Chapter 1940

There were not many people in the Zhaitang, except for a few monks, there were a few people from the rivers and lakes, who might have come to see the rain appreciation party.

Xiao Xiuer felt a little strange, and asked the little novice Yulai: "Why are there so few people eating?" "Most monks in the temple don't eat here, and most of the elegant guests who come to enjoy the rain have their vegetarian meals delivered to their rooms. "Little novice Yu came to explain a few words, then lowered his voice and said: "Those people are staying in the monastery."

He glanced at those people from the rivers and lakes, and there was a trace of fear and disgust in his eyes.

As soon as the words were finished, someone suddenly jumped up and knocked the food on the table to the ground: "This is such a bad dish, it's so stupid, I want to drink and eat meat!"

The monk in charge of serving the dishes was taken aback and panicked a little bit at a loss.

Xia Leng took a look, and found that this man had a strange-shaped scimitar hanging from his waist, he seemed to be a quack swordsman, but what was this kind of person doing at Feilai Temple, did he really come to enjoy the rain?

"Benefactor, this is a monastery, there is no meat or wine!" The monk serving the food said quickly, "The temple only serves Vegetarian food. If you are not satisfied, the monk will change some."

"No? Fart!" The swordsman spat, then pulled out a dead chicken from under the table, and threw it in front of the monk: "I have it now, let me make it right away."

The monks in the living hall turned pale with fright and confessed their crimes. The swordsman couldn't help laughing when he saw the situation, and his two companions also laughed.

"It's too much, young master, don't you care?" Xiao Xiu'er was so angry that she was about to stand up.

The swordsman heard Xiao Xiu'er's words, he couldn't help turning around and took half a step, walked up to Xiao Xiu'er, and said with a sneer: "Oh, there are still people who want to meddle in other people's business, my uncle just wants to ask, what do you want to do? ""If you want to drink and eat meat, you don't go to the tavern at the foot of the mountain." Xiao Xiu'er was not afraid, instead she stepped forward and yelled outrightly: "What kind of prestige is playing against the young monk in the monastery? Hero, look at the street

Poppy what a difference! "Several Jianghu people were stunned by Xiao Xiu'er's words. The swordsman and his companion looked at each other, and suddenly realized that they had been taught a lesson by the little girl's film, and suddenly became angry from embarrassment, and raised their swords towards Xiao Xiu'er: "Little mother , are you tired of life?

Dare to teach me a lesson. "

Xiao Xiu'er turned her head to look at Xia Leng, feeling a little scared in her heart, but she didn't show it.

The swordsman also turned his gaze to Xia Leng, looked up and down, and found that he was just a teenage boy, and couldn't help mocking: "Your son from a rich family? Just the three of you, just learn from others and come out into the rivers and lakes? It's ridiculous gone."

"Put down the knife." Xia Leng said flatly.

Not only did the swordsman not put it down, but he turned his sword horizontally, pointed at Xia and said with a sneer, "Boy, you just left the house, and you haven't seen blood before. Today, I will teach you what is dangerous in the world."

"Stop talking nonsense, this little boy will definitely pee his pants when he sees blood."

"I'm so idle in the monastery, it's better to play with them first."

"Why don't you just kill someone for fun, these two girls are quite tender... ah!"

The few people who owed the mouth were slapped first, so that their mouths were crooked.

"If you can't speak, then shut up." Xia Leng's figure flashed, and he stood in front of the swordsman: "Also, if you see you don't use a knife, don't insult the knife."

The swordsman came to his senses, raised his knife and slashed at Xia Leng: "If I say I don't know how to use a knife, then I will hack you to death first."

The knife is fast, but unfortunately it is useless.

Xia Leng stretched out the middle two fingers of his right hand, and with a light pinch, he clamped the blade firmly.

"Let go, let go!" The swordsman desperately wanted to take the knife back, but the blade didn't move at all, "Let go of me."

Xia Leng crushed the knife casually, and then kicked the swordsman out of the dining hall.

Seeing this, several other Jianghu people immediately drew out their weapons and launched a siege against Xia Leng, seeing that this posture is completely unstoppable.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" "Where you are, you have to abide by the rules. You don't have to, but you have to have the ability to not follow the rules." Xia Leng directly threw all these people out of the dining hall: "But you There is no such ability, just bullying the weak, playing tricks

Just splash. "

"Boy, if you want to report your name, we Yunzhou Three Monsters will never let you go." The swordsman was still yelling unwillingly.

Xia Leng looked down on these people more and more, but said coldly: "You don't deserve to know my name, get out."

Those Jianghu people looked at each other, probably feeling that they were not Xia Leng's opponent together, so they had to say a few more harsh words, and left cursing.

"Thank you benefactor for saving the siege." The monks in the dining hall thanked Xia Leng one after another.

Xia Leng waved his hand, not paying attention.

The monks thanked them again, then picked up the dead chickens thrown on the ground by those quacks, and tremblingly walked out of the dining hall. "Huh?" Xia Leng noticed that something was wrong. The dead chicken had actually been treated a little bit, most of the hair on its body had been pulled out, and the blood and meat had been rough cleaned. It seemed that those people were not I came here to mock those in the altar

Monk, I really want to eat. If this is the case, then the bloody smell he smelled before coming in was not from this dead chicken.

"My lord, you were too cheap to those scoundrels just now, you should let them apologize to the little monks first, and then spank their butts." Xiao Xiu'er was still aggrieved.

Feng Tianling thinks this is quite good.

Xia Leng looked around at the Zhaitang, then at the monks, and asked in a low voice, "Did you smell any strange smell when you came in just now?"

"The aroma of vegetarian food." Xiao Xiu'er replied without thinking, and then she came to her senses: "It seems that there is nothing strange about it. What do you want to ask, my lord?"

"I seem to have smelled it." Feng Tianling's expression changed slightly, and she whispered: "It's the smell of blood."

Xiao Xiu'er said disapprovingly: "Didn't those people bring a dead chicken just now, it must be the bloody smell from that chicken."

"No." Feng Tianling whispered, "It's the smell of human blood."

Xiao Xiu'er was stunned for a moment, then shuddered all over in fright: "Little Ling'er, don't scare me."

"You smell it too?" Xia Leng glanced at Feng Tianling unexpectedly, and then remembered: "Oh, you seem to have said that you are more sensitive to smells, so can you smell where it comes from?"

Feng Tianling replied: "It's just on those people just now."

"Then it's nothing strange." Xiao Xiu'er said casually: "Their kind of people are so brave and ruthless, maybe they left some wounds during the fight."

There is nothing wrong with this statement. As a person in the Jianghu, getting injured is commonplace, so there is really nothing to say.

Xia Leng still felt something was wrong, but he didn't say it in front of the two little girls, and discussed it with Ji Jiu later in the evening.

After eating the vegetarian meal, Xia Leng and the others were not in the mood to hang out anymore, but went back to the room together.

Xia Leng was waiting for Ji Jiu to come back, but unfortunately he didn't, instead he waited for Kong Qingsong.

"It's almost time, Mr. Leng, let's go to Lingyun Pavilion together, it's an excellent place to enjoy the rain." Kong Qingsong knocked on Xia Leng's door and said with a smile.

"Okay, Mr. Kong is here to invite you." Xia Leng didn't say much, and went out with Kong Qingsong.

Xiao Xiu'er may be a little depressed because she just finished eating, but now she is full of sleepiness and doesn't want to go anywhere. As for Feng Tianling, she is from Yunzhou and has no interest in rain scenes, so she chooses to go to bed early with Xiao Xiuer.

Kong Qingsong suddenly pretended to ask unintentionally: "Mr. Leng, where is your guard, why is there no one?"

"He's used to being idle, so he probably went somewhere to find a drink." Xia Leng replied casually. "Oh, that's it." Kong Qingsong laughed and said in a low voice: "Young Master Leng is too out of touch. If you want wine and meat, you can tell Kong in private. Although the temple has clear rules and regulations, they are not used to restrain us and others." Yes, as long as there is no fanfare

Can. "

Xia Leng also laughed, but didn't say anything.

"Just now a small incident happened in the back mountain of Feilai Temple. I wonder if Mr. Leng knows about it?" After walking for a while, Kong Qingsong suddenly brought up another topic.

"What's the matter?" Xia Leng really didn't know.

Kong Qingsong frowned slightly: "Three Jianghu people were killed in the misty forest in the back mountain. The death conditions were quite miserable. They seemed to be pierced by some hidden weapon."

"Huh?" The first thing Xia Leng thought of was those people making trouble in the dining hall.

Kong Qingsong thought that Xia Leng was interested, and continued, "It's somewhat similar to the legendary Pear Blossom Needle in the Rainstorm."

"There are also rainstorm pear blossom needles here?" Xia Leng asked a little strangely.

"Haha, Mr. Leng thinks that the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle is something special somewhere?" Kong Qingsong said with a smile.

Xia Leng always thought that the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle was invented by some martial arts novelists on the earth, but unexpectedly heard this word again in Xianyun Continent: "Are you sure it is the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle?"

"Not sure." Kong Qingsong shook his head, "Because only dense needle holes were found on them, but not even half of the needles were found."

Xia Leng asked again: "Do you know who killed them?"

"I don't know." Kong Qingsong shook his head again, and then looked at Xia Leng: "I just heard that Mr. Leng seemed to have clashed with them in the dining hall at night?"

Xia Leng couldn't help laughing: "You think I did it?"

"That's not true." Kong Qingsong stared at Xia Leng for a few seconds, and finally shook his head: "I just feel that something is wrong, and I want to remind Mr. Leng to be careful."

"Thank you for reminding me." Xia Leng thanked absently.

Kong Qingsong suddenly laughed, and said to Xia Leng: "Actually, there is an interesting strange story in this monastery in Beiyun County, Mr. Leng, have you heard of it?"

Xia Leng shook his head. "I heard that this monastery is the gathering place for wronged souls in Beiyun County. Every July and a half, they will gather here to seek relief from eminent monks." Kong Qingsong said jokingly: "You said that you died in the back mountain Will those souls of the dead still swim in the temple?

swing? "

At this time, the rain was getting thicker and thicker, and the air was filled with water vapor, making the whole Feilai Temple seem to be immersed in the misty clouds, like a fairyland.

Xia Leng has never seen this kind of rain on earth. The raindrops are like jade, falling from the sky, and then falling to the ground, breaking into powder all over the ground.

The raindrop powder was blown up by the breeze, one by one, floating like life, and they would retreat when they saw people. At this time, in the rain and mist, a shadow of a knife pierced through layers of water vapor, stabbing at Xia Leng quickly and silently.