"This will chill the hearts of the martyrs who come to help." A middle-aged monk said hesitantly.

The white-browed old monk said resolutely: "The abbot was almost injured by a sneak attack. We can't take any more risks. Besides, there are so many people with mixed eyes. There may be many barbarian spies among those righteous men. It's better to let them return home individually."

Xinji sighed and said to Zhang Yuanshan: "There are some disputes and discussions in the temple. It is inconvenient for several donors to hear about it. I would also like to ask several donors to go down the mountain first. We will inform you after we come up with the results of our discussion."

Although it was a bit aggrieved to be wrongly accused, Zhang Yuanshan, Jiang Zhiwei and others all came from big families and were still young, so they could not do anything to make them fall out.

Shang Yi said in a message:

"We really have to leave. After all, the list of traitors has been sent to Shaolin. If Shaolin doesn't want the backyard to catch fire on the day of war, it must deal with those traitors quickly!"

These words made Jiang Zhiwei and others calm down slightly from their frustration, and they said goodbye and left the temple, returning to the foot of the mountain.

"If you can't enter the temple, how can you hold on until the last moment?" Wang Jin, who had never had any communication with Meng Qi and others, suddenly said while walking on the mountain road.

Zhang Yuanshan pondered for a moment and said: "I hope that the result of the negotiation will be good, and if you stick to the mountain, you will also stick to Shaolin, but it is too dangerous. Well, Junior Brother Zhending, do you know the secret way into Shaolin?"

He didn't want to stick to the rules and wanted to sneak into Shaolin through a secret passage. Since this place was very similar to Shaolin in the main world, it seemed right to ask Meng Qi.

"I have been in the monastery for less than a year, how could I know such a secret?" Meng Qi replied helplessly.

Qi Zhengyan suddenly said in a low voice: "Then you can sneak into Shaolin when the barbarian army breaks through the pass. You have to be careful beforehand."

Shang Yi said:

"I estimate that Shaolin Temple has already thought of abandoning the temple and leaving. As long as the monks are there and the Buddhist scriptures are there, Shaolin Temple can reappear on another mountain at any time!"

Zhang Yuanshan sighed:

"Indeed, I also doubt Shaolin's determination to stick to it.

Maybe they will arrange for promising disciples to leave secretly with secret books, relics and other objects. In that case, it doesn't matter whether we are spies or not, we will definitely be put into the temple."

"I hope it's as Senior Brother Zhang said." Qi Zhengyan nodded.

Jiang Zhiwei, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "If we are unable to enter the temple and complete the main mission, then we will try our best to kill Doercha. In this way, each of us will have at least fifty good deeds. Plus the previous accumulation, it will be enough to deduct."

This, this is really a typical Jiang Zhiwei idea... Meng Qi sneered.

At this time, Zhang Yuanshan said solemnly: "Xiang Hui was replaced by the Hundred Changes Scholar and we didn't know it. We talked a lot about the world of reincarnation in front of him, but why weren't we wiped out?"

"Perhaps in this case, the Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation will tamper with the auditory sense of the Variety Scholar. After all, it cannot remind us to be careful of the 'traitor', and we made an unintentional mistake." Meng Qi guessed.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! As of now, the Variety Scholar is dead, and he and others have not been wiped out. This can only be explained.

Suddenly, the stones on the road in front of the group suddenly moved and arranged themselves into words.

"The list of traitors will be sent to Shaolin. Once the main task is completed, each person who enters the temple will be rewarded with fifty good deeds."

"The second main mission begins: Hold on to Shaolin until the last moment, and do not escape early. Success will reward you with 100 good deeds, and failure will deduct 100 good deeds."

Shang Yi raised his eyebrows slightly and said:

"Master Xinjie finally looked at the list of traitors, otherwise I would have thought that our list of traitors had also been swapped!"

Meng Qi also said happily:

"Fortunately, we didn't communicate about the list of traitors at that time, otherwise it might have been stolen by the Variety Scholar!"

During the discussion, several people returned to the inn, only to find a gloomy and gloomy atmosphere. Everyone was silent and fearful.

"Master Wei, what happened?" Meng Qi called to Wei Wuji who was not far away.

Wei Wuji walked over quickly, looked at Zhang Yuanshan, and said with surprise and fear: "Master Zhang, Master Lin has been killed!"

"What?" No matter how calm Zhang Yuanshan was, he couldn't help being surprised. Lin Bie Xue, who had just had tea and wine with him, was actually killed?

"Yes, Mr. Lin's book boy saw that his time for meditation and breathing adjustment had passed, so he went in to clean up, only to find him lying on the bed, dead in a strange way." Wei Wuji said fearfully.

"Take us over there and have a look." Zhang Yuanshan ordered in a deep voice.

Meng Qi also thought this was very strange and had no objection. He followed them up to the second floor and entered Lin Bie Xue's room.

In the room, Lin Bie Xue was lying on the bed silently, with a smile on his face, peaceful and quiet, as if he had been relieved and reborn, without any pain. However, the skin and muscles below his neck were yellow and shrunk, as if he had been mummified for many years and died.

The situation is extremely strange!

"This way of death looks familiar, but not quite the same..." Zhang Yuanshan looked at Jiang Zhiwei in confusion.

Jiang Zhiwei nodded, saying that she had similar feelings.

Bang, there was a sound from the door panel.

Meng Qi and others looked back and saw Xiao Zi retreating with a pale face, even hitting the opposite wall without feeling anything.

"Xiao Sang, Xiao Sang is here too..." She shook her head as if dreaming.

Shang Yi frowned and stepped forward, looking at it carefully for a long while, hesitating in his heart.

The person who did this was obviously Gu Xiaosang, but Master Lin had no grievance against him, so he directly killed him, but left a glimmer of hope.

This is not only to scare Meng Qi, but also to test myself to see if I have the means to save him!?

Shang Yi didn't know whether this was Gu Xiaosang's idea or that of the Golden Emperor.

In the end, Shang Yi decided to take action. Since the Golden Emperor had already made a move, he had to take the move even if he didn't want to. Otherwise, today it will be Mr. Lin who is in charge, but tomorrow it will be someone else except Meng Qi!?

"Don't worry, Lin Bie Xue still has a glimmer of life buried deep inside his body. He is not completely dead, but is in a strange state of suspended animation!"

As he spoke, Shang Yi clasped his hands together, his body glowed with golden light, like a vajra arhat, and he whispered:
Chapter completed!