Chapter 194 Life

194 Vitality

At night, it started to rain heavily.

After dinner, Xiang Jiannan returned to his room and fell asleep quickly without much struggle after lying on the bed.

Wang and his party will not stay overnight in Ping'an Temple tonight. For some reason, after entering the room, he suddenly felt very sleepy, although he was originally in good spirits.

Leaving a corner of the quilt open, I felt the heat spreading from my chest to my whole body quickly dissipating.

The damaged wall was repaired by Wang and his team. The workmanship was very high and the master was very satisfied.

Soon after the wall was repaired, it began to rain heavily, and it continued to rain for several hours without stopping.

Guan Gong's sword and gourd were all confiscated by the master, and because of them, he was hit by the old Taoist's whisk several times.

I didn't feel anything when he hit me. If I didn't turn around, I wouldn't even know that the master was hitting me.

"How long are you going to chase me, monk?"

A few hours after the two Taoist priests in Ping'an Temple turned off the lights and went to sleep, several figures walked in the heavy rain and entered Ping'an Town under the cover of night.

The one running in the front was a fat monk, his robe was tattered. He opened his mouth and spat out a few mouthfuls of rain.

This monk is the abbot of Baofo Temple, Liaoran. Even he himself had not expected that he would be chased desperately by a group of his fellow monks on such a rainy night.

There were six people in total on the other side, and he knew them all. They wanted to attack him as soon as they met in the county town. He knew he had no choice but to run away.

Baofo Temple cannot be without an abbot, at least in the short term, and I cannot be liberated by them.

"That depends on when you agree to go back to the Galan Temple with us. Come on!"

He raised his hand to grab Le Ran's shoulder, but was easily dodged, and the monk who was speaking failed.

He is the monk Nengren from the Galan Monastery. A few days ago, he came here to ask for advice at the order of the abbot.

When I arrived at Baofo Temple, I didn't find anyone, so I walked around the county town and unexpectedly ran into him.

The other party seemed to know the purpose of his visit. After seeing that they were outnumbered, he immediately made a reaction that he still couldn't understand.

He got up and left the city without returning to Baofo Temple.

We followed him all the way, walking along various small paths for a long time, until the night fell, and finally we saw that he was in a mess.

It was quite strange, he was at the same seventh level as Laoran, but he couldn't gain any advantage in front of Laoran, even though he had five fellow disciples by his side.

"Why go to the Galan Temple? We are all Buddhists, so why don't you speak slowly if you have something to say?"

Although he seemed to be begging for mercy, after dodging the attack, his hand was not idle.

He put his middle finger and index finger together and exerted a little force, with extraordinary force, attacking directly at the chest of Monk Nengren.

This attack, despite his seventh-grade cultivation, looked ordinary, but it caused the falling raindrops to stop. After they dodged it, they quickly surrounded him. The monks of Jialan Temple could no longer tolerate it.

They didn't use any harsh force. As expected, they couldn't be too merciful when facing the monks from Baofo Temple.

"Demon-subduing circle."

As the falling rain returned to normal again, Monk Nengren gave instructions to his fellow disciples without further ado.

As soon as the words came out, Buddha's light appeared on the bodies of several people, and golden rays of light instantly appeared on the ground.

The light crossed vertically and horizontally, and drew Liangran in a very small space. He was anxious: "Can you guys be reasonable? If we alarm others, it will be difficult to deal with it later."

"I'll take care of you first!"

With a loud shout, all the light on the ground popped out, and two more arms appeared behind each person at the same time. Monk Nengren wanted to end the battle quickly.

This demon-subduing circle is the longest-used binding method in their Galan Temple. With me taking the lead in casting the spell today, there is absolutely no way that Monk Liangran can escape.

I just broke through to the seventh level and don’t have this strength.

"Bang... Bang! Nothing happened... What are you doing? It's late at night, there must be a ghost!"

Just as the rising light was about to reach Ran's body, the voice of the night watchman was heard suddenly. The action of the monk Nengren was delayed. When they turned around, they saw a figure fleeing in panic. This distraction gave Ran an opportunity. He stopped the light on his body and ran out with a leap.

He was heading in the same direction as the figure in front, and was about to overtake him in a few breaths.

"Chase!"

I didn't expect that a night watchman would show up halfway, so he would naturally not let it go, Monk Nengren said immediately.

He and his fellow disciples divided into three small teams, two by two, and chased after Le Ran from the center, left, and right directions at the same time.

If I let him run away, I won't treat him well next time. I've caught him all the way, how can I just give up now?

"I'm just a night watchman. I've never done anything wrong. Everyone in the town knows that."

How could he compare with Liangran and the others? He caught a glimpse of a figure flashing past him from the corner of his eye. His heart was in his throat and Old Wang was about to collapse.

I had no idea where I had thrown the thing in my hand, and I walked more happily through the mud.

For example, the night watchman cannot always be alone. If there are too few people, one never knows when he will encounter evil. It rained heavily tonight. I was afraid of losing my balance and getting into an accident, so I didn’t drink when I went out.

I should have drunk a little earlier. After a few drinks, I would at least be a little braver.

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Swish, swish, swish! Several figures flashed by. After the shock, Old Wang suddenly felt more at ease.

They seem to be several living people!

They didn't stop after catching up, so they were not coming for me. I saw that each of them had four hands just now. Could it be that I was dazzled?

It is indeed difficult to see clearly in the heavy rain. Since it is not coming towards me, there is nothing to be afraid of. I am Old Wang and have been a professional night watchman for decades.

Bang, bang, bang! He walked straight to Ping An Temple, with his hat already lost. When Lao Wang knocked on the door, he was still frightened and kept looking around.

After knocking dozens of times, he finally saw a faint light of fire through the crack in the door. It was not until he heard Gao Yuan's voice that he cursed in his heart that the two Taoist priests were sleeping so soundly.

"Who is it?"

"Me! Old Wang."

"Why are you knocking on the door so late at night? We don't have any wine to give you in the temple. Are you drunk again?"

"Master, please open the door! I just encountered a monster!"

"You said you saw several people with four arms outstretched?"

After opening the door and welcoming Old Wang in, Xiang Jiannan and Gao Yuan both frowned as they listened to him stammeringly telling the story. At least one thing was certain, that was that Old Wang did not drink.

Can monsters be picky? No matter how old and frail this old man Wang is, he will be killed after being discovered.

From what he said, the monsters came to Ping'an Town in a group, and there was also a victim who escaped? "We should go to Mayor Pei for this kind of thing."

After Old Wang finished speaking, he looked outside the temple, not knowing what to do, so Xiang Jiannan spoke.

At least there seems to be no abnormality so far.

They were Taoists, and it was raining heavily, so they really didn't want to go out in the rain just because of a few words from Old Wang.

The truth cannot be confirmed at the moment, unless those monsters happen to run into their Ping An Temple.

Just when he was about to find someone to take the blame for his mistake, he heard a loud noise in the yard. He looked at his master and immediately said to himself, "Oh no!"

Whatever you think will happen will not happen.

Is the wall in trouble again?

When we arrived at the yard, we saw a collapsed wall. There were a total of seven wet figures inside and outside the ruins.

Six were standing and one was sitting.

Seeing him and his master appear on the ground, the figure immediately stood up, turned his head and smiled, revealing his shiny forehead: "Master, the wall of your house is really strong!"

(End of this chapter)