Chapter 922: Sun Wukong's Transformation Provokes the Greedy Monk, Duanmu Huai Smashes the Guanyin Temple (Part 2)

In the middle of the night, several monks sneaked into the wing room. The leading monk stretched out his finger to break the paper window and looked inside. He saw Duanmu Huai and the fat monk transformed by Sun Wukong lying on the bed and sleeping soundly. So he waved his hand hurriedly, took the incense from the hand of others, and blew it through the broken paper window.

"Will this work? That strong man is not easy to deal with."

"Don't worry."

The leading monk whispered to himself, complacent.

"When this incense comes out, the big pig weighing hundreds of pounds will not make a sound. Hurry up and take the knife and get ready."

Several monks muttered while waiting outside the door for a while, and then the leading monk quietly opened the door and walked in with a few people holding a hatchet. Soon two people came to Duanmu Huai, raised the knife and axe in their hands, aimed at Duanmu Huai's neck and chest, and then chopped it down suddenly!

"Dang!"

The hatchet and axe hit Duanmu Huai, making a sound like metal and stone. Then, Duanmu Huai, who had closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes wide, stared at the two men, and roared.

"Good death, thief!"

Seeing this scene, the monks were even more frightened. Before they could come to their senses, Duanmu Huai jumped up from the couch, stretched out his hands to grab the heads of the two monks, and then smashed them hard. The bald heads of the two monks turned into a mixture of broken egg shells. They died before they even had time to scream.

Then Duanmu Huai raised his arms and threw the corpse in his hands with force, hitting the third monk directly, smashing him to pieces on the spot.

The last monk turned around and wanted to escape when he saw that the door that was originally wide open had closed without wind. He turned around and saw that Sun Wukong had also revealed his true form, sitting on the couch and staring at him with a grin.

"Please spare my life, sir! Please spare my life!"

The monk was also a smart man. He knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to the two men desperately.

"I have an eighty-year-old mother and a six-year-old child..."

"Where did you get your son, monk?"

"I became a monk after I had a child..."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Duanmu Huai grabbed the monk's head and lifted him up.

"I didn't expect this temple to be a black shop! What do you monks want to do? Tell me the truth!"

"Please spare my life, sir! Please spare my life! This is the abbot's idea. He has taken a fancy to your precious cassock and wants to take it for himself. So he sent a few of us here... come..."

"Robbery and murder?"

"That's right... This is not our idea, sir. This is the abbot's idea!"

"Oh."

Hearing the monk's answer, Duanmu Huai narrowed his eyes.

"Then I want to ask you, I see you are very skilled at this, this is not the first time."

"This... No... "

"Tell me, or I will smash your head into pieces!"

"This is really not our idea, man!"

Feeling Duanmu Huai's iron palm getting stronger and stronger, and even being able to hear the creaking sound of his skull, the monk was frightened and his face turned pale.

"This is all the abbot's idea! Whenever there are guests from other places, he will use the name of showing off treasures to find out the other party's true and false. If the other party has any rare treasures, then Fang Zheng will send us to kill people and rob them. After all, there are few people here, most of the people who come are merchants from far away, and there is no need to worry about someone checking... "

"Oh, then this temple..."

"Of course, the abbot used the money of those people to repair it, saying that the temple is brilliant, and others will not be suspicious when they see it..."

Ha, this old monk is really good at dealing with things.

Hearing the monk's answer, Duanmu Huai sneered in his heart, and had to say that what he said was right. If you have a shabby temple, people living here will suspect that the abbot is a mountain spirit or a bandit, and they will be alert instinctively.

But your temple is so magnificent, it makes people feel at ease at first glance, so most people will not suspect that there is something fishy here, right? They will let down their guard, and then it is easy to be fooled.

Of course, for Duanmu Huai, this is just a small trick. Look at those famous temples in Lingshan, they are really robbing money. One stick of incense is not enough to sell two kidneys, and it is still a legal business.

If the Buddha is spiritual, he should have chopped these bastards long ago.

Oh, the Buddha is busy repairing his golden body, I am afraid he doesn’t have the time.

Forget it, everyone in the world is the same.

Duanmu Huai came back to his senses and stared at the monk fiercely.

"Where's the abbot?"

"The abbot... the abbot is waiting for news in the main hall..."

Just as the monk said, the sharp-nosed and monkey-faced abbot was in the main hall at this moment, looking at the shining robes at his hand, and he couldn't let go of them. He would reach out to touch them at any time, and then look at the door. He lowered his head to touch them again, and then looked at the door again - he looked like a drug addict who was afraid of being raided by the police.

But it didn't matter, the police came.

"Bang!"

Just when the abbot was obsessed with the robes and couldn't let go, Duanmu Huai kicked open the door of the main hall and strode in. Looking at the murderous Duanmu Huai in front of him, the old abbot was also frightened and hurriedly retreated, and did not forget to hold the robes in his arms.

"What, what does this mean?"

"Bah, you old bald thief!"

Duanmu Huai glared at the old abbot fiercely and threw the monk in his hand, who looked like a dead dog, to the ground.

"I knew you were not a good guy. You dared to kill people and rob? You are your grandfather! Damn it!"

"………Please spare my life! Please spare my life!!"

Looking at Duanmu Huai approaching him, the old abbot also rushed to the ground and kept shouting.

"I was just forced! This was originally a small temple. Later, it was spotted by these bandits and they wanted me to help them kill people and rob. They shaved my head and became a monk here, forcing me to cooperate with them. If I didn't obey, they would chop off my limbs and feed me to the tiger—I was also forced to do it…………!"

"You old bastard, what nonsense are you talking about!?"

The monk who was thrown to the ground and pretended to be dead by Duanmu Huai heard this and didn't want to pretend anymore. He jumped up in a hurry.

"We are all decent monks. You obviously dragged us onto this pirate ship! You forced us to kill people and let us be your helpers, but now you want to frame us?"

At this time, the old abbot also fell to the ground and cried out loudly.

"It's unfair, it's a great injustice. I'm an old man, I can't carry anything, how can I threaten you?"

"Don't listen to his nonsense, my dear man!"

The monk was also shouting in anger.

"Don't look at this thief bald old man, he is actually 250 or 60 years old! He is colluding with the black bear monster nearby, how can we ordinary people be the opponent of that monster..."

"Oh..."

Hearing this, Duanmu Huai narrowed his eyes, and Sun Wukong also came over.

"Master, what do you think we should do?"

"What should we do?"

Faced with Sun Wukong's question, Duanmu Huai snorted coldly.

"None of them are good guys, break their legs, and send them to the authorities at dawn!"

Hearing Duanmu Huai's answer, the old abbot and the monk both had a fierce light in their eyes, and then suddenly jumped up.

"Brothers, come together!"

Accompanied by their roars, the windows and doors of the hall opened straight, and then the monks holding weapons rushed in, and rushed towards Duanmu Huai and Sun Wukong.

"Leave it to you."

Faced with these mortals, Duanmu Huai didn't even have the interest to fight.

"Just break their legs."

"Understood!"

At this moment, Sun Wukong also took out his Ruyi Jingu Bang and beat the monks in front of him, making them cry for their parents. After a while, they rolled on the ground holding their legs and could no longer stand up.

And Duanmu Huai just strode to the old monk, took the cassock, and then glared at the old abbot coldly.

"Humph, monks kill people and rob goods, and they are quite good at it. I want to see what else you can do when you go to the government!?"

"………………"

Hearing Duanmu Huai's words, the old abbot also turned pale and collapsed to the ground instantly.

"Huh—————!"

However, at this moment, a gust of black wind suddenly rose from the ground, instantly blowing the surrounding lights into a dim state, and then a hairy black man fell from the sky and blocked the old monk and Duanmu Huai.

"Black Bear King!"

Seeing the black man in front of him, the monk also shouted as if he had seen a savior.

"Help, Black Bear King!"

"Haha, old friend Jin Chi, you are really lucky. If I hadn't come to you on a whim to see the situation, I wouldn't have known that such a big thing had happened here."

The black man laughed, and when he heard the black man's words, the old abbot's heart was immediately active and he stood up again.

"Black Bear King, these two people are carrying a precious cassock, which is a top-grade treasure!"

"Oh? There is this?"

Hearing this, the black man's eyes turned and looked at the cassock in Duanmu Huai's hand in front of him, and his eyes were shining.

"There is such a treasure, wait for me..."

"Get lost."

However, before the black man could finish his words, he saw Duanmu Huai suddenly slap the black man on the head, and immediately stuck the black man to the wall, even his head was blown up. Then he saw the black man's body twitched, and then collapsed to the ground, turning into a headless black bear, already dead.

"Black bear, there are bear paws to taste."

Duanmu Huai glanced at the black bear, then retracted his gaze and looked at the old abbot in front of him again. The latter never thought that the black bear monster who called himself a brother would be chopped up by Duanmu Huai as soon as he met him. At this moment, he was also sitting on the ground in a daze. When he saw Duanmu Huai coming forward, he also screamed and turned around and wanted to run.

As a result, just as the old man stood up, he saw Duanmu Huai stepped on his two dead wood-like old legs and broke them in half. The old abbot rolled on the ground with his legs hugged in pain, while Duanmu Huai put away his cassock and looked at his miserable appearance coldly without any expression.

"Master? What should we do now?"

"Tie them all up and send them to the nearby county government to report to the police!"

"Okay!"