"Bad guy! Don't touch our money...!"

The dirty little hands clung to the wooden box and refused to let go. The gangster was furious, cursing and kicking him, but the little stone was like a child with a temper, crying and grabbing the money no matter how hard he beat or scolded, he was not a lover.

Cai, what I love is that little ruined temple.

Zhuquan Temple is an important part of Xiao Shitou's life, along with the master and the snake demon.

Climbing up the roof to plug leaks and replace tiles, working hard to plant vegetables, holding on to the door that was about to collapse, and repairing it with Master, all the memories and happiness in Zhuquan Temple were there. Master wanted to rebuild the dilapidated temple and worked hard for many years to achieve this.

Much silver.

If it is taken away, Master will be sad...

"You're looking for death!"

The bandit leader kicked Little Shitou's fingers that were clinging to the wooden box, causing the wooden box to fall to the ground with a crash and the silver pieces scattered. Little Shitou's hands were dripping with blood, and his body was covered with dirty snow. He lay on the ground and pulled the silver into his arms.

Li Daniu and Xu Jiaorong were anxious.

"Little master, come here quickly! Don't worry about the money!"

Little Shitou ignored him, lying on the ground and letting others beat and scold him without letting go. He cried loudly and his hands were full of money. His nose dripped into his mouth and he didn't care. There were footprints all over his body.

"The money is ours...don't steal it...wuwu..."

The scattered money made the bandit leader angry. If he had known it, he would have chopped him off with a knife. What a waste of time.

He glared hard at the two thieves carrying the box.

"Why are you still standing there stupidly? Are you going to let me do the work? If I chop it with a knife, it's over!"

"But...he is from the Western religion."

"I don't care what he teaches from the north to the south! The little bastard is in rags and is just a beggar! Cut him down quickly, there are still a few court eagles and dogs waiting to be taken care of over there."

I didn’t talk nonsense, I pulled out the bloody sword that killed too many people and struck it hard...

The little stone lay motionless on the silver, and the silver piece was pressed under the small body. The bandit kicked it away and took away the blood-stained silver. The silver piece held in the small hand was broken open and taken away...

No one noticed that the wound on his back was very shallow, and there was strange red energy spreading like lava...

The bandits gathered together to deal with Li Daniu and others. They laughed wildly and assigned the women to themselves in advance. They did not see the inexplicable changes in the little body at their feet.

The heart of the little stone is getting redder and redder, as if volcanic lava is cracking and getting hotter and hotter!

The heart is hot and red, and soon penetrates and spreads from the blood vessels to the whole body. Traces of hot spider webs appear on the face, and the eyes become brighter and brighter...

"I am going to kill the court dog officials and you eagle dogs! They all deserve to be killed!"

"You are very courageous to dare to attack our heroes and heroes, brothers! Avenge your dead brothers! Kill the eagles and dogs, skin them and light the sky lanterns!"

"Revenge! Revenge!"

The bandits became more and more excited and surrounded them, eager to try. The alley behind them was blocked by collapsed houses due to the earthquake. Even if they could climb over the wall, what would the family do?

Li Daniu spat hard and stood in front with an iron knife in his hand.

"Bah! You dare to call yourself a hero when you go into the city, kill people, set fire to people, and destroy all conscience! None of you will survive when the imperial army arrives!"

When the city was destroyed, these so-called heroes did a lot of immoral things. No one, old or weak, women or children could escape the murderous hands. The city had just suffered an earthquake and was suddenly harmed by these thieves. To say that they had lost all conscience is to praise them.

Since ancient times, people who want to do something will give themselves a good reputation. There are a lot of titles for heroes and heroes. If you really investigate carefully, you will know that most of them are fierce and ruthless people. They may have reasons for rebellion, such as dogs.

Official persecution or government and businessmen collusion to frame someone, just shouting can bring brothers to rebel together.

Yes, there are not many good people in the government, but there are not many good people in the so-called heroes.

The old sow joked that the crow was black. Everything was for profit. As the head catcher, Li Daniu understood this very well.

The bandits gradually narrowed their encirclement and were ready to try...

The little boss was very happy because he didn't expect to be able to kill a head catcher.

When Luocao went up the mountain, he was often chased by government agents. Many of his brothers fell into their hands, especially Suhang Li, who was as powerful as an ox. He was particularly difficult to deal with. Today, he finally fell into his hands. He thought to himself that he would not be able to get rid of him for a while.

Let him die too quickly.

Suddenly, the bandits saw the policemen across from them, dumbfounded and horrified.

Are they afraid of me because of my mighty and domineering attitude?

There's a problem! What does their look mean? No matter how powerful they are, they won't be frightened to the point of being unable to stand, right? What do they mean by throwing the knife away? Want to surrender?

For no reason, the bandits thought that the detectives were afraid of what was behind them...

The little leader turned back stiffly, cold sweat from his temples flowed down his skin and down his cheeks, and he swallowed hard. Everyone saw a terrifying scene with their own eyes.

The face of the young monk who had been chopped to death by a knife was like a cracking rock with hot lava flowing out, his eyes were shining, and hot light red flames were coming out of his two fists!

The little stone's expression was ferocious, and it made a slow sound like metal friction.

"The money belongs to my master! Whoever steals it will die!"

In the blink of an eye, a bandit's legs suddenly separated, and the wound seemed to be smoking and scorched. Then another person's knee was broken, and the third and fourth...

Most of the knees were smashed. It is impossible to cure a broken knee these days. Even if you survive the inflammation and infection, it is impossible to stand up.

"Bad guy! Kill you!"

The strong man who had been chopping small rocks with a knife fell suddenly, and when he looked back, he realized that his legs were broken below the knees.

"Ah...my legs..."

Xiao Shitou is short, so it is most convenient to hit him on his knees, and he has to jump up to hit his belly button.

He couldn't run away. The little monster was very fast for some reason. He kept breaking the knees of the bandits. If he was lucky, he would push the enemies into the river water and drown them. He didn't care if he was slashed by knives or shot by arrows.

It seems that he is in violent mode and his consciousness is a little unclear. The little stone that he couldn't bear to trample to death before was going crazy.

Xu Jiaorong looked pale.

"They are all monsters..."

"I wish there were more monsters like this."

Li Daniu told the truth. He used to come to Osmanthus Alley often. Especially when he learned that the Chinese girl Zhongyi was also here, he came more frequently. He was also familiar with the young monk, named Xiao Shitou. He followed the old monk Huixian to practice and sell paintings. It is said that in order to

Make money to build temples.

Little Stone is a monster, and those bandits are humans. Li Daniu would rather drink tea with Little Stone than be with these rebels.

They were almost killed when a small stone passed between the two men and their knees were broken at the same time.

He ran to the little boss, who trembled and knelt down.

"Master Immortal...I'm so sorry for you...please spare me..."

His eyes were blood red and his whole body was like a small stone flowing with lava. He said nothing. Two small hands suddenly grabbed the little boss's face. It was like a hot iron burning meat and smoking. The thief's face was burned and smoking when he was pressed by the small hands!

"Help……"
Chapter completed!