"What?" Bayan rushed forward and probed the disciple's situation, and sure enough, there was no breath and pulse.

Huangfu Pavilion also stepped forward to investigate, and then said to Bayan: "It seems that the heart veins were broken with internal strength, but 'there are some speciousness, it's really strange.'" ”

"You actually poisoned my apprentice?" Bayan heard that his apprentice's heart was broken, and he must have no luck, and his eyes were red and he stared at Xin Han.

Xin Han took a few steps back, pretending to be afraid, and spread his hands: "You all saw it, it was he who asked me to kill him, I have lived so long, and it is the first time I have heard such a request." ”

Shuang'er couldn't help but laugh out loud when she heard this.

The old monk of Orange Light clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, sin, sin." ”

Xin Han was angry in his heart: "I'm helping you, you are still guilty." ”

Bayan 'snorted', raised his big slap, and took the tantric mudra and slapped it, but was blocked by the orange light's 'Pranya palm', and the touch was divided, the orange light did not move in place, and Bayan retreated half a step.

"Okay, monk, are you going to protect this murderer?"

Bayan's eyes rolled, and he suddenly felt that this was also an excuse, as long as he took this orange light, the people in the Qingliang Temple were not like things in their pockets.

Chao Xinxi and Huangfu Pavilion made a look, and the two immediately understood.

Xinxi stepped forward: "Senior Brother Orange Light, this person behind you is a murderer, it's your fault to shelter him." ”

Huangfu Pavilion was about to speak, but Orange Light said: "Although this donor doesn't know what method to use to kill this master, but everyone heard it clearly before, it is indeed the master himself who strongly requested it, although the poor monk is also very surprised by this request, but the monk does not speak, the fact is that it is so, but he can't complain about this donor." ”

Xin Han laughed in his heart, thinking that the old monk Orange Light was also an elm with an ancient head, and he would complain that he would kill people by himself.

I didn't expect this old monk to be wilted, isn't this the legendary mending knife!

"What are you talking about, in short, killing people is not right." Xin Xirao is tactful, and he was speechless at this time, after all, the yellow-robed lama did say that he was looking for death before, and he couldn't refute it, so he could only bite the matter of killing.

"Yes, murder to pay off debts and pay back, although this master is indeed to blame, but the murder also violates the law of the country, let's arrest this person together and hand him over to the government, we have our own conclusion."

Huangfu Pavilion is cunning and cunning, knowing that there must be a reason to find trouble in Qingliang Temple today, otherwise this orange light is one of the eighteen Arhats of Shaolin, and Shaolin Temple is not easy to bully.

He thought well, but Bayan didn't care about this, he only knew that his disciple had been killed, and he had planned to make trouble with Qingliang Temple this time.

I saw Bayan roaring angrily: "What kind of official, everyone let go and kill people, let me do it, and kill in Qingliang Temple." ”

The lamas beside him had long been impatient, and now that he had received Bayan's order, a lama flew out and kicked towards Orange Light's lower abdomen.

Orange Light didn't dodge either, and was kicked by this kick.

There was a 'click' sound, and the orange light was fine, but the lama broke his leg and fell backwards.

Bayan screamed, stretched out his left hand, and fished back with his right hand, all of which became chicken claws and grabbed Chengguang.

Chengguang sighed lightly, snorted twice, and forced Bayan away.

On the side, the Huangfu Pavilion saw Bayan doing it, and knew that he couldn't be good today, so he shouted in his heart: "Good 'Prajna Palm'!" The index finger of his left hand pointed out, and a strong wind stabbed towards the door of Chengguang.

At the same time, the other lamas drew their steel knives and wanted to bypass the orange light and rush into the temple, and two lamas pounced on Xin Han, waving their steel knives to avenge the yellow-robed lama.

Xin Han didn't know where to get a palm-sized stone at this time, and when he saw the two of them waving their knives and rushing closer, he raised his hand and threw the stone high.

The stone was going to fall down and hit the head, which was either dead or injured, and the two lamas subconsciously looked up, which was also the instinctive reaction of the human body, and the province was smashed.

Xin Han took advantage of this opportunity to slap the top of the head melon, and the two lamas who were hit were bleeding and fell to the ground, and then reached out and copied the stone that fell on his hand.

"Tsk, just this IQ and learn to dance with swords, so you're not afraid of hurting yourself?" Xin Han pursed his lips and said disdainfully.

Of course, he didn't look at the stones, and he had times when he was smashed, but the stones he used at that time were smaller, and they couldn't hurt anyone, at most it hurt for a while, but this time he used a trick to make a contribution.

Shuang'er watched his father-in-law play treasure, and his stomach hurt when he laughed, but when he saw a few lamas running towards Xin Han with knives, he was afraid that his father-in-law would lose, so he had to meet him.

Xin Han stretched out his hand to stop: "You rest, watch your father-in-law deal with these stinky fish and shrimp." After speaking, he copied the stone in his hand and stepped forward to fight in close quarters.

He was nimble, shuttling between these lamas as if he were swimming in water, and the stones in his hands were used as bricks.

He also muttered: "Confucius said: Use bricks to fight, according to the face, not messy; I don't care anymore, I don't care about death, I don't care about death, I don't care about death. ”

His footsteps moved very fast, blocking in front of the gate of Qingliang Temple, and none of the lamas could rush over, either the back of his head was open or his face was covered with blood from his face.

These lamas' martial arts are commonplace, and if they were really masters, Bayan would not have brought so many people here, these people are all here to make up the numbers to gain momentum.

In the blink of an eye, he used all the moves of the bricks.

The great monk of Xinxi is just a monk who is a philistine, and he is familiar with martial arts, how can this kind of scene be improvised, and he will stand aside and watch the excitement when he sees it.

I thought that my people were strong and would win, but I didn't know where the pilgrims who ran out were so brave, and they only took a moment to put down a piece.

Looking at the murderous figure again, he was smiling towards himself with bad intentions, and immediately turned his head and ran, but as soon as he turned around, he was kicked on the buttocks, and a dog ate shit, and he lay on the ground on all fours.

When he was about to turn his head and beg for mercy, as soon as he turned his head, he was called by Xin Han with a stone in his face, and immediately had a long nosebleed, fortunately Xin Han knew that he was not the mastermind, and he was not good at martial arts for fear of killing him, so he didn't use force, but this fat fat face was inevitably broken.

Xin Han threw a stone and clapped his hands and said: "Confucius, what the old man said is really right, fighting with bricks, it is not easy to lose!" ”

Nabayan and Huangfu Pavilion attacked Orange Light, but they were stopped by Orange Light's unhurried 'Prajna Palm', and the three of them were evenly matched.

But he was not in a hurry, he inquired, there were no masters in this temple except for Orange Light, the eighteen Arhats of Shaolin, as long as his subordinates rushed into the temple without worrying about big things.

But during the exchange, he squinted and saw that all the lamas under him were stoned by the scholar-like pilgrims, and he was immediately furious, and the disciple who had died before spurted out a mouthful of old blood under repeated blows.

Seeing this, Huangfu Pavilion took out two fingers to force back the orange light to hold Bayan, but the orange light did not pursue, took two steps back and recited the Buddha name.

Huangfu Pavilion was also secretly depressed when he heard Xin Han's words, he had also read a lot of books, but when did Sage Kong let people fight with bricks?

Xin Han smiled and looked at Xinxi at his feet and said, "I said that it's not good for you to be your own monk, everything is harmonious, I'm beating you?" Or hit you? Or hit you? ”

Xinxi suddenly had the urge to cry, aren't you all beating me, let me choose.

Immediately, he couldn't care about the pain on his face and begged for mercy: "Grandpa spare his life, the Bodhisattva Ding Zhenrong Monastery Grand Lama Shengluotuo, asked someone to send me two hundred taels of silver, please accompany his junior brother Bayan to Qingliang Temple to find someone, the little monk is greedy for money, the little monk is guilty, but the sin is not to death, grandpa spare his life, don't fight again." ”

Xin Han twitched his mouth again: "It's obviously a thousand taels!" ”

Xinxi said: "It's really five hundred taels, one more tael, the old monk is not a person." ”

Xin Han didn't bother to bother with him, so he said: "Get out, don't let me know that you have anything to do with the lama again, otherwise you will tear down your bones and stew soup to drink." ”

"Get out, get out." Xinxi didn't care about the face of the monk, covered his face with one hand, and ran away with his buttocks with the other.

Xin Han turned around and walked towards the two of them in the Bayan Huangfu Pavilion with a smile: "How do you two want to die?" ”

"Who is Your Excellency, we have no grievances with Your Excellency, why should Your Excellency be involved?"

Huangfu Pavilion didn't have any support in his heart at this time, Bayan couldn't fight anymore at the moment, an orange light couldn't do it by himself, plus this mysterious pilgrim, he was not an opponent.

Xin Han walked to the near future and smiled: "I just see what you can do if you don't like it?" I'm going to bully you, what can you do? ”

"You're deceiving people too much." Hearing him roar, hundreds of people rushed out of the bushes around this Qingliang Temple, all holding weapons.

Huangfu Pavilion laughed wildly: "I didn't expect it."

Before he finished speaking, Xin Han had already deceived himself, captured the thief first, captured the king first, and took the Huangfu Pavilion, these people are all salted fish.

Huangfu Pavilion let go of Bayan, took out two fingers, and pointed at Xin Han's throat, but Xin Han grabbed his fingers.

"I'll let you point to me." Xin Han twisted his wrist and squeaked to break Huangfu Ge's fingers, and then grabbed Huangfu Ge's neck, and by the way, a whip leg slapped Bayan's head and kicked him unconscious.

"Don't move, I'm going to break his neck." Xin Han shouted.

His current strength, Orange Light, the Shaolin Eighteen Arhats, he doesn't care about it, let alone the inferior Huangfu Pavilion.

The subordinates of the Huangfu Pavilion stopped when they saw him captured.

"What the hell are you going to do?" Huangfu Ge felt the power from Xin Han's fingers, he believed that Xin Han was absolutely capable of pinching his neck, and he began to be afraid.

Xin Han said: "What's the matter, of course I kidnapped you, you see that you are so well dressed, you have so many subordinates, and what kind of famous people in western Sichuan must be rich and ruthless, let your men go down and take millions of silver, how about I let you go?" ”

Huangfu Pavilion is so hanging a mouthful of blood spurting out, millions of silver, are you the one who opened a silver mine in my family?

"Your Excellency is not going to laugh, how can you still give orders?"

Xin Han raised his eyebrows: "Who is joking with you, Lao Tzu just made a wish in Qingliang Temple, wanting to make a fortune, but I didn't expect to meet you, a fat sheep, just out of the temple, it is really the blessing of the Sanqing Patriarch, hurry up and pay the money and I will let you go." ”

Huangfu Pavilion and the old monk of Orange Light on the side were stunned, making a wish in the temple, thanking the Sanqing patriarch for his blessing, what kind of logic is this.

Shuang'er is very happy on the side, and it is really interesting to be fair.

Xin Han said to the orange light: "Old monk, it's none of your business, why should you go, don't say that your temple is really effective, let me make a fortune, and I will rebuild the mountain gate for you when I come back." ”

Orange Light smiled secretly in his heart, this adult was really interesting, nodded immediately, recited the Buddha name and turned around to enter the temple, and told the monk to close the mountain gate.

Seeing that the orange light was gone, Xin Han said, "Follow me down the mountain first, and let your people carry these lamas to follow." After speaking, he beckoned Shuang'er to follow, and walked down the mountain with Huangfu Pavilion in one hand.

Huangfu Pavilion had no choice but to let his subordinates carry the lama to follow.

As soon as he arrived at the bottom of the mountain, Xin Han directly tore the ticket and broke the neck of the Huangfu Pavilion, and took Bayan to do it together.

The subordinates of the Huangfu Pavilion rose up when they saw it.

These people are all rough in martial arts, and they killed more than a dozen people with their cold and hot hands, and they suddenly lost their courage, and the Huangfu Pavilion was already dead, and they all dispersed in a hurry.

When I turned around, I saw that Shuang'er had also put down a few, and they all clicked on the acupoints, so he said: "It's still my Shuang'er who is powerful, but these people don't deserve death, so let them all go." ”

Shuang'er immediately blushed when he heard 'my Shuang'er', nodded shyly, and solved the acupoints of these people.

At this moment, I suddenly heard someone behind me shouting, "But Lord Xin Hanxin? ”

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First of all, I would like to thank the first deacon of this book, 'Wind and Fire, Forest Moon', who was flattered by the summer.

Foresee, after Xin Han returns to Beijing, the world of Luding will first rely on one paragraph, the next world is biochemistry, and then the next one is Xiaoao.

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