General Yu Ling

The two waited in the wing room for a while, and the old monk finally came in.

Nie Wucheng stepped forward and put the soft sword directly on his neck, "Old bald donkey, we have been waiting for you for a long time."

The old monk chanted "Amitabha", with a smile on his face as usual, as if he didn't feel the knife on his neck, "I don't know what worries the benefactor has."

While holding the knife, Nie Wucheng took out an almond and ate it, "It is said that monks are not allowed to touch women, have you touched them?" This sounds like the wrong thing to say.

The old monk lowered his eyes, "Form is emptiness, and emptiness is form, but the beauty is withered bones, and the skin in the painting is nothing more than time flies, and the heart is like dust. Why should the benefactor worry about it?"

"Since you can't touch a woman, I'll cut off the thing under your body for you. When you sit in meditation and ascend to heaven, and when you are in front of the true Buddha, people ask you if you have been contaminated by the world of mortals, you can say, I am wholeheartedly devoted to the Tao, even Your lifeline is gone, the True Buddha is not allowed to praise you." Nie Wucheng raised the corners of his lips slightly.

"Almsgiver, the Buddha faces yang and not yin. Although he is not tainted with lust, he must still be a man." The old monk replied indifferently.

"Hehe, after all, it's not that you can't bear it, but it's a pity that you can't bear it." Nie Wucheng turned the handle of the knife, knocked out the old monk, and kicked him.

"This old thing is chattering and chattering."

Shao Yu pulled him over, "General, it's not sure yet, don't hurt him, let's take him away quickly."

Nie Wucheng rummaged through the box and found a hemp rope, and tied up the old monk firmly, "My people are already waiting at the back door, Shao Yu, you go first, be careful."

"Okay, General." Shao Yu ran away along the way.

Nie Wucheng grabbed the old monk's clothes by the nape of his neck, carried him like a chicken, and quietly walked through the window to the back door.

There was already a carriage at the back door, Nie Wucheng stretched out his hand and threw the old monk onto it, and then sat on it himself. His subordinates supported the horses in front, and the group left Jinguang Temple quickly.

After everyone went back, Nie Wucheng personally took the old monk to the secret room, and waited for him to wake up. Shao Yu wanted to come in together, but Nie Wucheng pushed him out, saying that he should not stain his eyes.

The old monk finally woke up slowly, he was at a loss for a moment, and after seeing Nie Wucheng, he resumed his nagging appearance, "Benefactor, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, it's the end of the road."

Nie Wucheng snorted coldly, "Do you think I'm joking when I say I'm going to cut off your lower root? See if I'm joking."

The old monk was locked on the torture bed at this moment, unable to move, he couldn't help being a little nervous, with fine cold sweat oozing from his forehead, "Benefactor, what are you doing?"

"Naturally because of good things." Nie Wucheng took out a refined steel knife, and brought a small ice bag from the side, shaking it in front of the old monk.

"See, it's time to apply it to your lifeblood, to relieve pain and suffer less."

The old monk panicked completely, "Benefactor, what is the reason?"

"You don't need to know." Nie Wucheng reached out to pick up the old monk's pants.

"Benefactor, benefactor! Whatever you want to know, I will tell you everything!"

Nie Wucheng paused, "But I heard that you met a woman recently, who is it, tell me."

The old monk was stunned, "This..."

"Okay, let's not talk about pulling down." Nie Wucheng continued his movements.

"I said I said! That day a woman from Fanyue Pavilion did come to me..."

"What are you looking for?" Nie Wucheng asked indifferently.

"... She asked me to add some yam to a pilgrim's sachet..." The old monk replied tremblingly.

"Do you still remember her appearance and voice?" Nie Wucheng continued to ask.

"Her, her voice is as dry as a dead well, hoarse, and wearing a black cloak, she can't see her face."

"She told you to do what you want? So obedient." Nie Wucheng smiled.

"...She threatened me with someone from the top floor of Zangshu Pavilion, and if she said she would not do it, she would release him. I had no choice but to obey her. It was a sin. Please forgive me, the benefactor." The old monk begged Looking at Nie Wucheng.

"You might see her figure?"

"...I can see some."

"That's good." Nie Wucheng dragged the old monk up, walked out of the secret room, pulled all the way from the small back door to behind the screen in the main hall, Nie Wucheng pointed to Yun Sheng who was sitting in the hall.

"But that's the case?"

The old monk narrowed his eyes, "Like, very like, but just like, not her."

"Really? This is interesting, let's go back." Nie Wucheng brought the old monk back to the secret room again.

"Benefactor, you have to let me go..."

Nie Wucheng didn't speak, and put a piece of paper in front of him, with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and a small seal beside it.

"Write, write about your tampering in the sachet, write it down word by word, everything without missing a word, and then give me a fingerprint, after you write it, show me it again, and let you go if you write it well. If you don’t write well, don’t think about leaving, hurry up.” Nie Wucheng sat down on the chair next to him, full of gangster anger.

The old monk had a bitter look on his face and sighed. He had no choice but to pick up his pen and write.

It took me a while to finish writing.Nie Wucheng took it over and looked at it carefully, nodded in satisfaction, waved his hand, and a hidden guard walked out beside him.

"Send him back and let him come up with an excuse for himself, and if he says anything, cut off his tongue."

The old monk smiled wryly, "Donor, I won't say anything."

"I know you won't say, take him away."

Then Nie Wucheng returned to the wing with the confession. He handed the confession to Shao Yu. Shao Yu took it over and looked at it, "General, you didn't do anything to him, did you?"

Nie Wucheng shook his head resolutely, "I didn't, that old bald donkey is also reasonable, I said a few soft words, and he wrote it himself."

Shao Yu smiled helplessly and shook his head, apparently in disbelief, and didn't ask any more questions.

"General, why do you think someone wants to get rid of me? I don't have any identity and background, except what I can do." Shao Yu was still very puzzled by this matter.

"I think it's because of me. The people behind the scenes think you and I are too close, and the relationship may not be simple, so they just want to get rid of you first and then hurry up. And to be honest, I don't think that Yun Sheng is trustworthy. She It's weird, you have to be careful."

Shao Yu nodded, "I know. The reason why I said that I had nightmares and went to Jinguang Temple to ask for a prescription was because of Yun Sheng. She asked me to go, but she told me that because she was new to Nie's mansion, if she let Madam know that she was not mentally well, she would definitely think that Nie's mansion didn't take good care of her, so she asked me to say that I was having a nightmare .”

"If there is really a problem with this Yunsheng, then I won't be merciful." Nie Wucheng reminded Shao Yu.

Shao Yu nodded, "I know, General, if there is a real problem, I will never indulge her."