Chapter 25: What did you say? Your Qiling Temple has never asked the governor to find the little monk?

"Okay, don't hide it anymore, come out!"

After the governor of Qiling Temple turned from the pier to an alley, he shouted to the alley in a depressed tone. Then he twisted and twisted a few times. The doors of four or five houses on the left and right alley opened with the words, and then more than a dozen black-clad masked men with weapons walked out of the door.

"Master, why are you back alone?" These masked men looked at the lonely governor monk and asked strangely. "Didn't you tell me to bring people here?"

"Don't mention it!" The governor replied gritting his teeth, "That damn new temple master is a dog. No matter what I say, he bit him to death. I'm embarrassed to disturb him tonight. I'd better go by myself tomorrow! In the end, he has been unwilling to get off the boat!"

"Master, if they refuse to come, what should we do now?" The masked man asked the governor again, "Why don't we just kill on the boat and put them all..."

As he said that, the masked man made a gesture of reaching out to cut!

"Don't be nonsense!" The governor shook his head, "You are not without seeing the shameless little monk and the two big monks around him, and the boat is small. If we go up, we will not be able to use it no matter how many people there are. In the end, it will definitely be similar to the experience of those wastes in the afternoon. Six or seven people were beaten like dogs by one!"

"Who is your mother, what are you talking about? Li Heipi?" Another masked man pulled off his face towel. He turned out to be the man who led the team to the boat in the afternoon to search. "In the afternoon, it was because the people from your Huai Yan Gang were too cowardly, so he was implicated by me, okay..."

"Yes!" The masked man who started talking said in a sarcastic tone, "The people in our Huai Yan Gang are cowards, but none of them admit in person that they are corrupt, but they are some waste..."

"You..." Someone who was stabbed to the vital point suddenly exploded, "What's wrong? At least I was not forced to write a loan note, write an IOU, and pay it back by the way, the employer also betrayed it!"

"Yes!" The masked man continued to sneer, "Someone has pushed you into the tank, otherwise..."

"The fourth brother, needless to say!" The governor and the helm leader waved his hand at the masked man, "We are all brothers..."

"Who is brother to you poor guys!" The man who led the team to search ruthlessly retorted, "I'll tell you again, when I came out, Gang Xiao personally explained to me that our action can only be successful and not failed. If you just go back in shame, Gang Xiao will be very unhappy?"

"I don't care if Xiao Bai's face is happy or not! If you want to lick Xiao Bai's face's ass..." After hearing this guy's threat, the governor suddenly exploded, and his fingers pointed towards the dock, "Go to yourself, I will stand up and cheer you here!"

"Okay... Hello!" The big man snorted, but humming, he had absolutely no courage to really go to the boat to kill people. After all, the others were just watching the fun at the dock in the afternoon, and he was kicked by the shameless little monk on the boat with his vaginal legs.

Among these people now, he is the real victim!

He was going to be with the others, hiding behind a safe window in this alley that was less than two meters wide. When the damn little monks passed by, he would definitely be a real man if he had to go out to plot against them. But if he wanted him to kill people on the boat again, it would be another matter!

"You wait, I will report this matter to Gang Master Xiao!" After putting down a harsh sentence, the man turned around and left.

"Pooh!"

Looking at the back of the big man leaving, the governor spitted on the ground, "Even if I go and say, I want to see how the little white-faced can do me? If I force myself to be anxious, I will lead my brothers to start the head of the Baling Gang!"

"The helm..."

"What, Is the fourth brother, you are afraid?" The governor glanced at the masked man who was talking before.

"Baling Gang is a big deal, the problem is that we still haven't brought the loan note back..." The masked man's tone was filled with anxiety, "Tonight is the best opportunity. If any young monk lives in Qiling Temple tomorrow, even if we can kill that young monk, we will not be able to get the loan note back!"

"Nonsense, of course I know!" The fake monk sighed, "The question is, what can I do if that little monk doesn't get off the boat?"

"Or..." The masked man, Lao Si, continued, "How about we let our brothers secretly sink the boat tonight?"

"It's useless!" said the fake monk depressedly, "This is the kind of two-story non-sinking ship!"

"Don't the ship sink?" Lao Si also showed a surprised look, "It's the two-layer ship used by the salt dealers in Hangzhou? It's useless to chisel the bottom of the ship? The rudder leader, you are not wrong!"

"It's just that kind of boat..." The fake monk snorted. "I've been living on the water for many years, how could I read it wrong!"

"Where did this damn little bald donkey get such a good boat?" When he heard that Wukong was sitting on a shipwreck, Lao Si's eyes were illuminating. "If such a good boat is given to us Huai Yan Gang, will we still have to worry about those jams when we are shipping goods in the future?"

"This is not possible, that is not possible!" said the masked man, Lao Si, depressed, "If that damn little monk comes to collect debts, where can we find so much money!"

Speaking of money, the fake governor, who is the leader of the Huaiyan Gang, his face immediately twisted a few times, "What money should I find? Then I will sacrifice my money. I will have no money, but I will die..."

"Of course there is no money. Master, do you mean that if the little monk comes to ask for money, we will fight him to the death..." The man in black hesitated. "This is not good!"

"Nonsense! That little monk has a backstage on the official side. It's okay if we kill people without knowing each other. If they come to ask for money openly, why are we going to fight? Do you think that death is not fast enough?" The governor of the governor answered depressedly.

"I can't afford to pay even if I lose money, and I can't afford to fight even if I try my best..." said the masked man, "Headmaster, what should we do?"

"What should I do?" The fake governor snorted, "I still say the same thing, I don't want money, but I'll have to die. If I force myself to force me, I will compensate Zhang Jun. Whoever causes the trouble will settle it himself. If you want to kill or cut it, it will be Zhang Jun's life!"

The masked man blinked, not knowing what he should say!

"Oh!" The governor of the fake Qiling Temple sighed depressedly, "I just said it casually. After all, Zhang Jun is also our own brother, and I still can't do such a thing. I originally wanted to lure the little monk out of it, but I didn't expect that this shameless little monk was so cunning that he didn't even get off the boat if the monk from Qiling Temple came to invite him!"

If Wukong was here, I believe he would be shocked, because Wukong knew in his heart that the reason why he did not fall into this trap was definitely not because he was worried about the counterattack of the Huaiyan Gang that he had just cleaned up, but simply distrust the monks in Qiling Temple!

In other words, this is a complete accidental incident!

Because of the various strange ways of death of monks in Qiling Temple, Wukong had already been deeply wary of the monks in Qiling Temple in his heart before he arrived at Qiling Temple. So don’t say that the helm leader of the Huaiyan Gang was dressed up as the governor of Qiling Temple, even if he was dressed up as the superior monk in Qiling Temple, Wukong would not be able to follow him!

At this time, Wukong, who was hiding on the boat, had no idea at all, because his vigilance towards the monks of Qiling Temple had just escaped from a disaster! If the matter was really the same as the fake monks of the Huaiyan Gang thought, Wukong and the others were introduced into the alley less than two meters, and then with a command, the swords on both sides immediately poked out from the door and window!

Sanbaozi, Huikong and others must be dead. Even if HP Zhixing doesn’t die, he will have to take off a layer of skin. Even if Wukong is able to escape this trap, he will at least be seriously injured!

You should know that even after a 1,500-year push, this method of closing the door and fighting dogs can still be adopted by the vast number of tunnel war militias in World War II after the powerful muskets appeared, and its lethality is quite good.

"The helm leader..." When the ambushers of the Huaiyan Gang came home, they pulled off their masked scarves and revealed a simple and honest face and said to the fake monk who was still wearing a monk's robe, "I still think I'm strange. This time the little monk swept the face of our Huaiyan Gang. Why do their Baling Gang feel more attentive than us..."

"How could I know this when you ask me!" The fake monk replied without hesitation, "I'm not Xiao Baiming!"

Unlike the Huai Yan Gang who intends to attack Wukong and the ambush, Wukong and the others don’t care at all and have a good sleep very happily. The next morning, Wukong, who had eaten, took HP Zhixing, Sanbaozi and Huikong and others to the pier and swaggered.

Of course, behind Wukong and the others, there were also several servants and servants responsible for carrying things and carrying bags. Although this kind of monk took his followers became very rare after the Song Dynasty, it was still a very ordinary thing in this era.

You should know that just one or two hundred years later, when Emperor Wuzong of Tang destroyed Buddhism, he could still find 150,000 servants and maids from the monk temple, and all the monks at that time were only more than 200,000!

As a good monk in the early years of the Tang Dynasty, if you don’t raise some servants or maids, how could you be embarrassed to say that you are a monk?

"I said, don't always look guilty, okay?" Wukong smiled and looked left and right as a country bumpkin entering the city, but what he said was completely inconsistent with his expression. "I said, Miss Yueyue, you are one of the so-called city flowers in Yangzhou City. A famous prostitute, can you not be so bad in acting!"

The object of Wukong's speech was a short and dark-skinned man standing near him. Of course, this man was actually Xiao Yueyue, one of the ten beauties in Yangzhou after Wukong used paint to slap.

"Yes!" Xiao Yueyue replied in a trembling voice, "Slave..."

"Come on, you don't have to talk anymore!" When Wukong heard the little black and thin man answering the question in such a coquettish voice, he almost got goose bumps. "I can't figure out how you were a prostitute and lied to men. Another day, I'll write you a book of the self-cultivation of an actor. You can take a good look!"

"Yes!" Although Xiao Yueyue didn't know what an actor's self-cultivation was, it did not affect his answer to Goku's words! "Young man, do whatever you say!"

"Really?" Goku turned his head with a smile, "You do whatever I say?"

"Of course..." Xiao Yueyue's slightly blinked, and several bundles of autumn spinach were smashed out of her eyes. "You little husband, you have no choice but to save me for your life, so..."

So what, you know!

"Is that?" Wukong smiled, but the following words almost choked Xiao Yueyue to death. "It's a pity, girl, you are good at everything, but you just named the wrong name. I really have no interest in Xiao Yueyue!"

Xiao Yueyue! What a cruel name. Every time I hear this name, Goku reflexively wants to fight a cold war!

Next, Wukong took a group of monks around Yangzhou for a long time. When he saw any shop, he went in with great enthusiasm. Even when he had lunch, he went to the best restaurant in Yangzhou for a meal. If we look at it from the action alone, it was a group of standard people who had never seen the world and had the first time to enter the city.

But the other people, such as the two people who were following Wukong and the others, did not notice at all. After Wukong entered a silk shop for a long time, when he came out from it, a thin black little dwarf who was originally following Wukong suddenly became a little taller and a little whiter.

It is impossible not to say that for the sake of convenience, Cui Yining asked him to open a shop in Yangzhou that was suitable for the Baiwenli in Hangzhou, selling silk on the surface. In fact, the idea of ​​selling private salt was really Wai Ruigude! The people who killed the Mingxin monk would never have thought that Xiao Yueyue, the only witness, had returned to Yangzhou without knowing it.

After hiding the only possible exposure of Xiao Yueyue, Wukong then took HP Zhixing and others to Qiling Temple in Yangzhou. While walking on the road, Wukong was still depressed. He actually wanted to make an undercover visit, but he didn't expect that the monks in Qiling Temple had too sharp ears!

Yangzhou is really prosperous and not a little bit. From the passenger flow of this Qiling Temple, Wukong can clearly see the difference. From the current time when Wukong became a monk, the only one who can compare the passenger flow with Qiling Temple is probably the only one in the Daxingshan Temple in Chang'an.

It is worthy of being Yang Guang’s Jiangdu back then. Big cities are big cities!

"Bajie, go up and say to them!" When we arrived at the door of Daxingshan Temple, Wukong sorted out his clothes, "Just talk about the master of Daxingshan Temple, Master Wukong was invited to take office today!"

When Bajie arrived at the gate of the temple and found the monk Zhike and said what Wukong had told him, Wukong suddenly saw the monk Zhike who was originally kind-hearted and trying hard to look like a monk, and immediately swept his eyes towards him and others. Wukong felt his heart shrink!

This feeling is...

Before Wukong could figure it out, he saw the monk clasped his hands together and said a few words to Bajie with a kind face, and then he saw Bajie running back with a strange look on his face.

"Uncle Master..." The chubby Wuneng said in a strange tone, "Today, the people in Qiling Temple, Vinaya, and the temple are not in the temple. The monk said that they all went out to attend the Dharma Assembly."

"Mahayana?" Wukong frowned slightly, "What Dharma Assembly?"

"It was said that a gentry from Yangzhou organized a Dharma Assembly and invited the Biancai monk from Yongxin Temple in Yuezhou to preach the scriptures and preach the Dharma, so all the monks from Qiling Temple went there." The chubby Wuneng told the full story from where the monk found out.

"Monkey Biancai..." Wukong touched his chin with his hand, "Why is this so familiar with such a name?"

"Bajie, didn't you tell him that we were invited by the governor of Qiling Temple yesterday and reported to the temple today?" San Baozi said, "Since they invited us, why aren't any of these eminent monks and masters here today?"

"I said it?" Wuneng learned from Wukong's appearance and touched his little bald head, "but he said he didn't know about this at all!"

"Don't know?" San Baozi said angrily, "I don't know what, can we say that the governor of Qiling Temple we met last night was still a fake one?"

"It's possible!" Wukong answered, "After all, the identity of the governor of Qiling Temple is just what the monk told us. No one of us knows what the governor of Qiling Temple looks like, right?"

"How is this possible..."

"How is it impossible!" Wukong interrupted Sanbaozi with a smile. "I was wondering last night why the governor of Qiling Temple insisted that Xiao I come to Qiling Temple in the night. Now I almost understand everything!"

"Sometimes I really doubt whether you, Wukong, are possessed by a god!" Monk Zhixing shook his head at Wukong, "I originally..."

"Junior Brother Zhixing!" HP glanced at Zhixing slightly!

"...I really thought I followed you to Yangzhou to enjoy the happiness, but it was still so dangerous!" Although Zhixing was complaining, his eyes were shining. "I didn't say that, the commission must have increased!"

"No problem!" Wukong waved his hand generously, "I will save your commission to Senior Brother HP first!"

"roll!"

ps: Sorry, I'm continuing on a business trip today, so I didn't find any place to update the chapters I wrote on my laptop. Now the wind has just returned home. Well, there should be another chapter before 12 o'clock. If not, I can update until 1:00 at most!

The wind that broke its promise and fattened again!

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Chapter completed!