The sun sets and twilight comes. Before the golden ripples on the river surface of the sky and water have not yet disappeared, layers of mist have appeared on both sides of the river. A medium-sized ship with a slightly strange shape is now anchoring on the bank of the river!

This is the Grand Canal that was built only a few years ago. It is said that during the construction, all the nobles of the Sui Dynasty all jumped out of opposition. Some passionate people even said that even if the canal with river workers buried everywhere, no one would use it. Now no one has mentioned this matter again!

"All the Sui Dynasty was destroyed by this river, and it has been dependent on the waves for thousands of miles. If there were no dragon boats in the Water Palace, Yu would not have much contribution to it."

"Good poems and good poems!" A man dressed in a short suit raised his thumbs up at a young monk of fifteen or sixteen who was standing on the bow of the boat. "Young man is indeed a good poem that you recite!"

Your lewd hand is so wet, your whole family is so wet! Wukong gave him a blank look, too lazy to deal with this guy who can't even flatter him! If it weren't for the so-called lewd man under Brother Wenli...

Humph! I will let you know immediately that the gods are so lewd!

Besides, this is not my wetness, but something called Pixiu in the future time and space of the Tang Dynasty... Pi Rixiu's wetness is such an important thing. Do you think I know how to do it, even if I talk nonsense, do you understand?

But if you think about it carefully, with a scientific, realistic, serious, sincere and realistic attitude, Emperor Yang Guang of Sui and His Majesty Li Shimin are really imaginative. It can be said that they are carved from the same mold!

For example, if you kill your brothers, well, Wukong will never admit that killing your brothers was instigated by him. This is completely slander. Could it be that if he doesn't come, Li Shimin wouldn't kill his brothers? I'm afraid that no one in the world will send good people cards to His Majesty Li Shimin and his brothers today!

Yes, all the bad ones are temporary workers!

For example, Yang Guang was debauchery and did not even let his father's wife go. However, in this regard, His Majesty Li Shimin also had a brilliant record. Not only did he not let his father's wife go, but he also caught all the wives of his uncle Li Yuan and his younger brother Li Yuanji. He has made great contributions throughout the world and is an emperor forever!

Of course, Wukong absolutely has no courage to say these words in front of His Majesty Li Shimin. Well, in fact, there is no courage to say them behind their backs. Who knows if they are heard by others will be heard and will be heard in His Majesty Li Shimin's ears. No matter when, there are many people who want to step on others to take power!

However, when I came to the Grand Canal by boat, I could still make a fair and just conclusion about history in my heart. Anyway, it was just a random thought!

"By the way..." Wukong's eyes slid across the woods on the river bank, and he seemed to ask casually, "Have you done everything I asked you to do?"

"Don't worry, Xiao Langjun, everything has been told according to your wishes!" The man dressed in the boatman showed a flattering smile, "This time, Mr. Qiu personally led the team, and ensured that everything is foolproof!"

"Master Qiu, is it a ghost car?" After hearing Master Qiu's name, Wukong showed a bright smile, "Brother Wenli's situation is a little too big!"

"It's nothing to Mr. Bai's business," the boatman hesitated for a moment, "Actually, Mr. Qiu..."

He leaned closer and whispered to Wukong, "It was the eldest lady who forced her to come. It was said that the eldest lady planned to bring hundreds of brothers to personally fight this ambush..."

Wukong's mouth twitched twice. Dong Xiaowan, a big loli, was really as powerful as ever. He actually planned to bring hundreds of people to ambush the dozen or so monks. If the monks behind him knew about this, what would they think?

Well, I must be deeply honored, yes, you must know. Not all monks are worth hundreds of people to ambush!

"But Mr. Bai is worried about the safety of the eldest lady, so he firmly disagrees..."

I said, you are really sure that Brother Wenli is really worried about the safety of the big loli. Instead of worrying about the bad things of the big loli? If hundreds of people are ambushing each of them, what else is safe in this world? If you are all those monks, you will be reincarnated by Ultraman!

"In the end, the eldest lady had no choice, so she forced Mr. Qiu to lead the team here in person. Mr. Qiu had no choice, so she agreed!"

"Haha, hehe!" Wukong laughed foolishly. He couldn't help but feel a headache for the great loli Dong Xiaowan, who was extremely awesome and unexplained time traveler!

Speaking to the earth can no longer stop her. The stars and sea are her journey!

Just as Wukong was chatting with the shipman at the bow of the boat, about a mile behind Wukong, Monk Mingxing and more than a dozen violent monks with swords were doing the final pre-war mobilization.

"Senior brother, the shameless little monk's ship stopped not far in front!" A monk looked far away in the direction where Wukong and the others were, turned to Monk Mingxing and said, "Are we going up now, or..."

Tracking on water can be said to be the same as tracking on land, or it can be said to be different. It is because tracking on water cannot be tracked on roads. You can rely on obstacles such as trees and stones to protect yourself. If you follow too close, you will easily be discovered.

The same is true because a real master of chasing and stalking, such as Goku himself, can follow the traces left by the other party after walking on the road, such as the grass being stepped on, footprints, etc., and follow them in places that others cannot find far away.

The same is true for water tracking. Experienced boatmen can find the target of tracking based on similar clues such as overwhelmed reeds or alarmed water birds. Well, it is obvious that the violent monk talking in front of them is such a tracking master!

"Don't go up now..." Although the monk Mingxing, who was once stepped into the mud by Wukong, was really gritting his teeth at Wukong, it was obvious that he was not stimulated to lose his mind. "There are too many boats around now. Let's wait until they are asleep in the middle of the night before taking action!"

"What if they run away again after a while?" The violent monk who was the first to propose to kill Wukong was a little unable to hold back. He rubbed and pulled out a bright ring knife from behind. "I want me to tell you, let's rush up now and kill them directly. It's over, just be quick and easy! Senior brother, my big knife is already hungry and thirsty..."

"It's okay!" Monk Mingxing gritted his teeth, "If they want to leave, we will continue to follow. The little bald donkey is still a little trick. Besides, there are still seven or eight people on his boat. Don't hurt a few more of us brothers then..."

"But..." The violent monk wanted to say something, but he saw Ming Xing wave his hand, "You don't need to say more, don't worry, as long as I live, the life of that little bald donkey is not his!"

"Yes!" The violent monk agreed helplessly and inserted the hungry and thirsty knife back.

"Senior Brother. They have started to make fire and cook!" The monk who is good at detecting reported Wukong's movements again.

"Then let's cook too..." Before the short monks behind these monks finished speaking, they felt a slap in the head. When he raised his head, he was just opposite to Monk Mingxing's wide eyes!

"What kind of meal are you cooking? Are you afraid that the little bald donkey can't find us, right?" Ming Xing turned his head, "Today's supper, everyone can just eat some dry food to deal with it. After killing this little bald donkey, I will ask you to go to Yangzhou to get a restaurant!"

Just as these violent monks began to eat dry food, Wukong started having supper with a satisfied look on his face.

A fried golden fish, um. This is fish, eating this thing is not considered breaking the precept! But it seems that I have never followed the precepts of eating meat! A bowl of snow-white tofu fish head soup, um, with a little weed as an embellishment, and the canned pork I brought out by myself. Well, life is so beautiful!

"These guys are so calm!" After having a beautiful dinner, Wukong stood at the bow of the ship, moved his body a few times, and then looked in the direction where the monks' ships were, "They are very skilled in killing people to silence. By the way, do you mean that they believed that the unlucky monk was also killed?"

"How could I know about this kind of thing?" said the boatman on the side with a smile, "Our forces have not yet arrived in Jinling, let alone Yangzhou!"

"What are we..." Wukong glanced at him, "Why do you think Xiaona, Brother Wenli and Daluo... the eldest lady is outsiders, right?"

"Of course not, of course not..." The boatman immediately defended, "Little Langjun, how could you be an outsider? Absolutely no, absolutely not! I absolutely don't mean this!"

"What is that if it's not an outsider?" Wukong asked with a smile.

"This..." The boatman was scammer for a long time and finally said, "Of course he is his own!"

What else can you be if you are not an outsider? You guy say that big loli is my little one, will my inner friend die? So, you guy is still like this until now. There is no reason for this, you have too little eyesight!

However, Wukong himself knew that although Bai Wenli had already worked very hard, it would be a bit unrealistic to expect him, a local tyrant and evil gentry in Hangzhou, to find out about the things in Yangzhou in such a short time!

But it doesn't matter!

Wukong turned his head and looked at the direction where the violent monks behind him were tracking him. Brother Wenli didn't know, but as long as someone knew it!

In fact, although Wukong was with HP Zhixing and others and said that this trip to Yangzhou was extremely difficult and dangerous, Wukong actually didn't care much about solving the murder of the Mingxin monk!

It is not just a matter of tracing a murder case. The first step is to find the suspect. What? You said the suspects are covered in face, so you don’t know who it is? Then just find a few people related to the Mingxin Monk to be the suspect. The first rule of determining the suspect is that the acquaintances are the most likely to attack!

Well, this is how Conan, a primary school student in Death, usually looks for a murderer!

The second step is to fight! Fight until the suspect confesses. What, do you say the suspect doesn’t know what to recruit? Then continue to fight, and he will recruit whatever he asks him to recruit! What, he says he is not the murderer. Then there must be an accomplice. If he asks him to recruit, then continue to attack! What, his aunts and aunts have finished recruiting, but he really can’t recruit? Then let him go first and beat him directly. Someone will recruit him!

Well, Lai Junchen and the others in later generations all decided the case in this way. Not to mention these mortals, even Brother Di Renjie, who is known as the Wenqu Star, has to obediently let him do whatever he wants!

Having said that, the so-called means have always been for the purpose. Why did you come to Yangzhou yourself?

Of course, these temples that Zen Buddhism has temporarily been unable to control are taken back, and then the influence of Zen Buddhism in Yangzhou has been expanded! Compared with this matter, the rest of the matter is all in detail and not worth mentioning.

As for the real murderer who killed Monk Mingxin? What is that? Is it related to me?

In fact, this is the real reason why Wukong slapped his slap in the face as soon as he entered the temple! Because from the beginning, he planned to cut the mess directly, causing trouble if he had something to do, and asking for trouble if he had nothing to do. After the matter was a big deal, whoever dared to cause trouble for himself would take it down directly and then torture him to confess!

"There is no way. In order to be a good monk, I can only sacrifice some principles of being a human being..." Wukong stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the direction of the violent monks behind who were planning to attack him. He murmured, "If I had changed to Xiaozi, how could I talk so much nonsense to you when I was four years old, so I would have rushed into Qiling Temple with my men and tortured them one by one. I wouldn't believe it anymore. Among so many monks, there were all uninformed people!"

What made Monk Mingxing and the others happy was that for some reason, the bastard little bald donkey's boat actually stopped in front and did not move. Of course, this was a good thing, but Monk Mingxing, who had been through many battles, still felt something was wrong. It seemed that everything was going too smoothly.

"Fa Ming, you secretly go over from the shore and see what the little monk's boat was doing when hesitated?" After hesitating, Monk Mingxing decided to send someone to investigate.

Soon, Monk Faming, who went to investigate the enemy situation, came back. "Senior brother, nothing big happens. The little bald donkey seemed to be seasick. He vomited on the shore for a long time just now, but it seems that he has not recovered yet. It seems that they can only rest for one night!"

"So it's seasick..." Monk Mingxing finally let go and showed a hideous smile.

"This is the Buddha will not bless him!" Another monk standing beside Ming Xing smiled, "It seems that we can't do it if we don't slaughter this fat sheep. That's right. My big knife has been hungry for a long time..."

After the violent monks waited patiently for two or three hours, the sky finally turned dark.

"Senior brother, come on, my big knife..."

"No, wait for another hour," Monk Mingxing replied without hesitation, "When they are all asleep before going on!"

After waiting patiently for another hour, Monk Mingxing finally made up his mind and waved to the front, "Okay, everyone!"

The ship moved again, silently following the Grand Canal, towards the ships that Wukong and others were mooring. They were closer, and closer, fifty zhang, forty zhang...ten zhang, five zhang, and when the distance between the two boats was getting closer and closer, and they could jump over, Monk Mingxing drew out his ring knife.

"Brothers, come on!" Monk Mingxing pointed at the ship where Wukong was with the ring knife in his hand, "Except for that shameless little bald donkey, the old rules!"

After the remaining monks showed a hideous smile, they pulled out their weapons one by one, then carefully jumped from their boat to the opposite boat, and then touched them along the cabin door!

Monk Mingxing also pulled out the knife and jumped over from the boat he was in. However, he did not touch the cabin like other monks, but stood outside the cabin with a knife, monitoring the windows on the boat!

A few crackling sounds came from the cabin, as if the knife was slashing on the wooden board. Then two puffs were heard, and the lights suddenly lit up inside the cabin!

"What are you doing?" Ming Xing lowered his voice and said angrily to the cabin, "Don't light the lights, hurry up and do things!"

"Light... we didn't lit the lamp!" At this time, Ming Xing heard the panicked voice of Monk Faming coming from the cabin, "The lamp was taken up by himself, and senior brother, there was no one in the boat..."

When Ming Xing heard that there was no one on the boat, his heart sank, and there was no one on it. How could this be possible? Before the monk Ming Xing could react, he heard a sound of gongs again, and then a row of lights appeared on the shore like magic tricks, with shadows and at least dozens of people!

What's going on?

Just when Monk Mingxing was shocked and suspicious, a crisp voice suddenly came from the shore, "Wow, you damn bandits, all of you have fallen into my empty city plan!"

After hearing the arrogant words of this little monk, even if he saw something bad, he had the urge to stand up and curse him directly!

I am the empty city plan of your mother, who is the empty city plan like you!

"No, I lost my wind, brothers..." Monk Mingxing shouted loudly into the cabin, "The wind is tight, huh!"

With the shouts of Monk Mingxing, the violent monks inside rushed out of the cabin with weapons, and then jumped towards their ship one by one, intending to start the ship and escape!

"The wind is tight, huh..." Before they could all escape back to their boats, they heard the young monk on the shore laughing arrogantly again, "Where do you want to pull it away? I am here to prepare a net of heaven and earth for you. You still want to escape. Look, a cloud-piercing arrow will meet thousands of troops!"

As he said that, the little monk waved his hand into the air, and then Monk Mingxing saw a fire rising from the little monk's hand and then exploded in the air! With a bang, Monk Mingxing heard a shout from the river surface, and then another light lit up, surrounding them with a strong force!

"This..." The monk Mingxing, who had just escaped back to his boat, looked at the dozen or twenty strange-shaped things that suddenly appeared near him, and seemed to be like boats. "This is impossible. I was clearly looking very carefully just now, and there was not a single boat nearby!"

"You may have seen it on the water surface, but the problem is..." The little monk on the shore showed a hateful smile, "Have you seen it in the water as well?"

"Inside the water?" Monk Mingxing felt a little stunned. Can it be seen in the water? What boat can be driven under the water?
To be continued...