Ever since Jiang Wen saw the tower of human beings covered with young corpses at the entrance of Nether Alley, he almost fled and hid in the prison.

He did not change his joy in this stinking place where he tortured people and complemented each other. With a ferocious face, he gritted his teeth and realized the Tao. During this period, he was thinking and cursing this damn world.

How damn is this world?

It can be said that the death penalty has reached a certain level. Even if Jiang Wen exhausted his talents and thought hard, he could not decide which one deserved to die more, the murderer or the murdered person in front of him - this was a sorrow that transcended the times, and it was also a burden that only he was bearing.

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In this process, perhaps only by acting eccentric can Jiang Wen feel a little bit more at ease.

Therefore, Jiang Wen hid in the Wuyi Mountains for one reason, made only a few friends for the second reason, and wandered around the world with a few children for the third reason.

The ruthless world where martial arts people complained became his skin of indulgence and open-mindedness.

In his eyes, only children are always innocent.

He could save the stranger Fu Ningdie without hesitation, he could take the biting little stone as his disciple indifferently, and he could go to great lengths to kidnap Hong Wending away, but he no longer dared to swing his sword easily.

Do those "chivalrous and righteous" things.

Jiang Wen, who had not slept for three days and three nights in jail, even felt for a moment that his back in the jail resembled a certain young master from Lu Town, or that he was meditating on four words in the old crooked neck tree palace.

A certain chief.

Coincidentally, what I said after thinking for a long time was only four words.

——"Save the children".

In just a few days, the city of Fuzhou, which was already in turmoil due to strange rumors, suddenly fell into a more violent storm, and the center of this storm was the imperial envoy who suddenly descended from the sky.

Monk Yankong led the imperial troops into the three lanes and seven alleys.

The Chen family of Luojiang, the Lin family of Jiumu, the Shen family of Wulin, the Liu family of Longshan, the Huang family of Yixu, and the Sa family of Yanmen, among the famous families in the three lanes and seven lanes, these families are all among the most prosperous and prosperous families in the Fangfanyan family.

's family.

Prior to this, the Zhongming Dingshi House, which was once recognized as a place of kindness, loyalty, filial piety, and loyalty, faced the most violent blows one after another.

His handiwork was no longer as cautious and deceptive as the Geng family's, but he used violent and resolute means to confiscate and destroy houses, so that for a while he was full of evil.

No matter how extravagant these families were in the past or how clever they were, they were all labeled as members of the White Lotus Sect who "forged words and deceived the public" and the whole family was thrown into jail without being allowed to defend themselves.

On the night when the Chang brothers sneaked into the government office, Monk Yankong personally led the troops out of the house to attack the last hard nut to crack - the Yanmensa family.

The Sa family, who lived at the end of Huangxiang, resisted strongly and had already blocked the door with earth and rocks. As bad news came out one after another, they even sent out strong men to patrol the courtyard day and night, everyone holding strong bows and spears.

Murderous.

However, all this still could not stop Monk Yankong's determination to take action. Just after the Qing court spies stormed the Yixu Huang family in Huangxiang, a few hooks were quickly placed on the courtyard wall, and a killer dressed as a lama was

Already rushed into it.

There were many young and strong descendants of the Sa family, and there were also martial arts practitioners in the gathering. Everyone quickly fought with these killers with swords and guns, and for a while there were sounds of killing and the light of fire reflected in the sky.

One side is a long-term killer with cunning methods, wielding a knife like water, and he can't get close easily. The other side is a well-trained martial artist who protects the hospital. His marching orders are overwhelming, and the cooperation is very military style. Gradually, the two sides fight with each other.

Victory or defeat, there is a stalemate.

The Wenyu Shanfang in the Flower Hall high up in the Sa family's mansion has now been turned into a place for the Chinese army. The young Sa family members in the Shanzhuang gradually joined in, and the situation gradually turned to their side. After all, the killer Lama was difficult to defeat with four hands.

, was soon divided and surrounded, and fell into a disadvantage.

Just when everyone thought that the situation was settled, and several clan elders were thinking high, thinking that they had finally survived the turmoil of the night, the door of the Sa family, which had long been firmly blocked by sand and gravel, suddenly experienced a strong impact and shaking.

The majestic and loud sounds kept coming, and it was like a giant beast crashing outside the door, and the sound directly hit people's hearts.

The door deformed rapidly in the impact, and finally turned into a harsh sound of breaking and cracking. A figure like an iron tower broke into the courtyard, with a green scalp and thick beard in sharp contrast, but what attracted more attention was the face.

A ferocious face.

There were traces of fighting left on his body, his eyes were bloody, and his movements were filled with murderous intent.

"What a brave place to rebel against the thieves and dare to openly attack the imperial soldiers!"

The appearance of Monk Yankong was like a catalyst thrown into the pond, which in turn aroused people's fear.

He stepped forward with his bare hands, easily snatched the whistle sticks of two servants, and broke them into two pieces out of thin air. Then he hit them on the top of their heads with his bare hands, making a crackling sound, and their heads shattered like watermelons on the spot.

"Now that I'm in front of you, the thief still dares to fight back! Do you want to kill everyone in your family?"

At this time, Monk Yankong took off his monk's clothes, revealing the patchwork uniform of a third-grade official. He stepped with great momentum, raised his arms and knocked away many servants, leaving only a tragic scene of splattering and vomiting blood along the way.

The young men of Sa Mansion realized that the situation was not good, and quickly gave up on the surrounded spies, and instead besieged Monk Yankong with swords, guns and sticks.

The head of the Sa family on Wen Yushan's house also spoke angrily.

"Evil monk, you have done many evil things and killed people like crazy. You are good at going to jail but know how to break the law. You are in vain to be called an official of the imperial court!"

The old man was filled with indignation and slapped the railing on the side.

"The Governor of Fujian is a close friend of our Sa family. When my eldest son delivers the revised letter, the Governor will definitely report to the Holy Lord to dismiss you from office and hold you accountable!"

The young men around him immediately started making noises, grabbing all kinds of weapons, hoping to give Monk Yankong a good look.

But Monk Yankong waved his robe sleeves and stretched out his thick arms. The flesh and blood filled with inner energy were like fine steel. He saw that the ax and the sword could not hurt him at all. He opened his huge palm like a cattail leaf and smashed it.

More than ten people were beaten until their teeth were broken and blood was vomited from the mouth.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! He put on the big sleeves of his official uniform, raised his eyebrows with murderous intent, and held up the thick rosary hanging on his chest with one hand.

"Stop talking nonsense, I always cut off the case first and report later!"

I saw him standing with his legs spread apart, shouting angrily and then punching out his palms. In the blink of an eye, he opened a path and moved forward unimpeded. He forced the young man of the Sa family back. With his remaining power, he was still able to smash the flower stand and wooden stakes, and the Vajra Prajna Palm.

The infinite force exerted with all one's strength is the most ferocious. Even if five or six people work together, they cannot resist it in the slightest.

"If you don't surrender, I will wipe out all of you today!"

Monk Yankong's killing cry was loud and loud, and he was able to suppress the entire crowd with just one person, killing hundreds of servants of the Sa family until their blood flowed all over the ground.

The powerful Vajra Prajna Palm and the powerful Vajra Finger were used at the same time. In the blink of an eye, the person was killed with a sword, and he hit the wall of the house with a dead eye. The killing method this night was so ruthless, it was the same as the demon monk Keba in the Western Regions who massacred the Ma family.

He pointed at the old man in Wenyu Mountain House from afar,

"If you, the chief culprit, surrender to the law and all of you put down your weapons, I might be able to tolerate you for once!"

Seeing that the other party was gathering in an attempt to kill them all, Monk Yankong immediately shouted to the sky: "Bring me something!"

The head of the Sa family originally thought that the opponent was going to rely on the power of weapons, but out of the corner of his eye he saw a figure emerging from the corner of the courtyard and throwing a cloth bag.

Monk Yankong shook off the baggage, lifted a round black object to a high place, opened his eyes wide and shouted angrily: "Old man, look at what this is!"

As everyone looked, Monk Yankong was holding a thick black braid in his hand, shaking a blood-stained ball in the air, beheading the head in pain and ferocity, staring blankly into the air, determined to die before his death.

After enduring great pain, he died and was beheaded.

In the light of the fire, the old man of the Sa family recognized it from his facial features, and was shocked to notice that the eldest son of the Sa family had been reviewed by the Hanlin Academy and released as the county magistrate!

The domineering look of the other party suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. The head of the Sa family was suddenly suffocated. He didn't want to believe the tragic situation in front of him. However, as his face hesitated in pain, in the blink of an eye, the clan members were beaten away and smashed by a palm. Finally, he felt hatred.

said.

"You, a bitch, ruined my family's good reputation. Today I will pay with my head as compensation. I just hope you won't make things difficult for the people of my Sa family anymore!"

After saying that, he broke away from the support of his wife and children beside him, staggered and wanted to hit the pillar of the flower hall.

"The earth has no boundaries and the sky is lawless. I can only blame you for being a mantis! You can't help but die if you want!"

Monk Yankong looked at it with a ferocious smile, and suddenly stepped forward to place his hands on a stone tablet. With the force of his arms and the movement of his waist and legs, he shouted angrily, and he actually pulled up the courtyard lighting tablet from the soil, and then

He lifted a stone tablet weighing more than a thousand kilograms on his shoulders and smashed it directly towards the Wenyu Mountain House in the distance!

When the earth shook and the mountains shook, the Zhao stele instantly broke the pillars of the corridor and smashed half of the wall tiles in the flower hall. Then it was deeply embedded in the ground with a crackling sound of collapse, crushing the green bricks all over the floor.

Before the head of the Sa family could even touch the pillar, he was covered by a hood of broken rubble. His white hair was stained with flowers, and streams of blood flowed from his forehead. He could only collapse in the ruins with his mouth shut, as if he was demented.

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Monk Yankong stood in the courtyard and looked around. Everyone in the Sa family was frightened and frightened in front of such a barbaric feat.

Team after team of soldiers disarmed.

After the dust fell to the ground, the originally magnificent Sa Mansion with numerous floors was in shambles. Teams of Qing soldiers were escorting them out. The huge courtyard was empty except for Monk Yankong, who stared into the dark night with a thoughtful and forbearing expression.

"Your Majesty the Imperial Envoy!"

Monk Yankong's men were all desperadoes whose faces were beyond recognition, with swords stabbing their faces. At this time, one of his men walked in quickly from the door with blood on his hands.

Monk Yankong turned his back to the other party and asked in a deep voice.

"How is the situation? Tell me!"

The subordinate's voice was hoarse, and he knelt down and said with his fists clasped.

"The interrogation of the Huang family has been completed. At first they denied it, but when they heard the words 'The king of Fujian interrogates', they became honest and admitted that what you want, sir, is now in their hands."

Monk Yankong was overjoyed when he heard this. They walked out of the gate of Safu together and walked along the road of Huangxiang to another high-gate mansion at the entrance of the alley.

In the main courtyard, several people were excavating the ground with shovels. As the sand accumulated on the side and formed a hill, a huge monument appeared in the soil.

"The "Long Qi Monument in the Imperial Palace" is indeed here!"

Monk Yankong's eyes shone brightly, causing him to lift up the stele and reach out to touch the ancient stele, which was nearly two feet high. The head of the stele was six-headed, the carvings were vigorous, and the side of the stele was engraved with arabesque patterns. It was still gorgeous after the passage of time.
To be continued...