"Little monk, I don't want to hide here anymore, I want to go out."

Liu Xianglian covered her nose. He just wanted to hide for a while and leave immediately when Master Zhitong arrived.

Unexpectedly, the young monk took him to a side hall of Tianning Temple that had been in disrepair for a long time. The golden statue of the Buddha Arhat in the side hall was in disrepair for so long that his origin could not be seen for a long time.

The most important thing is that this statue is hollow, just enough to hide two people.

Originally, all this was wonderful, but the worst part was that some pilgrims did not pay attention to personal hygiene, and the smell hidden in this clay statue was too strong.

From the moment Liu Xianglian hid inside, her tears couldn't stop flowing.

"Donor, this is the only place that is absolutely safe. My master built this Arhat back then. He took part of the money and gave it to the poor. So only I know the secret that this Arhat is hollow."

"Your master must have been corrupt. He tricked you into giving alms to the poor!"

"It's impossible. My master is the best master! He hasn't had new clothes to wear for decades. I've seen it with my own eyes."

"Okay, okay, your master is the best! How about it, have you seen Master Zhitong come back?"

The head of this Arhat's golden body is too narrow, and the outside world can only be seen through the eyes on the head.

"Not back yet! Donor, what can you do even if you find Master Zhitong? There are officers and soldiers everywhere outside Tianning Temple now. Otherwise, you should surrender!"

The little novice monk looked at the stern guards turning Tianning Temple over and over, feeling very sad.

The guards in this side hall have been here four or five times. If his master's methods weren't too clever, he and Liu Xianglian would have been discovered long ago.

"Are you scared?"

"Amitabha, I'm not afraid!"

"You're afraid of becoming my accomplice, aren't you? Little monk, you have gone to the point of no return now. Why don't you and I return to secular life? Otherwise, if I run out before the time comes, you will be caught in the prison.

It’s really like a clay Bodhisattva crossing a river, and you can’t protect yourself.”

"No way, I'm a good person! They won't catch me."

"Shh! There seems to be movement again, please take a look!"

Liu Xianglian didn't want to stay for a moment longer, so she turned into a chatterbox and talked to the little novice monk. When she heard the bustling noise, she quickly stopped and listened carefully.

"Back, Master Zhitong is back!"

"Okay! Little monk, are you really unwilling to return to secular life with me?"

"The little monk will not return to secular life even after he dies!"

With a bang, Liu Xianglian knocked the young monk unconscious with a palm and threw him out of the dilapidated side hall. He turned around and jumped out: "I, Liu Xianglian, son of Marquis Yanyun, who of you dares to arrest me!"

As soon as Master Zhitong entered Tianning Temple, his eyelids jumped. Today's intrigue with Shui Zheng had already made him very upset. He didn't expect something big to happen in Tianning Temple.

Boom---Boom-----Boom!

The bells rang one after another, and countless monks, officers and soldiers began to run in the same direction.

"This kid is not dead?"

Liu Xianglian's voice was very loud, and Master Zhitong was an eminent monk with boundless skills. Although the voice was far away, it was not much different from what was in his ears.

Liu Xianglian looked coldly at the officers and soldiers who surrounded her. The leader was the Chief Historian of Prince Zhongshun's Mansion.

"Are you Liu Xianglian?"

"good!"

"By the order of Prince Zhongshun, I will take you down!"

"Slow------! I have something to ask."

Before the Chief Historian came, Prince Zhongshun had already told him that if he really found Liu Xianglian's multiple sets of information, he would suffer a lot, but he could not kill him. When he heard that Liu Xianglian had something to say, he quickly ordered the guards to stop.

"Surround Liu Xianglian!"

Numerous guards were surrounded on three levels inside and outside. Not far away, the crossbowmen were ready with their bows and arrows, ready to cover Liu Xianglian with firepower at any time.

"Liu Xianglian, as the son of Marquis Yanyun, you killed our loyal and obedient royal retainers for no reason. What else can you say now?"

Boom!

Liu Xianglian threw her sign out.

"Chief Historian, do you recognize this token?"

"Are you trying to deceive us by saying that you are a prisoner? It's better not to play these little tricks again. You will lose the reputation of Marquis Yanyun for nothing."

"Oh, there is a way to heaven but you don't take it, and there is no door to hell but you break in."

Liu Xianglian sighed softly, her voice was as weak as a mosquito, and the chief historian could not hear clearly. He took a few steps forward, Liu Xianglian pulled out his soft sword and killed the chief historian on the spot with one strike!

"How dare you, a mere prince's chief historian, to despise the token of the Golden Dragon Guard? I work for the emperor, for Commander Dai! Which of you dares to touch me? You, a mere private soldier of the prince's palace, dare to touch my seventh-grade Feilong Guard, do you really think you are loyal and obedient?

The king can cover the sky with one hand!"

Liu Xianglian killed the chief historian with one sword, then pressed forward step by step and shouted angrily!

He didn't dare to retreat. Everyone has a herd mentality. After the moment of confusion when he was just shocked, if two or three of these guards rushed towards him, his ending would definitely be miserable.

In a group incident, no matter how serious it is, it is very possible to be beaten to death on the spot.

In fact, the best way is to be captured by the chief historian and these soldiers and brought back to the Zhongshun Prince's Mansion. According to his current speculation, he will probably be able to come back safely.

Your own life is still useful to others. Since it is still useful, you will not die in a short time.

But he cannot be caught. After being caught, there is no need to delay, Baochai will die in three to five days.

Although Liu Xianglian had always wanted to rewrite the ending of "A Dream of Red Mansions" after she became enemies with Laitou Monk, he never thought of making the already miserable ending of "Red Mansions" even more miserable.

Everyone yearns for good things, so it would be best to kill the Chief Historian of Prince Zhongshun's Palace.

All the soldiers looked at me and I looked at you, but no one was willing to retreat.

"Amitabha, why should the donor be in trouble with these little soldiers? They also have parents, wives and children, and they are just following orders. Why don't you retreat quickly? This token is the Golden Dragon Guard token. The Holy Lord personally appoints the commander. The Zhongshun Palace cannot arrest him.

Go back and report to your prince, and the matter of Donor Liu will be put on my head."

Master Zhitong suddenly appeared in the middle of the confrontation like a savior. He not only saved the royal guards who were riding a tiger and was unable to get off, but also saved Liu Xianglian, who was fierce in appearance and soft in heart.

A small school boy stood up and raised his hands to Master Zhitong and said: "With Master Zhitong's guarantee, I will return to the palace soon to resurrect the prince. Although Liu Xianglian is the son of Marquis Yanyun, he is no more than a white man now. The man who killed me in the palace

, you must never rest! Master Zhitong, please don’t let go of this beast.”

"Amitabha!"

Master Zhitong chanted a Buddhist chant, and the guards retreated.

Liu Xianglian sat down on the ground, her back soaked with sweat.

"Master Zhitong, why did you save me?"

"Donor Liu wanted to see the poor monk even if he wanted to kill people. The poor monk was extremely curious, so he came to rescue him."

"hehe!"

Liu Xianglian breathed heavily and laughed: "I thought Master Zhitong was an eminent monk whose appearance remained unchanged despite the collapse of Mount Tai. I never thought he was such an interesting and curious monk. This should be regarded as anger. Read it?"

"Amitabha, to be angry is not to be angry, and not to be angry is to be angry. The Tathagata, the Patriarch, always resides in my heart. Everything is just a dream, so why bother?"

"Master Zhitong, no matter what you think, you have saved me twice, and I must repay you generously! Now I am here to ask you to return to Jinling to save lives. I wonder if you should or shouldn't?"

Liu Xianglian was not an ungrateful person. He had already begun to think about what he could give the old monk in return so that he could have clear thoughts.

It is a pity that although Marquis Yanyun lived a heroic life, he did not leave any great legacy to Liu Xianglian. The only valuable things were the things he would obtain later by fate.

"Amitabha, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda! But now, the poor monk has nothing to do."

Master Zhitong saw that Liu Xianglian must have given him a valuable treasure. After saving two lives, he still asked himself whether he should go back to Jinling to save someone. It showed that the exchange was definitely not bad.

Helpless, I have been trying to heal Shui Zheng's anger in the past few days. Once I use the magic method to return to Aurous Hill and cannot heal Shui Zheng's body, their fragile alliance may be broken.

"Master, the injured person is Miss Baochai from the Xue family in Jinling! She was injured by a ghost eagle in Jiming Temple, and she was filled with evil spirit. Master, Jiming Temple has been using your name to act, and Miss Baochai is pregnant again. The livelihood of tens of thousands of people is at stake, Master, please save her!"

After going through all kinds of hardships, I finally found the rightful owner, but I was told that I couldn't save him...

Liu Xianglian couldn't bear such stimulation, and her eyes instantly turned red.

"Alas, it's not that this poor monk has no compassion, it's just that he is powerless!"

Liu Xianglian looked at Monk Zhitong with a heavy expression, recalling every detail of her time with Baochai in her mind.

There is no doubt that Baochai is a very lovely and perfect woman. Although she has nothing to do with him, it is really unjust for such a beautiful woman to die in vain because of her words.

Plop!

Liu Xianglian knelt in front of Monk Zhitong and begged sincerely: "Master, I know that your Dharma is boundless, and you will definitely be able to save Miss Bao! As long as you are willing to save her, I... I am willing to join your sect and work for you. Promote Buddhism!”

"cough!"

Master Zhitong smiled bitterly and said, "Donor, why bother?"

The skinny hands were slightly raised, and Liu Xianglian's knees on the ground were slowly straightened and she stood up again.

"It is impossible for the poor monk to save the benefactor of Baochai. But there is something in Shangjing City that can suppress the evil spirit of evil spirits. If you can ask for that thing, after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the poor monk will naturally be able to return to Jinling. Save people.”

"Thank you so much, Master! Please give it to me as soon as possible, otherwise it may change later."

"If the poor monk had it, he would have given it to Donor Liu long ago. Unfortunately, the poor monk does not have it here."

"Master, please tell me where that thing is."

"Eleven years ago..."

"Master, could you please keep the story short? This is my tribute to you. I hope it will be useful to you!"

Liu Xianglian handed Zhitong the "Tian Lei Dafa" that he had treasured all the way. So far, he has a good impression of Master Zhitong. Although he is a bit philistine, he is not a hypocrite or a villain, just a somewhat mercenary person. Good people.

This thing is the unique skill of Yao Guangxiao, the demon monk. After much deliberation, Liu Xianglian decided that it is better to be more precious than to be more expensive.

I had little understanding of Zhang Sengyao's gift, and it might not be a good thing to bite off more than I can chew, so I simply gave it to Monk Zhitong.

Master Zhitong took it and took a look, with a look of surprise on his face, and quickly put it in his arms: "There is a piece of beautiful jade in the Jia family of Rongguo Mansion, which has the effect of exorcising evil spirits and suppressing evil spirits. If you get it, you can suppress the evil spirits of evil spirits."
Chapter completed!