Chapter 1940 Are you sure it's a rainstorm pear flower needle
There were not many people in the dining hall. Apart from a few monks, there were also a few people from the world, probably coming to watch the rain appreciation party.
Xiao Xiuer felt a little strange and asked the young monk Yulai: "Why are there so few people eating?"
"Most of the monks in the temple don't eat here. Most of the elegant guests who come to enjoy the rain have their meals delivered to their rooms."
The young novice monk Yu came and explained a few words, then lowered his voice and said: "Those people are staying in the temple and won't leave."
As he spoke, he glanced at those people in the arena, with a hint of fear and disgust hidden in his eyes.
As soon as he finished speaking, someone suddenly stood up and slapped the table, knocking the food on the table to the ground: "These are all useless vegetables. They are all stupid. I want to drink wine and eat meat!"
The monk in charge of serving the food was startled and panicked.
Xia Leng took a look and found that this man had a strange-shaped scimitar hanging on his waist. He seemed to be a swordsman. But what was this kind of person doing at Feilai Temple? Was he really here to enjoy the rain?
"Donor, this is a temple, there is no meat or wine!"
The monk who served the dish quickly said: "The temple only serves vegetarian dishes. If you are not satisfied, I can go and change some."
"No?
fart!"
The swordsman spat, then pulled out a dead naginata chicken from under the table and threw it in front of the monk: "Isn't it here now? Make it for me right away."
The monks in the hall were so frightened that they turned pale and confessed their sins. Seeing this, the swordsman couldn't help laughing, and his two companions also laughed.
"It's too much. Master, why don't you just ignore it?"
Xiao Xiuer was filled with anger and was about to stand up as she spoke.
The swordsman heard Xiao Xiuer's words, couldn't help but turn around and took half a step, walked to Xiao Xiuer, and said with a cold smile: "Hey, there are still people who want to meddle in other people's business, I just want to ask, how do you want to interfere?
"
"If you want to drink and eat meat, you don't go to the tavern down the mountain."
Xiao Xiuer was not afraid. On the contrary, she stepped forward and shouted confidently: "Why are you trying to show off your authority to a young monk in a temple? You are a martial arts hero. You look no different from the gangsters on the street!"
Several Jianghu people were stunned by Xiao Xiuer's words. The swordsman and his companions looked at each other and suddenly realized that they had been taught a lesson by the little girl. They suddenly became angry and raised their swords towards Xiao Xiuer: "Little girl,
Are you tired of living? How dare you teach me a lesson."
Xiao Xiuer turned to look at Xia Leng, feeling a little scared, but she didn't show it.
The swordsman also turned his attention to Xia Leng, looked up and down, and found that he was just a teenage boy. He couldn't help but mocked: "Brother from a rich family?
Just the three of you, are you going to imitate others and go out to make your way in the world?
It’s really hilarious.”
"Put the knife down."
Xia Leng said calmly.
The swordsman not only did not put it down, but instead raised the knife horizontally, pointed at Xia and sneered: "Boy, you have just left home. You have never seen blood. Today I will teach you what is dangerous in the world."
"Stop talking nonsense, a young man like this will definitely wet his pants if he sees blood."
"I have so much time to do in the temple, so I might as well play with them first."
"Why don't we just kill someone for fun? These two little girls are quite tender... ah!"
The people who were owed a lot of money each received a slap in the face first, which made their mouths crooked.
"If you can't speak, then shut up."
Xia Leng's figure flashed and stood in front of the swordsman: "Also, once I see you, I won't use the knife, and don't insult the knife."
The swordsman reacted, raised his knife and slashed at Xia Leng: "If you say I don't know how to use a knife, then I will chop you to death first."
The knife is very fast, but unfortunately it is useless.
Xia Leng stretched out the index and middle fingers of his right hand, pinched it lightly, and clamped the blade firmly.
"Let, let go!"
The swordsman desperately tried to take the knife back, but the blade didn't move at all. "Let me go."
Xia Leng casually crushed the knife into pieces, and then kicked the swordsman out of the dining hall.
Upon seeing this, several other Jianghu people immediately drew their weapons and launched a siege against Xia Leng. It seemed that this posture was completely determined to fight to the death.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
"You have to abide by the rules wherever you go. It's okay if you don't want to abide by the rules. Then you have to have the ability to not abide by the rules."
Xia Leng directly threw all these people out of the dining hall: "But you have no such ability. You are just bullying the weak and acting mischievously."
"Boy, if you have the guts to sign up, we Yunzhou Three Monsters will never let you go."
The swordsman was unwilling and still yelling.
Xia Leng looked down on these people more and more, and just said coldly: "You are not worthy of knowing my name, so get out."
Those Jianghu people looked at each other, probably feeling that together they were no match for Xia Leng, so they had no choice but to say a few harsh words and leave with a curse.
"Thank you to the benefactor for rescuing us."
The monks in the hall thanked Xia Leng one after another.
Xia Leng waved his hand, not taking it seriously.
The monks thanked them again, then picked up the dead chickens that the charlatans had thrown on the ground, and walked out of the hall tremblingly.
"Huh?"
Xia Leng discovered that something was wrong. The dead chicken had actually been slightly processed. Most of the hair on its body had been plucked out, and its blood and flesh had also been roughly cleaned. It seemed that those people were not here to mock Zhai.
The monk in the hall really wanted to eat.
If this is the case, then the smell of blood he smelled before coming in was not coming from the dead chicken.
"Sir, you just took advantage of those bad guys too much. You should let them apologize to the young monks first, and then spank them."
Xiao Xiuer was still aggrieved.
Feng Tianling actually thinks this is good.
Xia Leng looked at the dining hall, then at the monks, and asked in a low voice: "Did you smell anything strange when you came in just now?"
"The aroma of vegetarian food."
Xiao Xiuer replied without thinking, and then she came to her senses: "It seems there is nothing strange about this. What is it you want to ask, Master?"
"I seem to have smelled it."
Feng Tianling's expression changed slightly and she whispered: "It smells of blood."
Xiao Xiuer said disapprovingly: "Didn't those people bring a dead chicken just now? It must be the smell of blood from that chicken."
"no."
Feng Tianling whispered: "It's the smell of human blood."
Xiao Xiuer was stunned for a moment, then she was so frightened that she trembled all over: "Little Ling'er, don't scare me."
"You smelled it too?"
Xia Leng glanced at Feng Tianling in surprise, and then thought: "Oh, you seemed to have said that you are sensitive to smells, so can you smell where it comes from?"
Feng Tianling replied: "Only those people just now."
"That's no surprise."
Xiao Xiuer said casually: "People like them are very brave and fierce. Maybe they left some wounds during the fight."
There is nothing wrong with this. As a person in the martial arts world, injuries are common, so there is really nothing to say.
Xia Leng still felt something was wrong in her heart, but she didn't say it in front of the two little girls. She decided to discuss it with Ji Jiu in the evening.
After finishing the fast meal, Xia Leng and the others were not in the mood to hang out anymore, but went back to the room together.
Xia Leng was waiting for Ji Jiu to come back, but unfortunately he never did, and instead waited for Kong Qingsong.
"It's almost time, Mr. Leng, let's go to Lingyunting together. It's an excellent place to enjoy the rain."
Kong Qingsong knocked on Xia Leng's door and said with a smile.
"Okay, Mr. Lao Kong invites you."
Xia Leng didn't say anything more and went out with Kong Qingsong.
Xiao Xiuer may be a little depressed because she just finished eating. Now she is just full of sleepiness and doesn't want to go anywhere.
As for Feng Tianling, she was from Yunzhou and had no interest in the rain scene, so she chose to go to bed early with Xiao Xiuer.
Kong Qingsong suddenly pretended to ask accidentally: "Mr. Leng, where is your bodyguard? Why is he nowhere to be seen?"
"He is used to being idle. He is probably looking for a drink somewhere."
Xia Leng replied casually.
"Oh, that's it."
Kong Qingsong laughed and whispered: "Master Leng is too outspoken. If you want wine and meat, you can tell Kong in private. Although the temple has clear rules and precepts, they are not used to restrain people like us. As long as there is no fanfare, that's it." ."
Xia Leng also laughed, but said nothing.
"There was a small incident at the back of Feilai Temple just now. I wonder if Mr. Leng knows about it?"
After walking for a while, Kong Qingsong suddenly brought up another topic.
"What's up?"
Xia Leng really didn't know.
Kong Qingsong frowned slightly: "Three Jianghu people were killed in the dense forest at the back of the mountain. They died in a miserable state. They seemed to have been penetrated by some hidden weapon."
"Um?"
The first thing Xia Leng thought of was the people making trouble in the dining hall.
Kong Qingsong thought that Xia Leng was interested, and then said: "It is somewhat similar to the legendary pear blossom needle during heavy rain."
"There are also heavy rain pear blossom needles here?"
Xia Leng asked a little strangely.
"Haha, Mr. Leng, maybe he thinks that the rainstorm pear blossom needle is unique to a certain place?"
Kong Qingsong said with a smile.
Xia Leng always thought that the Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle was a figment of some martial arts novelists on Earth. Unexpectedly, he heard this word again in Xianyun Continent: "Are you sure it is the Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle?"
"Not sure."
Kong Qingsong shook his head, "Because only dense needle holes were found on them, but not even half a needle."
Xia Leng asked again: "Do you know who killed them?"
"I don't know either."
Kong Qingsong shook his head again, then looked at Xia Leng: "I just heard that Mr. Leng seemed to have had a conflict with them in the dining hall at night?"
Xia Leng couldn't help but laugh: "You think I did it?"
"That's not true."
Kong Qingsong stared at Xia Leng for a few seconds, and finally shook his head: "I just feel that something is strange, and I want to remind Mr. Leng to be careful."
"Thanks for the reminder."
Xia Leng thanked absentmindedly.
Kong Qingsong suddenly laughed and said to Xia Leng: "Actually, there is a rather interesting strange story in this temple in Beiyun County. Have you heard of it, Mr. Leng?"
Xia Leng shook his head.
"I heard that this temple is the gathering place for the ghosts of the entire Beiyun County. They gather here every half of July to seek the help of eminent monks to help them escape."
Kong Qingsong said teasingly: "Do you think those souls who died in the back mountain are still wandering in the temple?"
At this time, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the air was filled with water vapor, making the entire Feilai Temple seem like it was immersed in the misty clouds, like a fairyland.
Xia Leng had indeed never seen this kind of rain on earth. The raindrops were like jade, falling from the sky, and then fell to the ground, breaking into powder on the ground.
Those raindrops and powder are blown up by the breeze, one by one, floating as if they are alive, and they will retreat when they see people.
At this time, in the rain and mist, a shadow of a knife cut through layers of water vapor and stabbed Xia Leng quickly and silently.