Chapter 494: 494
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"I'm wrong, don't fight, don't fight, alas, don't fight in the face!"
Guo Shiguang was indeed a smart man. When eight bald heads surrounded him, he didn't even take out his weapons and almost surrendered directly.
It's no good not to surrender. He can't fight at all. He's not even an opponent in the formation of four bald heads, let alone eight monks. Since you can't fight, why fight back? If you fight back at that time, you won't be beaten worse. That's really bad luck.
Therefore, Guo Shiguang thought that surrender was a good choice, and he immediately implemented the idea, holding his hands high empty, indicating that he had surrendered.
However, Li Luoyang didn't let Guo Shiguang go because he surrendered. When Wu San and others didn't know what to do around Guo Shiguang, who held his hands high, Li Luoyang sighed, "Wu San, think about how many innocent people this guy killed at the gate of the Yamen? I just promised to let him live a few more days, but I didn't say not to beat him!"
"I see, brothers, do it and hammer him!"
"You are shameless!"
Guo Shiguang uttered a scream and was immediately submerged by 16 fists.
"I wish I had a cigarette at this time." Li Luoyang put his shoulder against the wall, his right foot overlapped behind his left foot, and the whole person stood there obliquely. He looked like a bad big or small, but he always felt that he was missing something. Finally, he thought of missing a Taoist instrument.
"Master, do you want a stick of incense? If there is incense, there is smoke."
"I'm not a Bodhisattva. What do you want incense for? Smoke, smoke, do you understand?"
"Then, disciple, go and find you a cigarette gun?"
A young man leaned against the wall and looked at the dog leg hammering people. Well, the painting style in the first half was no problem, but if he held a cigarette gun, a long, and a bright brass cigarette pot in his hand, the painting style would be a little spicy.
"Hammer to death!"
Li Luoyang stares at Xiao Si'er, who destroys the painting style, and asks the empress to spread all her anger on Guo Shiguang. The poor Flying Leopard General of the holy religion was stunned by the 16 fists with eight bald heads, such as Wu San, and was hammered into a dog. The drowning dog and the mangy skin dog could not distinguish five features on one face. Even Li Luoyang was very surprised to see the final result.
"Comfortable!"
"Isn't it?"
"Tut Tut, you see, my hands are red."
"I'm sweating all over. Have fun!"
"Young master Li is a good man."
"Yes, there are few such opportunities!"
"Next time you have such a chance, you should let me order."
Listening to Wu San's bald talk, and then looking at Guo Shiguang, who was curled up on the ground and could hardly stand up and could only hum, Li Luoyang suddenly felt that he was too cruel. Why did he let these eight mixed world demons out? Don't you all live in temples? Why can't those who eat fast and chant Buddhism resolve the hostility in your hearts?
His eyes swept the eight bald heads with great interest, and Li Luoyang gave Guo Shiguang a long sigh in his heart.
"You're out of luck."
"Drag him to the Yamen. Forget it, drag him home."
"OK, childe Li, shall we look for someone later?"
"Look!"
Looking at the expression of several bald heads, Li Luoyang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then said loudly, "there are no good people in Manichaeism. You're right!"
This is not only praising Wu San's bald head, but also strengthening his confidence.
However, when Li Luoyang looked at Guo Shiguang, who was carried up and thrown on a monk's shoulder, he couldn't help but draw again: won't this goods be killed?
"Don't worry, childe. Hammering people is a skill. Our brothers have practiced it specially. Although he is beaten like a dead dog, he can't die. Just lie down for a month or two and won't leave any internal injuries."
"A month or two? Is it too cruel?"
"Not cruel! In the past, there was a Taoist temple not far from our temple. Those Taoist thieves hated it and often came to find fault. Later, I couldn't help but fight with them. Slowly, my brothers learned this Kung Fu. Hammering people will never hurt people. Just lie down for a month or two."
"What about the later Taoist temple?" Li Luoyang thought and asked carefully.
"Oh, the Taoists beat them for two or three years without fighting, and they all ran away. Later, the Taoist temple was demolished and built into a shop, a meat shop."
"Without beating? For two or three years?" Li Luoyang felt a chill. If NIMA is beaten once, she will lie down for a month or two. Although she won't leave internal injuries after she gets up, it's hard to lie down for a month or two. She can last for two or three years. It's already very powerful. If it's Li Luoyang, either walk early or burn your fake monk's nest while the moon is dark and the wind is high!
"So you are such monks. Why don't you report to the official at the Taoist temple?"
"Yes, but the Yamen doesn't care. They say that as long as there are no dead people, this is the matter between us. They don't care." Wu San spread out his hands and said he was helpless. However, this is quite in line with Wu Zhou's attitude towards sects. In short, it doesn't support or oppose. As long as you don't do anything, the imperial government will ignore it.
Of course, killing people is not enough. It doesn't mean that the government should stand up and uphold justice for a religion. The main reason is that the influence of dead people is bad, which will make people feel that the Yamen is not doing anything.
Well, such a yamen, Li Luoyang, feels very good.
"Eh, you brought a dead dog back to improve your food at night?"
I wish the old man sat at the door as usual. Seeing Guo Shiguang being carried back, I couldn't help asking. He said he was a dead dog, but he forgot that in Li Luoyang's view, it was not much different from a watchdog.
"What does the old man say? It's a man."
"Ah? It's a person? I may be dazed, but you beat people like this. How much does he owe you?" old man Zhu narrowed his eyes, stood up, grabbed Guo Shiguang's hair, dragged him up and looked at Guo Shiguang's pig head and face, shaking his head.
"I don't owe you money. He's a Manichaeist. General Guo Shiguang, the Flying Leopard, is there a place to close it? I don't trust him to put it in the Yamen's cell?"
"Ah! Flying Leopard general? Tut Tut, a famous and lucky big man, it's not easy. It's not easy to be beaten like this. But I don't have a place to hold people here. Can I have a pigsty?"
Although Guo Shiguang was beaten and swollen, he didn't faint. This is also the most powerful part of the Wu family's bald head. 206 bones seem to be broken, but his brain is still clear. It's really hard to live like this. It's very hard to live.
The body hurts and an old man pulls his hair. Guo Shiguang feels that he has never been so cowardly in his life. Now he has to put him in a pigsty?
Who can't bear it!
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"I'm wrong, don't fight, don't fight, alas, don't fight in the face!"
Guo Shiguang was indeed a smart man. When eight bald heads surrounded him, he didn't even take out his weapons and almost surrendered directly.
It's no good not to surrender. He can't fight at all. He's not even an opponent in the formation of four bald heads, let alone eight monks. Since you can't fight, why fight back? If you fight back at that time, you won't be beaten worse. That's really bad luck.
Therefore, Guo Shiguang thought that surrender was a good choice, and he immediately implemented the idea, holding his hands high empty, indicating that he had surrendered.
However, Li Luoyang didn't let Guo Shiguang go because he surrendered. When Wu San and others didn't know what to do around Guo Shiguang, who held his hands high, Li Luoyang sighed, "Wu San, think about how many innocent people this guy killed at the gate of the Yamen? I just promised to let him live a few more days, but I didn't say not to beat him!"
"I see, brothers, do it and hammer him!"
"You are shameless!"
Guo Shiguang uttered a scream and was immediately submerged by 16 fists.
"I wish I had a cigarette at this time." Li Luoyang put his shoulder against the wall, his right foot overlapped behind his left foot, and the whole person stood there obliquely. He looked like a bad big or small, but he always felt that he was missing something. Finally, he thought of missing a Taoist instrument.
"Master, do you want a stick of incense? If there is incense, there is smoke."
"I'm not a Bodhisattva. What do you want incense for? Smoke, smoke, do you understand?"
"Then, disciple, go and find you a cigarette gun?"
A young man leaned against the wall and looked at the dog leg hammering people. Well, the painting style in the first half was no problem, but if he held a cigarette gun, a long, and a bright brass cigarette pot in his hand, the painting style would be a little spicy.
"Hammer to death!"
Li Luoyang stares at Xiao Si'er, who destroys the painting style, and asks the empress to spread all her anger on Guo Shiguang. The poor Flying Leopard General of the holy religion was stunned by the 16 fists with eight bald heads, such as Wu San, and was hammered into a dog. The drowning dog and the mangy skin dog could not distinguish five features on one face. Even Li Luoyang was very surprised to see the final result.
"Comfortable!"
"Isn't it?"
"Tut Tut, you see, my hands are red."
"I'm sweating all over. Have fun!"
"Young master Li is a good man."
"Yes, there are few such opportunities!"
"Next time you have such a chance, you should let me order."
Listening to Wu San's bald talk, and then looking at Guo Shiguang, who was curled up on the ground and could hardly stand up and could only hum, Li Luoyang suddenly felt that he was too cruel. Why did he let these eight mixed world demons out? Don't you all live in temples? Why can't those who eat fast and chant Buddhism resolve the hostility in your hearts?
His eyes swept the eight bald heads with great interest, and Li Luoyang gave Guo Shiguang a long sigh in his heart.
"You're out of luck."
"Drag him to the Yamen. Forget it, drag him home."
"OK, childe Li, shall we look for someone later?"
"Look!"
Looking at the expression of several bald heads, Li Luoyang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then said loudly, "there are no good people in Manichaeism. You're right!"
This is not only praising Wu San's bald head, but also strengthening his confidence.
However, when Li Luoyang looked at Guo Shiguang, who was carried up and thrown on a monk's shoulder, he couldn't help but draw again: won't this goods be killed?
"Don't worry, childe. Hammering people is a skill. Our brothers have practiced it specially. Although he is beaten like a dead dog, he can't die. Just lie down for a month or two and won't leave any internal injuries."
"A month or two? Is it too cruel?"
"Not cruel! In the past, there was a Taoist temple not far from our temple. Those Taoist thieves hated it and often came to find fault. Later, I couldn't help but fight with them. Slowly, my brothers learned this Kung Fu. Hammering people will never hurt people. Just lie down for a month or two."
"What about the later Taoist temple?" Li Luoyang thought and asked carefully.
"Oh, the Taoists beat them for two or three years without fighting, and they all ran away. Later, the Taoist temple was demolished and built into a shop, a meat shop."
"Without beating? For two or three years?" Li Luoyang felt a chill. If NIMA is beaten once, she will lie down for a month or two. Although she won't leave internal injuries after she gets up, it's hard to lie down for a month or two. She can last for two or three years. It's already very powerful. If it's Li Luoyang, either walk early or burn your fake monk's nest while the moon is dark and the wind is high!
"So you are such monks. Why don't you report to the official at the Taoist temple?"
"Yes, but the Yamen doesn't care. They say that as long as there are no dead people, this is the matter between us. They don't care." Wu San spread out his hands and said he was helpless. However, this is quite in line with Wu Zhou's attitude towards sects. In short, it doesn't support or oppose. As long as you don't do anything, the imperial government will ignore it.
Of course, killing people is not enough. It doesn't mean that the government should stand up and uphold justice for a religion. The main reason is that the influence of dead people is bad, which will make people feel that the Yamen is not doing anything.
Well, such a yamen, Li Luoyang, feels very good.
"Eh, you brought a dead dog back to improve your food at night?"
I wish the old man sat at the door as usual. Seeing Guo Shiguang being carried back, I couldn't help asking. He said he was a dead dog, but he forgot that in Li Luoyang's view, it was not much different from a watchdog.
"What does the old man say? It's a man."
"Ah? It's a person? I may be dazed, but you beat people like this. How much does he owe you?" old man Zhu narrowed his eyes, stood up, grabbed Guo Shiguang's hair, dragged him up and looked at Guo Shiguang's pig head and face, shaking his head.
"I don't owe you money. He's a Manichaeist. General Guo Shiguang, the Flying Leopard, is there a place to close it? I don't trust him to put it in the Yamen's cell?"
"Ah! Flying Leopard general? Tut Tut, a famous and lucky big man, it's not easy. It's not easy to be beaten like this. But I don't have a place to hold people here. Can I have a pigsty?"
Although Guo Shiguang was beaten and swollen, he didn't faint. This is also the most powerful part of the Wu family's bald head. 206 bones seem to be broken, but his brain is still clear. It's really hard to live like this. It's very hard to live.
The body hurts and an old man pulls his hair. Guo Shiguang feels that he has never been so cowardly in his life. Now he has to put him in a pigsty?
Who can't bear it!
"I'm wrong, don't fight, don't fight, alas, don't fight in the face!"Guo Shiguang was indeed a smart man. When eight bald heads surrounded him, he didn't even take out his weapons and almost surrendered directly.It's no good not to surrender. He can't fight at all. He's not even an opponent in the formation of four bald heads, let alone eight monks. Since you can't fight, why fight back? If you fight back at that time, you won't be beaten worse. That's really bad luck.Therefore, Guo Shiguang thought that surrender was a good choice, and he immediately implemented the idea, holding his hands high empty, indicating that he had surrendered.However, Li Luoyang didn't let Guo Shiguang go because he surrendered. When Wu San and others didn't know what to do around Guo Shiguang, who held his hands high, Li Luoyang sighed, "Wu San, think about how many innocent people this guy killed at the gate of the Yamen? I just promised to let him live a few more days, but I didn't say not to beat him!""I see, brothers, do it and hammer him!""You are shameless!"Guo Shiguang uttered a scream and was immediately submerged by 16 fists."I wish I had a cigarette at this time." Li Luoyang put his shoulder against the wall, his right foot overlapped behind his left foot, and the whole person stood there obliquely. He looked like a bad big or small, but he always felt that he was missing something. Finally, he thought of missing a Taoist instrument."Master, do you want a stick of incense? If there is incense, there is smoke.""I'm not a Bodhisattva. What do you want incense for? Smoke, smoke, do you understand?""Then, disciple, go and find you a cigarette gun?"A young man leaned against the wall and looked at the dog leg hammering people. Well, the painting style in the first half was no problem, but if he held a cigarette gun, a long, and a bright brass cigarette pot in his hand, the painting style would be a little spicy."Hammer to death!"Li Luoyang stares at Xiao Si'er, who destroys the painting style, and asks the empress to spread all her anger on Guo Shiguang. The poor Flying Leopard General of the holy religion was stunned by the 16 fists with eight bald heads, such as Wu San, and was hammered into a dog. The drowning dog and the mangy skin dog could not distinguish five features on one face. Even Li Luoyang was very surprised to see the final result."Comfortable!""Isn't it?""Tut Tut, you see, my hands are red.""I'm sweating all over. Have fun!""Young master Li is a good man.""Yes, there are few such opportunities!""Next time you have such a chance, you should let me order."Listening to Wu San's bald talk, and then looking at Guo Shiguang, who was curled up on the ground and could hardly stand up and could only hum, Li Luoyang suddenly felt that he was too cruel. Why did he let these eight mixed world demons out? Don't you all live in temples? Why can't those who eat fast and chant Buddhism resolve the hostility in your hearts?His eyes swept the eight bald heads with great interest, and Li Luoyang gave Guo Shiguang a long sigh in his heart."You're out of luck.""Drag him to the Yamen. Forget it, drag him home.""OK, childe Li, shall we look for someone later?""Look!"Looking at the expression of several bald heads, Li Luoyang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then said loudly, "there are no good people in Manichaeism. You're right!"This is not only praising Wu San's bald head, but also strengthening his confidence.However, when Li Luoyang looked at Guo Shiguang, who was carried up and thrown on a monk's shoulder, he couldn't help but draw again: won't this goods be killed?"Don't worry, childe. Hammering people is a skill. Our brothers have practiced it specially. Although he is beaten like a dead dog, he can't die. Just lie down for a month or two and won't leave any internal injuries.""A month or two? Is it too cruel?""Not cruel! In the past, there was a Taoist temple not far from our temple. Those Taoist thieves hated it and often came to find fault. Later, I couldn't help but fight with them. Slowly, my brothers learned this Kung Fu. Hammering people will never hurt people. Just lie down for a month or two.""What about the later Taoist temple?" Li Luoyang thought and asked carefully."Oh, the Taoists beat them for two or three years without fighting, and they all ran away. Later, the Taoist temple was demolished and built into a shop, a meat shop.""Without beating? For two or three years?" Li Luoyang felt a chill. If NIMA is beaten once, she will lie down for a month or two. Although she won't leave internal injuries after she gets up, it's hard to lie down for a month or two. She can last for two or three years. It's already very powerful. If it's Li Luoyang, either walk early or burn your fake monk's nest while the moon is dark and the wind is high!"So you are such monks. Why don't you report to the official at the Taoist temple?""Yes, but the Yamen doesn't care. They say that as long as there are no dead people, this is the matter between us. They don't care." Wu San spread out his hands and said he was helpless. However, this is quite in line with Wu Zhou's attitude towards sects. In short, it doesn't support or oppose. As long as you don't do anything, the imperial government will ignore it.Of course, killing people is not enough. It doesn't mean that the government should stand up and uphold justice for a religion. The main reason is that the influence of dead people is bad, which will make people feel that the Yamen is not doing anything.Well, such a yamen, Li Luoyang, feels very good."Eh, you brought a dead dog back to improve your food at night?"I wish the old man sat at the door as usual. Seeing Guo Shiguang being carried back, I couldn't help asking. He said he was a dead dog, but he forgot that in Li Luoyang's view, it was not much different from a watchdog."What does the old man say? It's a man.""Ah? It's a person? I may be dazed, but you beat people like this. How much does he owe you?" old man Zhu narrowed his eyes, stood up, grabbed Guo Shiguang's hair, dragged him up and looked at Guo Shiguang's pig head and face, shaking his head."I don't owe you money. He's a Manichaeist. General Guo Shiguang, the Flying Leopard, is there a place to close it? I don't trust him to put it in the Yamen's cell?""Ah! Flying Leopard general? Tut Tut, a famous and lucky big man, it's not easy. It's not easy to be beaten like this. But I don't have a place to hold people here. Can I have a pigsty?"Although Guo Shiguang was beaten and swollen, he didn't faint. This is also the most powerful part of the Wu family's bald head. 206 bones seem to be broken, but his brain is still clear. It's really hard to live like this. It's very hard to live.The body hurts and an old man pulls his hair. Guo Shiguang feels that he has never been so cowardly in his life. Now he has to put him in a pigsty?Who can't bear it!
