Ding Cheng thought to himself, could it be his own delusion? This is absolutely impossible! The moment he slapped himself just now, although it was very light, it was so real. Could it be that this person's body method is so fast, even if it is a bird, it is not so fast? It seems that this place is not suitable for a long time, so we have to hurry up and meet Yujiang Long.

Ding Cheng was just about to get up, but he was slapped on the back again. Ding Cheng was shocked again, and when he turned his head suddenly, he saw a white shadow flashing in front of him and running towards another courtyard. Ding Cheng thought to himself, could it be that there is a master who is guiding him? Why don't you go over and have a look.

Ding Cheng followed in which direction. That white shadow was always not far in front of Ding Cheng, so that Ding Cheng could not see it really, but he would not lose it. Finally, the white shadow landed in front of a small building, and disappeared in a flash.

Ding Cheng came to the small building, and through the faint moonlight, he saw that this small building was a Buddhist hall. Ding Cheng wondered, could this bullshit general still believe in Buddhism? It seems that there must be an article here.

Ding Cheng slowly came to the door of the small building and looked inside. It is not big inside, there is a big Buddha in the middle, and the strange thing is that there is a small Buddha statue in front of the big Buddha.

Ding Cheng was just about to step into the house, when suddenly the little Buddha statue moved, and smashed Ding Cheng on the head with an iron rod in his hand. Hey, where is this Buddha statue, this is a true monk. But this monk had a strange face, just like a clay sculpture, sitting there motionless, and the light was very dim at night, so Ding Cheng regarded him as a Buddha statue.

This time it came down too suddenly, Ding Cheng hurriedly jumped back, and he could dodge. The iron rod slashed down from in front of Ding Cheng's face and smashed on the marble floor, causing a burst of sparks. Ding Cheng touched his forehead, if he smashed it on his head this time, would he have his life?

Ding Cheng scolded secretly: You thief bald donkey, you are really insidious, I am not finished with you today. At this time, the monk picked up the stick and smashed it at Ding Cheng again, and the stick whined in the air with the wind.

Ding Cheng saw that the other party was fierce, and he didn't dare to take it hard, so he turned to the side of the monk, and raised his hand to hit the monk's ribs with a palm. The monk's stick fell short and swept towards Ding Cheng.

The two of you went back and forth, and they fought for thirty or forty rounds without a win. Ding Cheng was a little anxious in his heart, this monk's kung fu is good, and it is difficult to win him. It would be bad if the delay was too long and the soldiers patrolling outside were alarmed.

Ding Cheng was in a hurry, so he pulled out the treasure knife he was carrying behind his back and slashed at the monk. The monk saw a cold light flash in front of him, and raised his stick to smash Ding Cheng's treasure knife. Unexpectedly, as soon as the iron rod touched the treasure knife, it was cut off.

The monk was stunned for a moment, his stick was made of stainless steel, and when an ordinary sword touched a stick, it was a gap, and Ding Cheng's blade was not only not damaged at all when it touched the stick, but also cut off his stick. When the monk was stunned, Ding Cheng saw the opportunity to raise his knife and cut off the monk's head.

Ding Cheng raised the knife and saw that there was no blood on the knife, which showed how sharp this knife was. Ding Cheng put the sword back on his back and walked into the Buddhist hall.

The furnishings in the Buddhist hall are extremely simple, you can see through it at a glance, and there is no place to hide people. Ding Cheng went up the stairs to the second floor again, the second floor was empty, and there was nothing.