The last sentence was not a question, but dozens of tough bandits shouted in unison: "We would rather sacrifice our lives than betray our employers."
"Okay, let's go."
Chen Jing shouted loudly, and the bandits hiding in the forest no longer hid their bodies. They all stood out and ran towards the mountain where Pushan Temple was located. Liu Erniu followed behind Chen Jing, twisting his hands and laughing coldly: "Boss, you are too long-winded. It's just a small Pushan Temple. Even if they have monks, how many are left now? Let's work together and beat it to pieces."
Chen Jing's mouth twitched: Although the second brother's words are not very reliable, the key is that the momentum has mobilized him. Forget it, in this line of work, what is the use of words or not? The ability to fight is the most important.
Just as these bandits were "marching" towards Pushan Temple with murderous intent, Su Nuannuan and Aunt Jing, who were standing at the back mountain watching the carriage gallop away escorted by guards and monks, immediately spotted them.
"Are you so confident? You rushed out right when we are still standing here. Aren't you afraid that we can prepare?"
Su Nuannuan looked at the bandits who were only two miles away, with a sardonic smile on her lips, but she heard Aunt Jing beside her sighing: "Maybe they saw the old lady and the others leave, so these vicious guys can't hold back, for fear that we will run away too." After saying that, she looked at Su Nuannuan, slowly pulled out the golden hairpin from her bun, and said in a deep voice: "Sister has a dagger, and I also have this golden hairpin. This was given to me by my master when he redeemed me. I owe him a lot in this life, and I have no way to repay him, so I will repay him with this golden hairpin and my blood..."
"Sister, what are you doing? Don't do anything stupid." Su Nuannuan saw Aunt Jing's determined face, so she stepped forward and snatched the golden hairpin. She looked around and realized that it was not safe to keep it anywhere. So she put it on her head and then blamed her loudly: "You look smart in daily life, but why do you have such a poor psychological quality when the time comes? If so, why do you want to stay with me? Why don't you follow the old lady and the others?"
Aunt Jing: ...
"Didn't my sister say she wanted to... sacrifice herself for the cause of her chastity?"
"You believe what I just said?" Su Nuannuan tapped Aunt Jing's forehead in dismay: "It's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death, don't you understand this truth?"
Aunt Jing: ...
The servants behind him: ...
Finally, Su Nuannuan was not so slow as to notice the strange atmosphere around her. She then remembered how much of a shock her words would bring to these servants. So she coughed quickly, turned to the dozens of maids who were left behind and said seriously: "Sacrificing one's life for loyalty is not something that can be said casually. However, this passive approach should not be used until the last moment. Just remember one thing, even if it means death, we can't let these damned criminals have an easy time. If we can take one to the underworld, we will not lose money. If we can take two, we will make a profit. Remember, our lives are above everything else. We must not throw them away casually."
"Yes, we servants will follow Grandma's instructions."
The central idea of these words is actually just a dying struggle, but Su Nuannuan just acted righteously, and the admiration of these servants for her is like a surging river. At this time, the eldest grandmother was not afraid of danger, and she did not vent her anger on them because of the impending disaster. She even said clearly that life is above everything. It cannot be thrown away casually. If they were not kept in mind, who would deliberately say these words to win people's hearts for prestige and reputation at this juncture? I don't even know if I can survive, okay?
So when Su Nuannuan finished speaking, she actually stirred up the few passions in everyone's heart. The loud response startled her. She turned her head and glanced at Aunt Jing. The foodie was still wondering, what did I say? Why are everyone so excited? Am I still a potential psychology expert or public speaking talent?
"Grandma is truly a heroine. I am ashamed of myself."
Aunt Jing also smiled with genuine admiration, which made Su Nuannuan even more confused. This modern soul had no idea that this positive and optimistic spirit that seemed so natural to her was so precious and rare to these ancient women and slaves.
But this is obviously not a good time to study everyone's psychology, because the bandits on the opposite side are about to kill us. So Su Nuannuan turned back to look at the abbot and said in a deep voice: "Master, let's go into the temple first and act according to the original plan."
"Amitabha. Madam, please come in." The abbot watched as this group of people suddenly became energetic from their original dejection and despair. His evaluation of Su Nuannuan even higher. He turned sideways and waved his hand, inviting Su Nuannuan to enter the hall first.
Half of the monks of Pushan Temple escorted Old Lady Fang back to Beijing, leaving only a dozen monks in the temple. After all, this is not Shaolin Temple, where there are many monks. Among these monks, there are still several who are traveling here and staying here, otherwise there would be even fewer.
Relying on these dozen or so monks, Su Nuannuan built a line of defense between the rear hall gate and the place where she and others were hiding.
The gate to the rear hall, which was originally thought to require a tough fight to capture, was now half closed and half open, leaving a gap that was just wide enough for one person to pass through, causing dozens of Dog Slaughtering Gang members who had rushed forward to become immediately suspicious.
"Damn it, this is looking down on us."
Chen Jing looked at the crack in the door, and felt that it was mocking them. He was furious, and waved his hand to order his men to charge, but he saw the military advisor approaching and said in a deep voice: "Boss, please think twice. The temple door is half open, there must be a trick, we can't act rashly.
"What if there's no trick? Are we just going to wait here in vain? Don't forget, Zhuge Liang's Empty City Strategy was a great show. Haven't these women in the backyard seen it?" Chen Jing was furious and grabbed Gou Tou's collar and roared.
Although he said so, Chen Jing himself was also worried. He turned around a few times like a trapped beast. This guy didn't change his bandit nature. After a while, he stopped and said viciously, "Never mind, damn it, I don't believe that a few monks and women can rebel? Erdan, Ma Chang, go in and check it out."
The two bandits who were named responded loudly, strode to the temple gate, and looked inside through the gap. They saw that the whole temple seemed to be a dead zone, silent and without any sound. Somehow, the two guys who usually thought they were brave enough to swallow the sky felt their scalps tingling, but they could not disobey the boss's order. They looked at each other, encouraged each other to be brave, and then reached out to push the door, and the gap widened.
They entered the house anxiously, hunched their necks and looked around, while tiptoeing towards the yard like a thief. Suddenly they heard a gust of wind behind their heads, and it was too late to turn back. They only heard two "bangs" and one of them was hit on the back of the head with a stick. He fainted without a sound.
"Did we succeed? Brother Dong, did we... succeed?" Seventeen, the servant who was previously sent by Su Nuannuan to check the carriage, looked at the two bandits who had fainted on the ground in shock, unable to believe his good luck.
"Stop talking nonsense. Although we succeeded, we also violated grandma's orders. Let's tie them up quickly and ask grandma for instructions on what to do next." The servant Wang Dong was not as excited as Seventeen. He untied the cowhide rope from his waist and tied the two bandits together. Then he picked them up one in each hand and strode towards the back hall where Su Nuannuan and others were.
Sure enough, after Su Nuannuan saw the two gangsters, she was surprised but not happy. Instead, she frowned and asked Wang Dong, "Didn't you say to act according to the situation? How come you knocked two of them out right away? What if you arouse the fierceness of those gangsters? Besides, you two don't know kung fu, so it's too bold to rush forward like this. What if you miss, will you two still be alive?"
"Grandma, you don't know that we had originally kept your instructions in mind and didn't want to do anything to these two bad guys, but after they came in, they were so sneaky and cowardly, they wanted to take one step forward and three steps back. They really deserved a beating. If I didn't give them a beating, my hands would itch, so Dong Ge and I exchanged glances and we went for it. Sure enough, we caught them easily."
As the clever Seventeen spoke, he also imitated the two criminals and poked his head out, which immediately made Su Nuannuan and the others laugh and cry. At this time, Qiu Ling stood up and said unhappily: "You disobeyed grandma's order, and you still have the nerve to talk nonsense, why don't you go back quickly? If the criminals take advantage of this opportunity to get in, you two will die."
Seventeen chuckled and said, "We originally said we were not afraid of them coming in. We were only responsible for cutting off their retreat. Since the monks did not give any warning, it means they have not come in yet. I would say they have lost two men in a short time, and they still dare to come in? Isn't that foolish and bold?"
"Okay, stop being so joking and go back to guard it."
Aunt Jing gave the order, and Shiqi and Wang Dong went out again in great joy. Aunt Jing said to Su Nuannuan, "Grandma's strategy of confusing the enemy really worked. Those villains are hesitant now, so we have a chance."
"It's not enough to just confuse the enemy."
Su Nuannuan's eyebrows flashed with anger, and she gritted her teeth and said, "I don't know how much blood these bandits have on their hands. They are all extremely vicious. If we delay for too long, they will definitely jump off the wall in desperation. By then, we may have to fight bloody battles. But now, we have to delay them for as long as possible."
After she finished speaking, she turned to the abbot who was meditating with his eyes closed. Just as she was about to speak, she heard the abbot smile and say, "Madam, don't worry. Huiming and the others are here."
Sure enough, as the voice came, several monks walked in, each dragging a large bunch of something that looked like firewood but was not firewood. Aunt Jing looked at it carefully and found that it was the wild jujube branches that she had accidentally seen when she was admiring chrysanthemums in the back mountain. Because the branches of this wild jujube are covered with thorns, it is also called jujube thorn. Country people like to use it to enclose vegetable gardens or orchards to prevent theft.
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