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The little Daoist called out a few times, but the monk on duty didn't respond. He then hurriedly stood up and tied up his belt, and shouted everywhere. However, the monk on duty still didn't reply. The little Daoist was so anxious that he grumbled, "Seeing peace makes you unable to guard the night. Where did you go?" He ran to the monk's room again. At this moment, the bandits had already started fighting with the monk at the foot of the wall. The bandits were hacking at the monk with their sabers, always trying to find an opportunity to escape.

The little Daoist went to the window of the monk's room and saw that it was dark inside. The door was open, and he thought that the monk had fallen asleep inside. As he entered, he called out, "Senior Brother, quickly wake up! Something's happened!" No one answered him. The little Daoist touched the kang and realized that there was no one in the room. He ran out of the room again to search. Suddenly, he heard a voice coming from the northeast corner of the courtyard. "Where do you think you're going? At this time, the monk had already kicked the dagger out of the man's hand, using his scheme to win the fight. He was currently fighting with the man.

When the little Daoist heard the shout, he thought that An Zining was trying to capture the thief. He hurriedly ran over to see where the two were fighting. He thought it must be An Xin who was trying to capture the thief, so he ran back to the house to call for someone. The young daoist did not know that everyone was captivated, so he first called out to the four young Spiritual Masters inside the house, "Fellow Taoist, what's wrong with you all? Get out and help catch the thief. The thieves have been intercepted. " He staggered and shouted, and all four of them were limp and unconscious. The little Daoist hurriedly called out for Farmer and the abbot, and when he saw that none of them were awake, he shouted for them. He mumbled to himself, "What magic did this thief use? I can't see any injuries on his body, but he's dead!" He was not trusting, so he went one by one to check out everyone's breathing. All of them had auras of their own. He said in surprise, "That's great! "They're all still alive." He thought about it and said, "These people must have been drugged by the thieves. How can I save them? " He looked anxiously at the bucket of cold water beside him and said, "Cold water is the best way to wake people up. I'll use it." He picked up the cup and scooped up a cup of water, then suddenly poured it on the abbot's face. He saw that his abbot was slightly moved by the water. The little Daoist immediately scooped up more water and poured it over. He shook his head and said in a low voice, "Quick, open the window." The little Daoist opened the window and helped Fang Dang up before going to pour water on the others.

The abbot felt ashamed as he sat at the table. He felt weak and slumped over the table again. Before long, Fa Ming, Fa Tong, Ru Feng, and the four young men also woke up. The little Daoist was very happy and helped them to sit down one by one. Pu Xian stood up shakily, and when he saw the monks lying on the ground, he asked, "What happened to us? Aren't you viewing a treasure? How did he fall asleep on the ground? " The abbot lifted his head with difficulty and said, "We are only interested in seeing the treasure under the lantern. We have been plotted against by the bandits." The thieves lured us with incense and stole the treasures. " The four young Spiritual Masters were all greatly shocked. Each of them released their vicious auras and wanted to chase after the bandits. The four of them took a step forward and were unable to stand steadily. Their hearts were filled with disgust and they started vomiting. The little Daoist hurriedly said, "Four esteemed Daoists, the thieves have been blocked by An Zaining. They were out fighting the thieves. If you can still do it, then go help them. " The four young elites all felt weak all over and couldn't stand properly. They were all anxious and couldn't get out. Pu Xian was angered and said, "That damned thief! Catch him! I will kill him myself!" Pookie said anxiously, "We can't do it yet, little brother. Take my sword and help catch the thief! We can't let them get away. " The little Daoist picked up his sword and ran out to see what was going on.

When he reached the northeast corner, he saw that everyone had disappeared without a trace. The little Daoist ran back into the house and said, "There's no one there anymore. The thieves must have escaped. The two of them are chasing after us. " Puxian held his sword in his hand and said, "This thief is extremely hateful. We can't let him get away!" With that, he went outside with Pookie, Putuo, and Pu Feng. After the night wind blew, the four people vomited again. They all felt much more clear-headed. The four of them went to the scene of the incident and shouted a few times, but no one answered. Pluxian used his powers to push himself up against the top of the wall. He saw darkness outside and heard the sounds of the trees. "If we don't know where they are going, how will we catch up?" Pu Xian asked. Pookie said, "Scream a few times and listen to their responses." Pushin let go of his voice and shouted, "You're at peace — where are you — answer!" No response was received after a few shouts. Pu Xian turned around and said, "My shout can travel three to five miles. They must have gone a long way. " Pooji said anxiously, "It's good to see people at peace, how can we let the thieves escape?!" They must have been careless. " Pu Tuo said, "If the two of them follow the culprit, it will be hard for the culprit to escape. "Why don't we go out and look for him?" The four of them agreed, and they all jumped onto the wall to give chase.

At this point, all the monks woke up and stood up. The abbot told them how he had been plotted against by the bandits. The little Daoist entered the house and said, "My four brothers, after seeing the wind outside, they are all fine. They have already caught up to the thieves. "All of you, go outside and receive the night wind." "I had forgotten for a moment that the poison gas had received fresh air and would be able to be relieved very soon," he said. "All of you, get out."

When everyone was outside, breathing heavily, Fa Ming said to Ruo Feng, "I still know what Master Fang is shouting about." I also know that I was ambushed. It's just that my body is too weak to speak. " "I saw you were about to say something, so it's too late," Fang Dang said. You all fell very quickly. And I saw the thief, and I was about to strike him with my staff, but I was smitten. "

Thinking that the final fall of the abbot was the result of his martial arts, he asked, "Can the power within our bodies withstand this poison?" "According to my knowledge, no matter how profound one's martial arts is, they are unable to resist this poison aura. Once hit, everyone had the same symptoms. The tendons were soft and could be manipulated by anyone. We call it the Soul-Breaking Incense, and the foreigners call it the 'enchanted soul'. This thing is used by the most despicable people in the martial arts world. " Farmer continued, "We were all poisoned at the same time, so why did you fall in the end?" "I have two reasons. One was that I was the furthest from the door and the poison gas had finally reached me. Secondly, the tea I drank was extremely fragrant. The tea fragrance surrounded me and the poison fragrance couldn't penetrate my body for a while. I just smelled the poison and it quickly collapsed. "

"Strange, how did the thieves know that we're going to view the treasure under the light of the lamp tonight? "Since Ruo Feng came here, we haven't talked about treasures, have we?" No one could figure out the reason either. Wu Dao said, "He plotted against our people and seems to have figured out the situation here. Tonight's events are by no means coincidental. " "I think it was I who was discovered here," he replied. I reckon the people who plotted against us were the same group of Japanese who had caught me in Yantan. They never gave up trying to find me. " When he heard about the Japanese, he said, "The Japanese are very stingy. Let's check to see if any of the other treasures in the temple have been lost, and determine if it's them or not. " "I saw that the gangster was abnormally tall. He didn't look like a Japanese man, but a Westerner."

The monks immediately divided themselves into groups and took lanterns to look around. He saw that the doors of the halls were locked and the windows were intact. The monks went in one by one. Seeing that there were no rare relics missing, the monks gathered together and shouted, "This thief is definitely not Japanese. If they were thieves, they would pry open the door and pry out the lock, stealing anything they could get their hands on. " They all ran over to report to the abbot, saying, "There are many cultural relics. The thieves are definitely not Japanese. It must be a Westerner. "

Hearing this, he analyzed, "This man only came for the treasures. He put in a certain amount of effort. It's all our fault for being so negligent tonight. What happened tonight was rare, whether it was in the martial arts world or the martial arts world. All of us plotted together. This is an unprecedented humiliation for our thousand-year-old ancient temple. " He then fiercely continued: "No matter who did this, we must capture the culprit, recover the treasure, and wash away the shame! Seeing that An Zaining and the others have returned, we shall know who the culprit is. "

Just as the abbot finished his sentence, a monk came rushing over to report, "Master Fang, this is bad! "I saw the two of them." Everyone quickly asked, "Where are they? Bound by a thief? Or were you killed by the thieves? " The monk gasped for breath and said, "Those two were killed by the bandits. They are at the bottom of the clock tower." When everyone heard this, they all felt indignant and went to the clock tower to take a look. When he got closer, he shone a lantern and saw the two of them dead in a pool of blood. Fang Dang, Fa Tong, Fa Ming, and Ru Feng all rushed forward to take a look. He saw the two of them being stabbed in the chest. The killer had stabbed the knife through his back from the front. Fang Dang looked at him and said, "This thief is extremely hateful. He first tricked the two of them with incense and then killed them together." The pain he felt caused his body to sway and he nearly fell to the ground. Fa Tong quickly carried Fang Shen to the Fa Ming Zen hall. The monks were aggrieved and indignant.

Famin called the little Taoist and asked, "Are you sure you want to see An Zining fight with someone?" The little Daoist panicked and said, "At that time, I was too far away to see clearly. I thought it was An Sining capturing a thief." "That's hard to say," Ruo Feng replied. Seeing that An Zaining is dead, there's no one left outside. Who fought with the thieves? Was it a group of thieves fighting over treasures? " "Treasures are very precious," he said. "If the thieves come in groups, it's very likely they'll fight over them." The two were suspicious of each other. Fa Tong hurriedly said, "Master Fang has fainted. How can I not wake up? Fa Ming, go and save him!" "Reverend," he said, "you are too old and your mind is too heavy. You can't afford to take such a blow." Let's take care of the living first. "

They followed him back to the house and saw their lord lying on the bed with a pale face and no breath left in him. All the monks panicked and shouted, "Master Fang! "Wake up …" The two younger monks were crying while indignantly saying, "This damned thief killed our people without reason, and pissed off our abbot." I won't forgive him! "

As soon as he had opened Fang Ming's pulse, he immediately took out a trident and pierced it into Fang Zhouzhu's ten acupoints to save his life. Since all of them were useless, Farmer panicked. He then pierced Fang Dang's acupuncture point for recovery, and Fang Dang let out a breath and cried out, "Oh my god!" It hurts so bad! "Kill him, and I will kill him!" "Just now, when I was in a trance, I saw An Zaining. They both knelt in front of me and cried. They were murdered by the Church of England. Beg me to avenge them! " "This is the result of the Lord Fang's fantasy," Rufeng replied. One cannot revive after death, much less report to the wandering souls. The Buddha, Sakyamuni, was no exception. A great revelation is a buddha. " Ru Feng then clasped his hands together and said, "I hope Buddha can accept seeing peace!" Everyone cried when they heard this. They hated bandits, so they kneeled down and prayed, "Seeing peace is one thing. When you were alive, you were wise. When you died, you had a spirit. We will definitely help you catch the culprit and take revenge! "