I, Dayan of the senior department, never dies

Close the windows during the day, then blow out the lights and candles, and pretend that the room is empty.

"Well, it seems that something interesting happened."

Sitting next to Bai Tian, ​​Nian curiously watched the actions of those people through the Ao Neng live broadcast in front of him.

"Oh, they didn't make a move...it was that great monk who made a move."

In the temple outside, the old monk was fighting with the monk Bi'an.

And those three people, just like them, were watching this scene of filial piety between master and apprentice with relish.

Back to the Nine Demons, Ghosts and Evil People, Sexual Greed

In the barren mountain and wild temple, why did the master and apprentice turn against each other?

Lonely men and widows gathered together to do this!

The onlookers gloated and even applauded. Is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality?

"A traitor! You are really greedy and do not change, and you want to covet the incense money of the temple! As a teacher, I will teach you a lesson today, so that you know how to respect the teacher and the Buddha!"

Although the Great Monk is getting older, his kung fu has not diminished in the slightest. Monk Bi'an, who is punching with ape fist, can't hold his head up.

"Bah! Don't spit blood out of your mouth, you old guy. It's obvious that you are greedy for my little money, but you still say it so righteously. The older you get, the more shameless you become!"

Monk Bi'an took advantage of the gap in his boxing to fight back, and the snow-sweeping kick forced the monk to jump up to avoid it.But because of this, following what Monk Bi'an thought, the great monk was greeted with a set of punches and kicks from his disciples as soon as he landed on the ground.

As the saying goes, the fist is afraid of the young, and the monk Bi'an is younger than the great monk, and his fist is stronger. With the help of these 20 years of skill, a punch on the great monk is like a big bell in the temple hitting him. The impact and pain made the old monk want to vomit blood.

But age is not just a burden, it also includes richer life experience and fighting skills.These are things that the young Bianhe didn't have yet.

The great monk roared angrily, raised his fist and pretended to fight, Bianhe didn't think that the great monk would still find a chance to fight back, panicked and immediately withdrew his arm for protection, while still punching his former master with the other fist.

"Hey! Traitor!"

The great monk raised his fist on the surface, but actually made a tripping move, knocking down the undefended monk Bi'an.

Seeing Bi'an fell down, the great monk immediately jumped up and hit him like raindrops of fists.

"Damn it! Old guy!"

In the blink of an eye, Bi'an received five or six punches, all of which hit the face. The burning pain made Monk Bi'an even more furious. He didn't care who was the master and who was the apprentice, and shook out the red gold strip from his cuff. Hold it in your hand, facing the back of the monk's head is a brick.

"what--!"

There was a scream, and the great monk fell straight down like a reed that lost its roots, and there was no sound in a blink of an eye.

"Bah! You bastard old fellow!"

Monk Bi'an got up from the ground, facing the immobile monk with two feet.

"Get up! You keep fighting!"

Seemingly feeling uneasy, Monk Bi'an mended a few more feet.

But then he felt something was wrong.

The great monk's body should not be so soft.

The old guy has practiced hard kung fu all the year round, even though the hardness of the body has weakened with age, the feeling of kicking should not be as soft as a ball of dough.

"...Old guy, you, you are fine..."

Staring at the motionless monk, he swallowed, squatted tremblingly to touch the monk's breath.

"This... this... ah!"

Wherever the fingertips touched, there was no breath.

Bi'an panicked, he hurriedly looked around.

"Murder! The monk has killed!"

Then the cold wind blew up, and the shrill and hoarse shouts rang out along the wind, and the monk Bi'an backed away anxiously holding the red gold.

"Catch him! Don't let the murderer get away!"

The door creaked, and dark shadows rushed out from inside.

The abductee youth held up his crutches and jumped up and down to chase him, but because of his unbalanced body, the crutches made him stagger instead.

Although the abduction failed, it shattered the last stubbornness of Monk Bi'an.

"hateful!"

Monk Bi'an didn't care about defending and resisting, he raised his legs and hurriedly escaped from the temple, and rushed into the forest without knowing where he was going.

Seeing Monk Bi'an running away, the abducted Taoist priest did not pursue him.

The two guys hiding in the house also came out.

They got together and discussed something.

"Oh, it seems to be over."

Seeing the three bad things coming out of the house, Nian turned his head to look at the daylight.

"Are you going to kill them?"

Because of the estrangement of these three guys, it has already resulted in the result of one death and one escape.

"The wicked have their own grind."

During the day, he sighed softly.

This is lamenting the two monks who are full of greed.He easily lost the trust between master and apprentice, so that these three villains succeeded and occupied the temple.

"These three guys don't need to be killed for now."

Although he said not to kill, he didn't say it would be better to beat him up.

What's more, the other party is already plotting money and murder.

The scene shown in Ao Neng's monitoring is that the kidnapper is jumping into the well with the monk on his shoulders, obviously planning to throw him into the well to destroy the corpse.

"These two monks are really rich, and they have such fine gold."

The old woman was holding a piece of red gold found in the sleeve of the great monk.

"With this, we can go to the big city."

A soft and flattering voice sounded, and the pink girl half-closed her brows, appearing alluring.

"Yes, you can practice speaking more later, and remember to hide your tail. There are a lot of knowledgeable people in big cities, and if you are not careful, you will be watched."

The old woman put away the red gold and told the girl.

"When you come to a big city, you can do bigger things and make more money."

As long as a certain amount of gold and silver things are accumulated, they can use this to change this dilapidated place, and then do their best to restore the glory of the past.

"Go and search again, search this place."

The old woman urged the kidnapper back.

Only a piece of pure gold could not satisfy her desire.

They all saw it just now, the escaped monk killed the great monk with this.That being the case, there should be more gold preserved in this place.

"Yes Yes."

The kidnapper turned around again with difficulty, and was about to jump when suddenly a bolt of lightning shot down from the clouds, smashing a floor tile next to the kidnapper's feet to pieces.

"I-I-I-I-I--"

Electricity ran through his body, making him stutter.

"It's really bad luck to be chopped like this."

The woman in pink didn't worry at all, her face was full of gloating.

"What, who is hiding there?"

The old woman raised her walking stick and looked around vigilantly.

"Someone?"

The woman in pink stared at where the old woman was pointing with her walking stick, but only saw a swaying sapling blown by the wind.

"Where is anyone, you must be dazzled. I told you not to become an aging human being, and now you can't even see well."

She looked at the old woman shaking her head and sighing.

"Noisy!"

The old woman scolded in a cold voice.

What do young people know, how can there be such accurate lightning that can strike the ground and shock everyone around at the same time.

"Someone must be hiding somewhere, and what we did just now must have been seen by him."

"Really?"

"Then what should we do?"

Seeing the old woman's insistence, the woman in pink also frowned, her graceful posture was a bit sick and weak.

"It's better to run."

"I heard that those who use thunder are not to be trifled with!"

The woman in pink was afraid before she hit her, and her fear also drove the timidity of the old woman.

After thinking twice, the old woman made a decision.

"The wind is tight, scream!"

They still have other things to do, so they can't fall here easily.

As the old woman did, she called out a stronger wind, and the sand and dust covered them.

The woman in pink waved her sleeves, released a ribbon to wrap around the kidnapper's remaining leg and pulled him to her side.

The wind got stronger, and among the flying sand and rocks, there were dark clouds riding the wind and flying away with the three of them.

"Humph."

There was a faint sound, and then another bolt of lightning split into the wind volume.

With a scream, the wind stopped and the clouds cleared, and the moonlight reappeared.

Bai Tian threw the wet body of the great monk on the ground, sighed softly, and then cast a fire to burn him.

Back in the guest room, Nian was wrapped in a quilt and his eyes shone brightly.

"They said just now that they are going to a big city to make money... What are they going to do to make money?"

Nian heard the conversation between the old woman and the woman in pink, and she couldn't help but become interested in their purpose of making money.

"Big city..."

If the daytime has something to say.

"The nearest big city to here...it should be there."

"Where is it? Say it quickly, don't be a riddler."

Nian put his shoulder to Bai Tian and asked him.

"Chang'an."

"Chang'an?"

Nian blinked.

"Can they get into that place?"

"Don't go for a personal inspection, their camouflage is enough to hide from the soldiers defending the city and sneak in."

Bai Zhou rubbed his fingers, then laughed softly.

"What's the matter? Did you think of something fun?"

The smile during the day made Nian feel itchy.

"The guy pretending to be an old woman was struck by my lightning. There should be a scar on her right hand. I plan to send a message to the people in Chang'an to arrest the old woman whose hand was burned."