Although Gao Zhuqing's body was shaking, his hand was at least stable and could still hold the dagger. At this time, four big men had already come out of the wing room of the temple, and they rushed to the front of Han Yue for the first time, staring at him deadly. Gao Zhuqing sneered: "It seems that you don't plan to ask for the name of this little monk." ”

Han Yue looked at him in embarrassment, and then looked at the Fazhen in his hand, and now it seemed that he was facing a dilemma again.

"I'm counting one, two, three. One,"

Gao Zhuqing said loudly, but the Fazhen in his hand was open to his eyes at the moment, not quite sure what was going on, but when he saw the dagger approaching him, he instinctively felt the approach of death, and could only gently recite the Buddha's name in his heart.

"Two,"

The powerful pressure brought by the dagger and the four big men around him, Han Yue's eyes were already full of anger, and his low and suppressed voice sounded before Gao Zhuqing had time to shout three.

"Wait. ”

Han Yue showed the knife in his hand, and in front of Gao Zhuqing, he gently turned the blade in one hand, and the hard blade broke into two pieces and fell to the ground.

"You're a smart man. ”

Gao Zhuqing slowly removed the dagger in his hand, looked at Han Yue with a flickering expression, and continued: "Now you still need to promise me one more thing. ”

"What's the matter?" said Hanyue frowned.

Gao Zhuqing's eyes slanted, and the four big men immediately rushed forward, and the person who walked first had already punched his fist at Han Yue, who just wanted to take it away.

"You can't hide, and you can't fight back. Gao Zhuqing sneered.

Tong!

Hanyue touched his nose, blood flowed down his nostrils, and Hanyue smiled bitterly in his heart, he hadn't been beaten for a long time. Ever since he vowed to defend his life with his fists, he has decided that he will never be bullied by others again in this life.

A succession of punches knocked Han Yue to the point that his nose and face were swollen, and a sudden kick kicked Han Yue to the ground. Gao Zhuqing laughed, and the hatred that was threatened by Han Yue just now suddenly spit out.

"It turns out that this is the famous Young Master Yue, but now he is lying on the ground like a dog. ”

Hanyue only felt that all the bones in his body were crushed now, he must be very embarrassed now, Hanyue struggled to stand up from the ground, "Now, should you let go of the child in your hand?"

"No!" Gao Zhuqing vetoed.

Han Yue's complexion changed, and she looked at Gao Zhuqing with sharp eyes. The killing intent had spread throughout his body. Gao Zhuqing's voice sounded again, "Young Master Yue still needs to do one last thing for you. ”

"What's the matter?"

"Let's tie you up, and then use your life to repay the life of the little monk, this sale is not a loss for Young Master Yue. Gao Zhuqing said and pressed the dagger to Fa Zhen's throat.

"Amitabha!" a Buddha horn sounded from behind.

Gao Zhuqing turned his head, and the person who came was the master who chanted the scriptures in the temple before. No one noticed that he had already walked in front of Gao Zhuqing. Seeing this person, Gao Zhuqing took a few steps back. frowned and said, "Old monk." It's none of your business here, just cool off. ”

"When a willful murderer dies, he will fall into the Infernal Hell, why does the benefactor want to commit evil? The master was still persuading.

"What Infernal Hell, Lao Tzu has killed more people in this life than you have seen, Lao Tzu told you that I came out of hell. Old monk, I advise you not to meddle in your affairs. Gao Zhuqing said.

Fa Zhen in Gao Zhuqing's arms flashed in his eyes when he saw the master. Finally, I couldn't help but speak, "Master, you're here." ”

"Master?" Gao Zhuqing looked at the little monk in his arms and smiled, "It turns out that there are still two masters and apprentices, don't you Buddhists pay attention to the Western Elysium." Now, as long as one of you goes to the Western Elysium first, the other can survive, how about it?"

"Amitabha, as soon as the donor falls into the devil's path, the sea of suffering is boundless, and he turns back to the shore. The master made ten hands and sighed.

"It's all nonsense here, it's a waste of my time!" Gao Zhuqing spat at the mouth, no longer paying attention to the master who was still trying to persuade him, but looked at Han Yue.

Suddenly, a sound of wind hit the back of his head.

Gao Zhuqing turned his head and saw a pair of big hands shrouding his tanzhong, and several big holes on the rooftop, it was the master in the temple, the master of Fazhen. I saw that Gao Zhuqing's eyes were full of horror, and as soon as his lips moved, he was about to say something, but the master's left hand had already hit his acupoint, blood gushed out of his mouth, and Gao Zhuqing collapsed and fell to the ground.

Han Yue also jumped up from the ground at the same time, and the four big men around him didn't even have time to react, and were knocked to the ground by Han Yue's punch alone.

Han Yue patted the dust on his hands, and then walked in front of the master, Gao Zhuqing on the ground had already bled to death at this moment, Han Yue smashed his tongue, he didn't expect the person in front of him to shoot so hard. Han Yue said: "Master, you have killed someone. ”

The master did not speak, but picked up Fa Zhen, no longer looked at the corpse on the ground, and walked alone to the front of the temple, and his voice was heard in mid-air.

"If the Buddha saw today's events, he should also roar angrily. The Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell. ”

Cold Moon doesn't know if there is hell in this world, and she doesn't know if she will go to hell when she dies. But he knows one thing, as long as a person does something that is worthy of his heart and the people around him, he is a hero, a great hero.

Han Yue followed closely and saw that the master had taken Fazhen to the temple gate, the two stood there without moving, the master did not speak, but Fazhen seemed to cry in his eyes. Hanyue felt strange, and just as she was about to step forward, she heard Fa Zhen say, "Master, don't go, don't go, okay?"

The master didn't speak, but turned his gaze to Han Yue, as if he hesitated for a long time, and said, "There is something I want to worry about the donor. ”

Han Yue said, "You want me to help you take care of Fa Zhen?"

The master said, "Not bad. ”

Hanyue said, "Do you know who I am?"

The master's face hesitated slightly, but finally nodded and said, "The donor is the famous son of the capital, known as the unparalleled Young Master of the Cold Moon in the world." ”

Hanyue smiled, "Since I've already told you my name, shouldn't you tell me your name now?"

The master said: "The poor monk is not killed." ”

Han Yue shook her head and asked, "Is it the one standing in front of me who does not kill the monk, or the former left-handed judge, Shen Futu?"

The master glanced at Han Yue, looked up to the sky and sighed and said: I should have known that with your wisdom, Young Master Yue, you would have seen my identity a long time ago. ”

The cold wind outside the window whistled, and the three of them stood here without speaking. (To be continued......)