumped up and opened his palm, which was as big as a fan, and "whew" when his chest was split, and the strength was fierce, and he had the goal of killing people.

Bai Wenyu didn't want to fight with others, he just wanted to count the monks and finish the matter with a few words. I didn't think about it, the monk didn't know what to do, he insidiously attacked and hurt people's lives while talking, he was angry, he wanted to give him a good look, he didn't avoid it, raised his palm with seven layers of heavenly true power, and he could touch the opponent's strength, and suddenly leaned around, led outward, and drew an invisible arc, the monk had a round body, and inexplicably deviated from the momentum of the attack, and there was nowhere to take off, "boom", and fell in front of Wang Qi at the gate of the courtyard, and couldn't help but snort for a while.

At this time, the monk was really ashamed and angry, and he didn't think about it deeply, he turned over and jumped up impulsively, and roared angrily: "Good boy, you dare to insult my Master Heijia, this clan will fight with you!"

"Get out of the way!" Wang Qijun's face changed color, and he shouted out the move of the feudal monk in shock, and he felt that this kid actually knew the origin of this domain, and he couldn't leave here with his life!

Bai Wenyu couldn't imagine that the monk was so ignorant, and he had a vicious temperament, he had a vigilant heart in his chest, and proudly did not dodge or dodge, and his two palms, which became as white as jade, crossed and waved forward with lightning, so that he could catch the "blood handprint of the Western Regions", "Boom! Two loud noises sounded in the Fusheng Inn, which made the doors and windows of the house tremble, as if a strong earthquake had occurred in the distance. Then, a fat ochre-colored body flew upside down in the air, instantly fell to the ground heavily, let out a muffled snort, and struggled to stand up on all fours, but unfortunately it was powerless, or Bai Wenyu walked over, pointed at the chest of the monk, and then pulled the person upside down, retreated and shouted: "I don't care about you this time, if you do evil again, Hugh blame will be ruthless! Let's go, go to another place to stay in a hotel!"

Master Heijia couldn't imagine that this kid was young, but his martial arts were unfathomable, and he would beat himself to the point of no power to fight back with one move, and his heart was already afraid of fear, and he thought that his life was over, where would he dare to take revenge again?

"Hmph, I am in the middle of the smell, but he is just a nameless person in the rivers and lakes, waiting for him to come at any time!" Bai Wenyu said coldly, I am not familiar with you, so naturally I will not tell him my true identity.

Master Heijia also said what he said, got Bai Wenyu's name, took the opportunity to run out of the inn with a smoke, and even forgot to take his bags and packages, or the shopkeeper who was beaten, ran into the room, picked up some strange things, and chased them out, as for whether he could catch up, there is no way to know.

There is no lack of martial arts masters living in the inn, unexpectedly witnessed a young young scholar, with a stunt is also a sigh of self-praise, where do people dare to cause trouble in the inn, more or less will be the rivers and lakes wild spirit converged, whether it is the store guys and guests, are friendly to each other, less weekdays a lot of quarrels and contradictions, the store is all surprised, all happy, straight to the great mercy of the Guanyin Bodhisattva, bless Wen Bai Shaoxia long life 100 years old, great fortune and great wealth!

In recent days, in this eventful Luoyang City, the Fusheng Inn is really a blessing, because Bai Wenyu angrily punished the monk Heijia, which is the quietest and most peaceful inn in the city.

On the night of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, it is full of strong festival fireworks, waving dragon lantern lions, accompanied by earth-shattering gongs, drums and suona, as well as the continuous crackling sound of firecrackers, and the cheers of men, women and children, congratulating each other on sending off the New Year, but also the atmosphere of slaughter over Luoyang City has been diluted, and temporarily forgetting the bloody tragedies that have occurred in the city in recent days, as well as the upcoming greater battles in the rivers and lakes.

After all, the world is not a prosperous era, when the reluctant festival gunpowder smell gradually disappeared in the cold night, the colorful lights in Luoyang City also extinguished the charming brilliance, the breath of slaughter and sorrow and mist came to the ancient capital of the thirteen dynasties again, making people depressed and confused!

Winter is coming, but the cold of winter is still not abated in the slightest. The little crescent moon in the sky was half-drooping, covered with misty mist, pale and weak, like a terminally ill creature, weakened and unable to move, staying in the primordial that appeared for a long time, as if it had an infinitely miserable heart, forgetting where he was and his duty!

Bai Wenyu was lying on the bed, staring at the roof, at a loss, not knowing how to start investigating the impostor tomorrow, the night was already deep, and he couldn't sleep for a long time.

At the third watch, he was just a little sleepy, and he was awakened by the sound of clothes on the roof, and without thinking, he turned over and got up, and quietly peeked out through a thin crack in the door. Under the faint oil light, a man in black clothes jumped off the roof, came to the door of the opposite room, and tapped a few times regularly. After a while, the closed door slowly opened, and a middle-aged man in the same dress came out, and the outsider muttered a few words in his ear, and the man went back to the house with his weapon on his back, flashed out of the house, closed the door, and the two of them ran towards the outer wall of the inn one after the other. Then, several more figures followed.

Bai Wenyu waited for a while, and felt that no one had appeared, and was about to open the door. Unexpectedly, there was a faint sound of Suosuo's clothes in his ears, Bai Wenyu was startled, and saw a white shadow standing in the courtyard, glanced back at Bai Wenyu's room, saw that there was no movement, and felt a little annoyed in his heart, stomped his foot lightly, gritted his teeth, and floated away on the courtyard wall.

When the white shadow turned around, Bai Wenyu had already seen that it was the handsome scholar who claimed to be Wang Qi. When his figure disappeared and Bai Wenyu was sure that no one would appear again, he opened the door lightly, and with a force on the soles of his feet, the person passed away like a ghost outside the courtyard wall. In this direction, it is the White Horse Temple on the north bank of Luoshui in the east of the city.

White Horse Temple, which is very famous among Chinese Buddhist monasteries, is said to have been said that Emperor Ming of the Eastern Han Dynasty accidentally dreamed of a golden man one night, with a circle of flickering white light above his head. Therefore, he sent the envoy Cai Su and other 18 people to the Western Regions to seek Buddhism, in the Yueshi (near the city of Konduz in northeastern Afghanistan) met from Tianzhu Jiaye Morteng and Zhu Falan, in the tenth year of Yongping (67 AD), with a white horse to carry the sutra statue back to Luoyang, in the second year to imitate the Buddhist temple of Tianzhu to build a temple. And because of the Tianzhu monks, with the white horse carrying the scripture image, so named "White Horse Temple", since then China has a Buddhist temple. However, after several ruins and reconstruction, it is no longer the "White Horse Temple" that built a temple for the first time.

In the era of this book, after the seizure of the door, the change of dynasty, but it is the emphasis on Confucianism and light on Buddhism, coupled with the continuous wars, serious land annexation, the rise of displaced people, the rampant thieves in the world, and Luoyang, as an ancient capital city that has been abandoned for hundreds of years, has no longer lost the glory of the past years, and the White Horse Temple has also withered and decayed one after another, and the incense has been cut off repeatedly. Fortunately, the dilapidated temple, and now there are a few old and weak monks who have nowhere to go, which makes this place still have a trace of interest. It's a pity that just these sick and disabled old monks were also killed by people tonight when the moon was dark and the wind was high, and their souls returned to the sky, which is a pity and a pathetic!

Just after the third watch, a white figure, like a ghost, shot out of the Qiyun Pagoda outside the temple without a trace, rushed into the mountain gate, fell, tiptoe to the top of the tomb of Jiaye Morteng in the temple, climbed a tall pomegranate tree, and then jumped, agilely from a dilapidated wooden window, flew into the dark Buddha hall.

As soon as the white figure entered, more than a dozen torches were immediately lit inside, reflecting more than 30 monks, laymen, and Taoist martial arts people, men, women, and children, with extraordinary bearing. In a flash, the white-clothed people who had entered the hall were already surrounded in the middle, and some of them shouted loudly: "Heavenly Demon Absolute Bai Wenyu, now your time of death has arrived!"

Under the light of the smoky torches, the figure in white was carrying an antique and gorgeous sword, with a handsome face that was pale and weak, and his face was stiff, vaguely similar to Bai Wenyu, and his figure was also tall and arrogant, but his temperament was very different.

The young man in white was in danger, as if he already knew what was going on, he was not afraid at all, he was calm as constant, and said coldly and arrogantly: "Who are you? It is not so easy to find trouble with my 'Heavenly Peerless Hero' Bai Wenyu!

These domineering words angered the martial arts heroes, and most of them were angry, and they quickly dispatched troops and rushed forward without being able to hold their breath. A Sanqing Quanguan Taoist priest with a red spike sword on his back separated the people who stood in the way with an indifferent expression, stood up and shouted: "Bold and crazy thief, half a month ago, he broke into my Wudang without authorization, and brazenly stole the sword of 'Qingping', the treasure of his own Zhenshan, and now he dares to blatantly carry it on his back! Quickly return the poor road, and everything will be stopped, otherwise Hugh blames the sect for ignoring the morality of the lake and wanting to kill it and seize the sword!"

That "Bai Wenyu" was expressionless, sneered in his heart, put his hands behind his back, stared at the Taoist priest gloomily, and said lightly: "Oh, it turned out to be the junior brother of the head of Wudang, Yunxu Daoist, Yun and Niubi. Why, your senior brother didn't come? Don't you want the treasure of your sect? Oh, there is also the Shaolin Dharma Hall Master Huisheng Vulture Thief, probably here to ask for the original sacred text of the Buddhist family, the Diamond Sutra. Hey, the new head of the Qingcheng faction, Zhiji Dao Chief, personally controls it, I don't know what has to do with the contempt? Tsk, the second elder Jin Mu of the Tianshan faction is also here, my God, and Chang Daqi of the Changbai faction's 'Buddha Face Thousand Hands'! Well, this must be Su Huishan, the 'King of Mountains and Forests', the big boss of Qionglai and Jinshan, what are you looking for?"

Everyone was surprised, they couldn't imagine that this guy was so well-informed, even the two elders of Tianshan Jinmu and Changbai Thousand-faced Buddha's hand Chang Daqi, who rarely stepped into the Central Plains, also knew.

The new head of the Qingcheng faction, the wise and Taoist chief, said resentfully: "Demon, you conspired to kill the old head of the sect, instigated the three thieves of the 'Frost and Cold Sword' and the scum of the martial arts 'Dwarf Ancestor Junding' to kill my Qingcheng faction and destroy my Qingcheng Taoist Temple! This faction and you will not stand on the same side, and the blood debt will be repaid!"

The "Bai Wenyu" was confused when he heard it, but the more he heard in his heart that Bai Wenyu had "scourged" the rivers and lakes, the happier he became, so that he didn't have to work hard to get his purpose on it, and the task would be completed. He shrugged his shoulders noncommittally and turned his eyes contemptuously at the Second Elder Jin Mu of the Tianshan Mountains and Chang Daqi of the Changbai Sect.

Elder Zhimu, the second elder of the Tianshan Jinmu Mountain, looked up at the sky and didn't look at each other, but the elder Jin looked at a pair of old eyes slightly, and said unhurriedly: "Old man and brothers, I heard that Your Excellency is unashamed to fight all over the world, and you want to set foot in the Dragon Palace of the Sect and the Ten Thousand Years Hall of the Changbai Sect! Therefore, the old man and the Chang Brother traveled thousands of miles to the Central Plains to see who Your Excellency is, so you look down on my Tianshan Sect and the Changbai Sect!

That "Bai Wenyu" was full of disdain, and he still sneered in his heart, as if he didn't look down on Tianshan and Changbai at all, as if he only needed to stretch out a finger and poke it little by little, what Dragon Palace and Wannian Hall were like paper paste, and they became tattered.

Su Huishan, the big boss of Qionglai Jiajin Mountain, couldn't get used to this kid's arrogant virtue, and was impatient with the audience to have a confrontation, Gu Zichong poked his fingers and scolded: "Dog thief, the methods of ** are too vicious! Outside Yazhou City, you don't count if you hurt Lao Tzu's brother, but also null his skills, are you human? Fuck, if Lao Tzu doesn't avenge this blood vendetta, he won't be surnamed Su!