Bad guy! Don't touch our money...! "
The dirty little hands clung to the wooden box and refused to let go. The gangster was furious, cursing and kicking him, but the little stone was like a child with a temper, crying and grabbing the money no matter how much he was beaten or scolded. He was not a lover. Cai, what I love is that small ruined temple.
Zhuquan Temple is an important part of Xiao Shitou's life, along with the master and the snake demon.
Climbing up the roof to plug leaks and replace tiles, working hard to plant vegetables, holding on to the door that was about to collapse, and repairing it with Master, all the memories and happiness in Zhuquan Temple were there. Master wanted to rebuild the dilapidated temple and worked hard for many years to achieve this. Much silver.
If it is taken away, Master will be sad...
"You're looking for death!"
The bandit leader kicked Xiao Shitou's fingers that were clinging to the wooden box, causing the wooden box to fall to the ground with a crash and the silver pieces scattered. Xiao Shitou's hands were dripping with blood, and his body was covered with dirty snow. He lay on the ground and pulled the silver into his arms.
Li Daniu and Xu Jiaorong were anxious.
"Little master, come here quickly! Don't worry about the money!"
Little Shitou didn't care, lying on the ground and letting others beat and scold him without letting go. He cried loudly and had money in his hands. His nose dripped into his mouth and he didn't care. There were footprints all over his body.
"The money is ours...don't steal it...wuwu..."
The scattered money made the bandit leader angry. If he had known it, he would have chopped him off with a knife. What a waste of time.
He glared hard at the two thieves carrying the box.
"Why are you still standing there stupidly? Do you want me to do the work? If I chop it with a knife, it will be over!"
"But...he is from the Western religion."
"I don't care what he teaches from the north to the south! The little bastard is in rags and is just a beggar! Cut him down quickly, there are still a few court eagles and dogs waiting to be taken care of over there."
He didn't talk nonsense, he pulled out the bloody sword that had killed too many people and slashed it hard...
The little stone lay motionless on the silver, and the silver nugget was pressed under the small body. The bandit kicked it away and took away the blood-stained silver. The silver nugget held in the small hand was broken open and taken away...
No one noticed that the wound on his back was very shallow, and there was strange red energy spreading like lava...
The bandits gathered to deal with Li Daniu and others. They laughed wildly and assigned the girl's belongings in advance. They did not see the inexplicable changes in the little body at their feet.
The heart of the little stone is getting redder and redder, as if volcanic lava is cracking and getting hotter and hotter!
The heart is hot and red, and soon penetrates and spreads from the blood vessels to the whole body. Traces of hot spider webs appear on the face, and the eyes become brighter and brighter...
"I am going to kill the court dog officials and you eagle dogs! They all deserve to be killed!"
"You are very courageous to dare to attack my heroic brothers, brothers! Avenge your dead brother! Kill the hawks and dogs, skin them and light the sky lanterns!"
"Revenge! Revenge!"
The bandits became more and more excited and surrounded them, eager to try. The alley behind them was blocked by collapsed houses due to the earthquake. Even if they could climb over the wall, what would the family do?
Li Daniu spat hard and stood in front with an iron knife in his hand.
"Bah! You dare to call yourself a hero when you go into the city, kill people, set fire to people, and destroy all conscience! None of you will survive when the imperial army arrives!"
When the city was destroyed, these so-called heroes did many immoral things. No one, old or weak, women or children could escape the murderous hands. The city had just suffered an earthquake and was suddenly harmed by these thieves. To say that they were completely unconscionable was to praise them.
Since ancient times, people who want to do something will give themselves a good reputation. There are a lot of titles for heroes and heroes. If you really investigate carefully, you will know that most of them are fierce and ruthless people. They may have reasons for rebellion, such as dogs. Official persecution or collusion between officials and businessmen, just shouting can attract brothers to rebel together.
Yes, there are not many good people in the government, but there are not many good people in the so-called heroes.
The old sow joked that the crow was black. Everything was for profit. As the head catcher, Li Daniu understood this very well.
The bandits gradually narrowed their encirclement and were ready to try...
The little boss was very happy. He didn't expect to be able to kill a head catcher.
When Luocao went up the mountain, he was often chased by government agents. Many of his brothers fell into their hands, especially Suhang Li, who was as powerful as an ox. Today, he finally fell into his hands. He thought that he would not be able to do it for a while. Let him die too quickly.
Suddenly, the bandits saw the several policemen across from them, dumbfounded and horrified.
Are they afraid of me because of my mighty and domineering attitude?
has a problem! What do their looks mean? No matter how powerful he is, he won't be so frightened that he can't stand, right? What do you mean by throwing away the knife? Want to surrender?
For no reason, the bandits thought the agents were afraid of what was behind them...
The little leader turned back stiffly, and the cold sweat on his temples flowed down his skin and down his cheeks. He swallowed hard and everyone witnessed the terrifying scene with their own eyes.
The face of the little monk who had been chopped to death by a knife was like a cracking rock with hot lava flowing out, his eyes were shining, and hot light red flames were coming out of his two fists!
Xiao Shitou had a ferocious expression on his face and spoke slowly, making a sound like metal friction.
"The money belongs to my master! Whoever steals it will die!"
Suddenly, a certain bandit's legs were separated. The wounds seemed to be smoking and scorched. Then another person's knee was broken, and the third and fourth...
Most of the knees were smashed. In these days, it is impossible to heal a broken knee. If you survive the inflammation and infection, it is impossible to stand up.
"Bad guy! Kill you!"
The strong man who had been chopping small rocks with a knife fell suddenly, and when he looked back, he realized that his legs were broken below the knees.
"Ah...my legs..."
Xiao Shitou is short, so it is most convenient to hit him on his knees, and he has to jump up to hit his navel.
He couldn't run away. The little monster was very fast for some reason. He kept breaking the knees of the bandits. If he was lucky, he would push into the river water and drown the enemies. He didn't care if he was cut by a knife or shot by an arrow. It seems that he is in violent mode and is a little unconscious. The little stone that he couldn't bear to trample to death before was going crazy.
Xu Jiaorong looked pale.
"They are all monsters..."
"I wish there were more monsters like this."
Li Daniu told the truth. He used to come to Osmanthus Alley often. Especially when he learned that the Chinese girl Zhongyi was also here, he came more frequently. He was also familiar with the young monk, named Xiao Shitou. He followed the old monk Huixian to practice and sell paintings. It is said that in order to Make money to build temples.
Little Shitou is a monster, and those bandits are humans. Li Daniu would rather drink tea with Little Shitou than be with these rebels.
They were almost killed when a small stone passed between the two men, causing their knees to break at the same time.
He ran to the little boss, who trembled and knelt down.
"Master Immortal...I'm so sorry for you...please spare me..."
His eyes were blood red and his whole body was like a small stone with flowing lava. He said nothing. Two small hands suddenly grabbed the little boss's face. It was like a hot iron burning meat, sizzling and smoking. The thief's face was burned and smoking when he was pressed by the small hands!
"Help……"
The small stone was squeezed hard, and the whole head's expression was distorted. Under the high temperature, it turned into carbon slag and burned into ashes. The ashes fell to the ground and were stained with white snow. The body without the head fell down and trembled twice.
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