Xuanxia

Chapter 106 Cautious? Bold?
After determining the location of the temple, Fu Qingzhou did not light the yellow talisman to summon Qiu Chan, but instead made a trip there in person.

This is not an emergency, there is no need to use the talisman.

After returning to Qiu Chan's hiding place, he told her what he had seen and heard. Qiu Chan was filled with murderous intent when she heard it: "Great, they even built a lair in the mountains! Let's burn down the temple first!"

Fu Qingzhou shook his head: "Of course not."

"Why not!" Qiu Chan glared at him fiercely.

Fu Qingzhou said, "First of all, we don't know whether the temple holds innocent people who were kidnapped and robbed from other places. Secondly, we didn't actually see the murderous monk enter the temple. I just saw his back from afar. It's unknown whether the temple contains the person we are looking for."

Qiu Chan frowned: "It's called Fanyin Temple, how could it be fake?"

Fu Qingzhou still shook his head: "The word Fanyin is very common. Who can guarantee that a small temple in the mountains cannot have this name?"

"You are too cautious." Qiu Chan was obviously dissatisfied.

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "What's wrong with being cautious? What if this isn't the temple we're looking for? If we kill someone by mistake and alert the enemy, wouldn't that be a disaster?"

After a moment's silence, Qiu Chan nodded slightly, indicating that she agreed with what he said.

"Then we should at least explore the temple first."

She whispered, "How about pretending to be a Buddhist pilgrim passing by and going into the temple to take a look?"

Fu Qingzhou nodded: "This should be the simplest and most flawless method, but..."

Before he finished speaking, Qiu Chan had already shaken her head: "But if there is really the person we are looking for in the temple, we will most likely fight him if we go into the temple alone. If we carry weapons, it will be difficult for us to disguise ourselves as ordinary people. If we don't carry weapons, it will be like losing an arm..."

Fu Qingzhou scratched his head.

It's so easy to talk to smart people. After you say the beginning of your speech, she can already grasp the next sentence.

"Actually, I do have a risky move."

He looked at Qiu Chan: "I wonder if you dare to give it a try."

Qiu Chan's eyes lit up: "Go ahead."

Fu Qingzhou moved closer and whispered in a low voice, telling him his plan in detail.

At first, Qiu Chan was not used to having a man talking in her ear, so she subconsciously dodged. But when she heard the plan clearly, her eyes widened instantly and she turned to look at Fu Qingzhou in astonishment.

"you you……"

She was shocked and said, "You call this cautious?"

……

In the afternoon, it started to drizzle in the mountains.

This is what spring is like, a fog, a cloud, and then a rain.

The raindrops hit the mossy eaves of a small temple in the mountains and fell down.

Suddenly, a bamboo feather arrow flew over and hit the tightly closed door of the temple with a thud, shaking off the water droplets on the red lacquered door.

"Help, help!"

Suddenly, a cry for help pierced the sky, and a young woman stumbled out from the woods. She was beautiful and pretty, but her dress showed that she was just an ordinary farm girl. Her clothes were tattered, and her straw sandals and trouser legs were covered with mud. She was running desperately towards the dilapidated temple.

This is naturally Qiu Chan...

The conditions in the mountains were not as good as in the town, so she couldn't disguise herself as before. But with some general adjustments, she could always make herself look like a fairy.

With a swish, another feather arrow flew over, brushed past her hair, and hit the tree beside her. Qiu Chan was so shocked that she fell to the ground and was splashed with mud again.

"Help! Help!"

She rushed into the temple and shouted, it was hard to tell whether the water on her face was tears or rain. She struggled to get up and threw herself on the door and started hammering it hard.

Not only did she beat the door, she also tried to push it open "with all her strength" from time to time, but the door only shook slightly, and it was clearly locked from the inside.

"Hehe...you can't escape." At this moment, the villain Fu Qingzhou appeared on the stage.

He walked out slowly from the forest dozens of feet away, holding a large bow in his hand, dressed like a hunter, with a layer of beard "growing" on his face, and a hideous and lewd smile on his face.

"My dear little lady, just obey me!"

He smiled, pulled out a feathered arrow from the quiver and put it on the bow: "Women still need to be fresh. If you don't force me to make her half dead, I will be very unhappy--"

As he spoke, the feather arrow was shot out again.

He didn't even dare to pull the bow too hard. These arrows were made at the last minute and could not withstand the force of the bow string in his hand.

The feather arrow flew away and hit Qiu Chan's cheek not far away. There was another arrow on the temple gate.

Qiu Chan screamed, turned around, pressed her back against the door, and cried, "You pervert, don't come over here..."

She was crying, but the look in her eyes when she looked at Fu Qingzhou was a little strange.

The meaning in that look was clearly, why isn't this door open yet?
Fu Qingzhou was also helpless, but if he went on strike now, he would definitely have no more shows to perform.

So he could only shake his head imperceptibly and continue walking towards Qiu Chan with a grin on his face.

Qiu Chan also understood and could only turn around and continue knocking on the door.

But it would be unreasonable to continue knocking on the door... There is a way down the mountain here, and it seems wrong to force yourself to go into a temple that seems to be deserted.

So she simply made up her mind, turned around and ran down the mountain.

Anyway, if no one comes out to answer the door, the two of them can just chase each other and run down the mountain...that's fine?
Unexpectedly, as soon as she turned around, an arrow hit her less than an inch in front of her toes.

"Want to go down the mountain?"

Fu Qingzhou approached with a grim smile: "My dear, it's not that easy!"

Qiu Chan almost wanted to turn around and scold him harshly, but after turning her head sharply, she saw the look that Fu Qingzhou was secretly giving to the gatekeeper.

That look is saying... Is there someone behind the door?
Qiu Chan wasn't sure, but that seemed to be the meaning.

The reason why Fu Qingzhou did this was naturally because the smoker found the show very interesting and wanted to continue watching it, so he reminded him that someone was hiding behind the door and listening.

Since there are people here, let’s perform it again.

So he strode forward, laughing wildly: "This little rain is annoying, and there's a deserted temple here, why don't you and I get married in this temple today!"

At this time, Fu Qingzhou was already a few steps ahead of Qiu Chan. Qiu Chan was anxiously banging on the temple door - she was really anxious. After all, she didn't know how to act if she continued.

The next second, Fu Qingzhou suddenly lunged forward, ready to throw Qiu Chan into his arms;
At this moment, the temple door finally burst open. Qiu Chan, who had been knocking on the door, was caught off guard and fell forward.

Suddenly, a tall and burly figure appeared behind the door, with his cassock raised, and a giant palm like thunder suddenly struck towards Fu Qingzhou who was coming towards him!

"Who are you, the bad guy, who dares to do evil in front of my temple!" the monk shouted.

In this instant, Fu Qingzhou and Qiu Chan both saw it clearly.

This was a big monk with a face full of flesh and muscles like stones. The cassock only covered half of his body, revealing the right half of his solid shoulder and chest - therefore, they could also see several bandages wrapped around his arms and ribs, and there were traces of blood under the bandages, which were clearly fresh injuries!

"it's him!"

Qiu Chan, who had fallen at the feet of the big monk, shouted loudly, stretched out her hand to her waist, and the soft sword bounced up and stabbed at the monk's ribs from bottom to top.

Fu Qingzhou's eyes also flashed with a gleam of lightness. He tapped the ground with his toes, forcibly stopped his forward momentum and retreated backwards. At the same time, he pulled out the iron arrows that he had made from the quiver with his backhand and put them on the bow.

At this moment, the smoker's puzzled murmur suddenly sounded in his ears.

"That's not right... This doesn't match the aura of the person who killed someone in the courtyard this morning."

Fu Qingzhou's heart trembled.

In a flash, he slightly tilted the aim in his hand, and the arrow flew out at high speed, hitting the tip of Qiu Chan's sword with a clang, knocking the soft sword off course.

(End of this chapter)