"It's the boss. We will definitely not make any mistakes this time and complete the task resolutely and brilliantly." The masked man replied happily, a little playfully.
The group of people walked through the bamboo forest path and quietly walked towards Fenghuang Temple.
Or maybe they are all martial arts masters, but they still disturb the birds that live in the bamboo forest.
Whooping, a burst of birds flew into the night sky, chirping.
A dozen people no longer had any worries and soon arrived at the gate of Fenghuang Temple. A masked man was about to break down the door, but the boss stopped him:
"What are you doing? We are all qualified people. Don't be so rude and knock on the door."
A masked man was amused in his heart, "Oh my god, he still has qualities. If he really had qualities, why would he come to this barren mountain at night?"
However, he did not dare to disobey, but gently moved the door panel, making a crisp "dong-dong" sound.
For a long time, no one answered him. The masked man was about to lift his legs when he heard a rush of footsteps coming from inside, followed by a squeaking sound, and a wooden door was opened.
An old nun stuck her head out from inside: "Amitabha, I wonder why the donor knocked on the door late at night?"
But the masked man pushed open the other door and walked in carelessly: "It's really unlucky. If you meet a nun, you will lose every time you bet."
"Hahaha, what you said is really strange. When you go to a nunnery, instead of meeting nuns, you can also meet fairies, monks, and Taoist priests, right?"
Some people laughed, and others laughed too. It was all extremely obscene.
"Amitabha, this is the place where Buddhism is cleansed and cultivated. Please be kind to all the donors and don't offend the gods." The old nun changed his face and kept chanting.
"What kind of gods are there? Brothers are here, they are gods. Old nun, did you rescue a woman before evening?
Hand over this woman quickly, and my brothers won't make things difficult for you." The masked man shouted loudly.
"Who are you?" The old nun was a little panicked.
"Were you thinking about the gods just now? We are all gods. Brothers, please search everywhere and we must find Cao Zhenzhen."
The boss among the masked men spoke, and even though his face was covered, he was also very proud.
I went there, and more than a dozen people poured into a Zen courtyard in Fenghuang Temple at the same time, rushing towards each room.
The old nun had some martial arts skills, but he was unable to withstand the four punches with both hands. In the end, the old nun was forced to retreat steadily and retreated to a corner of the monastery.
But the nun's female apprentices were all brought into the courtyard.
Obediently, these guys are tired of looking at the promiscuous women outside, so they feel that the few nuns here are the best in the world.
"What on earth do you bunch of beasts want to do?" the old man asked sadly.
"Old nun, we only have to do two things. First, take away the woman you rescued today. Second, let these nuns accompany us properly." A masked man said coldly.
"Beast, you are really a beast." Inside the meditation room, a white-haired old man about seventy years old walked out, his lips trembling because of anger.
He is Nie Hai, Wang Gensheng’s master.
Because of my previous treatment with Cao Zhenzhen, my internal strength was greatly damaged.
In addition, Nie Hai had passed almost all his lifelong skills to Wang Gensheng, so that now he looked even more decrepit and senile.
When a masked man saw Nie Hai, he couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Dear boy, how come there really is a man in the nunnery, and he is still an old man.
How come this strong smell smells worse than the old lady’s foot-binding cloth!”
At this moment, the hilarious masked man suddenly flew out backwards, and it took him a long time to stand still.
Something penetrated the black cloth on his face, and something came out of his mouth.
Through the pale moonlight, you can see a black Go piece.
There are two other things, a big white tooth and a mouthful of bright red phlegm.
"I'll go, you're serious." The masked man took off his mask and rushed towards Nie Hai.
At this moment, a young woman rushed out from inside: "Don't hurt my master, or I'll end up with you."
"Feng'er, didn't I tell you not to come out?" Nie Hai sighed.
"Master, I want to protect you." Feng'er agreed without hesitation.
"Oh, you are so filial but not capable enough, how can you protect me?" Nie Hai sighed again.
This time, the masked men looked straight at her. This woman looked like a fairy, and she looked very similar to Liu Yifei. She was so good, she turned out to be a little fairy.
"Little fairy, you are so beautiful, come home with me!" A masked man said with a smile.
"Why should I go home with you?" Feng'er asked.
"Because you are good-looking, I want to marry you!" the masked man said seriously.
Feng'er did not whisper to the masked man, but waved his sleeves and rushed to the masked man.
Several other little nuns also had some skills and joined the battle group one after another.
Feng'er finally realized that his martial arts skills were still lacking. When he started fighting with a few gangsters, he was beaten back steadily and was unable to resist.
Moreover, only one-third of those masked men were participating in the battle, the other one-third were watching the excitement, and the other third were rummaging around, looking for Cao Zhenzhen's whereabouts.
It was a peaceful place in Buddhism, but a group of masked men made it a chaotic place.
A masked man saw that the fighting was sparse but his eyes fell on the old nun: "Master Tai, you'd better tell Cao Zhenzhen's whereabouts.
I promise that my brothers will not harm you or the nuns in the nunnery."
"Bah, you guys are worse than pigs and dogs. Who dares to believe what you say?" The old nun cursed loudly, but it was a pity that she was also injured.
She really didn't expect that the robber who came to Fenghuang Temple today was not an ordinary gangster, but a green forest thief.
Even Nie Hai couldn't deal with it calmly, let alone her. Her martial arts had been put aside for many years and seemed to have been abandoned.
Despite this, the old nun still refused to give in, waving his palm to challenge the masked man in front of him for a duel.
At this moment, Lao Ni felt a palm touch her back, and then a surge of internal force flowed into her body.
The old nun roared angrily and struck out with his palm.
Obediently, the masked man who met her palm flew into the air and fell down again with a plop.
Just when the old nun was about to wave his palm a second time, a man's voice came from behind him: "Master, you go and have a rest first, and let the juniors take care of them."
"Remember, don't show mercy." Nie Hai said calmly from the side, but his face was indignant.
"I understand, master." The man replied loudly.
However, his face was also covered with cloth, so he couldn't see clearly what he looked like.