The Second Volume of Water Margin

  Zeng Kui thought of this and led seven or eight soldiers to rush into the Fang Zhang room, looking for the bad luck of Da Yuan monk.

  Dahuan was woken up by the urge to urinate, closed his eyes and reached into the bed to feel for the powder head, wanting her to bring a chamber pot to serve him. However, the powder head and two young monks, Lengchen and Lengfan, were having a lively time in the next room, so how could Dahuan possibly reach them?

  "My beauty, where have you gone?" Dà Yuán Hé Shàng patted the empty space, opened his eyes and sat up, shook his head, and immediately heard various sounds coming from the abbot's quarters. Suddenly, Dà Yuán Hé Shàng had no desire to urinate at all, didn't even put on clothes, and hastily jumped out of bed.

  "How could you do such a thing behind my back!" Da Yuan was so angry that he couldn't speak, the Fahua Temple was full of bald heads from top to bottom, not a single woman, and the one shouting next door must be that powder head.

  Gritting his teeth, Da Yuan opened a wooden box in the corner of the secret room, pulled out a dagger and grasped it in his right hand. He quietly opened the door of the secret room and peeked outside. The courtesan was lying on her back with her eyes closed, humming to herself. Two little eunuchs were busy at work, sweating profusely, but no one noticed Da Yuan holding a dagger as he slipped out.

  That powder head has reached a beautiful place, and shouted in her mouth: "The two masters' Vajra Pestle are really fierce, let me die!"

  Even if the Buddha himself were to descend, he would have to do that Golden Vajra Anger! Dhyana Master Da Yuan heard this and could no longer hold back, raising his staff and shouting: "This time I will make you complete!"

  That nun heard the sound and was shocked, opening her eyes to see the big round monk staring at her with anger, a shiny knife falling down, she let out a sharp cry and was about to roll off the bed to avoid it, but unexpectedly in her haste, the golden pestle was clamped tightly, unable to be pulled out, the two were stuck together, how could they dodge?

  Liao Fan barely escaped in time, just as he was about to jump down and grab his clothes to flee. But that vicious nun had a poisonous heart, and instead of helping him, she pushed him with both hands, making Liao Fan the scapegoat. The knife came crashing down from her shoulder, straight into his lungs, almost cutting Liao Fan in half. Fresh blood splattered everywhere, blinding Da Yuan's eyes. The knife was stuck in the bone and couldn't be pulled out for a while, so Da Yuan had to let go and frantically grabbed a monk's robe from the ground to wipe it clean. When he opened his eyes again, everything was stained with blood.

  That nun was splashed with Fan's blood, panicked and suddenly exerted force to pull hard, almost breaking the Vajra pestle of dust. The little monk screamed in pain, and the two finally managed to separate. Wanting to escape out the door, they were blocked by Master Yuan and forced to kneel naked and beg for mercy.

  Dahuan monk has already killed one person, without any scruples, he went forward and exerted his strength to pull out the knife from the body of Fan's corpse, shaking off the blood stains with a swing of his hand. The knife tip pointed at Pao Tuo and He Deng: "You several have done a good deed!"

  He thought he had won the favor of the powder head, and deceived Da Yuan and Shang Cheng to achieve a good thing. Unexpectedly, it brought about a fatal disaster. Not to mention that Lede, who was fighting together just now, has already died. Xiaoshi was so scared that his soul left his body, and he knocked his bald head loudly: "Master! It's all because our skills are not deep enough, we were tempted and couldn't keep our nature! I hope Master can spare a life for Lede."

  The big monk sneered: "You even dare to touch my woman, your guts are too fat, don't you put this master in your eyes?"

  A powder head beside, trembling with fear on the ground, thinking of pushing everything onto the two little Sha monks, in order to save his own life. At this moment, hearing the tone of Da Yuan and the monk, a pleading voice came out: "Master, have mercy, I just came out for some fresh air, but was forced by these two little Sha monks to defile my body."

  Deng heard that his hands and feet were icy, only to realize that the saying "actors are ruthless and prostitutes are heartless" was true. Just as he was about to speak out in refutation, Da Yuan monk came up and kicked Deng to the ground with one foot. The knife fell, and the monk's knife descended vertically, inserting itself into Xia Shami's body. Xia Shami let out a groan and died.

  The nun thought the next one would be herself, and was so scared that her whole body felt like it had been sifted through a sieve, with goosebumps all over her arms. Just now she was playing happily with two little monks, but in an instant they became two corpses, and she didn't know how Master Da Yuan would kill her.

  At this moment of anxiety, Da Yuan and the monk shouted a Buddha's name, stretched out his hand to help up the trembling powder head, and said: "Sin!"

  That fatty's big round face was supported by the monk, and he knew his life was saved. Suddenly, he burst into tears like a pear blossom in the rain: "Dada, I know I was wrong..."

  The great monk Da Yuan's body was stained with the fresh blood of the two young monks, Dust and Fan. Yet, he assumed a Buddhist appearance, pointing at the two corpses and saying: "Look, I usually don't let you out, but you insisted on coming out. These two people are dead because of you. From now on, you will be plagued by guilt. How can this be good? Will you dare to disobey me again?"

  "Dada is a high-ranking monk who has attained the Tao, and his words are followed by the law. Later, Dada ordered the slave family not to come out, and the slave family did not come out." The powder head was trembling with fear and quickly flattered him.

  A few "da da" sounds, the big monk laughed loudly and hugged the powder head in his arms, pinched two handfuls on the round buttocks, and had a strong desire: "This is what it should be like, come, let Da Da use the super-large golden pestle to help you atone for your sins!"

  Two people were covered in blood, and Powder Head wanted to wash up a bit, but Big Round Monk didn't have the patience. He gave her a kiss, just about to hug and hold her tight, ready to go back to the secret room for another intense session. Suddenly, "Bang Bang" two loud noises sounded, and the door of the Abbot's quarters was kicked so hard it shook violently. Big Round Monk and Powder Head looked at each other, neither knowing what had happened.

  They had been in the house all along, where they knew that Zeng Kui had brought people to find Da Yuan and Shang. Seeing that the door of the Fangzhang room was tightly closed, and hearing some male and female voices inside, they knew someone was hiding inside, so they simply lifted their feet and kicked the door violently.

  "What a bold man!" The big monk Guang exposed his body, first went to the corpse and pulled out the knife in his hand, only then did he calm down: "This is the abbot's room, don't disturb people's quiet cultivation!"

  Zeng Kui put down his leg and kicked the door, saying: "It's your grandfather who kicked the door! Is that big bald donkey inside? How can there be a woman's voice again? Are you raising a woman? Open the door quickly!"

  "The abbot is not in!" The big monk was very rude, and with a wave of his hand, he signaled to the powder head to go to the secret room first: "The abbot has gone to Peach Forest!"

  Zeng Kui sneered coldly: "Cut the crap, people in Taolin Village all called us to kill them off, where is that bald donkey Dahuang? I think you are Dahuang!"

  That fatty heard from outside that everyone in the peach forest was killed, and was so scared that his legs went soft, how could he still move? Da Yuan was furious and was about to carry Fatty away to a secret room when suddenly there was a "crack" sound. It turned out that Zeng Kui had retreated two steps back, then rushed forward and kicked the door open with one swift kick. The gate swung wide open, and Zeng Kui couldn't stop himself from rushing in.

  Two glances, a dozen thoughts, regardless of whether it was Da Yuan and Shang or Zeng Kui, were stunned.

  Zeng Kui saw a bald man with a bare shoulder carrying a similarly naked woman, her round buttocks particularly eye-catching. This was already quite something, but what made it even more shocking was that both of them had bloodstains on their bodies, and on the ground lay another small bald head, chest covered in blood. On the bed, there was yet another small bald head, twisted at an awkward angle, with a knife wound from the shoulder down that seemed to have almost severed the head. Not to mention the floor was covered in bloodstains. What's even stranger is that both of the small bald heads were also naked.

  What's going on here? Zeng Kui racked his brains, but he couldn't figure out what was happening. Monks having affairs with prostitutes wasn't anything new, after all, monks who were well-fed and well-dressed couldn't help but have some wandering thoughts, breaking their vows, but for a monk to cut off the heads of two young novices over a prostitute, that was something new.

  Zeng Kui vaguely recognized the Great Monk Yuan, but he remembered that this bald donkey always had a dignified and sacred appearance, pretending to be mysterious and intimidating. How could he dare to kill someone, and even killed two people at once? Moreover, the door of the abbot's room was kicked open by Zeng Kui himself, not to mention that the bald donkey still held a shiny knife in his hand, with blood dripping from the blade tip, no mistake about it.

  The Great Monk was also frightened, recognizing the young man in front of him as the fourth of the five tigers of the Zeng family from Zengtou City. Didn't they have a fight with Liangshan just a few days ago? How did he end up at Fahua Temple today?

  The steel knife in Zeng Kui's hand was also dripping with fresh blood. Da Yuan, the monk, trembled: "Isn't it that you have slaughtered the entire Fahua Temple? This Zeng Tou Shi is too ruthless! He himself only received orders from above, and for these few years, he has been keeping an eye on Zeng Tou Shi's movements. It's not worth getting angry and killing everyone in Fahua Temple!"

  "Big Round! You shameless bald donkey!" Zeng Kui's eyes scanned to Big Round and the golden pestle at his waist, cursing: "Isn't a monk supposed to be compassionate? He keeps a woman and kills people!"

  "Zeng Kui!" The big monk held the knife and pointed at Zeng Kui, while also scolding loudly: "What has our Fahua Temple done to offend you? Why do you want to exterminate us completely?"

  "Hahahaha! Fahua Temple?!" Zeng Kui seemed to have heard a joke and instead of getting angry, he laughed and said: "Dà Yuán you bald donkey only know how to fight over women and eat vinegar, lock the door and kill two little monks? Kill well! This way, the entire Fahua Temple is left with only one bald donkey, you!"

  "Later I'll kill you and Fahua Temple will disappear into thin air, no longer existing. This place will become the military camp of my former head city!"

  Dahuan sucked in a breath of cold air, never expecting that after he fell asleep, the entire Fahua Temple was slaughtered by Zeng Kui and his men. Of course, the two young monks, Lede and Ledan, who were in the abbot's quarters, were killed by Dahuan himself.

  "Bald donkey, come to your death!" Zeng Kuiyan smiled and flicked the steel knife in his hand, making a humming sound, as he pounced on Da Yuan.

  Dah Yuan and Shang were still carrying a powder keg on their shoulders, which was inconvenient for blocking. So they simply shrugged their shoulders and used force to send the powder keg towards Zeng Kui who was rushing over, blocking his line of sight. Meanwhile, they took advantage of the opportunity to dance with their knives and prepare to take advantage of the situation.

  That fatty had just fainted and was awakened in mid-air, screaming incessantly.

  Zeng Kui saw the big monk throw over a beautiful naked woman, wanting to block his steel knife. He couldn't help but think: "This bald donkey is ruthless and heartless, he's not a good person."