Seeing that the two of them talked to no avail, Qingyu behind Xiao Hei frowned.
Just as he was about to reprimand him, the middle-aged monk replied coldly: "We are just assisting the Imperial Master to capture the spies of the Great Zhou Dynasty!"
Xiao Hei's expression became stern when he heard this. He looked at him and replied coldly: "Why? Do you conclude that our sister and brother are the spies that the Master is looking for?"
Seeing that the monk blocking the road did not hold a portrait in his hand, Xiao Hei concluded that the National Preceptor that day did not see his and Qingyu's faces clearly either.
In this way, he has ten thousand reasons to excuse himself.
Are you kidding me, even if the Imperial Master of Northern Qi is standing in front of me, as long as I don't say anything, or change my accent to that of the Imperial City of Great Zhou.
Even if he were beaten to death, he wouldn't be able to see that his enemy was right in front of him.
The middle-aged monk said coldly: "That is not our business. I am only responsible for suspicion. It is the matter of the Xifen Prefecture government to clear your suspicion."
Until this moment, Xiao Hei and Qing Yu still didn't know that the Northern Qi Imperial Master had issued a reward for them.
The bounty from the Imperial Master can drive any monk crazy, let alone the monks in Hanshan Temple. This is a huge amount of income.
As the middle-aged monk said, they are only responsible for suspecting and arresting suspicious people passing by, and then escorting them to the city lord's palace in Xifenzhou, where the government will make a decision judge.
Once they successfully catch the murderer wanted by the Imperial Master, they will be able to harvest more than the thousand acres of farmland under the mountain in ten years.
Xiao Hei sighed secretly in his heart, Brother Xindao, you should have seen carefully. It turns out that Buddhism is also a river and lake, and it is also a jungle where the weak and the strong prey on each other.
Thinking of this, the expression on Xiao Hei's face became increasingly ugly.
Looking at the middle-aged monk, he said: "You are just monks. Where do you get the power to block the way? Who gave you the power? Is it possible that demons and bandits live in Hanshan Temple?"
As long as the middle-aged monks admit that they are demons and bandits, Xiao Hei will be justified in slaying the demons with his sword.
The middle-aged monk laughed and said coldly: "Are you stupid? Go to the West Fenzhou City Lord's Mansion and ask, Hanshan Temple doesn't even have to pay taxes!"
Xiao Hei became angry when he heard this, and yelled: "So you gathered people to become bandits, and you are going to bring trouble to one party? When will the pure land of Buddhism be able to privately support monk soldiers?"
This was the question he wanted to ask outside Liangzhou City that day.
Unexpectedly, nearly five years have passed since the incident, and it finally ended up at the foot of Hanshan Temple outside Xifenzhou in the Northern Qi Dynasty.
Seeing the greedy looks in the eyes of the seven people in front of him, Xiao Hei felt a rage burning in his heart and about to burst out. The middle-aged monk said calmly: "If you are not spies of the Great Zhou Dynasty, it will naturally have no influence on you. The government will
I will return your innocence. "
Xiao Hei looked at him and said seriously: "I come from the Imperial City of Northern Qi. Can't you recognize my accent, or are you all blind?"
The middle-aged monk shook his head and said: "No matter how you judge, you have to walk up to me today, get off your horse and capture him, don't let me take action."
At this moment, a young monk behind the middle-aged monk held a long sword and rushed towards Qingyu behind Xiao Hei, trying to pull Qingxia off the horse.
He stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Female donor, please dismount and follow us to the City Lord's Mansion."
Qingyu was so angry that she shouted: "You bitch, let go of your dirty hands!"
With a bang and Qingyu's sharp shout, the five monks behind the middle-aged monk all took out their swords and pointed at Xiaohei and Qingyu.
Xiao Hei looked back at Qing Yu and thought that all the explanations were in vain.
This stupid woman can let these monks recognize her accent just by opening her mouth. Isn't this a trap for herself?
The middle-aged monk paused the Zen staff in his hand and said in a deep voice: "You are spies of the Great Zhou Dynasty, don't even think of leaving this place!"
Just when Qingyu was about to retaliate, Xiaohei couldn't help but sigh: "My silly sister went to Dazhou when she was young, and her accent has never changed. Is that wrong?"
"That's not something I have to distinguish."
The middle-aged monk pointed the Zen staff at Xiao Hei and said coldly: "Get off your horse obediently, and follow me to the City Lord's Mansion in Xifenzhou. They will find out the truth."
Qingyu was stunned, and instantly knew that her voice had caused trouble, and her body couldn't help but stiffen.
Xiao Hei on the horse moved his body, moved his lips slightly, and said something that only Qingyu could hear: "Even if I kill all these monks, don't take action."
Qingyu felt a chill, which could make Xiao Hei so nervous, which meant that the middle-aged monk in front of her must be difficult to deal with. She instantly remembered that night.
In the small temple, in the rainy night, Xiao Hei had a fierce battle with the Northern Qi Imperial Master.
Could it be that after seven days of arduous escape, the two of them still had to fight to the death with these monks?
Looking at the monk in front of her, the long sword in Qingyu's hand cut out a sword energy, forcing back the monk who was about to pull her off the horse, and then urged the horse to retreat ten feet.
Since she had to fight to the death, she could not influence Xiao Hei. She also believed that Xiao Hei could help her and the two escape from the immediate danger.
The corners of the middle-aged monk's mouth moved slightly, apparently to stop the monk who was about to deal with Qingyu.
In his opinion, the unmoving young man in front of him is the main culprit they want to deal with. As long as the young man in front of him is taken down, where can the woman go?
This is at the foot of Hanshan Temple, and this is their territory.
"So, you want to take action with me? Do you want to do what bandits and killers would do?"
Xiao Hei looked at the middle-aged monk who was only three feet in front of him and said: "My brother said that there are only two kinds of people in the world who are unforgivable, and you are not from the government."
"What two kinds of people?"
The middle-aged monk twisted his neck, obviously preparing to take action. At this moment, the copper bell on his Zen staff rang softly again.
And the expression on Xiao Hei's face became colder and colder.
The long sword in his hand pointed at the middle-aged monk and said word by word: "Killers and bandits!"
The middle-aged monk's eyes shrank in an instant, and the Zen staff in his hand slammed to the ground. The copper bell made a jingling sound to suppress demons, and in an instant, several rays of energy shot towards Xiao Hei.
"Be careful!" Qingyu couldn't help shouting from a distance.
The sound of the copper bell mixed with several energies caused Xiao Hei's mind to tremble for a moment. Right from the moment of pain, three voices from ancient scriptures began to recite in his divine sea.
So in the blink of an eye, a golden light appeared in front of Xiao Hei, blocking the middle-aged monk's Buddhist energy for him!
The middle-aged monk obviously did not expect that Xiao Hei was still protecting the Buddhist body and energy.
Just because the golden light in front of Xiao Hei was very faint and could not be seen unless you looked carefully, in the eyes of the middle-aged monk, Xiao Hei was a monster in the world.
After blocking the middle-aged monk's move, Xiao Hei quickly patted his horse and turned away. He wanted to distance himself from the seven monks from Hanshan Temple in front of him, and he didn't want to use a sword.
He wants to use arrows!
But how could the middle-aged monk do as he wished? He didn't seem to even have the intention to say another word. He suddenly rushed forward and followed Xiao Hei to kill him.
The frightened horse let out a cry of surprise, stepped down hard with all four hooves, and instantly splashed countless stone chips flying towards the middle-aged monk.
In the eyes of the middle-aged monk, Xiao Hei is a monster on earth and worth ten thousand gold coins.
He waved his stick and knocked away the gravel, and his body turned into a whirlwind and chased Xiao Hei, shouting: "Stop leaving!" The Zen staff in his hand struck Xiao Hei again.
The tiger was rushing down the mountain, and the copper bell on the Zen staff emitted dazzling light under the sunlight, turning into a soul-hunting and life-seeking aura that went straight towards Xiao Hei on the horse.
The iron sword in Xiao Hei's hand was as fast as lightning, and turned into a sword in the wind before the Zen staff even got close.
A bolt of lightning flashed in front of the middle-aged monk. Before he could react, the copper bell on the Zen staff was split into two pieces by Xiao Hei's sword like a fallen leaf in the wind.
With just one sword blow in the wind, Xiao Hei cut through the middle-aged monk's Buddhist energy!
When the middle-aged monk saw that the magic weapon on the Zen staff was destroyed by Xiao Hei, he was so angry that he roared like a lion. He once again condensed the Buddhist energy into the Zen staff and struck at Xiao Hei!
However, the Zen staff without the copper bell is just an ordinary iron staff to Xiao Hei. He is no longer afraid of the middle-aged monk offering any Buddhist instruments.
Seeing the attack of the Zen staff, Xiao Hei, who could not avoid it, retracted his sword in an instant and took out the bow and arrow hanging on the saddle.
If you want my life, I will shoot you with an arrow!
Before the middle-aged monk with a Zen staff flew over, Xiao Heiyu, who was holding a bow and arrow, shot the first iron arrow at him amid the lightning and stone fire.
At this time, the distance between the two was less than seven feet, which was enough for the iron arrow in Xiao Hei's hand to accelerate.
Seeing a bolt of lightning flying towards him, even spinning at high speed with the sound of whistling wind, the middle-aged monk had to stop.
At the moment when the iron arrow was about to strike, he retracted the Zen staff in his hand and protected it on his chest.
"Cang!" sounded, and an arrow that condensed the true and pure power of Buddhism hit the Zen staff in the middle-aged monk's hand heavily.
The middle-aged monk suddenly felt as if his chest had been hit by a big stone, and he flew back with a bang, instantly widening the distance between the two to more than ten feet.
With a pop, the middle-aged monk spurted out a large amount of blood. Although the arrow in the wind shot by Xiao Hei missed his Buddhist body, it rebounded from the Zen staff and injured his chest.
He could have used the copper bell as a weapon, he could have summoned six monks to fight with Xiao Hei, but because he was unprepared for a moment, Xiao Hei would shoot an arrow in the wind.
He was so angry that he used his left foot to stand up into a lunge, looked at Xiao Hei and shouted: "Where did the devil come from? You actually used the power of Buddhism to make you a dead person!"
Xiao Hei took another iron arrow, looked at him and said, "As long as I stay farther away from you, even if all seven of you come together, there's nothing you can do against me."
The middle-aged monk roared angrily: "Prove it to me, as long as we are still here, you will never leave Hanshan Temple even half a step today!"
Holding the iron bow in hand, Xiao Hei regained some confidence. After all, he might not be able to defeat the middle-aged monk in front of him with his own strength, let alone seven of them.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but said quietly to the sky: "Really? I want to see who can block my way?"
In fact, he was scolding in his heart, since you have imprisoned my cultivation, why bother letting these guys come to trouble me?
Haven't I caused enough trouble since I came to Beiqi?
After saying this, he aimed the bow and arrow in his hand at the middle-aged monk who was already ten feet away. As long as the other party dared to move, he would shoot the iron arrow in his hand.
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Perhaps one arrow could not penetrate the middle-aged monk's body, but he had countless arrows, and he had picked up a lot of arrows from the bodies of Northern Qi soldiers these days.
The middle-aged monk seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and immediately said coldly: "Although I can't break the iron arrow in your hand, I am a disciple of Buddhism!"
After speaking, he did not say hello to the six monks behind him, but looked up at Hanshan Temple on Zixia Mountain, as if a traveling monk returning from afar was looking up at the gods and Buddhas in the sky.
He didn't even raise the Zen staff in his hand, nor did he gather his Buddhist energy to blast out a blast of demon-conquering power.
Instead, he looked at Hanshan Temple in the middle of the mountain and murmured to himself: "My Buddha is compassionate, please give your disciples strength!"
