Without a heroic spirit, I can only end it myself.

[You visit Fukuyama Temple to arouse the homesickness of the victims and bring them back. 】

[In order to guard against attacks by monster monks, when you hired a caravan, you also invited Fushan City officials to send troops to protect you. 】

[Because of your reputation, Fushan City officials readily agreed to lead the officers and soldiers in person and hide in the caravan. 】

[Encountered an attack, the officers and soldiers rushed out and killed the enemy. It was shockingly discovered that the attacker was a monk from Fukuyama Temple. 】

[The city officials were startled and suspicious, so they took the monk's body to Fushan Temple to find the abbot. 】

[The abbot of Fushan Temple was also shocked. He said that after studying Buddhism and not asking about the affairs of the temple for a long time, there were monks who were deceived by greed and hatred. It was really a sin. 】

[He is willing to keep the precepts for ten years, maintain a strict monastery style, assist the government in building bridges and roads, and resolve sinful karma. 】

Normally, no city officials would show up to escort the caravan.

Sending officers and soldiers to follow the escort for a certain distance is already a great honor.

However, because Jiang He had a great reputation in Fushan City, was handsome, had a sweet voice, and spoke very pleasantly, the city officials also wanted to make friends with him.

Then he also got on the carriage and had a pleasant chat with Jiang He.

When we turn back, we can still find opportunities to go sightseeing, which can be regarded as an outing.

However, this pleasant mood was ruined by the attacker——

The monks of Fukuyama Temple secretly attacked the caravan?

The city officials were stunned.

The temple's rescue of the victims of the Kunzhou disaster was well known in Fushan City and received high praise... What about this attack on the victims who returned home?

Shocked and angry, he led his officers and soldiers to Fushan Temple.

But after meeting the old abbot, the doubts quickly dissipated.

Which sect doesn’t have a few scum?

Even the disaster in Kunzhou was caused by the battle between two large monks.

The old abbot has been in charge of Fukuyama Temple for decades, and his name of compassion has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. He has no desires and desires, so he will naturally not attack the caravan.

It seems that the old abbot has been too obsessed with Buddhism in recent years and has neglected to discipline the monks in the temple.

When the old abbot punished himself with three cups of wine, the city official had a vegetarian meal at Fushan Temple and left again with the officers and soldiers without even being too harsh.

"If it weren't for the several monster monks who were killed, their status and strength were not low... Using temporary work as an excuse, the cost of suppressing this matter would have been even lower."

"This is just an ordinary temple."

Jiang He looked at all this and sighed in his heart.

Even if the demon monks who were killed died, they died as "monks".

In this case, even if something happens to the entire Fushan Temple, others will only think that this generation of monks is too depraved and will not associate it with evil spirits.

No wonder the evil spirits are not too cautious in their actions, yet they can maintain their presence in the dark for thousands of years!

"No matter what, I need to establish my own identity first."

"Since there is no need to refine a demon to forge a sword, there is no need to follow the old path of a demon refiner."

[After the attack, the city officials were more attentive and ordered officers and soldiers to guard the caravan until it reached Kunzhou and then turned back. 】

[You knew that Fushan Temple had been frightened and did not go on the road with the caravan. In the name of thanking you, you hosted a banquet for the city officials in the city. 】

[Above the banquet, a goddess walked out of the painting and danced gracefully, and there were also musicians playing in unison, with fairy sounds lingering. 】

[The government official praised it, it is a fairyland. 】

[A few days later, you noticed that the two girls, Gu and Chen, were far away from each other, so you left in search of your energy and followed you secretly. 】

Fushan Temple, miscellaneous room.

A young monk was lying on the bed, tossing and turning.

I don't know how much time passed before he sat up suddenly.

"We can't wait any longer!"

He was originally a monkey near Fushan, but a few months ago, he received enlightenment from the monks of Fushan Temple and transformed into a demon overnight.

Then he put on human skin and entered Fukuyama Temple, where he secretly learned human language, common sense and Buddhist teachings.

During this period of time, he had seen many similar people who were mentally retarded and extremely slow to learn. They were taken away late at night and never appeared again.

Fortunately, he is a monkey in nature, and after being transformed into a demon queen, his intelligence has been greatly improved and he can learn very quickly.

In the end, he successfully passed the examination and became a handyman monk at Fukuyama Temple, and his life became normal.

"But...but...that damn woman!"

"I've already said I won't see you, why are you still pestering me!"

When I think of the woman who calls herself my sister.

The young monk showed his sharp teeth, wanting to bite her throat out and devour her flesh and blood.

But when he noticed his expression, he quickly covered his mouth and calmed down.

"If this continues, sooner or later the abbot will pay attention and treat me as a defective product."

"I have to strike first!"

"I can only use the future blood food quota to ask the commander and others for help..."

…

"Brother Yun is finally willing to see me!"

"He asked someone to send a message, saying that he would ask for leave from the deacon monk and wait for me in the back hill of Fushan Temple at noon!"

Chen Nuxia was overjoyed.

Although meeting near the temple shows that my brother's mind has not changed and he still has no intention of returning home.

But as long as you are willing to meet, it is already a huge improvement.

She could try to persuade her brother a few more times, and one day she could make him change his mind and return to his hometown with her.

Gu Yuerong was also happy for Chen Nuxia.

The two of them packed up and left the city directly for Fukuyama Temple without much delay.

But when they came to the mountain behind the temple, they noticed something was wrong.

The young monk stood by the shade of the tree, looking at the two of them with no joy, familiarity, or even indifference or alienation.

But an extremely deep malice and hatred.

It was not Gu Yuerong's first day traveling. Realizing this, she stopped Chen Nuxia with one hand and touched the Yaoqin behind her with the other.

"Wait, something doesn't seem right..."

Chen Nuxia has been traveling around the world for many years, so she is naturally wary.

But when she saw the familiar face full of hatred, her heart trembled, her movements slowed down for a moment, and she spoke softly, her voice confused.

"Brother Yun?"

As soon as the voice was heard, four figures were seen galloping out from the surrounding mountains and shrubs, waving the golden sticks in their hands, and hitting the two of them fiercely with the whistling wind!

Seeing these four figures and the extremely strong murderous intent, the hair on both of them stood up.

It's just that they were not prepared at all before, and when things happened they wanted to fight back, but it was too late.

He could only watch the golden stick smash down, feeling confused and puzzled.

They were just trying to persuade their relatives to return to secular life, so why did they attract monks to surround them and kill them?

Breathing pause.

The golden stick did not fall as expected.

But he saw a white coat standing in front of him, his sleeves swaying, and he instantly turned into a giant white-haired arm, directly repelling four golden sticks——

When the giant arm collided with the golden stick, there was even a sound of gold and iron clashing.

After repelling the stick-wielding monk, Bai Yi did not stop.

The white arm waved and patted down, like a giant beast slapping at a monk!

The monk raised his stick to resist, but it was crushed to pieces like soft mud, and the golden light on his body had no effect at all.

There was a snap.

There was a pool of blood on the ground.

Seeing this horrific scene, the remaining three monks' eyes were split open, their hostility suddenly decreased, and they retreated violently.

It's just that it's easy for them to come, but difficult to leave.

As the monk retreated, the white arm continued to expand, like the palm of Tathagata. No matter how he retreated, it would fall suddenly in the palm of his hand.

"wait--"

As soon as the monk opened his mouth, he was directly photographed.

Seeing this, another monk quickly continued what he was saying.

"Wait a minute! These two people are demons and evil cultivators. This temple is in the process of slaying demons and demons. Seniors live here..."

Paji.

The third head.

Of the four monks holding sticks, only the last one was left in an instant.

However, when the white arm fell again.

But a golden light appeared.

An old monk stood under the white arm and blocked the blow for the stick-wielding monk, without wavering in the golden light all over his body.

The rabbit rises and the falcon falls, everything happens in an instant.

At least in the eyes of Gu Yuerong and Chen Nuxia, the stick-wielding monks escaped three times just by shaking the gods.

The white-haired giant arm also turned into a sleeve again, and the man in white was held behind him, and he spoke calmly.

"Abbott."

"..."

The old abbot of Fukuyama Temple looked a little ugly and said in a deep voice.

"Painter Gu, why did you kill the monks in my temple in the mountains behind my temple?"

"You misunderstood."

The man in white shook his head.

"Perhaps the abbot doesn't know that the person behind me is named Gu Yuerong, a monk from the Qinhai Sect. Not long ago, Kunzhou was hit by a disaster. I saw her organizing relief work with my own eyes. Countless people survived. She is a famous chivalrous person."

"I came here to visit you, but I saw someone attacking them and calling them demons and evil cultivators..."

"This is so ridiculous."

"Obviously, most of them are the same monks who attacked the caravan a few days ago... In order to prevent them from doing evil again and ruining the reputation of your temple, I helped clean up the temple."

"..."

Don’t know?

The old abbot knew everything that happened at Fushan Temple.

Including the matter of the demon monkey looking for someone to solve the hidden danger, it also got the secret approval of the old abbot.

I just didn't expect that Painter Gu would get involved in this kind of thing!

Met by chance while visiting?

Who are you lying to?

Who would not go through the main entrance when visiting, but go to a place like the back mountain?

At this time, the old abbot looked deeply and remained silent.

I was thinking about the success rate of killing this guy directly here and burying the traces.

But when he saw the half-smiling eyes of the man in white, he thought of the scene where the city officials were ambushing in the center of the caravan a few days ago, the unknown strength of the man in white who killed second-level monks at will, the man in white in Fushan City and even the entire Shuzhou. reputation...

He sighed and gave up the idea.

Too risky.

"I didn't ask about things in the temple for too long, which made Donor Gu laugh at me. I'm really ashamed."

The old abbot said, brushing the bald head of the monk next to him with his palm.

The latter's frightened eyes froze, and then he collapsed without making any sound.

The young monk in the distance had already been so frightened that his legs were weak. Seeing this scene, he collapsed on the ground in despair.

Sure enough, the old abbot came to him in a few steps or two.

With a brush of his palm, the young monk followed in the footsteps of the monk holding the staff.

"allow……"

I saw my brother turned into a corpse.

Chen Nuxia lost her voice for a moment, but was immediately stopped by Gu Yuerong raising her hand.

She could only endure her grief and swallow her words again.

There seemed to be nothing wrong with the content of the conversation between the man in white and the old abbot of Fukuyama Temple.

But the aura between the two of them when they were talking was so sharp that it made people afraid to speak out.

as expected.

The old abbot didn't pay attention to the two of them at all, and his eyes never stayed on them for even a moment. He kept looking at the man in white.

"When it comes to cleaning up the door, I will thoroughly inspect the temple, so I won't bother to worry about the donors."

"Now that the abbot has made a decision, I won't bother you too much and say goodbye."

The man in white cupped his hands and walked down the mountain.

Gu Yuerong and Chen Nuxia had just been attacked by monks from Fushan Temple. Even looking at the kind eyes of the old abbot, they felt inexplicably gloomy.

Seeing this, he hurriedly followed behind the man in white, not daring to move away even an inch.

Seeing the backs of the three people, they were about to disappear into the mountain road.

The old abbot suddenly spoke.

"Donor Gu... you are not human, are you?"

"..."

The man in white smiled and waved his hand.

"perhaps."