"Tomorrow! If you are not studying Buddhism in Chonghua Temple, what will you do when you come back?"
A woman's cry came from the Qin family members who were tied up in a bunch. The mail guard's laughter gradually stopped, and he turned around to look, only to see that the woman was only forty years old, with a precious bun, gold hairpin, and mother-of-pearl.
On the forehead, the silk is full of colors, and the charm is still there. The eyebrows and eyes are seventy or eighty similar to that of the young novice monk.
The young novice monk, whose common name is Tan Ming, has clear eyes and is slightly apologetic: "Mother, my master didn't know that I sneaked out of the temple. If I hadn't told my senior brother Zhi, I wouldn't have known about the disaster at home..."
One of the chainmail guards laughed and said: "The old one ran away out of fear of crime, but the younger one was filial and came to fight the law himself. Brothers, let's tie him up first!"
Little novice Tan Ming frowned, but suddenly he jumped back and put on a boxing stance to prevent the armored guard from coming to grab him. The armored guard didn't get angry but smiled instead: "Hahaha! Little monk, how many times have you learned?
If you use fancy fists and embroidered legs, you dare to fight with others! Today, I will teach you a lesson for your cowardless father!"
The mail guard laughed, but he was still confused about the weapon on his waist. His palms were like hooks but not hooks, like claws and flying claws. He moved out from the left and right, and made a rather fierce move. Several leaves floated down and were hit by this move.
It opened like a frightened flying insect, rolled up sideways, and then suddenly rose up.
Tan Ming was shorter in stature, but he advanced instead of retreating. He executed a regular set of Arhat punches, which gave him a sense of power. "Bang, bang!" Two sounds of "Bang, bang!" were enough to force the armored guard to attack.
Next, his arm was sore and his face was solemn, knowing that he had encountered a hard hand today.
Among the crowd of onlookers, Yue Xizi Tan Qing struggled hard and wanted to rush out to help. However, Xueyizi Ding Mo Niang cut her arms behind her back with one hand and covered her lips with the other, unable to escape.
Ding Mo Niang said in a deep voice: "Yue Xizi, the monk of Chonghua Temple is the best protector of shortcomings. Since he is willing to let your brother out of the temple, someone must follow him. This mail guard's fists and feet are good. Maybe he is a fellow monk.
I deliberately left it to him to try out his moves."
Ding Moniang's prediction was correct. There were indeed three monks wearing silk robes and wooden clogs scattered among the crowd. They were poking their heads and looking at the movement in front of Qin's house. They seemed to have no intention of helping.
But after all, Tan Ming was small and weak. After a dozen moves, his arms and legs were already in unbearable pain. The armored guard was already much stronger than him.
His arms were strong and heavy, and he hit Tan Ming repeatedly.
Seeing that they were defeated, the three monks jumped out one after another and blocked the relentless attack of the armored guards. They clasped their hands and saluted, saying: "Good, good! The benefactor, who is a public guard, actually attacked a child. It is really wrong."
Identity. If you want to compete and learn from each other, how about we accompany you?"
When the armored guard saw help coming, he also sneered: "What an arrogant monk! This kid can be said to be young and ignorant. How dare you three to fight against my armored guard?"
When the three monks heard the word "mail guard", they all looked strange. One of them still refused to believe it and argued: "You said it's a mail guard, so you mean a mail guard? Who knows if you are pretending..."
Before he finished speaking, a shadow hit the bhikkhu's chest. The bhikkhu couldn't dodge, and was horrified, but he didn't notice the pain. The shadow stagnated on his chest, and then fell down. He picked it up with his hand, but it was a dark red ball.
The wooden talisman is carved with lotus, fish, flags, umbrellas, bottles, snails, golden wheels and other objects. In the middle is the official character "缙".
The other two monks also came closer to take a look, and they were all shocked. The three looked at each other in astonishment, but without any hesitation, they clasped their hands together and saluted: "I apologize to the disciples of the King of Taiwei Palace! I have offended many of these poor monks, so please don't blame me!
Then I will bring Junior Brother Zhiyuan back to the temple for punishment, and I will never dare to disturb the benefactors again."
After the three of them finished speaking, they pulled Tan Ming away and were about to leave. The armored guard who was the first to take action stopped him: "You can leave, but the young monk must stay. He is a remnant of the Tan family!"
The bhikkhu who had just opened his mouth to argue hid Tan Ming behind him and whispered: "Junior brother Zhiyuan, run quickly!"
However, Tan Ming was not stupid. Seeing that he was unable to defeat him, all the senior brothers were frightened by the power of Taiwei Palace and could no longer protect him. With a quick step, he pulled away and ran towards the nearest crowd.
Unexpectedly, someone rushed towards them. His armor was blue and his coat was golden. He was like a half-iron tower poking in front of the crowd. He was the general who had gone out of the city to recruit the Zoroastrian religion. He had a sinister smile on his face: "Young monk, be obedient and surrender, so that you don't get hurt."
The pain!”
While he was talking, a huge black leather Liuhe boot suddenly appeared and quickly enlarged in his eyes. When he saw it clearly, he couldn't dodge it!
"Boom!"
The three monks only heard a muffled sound, and Tan Ming was kicked two feet away. He hit the ground with a "pop", dust was flying, but he passed out. The family members of the Tan family saw that Tan Ming was injured, and in an instant
Heartbreaking cries and curses broke out, and the armored guards raised their whips to stop them, but with little effect.
"A bunch of bastards! They bully women and children. Isn't it very dignified?"
The man followed the sound and ran forward. It was an upright Kun Dao, followed by a group of female Taoist priests with angry eyes, all holding weapons in their hands, staring at the general and the chainmail guards who quickly surrounded him.
The three monks took the opportunity to rush forward, lifted Tan Ming up, and woke him up by patting and rubbing him. When they took off his clothes and took a look, they saw a large black and purple bruise bulging on his chest.
Before, he carefully pressed it a few times, and the pain caused Tan Ming to grimace and shed tears.
The bhikkhu who inspected the injury said with relief: "Junior brother Zhiyuan, luckily the ribs were not injured. Take a few decoctions and it will take a few days to heal the stasis and reduce the swelling."
Another bhikkhu hurriedly urged: "Zhihe! This place is dangerous, so I'd better keep my junior brother in the temple first..."
The bhikkhu named Zhihe looked behind him strangely and remained silent. When the bhikkhu raised his eyes, he saw that five or six armored guards had surrounded them. Not to mention that they were the ones who took Tan Ming back to the temple.
If the three of them want to leave now, they may not be able to escape.
Tan Qing and Ding Mo Niang hid themselves in the crowd, and saw that the temple master Yuan Yizi Tong Chunxi had already taken action, so they were slightly relieved. However, although the armored guards were mediocre in martial arts, they almost surrounded the Qin Mansion.
How could it be so easy to retreat from the eagle dog of Taiwei Palace?
Ding Moniang's face became more worried. She was not only worried about the Qin Mansion, but also thought about the consequences of Linji Audience Road's collision with Taiwei Palace. She was afraid that there would never be peace again...
The tears on Tan Qing's face have dried, replaced by anxiety and nervousness: "Uncle Ding! Master and the general are arguing. It is very likely that they will take action. We must go up and help..."
Ding Mo Niang increased the strength in her hands and held down Tan Qing: "No! Yue Xizi, those mail soldiers obviously want to capture all of your Tan family members. Seeing that they can be ruthless to your brother, if you get close to him again,
Isn’t it just what you want? Senior sister Yuan Yizi is by no means a rash person, we can just wait and see.”
But just now Tong Chunxi made some sarcastic remarks, which made several of the mail guards look slightly ashamed.
The general's face was already covered with a layer of frost: "Master Yuan Yizi, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business! Since this young monk is a descendant of the Qin family, he is the person Taiwei Palace wants to arrest. Ruo'er
If you insist on causing trouble, first think about how the palace envoy will deal with you, Linji Guankun Dao!"
Tong Chunxi then sneered: "I'm afraid it's you who, under the banner of the palace envoys, are dominating the city and oppressing the good! If it is really what the palace envoys mean, Pindao will go with you to Taiwei Palace to seek confirmation from the palace envoys.
Ichiban…”
The two parties were shouting and tense, and were about to have a fierce fight. Suddenly, they saw a red light flying down from the west. In the blink of an eye, the little novice was wrapped up in a bright roll and flew out of the square!
Seeing the miracle, the onlookers fell to their knees with "hoo la la". Some shouted, "Guanyin appears, saves the suffering," while others shouted, "Buddha appears, saves all living beings." Hearing this, all the armored guards were shocked and confused.
Forgot to catch up.
The general was furious and slapped the armored guard beside him on the face: "Hurry up and chase! Buddha and Bodhisattva are all shining with golden light, how can there be any reason for the red light to appear? It must be a monster! All the people in the square,
Stop talking nonsense and spreading lies!"
Only Tan Qing seemed to think of something from that slap. Looking back at the red light that flew away, he already had some guesses in his mind. So he suddenly turned around, withdrew from the crowd, and chased in the direction of the red light.
Go: "Uncle Ding! I'm going to chase Tan Ming. Mother, I'll leave it to you and my master!"
The walls of the square are like waves, and the roof tiles are like scales.
The red light enveloped Tan Ming, who was confused and confused, as he walked around the streets and streets, leaving a group of mail guards far behind, like ants in a hurry. He was hanging in the air, feeling as light as a kite.
The wind roared in my ears, and I felt an indescribable and wonderful feeling.
He vaguely felt a weak, boneless arm wrapped around his waist, just like the feeling of a mother or sister holding him. The indescribable strands of fragrant fragrance escaped and penetrated into his mouth and nose.
, I feel more refreshed and elegant.
He plucked up the courage and asked, "Dare I ask the fairy, is she the Flying Princess of the Buddhist Kingdom? She saw her disciple sincerely worshiping the Buddha and respecting her relatives, so she came to save her?"
"Keke! The little monk is quite interesting. He has a much more pure mind than the little Taoist priest! My aunt refused to answer you and asked you to guess!"
The person who answered was naturally Saint Aunt Liu Xiaomu. After leaving Yang Zhaoxi and Xiaoman behind, she ran from north to east, from east to south, and then directly from Changxia Gate. But she really couldn't worry about the arrival of Qin Mansion.
I want to go to Yongtaifang to find out what's going on before those two "slow-moving" guys arrive at Houzaimen.
He vaguely felt a weak, boneless arm wrapped around his waist, just like the feeling of a mother or sister holding him. The indescribable strands of fragrant fragrance escaped and penetrated into his mouth and nose.
, I feel more refreshed and elegant.
He plucked up the courage and asked, "Dare I ask the fairy, is she the Flying Princess of the Buddhist Kingdom? She saw her disciple sincerely worshiping the Buddha and respecting her relatives, so she came to save her?"
"Keke! The little monk is quite interesting. He has a much more pure mind than the little Taoist priest! My aunt refused to answer you and asked you to guess!"
The person who answered was naturally Saint Aunt Liu Xiaomu. After leaving Yang Zhaoxi and Xiaoman behind, she ran from north to east, from east to south, and then directly from Changxia Gate. But she really couldn't worry about the arrival of Qin Mansion.
I want to go to Yongtaifang to find out what's going on before those two "slow-moving" guys arrive at Houzaimen.