Murong Longcheng put down the dead monk, and said to the cause: "Knowing that the virtuous brother was imprisoned, I deliberately found a person with a similar figure, and changed his appearance according to the appearance of the virtuous brother back then. ”

Liao Yin sighed: "Brother Lao Longcheng bothered, but with cold iron shackles on his body, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the younger brother to get out." As he spoke, he lifted up his robe, but saw that his waist and feet were shackled with iron rings, and the keyhole was still sealed with lead, which he obviously did not intend to open.

It turned out that over the past few days, he had been locked by these two cold iron chains as thick as children's arms, so every time Ding Yu came to deliver food, he would sit still all the time, in order not to let Ding Yu see through it.

Murong Longcheng shook his head and said: "These monks of Tianlong Temple are really ruthless, fortunately they are fully prepared for their brother, otherwise they will really return in vain." ”

Murong Longcheng took out a wooden box from his arms, which contained a porcelain bottle. He carefully uncorked the bottle and said, "This is the gold liquid that my brother bought from a skilled craftsman in the Western Regions. ”

As he spoke, he dropped a few drops of gold liquid onto a cold iron chain, and in the blink of an eye, the iron chain that could not be cut by the blade of the treasure knife melted like lard in a hot pan. If it was like three times, because the restraints on his body were gone, the feeling of regaining his freedom made him almost scream, but after all, he was a person with a good heart, and he returned to calm in just a moment, and he thanked Murong Longcheng with a message.

Murong Longcheng took off the dead monk's clothes, and on the other hand, he buckled the remaining cold iron chains on the corpse indiscriminately, and said: "I just hate that I didn't get the news as soon as possible, and let the virtuous brother suffer more for all these years." How dare you be a thank you. Brother Xian, this is not a narration place, quickly change clothes, and leave here first. ”

The cause of the removal of the white monk's robe under the moon. Changed into the black monk's robes of a dead monk, and said with a solemn face: "Brother, in this Tianlong Temple, there is also an important person of the younger brother, you have to take him with you, and the younger brother can leave with peace of mind." ”

Murong Longcheng knew his temperament. Knowing that once he made a decision, it would be difficult for others to change it, so he could only say: "Brother Xian just got out, and I am afraid that my body will be a little inconvenient, so I will go with you for my brother." ”

The two of them went out of the room and rushed all the way to the Zen monastery of the miscellaneous monks.

Ding Yu watched the excitement in the main hall in the evening, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. Whether it is a monk of Tianlong Temple or a general of the Murong family. It's much taller than him now, and even if he guesses what big moves will happen tonight, he doesn't want to get involved. So in the evening, as usual, he lay down in bed for an hour and fell asleep.

In the dead of night, there was no movement in the meditation room except for the snoring of the servants in the same room. Dan Ding Yu suddenly woke up from his sleep. It was only because his spiritual sense sensed that two people were approaching him. But no matter how much he listened. The footsteps of the two men could not be heard.

A master! A master above the first-class! Ding Yu was vigilant in his heart, couldn't it be that the killer came? There were actually two people who came, in order to kill a teenager-year-old miscellaneous monk, did they commit it!

Although he is invincible, Ding Yu is not a person who is tied up. He concentrated all his energy on his index finger and secretly sensed the distance of the incoming person.

Three steps, two steps, one step. Finally, a hand was placed on his shoulder, and at this time, Ding Yu turned over and burst out, pointing a finger towards the heart of the visitor.

Ding Yu's finger was too abrupt, and the man didn't have time to dodge at all. Seeing that Ding Yu's fingers were about to touch the key points in his heart, the man's chest suddenly collapsed inward by more than half an inch, just enough to make Ding Yu's fingers fall short. At the same time, with the power of chest compression, the man opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of gangqi, which hit the most acupoint of Ding Yu's forearm hole, stagnation his finger power.

With this momentary stagnation, the man grabbed Ding Yu's veins with his backhand, and a mellow internal force poured in, immediately suppressing Ding Yu's internal force.

Ding Yu sighed secretly "That's it", and was about to be killed, but he heard a voice full of surprise: "Monk Ke, how did you practice a yang finger?"

This voice was very familiar, and Ding Yu immediately recognized it, and the person who came was actually the cause!

When he opened his eyes, the meditation room was pitch black, and he couldn't see the expression of the cause clearly, but neither the tone of his voice nor the internal force that suppressed the veins showed the slightest hostility.

Ding Yu knew at this time that he was probably mistaken, because he was afraid that he was not here to kill him.

So he replied vaguely, "I don't know, but I have practiced according to the master's scriptures without realizing it." ”

"Good!good!good!" was overjoyed by the three praises in a row. But under his agitation, he forgot to use the sound transmission technique, and a little monk who slept lightly turned over in a daze, as if he was about to wake up.

Because of the intimidation, he raised his hand and shot the little monk's sleeping hole with a finger, and then he said to Ding Yu: "Monk, it's too late to say more, follow me quickly!"

Before Ding Yu could ask "where to go", he was carried on his back, and then walked out of the meditation room.

Murong Longcheng and Yin Yi one after the other, just ran to the middle of the Zen courtyard, suddenly heard a Buddha horn, dozens of fierce monks with sticks, jumped in from outside the courtyard wall, surrounded the three of them, and in front of him, an old monk with white beard and white eyebrows, I don't know when he was standing in the courtyard gate.

"Because of this, after so many years of zazen, it still hasn't made you forget the mortal world, and it's a pity. ”

The old monk who spoke, whose Dharma name is Daochen, is the uncle of the abbot, who has reached the realm of a first-class powerhouse decades ago, and now it is even more unfathomable. It's just that Daochen has been practicing in Cangben Temple for some reason, and he appears here for some reason.

Because of the fact that Murong Longcheng's whereabouts were seen through at this time, they simply stopped hiding. Li Yin sneered: "Daochen Master Uncle Ancestor's sentence of 'zazen' gently and skillfully brought me through my years of imprisonment, and I am ashamed of myself as if my cultivation was profound." However, since I, Duan Yingsi, have escaped from the predicament, this word cause has nothing to do with me!"

Daochen shook his head and sighed: "Sure enough, your heart is still unsettled, why do you have to worry about this!"

Duan Yingsi was about to answer, but Murong Longcheng next to him said in a low voice: "Brother Yingsixian, these dozens of monks and soldiers around are mediocre in martial arts, and they will never stop us and others, that old monk is making a plan to delay the army, and he will not be dragged down." I'll go and restrain him, and you break through to the south, and I'll catch up. ”

Although he didn't use the technique of translating sound, his voice was also extremely low, but as soon as he finished speaking, Dao Chen over there replied: "This is the famous star shifting and changing Murong Dragon City benefactor, a good plan to cultivate the plank road and secretly Chen Cang." Ming's stand-in and home will attract the attention of the monks in our temple, and secretly answer the cause. Fortunately, my nephew was cautious, and the flying pigeon sent me a message to me, so that I could ignore the outside movement and just guard this meditation monastery. He said that unless he didn't get out of trouble, he would definitely come here. That's not a chess move. ”

Murong Longcheng had a gloomy face, and was about to face Dao Chen, but was pulled by Duan Yingsi next to him.

I saw Duan Yingsi put down Ding Yu on his back, and said with a long smile: "Wonderful! Wonderful! I said that how could the thief bald man be so kind, and let my child bring me food every day, it turned out that it was not only to calm my heart, but also to hold it in my hand and use it as a handle." Pity my child, as soon as he was born, he became a monk, and his father did not know each other for more than ten years, and he was bullied by the monks in this temple. )

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