Not long after, the two men returned to the house with two chickens and two jars of wine. They started to make fire and fuck them. They started to work for half an hour. The three of them started eating and drinking at the stone table in front of the yard.

The aroma of the chicken soup spreads for ten miles is not exaggerated. Although Wunian is a monk, the aroma of the meat is so tempting. He tucked his stomach and swallowed his saliva, but kept chanting the mantra of the Qingxin.

Gradually, the three big men ate and drank for half an hour. After three rounds of wine, the jar was empty, and the two basins of chickens were all left. After drinking and eating, the three of them were drunk. They walked and slapped their feet and couldn't speak clearly.

The three of them went back to the house, and one of them went to the woodshed to take a look. After that, they heard them whispering a few words and blew out the lights. Soon a snoring sounded across the entire house.

Wunian knew that the opportunity had come, so he jumped off the eaves carefully, and listened to the door of the three men for a while, on the safe side. He walked towards the woodshed with confidence after making sure that the three of them were completely asleep.

The Zhang family's wood-room was very large, and the door lock was spacious and thick, so it was absolutely impossible to break it if it was locked. After checking around Wunian, he did not find any other entrances to save people, so he had to jump onto the roof. Fortunately, there was a breathable skylight on the roof.

He was delighted and then he leaned his head into the room to ask questions, but a slight sob came into his ears first, and it turned out that she was still crying...

"Hey, little donor, can you hear me talking?" Wunian's voice was tender, but very gentle.

"Who?" She looked up and looked up. The dark face in the room was so dark that she could not see her big, bright and crystal-clear eyes.

"You come under the skylight first and let me see you." Wunian pulled his head back so that the bright moonlight could sprinkle into the room.

She also ran to the skylight, and the two met for the first time under the gentle moonlight.

"Hey, why is it a little monk..." She wiped away the crystal tears at the corners of her eyes, and was both shocked and happy.

Wunian rubbed his nose, smiled gently and appropriately. He folded his hands together and bowed, "Amitabha, the little monk Wunian, don't you know the name of the female donor?"

"My name is Zhang Muyan, little monk... Oh no, Master Wunian, please go out quickly, they are going to catch me..." She was so anxious that she stomped her feet, and tears were about to rise again.

"Shh... Donor Zhang, whisper, they are drunk and are asleep now, don't wake them up," Wunian said happily, "Amitabha, Donor Zhang, I am a monk from Yunhai Temple, you should know. In the past, your father, Zhang Dashan, had great merits to my temple. Now, you see, Buddhism is boundless and good will be rewarded, I will come to save you, hahaha..."

Mu Yan held back his crying with a sore nose: "I think you don't want to recite scriptures. Isn't it a killer for my father to give so many merits? Humph!"

Wunian was shocked, but then he sighed and felt extremely regretful.

But Mu Yan was anxious: "Oh, I said little monk, don't sigh, find a way to rescue me!"

Wunian nodded resolutely: "Okay! Since you are the good fate left by Mr. Zhang, I will save you today." So he ordered: "Wait, I will steal the keys to save you!"

"Little monk, be careful..."

Wunian had already jumped off the roof of the house. He said that if he wanted to save people, he would save them. Even if he was in trouble, he would go to save them. If I don’t go to hell, who would go to hell?

He walked to the big man's room where the keys of the wood-room were held. The snoring inside was still very loud, and the door was only half closed. He took a deep breath and sank under his dantian, and his steps were even lighter. Then he slowly pushed the door and entered, and paused in the hall for a while. The moonlight just hit the man's bed through the door. He looked closely and saw a copper key hanging around his waist!

Unfortunately, this man's sleeping position was really clumsy, and the key was at his waist. He turned over and pressed it down on his head. It seemed that to get the key, he had to straighten his body.

Wunian was in a state of great turmoil. Not to mention whether it was right or not, this was a matter of stealing. He was really unconfident, but when he thought of the urgent look of Chuanfang Mu Yan, he gritted his teeth and did it!

He took his steps lighter, and even walked for a few short steps for a quarter of an hour before he walked to the bed and shook his hand in front of the man.

The man chewed his mouth twice, then turned over and fell asleep as if he was lying on his face, holding the pillow!

Wunian gritted his teeth. Could it be that God didn't want to save people by himself? The key was completely pressed under the man. How to get it?

At a loss, but you can't get nothing. If you return without success, when will you have to wait until you save someone?

If Yan Qing had been a child, he would have taken out a knife, and when he raised his hand, he would have caused the three of them to fall in his sleep. Unfortunately, Wunian was only ten-year-old monk. It was impossible to kill him, so don’t think about killing people.

It is necessary to take the key without killing and taking the key. Wunian was angry with himself, stretched out his little hand and slowly touched the man's waist.

He touched the key without touching it for the first time, but instead touched the man's life. Wunian's face turned red. When he was about to pull out his hand, the man also felt itchy and went deep into his crotch with his hand to scratch... Unfortunately, he actually grabbed Wunian's little hand, scratching, but it didn't stop it, and it became more and more wrong!

Wunian wanted to pull his hands, but the man didn't let go of his hand. Suddenly he heard a sentence: "Damn, when did my life be so big?"

The man suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Wunian in horror for a long time before suddenly getting angry: "Damn it, where did the little bald donkey come from? How dare you kill me? Genzi's idea!"

Although Wunian was shocked, he had a sudden inspiration and pointed it at the man's life. You can use your pinch-

"Ouch!!!"

The screams of a pig-killing sound were so painful that the man covered his crotch and had no time to exert force. Wunian saw the right time, pulled off the key from his waist and ran out of the door.

"There are thieves, there are thieves, hurry up and catch them!" The man covered his crotch and did not forget to shout!

Wunian ran to the woodshed quickly, opened the door lock in a few seconds, and when he pushed the door, Mu Yan rushed towards him like a tiger pounce: "Little monk, thank you!"

"Oh, don't thank you, run away quickly!" Wunian grabbed Mu Yan's hand and ran out of the door, but the other two men who woke up hearing the sound had broken out. When they saw the two people who were about to escape, they stepped across the gate in three or two steps, and heard one of them cursed:

"Damn it, are you still going to steal someone?"

Wunian held Mu Yan tightly and stepped back step by step to find another way out, but the man who had previously sneaked into "Finding. Genzi" also held his crotch and snatched the door, viciously blocking their retreat.

"Little monk, what should we do?" Mu Yan was so scared that he cried.

Wunian faced the three big men with a cold face. He protected Mu Yan behind him and told him, "Don't be afraid, I will protect you. These three people were staggering in a gait, and they must have been awake when they were drunk. If they started fighting later, you will find a way to escape!"

Mu Yan asked in a trembling voice: "How do you...you little novice monks beat them?...Wow, what good things will be rewarded? They are all fake, they are all fake..." She sat on the ground and burst into tears.

Wunian stole his horse and his fists were hard. He practiced martial arts at the age of three, and he had been here for seven years. Why could he not beat three drunk men?

"Bah! A little monk who is a little big-sized dares to take action, so I will let me meet him alone!"

A big man was so disdainful that he waved his fist and slapped at Wunian without any affection for his subordinates.

Although these robbers and bandits do not have serious martial arts skills, they are used to robbing their families and have developed a ruthless body. They can't bear this drunken boxing.

Wunian stood up, like a big roc spreading its wings to avoid this blow. The man was too strong with a punch and was drunk, so he couldn't retract his momentum and fell to his dog's shit. There was a stone on the ground, and his face was just on the stone. He was hit and bleeding, and the person suddenly lost consciousness.

Seeing this, Mu Yan wiped his tears, grabbed a sharp stone beside him and smashed it to the back of the man's head: "You beast, I'll give my parents my life!"

"Don't kill someone by donor!" Wunian called out loudly, but Mu Yan did not stop the movement at hand. Instead, he hit the man more and more harder, making the man's head bleeding and his face covered with blood!

"Oh, you-" Wunian shouted that he had committed guilt and wanted to pull the crazy Mu Yan, but he punched Feng Fenghuohuo and hit him in the face again: "Boy, please give my brother back!"

Wunian hurriedly retreated, lowered his waist and accumulated an internal force, took the force under his feet, clenched his fists and raised the cauldron, and smashed the man hard on the abdomen.

The man took several steps back in the abdomen before he could barely straighten up, but at this time Wunian chased him again and kicked him in the air - "Bang!" A kick accurately hit the man's ear, and kicked him two or three feet away!

Mu Yan was so exhausted that she had no strength at hand. She was biting her lip and forgot to herself. Wunian hurriedly ran to pull her up and ran out the door: "When will you stay if you don't run away at this time?"

Two of the three men had fallen down, and the remaining legs were soft. He cursed and wanted to chase after him, but his crotch was so painful that he could only watch as the two ran away in the night...

The bright moon shines in the sky, and the sea breeze blows. The two of them crawl up the mountains like boys running around the moon.

The moon in the sea of ​​clouds passed half of the sky, and climbed to the top of the mountain of Yunhai Mountain and could even touch the stars. Wunian had some strength, but he pulled Mu Yan to run half of the mountain, so fast that he could at least run for two hours.

"Master Wunian, I really can't run..." Mu Yan let go of Wunian's hand and fell to the ground, gasping for breath.

How could Wunian not be tired? He looked at the back and saw no one chasing him. He smiled calmly and fell straight to the ground. He hadn't eaten for two days and two nights, and today he used force to save people. He was afraid of the mountain roads for these few hours, and it was time to faint.

He fainted like this.

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Chapter completed!