The fire suddenly became bright, and a large group of monks gathered together toward Master Fawu's Zen Temple from all directions. I don't know who it was, but the Dharma bell of Lingyin Temple rang. A desolate sound of bell echoed in Lingyin Temple.

Under the courtyard wall, a group of monks had already appeared, with more than a dozen people, all holding monk sticks and ring knives in their hands, rushing towards them.

Someone, a great monk raised the monk's stick in his hand and looked vigilantly at Wu Feng and Zhou Ming standing on the courtyard wall.

Wu Feng and Zhou Ming looked at each other, but didn't know how to speak.

At this time, someone finally entered Master Fawu's Zen Room, and a surprised and angry voice came over: Which thief did Senior Brother Fawu kill you? You dare to do evil in my Lingyin Temple.

The uncle of the master Fawu must have been killed by Wu Feng and Zhou Ming from Maoshan. I just saw Jueyuan and Jueming walking towards the place with them. They killed Master Fawu. Even Jueyuan and Jueming killed another person together and said in great grief.

Wu Feng and Zhou Ming's hearts were both sank at the same time, and there was no need to explain this at all. The more you explained, the less you could explain it. Now no one would believe anything. They both held sharp blades in their hands and came out of Master Fawu's house. The key was that Master Fawu's head disappeared, and they happened to have a fake head of Master Fawu on them. They really couldn't wash it even if they jumped to the Yellow River.

Go escape and Wu Feng said, waved his hand and walked away quickly with one side of Zhou Mingchao's courtyard wall.

Now there is no other way except for escaping. Everything has to be done when Yousheng left Lingyin Temple alive. Now the old thief Wufengzi hated him. He is really cruel. He must have guessed it. Their brothers and brothers will definitely not attack Master Fawu, so they tampered in advance and framed them both. Everything was planned and they were waiting for them to fall into this trap.

The two of them walked along the wall like the wind. The dozen or so monks below quickly jumped onto the wall and chased them. The leading monk was wide-body and fat, holding a monk's stick in his hand, shouting angrily behind him: You two thieves, dare to commit murder in my Lingyin Temple and kill our abbot. Don't you want to escape from here today, and you won't be able to capture him.

The two of them were just rushing to the road, and they didn't have the intention to pay attention to the words of the monk. They quickly jumped from the edge of the wall to the roof of the temple, and followed the roof towards the exterior wall of Lingyin Temple.

But not long after they left, three monks soon jumped onto the roof, blocking their way. One of them looked like he was in his seventies or eighties, holding a heavy Zen stick in his hand, and the other two were in their forties or fifties, holding two ring knives respectively.
Chapter completed!