Dongfang Weiming quietly came to the front hall and saw more than a dozen trumpets holding sharp blades in the main hall, shouting loudly there. Wang Yuan also mixed in, and stood in the leader of Master Bayan. Seeing Dongfang Weiming, Wang Yuan made a face to Dongfang Weiming.

"It is necessary to search. Someone saw him come to Qingliang Temple with his own eyes."

"Is this wrong with you? Why did you hide the person?"

"Just hand over the person out, otherwise, hum!"

The lamas have fierce voices, and the monks cannot stop them.

As the noise was heard, the Ren from the Shenshan Mountain and Chengguang also came to the Main Hall.

The man on the sacred mountain glanced at the lamas and said slowly: "What's the matter?"

The monk in charge of the wise guest: "The abbot of the good teachings learned that they..."

As soon as he said the word "abbot" was revealed, the lamas surrounded the people on the sacred mountain and shouted, "Are you an abbot? That's great!"

"Take the person over! If you don't, you will burn your temple to a fire."

"It's so unreasonable, it's really unreasonable!"

"Is it unreasonable to be a monk?"

The man on the sacred mountain said, "Which senior brothers are you from? What's the matter when I visit my temple?"

Bayan walked up and said, "We came from Tibet and went to the Central Plains to work as a living Buddha. But a little lama with his entourage kidnapped a thief monk and hid it in Qingliang Temple. Abbot Monk, please hand over our little lama quickly, otherwise you will never be able to give up with you."

The man on the sacred mountain said, "This is strange. We are the Zen Qing Temple here, and we have never had anything to do with Tibetan Tantric Buddhism. If you have lost your little lama in your place, why don't you ask about the Huang Temple everywhere?"

Bayan was furious when he heard this and pointed at Wang Yuan and said, "This disciple saw with his own eyes that the little lama was in Qingliang Temple. Then he came to ask, otherwise we would have nothing to do after we had enough food, so would we make a fuss? You are tactful, please hand over the little lama quickly, so we won't look at the monks and Buddha's faces, and we will no longer pursue it."

At this time, Wang Yuan said: "Master, I can see clearly that it is the junior brother who was kidnapped by this old monk! If you don't believe me, please ask the senior brother..."

"Yes! It's him!"

The fat lama who reported the news also echoed.

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The man on the sacred mountain looked at Wang Yuan carefully, a trace of light flashed in his eyes, and then shook his head and said, "If a little lama really came to Qingliang Temple, even if you don't ask, I can't let him sit."

"Since you said there wasn't, let's search!"

As soon as the man from the sacred mountain finished speaking, Wang Yuan had a trick to wait for him.

"No way!"

Shenshan still shook his head and said, "This is a pure land of Buddhism. How can people search for it if they say it."

Bayan sneered: "If it weren't for being a thief, why didn't we ask us to search? It can be seen that this little lama is absolutely sure, he must be in Qingliang Temple."

As soon as Shenshan shook his head, two lamas reached out at the same time, pulled his collar, and shouted loudly: "Do you let me search?"

Wang Yuan even said loudly without bothering him to watch the fun: "Does the great monk hide good women in the temple? I'm afraid that people will know? Otherwise, why should I try to get it?"

At this time, more than ten monks came out in Qingliang Temple, but they were stopped by the lamas and could not walk beside the sacred mountain.

Seeing this, the two lamas drew their sharp knife in their hands, and tied Chengguang's chest and heart, and said sternly: "If you don't let the search, you will kill you first."

Shenshan said without any fear on his face, "Amitabha, everyone is a Buddhist disciple, why do you move thickly?"

The two lamas gave the sharp knife slightly forward and shouted, "Monkey, we are going to offend this."

Shenshan was calm and calm, and he leaned slightly to the side. In the meantime, the two lamas stabbed each other's chest with sharp swords.

"Puchi!" With a sound, the two lamas pierced each other and felt a chill.

"Not good! The monk killed someone!" Wang Yuan was so excited that he shouted loudly.

By then, another thirty or forty lamas rushed into the door...

Looking at the two lamas who died in the ground in front of them, the lamas were furious.

Bayan was even more furious. He wanted to start a riot and took the opportunity to search Qingliang Temple, but two disciples died, and the chicken was stolen and the rice was lost...

Wang Yuanze bowed the fire from the side and said, "Master Bayan, this monk doesn't take the Sanjie Living Buddha seriously. He burned Qingliang Temple with a torch!"

On the way to Qingliang Temple, Wang Yuan also learned Bayan's identity from Boyan, and knew that the Bayan Lama respected the most on weekdays was the Sanjay Living Buddha. If the Sanjay had a face, he would definitely be able to catch a fire.

Sure enough, when he heard the words "Sanjie Living Buddha", Bayan's great Lama suddenly stopped calm and said loudly: "Since these monks punished wine and refused to eat toasts, let's kill people!"

Those lamas were already ready to hold sharp blades.

As soon as Bayan's big loudspeaker said this, the lamas immediately took action.

This time, Dawenshu Temple came prepared. There were three or four hundred lamas inside and outside the Qingliang Temple, all of whom were holding weapons and extremely fierce.

Qingliang Temple is not a big temple. There are only more than fifty monks from all over the country, most of whom can’t do martial arts. How to resist the atrocities of these lamas, the stools flowed into a river for a time outside the Main Hall.

Although Shenshan and Chengguang are very good at martial arts, they cannot stop so many enemies.

Seeing that the quiet and peaceful Qingliang Temple suddenly became a Shura field, Dongfang Weiming raised his middle finger and said, "You are really a sin."

"How did I know that the lama is so cruel!"

Wang Yuan was also a little confused!

He originally wanted to burn Qingliang Temple to take revenge on the old dog in the sacred mountain, but he did not want to cause any death. Unexpectedly, these speakers were unreasonable and directly killed people.

"Master, is it him?"

Just as Wang Yuan was considering whether to help the monks from Qingliang Temple resist the lama, a lama dragged a middle-aged monk in his forties to the hall and asked Bayan.

"no!"

Bayan shook his head: "Continue looking!"

"Is this lama stupid?" Wang Yuan wondered: "I was obviously a little lama, so they don't even distinguish between old and young?"

"They are not here to look for the missing lama!" Dongfang Weiming suddenly remembered something and slapped his thighs and said, "They are looking for Emperor Shunzhi!!"

"Hurry! Let's go find it quickly, don't let the lama take the lead!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Yuan hurriedly walked to the back of the palace.

"Amitabha!"

But as soon as the two of them got around the back of the hall, a Buddhist chant suddenly came, and a short figure appeared in front of Wang Yuan and the others at some point.

"I just knew you were the ones who were doing it!"

The man on the sacred mountain looked angry and stared at Wang Yuan and said, "Niu Dachun, you have a great sin!"

While speaking, the man on the sacred mountain suddenly took a step forward, raised his right palm, and a sharp palm wind slashed at Wang Yuan's door.

"Click!"

The mask on Wang Yuan's face fell to the ground. When the disguise technique came into contact with him, Wang Yuan changed from a lama to a fat monk wearing a golden robe.
Chapter completed!