Back to the early Tang Dynasty to be a fairy

Chapter 217 Don't make friends, call me!
One after another, Taoist priests passed by, took a stick as thick as a child's arm from the carriage, and walked towards the gate of Liquan Temple.

They have serious faces and a murderous look.

A few pilgrims who had just come out of the temple gate bumped into them, turned around and ran into the temple again in fright.

"Feel sorry!"

Seeing this situation, the monk who knew the guest at the gate of Simen hurried up to stop him.

"Everyone Tanyue, this place is a pure place, everyone can't..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a Taoist priest in his 30s with a stick in front of him asking coldly.

"Hand over Master Abald!"

"……what?"

The Zhike monk seemed a little puzzled and said hesitantly.

"The poor monk doesn't understand, but this place is a place of Buddhism, so please don't..."

boom!
A stick whizzed towards him and hit the back of his head directly, making a muffled sound.

Before the Zhike monk finished speaking, he rolled his eyes and fell down limply.

"color!"

The idlers behind them immediately applauded loudly when they saw the Taoist priest in front of him knocking down a monk with a stick, and there was even a knowledgeable explanation behind them.

"This Taoist master's stick is not only crisp and sharp, but also very measured. Please see, there are blue marks on the back of the head of the monk who fell to the ground, but there are no blood marks, which shows how superbly he controlled his strength."

"Oh……"

A group of idlers looked at the monk who fell on the ground, and then nodded in conviction.

"Well played, Cai!"

"Brother Zhang, what are you talking about with this bald man..."

The one who hit the person was a Taoist priest in his 20s. After he knocked down the Zhike monk with a stick, he raised the stick in his hand and shook it, and shouted at the Taoist priests behind him.

"Everyone rush in, don't let that bald master get away!"

As he spoke, he held his stick high and rushed into Liquan Temple first, and the rest of the Taoist priests also rushed in behind him.

With his hands behind his back, Kong Qing squatted the little milk cat on his shoulders, and followed them unhurriedly.

Behind them, Mrs. Di Zhi brought her two attendants, a group of search foxes and a large group of idlers, and they also rushed in.

In the confusion, the Zhike monk who fell on the ground was secretly kicked a few times by someone.

boom!
As soon as Kong Qing entered the door, he saw the young Taoist priest in his 20s swinging his stick again, knocking down a monk in front of him to the ground.

Well, yes, this kid Wang Min has a bright future.

Then, Kong Qing saw that Wang Min glanced around, and immediately made a decision.

"Brother Zhang, take the first team to the left, brother Wang Qiong, take the second team to the right, brother Li, take the third team to search the front, take the rest of the people to block the back door..."

"it is good!"

Just as the idlers who watched the excitement poured into the gate of the temple, they saw that the Taoist priests had dispersed and checked the houses one by one, so they also surrounded them curiously.

All of a sudden, the so-called pure place of Buddhism was disturbed like crazy.

"Hand over Master Abald!"

"Is the bald master here?"

"Which of you is the bald master..."

"..."

In the middle of these words, occasionally some people cheered and applauded.

"Hit him, hit...Cai hard!"

"Kick, kick hard, the door latch can't hold it anymore, two more... Ha, the door actually collapsed, Cai!"

"color!"

"..."

Of course, there were also some unharmonious voices in the middle, such as angry questioning from some monks.

"You Taoist priests dare to break into the Buddhist temple. What are you trying to do...ah!"

However, these sounds are very weak, and often do not last a few seconds, followed by overwhelming applause and applause.

"Beautiful fight, Cai!"

There were also some monks who seemed to be trying to resist, but they were quickly suppressed mercilessly by Taoist priests who came prepared in groups of three and four with sticks in their hands.

"I told you to fight back..."

boom!
"color!"

That's it.

Due to the haste of the incident, the monks of Liquan Temple had no time to organize an effective resistance, and were caught off guard. But soon, they also reacted, and some official monks also started to attack.

boom!
A Taoist priest with a stick smashed through the window of the house and flew out.

Immediately afterwards, a burly and fat monk also jumped out of the window, tied his hands together, and made a majestic look, which immediately attracted the crowd!
"Master played well, Cai!"

"Taoist priest, get up quickly and continue on, don't be cowardly, just do it!"

"..."

Amidst the cheers, the fat monk seemed to be encouraged, and he even put on a pose, and pointed his right hand towards the Taoist priest who fell on the ground.

"You wild Taoist priests who don't know how to live or die, dare to break into my Liquan Temple... Ah!"

Before he finished speaking, a black stick flew up from the base of the wall insidiously, aimed at his vitals, and savagely stabbed him, blocking all the words that followed him in his stomach.

Kill for a thousand years!

crackle crackle crackle!

Following the appearance of blue electric sparks, the fat monk's body began to tremble violently, and finally he fell to the ground maintaining his appearance posture.

Seeing this scene, the idlers around burst into applause again.

"This is beautiful, Cai!"

Kong Qing's finger turned slightly, and the electric baton was quietly hidden at the base of the wall again.

"I don't even have the status of a streamer, yet I dare to come out and pretend!"

With mental arithmetic and unintentional, the Taoist priests' attack was overwhelming. It didn't take long to check the entire front yard of the temple. It was not until they rushed through the main hall that they were stopped by the senior officials of Liquan Temple who came after hearing the news.

"Namo Master Sakyamuni Buddha!"

With the sound of the Buddha's chant, a man in his fifties walked out from the monk team, clasped his hands together and gave a deep salute to Kong Qing and the others.

"I don't know what Liquan Temple, or the old monk Huijing, offended everyone in Tanyue, so that everyone came to the door to ask the teacher?"

"The demon monk A Tushi in your temple not only intends to murder the ghosts of our Taishi Bureau's subordinates, but also utters wild words to slander our Taishi Bureau. The most hateful thing is that he dares to say that Taishi Ling Qingxia is a waste..."

Kong Qing walked out of the crowd with a stern expression, carrying his fly whisk.

"I have no other purpose in coming here this time, I just want you to hand over the demon monk Abald."

"Master Ah Bald slanders Taishi Bureau and Master Qingxia?"

After the old monk Huijing heard Kong Qing's words, his heart sank.

This bald master is usually a little crazy, and he really seems to be a person who can do such things.But on the surface, the old monk Huijing still made a blank expression, and said sincerely to the idlers and pilgrims who were watching the fun outside.

"So that the benefactors and this Tanyue know that the bald master is a Hu monk, not from my monastery, nor from my monastery, old monk, even if I want to hand it over to you, I can't hand it over. !"

After hearing his words, Kong Qing narrowed his eyes slightly.

"You said Master Ah Bald is not with you?"

Whoosh!
Kong Qing shook his finger, and a rectangular piece of paper shot towards the old monk Huijing like a dart.

Although the incident happened suddenly, the old monk on the opposite side remained calm, stretched out his hand with a smile, pinched the paper in the air like a flower, and plucked the paper from the air.

This back and forth is like a rabbit rising and falling!
The idlers around watching the scene only felt that a piece of paper appeared in the old monk's hand, which was very miraculous, and immediately they shouted loudly outside again.

"Let's change into another..."

"color!"

With a smile on his face, the old monk raised the piece of paper in his hand and gestured to Kong Qing.

"This Tanyue, what is the meaning of this... Huh..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes swept over the piece of paper, which made his voice stop when he was talking.

"You tell Pindao one more thing, that Master Ah Bald is not with you?"

Kong Qing raised his hand with a smile, holding an identical piece of paper in his hand, on which was a portrait of a panic-stricken Master Atu. In front of Master Atu was the gate of Liquan Temple. It's like grabbing that monk on a piece of paper.

"Then who was this guy who entered the gate of your monastery half an hour ago?"

"This old monk doesn't know..."

Although Huijing had evidence in hand, she still acted sincerely.

"The gate of this temple is open, anyone who is a believer can enter, and Master Ah Tu will occasionally place an order in this temple. Maybe he did come at that time, but maybe he left later!"

"nonsense!"

A female voice sounded from the crowd.

"We have been sitting in front of the temple gate, why didn't we see this Hu monk go out?"

Monk Huijing raised his head and saw a woman in a green dress, with her hands on her hips, speaking angrily.

"It's obvious that monk Hu is in your temple, and he's still lying!"

"This one……"

The old monk Huijing was a little annoyed, but he still had a gentle smile on his face. While talking, he used his spiritual thoughts to move towards the woman in the green dress.

"This female benefactor may have misunderstood..."

Just when his divine sense came out and before it landed on the woman in green, a woman in white in the crowd suddenly shook the sandalwood fan in her hand, rolled her eyes, and let out a cold snort.

"roll!"

The old monk Huijing's head was thrown back suddenly, and a stream of red blood flowed out of his nostrils.

"Elder Monk, you don't have to quibble."

With a sneer on the corner of Kong Qing's mouth, he waved the whisk in his hand.

"Now you just need to tell Poor Dao, do you pay or not?"

"This Tanyue..."

The old monk Huijing raised his head and wiped the blood under his nose, still quibbling.

"The old monk said that Master Ah Tu is not a monk in this monastery, and he is not in this monastery now, so he really can't hand it over!"

"That is to say, are you going to cover up that monstrous monk who slandered me, Taishi Ling Qingxia?"

Kong Qing nodded.

"Then what else can I say..."

While talking, Kong Qing stretched out his hand to take off the Guchen sword and its scabbard from his back, and pointed at old monk Huijing and the others.

"Call me!"

As he said these words, the Taoist priests present immediately raised their sticks and charged towards the monks facing them, hitting them head-on and face-to-face, and cheers erupted from the crowd.

"it is good……"

"It's time to fight..."

"What's the use of forcing Lai Lai..."

"Yes, hit his bald head... color!"

"..."

"This Tanyue,"

Seeing that Kong Qing made a move when he disagreed with him, the old monk Huijing immediately pointed his finger at Kong Qing with a look of grief and indignation.

"How can you be unreasonable?"

"reason?"

Kong Qing rushed two steps forward, waved the sheathed sword in his hand, and knocked down the shiny bald head of old monk Huijing.

"The ancient dust in the hands of the poor is the truth!"

(End of this chapter)