As time went by, black shadows gradually filled the sky, swallowing up the red sunset; in the vast night, not even a star was seen, and even the moonlight seemed shy and disappeared.
"How's it going? Have you checked it out?" Shopkeeper Qian, who was dressed in black and covered his face tightly with a black scarf, lurked in front of the Wanfo Temple with two men in black.
"Don't worry, Shopkeeper Qian, we have been keeping an eye on Misu all day." A man in black in charge of the investigation held a bright lancet in his hand: "She has been led into the guest room of the side hall by a young novice."
"Okay, when you go in later, be sure to bring the person out without him noticing. Don't try to scare the snake." Shopkeeper Qian's eyes were filled with fierceness: "If this rat doesn't show up, then I won't be so cruel."
"Don't worry, Shopkeeper Qian, our brothers will handle this matter properly if they use people's money to eliminate disasters." The man in black who was in charge of the investigation waved his hand, and the other two men in black followed him and jumped over the wall.
"This Zuo Tianhao is really unreliable. He said he would help me, but now he can't even be seen." Shopkeeper Qian cursed angrily to himself, "No wonder Junior Sister can't trust him."
The guest room in the west wing of Wanfo Temple is exclusively for familiar pilgrims to stay. Misu has offered incense to the temple for three consecutive years and already has a fixed guest room.
The guest room Misu chose was simple and simple, with only a couch, a table and two chairs, and a vigorous and powerful word "Zen" hanging on the east wall.
"Lian'er, what wish did you make in the Main Hall today?" Misu stood by the window, holding her chin in her hands, looking at the dull night thoughtfully.
"You can only know your wishes yourself. If you say it out loud, it won't work." Lian'er stood by the couch, adjusting the bedding and laughing.
"Really?" Misu looked up at the sky and sighed quietly: "No matter how beautiful the night in a foreign country is, it is not as beautiful as the one in my hometown."
"Girl, are you homesick?" Lian'er spread the quilt neatly and asked curiously: "I have followed the girl for so long, and I still don't know where the girl's hometown is?"
"No more talking, it's just to make me sad." Mi Su closed the window and took out a withered sheet of music from the package: "Lian'er, I want to read a book; if you're sleepy, go to bed first."
The three men in black walked lightly and were familiar with the road, and soon found the West Side Hall: "Brother, which room is the prey?"
"The first one to the east?" The man in black who had just investigated gestured towards the two of them: "You two keep watch while I go get the prey."
"Yes!" The two men in black rolled over and over, lurking on the east and north sides of the guest room respectively. They cooperated skillfully and were obviously masters of this art.
The man in black who was investigating took cat steps and tiptoed under the window eaves of the guest room. He secretly pierced the thin window paper and quietly stretched a short bamboo tube in.
"Huh?" Misu was reading the music score page by page attentively. Suddenly he saw the petals of the Chati flower placed in front of him change color slightly. He was shocked, and he quickly closed his breath and deliberately fell down on the table.
With a "squeak" sound, the man in black saw that Misu and Lian'er in the guest room had been attacked, so he gently opened the door and quickly approached Misu.
"Who are you?" Just as the man in black stretched out his hand, Misu's eyes suddenly opened, he pulled out the half-moon blade from his waist, and swung the knife.
"Oh!" The man in black was caught off guard, and his right arm was cut open, with blood splattering. But his reaction was extremely fast, and when he saw that the situation was not going well, he ran out the door.
"Where are you running!" Misu put one foot on his feet and took off the half-moon blade in mid-air, spinning towards the man in black.
Although the man in black was not very good at martial arts, his ability to save his life was extremely good. When he heard the sound of wind coming from behind, he dwarfed and threw himself forward.
"Whoosh whoosh." The half-moon blade flew along his scalp and hit the wall, then bounced back into Misu's hand.
The man in black took advantage of the moment Misu took over, stood up, ran out the door and gestured to the two men in black on guard: "The idea is too tough, no!"
Misu chased after him, and the sharp half-moon sword skills flashed with cold light in the dark night, forcing the fleeing man in black to panic.
Zuo Tianhao, who was lurking on the ancient tree in the dark night, used his feet to hit Misu's Fengmen point from behind with lightning speed, and then knocked the man in black away with a backhand palm.
"A bunch of rubbish, who fail to achieve anything but fail more than they deserve." Zuo Tianhao used his strong left arm to hold Mi Su on his shoulders, then kicked away the body of the man in black and flew away.
"Bang bang bang!" Several distant bells suddenly sounded from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, breaking the originally silent night.
"Amitabha! The benefactor broke into our Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple at night and took away the female benefactor. I don't know what he wants?" The person standing in front of Zuo Tianhao was the handsome young novice monk who was in the main hall during the day.
"Hehe! Little bald donkey, grandpa's business is not your business!" Zuo Tianhao didn't take the little novice monk seriously at all: "Get out of the way if you have sense."
"Amitabha! The Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple is a pure place of Buddhism. Why does the donor want to kill people here?" The little novice monk clasped his hands together and said the Buddha's name.
"Grandpa can do whatever he wants, what can you do to me?" Zuo Tianhao's movements were actually faster than his voice, and the black eagle blade in his hand had already stabbed the little novice between the eyebrows in the blink of an eye.
"Amitabha! Good! Good!" The little novice monk remained motionless, still chanting the Buddha's name; but his white robe was bulging in the wind, and the white aura around him spread out in circles like a tornado, blocking the advancement of the blade. .
"After a few moments, no wonder he is confident!" Zuo Tianhao saw that the little novice monk was very skilled and thought about making a move in this temple. Soon more people would be attracted and it would be difficult to escape.
"Little bald donkey, grandpa won't be with you anymore." Zuo Tianhao suddenly put away the black eagle blade, jumped up to the treetops with both feet, and flew towards the outside of the temple.
The little novice monk sat cross-legged, and the aura that had spread returned to his robe in circles, holding him in the air and chasing Zuo Tianhao in the direction of his escape.
Zuo Tianhao's body skills were mediocre, and since he was carrying someone on his shoulders, his escape speed was even slower. As soon as he jumped over the temple wall, a white figure blocked him in front of him.
"Amitabha! Donor, don't be stubborn anymore, put down the butcher knife, and turn around." The little novice monk in white robe just crossed his legs and suspended in mid-air, his eyes were slightly closed, and the white air around him formed a barrier.
"Meditation skill." Zuo Tianhao's face began to look solemn, and the aura emitted by the little novice opposite was calm, but extremely powerful: "I didn't expect that there are people in this Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple who have such skills."
"Drink!" The little novice monk's eyes widened, and the white aura around him formed white palms and pushed towards Zuo Tianhao.
"Boom, boom, boom." A golden King Kong with angry eyes also appeared in front of Zuo Tianhao. The flowing fist power and the white palm force collided with each other, forming bursts of roaring sounds.
"What the donor used was the body of Vajra?" The little novice monk in white robe sighed: "It's a pity that he has such ability, but he has to do such an evil thing."
"Little bald donkey, why are you so pedantic!" The red line between Zuo Tianhao's eyebrows gradually appeared, and the tip of the Black Eagle Blade in his hand was pointed downwards.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" The white aura around the little novice's body changed qualitatively, and he let out a series of shrill screams.
The swirling white light gradually dispersed, forming ghostly skulls, which rushed toward Zuo Tianhao like meteors.
"You actually know such evil skills!" Zuo Tianhao shouted. His Black Eagle Fist strength was not as fast as that of the little novice monk. In desperation, he had no choice but to turn the yellow light around him into a shield to block it in front of him. .
"Rust, rustle!" Most of these white skulls hit the yellow light shield and disappeared.
"Drive!" A white horse came galloping like a ray of light in the dark night; Liu Ningshi on the horse saw two people fighting fiercely, her feet lifted off the saddle, and the dragon-shaped dagger in her hand Be more anxious towards the little novice monk.
"Amitabha." The little novice monk in white robes was confronting Zuo Tianhao with all his strength. He never expected that Cheng Yaojin would appear halfway. In desperation, he had no choice but to withdraw his white aura and deal with Liu Ningshi.
"Hey! God is really helping me!" Zuo Tianhao took advantage of the gap between the two of them to fight, connected two dots, and disappeared into the night in an instant.
"Ning Shi! Wait for me!" An Dafang's black horse was obviously not as strong as Liu Ningshi's white horse, so it took a cup of tea to catch up.
"Amitabha!" The little novice monk in white robes suppressed the white aura around him, landed lightly on the ground with his feet, and clasped his hands towards the two of them: "Why does this girl want to help the evildoer?"
"Monk Thief, what are you talking about!" Liu Ningshi pointed her dragon-shaped dagger at the young novice: "I clearly saw you carrying someone on your back, is it Miss Misu?"
"The girl has misunderstood the young monk!" The white-robed novice monk clasped his hands and said, "The burly benefactor whom the young monk intercepted just now was the one who kidnapped Miss Misu."
"Nonsense?" Liu Ningshi was about to say something when her sleeve was pulled by An Dafang: "Ningshi, the man who escaped just now looks very much like Zuo Tianhao!"
"Really?" Liu Ningshi was shocked, and looked at the young novice monk in white robe, who was handsome and handsome. His face was calm and did not look like he was lying.
"Miss Misu is a familiar pilgrim in the temple, how could the young monk rob her?" The young monk in white robe was extremely well-mannered and smiled at Liu Ningshi: "It seems to be a misunderstanding."
"Little master, Ning Shi is rude!" Liu Ningshi saluted the little novice monk and said to An Da Fang: "Brother Da Fang, Miss Mi Su fell into the hands of Zuo Tianhao, which is very dangerous. We Chase quickly."
"Two donors, please Ning Nai for a moment!" The little novice monk in white robe pointed at the tree behind Liu Ningshi: "For the donor in the back, you'd better come out on your own."
"Guys, I'm just passing by, this matter has nothing to do with me." Shopkeeper Qian, who was hiding behind the tree, crawled out shivering, looking like he couldn't stand still, and the black scarf on his face had long disappeared.
"Huh? Are you the shopkeeper of Sanshun Bank?" An Dafang took a closer look and immediately recognized this person: "Why are you here?"
"Me, me!" Shopkeeper Qian rolled his eyes, fabricating lies in his mind, but couldn't say a word.
"Sanshun Bank?" Liu Ningshi recalled quickly in her mind: "I think I heard Brother Xiangyun mention it before that this bank is even more powerful than the Su family's Guangyuan Bank! The appearance of Shopkeeper Qian is definitely not an accident."
"Two benefactors, I have a suggestion, please?" The little novice monk in white robe looked at shopkeeper Qian and smiled slightly.
"Little master, please speak!" Liu Ningshi sheathed the dragon-shaped dagger in her hand.
"Miss Misu will be chased by the two benefactors!" The little novice monk in white robe walked to Shopkeeper Qian and helped him up: "How about this benefactor rest in the temple for a night?"
"Then I'll leave this person to my little master. We'll have something to ask him when we get back." Liu Ningshi and An Dafang looked at each other and nodded.
