The ancient temple was dark and cold. Even if there were ghosts, a third person should not appear. Hu Xiaotian looked at the uninvited guest, not wanting to reveal the secret of his Heavenly Eyes. He shouted: "Who is there? Come out!"

The man stared at Hu Xiaotian coldly, walked up to him, and was stunned for a moment, and said strangely: "Neal, why are you again?" But he saw that his head was smooth, his face was covered with flesh, and his body was only half a piece of robes, and his arms were tightly wrapped with cloth strips, revealing spots of blood. It was the monk who had just fought with Baiyun Sect in the middle of the night.

Hu Xiaotian pretended to be stunned and said, "Hey, it turns out that he is not going to kill the master! I thought he was a bandit, so I was scared and sweated coldly."

The monk Bushe asked in confusion: "This Fuquan Temple has been abandoned for many years and the incense has been cut off. What did you do when you read the scholars run into the temple in the middle of the night?"

Hu Xiaotianqi said: "How did the master know the name of this temple?"

The monk Bukha said, "The Sa family was here for practice thirty years ago, so they naturally knew the name of the temple. What's so strange about it?"

Hu Xiaotian's heart moved slightly, and he thought of the great reputation of not killing the monk. A ridiculous idea suddenly jumped into his mind. Could it be that he was the fact that he had the intention to kill the monk when he saw money, and robbed the gold and silver magic weapons in the secret room, and set fire to the Fuquan Temple? Inferred in this way, he must have known the existence of the secret room. Could it be that he also wanted to hide in the secret room and he also wanted to heal his wounds? He sighed: "Master, Xiaosheng's surname is Hu, and he returned to his hometown to visit relatives with his wife and brothers. Who knew that when he passed by this place, he encountered a strong man who was robbed. Not only did the carriage and property disappear, but he also got separated from his brothers' family. Xiaosheng and his wife walked away in a hurry and accidentally entered the ancient temple. He happened to find a secret room, so he hid in it. When the robbers dispersed, I sneaked out of the secret room to find some food to fill his stomach. I see, Master, you are stained with blood and have no objects. Did you also encounter a robber?"

The monk Bukha said in a deep voice: "Where is the secret room you discovered?"

Hu Xiaotian calmly said: "Just in the wall behind the Buddha statue, there are only a few scriptures left in the secret room, and there are no valuable things. It is an ideal place to hide from the enemy."

The monk Bukha's eyes drooped and fell on the pile of yam and Polygonatum. He couldn't help but swallow his saliva and asked roughly: "Did you dig these things on the mountain?"

Hu Xiaotian nodded and said, "Maybe it is the blessing of the Bodhisattva. The young student's random search is also rewarding. However, I just heard a shout at the foot of the mountain and saw someone lit a torch and heading north. In such murderous battles, the young student avoided it and did not dare to go close to snoop. Master, is that the fight related to you?"

The old monk's face turned slightly red and said angrily: "Talk too much! How can you find out about the matter of Sa's family? A nerd, go and call your wife out. Sa's family needs to heal the wounded room. Haha, when Sa's family opens up the injured meridians, Yuwen's son will be killed!" As a master in the world, he was chased by a group of juniors and was extremely embarrassed and did not want to say more in front of others.

Hu Xiaotian laughed in his heart and said, "Master healing is important, so we should avoid it." After saying that, he took yam, Polygonatum, etc. into his arms, and suddenly noticed the eyes of the monk Bukan. He moved his heart and sent nearly half of the food to the monk Bukan. He smiled and said, "Master, meeting is fate. A mere mountainous thing is considered a little destiny for the young man to respect the Buddha."

He didn't kill the monk and fought hard day and night. He was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back. He was embarrassed to speak because of his identity. Seeing Hu Xiaotian taking the initiative to offer him, he grinned and snatched him, chewed him voraciously, and said while eating: "Needle, you are not bad."

Hu Xiaotian claimed guilt and turned back to the secret room. When he pushed open the stone door, Li Xuan'er was happy and said, "You are back! I'm still worried about your accident." Hu Xiaotian was stunned when she heard that her tone was sincere and did not seem to be hypocritical, and said softly: "Are you really worried about me?" Li Xuan'er immediately regretted it and said lightly: "I'm worried that you were killed by a villain, so that I didn't have a dinner. Hey, have you found food when you go out this time?" Hu Xiaotian laughed and hurriedly told him the purpose of not killing the monk. Li Xuan'er was so worried that he had no reputation for not killing the monk, so he had to pinch his nose and agree to pretend to be Hu Xiaotian's wife and get through the test first.

In order to prevent problems, Li Xuan'er tore off a corner of her clothes to cover her face, held Hu Xiaotian's sleeves, and walked out of the secret room gracefully. Seeing that they were intimate, the monk Bukan narrowly went away most of the suspicion, and laughed and said, "Needle, your wife has a slim figure and a thin waist as thin as a willow. She is a beauty in one place, right?" Hu Xiaotian said, "Where is there? The villain is ordinary inside, and she is really ashamed to see people." Bukan narrowed him and said, "The family has a pair of magical eyes and see countless women. It's hard to see them."

Can't you tell me about beauty and ugliness? Fortunately, your wife covered her face, otherwise the Sajia family would become more and more afraid that her chastity would be ruined on the spot." Hu Xiaotian was so amused that he could not say anything about this wine and meat monk! Shaking his head, "Fuquan Temple is the place for Buddhist practice. The master said lies. Aren't you afraid of the Buddha's blame?" The monk did not kill and said without caring, "What are you afraid of? The Sa family destroyed the Buddha's temple thirty years ago. If the Buddha had a spirit, he had already saved me to the Pure Land!"

Li Xuan'er was ashamed and angry as she was afraid that the monk Bukan would see through his true face, so she gently pulled Hu Xiaotian's sleeve. Hu Xiaotian understood it and said, "Master, it's late at night, so let us leave temporarily and stay in the adjacent monk's room for a while." Bukan said seriously: "A nerd, when he is using his family to heal his wounds, you must not get close to the secret room. Once you disturb me, don't blame the family for killing him." Hu Xiaotian said with utmost praise and pulled Li Xuan'er away.

Most of the houses in Fuquan Temple were damaged, but there were still two or three monks on the west side that could barely live in. Since the two pretended to be husband and wife, they only chose one monk's room, and after cleaning it, they laid hay and branches, and each fell asleep separately from one corner. That night, Li Xuan'er lying in her clothes, listening to the slight snoring from the other end of the room, her cheeks were hot, and her heart was wafting. This was the first time she had been living in the same room with a man. Although the children in the world were in a hurry to follow the rules and regulations, the strange feeling filled her heart, making it difficult for her to fall asleep for a long time.

The cold wind whistled at night, and the broken doors and windows were pouring in from time to time, making the room as cool as an ice cave. Hu Xiaotian's body was too strong and he had practiced on the top of the snow-capped mountain for several years. Naturally, he would not be afraid of this coldness. He slept until dawn, turned over and sat up, and saw Li Xuan'er still sleeping in front of the wall, so he walked out of the monk's room with his hands and feet, washed his face and rinsed his mouth. At this time, the dawn broke out in the east, and a red sun broke through the clouds and slowly floated into the sky. The red glow reflected the ancient temple in the mountains and forests, making people feel calm and refreshed. Unfortunately, the ancient bell in the temple had not ringed, and there were no monks chanting scriptures, which was less solemn and solemn.

Hu Xiaotian had the experience of last night and went to dig up a bunch of yam and Polygonatum. After washing it, he turned around the monk's room excitedly. When he entered the door, he found that Li Xuan'er was still lying on the dead grass and was motionless. He couldn't help but feel a little strange and called softly: "Miss Li, Miss Li, wake up!"

Li Xuan'er moved her fingers with difficulty and made a low moan.

Hu Xiaotian hurriedly put down the thing in his hand, walked over and touched Li Xuan'er's forehead, which was so hot. It turned out that Li Xuan'er was seriously injured and weak. Last night, she was so uneasy that the wind evil entered her body, the cold air invaded her bones, and she actually had a high fever. In just half the night, her cheeks were sunken and her lips were dry and chapped, which was far away from the reputation of the soul-sucking demon girl, and she was as pitiful as a girl next door. Hu Xiaotian secretly blamed and regretted that Li Xuan'er was already seriously injured and did not have any bedding to keep warm. If she was more diligent and blocked the holes in the doors and windows, she would not be seriously ill. The most urgent thing was to seek medical treatment, otherwise her internal cold and cold would occur at the same time, not far from death. He took off her coat and wrapped her tightly, fed her a little water, carried her out and walked out.

The monk who did not kill happened to have finished his work. He just came out of the secret room and ran into Hu Xiaotian, who was rushing to the scene and said in surprise: "Neal, where are you going?"

Hu Xiaotian paused and said, "To be honest, my wife is weak in constitution. She was frightened again yesterday and suddenly fell ill. The situation is very critical. The young actor wants to ask the doctor for help immediately and leave the master."

The monk Bukha frowned and said, "The nearest town is more than 30 miles away. You only rely on your feet to travel, but you are afraid that your wife will die of an emergency before she can find a doctor."

Hu Xiaotian was in a deeper mood and said, "I can't sit and watch her die in the temple, right? Although the chance is slim, I will try my best and do my best to calm my destiny. Master, where is the direction of the town you are talking about?"

The monk Bukha raised his hand and touched his bare forehead, and suddenly said, "Sajia ate your food last night and owe you a favor, so let me give it to you for a ride."

Hu Xiaotian couldn't believe his ears. Could it be that the sun came out from the west? He was also compassionate if he didn't kill the monk. He hesitated and said: "Master, isn't your injury hindering?"

The monk Wukang slapped his chest and said proudly: "Shajia refines Buddhist magical powers, copper and iron bones, and a small injury is no problem. After a night of exercise to regulate breathing, the meridians on Sajia's left arm have been cured. Even if he meets the general Zeng again, he can fight. Anyway, the Sajia will leave this ruined temple where birds do not shit and send you two to the town by the way. It is just a small task."

Hu Xiaotian couldn't help but ask, "Who is Zeng Shenzong? Is his martial arts much better than the masters?"

The muscles on the monk's face twitched and he said in a muffled voice: "General Zeng Shen is the top master of the Qinglong Society. His internal strength is slightly better than me, but his martial arts may not be stronger than me. Like Yuwen Xiaoer, he relies on the advantages of many people and power to hurt me. He is not considered a hero. If he fights alone, the Sa family will never be afraid of him."

Hu Xiaotian suddenly remembered something and said curiously: "I wonder who is better than General Zeng and Fengzi Yin who broke into the valley that day?"

The monk Bukun sighed: "Then Yin Crazy Zi challenged hundreds of gangster heroes with one person, not afraid of life and death, not knowing the pain, and killing in and out of the world. It is no longer a human being, but the Shura Killing God sent by King Yama! I would rather fight Zeng Xiangjie ten times than meet Yin Crazy Zi. Hey, nerd, why do you suddenly care about the affairs of the world? Can your wife still save her?"

Hu Xiaotian hurriedly said, "Save, of course you have to save! Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. We and my wife will definitely remember the master's grace to save our lives, and we will never forget it."

The monk Bukan said, "Shajia saw that you were quite kind and hurt the camel demon for me, which is what helps you. I don't care whether you are grateful or not." He grabbed Hu Xiaotian's shoulder with one hand and said in a deep voice: "Be careful! If you feel uncomfortable, close your eyes." He paused his feet, and he flew over the courtyard wall like a giant eagle flying away.

A few miles eastward, the mountains were over, and farmland and villages began to appear. The monks who did not kill were honest and unceremonious and broke into the farmers' homes, snatched things and ate them. They also grabbed a sheepskin cotton jacket to wrap Li Xuan'er to resist the cold wind and cold on the way. They went east, and the monks who did not kill them were like flying away, not afraid of being shocked at all. They arrived at the edge of the town in about half an hour.

Suddenly, a whimper broke through the air and a stone flew out of the near woods, shooting from the side towards the running monk Bukan. Although he was suddenly attacked, Bukan still reacted very quickly. He waved his palm and quickly sealed it, swept the flying stone aside, and stopped and cursed: "Which person who is not eye-catching is plotting against your grandfather?"

Hu Xiaotian was worried. Could it be that Yuwen Zheng led people to ambush here?

This forest covers a wide area, with trees next to each other, densely packed, and it is impossible to see how many people are lurking in the forest. A low and hoarse voice said: "It is inappropriate to use light skills to rush forward, which has disturbed the people. Please be careful."

If you don’t kill the monk, you are used to being arrogant and domineering. How can you listen to this unpleasant and honest advice and angrily said: “Sa family has been around for decades. When will it be your turn to teach me a lesson? It’s such a dog who uses rats to meddle in other people’s business! Get out of the Sa family!”

The man said lightly: "I don't want to hurt others if I have too much trouble, please go away."

The monk Bukan was furious and immediately let go of Hu Xiaotian, opened his fists and rushed into the forest, shouting: "A guy who pretends to be a ghost, are you scared to the house?" Before he finished speaking, the dead leaves flew, and a strong sword energy that was as strong as a flying dragon, stabbed him. The monk Bukan shouted loudly, closed his fists to block it, and the enemy seized the invisible sword energy. The fist wind and the sword energy collided and fought against each other, and the earth shook for a moment, and the trees broke. Who knew that with the ability of the monk Bukan, he could not resist the invasion of the sword energy. No matter how he moved and leaped, he was still forced to retreat step by step and retreated from the woods without realizing it.

Hu Xiaotian watched the sword energy from afar and changed his wish, and couldn't help but breathe a breath of air. This person's swordsmanship was perfect and reached its peak. Which sect's master appeared in the world?

The sword energy suddenly retracted, and the dead leaves fell slowly in the sky.

When he didn't kill the monk, he calmed down and suddenly found that he had retreated back to his original position. Without one more step, he immediately turned red and smoked from his seven orifices. Before he met his opponent, he was forced to retreat without any suspense. This was a great shame that he had never encountered in his life. When he didn't kill the monk, he had a temper, shouted loudly, and rushed into the forest again with his skills.

The man sighed, "Why is this?"

Suddenly, the sword energy surged into the sky, and there was a sound. Whenever the dancing dead leaves were stabbed by the sword energy, they were all pierced or torn apart, and their power was even better than that. After only half a quarter of an hour of killing the monk, he retreated out of the forest in a very embarrassing manner. There were seven or eight sword holes on his body at some point.

Hu Xiaotian was stunned. The top ten masters in the underworld were actually teased like children and had no power to resist?! Isn’t this man’s swordsmanship reaching the point of being the only one in the world?

Not killing the monk is both annoyed and frightened. He knows that his martial arts skills are far inferior to those of the other party. If he keeps pestering, he can only ask for trouble. The so-called heroes do not suffer the loss in front of him, and those who know the current affairs are heroes. He immediately clasped his fists and said, "Sajia is the monk who does not kill in Guanzhong. How dare you ask your friend whose name is? Today's humiliation will be returned in the future!"

The man's voice suddenly turned cold and he said, "Don't kill monks? He is very famous and has done all the evil things. If you are a bad monk, don't blame me for drawing the sword to kill people and eliminating the harm for the people." As soon as the words came out, the heaven and earth were solemn and killed, which made people feel more desperate than the moment of sword energy.

If you don’t kill the monk, you just feel that the murderous aura is in your chest and your hair is standing upside down. If you don’t give in, you will inevitably be the end of blood splashing in five steps! Faced with such a strong man, head-on battle is undoubtedly the stupidest move. As for those self-deception scenes, it’s better not to say too much. If you don’t kill the monk, he lowered his head and pulled Hu Xiaotian and left.

The two walked to the entrance of the town and left without killing the monk. The town was not big in size, with two streets, shops, hotels, and pawnshops at a glance. There was only one clinic in the town called "Jisha Hall". The doctor who was in the clinic was named Ma, and there was a couplet "Salvation of the World and Rescue People, and the wonderful hands rejuvenate" outside the door. Hu Xiaotian hurried to the hall and shouted, "Doctor, my wife is not good anymore, help me!" Dr. Ma was in his forties and was raised as white and fat. He glanced at Hu Xiaotian lightly and said, "What kind of singing in the clinic is like? Your master has never taught you etiquette.

"Hu Xiaotian hurriedly said, "Because my wife was seriously ill, the young student was in a hurry and lost his composure. I hope the doctor would forgive me." Dr. Ma's expression was a little slow and asked, "Are you a scholar?" Hu Xiaotian said, "That's right." Dr. Ma nodded, signaling him to put Li Xuan'er down, then stretched out his finger to put Li Xuan'er's wrist vein, frowned, and slowly said, "Your wife has a cold wind and cold body, and her qi and blood are greatly damaged. She is extremely serious. If she comes later, she will be helpless. Fortunately, she met me," he raised a finger and then said, "Please pay the full medical fee first, so I can prescribe the prescription."

Hu Xiaotian was stunned and then furious. How could the doctor not cure the disease and save the patient, but instead ask for the medical treatment? If Li Xuan'er's life was not hanging on the line, she really wanted to punch him in a colorful way! Grudge his teeth and said, "How much is the medical treatment? Is it a liang of silver?" Dr. Ma shook his head and said, "One hundred taels!" Hu Xiaotian said in a lost voice: "One hundred taels? Are you a doctor or a robber?" Dr. Ma's face turned stern and said unhappily: "To save your wife's life, you need to use a hundred-year-old ginseng and a few expensive medicinal materials as medicine. There is only one hundred-year-old ginseng in this museum, which is very precious. Do you want to save it?"

Hu Xiaotian groped all over and there was not even half a tael of silver. He had no choice but to reach into Li Xuan'er's arms and only found more than twenty taels of broken silver and a few golden beans, which was far from enough to pay for the medical expenses.

Dr. Ma's face became increasingly ugly and said coldly: "Since you don't have money to see a doctor, please carry the patient away and don't die in my clinic."

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