Qin He ordered his troops and headed towards the place where the quarrel was taking place.

When I arrived, I saw a big monk with his bare chest, round and round, with wrinkles from head to toe, and two rows of ring scars on his head.

At this moment, he was holding Old Man Ge's collar and pointing at the calf next to him: "Just tell me whether this calf is yours."

"It's mine."

"If it's yours, then you hit me."

"That's nonsense. Oxen are for plowing, not for riding. You are slandering others."

"Old man, there is no need for sophistry. I am a poor monk and I will never admit my mistake. It was your bully that hit me."

The two of them were chatting and chatting, which attracted some people to watch.

As soon as Qin He arrived, Da Ma Jin Dao stepped forward with his hands crossed: "Do you have any sense of public morality? It's noisy and noisy, and the neighbors don't have to sleep? They have to go to work at night!"

The corpse cremators: "..."

Seeing someone coming forward, the old man seemed to be grasping a life-saving straw, "Little brother, please help me judge. I don't know where this crazy bald man came from. He insists on saying that I hit him while riding a bull. How can it be unreasonable?"

The great monk refused to give up and said: "The poor monk can use his tongue to taste and trace. Not to mention a cow like you, even the flying zombies can't escape my tracking. The ordinary monk is determined to taste the right thing, and it was your cow that hit me."

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"We can reason with each other."

Qin He upheld justice, looked at the great monk, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and asked: "You said his bull hit you, where did it hit you?"

The great monk's cheeks squirmed and he said bravely: "It's ten miles outside Puyun Mountain."

"So far?" Qin He pretended to be surprised.

"Listen, everyone, listen, everyone, this is nonsense. According to this, more than 40 miles of Puyun Mountain are all mountain roads. Can my calf hit someone there?"

"Master monk, this is your fault." Qin He said with an upright face, "How can you insult someone's innocence for no reason? You can't be so forceful when it comes to porcelain."

"That's right, it's just nonsense."

"Puyun Mountain is so far away, it takes a day to walk on the mountain road."

When the corpse cremators heard this, they also started to help.

The great monk suddenly blushed and said: "The poor monk is walking and sitting upright. If he tells a lie, he will be struck by thunder."

When Qin He saw this, he was very determined.

No matter what, I won't leave.

Okay, let's see how long you can resist.

"Monk, please let go of this old man first." Qin He pretended to pull the monk's hand that was grabbing the old man's collar. When he came closer, he flicked the old man's waist like lightning. The old man immediately fell to the ground with an ouch.

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When Qin He saw it, he immediately shouted at the top of his lungs: "Oh no, the monk is hitting someone with porcelain!"

"The monks are beating people!"

"I don't know which temple's monk is responsible for beating someone. Come and take a look."

The voice was so loud that the entire temporary crematorium was awakened.

Crowds of people gathered one after another, forming three circles inside and three outside.

Pointing and pointing, there was a lot of discussion.

The great monk finally couldn't stand it anymore and said angrily: "Ordinary people can't understand, and the anger of a poor monk is so bad."

Ran away.

The running back looks like a long-legged meatball.

When Qin He saw this, he suddenly felt funny.

This monk is quite interesting.

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At this moment, Xianyun Temple in Puyun Mountain.

After finishing his work, Cao Heizi turned around and suddenly found that the great god riding the bull was missing. He was a little confused for a moment, not knowing whether the great god had left or was hiding somewhere.

It was easy to find, but I couldn't find a single hair.

This made Cao Heizi both happy and scared.

I'm happy that the gold, silver and jewelry are intact, but I'm afraid that I'm not sure whether the great bull rider has really left.

Youdao says that silver is white, gold is yellow, and eyeballs are red.

With millions of money at hand, who wouldn't be tempted?

Cao Heizi gritted his teeth and stamped his feet.

I plan to ignore the deal with the bull riding master and just take the money and leave.

People die for money, and birds die for food. He came here just for money.

The perfect opportunity to escape is right in front of you. If you don't leave now, it will be later.

Cao Heizi can be said to be decisive. If he were an ordinary person, he would have to be submissive to dare to leave.

But this thing called fate, everything is determined by heaven and nothing is determined by humans.

When times come, heaven and earth all work together, and the heroes are not free.

Cao Heizi had just dragged Yinzi out of the mountain gate in a carriage, when a group of people came across from him, all of them holding sharp blades and full of murderous intent.

The leader is a tall man wearing a green robe, an embroidered spring scimitar hanging from his waist, and sword-shaped eyebrows with starry eyes.

Cao Heizi almost cried when he saw it.

"My life is at risk!"

Cao Heizi slumped on the carriage, like a mouse that saw a cat and couldn't walk.

Who is this person?

Shen Lian, the commander of the Feiyu Guards who has just returned to Beijing and has been riding without rest.

Cao Heizi has been around for more than 20 years, so he is naturally familiar with Shen Lian, the commander of the Feiyu Guards.

This person acts with a plan and then acts. His appearance means that this place has become a desert. Let alone a person, it is difficult for even a mosquito to fly out.

This really means that the King of Hell wants you to die at the third watch and not to leave anyone alive until the fifth watch.

Whenever the Jiangyang thief meets Shen Lian, he meets the living king of hell.

Sure enough, with a whistle, Feiyu Guards surrounded him on all sides, blocking the way.

A group of bandits were okay for bullying the common people, but when they faced the Feiyu elite, they collapsed immediately.

The Feiyu Guards came forward to arrest people, but if they resisted, they would kill them with a knife and execute them on the spot.

Cao Heizi knew that he had no chance of survival. If he fell into the hands of Feiyu Guards, he would die anyway.

In this case, it is better to die early and be reborn early.

He pulled out his dagger and put it to his heart with his backhand, committing suicide out of fear of crime.

The dead body fell to the ground. Shen Lian rode to the side and took a look. He said calmly: "Record, wanted criminal No. 139, Cao Heizi, nicknamed Cao Thief, was brought to justice in Xianyun Temple."

"Yes." A scribe wrote after hearing the order.
Chapter completed!