The coroner and the concubine doctor pursue the murderer in the Dali Temple

Xiao Mubei and Heimu Zihan chased to the ridge together, just in time to see Shan Ruoheng and his wife lying on the ground, not knowing how they had fainted. A monk was sorting a long rope, and when he heard the noise, he immediately raised his head with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Who are you?" The monk stepped forward and stood beside Shan Ruoheng.

"What do you want to do? Let them go." Xiao Mubei was still ten steps away from the monk. He didn't dare to move forward, for fear that the monk would kick Shan Ruoheng off the mountain.

"Stop meddling in other people's business." Although the monk looked young, he was quite aggressive and did not have the kindness of a monk at all.

Xiao Mubei glanced at the ridge behind the monk. This was the place where one could go down into the cave. He wondered if anyone had already gone down. If someone had gone down and found that the corpses below were gone, they would definitely come up again. He didn't know how good their martial arts were, so it would be best to deal with them one by one to ensure that there would be no mistakes.

Xiao Mubei said, "We are from the Dali Temple. We already know that you have killed innocent people. You are a monk, so you should know the truth of returning to the right path. You can't escape now. Let them go and come back to the Dali Temple with me. I can let you suffer less."

When the monk heard the name Dali Temple, a panicked look instantly appeared on his face, and he shouted, "You retreat, or I will kick them off the mountain immediately."

"If you kick them down the mountain, your fate today will only be death. Young master, you are also a monk. Don't you know how to be compassionate? Was there anyone who forced you to do this? Tell us. If you are not the mastermind, we will consider giving you a lighter punishment." Xiao Mubei coaxed him patiently.

The monk looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old. In Guanyin Temple, monks of his age were just ordinary disciples who usually just followed orders. Xiao Mubei felt that he was the same and there must be someone behind him.

The monk was indeed shaken by Xiao Mubei's words. He bit his lip, his eyes rolling around, as if he wanted to look down the cliff, but he didn't dare to look back. From his expression, Xiao Mubei understood that there must be someone down the cliff at this moment.

"Young master, don't be confused. You are still young. Do you want to spend your whole life in jail?" Xiao Mubei walked forward slowly, approaching the monk and Shan Ruoheng and his wife on the ground step by step.

"Don't come over, I...I..." The little monk was at a loss, not knowing what to do. At this moment, Heimu suddenly moved. He flew towards the little monk at a high speed, his five fingers forming claws, grabbing his shoulders.

The little monk's martial arts skills were mediocre. He was unable to dodge and screamed, and was caught by Hei Mu. Zi Han also flew over at this time, grabbed Yu Shanhu on the ground, and took her away from the edge of the cliff.

Xiao Mubei also tried to grab Shan Ruoheng, and when he was about to touch his clothes, a fierce palm wind came from the bottom of the cliff and went towards Xiao Mubei's face. The palm wind was extremely overbearing. If he was hit by it, he would be seriously injured if not killed. Xiao Mubei had no time to grab Shan Ruoheng and could only turn sideways to avoid the palm wind.

When the man missed his attack, he immediately changed his palm to a grab, picked up Shan Ruoheng from the ground and placed him in front of him. Shan Ruoheng's head drooped down limply, and he was completely unconscious.

Xiao Mubei turned around and saw that the one who grabbed Shan Ruoheng was also a monk, but this monk was middle-aged, with dark skin, a strong body, and high bulging temples on both sides. It was obvious that he was a master of internal martial arts.

"Release Shan Ruoheng." Xiao Mubei said in a deep voice.

The middle-aged monk put his fingers on Shan Ruoheng's neck and said, "Put Jingkong back first."

Jingkong should be the little monk's Buddhist name. Xiao Mubei looked at the little monk in Heimu's hands. He was trembling with fear at the moment, looking at the middle-aged monk with expectant eyes.

Xiao Mubei sighed and asked, "May I ask what your name is, Master?"

The monk didn't speak for a long while. Just when Xiao Mubei thought he wouldn't answer, he heard him say, "I am Shaokang."

"Master Shaokang, we have already found the corpses at the foot of the mountain. You just went down to take a look, and you should know that your deeds have been exposed. Now your only choice is to let go of Shan Ruoheng, come back with us, and confess your crimes in detail."

"What a joke, am I going back with you to die?" Shao Kang laughed sarcastically, and his men used force to say sternly: "Stop talking nonsense to me, release Jingkong, I can release this person, we will go our separate ways today, if you refuse to release Jingkong, I will throw this person off from here."

Shaokang took two steps back, then turned half of his body and placed Shan Ruoheng on the edge of the cliff. As long as he gave a slight push, Shan Ruoheng would fall off the cliff and become another dead soul in the world just like the other skeletons before him.

"Okay, I'll let him go, but you have to keep your promise and release Shan Ruoheng." Xiao Mubei hurriedly stopped him, fearing that he would push Shan Ruoheng down in a hurry.

"Monks do not tell lies." Shaokang said something that sounded very ironic at this moment.

Xiao Mubei waved his hand, and Heimu let go of Jingkong. Jingkong was still a little afraid to leave. He looked at Heimu timidly, then at Xiao Mubei, and then walked towards Shaokang.

Halfway through the walk, Xiao Mubei asked, "Can we let Shan Ruoheng go?"

Shaokang snorted coldly and waved his hand to push Shan Ruoheng towards Xiao Mubei. He used his internal force. Xiao Mubei did not dare to be careless and also used his internal force to resist for a while before he took Shan Ruoheng over.

Shaokang pushed Shan Ruoheng over, and the next moment he had pulled Jingkong over and jumped directly off the cliff. Heimu followed closely, but he was not familiar with the area below the cliff and did not dare to jump rashly. He looked up and saw Shaokang already falling down quickly with Jingkong like a big bird. His toes lightly touched the cliff wall to slow down the momentum of his fall, and then they fell again. After several times, Heimu could no longer see the two people.

He stamped his feet. It seemed that only two people could escape today.

Xiao Mubei put Shan Ruoheng on the ground and checked his breath. His breathing was normal and there were no injuries on his body. He would not wake up no matter how much he was shaken. No wonder Chu Yunxi said that the four corpses under the narrow sky fell to their deaths without knowing it. Even if he threw him down now, Shan Ruoheng would probably not wake up.

"Let's bring everyone down the mountain and let the princess see them." Xiao Mubei sighed helplessly, walked to the edge of the cliff and looked down. There was no trace of the two monks. But at least he saved two lives, and today's trip was not in vain. Now he knew the identities of the two monks. Next, he had to think carefully about how to find these two people.