When the stolen goods and the eldest son of the Lu family were carried to the front hall, Mr. Lu was shocked and glared at the accompanying housekeeper fiercely.

The housekeeper naturally understood, but he couldn't speak. Did he say that in front of the magistrate that he wanted to transfer the stolen goods or ask the servants to send the eldest master away, but he never wanted to be kidnapped?

He fought with both sides, and he still felt a cold and sharp dagger on his vest.

The man said that if he had any abnormal movement or had thoughts from others, he tried to notify Mr. Lu, he would not mind letting him shut up forever before he spoke, nor would he mind sending his family to another place to celebrate the Double Ninth Festival this year.

He didn't want to die yet, so he could only obediently follow his instructions and carry the unconscious Master Lu to the front hall, hoping that the hero from the martial arts world would be relieved and leave early when he saw him obediently.

He could not tell Mr. Lu directly, so he could only wink his eyes desperately. However, Mr. Lu was not on the same plane at this time, and the two had no tacit understanding and stared at the butler with big eyes.

"What is there in the neighborhood that I don't know?" The magistrate asked without letting go of their little moves: "It seems that you know what I don't know, and you won't be able to bring you all the things you see!"

Bang!

The porcelain cup on the table was slapped with a sharp slight sound.

Mr. Lu’s heart was like this sound, and it skipped a beat. No! All previous efforts were wasted.

The cook who was hired with a lot of money caught the heart of the magistrate. Before he could taste the sweetness of friendship, he caught him off guard. Why did the thief choose his family as a place to settle down?

Mr. Lu beat his chest and stamped his feet.

The housekeeper replied tremblingly: "The young man fainted on the ground when he arrived in the backyard, with jewelry and jade in his arms, and the ground was also scattered. He could see a strong black shadow sweeping over the wall."

He thought about it for a long time, but he still threw the blame back to the unpredictable heroes of the world.

"Swoosh!" The butler's cheeks brushed the vicious wind, and he didn't come back to his senses. Where did the Li Feng come from in the front hall? There was a mountain and water screen blocking behind the Taishi's chair, so it was definitely not a wind that penetrated the hall.

The arrows penetrated deep into the stone bricks on the ground, spreading cracks outwards around them, and the tail feathers trembled and kept buzzing.

"Protect your elders! Hurry up, protect your elders!"

It seemed that someone had opened the mechanism, and everyone came alive from the silence. The master who hid under the table suddenly shouted. The magistrate slipped under the table in fear. This thief was so scary!

"You butler is lying, grandpa is in your house, and he slandered grandpa and left. This arrow is a small punishment for the big warning. If you talk nonsense, you will shoot you into a hedgehog!"

The sound came from nowhere, as if it was on the roof, behind them, perhaps beside them, so that everyone could know that his existence was indifferent and could not be found, so they were anxious to get the magistrate to scratch his head.

God knows whether this thief will be like a full moon and aim at everyone present. He seems to know everything. He has a pair of ears that identify the truth and falsehood, and a delicate heart with an angry and rude world. If they say something wrong, they will suddenly shoot an arrow at them.

The lessons of the butler’s past are obvious to everyone.

His face was hot and wet. The housekeeper reached out to touch his face, his hands were bright red, "Blood...blood!"

"As promised, you come with gold, silver and money, and your eldest son accepted it. When will grandpa eat human meat buns? Since you have fifteen pairs of boys and girls to use for stinky Taoist priests to refine elixirs, why not divide some for grandpa, anyway, fat people like to eat it."

As soon as the careless words in the air came out, everyone was in an uproar.

The people standing next to Mr. Lu bounced a few feet away, hiding from the plague, fearing to be infected.

The middle-aged monk whispered to the fat monk, and the fat monk hesitated: "Senior brother, do you really want to help? But I don't think he can survive. If he is finished, we can't even stay in Jiangliu County."

"Don't worry, he will not have any trouble without any evidence. When the matter is over tonight, Mr. Lu will bear our love, which is more relaxed than chanting scriptures and chanting after walking through the streets and alleys, and then come to the door to fight for the autumn wind. "The middle-aged monk swore with confidence.

The two monks agreed and jumped out and said loudly: "Thief, I know where you are hiding. Put down my butcher's knife and confess my guilt. Otherwise, I won't blame me for being polite."

Without waiting for Pei Chuan to answer, the two brothers ran out like arrows.

The people were stunned. Pei Chuan's words caused panic in their hearts. They had no time to care whether the two monks could take down the thief in Jiangyang. There was a commotion in the front hall, and all the things that could be used to smash people were used, and they all hit Mr. Lu: "Oh my God, how could there be such a person? Now eating children, will we even want to eat them in the future!"

"Nonsense! Two masters, please catch people, I will definitely give you a great reward! I am not afraid of my shadow slanting, and I have a way to confront you in the court!" Mr. Lu's face turned from red to white to blue, and finally turned red, and drove away the flying porcelain cup. With a "clang", it was crisp and loud, and it fell to the ground and bloomed, shattered into several petals, and white particles splashed.

It has the effect of a gavel, calming the noisy and panicking people.

Only then did they remember that the magistrate was still there and looked at them with great urgency.

The yamen runners came late and ran in two rows, standing on the left and right sides. The majestic and solemn atmosphere in the court came back immediately.

With the sword and sword, Pei Chuan was attracted by the joint efforts of the middle-aged monk and the fat monk. The dark short brown and black cloth covered his face, but the eyebrows and eyes betrayed his identity.

The middle-aged monk sneered, but was not surprised: "It turned out to be you, a coincidence."

"Unfortunately, my subordinates defeated."

After two sentences, I have tried several times.

Last time, they were asked to escape quickly, and after a few feint attacks, they ran away when they saw that the situation was not good. This time, Pei Chuan found clues from their way of attack.

Although Buddhist kung fu can be divided into north and south, long fists or twelve-shaped fists, all of which are combined with strength and practiced both inside and outside. Each move is righteous and upright. The middle-aged monk and fat monk take ruthless actions and specialize in the lower three ways, even the martial arts skills of the side and left-winged ones are not as good as those of the other, and more like a thief who kills a family and kills people without blinking.

He said that these two people had a strong eyebrow and eyes, and it turned out that they were two fake monks.

There is no need to show mercy from their subordinates. They have decided to have many deaths and are also accomplices of tigers.

Pei Bu joined the battle, and the two fake monks gradually struggled. They quickly moved their positions and continued to fight in another place.

Without the "River-Royal Thieves" to disrupt the situation, Lu Yuanwai was grateful to the two monks. He wiped the sweat from his head and didn't look at his sleepy son on the ground. He explained to the magistrate in tears.

"Is it true? I have to check it carefully. Mr. Lu, don't you mind, I will take someone to search, right?"

"I don't mind, I don't mind." Mr. Lu cried with a sad face.

The magistrate winked at the constable, and he led the team in to investigate. A quarter of an hour later, the constable came out, and Mr. Lu's heart was in his throat. He looked back frequently, but he did not find any child.
Chapter completed!