Sleeping Arhat

Chapter 250 Killing the Monks
The old monk frowned with gray eyebrows, and said to the second monk who was holding Wu Xian's arm: "You two watch this kid closely, let me see if what this kid said is true." Walking over to the bed, he opened Wu Xian's package with two skinny hands, and carefully searched for the contents inside.

Wu Xian's two arms were captured separately, but those two people were both crude in martial arts, and they didn't know a good way of capturing, so how could they control Wu Xian's arms.

Wu Xian exerted all his strength with both hands, and with a light movement of his arms, he opened the hands of the two monks. At the same time, he retracted his hands, breaking free from the hands of the two monks like a smooth and ungraspable loach. .

"Not good." The second monk was shocked and shouted quickly.And there were three monks standing aside, they saw Wu Xian move his arm lightly, and it came out from the hands of the second monk. Suddenly, the three of them attacked immediately, each holding a knife, sword, and spear from three directions. Come.

Wu Xian didn't keep his hand anymore. He reached out with his right hand, and only heard a "呲", and pulled the old monk's robe over the bed. Before the old monk could react, he felt that he was only wearing a robe. The cold wind made his neck chill, and he couldn't help but let out a loud cry of surprise.

Wu Xian turned his right hand, and the gray monk's robe in his hand covered and rolled up, and immediately wrapped around the three weapons. He pulled it hard again, with incomparable strength, and the three of them felt the handle of the knife in their hands, The handle of the sword was like a knife, it was thrown out instantly, and a deep red mark was drawn on their hands, the pain was hot and unbearable.

Seeing that Wu Xian was so powerful, the short and fat monk felt a little annoyed. Why was he so blind that he made an enemy of this kind of person? But when he saw so many brothers around him, he suddenly felt jealous, so he hurriedly shouted angrily: "That's it!" The kid doesn't know how to live or die, so I will send him to the west first, so as not to get in the way here!" As he spoke, he raised his right arm, his bones creaked, and he punched Wu Xian hard in the chest.

Wu Xian saw the short and fat monk punching him angrily, but he didn't dodge or dodge, his chest suddenly swelled up slightly, as if a wave of true energy was concentrated there, only heard a deep "dong", the short and fat monk right A huge force came from his arm, and amidst his loud shouts, his body suddenly turned into a gray shadow and hit the wall as if being hit by a bull.

When everyone looked in surprise, they saw the fat monk's right arm was hanging limply, his eyes were wide open, but he was half-sitting on the ground without moving, with a look of despair.

In addition, a tall and thin monk nearby was startled, stretched out his hand to pull him, and the fat monk fell down in response to his hand, and he was dead on the sidelines.The rest of the monks were startled and angry, and shouted one after another: "This kid pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger. He is definitely a master. Let's run away."

All the monks, birds and beasts dispersed, in a small door frame, they were exhausted to escape for their lives, they even wanted to run out of the door together, the first two people bumped head to head, face to face, their heads were bloodied.

Wu Xian's figure flashed out, and his hands were not slow. The remaining five people were all hit by acupuncture points and couldn't move at all.Although Wu Xian used ordinary acupressure techniques, his inner strength was strong and deep. At this time, the place where his finger fell was piercing through his muscles and bones, and his strength was impressive. With the skill of these old monks in front of him, I am afraid that they will not be able to get rid of it in seven or eight days. I don't want to use Wu Xian's method of sealing acupuncture points.

"Heroes, spare your life, heroes, spare your life."

"The little one has eyes but doesn't know Taishan, offended this hero, the hero should not care about us."

"Master, don't kill me, I can take refuge in you, herd cattle and horses for you, go up the mountain of knives and down the pan of oil, I will do whatever I want."

……

The bodies of the monks were like wooden stakes, their hands and feet were numb and stiff, and they couldn't move at all, but Wu Xian didn't touch their dumb points, so they chattered and begged for mercy.

Wu Xian shook his head lightly, and sighed again, these people are a nest of snakes and rats, their ugly behavior is unforgivable, he will not keep anyone alive, lest they continue to cause trouble in the world.He remembered the purpose of his trip, walked slowly in front of everyone, and asked: "Among you, who is the most familiar with Shaolin?"

The old monk was shrewd and sophisticated, he rolled his eyes, knowing that this was a chance to survive, he quickly said: "Young hero, young hero, I am their boss, naturally I know the most."

But the tall and thin monk came to his senses and quickly said: "I have a brother who is a monk in Shaolin Temple. He likes to chat with me the most, so I know Shaolin Temple best."

"me……"

All the monks howled one after another, shouting at the top of their voices one by one, for fear that if they were a step too late, others would take the lead.And if someone takes the lead, it goes without saying what will happen to the others.

Wu Xian looked at everyone with scorching eyes, and suddenly he quickly tapped four times with his hand. Suddenly, the four people's faces paled, their skeletons seemed to be emptied, and they fell limply on the ground.

And the remaining old monk was even more frightened, he was scared out of his wits, his wrinkled bark face was as pale as paper, his eyes were empty and lifeless, he looked like a dazed person.

Wu Xian lightly clenched his right hand into a fist, put it to his mouth and coughed twice, brought the old monk back to his thoughts, and said again: "Old monk, you guys have committed all kinds of crimes, and you deserve to die. Now they have died peacefully in my place. In his hands, it might not be a blessing! Don’t you think so?”

The old monk responded again and again, flatteringly said: "Yes... yes, what the young hero said is that they are able to die at your hands, it is a blessing they have cultivated in eight lifetimes, and now the young hero is punishing rape and eradicating evil, it is really satisfying. "

With a wave of his right hand, Wu Xian stopped the old monk from flattering him. His eyes were as sharp as a knife, and fell straight on the old monk's face. He said oppressively: "Don't flatter, if you are really useless , then why should I keep you? I might as well send you to find your good brothers."

The old monk's eyes rolled a little tiredly, and he kept looking at Wu Xian, fearing that he would bring up the killing intent again, so he raised the knife and killed himself. Oh, by the way, this kid doesn't need a knife to kill, he only needs to click a few times with his fingers. up.

The old monk hurriedly said: "Young man, look, it is extremely difficult for me to talk to you like this, can you untie the acupuncture points for me first. What kind of disturbance can a villain make in front of the young man."

Wu Xian hummed, the dead bodies all over the ground are all lessons learned from the old monk, so it is expected that he would not dare to play any tricks.Wu Xian stared at the old monk again, he was afraid that he was insidious, sophisticated and calculating, and there was no secret way to escape in this temple, so he never relaxed his mind and slack.

Wu Xian squatted on the old monk's back, quickly wiped his hand on the sole of the shoe, and gently rubbed it into a mud ball. He pinched the old monk's face with his left hand, forced him to open his mouth, and put the mud ball into his mouth inside.

(End of this chapter)