What is going on? Are the abbot and the Three Lingnan Ghosts also in the same group?
But why are Lao Jiang and He Lanxue willing to swallow this unjust injustice?
A few of us were imprisoned in the firewood shed of Hantan Temple. The conditions of the firewood shed were very poor, the light was dim, there was no bed, it was just covered with a layer of weeds, and there were mice scurrying around from time to time.
Yin Ling'er was so frightened that she immediately jumped on He Lanxue's back. He Lanxue patted her and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, master is here."
As for my master, Lao Jiang, he actually had the leisure to take out a stick of Hardman and smoke it. I couldn't help but give him a kick: "What kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd?"
Lao Jiang felt pain and said angrily: "Li Jinglan, do you want to murder your mentor?"
"Bah! Tell me, what are your plans? It's obvious that the Three Lingnan Ghosts are in the Discipline Academy."
Lao Jiang answered me with the following words: No comment!
Yin Ling'er held her face in her hands and disliked the poor conditions here. Lao Jiang took the initiative to comfort her and said that if she sat quietly for a few hours, the truth would be revealed! Now all we need to do is: wait.
The strange thing is that an hour later, a monk suddenly brought us breakfast and asked us to eat it quickly.
There must be a monster when things go wrong. How could anyone care so much about a prisoner? It was probably mixed with poison, but Lao Jiang took it with a smile and said thank you for your hard work, little master!
When we turned our backs to eat, Lao Jiang hit my and Yin Ling'er's hands with his chopsticks like lightning.
We immediately woke up and deliberately pretended to eat a lot. After a while, we fell dizzy and fell to the ground.
Seeing that everyone had fainted, the monk outside stabbed us with a wooden stick. After making sure that there was no problem, he opened the cell door.
"Hmph! I don't know where these two pairs of bad guys and girls came from, but they dared to ruin grandpa's good deeds."
"Then I will follow Mr. Nick's instructions and kill you first, and then pretend to commit suicide in fear of crime. In this way, all the murders will be unconfirmed." I saw the man took out the Saijo rope from the bag and put it around our necks with a sinister smile!
However, what he never expected was that a figure suddenly rose from the ground, and its speed was ten times that of him. Immediately after a clang sound, the black knife was unsheathed, and the Impermanent Ghost was kneeling in front of us with bleeding knees.
The Impermanent Ghost was wearing a monk's robe, and his human skin mask had been torn off by Lao Jiang. He covered his neck and looked at Lao Jiang in disbelief: "You...what are you doing?"
Lao Jiang clapped his hands, and all of us stood up one by one.
This scene made Impermanence Ghost's eyes widen: "You are not poisoned, so who are you?"
Lao Jiang put the black knife back into its sheath, his eyes cold and without any warmth: "Black knife Qilin!"
At that moment, I saw shock, disbelief, and deep fear in the eyes of the Impermanence Ghost...
After dealing with the Impermanence Ghost, Lao Jiang took us out of the woodshed. Unexpectedly, there was no guard outside.
"This abbot doesn't take us seriously." I said as I walked.
Lao Jiang did not answer my question, but glanced at his watch lightly: "It should be almost time."
"Huh?" Yin Ling'er and I both looked at Lao Jiang.
Lao Jiang still looked like he was continuing to sell things, and He Lanxue finally spoke: "It's better to tell the children, you can see they are anxious."
He Lanxue's words were very useful. Lao Jiang immediately explained to us that it turned out that he had secretly discussed it with the abbot when he went out in the afternoon!
The abbot suspected that there was a traitor in the temple, and he must be one of the elders of the West of the Discipline Academy, otherwise he would not have left the door open for the Three Lingnan Ghosts.
This traitor cooperated with the three ghosts of Lingnan, killing monks and looking for the treasure of the temple. He will never be forgiven!
So they planned to play a series of tricks, with the mantis catching the cicada and the oriole behind.
The abbot actually arrested us on purpose, in order to make the thieves take it lightly and continue to hunt for treasures unscrupulously.
Afterwards, he invited the elders from the West to talk!
Because the treasure of the temple is the biggest secret of Hantan Temple, it can only be told to the next successor before the previous abbots pass away.
However, the abbot said that Hantan Temple had reached a critical stage of survival, and that he himself would be killed by thieves at any time. In order to pass on the secret, he could only break hundreds of years of iron rules and inform in advance where the treasure of the temple was stored. Already...
But they were warned sternly not to leak it to a third party.
In fact, the abbot revealed different treasure locations to each elder in order to lure the snake out of its hole!
The loyal elders will naturally remain silent after knowing the location, but if it is the traitor, they will definitely be eager to join forces with outsiders to go to that place.
By that time, you can catch the turtle in the urn.
As soon as he finished speaking, a signal bomb was suddenly fired not far away. Lao Jiang said to us with a smile on his face: "Then it's time for the oriole to appear!"
That signal bomb was left by Lao Jiang to the abbot, asking him to fire it when needed, and he would rush to support as soon as possible.
We immediately rushed in the direction of the signal flare and soon arrived at our destination.
In front of the stupa where monks of all generations are buried, the hanged ghost, the mourning ghost, and Nick stood together with the elder holding the beads, while the abbot and all the monks surrounded them and faced each other.
"Jingkong, I didn't expect it was really you!" The abbot paused with one finger in the air, feeling heartbroken.
The elder holding the prayer beads is the Jingkong in his mouth.
Monk Jingkong sneered: "Pedant, instead of guarding that piece of shit, why not give it to Mr. Warner? Do you know that I won't be able to spend all the gold bars he gave me in three lifetimes? I can return to secular life and buy foreign goods in Shanghai. Building, buying a luxury car, and keeping a house of concubines.”
"Monk Xida Jingkong, your six roots are impure, and the word greed will kill you." The abbot also tried to influence Jingkong.
Jingkong said, "Senior brother, how are you better than me? You don't hesitate to lie in order to lure me out. Do you know that monks don't lie?"
The mourner in red couldn't wait any longer. He shook out a long bloody whip and showed an evil smile: "Tell them anything more, I won't believe that this old bald donkey has been arrested and he still hasn't revealed the whereabouts of the clay statue." !”
After saying that, she brought out countless whip shadows and attacked the abbot.
Seeing that the bloody whip seemed to have eyes, it was about to wrap around the abbot's neck. The next moment, He Lanxue was like a god descending. His long sword passed through a touch of frost and cut off a section of the long whip.
"I'll kill you!" The mourning ghost rushed towards him desperately.
The hanged man no longer watched the show. He held a sharp iron hook in each hand and attacked He Lanxue.
Lao Jiang stood in front of He Lanxue, and the moment the black knife in his hand was revealed, the hanged man, the boss, was immediately shocked: "You, you are actually from Qilin."
Then he shouted in horror: "You are not dead, where is the second child? What did you do to the second child?"
"Nothing...it just makes his nickname of Impermanent Ghost worthy of his name." Lao Jiang's domineering voice made the remaining two Lingnan ghosts even angrier, and the two of them resorted to desperate moves.
Nick took advantage of the chaos and took out his pistol, intending to give Lao Jiang and He Lanxue a fatal blow, regardless of whether it would hurt the two Lingnan ghosts.
It's a pity that Yin Ling'er and I are not vegetarians. As soon as Yin Ling'er slapped the bamboo basket, the buzzing, buzzing, and buzzing poisonous insects flew out in dense numbers, drowning Nick in an instant.
"Bite him, bite him." Yin Ling'er put on a cute fighting posture.
While fighting, He Lanxue did not forget to tell us: "Don't take the life of that foreigner, we still have something to ask!"
Yin Ling'er quickly added an order to her insect partner: "Don't bite that bad guy to death, just swell his butt."
Seeing the scene in front of them, the monks in Hantan Temple were so shocked that they dared not move.
Soon, the battle on Lao Jiang's side ended.
The Hanged Man and the Wailer were trampled under his feet by him and He Lanxue. I also took advantage of the insect tide to dissipate and subdued the dying Nick.
In the end, the three of them were gathered together. The two Lingnan ghosts were covered in bloody wounds, and Nick had gained weight several times from being stung by poisonous insects.
"You are from Warner, right?"
"Did you rob the train escorting the Buddha's head?"
"Other than that clay statue, what is your purpose in coming to Hantan Temple?"
Lao Jiang asked three questions in a row, and the Lingnan Ghosts nodded repeatedly. However, Nick did not say a word. He bargained with the Lingnan Ghosts and asked Lao Jiang: "If we tell the truth about everything we know, will you let go?" Do we leave alive?"
"Then it depends on your sincerity."
The old ginger lit a Hademan.
However, the next moment, two gunshots rang out, and the Hanged Man and the Weeper fell to the ground. They looked in disbelief and looked in the direction of the shooting. It was actually Nick.
Unexpectedly, Nick had a gun hidden on his body. He said with extreme indifference: "Anyone who hinders the master's plan must die!"
Old Jiang kicked the gun away from Nick's hand, but Nick laughed wildly: "You can't stop the master, just like you can't change the poverty and backwardness of this country. You won't know what happened until you actually fight against the ghost. It's fear!"
"The treasures of Dunhuang will be displayed in the British Museum like the cultural relics of ancient Egypt, ancient Babylon, and the ancient Maya, because only in this way can they still shine brightly after hundreds of thousands of years."
"We are the protectors of cultural relics, we are the real heroes, history will prove everything!" Nick looked up to the sky and smiled, but when he smiled, black blood flowed out of his eyes, nose, ears, and mouth...
Nick committed suicide!
