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"What's going on in your head?"

"Can't you tell the difference?"

"We don't need you to worry about it! Get out of here!"

Hui Hai, who was also tied up, gritted his teeth.

They were all skin and bones, scarred and almost inhuman shape.

There was a thick layer of solidified blood next to his feet.

"Brother, I have decided." The young monk put away his distressed eyes and looked at the two monks who were performing the torture.

"You go and notify the host. I will wait here. The condition is that the host lets the three of us leave Yunhua Temple."

"wisdom!"

"Are you out of your mind?"

"Can't"

Facing the opposition of the two senior brothers, the young monk just pursed his lips tightly.

"Xiao Huixin, you made the most correct choice." A monk who was performing the torture stood up and smiled, "What use can the Rakshasa Order be in your hands?"

"You just let it go back to the host."

"The host will definitely not treat you badly."

He smiled and quickly walked out of the solitary room.

"Huixin, you."

Hui Jue and Hui Hai lowered their heads feebly. They did not blame Hui Xin, but were more angry and helpless.

The remaining monk stretched himself.

"It would be great if we figured it out earlier, so we wouldn't have to suffer so much. We are all brothers in the same temple. Do you think we are really going to do something about it? We feel uncomfortable every day."

"This is good, everyone is relieved."

He stood up, poured a cup of tea, and drank it himself.

"Hurry up and let go of my senior brother," the young monk said urgently.

"This will only happen if the abbot opens his mouth. Don't worry, they won't die! You have endured so many years in the past, why are you afraid of this for a while?"

The monk sat down with a cold expression.

"You will pay the price!" The little monk gritted his teeth.

"What?" He didn't hear clearly.

But the candlelight in the room suddenly flickered, and the temperature suddenly dropped a lot.

"Where does the wind come from?"

He held the candle with his hand and looked at the door doubtfully.

I couldn't see anything clearly, I just felt blurry in front of my eyes, then my neck hurt, and my whole body went limp.

When he fell to the ground, before his consciousness disappeared, he vaguely saw a strange figure.

"Brother!"

The little monk quickly closed the door, his face full of nervousness.

"Let's hurry!"

He rushed to the wooden frame, found a knife from the torture instruments on the side, and cut the ropes that tied the brothers with all his strength.

"Hui Jue, Hui Hai."

I helped the two scarred monks sit down.

"Donor Li, why are you here?"

The two of them were surprised, happy, and worried.

"Of course I'm here to save you!" I smiled.

"No, it's too risky! Take Hui Xin away quickly, and never hand over the Rakshasa Order, ahem. Give it to the host."

Huijue wanted to push us away, but he couldn't muster the strength.

"Stop talking, senior brother! Quick, I'll carry you on my back!" Huixin said, about to carry Huijue on her back.

"I'm not busy." I waved my hand, "We're just here, waiting for the host to come over."

"Ah?" The little monk was stunned.

"Escape is not a long-term solution, and you will be accused of being a traitor for stealing the Rakshasa order. Do you still think about the days when you were on the run and were stigmatized?"

"Of course we don't want to, but with the abbot here, there is no room for us in the temple."

"Then change the host, and you will be the host!"

"ah?"

Three pairs of eyes widened at the same time.

My expression was very calm, as if I was talking about something very relaxed.

"But, we"

"It can't be successful."

"No, no, no."

"I said you can do it!" I took out two rejuvenation pills, "Little monk, go pour two glasses of water for your senior brothers, and I will heal their injuries."

"well."

The young monk hurried away.

After Hui Jue and Hui Hai drank a cup of hot tea, I gave them the rejuvenation pills to take.

Their spirits finally improved.

"You just sit here and wait for the abbot to come over and hand over the position of abbot to you personally!"

"this"

"I know that Benefactor Li, you have a high level of cultivation and are resourceful. Even if you can succeed, how can we be so virtuous and capable?" Hui Jue said with a confused look on his face.

"Does that old monk who harbors evil intentions become capable?" I asked back, "Look at the injuries on your bodies and look at the ugly faces of your tormentors."

"Do you want to watch Yunhua Temple become more and more crooked under the leadership of this old monk?"

Hui Jue and Hui Hai fell silent immediately.

The little monk was so angry that he kicked the unconscious monk several times.

"Besides cultivation, the most important thing for a master of a sect is virtue."

"Does he have the old monk? His virtue has long been unworthy of his position!"

"When Jingkong does evil in the temple, can he really not control it?"

"Did he really not care at all about the death of Zen Master Taixu?"

"If you are sincerely doing good for Yunhua Temple, you should not let him continue to cause harm in the temple."

After some deception on my part, they were quickly convinced by me.

Especially the little monk.

"Yes, senior brother, it's okay for us to suffer a little, but we can't just watch Yunhua Temple deteriorate."

"You have been locked up for so long. You don't know what the current atmosphere is in the temple."

"Every day, everyone only thinks about how to win the favor of the host by being in such a high position. Who is really practicing in a serious way?"

"Is Yunhua Temple still the pure Buddhist place it used to be?"

Huihai couldn't believe it: "The temple has become like this?"

"Even so, the position of abbot will only be occupied by capable people, not necessarily us." Huijue sighed.

At this time, the sound of footsteps outside came along with the light.

"Here we come." The little monk suddenly became nervous and hid behind me.

"Xiao Huixin, I heard you figured it out."

The host, the old monk Jinghong, stepped through the door and his smile suddenly solidified.

"you."

His eyes swept over the fallen monk and me, and he immediately understood what was going on.

He glared coldly at the notifying monk, and his face immediately changed.

"You stole the Rakshasa Order. I am thinking of Zen Master Taixu's old feelings and want to give you a chance to confess." He said with a stern look.

"But instead of repenting, you have gone even worse, colluded with outsiders, and harmed fellow disciples!"

"What a disappointment!"

"Ha! Old monk, stop pretending!" I laughed contemptuously, "There are no outsiders here, so there's no point in pretending.'

"Sect Master Li, you are also the head of the Yunyin Sect, after all. Why are you colluding with the traitors in our temple? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at if word spreads about it?" Jinghong said with an old face.

"I'm afraid it's not me who's being laughed at, but you, a shameless old monk! For the sake of a Rakshasa order, you actually don't hesitate to torture and torture the disciples in the temple!"

"Actually, I don't quite understand. You are already in charge, Zen Master Taixu is dead, and Jingkong has become your scapegoat. Why don't you stop?"

"You! You are spitting blood!" Jinghong's expression suddenly changed.

"Quickly, capture him and the traitors together!"

"The reputation of Yunhua Temple cannot be tarnished!"

He waved his old hand, and a group of monks rushed in from behind him with long sticks.