Although it was a bit unreasonable to see this place in the mountain temple, it would be barely reasonable if there were no monks guarding it outside.

Huangfu Jingchen looked at the two monks guarding the door and knew that things were not that simple.

Just looking at the sharp thorns on the four walls, you can see that the precautions are tight. It seems that you have to go through the gate to enter the yard.

Behind a tree a few feet away, Huangfu Jingchen popped up a stone in his hand.

The two monks at the door looked at each other, and the one on the left walked towards this side vigilantly. Huangfu Jingchen's body was pressed against the shadow behind the tree, and he did not move at all.

Seeing that nothing unusual was true, the monk looked up and saw a small fruit on the tree, one fell from time to time, probably the sound of the fruit falling to the ground.

The monk at the door said, "What's the matter?"

The monk said, "Nothing happens, the sound of the fruit falling!"

The monk who consciously found the source of the sound was relaxed and suddenly felt anxious. He walked under the tree, untied his pants and started to let the water go.

The monk at the door laughed and scolded: "I told you not to drink so much wine!" After that, he stopped looking over there.

Huangfu Jingchen was almost fumigated by the stinking urine, but he still did not move. At this moment, he quickly turned out from behind the tree and cut a knife into the monk's neck.

The monk fell down softly without even snorting.

Huangfu Jingchen helped the man up and asked him to lean against the tree, but the man sneaked towards the door very quickly.

At this time, the moonlight was ignorant, and he was wearing black clothes, walking in the darkness of the tree shadow house, as light as a cat, and the monk at the door was unaware of it. Instead, he looked at the monk under the tree and saw him lying there, as if he was holding a tree, and laughed: "Is this the tree being held as a beauty? Drunk!"

At this moment, Huangfu Jingchen's body suddenly rose and punched his temple. The monk's eyes turned pale and he fell silently to the ground.

Huangfu Jingchen flashed into the yard.

Not many people in the yard.

Everyone was called by the jail office to face Mr. Fu Lu and the other four.

Sang Xuewei's chasing and collision, Lu Shishu and others' anxious search, the popularity of the people in the martial arts world, the accusation after Sang Xuewei appeared, and the subsequent melee, unintentionally, cleared the way for Huangfu Jingchen.

As soon as I entered the yard, I heard laughter, screams, crying, cursing, whip, begging for mercy...

There are seven or eight rooms in this yard, and the sounds in each room are different.

But those who screamed, cried, begged for mercy, were all the voices of women.

Even if you don’t look and only hear those sounds, you will know that this is like hell on earth.

Anger accumulates in Huangfu Jingchen's eyes, and he first approaches a window to look.

The room was three feet wide and four or five feet long. The curtain was floating. There was wine and meat on the table over there. Several monks hugged a woman in their arms. The women looked sad and smiled. There was a woman in the corner who seemed to resist and was beaten to the point of bruising and swollen face.

Huangfu Jingchen suppressed his anger and went to see the second room again.

There was only a shirtless monk here, with fierce eyebrows and sharp eyes, with a whip in his hand, and four or five women were wearing no clothes, with whip marks everywhere. The monk didn't like it, so he whipped a whip, holding a woman in his hand, taking advantage of it. The poor women had nowhere to hide, with desperate eyes and as if they were ashamed.

Huangfu Jingchen really wanted to go in and twist the man's neck, but he knew very well that he was just alone now and could not save all these people. He came to save people and could not be reckless. Now he had to figure out the whole situation and think of a complete solution.

In the fourth room, there is a big bed, four monks, seven or eight women. They are all dressed in disheveled clothes and the scene is extravagant.

The fifth room, the sixth room, the seventh room...

In each room, the situation is roughly the same.

Huangfu Jingchen calculated that there were twenty-three women and twelve monks here. These monks were all martial arts practitioners. I don’t know how good they are. He could give it a try, but the consequence might be that these monks killed the women to silence them in order to cover up their evil deeds.

Not to mention killing them all, even killing one or two is difficult for him to accept.

He came to save people. Those women were already pitiful enough. How could they let them die in front of him again at the hands of evil thieves?

When he went down the mountain with Xia Wenjin during the day, he had already told Jiangning to move troops to the nearby Otsu Prefecture. It was just a long journey and he had no evidence at that time. It was still a matter of whether the Otsu Prefecture would send people. Even if he sent people to come, it would be dawn.

Huangfu Jingchen was not worried about whether the Ojin Mansion sent people. He sent Jiangning. Jiangning was clever and could be said to be alive if he died. He could do this.

Shi'an Temple is filthy, and it is related to a kind man and a trusted woman with hundreds of miles of radius.

Only by revealing their true faces and handing them over to the government can they receive the punishment they deserve. If he kills people, it will be a lynching. Moreover, everything in Shi'an Temple, if others don't know, will be kept in the dark.

However, he could not do it after all, by asking him to watch those women so much as to be bullied by the evil monks.

And he also knew very well that the reason why there were few people here was because people were temporarily transferred away. At present, these monks were distributed in different rooms. If he could defeat them one by one, or could he not disturb them?

Do it when you think about it.

Huangfu Jingchen first chose the single monk on the far right.

It is said that it is just to be single, but it is only to target the number of people.

Those monks who were alone in the room were even more abominable. It was obvious that they were responsible for tutoring disobedient women, a martial arts practitioner, a strong man, holding a whip in his hand, and even a brazier in the room, where red-hot iron was placed, and they either beat or scolded the weak women, intimidated and destroyed them.

Those lonely and weak women can do nothing except crying, despair and surrender.

In the end, they had to go against their true nature and surrender to their tyranny!

Huangfu Jingchen had plans in his mind and began to take action.

He went outside the door of the far right and knocked on the door.

Inside the room, the monk whipped a woman with a whip. The woman screamed and fell to the ground. The other women were so scared that they were trembling, and some people knelt down and begged for mercy.

The monk enjoyed this feeling of controlling the fate of others. He picked up the iron in the brazier with one hand and looked at several women with threatening eyes, as if he was considering who to imprint the iron on.

The sound of knocking on the door was particularly obvious in the sound of the girls crying and begging for mercy.

The monk with a ring-eyed eye was a little impatient, but he still stood up quickly.

Those who came to knock on the door at this time must be the deacon who wanted a new person.

He put down his soldering iron and went to open the door.
Chapter completed!