When they heard the movement in the well and stopped, the two of them were still uneasy. One on the left and one on the right, they continued to press the plaque to seal the mouth of the well.
When Wu Hou saw them, he thought they were very interesting and jumped directly onto the plaque to increase the weight.
At this time, Ye Ming stretched out and walked out of the house. Seeing their appearance, he smiled and said:
"Are you two exercising here early in the morning?"
When Mr. Wu heard this, he smiled bitterly and said:
"The old monk in this temple is a ferocious tiger. Now the two of us have thrown him into the well. We are afraid that he will cheat his death, so we dare not open it."
Ye Ming smiled, walked to the well, stretched out his hand to knock on the plaque, and said:
"Already dead."
Wang Rusheng didn't know that this man knew magic, so he didn't believe it.
Mr. Wu believed in Ye Ming's judgment and took the initiative to unveil the plaque.
Looking inside, I saw that the tiger was dead and its body was soaked in the well water.
Seeing this, Wang Rusheng also looked at Ye Ming with some surprise.
I feel like this person is not an ordinary person.
Then, the two lowered the rope down, and Wu Hou entered and tied it to the tiger.
The two of them worked together to pull the tiger's body out of the well.
Looking at the tiger's corpse, the two people, who were a little frightened, thought it would be safer to use the plaque to illuminate it again.
Place the plaque in the sun and take a photo of it against the tiger's corpse.
The next moment, the tiger corpse suddenly glowed, and an old monk with a transparent figure floating in the air appeared from it, exactly what the old monk looked like before.
The two were shocked when they saw this and quickly blocked the plaque in front of them.
Seeing this, the old monk put his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and bowed to the two of them:
"Thank you to the two laymen for your generous help in getting rid of this monster and freeing this poor monk."
After hearing this, Mr. Wu looked at the old monk's transparent body and realized that this should be the old monk of the temple.
"It turns out that the old host has been killed by this tiger..."
The old monk said slowly: "Three years ago, a poor monk met a young tiger cub that was about to die in the mountains. He couldn't bear to see it die, so he took it back to the temple to raise it.
Unexpectedly, his ferocious nature is difficult to train and he does not know kindness. A year ago, he harmed me while I was sleeping, turning me into a ghost.
Later, he tricked passers-by in the mountains to remove the plaque in the temple, damaged the Buddha statues in the temple, and harmed passers-by again.
From then on, he pretended to be me every day and deceived people who entered the mountain.
As of yesterday, 17 people have been harmed. "
After the old monk told the whole story, he bowed respectfully to the two of them:
"There is a cassock in my meditation room. It was donated by a great benefactor when the temple was first established. It is worth some money, so I gave it to you two."
After saying that, his figure became pale and disappeared.
Seeing this, the two of them put their hands together and returned the gift.
Seeing this, Wu Hou on the side imitated their behavior and clasped his hands together.
Afterwards, the two of them found a cassock in the Zen room.
The cassock was woven with the finest silkworm silk and gold thread, and was priceless.
Wang Rusheng said: "This cassock is worth a lot of money. Ordinary people may be afraid of evil intentions if they see it. I suggest you take it to the city and exchange it for money to distribute. What do you think?"
When Mr. Wu heard this, he stroked his beard and said:
"I don't care about gold and silver. My current income is enough to support my family, so I won't be greedy for this cassock. If Brother Wang wants it, just take it."
When Wang Rusheng heard this, he was immediately impressed by Mr. Wu's integrity and admiration.
He immediately said he didn’t want it either.
Mr. Wu thought he was saying this just to save face and advised him to accept it.
Wang Rusheng said: "Actually, I am not short of money. My family is a gentry family, and my uncle is the prefect of the place. I have enough food and clothing."
Otherwise, I would not have the leisure time to travel around. "
Only then did Mr. Wu realize that this person actually had a backer. In comparison, he seemed to be very ordinary.
However, he didn't have any hatred for the rich, nor did he have a mentality of flattery. When he learned about the other party's family background, he neither deliberately alienated nor deliberately flattered him. His words were the same as before.
Seeing this, Wang Rusheng valued Mr. Wu even more.
He usually makes friends with people and rarely reveals his personal details, because he doesn't like when his original friends turn into flatterers.
At this time, I was very happy to see Mr. Wu like this.
Wu Hou saw that the two of them were no longer concerned about the cassock, so he grabbed the cassock in his hand and draped it on his body, imitating the old monk's appearance, which looked quite funny.
When the two saw this, they both laughed.
Ye Ming pointed to the tiger corpse in the courtyard and said:
"How are these two tiger fighting heroes going to deal with this?"
After hearing this, the two of them took kitchen knives and peeled off the tiger's skin.
Tiger skin is not only valuable, but more importantly it symbolizes the death of a harmful tiger.
It is also evidence of the bravery of the tiger hunters. The two of them are still somewhat complacent about getting rid of the tiger.
After burying the remaining parts of the tiger carcass in the big pit, they went down the mountain together.
Not long after the group came down the mountain, they saw a white-faced scholar coming up.
Seeing their group, the scholar asked the group if they had seen a scholar of similar age going up the mountain.
Wang Rusheng said he had never seen it before, and asked if the scholar he was looking for went to a temple on the mountain.
The white-faced scholar said that his friend had gone up the mountain five days ago and was also here for fun.
His family saw that he didn't come back for a long time, so they asked him to go up the mountain to inquire.
When Wang Rusheng heard this, he told the white-faced scholar that the old monk in the temple had been killed long ago. It was a tiger disguised as a cannibal. The person he was looking for might have met with something unexpected before.
The white-faced scholar was shocked and confused when he heard this.
Wang Rusheng showed the tiger skin again, and the white-faced scholar believed it and was very sad.
Later, the white-faced scholar asked the group to go down the mountain and inform him of the matter at his friend's house.
Mr. Wu and Wang Rusheng thought it was OK and asked Ye Ming for his opinion.
Ye Ming just looked at the white-faced scholar and smiled without any objection.
Everyone went down the mountain and found some blood-stained torn clothes among the trees on the mountain road, which were the belongings of Wang Rusheng's scholar.
Seeing this, Wang Rusheng sighed slightly. The scholar had been with him for two years, and he was still a little unaccustomed to his sudden loss.
But that's it, not much sentimentality.
To him, only those with status and talent are considered human beings, while bookboys and servants are just objects.
This is not Wang Rusheng's personal paranoid idea, but the overall view of all officials and gentry.
Mr. Wu didn't think it was a big deal if a scholar died. On the contrary, he sympathized with the scholar who had never met and died in vain.
The friend's residence mentioned by the white-faced scholar is not very far from this mountain.
After going down the mountain, we turned onto a small trail and walked for half an hour before we arrived successfully.
There are quite a few people in this family, and except for a few servants, they are all women.
It turned out that the late scholar had one wife and five concubines, all of whom were young and beautiful.
The white-faced scholar brought the bad news and asked Wang Rusheng to show the tiger skin.
When his family members heard the news, they all cried endlessly.
When Mr. Wu saw that the family was crying very fakely, he knew that they were not really sad, they were just pretending.
After the family members cried, they began to prepare for the funeral of the deceased scholar.
His wife invited them to stay here for one night.
Seeing that it was getting dark, several people agreed.
This hotel is very welcoming to guests, and everyone is assigned a separate room.
Mr. Wu felt a little tired after walking on the mountain road for a day, so he wanted to go to bed early.
When Mr. Wu was about to take a rest, he suddenly saw a woman entering.
She was a concubine of the late scholar.
The beauty of this woman is very touching.
Mr. Wu saw her coming in and asked what happened.
The woman smiled and suddenly took off her outer robe, revealing her obscene clothes.
When Mr. Wu saw this, he understood that this person was here to seek pleasure.
Seeing that the woman wanted to take off her clothes again, Mr. Wu immediately stopped her.
The woman immediately cried, thinking that Mr. Wu disliked her.
There is still some righteousness in Mr. Wu, although it is not much, but he will not do anything to seduce his wife and daughter.
After refusing righteously, he drove the woman out of the room.
After sending this girl away, Mr. Wu breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he said to himself:
"I don't think the women in this family are strict about women.
If someone comes to seduce me, then someone must also seduce others.
The son of good karma is unfathomable, so don’t worry about it.
I just don’t know Brother Wang..."
Thinking of this, Mr. Wu immediately stood up and decided to go see Wang Rusheng.
As a good friend, he didn't want him to make a mistake on this matter!
On the other side, Wang Rusheng was washing his face in the room and planning to rest.
Suddenly the door of the room opened, and Shi Shiran, the wife of the late scholar, came in.
This woman was also very beautiful. When she met Wang Rusheng, she directly stated that she didn't want anything else but just a night of fun.
When Wang Rusheng saw the other party take off his clothes on his own initiative, revealing his graceful figure, his heartbeat quickened and his lower abdomen felt hot.
I thought, it was just a one-night affair anyway, no one would say anything afterward, and no one else would know.
He immediately stepped forward, hugged the woman, and became intimate with her.
At this moment, the door was kicked open and it was Mr. Wu who arrived.
As soon as I opened the door, I took a quick look and found that Wang Rusheng was making out with the woman mouth to mouth.
Upon closer inspection, Mr. Wu was suddenly shocked. Wang Rusheng's face was rapidly turning pale, and his body was obviously losing energy, which was being sucked away by the woman.
"Evil?"
Mr. Wu was first frightened, then mustered up his courage. He picked up the teapot on the table and hit the woman on the back of her head.
The woman was hit, screamed, and let go of Wang Rusheng.
The pale-faced Wang Rusheng squatted on the ground with his feet floating, and he was also frightened.
After kissing her just now, he regretted it.
Because he felt the other party sucking his essence, he realized that this woman was an evil spirit.
After the woman was hit by Mr. Wu, she let out a sharp scream that did not sound like a human voice.
After the shouting, people were seen walking out of the house in twos and threes and surrounding them.
They were all people they had seen during the day, including the white-faced scholar who had brought them here.
Seeing this, Mr. Wu nervously held the teapot in his hand, looked at the white-faced scholar and said:
"You monsters are planning to harm us!"
When the white-faced scholar heard this, he accused him:
"You were the one who killed me first, so don't blame us for revenge!"
"Little Master?"
Mr. Wu was stunned for a moment, not knowing who the other party was talking about.
At this time, a tall man with a fierce face walked out of the opponent's crowd.
When the white-faced scholar and others saw this big man appearing, they all called him "master".
The big man looked at the two people in the room with a fierce look and said:
“You killed my son, and I will definitely take revenge.
Since I lied to you to come here, don’t even think about leaving alive. "
As he spoke, he let out a roar, and a faint shadow of a tiger appeared on his face.
When the two saw this, they realized that this thing was a tiger demon, and it should be the father of the evil tiger they killed.
Then it is not difficult to guess the identities of the other people here.
They should all be enslaved by them.
This tiger demon can enslave so many demons at one time, which shows how strong his cultivation is.
Both of them had a sense of impending disaster.
Mr. Wu subconsciously looked towards the room where Ye Ming rested, but there was no movement there.
"Watch me chop you into pieces, knead you into a pulp, and make dumplings out of them all!"
The tiger demon roared angrily, and a huge steel knife appeared in his hand.
The blade alone is wider than a human and looks very scary.
Seeing this, both of them turned pale.
At this moment, the door to Ye Ming's room suddenly opened.
Ye Ming, who looked sleepy, yawned and came out:
"What's going on? I stayed up late at night and made a lot of noise here."
When the tiger demon saw him, his pupils shrank slightly, and then he said:
"It turns out that the real master is here. Well, I'll kill you first!"
Ye Ming saw the tiger demon looking over and waved his hands:
"Don't get me wrong, I don't want to fight with you."
As he said that, he suddenly pointed at Wu Monkey,
"It wants to fight you!"
Wu Hou, who had not yet fully understood the situation, turned his head and looked at Ye Ming, seemingly confused.
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