In Yuelai Inn.

Li Qing was sitting at a table, and Cui Si was standing next to Li Qing.

"Young Master, why did he find so many monks?" Cui Si asked a question that everyone was confused about. This flower monk should be very smart?

"He is indeed very smart. He is a very smart flower monk." There was no wine in Li Qing's hand, he was holding a cup of tea.

Cui Si did not continue to ask, he was waiting for Li Qing's explanation.

"What's the best way for a bald person to escape?" Li Qing asked.

"I don't know?" Cui Si was a little confused. Could this flower monk want to run away?

If a person wants to escape, his methods will definitely be weird, and he will definitely use methods that others can't think of to cover his whereabouts.

"You can't find a bald head among a group of bald heads," Li Qing smiled.

Li Qing immediately stopped smiling. He thought about what Shadow said. These monks were fake monks and they were already dead.

The clever shadow and the cold loneliness have discovered this secret, and they have begun to prepare for Monk Hua's plan.

No one pays attention to a group of monks, but when there is only one monk, everyone pays attention because his bald head is an obvious sign.

Cui Si understood Monk Hua's intentions. This man had discovered the flaws he had left, and the method he came up with was indeed very special.

At this moment, Cui Si saw a person walking into Yuelai Inn. This was a shadow.

This person should stay in the ruined temple, but now this person has come to Yuelai Inn, and this person has brought bad news.

"Flower Monk has slipped away!" This is the message from the shadow.

"How long?" Li Qing did not ask the reason.

"When he was drunk," Shadow said.

"He must have drunk a lot of wine," Li Qing knew how powerful the 'burning knife' was.

"He just finished drinking Su Hai's wine and became drunk," Shadow said a little regretfully, he must not have drank Su Hai's 'Shao Knife'.

Drunk people just like to run around. All drunkards know this. This is the charm of wine, and this is also the most unrestrained moment for drunkards.

"His legs are on his body and he wants to walk. This is his right," Li Qingyan said. This is the most sufficient reason.

"He's not using his feet," Shadow said.

"Can you sneak away without using your feet?" Li Qing touched his chin, "Could he use his hands?"

"No, he's riding a donkey, a black donkey," Shadow said.

A drunk person who can still remember to find a donkey to ride on must not be drunk. He must have been planning for a long time.

"Why didn't you kill him first?" Cui Si really didn't understand.

"Because he was the sect owner's former friend," Shadow's tone was a little sad.

Perhaps this is the affection of friends. No one wants to throw away face, but face can sometimes torture a person who likes to worry about face.

"Looking for it now?" Li Qing said.

"Go find a friend first. His information must be reliable," Shadow said.

Li Qing knew who this friend was. This fair-weather friend had the best information. He must know the flower monk’s favorite place.

"The sect master hopes that you can find Monk Hua, and we can agree to a condition for you," Shadow said.

"I'll go find this flower monk who ran away," Li Qing agreed immediately, without asking about the condition.

"Young Master said, how many monks have you killed?" Cui Si asked, he had just learned the news.

Shadow begins to remember!

The shadow is holding a sword in his hand. His sword is in the scabbard. The scabbard is made of gold.

The shadow's scabbard is dazzling in the sun.

Shadow's eyes were fixed on a wooden rafter. This rafter was very special. There were three deep finger prints on it. The finger prints were deeply inserted into this wooden rafter.

"Such a deep internal force, these three fingers are like made of iron," Shadow said to himself.

"This is not Shaolin's 'Dragon Claw Kung Fu', this is the 'Eagle Claw Kung Fu'," a voice came to Shadow's ears.

"Are you sure?" Shadow didn't look up, he was admiring this work.

"I'm absolutely certain," the voice continued.

"Why are you so sure?" Shadow asked.

"Because this handprint is mine," Shadow raised his head to look for the voice.

"My fingers don't seem to be as fast as your sword," the shadow saw two monks. They were two strong young monks. One of them said, this monk was a little older.

"The sword is in my hand, and I need to draw it, but the hand is on my arm, and my hand is faster," Shadow said, and at this moment, Shadow saw a figure.

This figure appeared on the roof of the temple. He looked at the two monks with cold eyes, full of murderous intent.

"This principle seems to be very correct, why didn't I think of it," said the older monk.

"You are just a stupid monk," the younger one said.

"He's just not a monk, that's why he's stupid," Shadow wanted to laugh. He heard the voice of this friend, a friend who liked to be cold.

A figure fell very lightly, like a leaf. He landed lightly behind the two monks. The shadow smiled this time.

Two strong monks saw the shadow's smile. The shadow's smile was strange, with a hint of ridicule in it. The older monk saw a sword, a slender sword.

The sword had penetrated the monk's back, and the end of the sword was exposed on his chest. Blood was dripping from the end of the sword, and bright red blood was flowing.

The older monk didn't believe it was a sword. His hand had just exerted its strength and had not yet turned into an eagle's claw.

He heard the voice of a person speaking, but this person was not the shadow in front of him. He wanted to see the person speaking as quickly as possible, and he also wanted to move his hands as quickly as possible.

But there is a difference between quickness and thinking. This older monk just thinks a little too much. This is his own mistake. The price of the mistake is seeing the sword piercing his chest.

"What a fast sword!" The monk admired when he saw the end of the sword on his chest, and he closed his eyes helplessly.

Shadow's sword is already moving, and his movements are as fast as his own smile. He doesn't want to leave all such opportunities to his friends.

At the same time, the shadow's hand covered one person's mouth. When the sword penetrated the throat of the remaining monk, the shadow's hand had already covered his mouth.

Everything passed quietly in silence, and the temple began to become strange and cruel.

Shadow saw that the lonely figure had left. There was no expression on Lonely's waxy face. He didn't even look at Shadow.

The shadow found four more monks. A big monk held a broom in his hand. He led three monks. These three monks did not have brooms. They were sitting on the steps of the temple. The riding boots of the monks were exposed under their clothes.

The three monks looked at the sword in Shadow's hand. The Shadow sword was in his hand, but his sword was not inserted into the scabbard, and his sword was not dripping with blood.

But Shadow saw that blood had begun to well up in the eyes of the three monks. This was the instinct of a swordsman, and it was also the instinct of a killer. They had already smelled the smell of blood.

"A hard-working monk shouldn't wear such beautiful boots," Shadow explained.

"Are you a shadow?" The monk sweeping the floor stopped, raised his head, and smiled evilly.

"I am the shadow," the shadow's sword has already drawn along with the voice.

"You killed too quickly, you should ask them for their reasons," Cui Si felt a little regretful. He felt that everything happened too fast, and this shadow was like a killer.

When a killer kills, he never has a reason. He only knows his mission, and the mission is the killer's reason.

"I'm going to find my fair-weather friend. He should be in Zuixian Tower now," Li Qing didn't want to find such a reason. He was thinking about Monk Hua now.

Li Qing didn't know how Monk Hua escaped, but he promised Xiao Leixue that he would catch Monk Hua, the traitor, and he would not be able to escape.

This was a condition of exchange, and Li Qing agreed readily. He did not ask for the reason. In Li Qing's heart, this was a condition proposed by his friend.

As long as the conditions proposed by friends were met, Li Qing felt they were reasonable.

"Li Qing, you are an idiot, you are a complete idiot," the fat Su Hai was complaining. In the private room of Zuixian Tower, Su Hai looked at Li Qing.

"If you don't see the result, are you going to leave?" Su Haidao said.

"Monk Hua is his friend, why should I see the results of what happened between their friends?" Li Qing stood by the window.

"How dare you agree to his conditions if there is no result?" Su Hai asked.

"Yeah!" Li Qing said.

"What conditions did he put forward?" Su Hai was completely impressed.

"Don't know?" Li Qing said.

Su Hai wanted to get angry again. How did he meet such a friend? This friend might not even be worthy of being a fair-weather friend.

"What is the news brought by the shadow?" Su Hai wanted to know the facts.

"Shadow told me that Monk Hua escaped," Li Qing said.

"Keep talking," Su Hai said.

"He slipped away very quickly. My old friend asked me to find Monk Hua," Li Qing said.

"Continue!" Su Haidao.

"No more!" Li Qing said.

"That's all?" Su Hai didn't get an answer. Su Hai continued to ask: "What are his conditions?"

"Shadow only said there was a condition for exchange. I didn't ask what the condition was," Li Qing said.

Su Hai was completely desperate. He had seen people without brains in the world, but he had never seen such a brainless person. This person must have had his big brain burned out by the 'Burning Knife'.

"How did Monk Hua escape?" Su Hai wanted to change the topic. Li Qing should know the answer.

"He was riding a donkey, a black donkey," Li Qing said in detail this time.

Su Hai already felt that there was no need to ask. This strange world may only have such a monster, and this monster is a strange person.

"You must know where he will go?" the monster in Su Hai's heart asked.

"Don't know?" Su Hai said.

"I know," Li Qing smiled.

"You came to ask me after knowing this?" Su Hai looked at Li Qing, there must be something wrong with this person.

"I'm here to see if my friend knows, because he is a 'know-it-all'" Li Qing started to laugh, he was smiling hard, he was smiling like a child.

Dusk had already arrived when the strange man appeared in the suburbs.

The sensible Ah Chen was driving the carriage, and the sensible Ah Chen was humming a ditty. Li Qing in the carriage was looking at the scenery in the countryside.
Chapter completed!