After the abusive husband became enlightened, the fox demon master turned black

Sang Mo told Guan Nan everything about his experience in the city.

Guan Nan couldn't believe it, and his eyes widened suddenly, "Is this true?"

This is the first time Sang Mo has seen him lose his temper, "Of course, can I still lie to you?"

She walked around in front of Guan Nan and showed him her men's clothing, "otherwise, why do you think I'm dressed like this?"

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Guan Nan's handsome face. He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then raised his head again, "I'm a poor monk going to see the abbot."

Sang Mo quickly grabbed him and said, "Wait a moment."

Guan Nan turned around and looked at Sang Mo in confusion.

Sang Mo said: "You must never tell me."

Although he didn't understand why he couldn't say it, he still agreed.

After Guan Nan left, Sang Mo went back to his room to rest.

Half an hour later, a young novice came to deliver dinner.

Sang Mo put on a bamboo hat and took it. After the little novice monk left, Sang Mo took a look at the vegetables in the lunch box. Although there was not much oil and water, it was better than clean.

Sang Mo had been hungry all day, so he picked up the bowl and chopsticks and ate all the dishes quickly.

She leaned back on the chair and burped, "It's not bad, although..."

Halfway through her words, she suddenly found that her mandible was numb and her tongue seemed to be enlarged.

She wanted to raise her hand to press it, but found that her hands and feet were also numb.

what's the situation?
  Could it be that someone poisoned it?
  When he was wondering, a two-meter-tall monk with a white beard, wearing a golden monk's robe and a red cassock, walked up to Sang Mo.

His face was gloomy and his eyes were straight, "Are you messing with my disciple's character?"

Sang Mo was speechless and just stared at him with wide eyes, secretly wondering: Who is his apprentice?

Before Sang Mo could think about it, four monks put a black bag on her head, then lifted her up and walked out.

With his head covered, he could not see the outside situation at all. Sang Mo only vaguely felt that he was being taken into a place with a lower temperature.

The monks threw her to the ground.

After the black bag on his head was opened, Sang Mo found that he was taken to a place similar to a basement.

It was very dark. Sang Mo looked around and suddenly saw a naked monk tied to a cross.

His exposed skin was covered with dense Buddhist inscriptions.

Sang Mo opened his mouth in surprise.

That person turned out to be Guan Nan.

The old monk snorted coldly, "I will tell you today how cold a woman's heart is!"

As he spoke, he picked up the whip with barbs on the side, dipped it in the pepper water, and then whipped it hard towards Guan Nan.

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and the place where Guan Nan was hit was immediately torn apart.

He groaned, the veins on his neck popped out, and he almost curled up in pain.

The old monk was not soft at all and used all his strength on every whip.

At this time, the effect of the medicine had worn off. Sang Mo was so frightened that she took two steps back. The monks immediately stepped forward to control her.

"Old monk, my master is the head of Changli Mountain, and my father is Su Yuanliu of Lingzhou. If you dare to hurt me, they will definitely not let you go!"

The old monk turned a deaf ear and just said to Guan Nan: "Look at how selfish this woman is. You have been beaten like this, and she still only cares about herself."

After hearing Sang Mo's words, Guan Nan couldn't help but laugh, "Why have you become a master? Don't Benefactor Su's fiancé support you?"

Sang Mo was speechless. How could this monk still have the leisure to ask about these ghosts?

Unexpectedly, the old monk suddenly became furious, and he picked up the whip and whipped it hard.

When he was tired of whipping, he handed the whip to the monk next to him and continued whipping.

Sang Mo was trembling with fear, and she secretly used her kung fu to open up her meridians. The old monk walked up to her, knelt down and looked at her carefully.

"Girl, do you love him?"

Sang Mo was so frightened that he quickly shouted, "I love you so much!"

"How many times have we met? I haven't even touched his hand. We are innocent..." Sang Mo was anxious to explain, and his words were a little incoherent.

The old monk obviously didn't believe it, "I can't tell that your methods are quite clever."

"What method?" Sang Mo was anxious, "You old bald donkey, stop talking nonsense."

The old monk suddenly reached out and lifted her back collar, lifting her into the air.

"As long as you say you love him, I will let him go."

Sang Mo was trembling and asked with some vigilance: "Then why did you lift me up?"

The old monk didn't say anything, but just carried Sang Mo to a cauldron that was boiling with boiling water.

"You and he can only live together."

"Are you crazy!" Sang Mo was horrified and dragged his limp body and began to struggle.

Guan Nan suddenly shouted loudly: "If she dies, then I won't live either."

Sang Mo: "..." Wow! What's going on?
  The old monk was unmoved, "It's not easy to die if you want."

As he spoke, he was about to throw Sang Mo into the boiling cauldron.

"Wait a minute." Guan Nan shouted.

"I lied. Just as Benefactor Su said, she and I are innocent and have no wrongdoing at all."

Sang Mo breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself: What kind of riddle are these two masters and disciples playing?

She originally thought that if Guan Nan said this, the old monk would let her go, but she didn't expect that the old monk would look at her with even more resentment after hearing this.

"It turns out you were the one who instigated him." After saying that, he stretched out his hand to throw Sang Mo into the boiling cauldron.

Sang Mo screamed and closed her eyes tightly in fear, but the expected pain did not come, and she was pulled into a soft embrace.

Sang Mo opened her eyes and saw herself floating in mid-air. Huang Cuihua was holding her tightly with one hand and stabbing the old monk with a sword in the other hand.

"What a vicious monk, today your Grandma Huang is here, why don't you die quickly!"

The old monk took a step back, and a golden staff suddenly appeared in his hand, hitting Huang Cuihua, "You monster is so brave, how dare you break into my Jinguang Temple!"

Huang Cuihua hugged Sang Mo and fought against each other one against five, but she didn't lose at all.

She turned her wrist and a long sword suddenly appeared in her hand.

The sword was bright red and emitted a terrifying black mist. It was very vicious and could knock back the monks in just a few strokes.

The old monk stared fiercely at Huang Cuihua and Sang Mo.

A monk put his sword on Guan Nan's neck, "If you dare to take another step, I will kill him!"

Sang Mo is still confused, "What happened?"

Guan Nan said: "It has nothing to do with Benefactor Su, you can go."

As he spoke, he turned to look at the old monk and said, "Master, how long will you continue to be stubborn?"

The old monk put his hands together and performed the Buddha salute, "Amitabha, this poor monk vows to save the world and never let the Buddha's children be defiled."

When the old monk performed Buddhist rituals, he was solemn and calm, but when he raised his head again, he had a fierce look on his face, "Kill them quickly!"

Huang Cuihua hugged Sang Motou and ran out without looking back.

She was invincible and would kill anyone who stood in her way. She carried Sang Mo all the way out of Jinguang Temple.

"What should we do now? The whole city is full of monks. Can we escape?"