The chivalrous spirit is fickle

As he spoke, the middle-aged man banged his head heavily on the ground, again and again, making a loud noise. However, when Guanghui saw this, his eyes were full of disgust.

"Amitabha."

Guanghui held the Buddhist beads in his hand, chanted a Buddhist name, and then shouted towards the door.

"Guangzhi, Guangqing, please ask Mr. Li to leave."

As soon as he finished speaking, two burly monks outside the door pushed open the door, grabbed the middle-aged man who was still begging, and dragged him out without saying a word.

Guanghui had a bad look on his face. He looked at the vegetarian food in front of him and lost his appetite. He threw down his chopsticks and muttered to himself.

"It's really life-and-death."

Kutuo Temple was built outside the city, covering an area of ​​hundreds of acres and thousands of acres of land. The monks in the temple did not work, so the thousands of acres of land were rented out to the people who had no land.

However, five years ago, the Kutuo Temple had only three monks and occupied ten acres of land. But when Zongming Prefecture gradually rose to prominence, the land under the name of the Kutuo Temple increased, until today it has a terrifying number of over a thousand acres.

At the same time, people in the entire Huiyin City seemed to have never thought about why Zong Mingfu, who had no industry under his name, could establish a sect in a prosperous area.

Guanghui held the vermilion sandalwood Buddhist beads in his hands, gently moving them with his fingers, closing his eyes, waiting for the next person to enter the room.

Step, step, step.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard, but there was no sound of the door opening. Guanghui raised his eyebrows, realizing something was wrong, and opened his eyes vigilantly, looking forward.

I saw that the door was indeed not opened, but there was an extra figure in the guest room. The person was wearing a Taoist robe and holding a bamboo banner with seven big characters written on it.

Be content with your fate and you will not worry.

Shi Gu bowed in a proper manner and whispered to Guanghui.

"Blessings and blessings are immeasurable."

"I am a monk, and I would like to meet Zen Master Guanghui."

Guanghui narrowed his eyes slightly, his pupils shrank slightly, and he secretly mobilized the internal energy in his body, but he did not dare to alert the enemy, so he could only speak gently.

"Amitabha."

"Master, what is your purpose for coming here?"

Shi Gu's expression straightened and he spoke to Guanghui in a very serious tone.

"I came here to tell you a fortune, Master."

Guanghui was stunned when he heard this, frowned and whispered.

"Fortune telling? That's interesting. I wonder what fortune telling you have derived from my face?"

Shi Gu smiled gently when he heard this, and moved his hand. He swung the bamboo banner in his hand at an extremely fast speed, breaking through the air and hitting Guanghui's head hard.

"You will be in bloody trouble today!"

Chapter 34: Frame-up (Part 2)

"You will be in bloody trouble today!"

Snap! With a crisp sound, the bamboo banner exploded in front of Guanghui's head. Before Guanghui could react, a cloud of blood mist exploded near his ear.

Under the tremendous force, Guanghui's eyes turned black. He staggered to his feet, taking a deep breath in his throat, trying to call for help, but a bloody mist came out of his mouth.

Shi Gu took a step forward and instantly grabbed Guanghui's mouth with his right hand. He pulled hard, and the flesh and blood were torn apart immediately. A mouthful of white teeth came out of Shi Gu's palm.

In severe pain, Guanghui instinctively wanted to cry out in pain, but Shigu approached and gently pressed a finger on Guanghui's throat. In an instant, all the shouts were suppressed and there was no chance for them to be heard again.

Guanghui's facial features were distorted, and he looked at Shigu in front of him in horror. He wanted to beg for mercy, but found that he couldn't even make a sound. Shigu pressed his fingers lightly, narrowed his eyes, and under Guanghui's horrified eyes, he snapped his fingers on Guanghui's throat.

Bang! Guanghui's larynx broke with a sound like porcelain breaking. There was no blood mist bursting out, nor any earth-shattering sound, just a series of subtle bone cracking sounds.

However, there was a wound as small as a needle hole that instantly pierced Guanghui's throat. Guanghui's body swayed, and blood overflowed from his mouth. He looked at Shigu, his mouth wide open, but could only make a hissing sound to inhale.

Then, Guanghui's body fell backwards and pressed directly against the table, causing all the food on the table to fall to the ground and cover his body.

Shi Gu slowly squatted down, looked at Guanghui who was buried in the food, raised the corner of his mouth, and spoke softly.

"Now, you can eat as much as you want."

Outside the guest room, the young monks were still standing at the door. The loud noise from the room before was not heard at all, and they still didn't know what happened in the guest room behind them.

After a while, the door of the guest room slowly opened, and Guanghui, who was supposed to be dead, walked out with a package on his back and a smile on his face. Seeing this, the monks all called out respectfully in a low voice.

"Abbott."

Guanghui waved his hand gently, indicating that there was no need to be polite, and whispered instructions to the monk beside him.

"This guest room is reserved. Do not enter without permission. Wait until I come back in the evening."

After giving the order, Guanghui turned his head and looked towards the lobby on the first floor. None of the farmers who had gathered earlier left. They all looked at Guanghui with pleading expressions.

Guanghui raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and took out a stack of land deeds from his arms. With a wave of his hand, he threw all the deeds out. The papers in the sky moved with the wind and fell into the lobby on the first floor. In the surprised eyes of everyone, Guanghui laughed loudly.

"Sent to you."

Hearing this, everyone finally reacted. The farmers, who had turned pale, immediately bowed down and thanked Guanghui loudly. However, the monks at the door were stunned when they saw this.

One of the more burly disciples looked panicked and asked Guanghui hurriedly.

"Abbot, this is inappropriate. Without these land deeds, what will everyone in the temple eat?"

When Guanghui heard this, he took a look and then hooked his finger at the monk. The monk was puzzled and stepped forward and came in front of Guanghui.

Bang! As soon as the monk stood still, Guanghui slapped him in the face. The monk fell down like a scarecrow and passed out.

Then, Guanghui raised his hand slightly, looked at the monks around him one by one, and asked with a smile.

"Do you guys have anything to say, too?"

Seeing this, the remaining three monks suddenly became silent, shocked and frightened, and lowered their heads and shook them like rattles. Guanghui smiled with satisfaction, holding the Buddhist beads in his hand, and gave instructions to the three monks.

"Go find a carriage. It's time to go to Zong Ming Mansion."

Hearing this, the three monks looked at each other in confusion, and one of them plucked up the courage to speak in a low voice.

"Abbot, our carriage... is parked at the door."

Guanghui smiled carefreely upon hearing this, then slapped the monk who spoke, knocking him to the ground, while speaking gently.

"Alas, I am old and my memory is not very good. You two should lead the way."

The remaining two monks were sweating profusely and didn't dare to say anything more. They walked obediently in front to lead the way for Guanghui. Guanghui glanced at the closed door behind him, his eyes flashed, and he stepped forward to catch up with the two monks.

Inside the tightly closed guest room, a corpse was lying in a pool of blood. It was the real Guanghui, but his monk's robes had been stripped off. His face was covered in blood and flesh, with his skin peeled off alive, revealing flesh and white bones.

On the other side, Shi Gu, who was disguised as Guanghui, was already sitting in an extremely luxurious carriage and rushing to Zongming Mansion.

According to the information provided by Tongtian Pavilion, Guanghui is a guest of honor of Zong Mingfu, and they have a very close and cooperative relationship.

Zong Mingfu enjoyed his reputation on the surface and did some well-known good deeds in Huiyin City, but secretly he used some shameful means to transfer large tracts of land that already had owners to the name of Kutuo Temple.

Kutuo Temple occupied a large tract of fertile farmland and began to amass wealth, sending most of the income to Zongming Mansion.

Being a monk is really not hard at all, at least the monks in Kutuo Temple have a hard life at all.

Soon, the carriage arrived in front of Zong Ming Mansion. Shi Gu pressed the human skin mask on his face, and then he walked into Zong Ming Mansion with the package.

Today is the day for collecting debts at Kutuo Temple, and after collecting the debts, Guanghui will come to Zongming Mansion to report the income to Shen Zhongyi.

Everyone in the Zongming Mansion was already familiar with this process, so no one stopped Shi Gu. Instead, after Shi Gu entered the mansion, they took the initiative to send a servant to lead the way for him.

Shi Gu followed the servant all the way to a remote courtyard and sat in the pavilion. The servant said to Shi Gu with an apologetic look on his face.

"Master, my clan leader is busy right now, so you can only wait here for a while."

Shi Gu didn't care when he heard this. He waved his hand and smiled.

"It's okay. I'll wait here. You don't have to stay here."

After the servant responded, he turned and left, leaving Shi Gu alone in the pavilion. After Shi Gu made sure that there was no one around, he picked up the package he had brought and threw it into the lake beside him.

The package fell into the lake, creating ripples, but then sank to the bottom of the lake, never to be seen again.

Shi Gu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. All the things used to frame others had been thrown into the lake. Although it was too deliberate and too obvious, it was enough for those who came to cause trouble.

Now, there is only one last thing left, which is to see with my own eyes the leader of the Sect Master’s Mansion, Shen Zhongyi.

Shi Gu sat down and waited quietly for Shen Zhongyi's arrival. He would not take any action, he just wanted to see what kind of person this Shen Zhongyi was.

I think Shen Zhongyi should be on his way here, so it won’t take long.

However, at the same time, in a room somewhere in Zong Ming Mansion, the servant who led Shi Gu into the mansion was standing behind a burly man and reporting in a low voice.

"Master, Master Guanghui is waiting for you. Do you want to go over now?"

The burly figure put his hands behind his back, sneered when he heard this, and spoke slowly.

"A disobedient dog should be beaten to prevent him from having wild thoughts and inappropriate ideas."

"Just let Guanghui wait, I will go see him in the evening."

Chapter 35: War (I)

There are no truly long-lasting allies in this world, just like Guanghui and Shen Zhongyi. Shi Gu didn't know that over the years, a rift had developed between the two.

Although Guanghui was a monk and also old, he had a big appetite and had long been complaining about the division of property.

Shen Zhongyi knew this clearly, but his attitude towards Guanghui was just like a servant who could be summoned and dismissed at will. Since he had ulterior motives, he had to give Guanghui a good beating and a warning.

Unfortunately, Shi Gu, who pretended to be Guanghui, happened to encounter this awkward time.

So, Shi Gu, who thought he only had to wait for a while, waited until dark, but did not see Shen Zhongyi coming. During this period, Shi Gu also wanted to leave directly and not waste any more time.

But... we're here now... right?

Until the moon rose above the clouds, Shi Gu still hadn't waited for Shen Zhongyi to come. Shi Gu finally exhausted all his energy, stood up suddenly, kicked down the stone chair in the pavilion, and cursed loudly.

"Damn it, do the people in Huiyin City have no sense of time?!"

After saying that, Shi Gu took off the human skin mask on his face, threw it at his feet, turned around and left, no longer intending to waste time waiting.

However, when Shi Gu turned around, he saw a lantern in the distance, flickering, and slowly moving towards this side.

Shi Gu frowned, quickly picked up the human skin mask on the ground, put the mask back on his face, and waited quietly for the person to come from a distance.

As the lanterns got closer, two figures gradually became clearer. Looking closely, they were actually two women. One was a young woman, pale-faced, dressed in silk and satin, with an ordinary look. She was holding a swaddling baby and walking towards them in a daze.

Behind the young woman, there followed a maid who was much prettier than the woman, with delicate features and pretty eyes.

Seeing this, Shi Gu narrowed his eyes slightly, sensing a trace of ghostly aura spreading towards him. In Shi Gu's eyes, the lantern was not the orange-red color that ordinary people see with their naked eyes, but a cold and incandescent color.

Under the cold white light, the maid's shadow was stretched extremely long, twisted, and squirming. She did not look like a human, but rather a ferocious look. When Shi Gu looked over, he saw that the maid intentionally or unintentionally walked behind the young woman, using the young woman's body to cover her own face.

A breeze suddenly blew through the corridor, making a shrill sound like the voice of a ghost, and the eerie and spooky aura seemed to fill the entire courtyard in an instant.

Seeing this, Shi Gu's eyes flashed with a clear light, and his pupils glowed faintly in the darkness. When he looked at the two people carefully, he saw a series of bloated footprints left behind the maid.

That was not a beautiful maid, but an evil ghost with a green face and fangs, drooling, following the young woman closely, as if he would open his bloody mouth at any time and swallow the young woman in one gulp.

The art of raising ghosts...Tongtian Pavilion really has leaked a lot of information.

The young woman seemed not to see the maid. She held the baby in her arms and walked forward foolishly. She passed Shi Gu by. At the moment they passed each other, Shi Gu finally saw the baby in the woman's arms clearly.

Inside the thick swaddling clothes, the tiny torso shrank into a ball, shriveled and thin, without any flesh or blood left. Only a piece of pale skin remained, tightly attached to the bones.

The two men ignored Shi Gu and walked straight past him. After taking a few steps, Shi Gu suddenly turned around and called out to the two men.

"Wait a moment."

The two men seemed to have never expected to be stopped by Shi Gu. They were all stunned. In surprise, even the stupidity in the woman's eyes disappeared a little.

The young woman held the shriveled baby's body, turned around slowly, and looked at Shi Gu in a daze without saying a word. The beautiful maid, on the other hand, had a fierce look in her eyes and suddenly stuck out her tongue at Shi Gu.

A tongue as long as a retracted pen suddenly came out of the beautiful maid's mouth. It was bright red like blood, but covered with bumps, like the skin of a toad.

Shi Gu ignored the maid's warning, strode over, stopped in front of the woman, looked down at the baby's body, and spoke softly.

"This kid is so cute."

Hearing this, the young woman's eyes lit up, she smiled foolishly, a little more loving on her face, and spoke softly.

"Yes, my Nuan Nuan is the cutest."

"White and fat... just like me."

When Shi Gu heard this, a complex expression flashed in his eyes. He stretched out his finger, gently placed it on the baby's brow, and asked in a low voice.