Fu Shifeng

Chapter 164
"Finally, finally..."

In an abandoned Buddhist temple, Kong Fang sat on a dustpan, leaning on his knees and elbows, tapping his temples with his fingers, and slowly opened his eyes that had been closed for a long time.

And under the eyelids, there are not bright black pupils, but iridescent and strange colors. Ordinary people look at them, and they are afraid that they will be captured in an instant.

"It's not in vain for me to spread idle chess and cold pieces. Who would have thought that a whimsical idea a hundred years ago would be realized in this way today?"

Kong Fangfang sneered in his heart: "But you can't blame me. Who told Master Wen to regard this person as one of the candidates for the Fei Yuan Essence and Blood? It's a pity that he has already reached a state where it is impossible to control him."

At this time, several crows were hovering in the air of the Buddhist temple, making a squawking sound that was harsh and unpleasant, making people irritated.

Seeing Wu Luohu walking into the yard, stretching out his arms, the crow landed very docilely, and its cry became low, like an ordinary person whispering.

Wuluohu didn't hear any response. He turned his palms and conjured up several red and watery wild fruits, which made people's appetites whet their appetites. The crows picked them up one by one and flew away happily. .

"To be honest, I can't help but suspect that your transformation is more like a tree than a person." Kong Fangfang saw Wuluohu transform into wild fruits and said bluntly: "There are also some people in the Central Plains who can transform pears into melons." Most of the spells are illusions that confuse the five senses. If you really eat them, it will be like a puff of energy dissipating. But the fruit you conjured seems to be able to relieve hunger and cure hunger."

Having been with Wu Luohu for a few days, Kong Yifang already understood that flattery and flattery are useless. The spirit of the true mountain of Baishan neither understands nor listens very often.

"I had no intention of turning into a human being." Wu Luohu was also unceremonious: "You mortals are fragile and short-lived. Just for some trivial things, you have to rely on various external artifacts, otherwise you will not be able to continue to live."

Wu Luohu would definitely not fully reveal his own truth, but he was also secretly shocked that what Kong Fangfang said was very close to reality.

As the Great Spirit of Baishan, Wu Luohu doesn't have any inheritance formulas to speak of, and he wants to cultivate a human body, let alone any clear guidance.

Moreover, mortal life and death passed too quickly in his eyes. For a long time, his intelligence was not as sharp and quick as it is now, and he would often be in a trance for dozens or even hundreds of years in this world.

Unless some talented witches and shamans can accidentally sense some traces of their own existence and try to summon them, they can barely communicate.

For the first time, Wuluohutou appeared in front of mortals in its actual form. It looked like an elk with a huge crown of horns on its head. Its huge trunk was covered with vines, flowers, mushrooms, and moss. It looked like an animal but not an animal, and it looked like a tree but not a tree. , which at first glance looks like a rotting deer carcass, brings great shock to ordinary people.

It can be said that Wuluohu's body, which can walk outside the boundaries of the White Mountains, is a mixture of countless living creatures, including birds, animals, and vegetation.

The few fruits that he gave to the crow just now are the fruits that he absorbed the sun, rain, dew and all kinds of subtle energy between heaven and earth, and "fruited" on the spot. Of course, they are not comparable to those cultivators in the Central Plains.

"What news did the crow bring just now?" Kong Fangfang asked again.

"The men from Damenyi hid in Yongning Temple for the night." Wu Luohu's tone was cold. Seeing that Kong Yifang had no surprise expression, he asked, "You already knew?"

"Because I lured them there on purpose." Kong Fangfang stood up and admitted: "If you want to deal with a master like Chu Yufu, how can you intercept them halfway? So I used some small tricks, just like hunting wild beasts in the mountains and forests. Chasing and shooting arrows, even if you are exhausted, you will not be able to catch much prey, it is better to set a bait, and the prey will naturally walk into the trap obediently."

Such words are comparable to insulting Wu Luohu who wants to prevent mortals from disturbing the mountains and forests. He immediately reprimanded: "Stupid, do you really think that wild beasts are unaware of the traps you mortals have set?"

"There is more than one kind of trap for mortals?" Kong Fangfang said with a smile: "Now that we know the location, we can set off quickly. After all, no matter how strong the trap is, it is not easy to trap a tiger."

……

The sound of the morning bell entered the guest house, causing Da Yi to wake up immediately. His first reaction was to reach into his arms to confirm that the object was still there, and then he felt a little relieved.

Seeing that the sky was already bright outside, Damen Yi felt a little emotional. Ever since he escaped from Bohai County, in order to avoid being hunted and killed along the way, he never had a whole night of peace of mind, and a slight disturbance could wake him up.

After getting up, Damen Yi looked around and found that Yufu Chu was not here. He quickly woke up his followers and asked, "Where is Mr. Chu? Did he come back last night?"

The attendants looked at each other and shook their heads, Damen Yi secretly thought that something was wrong, hurriedly left the inn, and searched around the nearby courtyards, but there was no sign of Yufu Chu.

Damen Yi suddenly became an ant on the hot pot, and was very anxious. A follower comforted him: "Mr. Chu may have gone to practice. I heard that these high-level people have to climb high at sunrise to nourish their energy."

"Yes, it should be." Damen Yi quickly persuaded himself, since an expert like Chu Yufu had already promised himself, he probably would not break his promise.

But Damen Yi was still a little worried. Taking advantage of the dawn, the monks in Yongning Temple got up one after another to wash up and prepare for morning class. He hurriedly found the young monk who knew the guest yesterday and asked if he had seen Yufu Chu.

"That disrespectful person?" The Zhike monk was drowsy and yawned, "I've never seen it before. If he was found by some prisons in the temple, it would be a meal at least." It’s easy to fight, but don’t blame me for not making it clear to you.”

After seeing off the Zhike monk, Damen Yi was worrying there when he suddenly heard a noise coming from the front yard, and the bells in the temple rang repeatedly, as if warning foreign enemies to invade, and then saw many monks rushing towards the front yard with sticks.

"What happened?" Da Damen Yi saw this, and hurriedly grabbed a passing monk.

"His grandma, there is a guy who doesn't have long eyes to come to our Yongning Temple to fight the autumn breeze!"

The monk suddenly threw away his master's skills, his words and deeds were rude, and he was not at all like a monk. He was said to be a thug raised by a local wealthy family, or even a lackey from a certain village, but he didn't notice anything strange at all.

Damen Yi originally thought that Wuluohu was chasing him, but the current situation did not seem to be like the style of the ancestor of the witches. He was suspicious and worried that it was related to Chu Yufu, so he followed quietly with his entourage. Plan to observe from the dark.

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"Presumptuous! Yongning Temple was built by the Emperor Taizu, and all civil and military officials can only enter if they dismount. How can you wait for you to do anything wrong?!"

In the wide front yard, a fat prisoner shouted sternly, called to the monks on the left and right, set up a sharpened bamboo spear, and tried to stop the fierce riders in front.

I saw the rider reining in the reins, the big red horse under his crotch raised its front hooves, and landed heavily on the two stabbing bamboo spears. He broke, and then drove his horse into the crowd, rushing from left to right.

"How dare you! A bunch of bald donkeys are hiding soldiers, is this going to rebel?"

Cheng Sanwu raised his voice and yelled, grabbed a bamboo pole with his ape arm, flung it up with all his might, and was thrown high into the air along with the monk at the other end, screaming and thrown into the distance.

The bamboo pole swept across, making a crackling sound, and more than a dozen strong monks were knocked down one after another, each with a bloody head.Cheng Sanwu galloped past on horseback, breaking countless bones and causing a series of exclamations and screams.

Seeing Cheng Sanwu's flying horse approaching, the fat-headed prisoner pierced his face with a bamboo pole, his murderous heart suddenly arose, he lowered his waist and exercised his strength, and stretched out his hands together, his ten fingers clasped like tiger's claws. cents.

When martial arts warriors fight against knights in the army, even if their martial arts skills are superior, when faced with the heavy weight of a man and a horse, as well as the momentum of rapid speed, they often choose to avoid the edge and not fight.

But the fat-headed prisoner had no intention of flinching. He caught the bamboo pole that was stabbed like a spear, stepped back half a step, and then moved his arms, a tangled internal force counterattacked. , The entire bamboo pole was pushed out in an astonishing arc immediately, forcibly stopping one man and one horse on the opposite side.

The two powerful forces collided and instantly broke the bamboo pole, causing countless bamboo shavings to fly away.Seeing the opponent's flaw, the fat-headed prisoner quickly rushed towards Cheng Sanwu, grabbed his collar, and tried to pull him off his horse.

Unexpectedly, he stretched out his hand and approached, and Fat Tou Prison instantly felt a scorching energy sweeping towards him. The man on the horse grinned ferociously. He was actually deliberately showing weakness before!
"Where are you going?"

Sensing Fat Tou Prison's intention to retreat, Cheng Sanwu grabbed Fat Tou Prison with his backhand, grabbed his collar and brought him close, leaving his feet off the ground and unable to exert any force.

"My martial arts skills are not bad. It seems that Yongning Temple really has some masters." Cheng Sanwu laughed and said, "But compared to me, they are still far behind."

"Where did you come from? You know, Yongning Temple is the leading Buddhist sect in Hebei. If you provoke us, you will have no place in the martial arts world of Hebei!" Even though the fat-headed prisoner was lifted up by his collar, his tone was still arrogant.

"Speak, continue." Cheng Sanwu looked around with great interest at the monks who were afraid to step forward: "The more you talk, the less we will have to interrogate one by one in the future."

"Interrogation?" Fatou Prison immediately understood: "Are you from the government?"

At this time, several more riders came from outside the door, led by a beautiful orchid in red. The monks couldn't take their eyes away when they saw it.

"The Ministry of Internal Affairs is investigating the case, and everyone is not allowed to leave!" Afu showed a fish talisman, and then waved her hand to signal that many people from outside the temple gate filed in. Among them, several light kung fu masters jumped onto the roof, condescendingly monitoring all parties.

When Fat Tou Prison heard this, he was suddenly shocked: "Internal affairs department?!"

"How is it? Are you scared?" Cheng Sanwu chuckled and threw him away.

After Changqing proposed a thorough investigation of temples and other places in Dingzhou, their group went non-stop and searched everywhere in Dingzhou.

In addition to Changqing's inspection of traces of inability to use spells, Afu also ordered the local Ministry of Internal Affairs to mobilize personnel to collect all past movements of the Jingguang Goddess.Monks and Taoists in temples and temples all over the world who had contact with her were almost always tortured and interrogated in order to find out the goddess of Jingguang and her mastermind behind the scenes.

As for this Yongning Temple, it was also listed as one of the temples that need to be verified early.

However, because Yongning Temple was built by an edict from Taizu of this dynasty, and after more than a hundred years of development, it has become one of the top sects in Hebei Province.There are hundreds of warrior monks in the temple, many of whom are masters. Outside the temple there are continuous farms with thousands of villagers and tens of thousands of slaves. The governor of Dingzhou does not dare to provoke them at will.

These identities are not worth mentioning to the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and they can still be rounded and flattened at will. Afu simply let Cheng Sanwu take the lead in breaking into the door and forcefully provoke trouble. Better to persecute.

At this time, the abbot of Yongning Temple, a group of supervisors and governors came to the front yard one after another. In the blink of an eye, two to three hundred monks appeared in front of them, most of them were holding sticks, and they were so aggressive that they should not be underestimated.

"Hey, there are quite a lot of people." Cheng Sanwu turned over and dismounted, tapping his shoulder with the back of his knife, looking casual.

He saw the majestic abbot opposite him, wearing cassocks, walking out, clasping his hands and saluting: "I see clearly, I don't know what the honor of the envoy is."

The Guanming host's tone is neither humble nor overbearing, his breath is long, his steps are strong, and he doesn't need to shout when he asks a question, but the sound makes people's ears ache, which shows the depth of his inner strength, which is better than the fat head of the prison with the smell of wine and meat just now many.

"Recently there are monsters in Hebei instigating the people to riot, and all temples, monks and Taoists have to be interrogated." Afu rode forward and said mercilessly: "You call everyone in the temple here, otherwise you will be punished. A weapon and a charge of sheltering bandits!"

Afu's eyes were so vicious. She just glanced at them and discovered that among the two or three hundred monks, there were a few with scars on their faces and fierce looks. They were definitely not warrior monks.It has long been common for such large temples to house robbers and bandits, and to be used to do dirty work and carry out dirty tricks when necessary.

The presiding officer of Guanming had a dignified expression. He naturally knew that the Minister of Internal Affairs was not an ordinary government office. He might not get good results if he confronted hard, so his expression softened and said: "Since it is an interrogation, how can it be ignored? It may be inconvenient for the crowd to gather. The envoy may as well First go to the Buddhist hall to drink tea, I will order people to summon the disciples in the temple, and bring the book of ultimatum, so that the envoy can check them one by one, how about it?"

"No, it's no inconvenience." Afu smiled faintly: "You send someone to call and bring all the monks here. I have my own arrangements."

Host Guanming had no choice but to go back and make arrangements.Within a moment, hundreds of people came to the front yard one after another, including many unordained handymen.

"Shangzhang Jun, we found dozens of women in the backyard of the temple." An embroidered clothes envoy rushed to report, and the voice was so loud that all the monks present could hear.

As soon as this remark came out, the Guanming presiding officer folded his palms together and closed his eyes, not listening to it; those fat-headed and big-eared prisons were embarrassed and speechless; the rest of the monks were either jealous or sneered, and few of them felt ashamed The color, I think I have already understood this situation.

"You guys are living a pretty good life in this temple."

Before Cheng Sanwu finished speaking, a messenger in embroidered clothes suddenly shouted a warning: "Who is in front of you? Stop quickly!"

After hearing this, Afu motioned to Cheng Sanwu: "Go and have a look."

"Okay!" Cheng Sanwu laughed, and flew up, with his bald head on his feet to use his strength to fly into the air, and within a few steps, he came to the place where the call came from, and easily stopped the five people who were about to run away.

"You don't look like a monk from Yongning Temple." Cheng Sanwu shook the sword in his hand and looked at Da Jie with a look of astonishment.

(End of this chapter)