The three men really shrank back, then pulled out large knives from their backs, and followed Dog Head to the temple gate in a heroic manner. In order to show their momentum, Dog Head asked Zhang Qiang to kick the temple door open, saying that we are not afraid and no matter how many people there are, just come forward.
The backyard was quiet. The moon disappeared into the clouds. With the faint light from the bonfire outside the temple, several tall objects could be vaguely seen in the spacious courtyard. Goutou thought they were just trees and debris. He didn't believe that the monks, women and children in the temple could set up a horse pit or something in such a short time. A tripwire was simple, but useless as they were not riding horses.
While thinking about it, he led Zhang Qiang and others to tiptoe towards the back hall. From their angle, they could see a bonfire oil lamp burning in the back hall, and a large group of people standing or sitting, talking and laughing. It looked like they were camping and playing in the suburbs at night. No one would believe that this was a group of people facing a life-and-death crisis.
Goutou didn't believe it either, so he became more and more uneasy.
What is the reason? Can this group of people be so calm? More than 20 monks can't give them this confidence, right? Is there a backup plan? What backup plan can there be? Or are we trapped, and now there are government troops outside who have surrounded us in three layers, waiting to catch us all in one fell swoop? That's not right. Even if there are government troops, they should be ambushed in the temple. Otherwise, when the critical moment comes, I and others will jump into the temple to fight desperately, and these servants will not end well. Maybe the prince's wife and the courtesan will be kidnapped as hostages.
He was really puzzled, scratching his head, almost scratching his scalp. At this moment, he heard a loud "Om" sound, and his mind was shocked, and he shivered involuntarily. Suddenly, he felt a light in front of him, and subconsciously looked up. This was a big shock, seeing a huge and ferocious face looking at him grimly in the dim firelight.
"Oh my god... a ghost..."
Doghead had never let out such a miserable scream in his life, and this scream was not just one, but also accompanied by an accompaniment. At the same time as his scream, Zhou Gan, Zhang Qiang and Wang Ermaizi also let out a miserable cry. Wang Ermaizi, who had killed the landlord without blinking an eye, now sat on the ground with his legs cramped from fear.
The three were so frightened that they tried desperately to turn around and run out of the temple. But their hands and feet were completely out of control. However, they soon stopped struggling. Several monks approached silently and knocked the four frightened people unconscious with one palm each. Then they were carried into the back hall like chickens.
"With such little courage, they still kill people and rob people." Qiu Ling watched the monks tie up the four criminals. They were thrown into the side hall together with the two bandits. He couldn't help but feel overjoyed. At that time, he felt terrified and desperate when he was left behind. Now thinking about it, it's a good thing that he stayed. Otherwise, where could he see such a good show? This is a hundred times more exciting than the stories played on the stage and those storytellers.
"Even though they are quite courageous, at least they didn't faint or wet their pants. Otherwise, you would suddenly see a sinister and angry King Kong in the middle of the night. You are worse than them." Su Nuannuan smiled. She was very satisfied with the screams of the four gangsters before they fainted. In this way, the gangsters outside would have to spend some time to suspect. There are still five hours left, and it will be dawn in five hours. I don't know if she can hold on until then, and I don't know if the reinforcements sent by Duan Tingxuan can arrive in time.
Su Nuannuan's guess was correct. The butcher gang outside only heard the screams of the military advisor and others, and then there was no sound. Even the ruthless Chen Jing felt his scalp tingling. Liu Erniu was stunned for a long time before he raised his sword and shouted angrily, "Goutou and the others are trapped. Boss, I can't bear it anymore. I have to rush in and kill them without leaving a single piece of armor."
"You bastard, do you want to get stuck in this too?" Chen Jing was so angry. What time has it come? The reckless brother is still causing trouble. He paced a few steps on the ground in a rage, and suddenly kicked Liu Erniu on the butt, gritting his teeth and saying, "You can go, but don't go into the temple. Shout a few words outside the door and say that we are hungry and cold, so we are going to spend money to buy them some food for dinner, and buy a few more quilts."
Liu Erniu staggered and almost knelt down before his elder brother. He looked at Chen Jing in disbelief and stammered, "Boss, you...you can't be...you are so greedy, right? Do you want to...go buy some food?"
"Asshole, who the hell said I was greedy? Do you understand why I asked you to find out the truth?" Chen Jing was angry: Is he such an unreliable guy in the eyes of his brothers?
"Then... you don't need to use such a method to test the truth." Liu Erniu hung his head, feeling that he couldn't say such words. It was too embarrassing. How could he hold his head high and brag in front of his brothers in the future? Could it be that when I was ordered to go to Pushan Temple to buy cakes from the wife of the prince of Anping Marquis's mansion, I ate a hundred cakes in one breath without burping? This... this is really embarrassing to my grandmother's house?
"What do you know? Extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures." Chen Jing snorted coldly, "Although this may sound absurd, since we got here, everything has been absurd. So now we have to fight poison with poison, and absurdity with absurdity, so that we can catch them by surprise and find out the situation in the temple. Even if we can't find out, at least we have to confuse them, hehe."
"Boss, this... is this okay?"
Liu Erniu thought that his boss's idea was a bad one, but he was a rough man and couldn't even think of a bad idea. He had no choice but to come to the temple gate with a sad face and shouted inside: "Hey... bald donkey..."
Before he could finish, Chen Jing, who was following behind him, kicked him lightly. He growled, "You want to buy something from them, not rob them."
"Oh, that... Great... Master, monks... that... are compassionate. At this time... the autumn wind is freezing, that... we are cold and hungry. May I ask, Master, can you sell us some of the food you just ate? We will buy it with our own money. If... if you can give us a few more quilts, then... we will be very grateful."
Liu Erniu finished his words with a bitter face and stammered, then turned to look at Chen Jing: "Boss, is this okay now?"
"Well, it's OK." Chen Jing nodded. He didn't have much hope in his heart. If he was a temple man, he would not care about this. But now that everyone has waited for a long time and lost two groups of people, morale is low. If they don't find something to do, this mission will really be in vain. Returning in vain is not a big deal. The only thing to worry about is offending Mingyu Tower. From now on, they will no longer have a place to stand in the six southern provinces.
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