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That night, Hua Tielu slept in the stable, and Lan Fu explained to him with a cold face the matters to be paid attention to at night.

Hua Tielu casually agreed "uh-huh" while picking up a clean place in the stable to lay on the floor.

The more Lan Fu looked at it, the more angry he became, and he just wanted to scold this disobedient little ruffian who didn't know what to do, and something incredible happened.

The jujube red horse, which originally firmly occupied most of the stable, suddenly turned around with low eyebrows and eyes, and turned around, with his butt facing outward and his head inward, just like a child who made a mistake, obediently facing the wall at the foot of the wall, and gave up all the huge stables to Hua Tielu.

Lan Fu's eyes have been bulging all day, and they are almost protruding at this moment, and he can't believe that the arrogant and domineering jujube red horse in the past can also pretend to be a grandson, and he doesn't even dare to snort when he shrinks at the foot of the wall, as if he is afraid of alarming Hua Tielu.

Hua Tielu lay down with his back to the sky, snapped his fingers lazily, and beckoned, "Come here!"

The red horse cautiously moved back, retreated in front of Hua Tielu, knelt down and gently shook the long horse's tail on his hind legs, and drove away the mosquitoes and fleas in the stable for him.

At this moment, Lan Fu, who had been focusing on raising horses for thirty years, suddenly shattered his powerful heart like glass, and almost knelt down in front of Hua Tielu like a red horse.

"Y-That's how you did that?" he asked, blushing and stammering.

"Want to know Lu Dao?" Hua Tielu stretched out his hand in the quilt and spread it out in front of Lan Fu: "One or two silver." ”

Lan Fu was stunned for a moment, and said angrily: "Bastard, you actually dare to call the baby of the horse master as a girl, see if Lao Tzu doesn't beat you to death!" waved a big slap like a fan and slammed it down on Hua Tielu's buttocks.

Hua Tielu opened his round eyes and said angrily: "Niang Xipi, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will teach it how to hang itself tonight?!"

Lan Fu was dumbfounded, retracted his slap and glared at Hua Tielu's nostrils, and suddenly untied the reins tied to the neck of the jujube red horse without a sound, and hugged all the tools in the stable that seemed to be able to be used for hanging, and smiled with a sigh of relief: "Stinky boy, what other tricks do you have?"

Hua Tielu smiled disdainfully, and slowly pulled out a trouser belt from the bed.

Lan Fu rushed over without saying a word, snatched his belt from his trousers and turned his head to leave.

Hua Tielu hurriedly said: "Boss Malan, give me back your trouser belt quickly, otherwise tomorrow Lao Tzu will teach you to strip naked and run the whole field!"

Lan Fu Ha said with a smile: "Mother, do you think Lao Tzu is scared? Serve the jujube red horse well, if it has three long and two short, Lao Tzu will twist the mallet in your crotch into a twist!"

Hua Tielu looked at Lan Fu's distant back, the anger on his face disappeared cleanly, and a mysterious evil smile appeared on his lips.

Lan Fu walked out of the stable with a large pile of stable supplies and a confiscated trouser belt in his arms, and looked at it by the moonlight, and the belt turned out to be bright red, exactly the same color as his own.

He smiled and scolded: "Little rabbit cub, there is actually a red root, do you want to learn from Lao Tzu to celebrate the natal year?"

Suddenly, his smile froze on his swarthy face, and he turned over and over to look at the red belt in his hand, and then leaned under his nose uncertainly and sniffed vigorously.

That's right, there's a familiar smell of horse-sao on it.

Suddenly, he felt a gust of night wind blowing, and his lower body was indescribably cool and comfortable.

He froze down, lowered his head and slowly looked under his crotch, and let out an earth-shattering roar that resounded through the night sky: "Hua Tielu, you dare to steal Lao Tzu's trouser belt——"

In the darkness, the figures flashed, and several guards of the Pony Mansion who were patrolling the night rushed to the scene of the accident, but they were shocked to see Lan Fu holding a large pile of various ropes, straps, and sleeves in his hands...... Standing naked in the courtyard, the waistband of his pants slid straight to his feet.

In the stable, Hua Tielu covered his ears, yawned and said to the red horse: "Lao Tzu sleep for a while, you are obediently not allowed to go next door to find the mare." Otherwise, Lao Tzu will let Xiao Hei come out and bite you. ”

The jujube red horse was obviously frightened by the nine-headed monster that suddenly jumped out of Hua Tielu's body, and hurriedly shook his head and tail, fanning the wind and fanning the fan more and more.

Hua Tielu closed his eyes, lay down in the bed, slowly concentrated and used the star qi around his body, and gradually adjusted his physical condition to the best state.

Yesterday, he had already received a deposit of 25,000 taels from Liu Xingyu. He still has this kind of professional ethics by taking people's money and eliminating disasters from people.

Therefore, Hua Tielu plans to go to the White Horse Temple tonight to see if there is a chance to get Liu Xingyu and his father out of prison.

Gradually, the entire Luoyang City was immersed in a quiet dreamland, and the horses were silent in the mansion, only the rustling footsteps of the night guards were soft.

Hua Tielu slowly woke up, slapped the ****** of the jujube red horse, and scolded in a low voice: "Get out, do you really think that Lao Tzu is like you, and likes to live under the crotch?"

The jujube red horse turned its head and neighed softly, flattering Hua Tielu, and stood back in the corner of the wall.

Hua Tielu got up and listened to the movements around him, and after making sure that there was no one nearby, he sneaked out of the Horse Mansion.

Luoyang City was quiet in the dead of night, and the streets were empty and there was not a single pedestrian in sight. There was a sound of beating in the distance, and it was time to listen carefully.

Hua Tielu walked all the way against the wind, flew out of Luoyang City unconsciously, and saw an ancient temple hidden in the depths of the verdant forest more than ten miles to the east, because the shadow was enough at night, only a few lights flickered.

Hua Tielu froze in the forest, and it was Diao Xiaosi who restored his original appearance.

With the help of the cover of grass, trees and stones, he quietly approached the White Horse Temple in the night.

Today's White Horse Temple is like a separate courtyard of Emei Ci'en Temple in Luoyang, which is personally led by Master Dongding, one of the four great monks. In the eyes of good men and women, this may just be a temple to pray to God and worship Buddha, burn incense and make wishes, but in Diao Xiaosi's heart, it is no less than Longtan Tiger's Den.

He hid behind the bushes, stared at Xu for a moment, and only felt that the temple was heavily guarded, and he couldn't help but retreat in his heart, but for the reward of 50,000 taels of gold, he finally decided to give it a try.

He went around to a secluded place, jumped over the wall and floated down to the White Horse Temple, and the temple scene within a radius of thirty zhang immediately appeared on the spiritual platform, even a small grass was delicate and clear.

Diao Xiao waited in the canopy of a dense ancient tree for a while, and the wind suddenly "whirred" in the dark night, and two middle-aged monks from Emei Ci'en Temple flashed away from under the tree, quickly blending into the deep night.

If he hadn't stayed on the tree for a while, but had walked straight ahead, he would most likely have bumped into these two monks. And in the entire White Horse Temple, I don't know how many monks like this are still watching.

Diao Xiaosi was secretly surprised, even if there was an old monk from Dongding living in the White Horse Temple, the Emei Ci'en Temple would not be able to commit ten steps, one post, five steps, and one sentry, just like facing a great enemy, right? If it was because there was still a boss of the Luoyang gang in the temple, it would be even more funny for fear that there would be a fellow party who would rob the prison and rescue him. Without the big and small monks in the temple, the old monk of Dongding can hold a large piece of death with his fingers.

He slid down the tree trunk silently, carefully avoiding the two black filaments hidden in the grass, and cast the Thirty-six Heavenly Gang Body Method like a meteor passing through the sky and mercury pouring into the ground, always one step ahead of the various institutional prohibitions in the temple and the hidden stakes of the open post and the hidden pile, and came to a remote courtyard.

Diao Xiaosi's feet will step into this courtyard, and he will immediately feel the feeling and shake his body and lie low under the eaves.

The compound is not large and unguarded, making it one of the weaker defenses in the White Horse Temple.

It was pitch black in the houses on three sides, and the faint sound of breathing could be faintly heard, and there were twenty or thirty people meditating and cultivating in the three houses.

Judging from the rhythm of these people's breathing and the thickness of their breath, they are all young disciples who have just started, and they are similar to the ordinary dart masters who knew how to pass the dart game back then.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the courtyard, and a little monk walked in with a lantern, and the other hand was still carrying a food box, as if he had just delivered a supper to someone.

Diao Xiaosi's figure suddenly turned into a light smoke, bullied the little monk's back, and patted him lightly on his big vertebral point.

Without waiting to fall to the ground, he reached out and grabbed the little monk under his armpit, gently pulled himself up with his toes, and flew outside the courtyard. The whole process was done in one go, without making the slightest sound, and everyone in the house was unconscious.

Diao Xiaosi threw the little monk into the grass pile behind the courtyard, first snatched the food box and turned it over, found a few pastries and stuffed them into his mouth to cushion his stomach, and then slapped his dumb hole and said, "What's your name?"

The little monk never dreamed that disaster would fall from the sky, and someone would dare to sneak into the White Horse Temple, didn't he know that Master Dongding, one of the four great monks of the Temple of Mercy and Grace, was in the temple at the moment?

He looked at Diao Xiaosi in disbelief, and replied with a slight trembling voice: "Little monk's number...... TD. ”

Diao Xiaosi turned out the bowl of red bean lotus soup again, and said, "Well, you are the little apprentice grandson of the old thief of Dongding?"

Daoming's eyes are straight, the old thief is bald?

Since the empty tripod monk and the golden tripod monk have passed away, only two of the four holy monks of the Temple of Mercy and Grace remain. The current abbot, Master Yuding, retreats to comprehend the supreme great nirvana, and basically ignores the world. Therefore, now the secular affairs of the Temple of Mercy and Grace are handled by Master Dongding, who seems to be the first powerful person in the temple, and is respected as a god by the monks of the temple.

Diao Xiaosi drank the red bean lotus soup and asked, "This supper is for the old thief?" Hey, he is quite good at maintenance!"

Daoming was stunned, and it took a long time to realize that the thief was concerned about Master Dongding's supper, and shook his head and said, "This is for the guest, but he didn't eat a bite, so the ancestor asked me to bring it back." ”

He looked at the empty food box and couldn't help but swallow. These snacks were originally planned to be brought back and secretly shared with a few senior brothers who were good friends, but they didn't catch half of them, and they all fell into the thieves' mouths.

I heard the thief curious: "The old thief of Dongding has invited a guest, do you know who he is?"