The night wind is bleak, the crows are chirping, and the deserted mountains and temples are broken.

Six people separate the temple and the ruins.

Two beautiful women, wearing white long skirts, were noble and indifferent, standing in the middle of the dilapidated temple.

A short and thin old man wore a straw hat and a straw raincoat, squatting in the corner to weave bamboo baskets with bamboo strips.

A white-faced scholar, holding the incense of thread, closing his eyes, worshiping the broken statue of God devoutly.

A burly and strong man leaned against the beams and pillars, closed his eyes to rest. The charming woman in his arms was wearing a luxurious fur coat, and was bored to tick his hair.

"I said,"

The charming woman opened her red lips, her voice was charming and soft, which made people intoxicated, "Sir Xiao, why are you worshiping the broken statue of God? Could it be that you are asking God to appear and bless you, the top scholar in high school, and will you be called Donghuamen? "

"Haha, if Wu Dewei can eliminate my criminal record, it will be easier to get fame and fortune."

The young man, known as Scholar Xiao, just smiled without looking back, and still bowed to worship the statue of the god, "I worship this temple just because it is spiritual."

"Spirit? Why haven't I heard of it?"

The charming woman raised her eyebrows, "If it's true, there have been foolish men and women who have come to repair the temple long ago. How could it be broken and withered?"

"You don't know anything about this."

Scholar Xiao shook his head, "Twenty years ago, a businessman who was wandering outside, took his savings from the year, passed this temple on his way home, preparing to take a temporary rest for one night, set off again tomorrow morning, rush back to his hometown, and reunite with his wife.

The businessman tossed and turned around and couldn't sleep even after tossing and turning. He heard a noise in a daze. When he opened his eyes, he saw that there were several gangsters who were chasing a woman to the ruined temple, forcing her to the corner of the wall, preparing to be strong.

The businessmen saw that the gangsters had short blades in their hands, but they were unarmed.

If you rush forward to stop it, it may be just a waste of your life.

When hesitated, Xingshang thought of his wife and daughter at home. What should he do if his wife and daughter are flirted with and no one helps him?

Thinking of this, the merchant mustered up the courage to pick up the broken bricks and rushed forward, and slammed the head of a gangster.

In an instant, blood splattered, and the gangster fell to the ground.

Xing Shang snatched the short knife with red eyes, stabbed the other people, shouting that the woman would run away quickly.

Suddenly, he felt a stinging pain in his head. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was still lying on the ground of the dilapidated temple, and the sky was already white.

It turned out that all these were just strange dreams last night.”

Scholar Xiao paused and continued, "The merchant wiped his cold sweat, packed his luggage and continued on his way. After finally returning to his hometown, he saw villagers gathering at the door of his house. The village chief was commanding people to move out the dead bodies from his house.

Xingshang was worried about his wife, so he pushed the crowd away and looked in the house, but saw his wife tremblingly hiding in the corner.

After asking, I learned that a few gangsters broke into the house today and tried to flirt with their wife. Just as they were about to succeed, one of them suddenly vomited blood, his eyes widened and died suddenly.

The other people were extremely frightened and rushed to the door. Before they could run out of the door, they all vomited blood and died suddenly.

The villagers all said that the temple had a spirit, so that this accumulating virtue, doing good deeds, could save his wife several miles away.

After that, the villagers repaired the temple more. It was not until the plague broke out and the wars broke out, and the temple was abandoned and became what it is today."

After saying that, Scholar Xiao patted Liangzhu with some excitement and sighed: "The three places in the world of the sun, you will do good and evil.

Throughout history, who has been spared by the underworld?

Accumulate virtue and do good deeds, accumulate virtue and do good deeds."

"Ha ha."

The charming woman seemed to hear something extremely ridiculous, laughed out loud and tear her burly man's chest with her pink fist,

"I remember that Scholar, you were poor and failed many tests. You were unable to pursue a daughter, and you were angry and poisoned the other family.

From then on, have to be a bandit?

You are still talking about accumulating virtue and doing good deeds?”

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot.

Just new

Scholar Xiao smiled and shook his head, nailed the incense onto the wooden table in front of the Buddha statue, turned around and said, "Why haven't Ruan Tian come yet? Didn't he and his brother go to save Wu Hu?"

"A new Taoist priest has arrived in Echeng, and the county magistrate sent him to inspect and supervise the prison."

The charming woman stretched and said lazyly: "I heard that he killed Hu Wan."

"Oh? Although Hu Wan has not practiced the body-devouring technique for a long time, he can kill him, so the Taoist priest still has two brushes."

Scholar Xiao nodded, his ears moved, and he looked at the door, "Here you come."

Step on.

Ruan Tian, ​​wearing a night-dressing dress, looked gloomy and covered his waist and abdomen, walked into the ruined temple.

Following him were Ruan Di and Wu Hu.

The burly man who had not spoken slowly opened his eyes, looked at Ruan Tian, ​​and said in a deep voice: "Are you injured?"

"Um."

Ruan Tian nodded gloomyly, "The Taoist priest who is in charge of jail is a tough idea, and he doesn't seem to be from Longhu Mountain."

He glanced at the two maids standing in the middle of the ruined temple, gritted his teeth, and held back the words to his mouth.

The burly and strong man continued to ask, "Did the Taoist chase after him?"

"without."

Ruan Di took over the conversation, "I set up a puppet in the north of the city, and he should go there.

Why, do you want to design to kill him?"

Ruan Di was quite eager to try, and he and his brother were both unwilling to suffer losses.

I almost died in the Eicheng Prison today, so I can't forget it anyway.

If he could persuade the Holy White Lotus in the ruined temple to take action together, let alone mere Taoist priests, even Goose City could be seen for him.

Unfortunately, the maid standing in the middle of the ruined temple interrupted his imagination, "No, you have something more important to do,

It’s not too late for that Taoist priest to cook later.”

The maid is the personal maid of the Holy White Lotus Son, with a noble status. As soon as she spoke, everyone in the ruined temple bowed their heads slightly to show respect.

Even Ruan Tian carefully restrained his resentment, fearing that he would be left with a message by the servant girl.

"My maid, I wonder why you called us?"

The short and thin old man wearing a hat bowed his hand and asked respectfully.

They are all from the Holy White Lotus Herringbone. However, for various reasons, they are not closely related to the nominal Luzhou branch, and often they do their own things.

"It is the meaning of the Son of the Holy Son."

The maid said with a blank expression and cold face: "I believe you should have heard that there will be an Annan delegation to Kyoto North to pass through Lvzhou in the near future.

The mission was preparing to present it to the emperor as a rare beast that spoke human language, was good at witchcraft, and knew yin and yang.

The Holy Son asked you to snipe the Annan delegation in Luzhou City and snatch the strange beast."

"Since it is the Holy Son, why not just let the Luzhou branch dock?"

Ruan Tian asked subconsciously, but when he saw the handmaid's expressionless face, he immediately closed his mouth and suddenly thought of something.

The saint son and the saint have extremely high status in the White Lotus Sect, and they are even more responsive to believers.

However, in terms of real power and the private forces at hand, they are not as good as those of the left and right envoys and the four great guardians.

In particular, the Holy White Lotus Sect leader disappeared, hiding his whereabouts, and has not appeared in front of the world for a long time.

Celebration conferences are often held every year, and the saints are often executed on their behalf.

In this case, rumors about the core circle of the Holy White Lotus will naturally spread.

There is a saying that the leader of the sect has died, the saints of the saints were all imprisoned, and all the affairs of the sect were taken over by the messengers and the four great guardians.

Could it be that the maid appears here, and the Holy Son is at a disadvantage in the high-level struggle.

I hope to use these wanderers to circumvent the Luzhou branch loyal to the left envoy of the Holy White Lotus, and make a fuss about the Annan Mission in Luzhou City?

The ruined temple fell silent for a moment. Several disciples lowered their heads and remained silent, and their minds turned sharply, thinking wildly about the true meaning of the maid summoning them.

Except for one person.

"I am a white lotus god in the White Lotus Sect, and the word "white lotus" can be heard. If I move my white lotus man, we will definitely want your soul!"

Wu Hu took a step forward, stretched out his right fist and hammered his chest, shouting loudly, "Tan Wang holds the dragon sword with life and death, and the white lotus is more arrogant than the sky!

The Holy Son is safe and you will fly, and Wu Hu will follow you!
Chapter completed!