About midnight, a black shadow floated from the distance in the air, and then fell into the yard without making any sound.

Wearing a black robe, covering the whole body.

"Well, there are also formations!" The man exclaimed.

As soon as he entered the temple, he felt something strange, as if he had touched something, and there was also an indescribable feeling of discomfort, which gave him a slight sense of disgust.

Passing by the door of the Buddhist hall, he turned his head and glanced at the Buddha statue in the hall, and snorted coldly.

"Amitabha, this donor must not have come in through the main entrance." A fat monk suddenly appeared and stood in front of him, clasping his palms together and saying.

"Monk?" The man in black robe was stunned for a moment.

Suddenly a ray of light shone directly on his face without any preparation.

He only felt a burning sensation on his face. He quickly closed his eyes and felt a burning sensation on his face, as if a ball of fire was falling on his face.

He hurriedly waved his hand, and a black energy enveloped his whole body, and he was about to run away.

A sword suddenly appeared, slashing down from top to bottom,

With a crisp sound, his body was split into two.

ah!

A scream, like a slaughtered pig.

He opened his eyes, which were burning with pain, but he could no longer see anything. The light just now not only burned his face, but also directly destroyed his eyes.

The black robe outside his body was surging. It was obvious that he had been slashed by a sword, but his body did not immediately split into two. It was still connected strangely. The blood on his body floated out. The clothes behind him tore open with a tearing sound, revealing

With blue-white skin, a tattoo covering his back, a red face and fangs, and two wings growing on his back, he is a Yaksha.

The Yaksha suddenly moved, and then the skin on his back was torn open to reveal the flesh and blood inside. Blood gushed out, and the Yaksha emerged from the flesh and blood on his back, spread his wings, and came into the air.

, becoming a monster over two feet tall.

This is Yaksha?!

Wu Sheng was stunned when he saw this.

The soft wooden stick was still in Kong Kong's hand. He waved it in the air, and a rainbow that was ten feet long shot through the air.

Straight, sharp,

Yaksha waved the steel fork in his hand and blocked the sword with a sharp bang.

Behind him, a white-gold light struck from above,

There was a crack from the top of his head to between his legs, from which platinum-gold light burst out.

Wu Sheng slashed him from behind with his sword.

The black robe made a strange cry, exploded with a bang, and was blown by strong winds. He jumped into the air and was about to run away.

A golden light shone on him, breaking the black mist outside his body. There was a loud sound, like fat falling into a frying pan, and he fell from the air. He still wanted to struggle. There was a golden light, and the Buddha's palm fell.

on him.

Click, the bones were broken.

Poof, black blood spit out from his mouth and fell on the bluestone, splashing a few bits of dust.

He struggled a few times and passed out.

"Why do people from the Nine Nether Sect come back here?!"

As soon as he saw this person dressed like this, he had already guessed his identity, and the aura on his body was unmistakable. After all, he had met him once or twice, and he had also fought and fought before, not to mention...

There is the Yaksha pattern on the back.

"Just ask and you'll find out."

"Shall I find a professional?" Wu Sheng thought of Shaoyang outside the temple.

"That's fine." Kong Kong nodded, "I'll go with you."

Wu Sheng carried this man to the corner of Black Mountain, where Shaoyang practiced. It was bitingly cold and there was still frost on the rocks.

After shouting twice and waiting for a while, Shaoyang came out from the ground.

"Monk Wusheng is here, Master Kongwu is here too."

"Not worthy of it." Upon hearing that he was called a master, Monk Kong became extremely humble.

"Is this a member of the Jiuyou Sect?" Shao Yang recognized his identity just by looking at the person Wu Sheng was holding.

"Brother Shao has seen them before?"

"I have seen these people worship the ghosts and gods in the underworld, and they are all doing things like killing creatures and feeding ghosts. They are in black robes, with ghost faces tattooed on their faces, and ghost statues on their backs. It's just that the Jiuyou Sect is

He was hiding in the southwest area, how could he suddenly appear here?"

"This is also why we are confused, but we are not very good at interrogating." Wu Sheng really felt a little embarrassed when he said this.

There is a feeling that Shaoyang is being used as a thug. In fact, there is another person in Lanruo Temple who should be good at interrogation. That is Abbot Kongkong. After all, he is the former boss, and he is engaged in that kind of business. He should still have the means to interrogate people.

Maybe he is still very professional, but Monk Kongkong is really not suitable to do this in his current state.

"Oh, then leave it to me. I don't like these people from the Jiuyou Sect anyway." Shao Yang smiled after hearing this.

"Then it will be hard work."

"Easy to say."

"Well, can I follow along and see? I want to learn too."

"You want to learn this?" Shao Yang was a little surprised after hearing this. "You are a monk."

"A monk must have a bodhisattva heart and thunderous means."

Wu Sheng was more curious about this, and also a little puzzled. The Buddha sword had clearly slashed through his body just now, but why was his body still connected together?

"That's good."

Shao Yang said this, stretched out his right hand, spread out his five fingers, and five black lines flew out from the fingertips, piercing into the limbs and torso of the Jiuyou Sect man. Then the man suddenly stood up, his limbs

It was open, as if being held up, with black blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were bloody and bloody, all of which were caused by Wu Sheng's sudden exposure.

"Why are you here?" Shaoyang's tone was cold.

All he got in response was a cold snort.

After hearing this, Shao Yang smiled slightly and moved his fingers slightly. Immediately, countless black energy flew out from all parts of the man's body, and then pierced into his body, like countless flying knives constantly piercing his body.

Ah! A scream of agony.

Wu Sheng couldn't bear it, but Monk Kong stood quietly and watched.

This man can be considered a man. At the beginning, he gritted his teeth and held on, but he couldn't hold on for more than a cup of tea.

"Look for the body of Rakshasa."

As soon as he opened his mouth, his empty and lifeless expression changed.

"The body of a Rakshasa is still the body of an Arhat. This is a temple, not a branch of your Jiuyou Sect." Wu Sheng spoke first.

"You believe what others say?"

"That man has a little bloody Rakshasa bone in his hand." The man said.

Hearing this, Wu Sheng and Monk Kong looked at each other.

Wu Sheng has never seen what an ordinary Rakshasa looks like. It has a blue-black appearance and the same color as the bones. The blood-colored Rakshasa bones will most likely only appear on the body of the Rakshasa King.

"Who gave it to you? When? Where?"

"An ordinary person, twenty days ago in Tanzhou."

"Ordinary people, ordinary people dare to take Rakshasa bones?" Shao Yang moved his fingers slightly after hearing this, and blood kept oozing out from all parts of his body, and the man immediately screamed.

"He is really just an ordinary person. The Rakshasa bone is contained in a jade box. I also tried to find the person behind it, but I couldn't find it."

"Where's the person who delivered the box?"

"Killed by me."

Amitabha,

Listen, it is indeed not a kind person!

Apart from these, no other useful information was asked.

"Master, how should we deal with him?"

"The poor monk should send him to the underworld to atone for his sins!" Monk Kong said.

"There's no need to bother Master." Shao Yang clasped his fingers together, and then the Jiuyou Sect's body shrank and swelled, and fell to the ground with a thud, lifeless.

"Thank you, Brother Shao."

"You're welcome, have you learned anything?" Shao Yang asked.

"Don't be too merciful when dealing with evil people." Wu Sheng thought about it, but if he was asked to torture people like Shaoyang, he really couldn't learn from it for a while.

Shao Yang just smiled after hearing this.

After bidding farewell to Shaoyang, monks Wu Sheng and Kong Kong left Heishan and returned to Lanruo Temple.

"Master, aren't we a little hypocritical?"

"Why do you say that?"

"Just like just now, if you want to send him to Ruyinsi, you can just do it. Why do you have to say it?"

"Have you seen all this? To be honest, I'm not being hypocritical. I've been a monk for a long time and I've become accustomed to saying it."

After hearing this, Wu Sheng glanced sideways at Monk Kong.

"Master, is this Monk Huiwu, right?"

After Wu Sheng thought about it, he was the most likely person. Apart from the monk Huiwu, he really couldn't think of anyone else who would know the secret of Lanruo Temple.
Chapter completed!