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Just as Zhang Long and Zhao Hu were about to have the monk confess, they heard footsteps coming from outside the door.

Zhang Long and Zhao Hu looked at each other. They no longer paid any attention to this monk. Instead, they took their long sabers out of the room and into the courtyard.

At this moment, the two arrived at the courtyard and saw a group of villagers bringing a few monks to surround Aunt Wang's courtyard. At this time, Little Qing and Little White were standing behind Luo Lingwei and Aunt Wang, protecting them. They stared at the group of villagers in front of them like they were their prey …

"Xiaoqing, what's going on?"

Zhang Long asked.

At this moment, Little Qing was also shaking her head, indicating that she didn't know what had happened.

"Amitabha, you bandits! Not only did you steal my temple's horses, you even killed my temple's Shamei! Come forward and meet this poor monk with me!"

The leader of the monks stepped forward, clasped his hands, and said to Luo Lingwei and the others. His eyes were wide open, and he looked very angry.

At this moment, a young monk was standing behind the monk. He looked extremely weak. His clothes were a bit messy and mud was still hanging from his monk shoes.

The moment Zhang Long and Zhao Hu saw the monk, they knew that he was the monk that had escaped last night.

At this moment, the monk had brought people to find him. It seemed like he had gone to call for reinforcements. When he recalled the arrogant and despotic appearance of the monk in the room earlier, he immediately understood what was going on. It seemed that these monks had already become habitual criminals. After seeing the good stuff and saying that it was a lost item from his temple, they brought people to ask for it. If this person did not give up, they would incite the surrounding villagers to beat him to death.

"Master, tell me, what was lost in your temple?"

At this time, Luo Lingwei stood up and said to the monk.

This monk saw a beautiful woman standing in front of him, and immediately became distracted. Hearing Luo Lingwei's voice, he felt as if his bones were about to break.

"Lady, within our temple, we lost four BMWs and a carriage. Yesterday, my disciple discovered that the stolen goods were in this courtyard. As a result, today, we brought people here to ask for them." The monk said.

"Humph!" Hearing this, Luo Lingwei sneered, "This master, I'm afraid you don't lose just these things in your temple, right?"

It had been a long time since that monk had seen such a beautiful woman. At this moment, all he was thinking about was how to trick this beautiful lady into his hands. Thus, he began to speak as well, "Yes, this female benefactor has made a thorough check. I wonder, what did you pick up from our temple?"

"In my opinion, you have also lost the sanctity of Buddhist mantras, the heart of Buddha that is empty everywhere, and the conscience and good will of a man!" As Luo Lingwei spoke, her almond eyes opened wide as she pointed at the monk and said, "You bald donkey, how shameless, you actually dared to blame yourself on my grandaunt! "Do you really not know how to write the word 'die'?"

At this time, this monk was being scolded by Luo Lingwei to the point where his face turned pale. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a scream coming from the west wing.

Zhang Long suddenly remembered that there was a monk in the room and he quickly took his knife back to the room. He saw that the young monk he tied up previously had a short knife stabbed into his chest and was bleeding profusely. The back window was open, and it looked like the killer had run away.

Zhang Long also knew that corpses couldn't leave the area, so he turned around to report the situation in Luo Lingwei's room and told her everything that had happened last night.

Only now did Luo Lingwei realize that such a thing had happened last night.

At this moment, the timid young monk in the crowd accidentally saw the blood that was flowing out from the west wing and could not help but point at the door and shout out …

"Master! There was blood at the door! "That shout just now must have been shouted by Hui Guang!"

When everyone heard the little monk's words, they looked at the room and immediately burst into an uproar.

"Awesome!" "Murder!"

Originally, the entrance of the courtyard was surrounded by so many people that not even a drop of water could leak out. Yet, upon hearing such a shout, it immediately became noisy, causing one's head to hurt.

"Benefactor, please be quiet!" At this moment, the monk finally spoke. Following his words, the crowd immediately quietened down.

"Benefactor Wu, may I trouble you to find someone with quick legs to report this matter to the yamen." The monk said righteously to the people around him.

Li Zheng nodded his head and pointed to a young man in the crowd. After giving him some instructions, the young man ran off.

Then, he let the others leave first. At this time, the only ones left in the courtyard were the monk, his apprentice, Old Man Wu, Luo Lingwei, and the others.

"Benefactor, this humble monk would like to take a look at the room. Is that possible?" The monk asked, but did not wait for Luo Lingwei's reply and walked straight into the house.

Behind him, the young monk and Li Zheng also quickly followed.

As soon as they entered the room, they saw Shamei who was tied to a pillar with a short knife in her chest. Seeing this, the monk couldn't help but cry out loud, "Hui Guang, my disciple!"

With that, the monk was about to step forward and cry, but Zhang Long grabbed him by the collar and pulled him back.

"What are all of you doing!?" The monk looked at Zhang Long with a blank expression.

At this moment, Zhao Hu had also chased Li Zheng and Little Shamei out of the house.

"Don't mess around at the scene of the crime. If you destroy any material evidence, can you bear the consequences?" Luo Lingwei said coldly.

The old monk and the young monk didn't know what to say, and seeing this situation, they could only nod and gnash their teeth and say: "Fine, fine, you all dare to insult this poor monk, and even kill this poor monk's beloved disciple. You all just wait and see! "

With that, he flicked his sleeves and left. Moreover, he was also afraid that if these people left, he would be the one to suffer when the yamen asked, so he sat down at Aunt Wang's courtyard gate, looked at Luo Lingwei and the others, and did not say anything.

After about half a day, a few people came back with the young man who had left earlier.

The young man brought a few messengers to the scene, gave a few instructions and then went back home to rest.

At this time, the few people who had been sent to the gate saw Zhang Long and Zhao Hu with long blades in their hands protecting Luo Lingwei. Looking at Luo Lingwei's noble temperament and her many years of experience, it was easy to tell from a glance that this woman was not an ordinary person.

Instead of the usual fiendish expression, he respectfully stepped forward and cupped his hands towards Luo Lingwei and the others, "Excuse me, may I ask if there has been any deaths here?"

Luo Lingwei nodded her head and pointed to the west wing: "Yes, the corpse is currently in the room."

A few messengers thanked Luo Lingwei and entered the house without looking back.

Seeing these servants being so courteous to Luo Lingwei and not as fierce as before, Li Jun couldn't help but be curious about the origins of these people and why the people at the yamen's entrance were so polite to them.

Just as he was wondering, he suddenly heard a Buddhist chant coming from outside the courtyard.

"Amitabha!"