Listening to politics behind a curtain?Kill the Queen Mother at the beginning!

Chapter 44

"You are Master Luo..."

Seeing this, the leader was startled, and also guessed the identity of the young man, he was the Commander of Jin Yiwei who had become famous these days, and he dared not neglect him.

"Lord Luo, you led the troops here today, do you have some misunderstandings with my White Horse Temple?"

The head monk looked at the young man full of hostility and said sincerely, even though he was racking his brains, he didn't know where he offended him, but he still forced a kind smile and said.

"Fuck your mother's misunderstanding!"

"Fire arrows!"

Luo Porridge didn't explain to this old bald donkey at all, I want to kill you, it's my business, why should I tell you more?
When he raised his hand, hundreds of crossbows were raised together, and the bald donkey's heart was about to burst when he saw it. Although he had also practiced some Buddhist methods, the top four cultivation bases could be regarded as masters in the Jianghu, but he was far away. It is not comparable to the Nine Precepts.

Such a short distance, how could it stop hundreds of crossbows shooting, before the true energy in the body was raised, the arrows had already arrived in front of the body, and the cassock was rolled up, blocking most of the front, but it was coming from all directions, how could it Can block them all.

When arrows rain down,
Everyone saw that the old bald donkey had been tied into a hedgehog, and the bright red blood flowed out from countless holes, as if he had become a blood man.

All this happened in an instant,

"You... don't tell me..."

The old bald donkey knelt down on the ground and the dense arrows all over his body supported him from collapsing completely. He pointed at Luo Porridge and opened his mouth with his last bit of strength.

"It's not a fight between hooligans in the market."

"Could it be possible for me to follow the rules and challenge you one-on-one?"

Luo Conge whipped the horse and took advantage of the horse's momentum, and directly cut off the head of the Qijie monk with a single knife.

"Gulong Gulong..."

That chubby head rolled far away on the flat bluestone floor, his eyes were as big as copper bells, really speaking, among the people who died in Luo Congee's hands, he was the most wronged.

A dignified half-step third-rank master, if he really wanted to die, he could change the lives of 20 people, but he was beaten up by group fights and sneak attacks for a single word of speech. How did Baima Temple offend him?

"call……"

Li Shangshu, who was paralyzed on the ground and pretended to be dead, let out a long sigh of relief, secretly rejoicing at his reaction just now.

"Gudong..."

In front of the Daxiong Palace, the monk holding the saber secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, with sweat dripping from his hand, his gaze was withdrawn from the head of the first monk, and then he looked at the strong crossbow and the gleaming wild goose feather saber, and gritted his teeth. Straight out of the crowd.

"Clang..."

"Lord Luo, if the two armies fought without killing the prisoners, the monk, if he voluntarily captured him without a fight, would he be able to save his life? As for what happened, I will discuss it in detail later."

The monk in charge was also tactful, knowing that he was not easy to get along with, he dropped the saber in his hand to the ground, and led a group of bald donkeys to Luo Porridge.

"You bald donkey are also worthy of fighting with this officer?"

Luo Porridge sneered, still ignoring those unarmed bald donkeys, raised his hand and pressed down, and several rounds of arrows rained down, and there were hundreds of corpses on the bluestone slab. The monks retreated again and again, and no one dared to move forward in the huge Daxiong Hall.

"You are really deceiving people!!!"

The leading monk glared at him, knowing that the thief would not listen to the truth and would be a dead end no matter what, he simply led more than 100 monks to form a large formation, planning to fight to the death.

"Array!"

Looking around, the hundreds of monks are all born with big arms and round waists. When the scorching sun sets, their skins are faintly bronzed, and they are playing fiercely with the magic sticks in their hands. Seen from a distance, the momentum is extremely frightening. The power to subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger.

"Did you really think that with some tung oil, it would be a Vajra Arhat?"

"Is it still invulnerable?"

Luo Conge rubbed his eyes and sneered. I have to say that these bald donkeys are not only bright-headed, but they really look good when they are shirtless and smeared with tung oil.

However, if the hundred or so people are really masters, why bother to hide in the capital, they have already ruled the Buddhist sect, but they are just bluffing.

"Then let's see if it's your bald donkey's head that's hard,"

"My Jin Yiwei's knife is still tough."

Luo Porridge didn't want to look any longer, so he swung the Xiuchun knife in his hand forward suddenly, and hundreds of elite cavalry behind him put down the empty crossbows in their hands, and then drew out the Yanling knife at his waist to surround hundreds of monks from all directions. After passing the past, a murderous aura permeated the field.

Hundreds of Jin Yiwei quickly formed a large formation with hundreds of monks and collided with each other. The swords and sticks collided, and there was a faint sound of gold and iron. It turned out that both ends of the demon stick were covered with iron sheets. .

After all, those monks had built up a lot of stupid strength by eating meat and drinking every day, but they couldn't stand the crowd, and Jin Yiwei's knives were extremely insidious, often the iron rod just blocked the knives swung in front, and a few stabbed in from the side , I can't say that I have to lift up my crotch.

In just a dozen or so breaths, the large formation composed of hundreds of people was broken. Ding Xiu, who was holding a seedling knife, saw a gap and rushed in. The gang of monks were even more attacked. Falling, with a knife in hand, like chopping melons and vegetables, there are more than a dozen corpses left.

"Pfft..."

The sound of knives piercing into flesh and blood kept ringing out. The bare skull and the sinews smeared with tung oil were still not as hard as knives, and it took only half a cup of tea to put them together, and the ground was full of corpses of monks.

The fat-headed and big-eared monks who were originally hiding in the temple were heartbroken when they saw the situation, and ran up the mountain after seeing the situation was wrong, while the rest of the pilgrims were stunned at the bloody scene at a loss.

"Ding Xiu, where is it!"

"Your officer, here we are!"

"Lead people to catch up and kill them all..."

Luo Porridge looked at those monks with fat heads and big ears running around all over the mountain, and was inexplicably bored, and he didn't know how much food was wasted.

"This……"

"hiss……"

At this time,
The pilgrims who were driven up the mountain also arrived at the Qingshi Square. They were shocked to see the corpses of the monks all over the ground, and many of them covered their eyes and dared not look directly.

After Luo Porridge finished speaking, he walked towards the Daxiong Palace, the pilgrims with higher status around him shrank into a ball, and Zhang Fu Chengzhi, who had spoken earlier, couldn't help leaning back.

"It's really fragrant!"

"Full of merit!"

Luo Porridge looked at the copper tripod filled with panlong incense in front of the main hall, and there was not much bloody smell in the hall, which was covered by the billowing green smoke, and the huge merit box was full of silver tickets, It is rare to see ordinary silver ingots.

Looking up, there are five great Buddhas enshrined in the middle of the Daxiong Hall, lined up in a row. Five Buddhas in five directions, also known as Tathagata of five wisdoms, are all painted with gold foil on their bodies. The sun falls through the high windows, and the Buddha statues are shining brightly. Hui, looks so solemn and solemn, like the light of Buddha illuminating the world.

"Wang Ruling, where are you!"

"Your officer, here we are!"

"Rip open the bellies of these bald donkeys!"

"This teaches these pilgrims to see how much oil and grease are in the belly of these bald donkeys!"

Standing in the sky full of Buddha's light, Luo Porridge ordered in a cold voice.

(End of this chapter)