The years when I was not the protagonist

If one person violates the interests of another, the party whose interests are violated will use all means to attack the party whose interests are violated.

In today's situation, Gu Chuan is like the party whose interests have been violated, and this fragmented world is the party whose interests have been violated.

The fragmented world whose interests have been violated felt threatened, and it began to gather all means to deal with the offenders to safeguard its own interests.

All this is brewing quietly, but Gu Chuan doesn't know it yet.

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Dakong Temple, hundreds of years ago was still a large temple with high incense, but in recent years it has become a dilapidated image.

There are only one fat monk and a few monks with fleshy faces and no ring scars on their heads.

The fat monk is called Zikong, who was a young novice monk in the Dakong Temple when he was young, and was kicked out of the Dakong Temple because he violated the rules.

However, Zikong is also a man of great luck. After being expelled from the Dakong Temple, he accidentally found the legacy of a senior in the Dakong Temple in the Jianghu, and subdued a group of murderers and robbers in the Jianghu.

Seeing that he had achieved great success, Zikong brought the gang back to Dakong Temple and took away the abbot's position.

It can be said that the Dakong Temple is now inhabited by a group of murderous gangsters.

Just a few days ago, Zikong suddenly felt that the cassock he gave Qi Ziming could no longer be sensed.

This cassock is a remarkable spiritual item in the Dakong Temple, and it was a helpless act to give it to Qi Ziming that day. In order to be able to stay in the Dakong Temple, he took the cassock from the sky to show his sincerity.

As a force that needs to develop believers, the abbot of Dakong Temple needs to be registered in the imperial court. Although the imperial court has declined in recent years, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and Zikong dare not go to the tiger's beard. He just wants a place to settle down.

But now the cassock suddenly disappeared, and he was in a hurry. The cassock was given to Qi Ziming as an expedient measure, and he would have to snatch it back. The sudden disappearance made him not nervous.

Zi Kong hurriedly found Qi Ziming, Qi Ziming was worried about Ying Deshui's murder and had no time to deal with it, so he sent Zi Kong to Gu Chuan directly.

When Zi Kong heard that Gu Chuan took it away, he was not in a hurry. Although Gu Chuan killed You Ping, he was only a first-class warrior on the surface, and he was not afraid of Zi Kong.

bang bang bang~
Just when the moon was hanging high, I lit a lamp from the sky, went outside the martial arts hall and knocked on the door.

Gu Chuan had already moved out of Wentong Lane a few days ago, and he didn't want to live with someone like Gu Wenguang, who had a bad brain.

"Who is it at night~" came Gu Chuan's unhappy voice, and there were rustling sounds in the martial arts hall.

bang bang bang~
Zi Kong knocked on the door again without saying a word, he created a serious atmosphere, trying to put some pressure on the people inside.

"Damn it, knock on my door if you don't sleep at night. I'm not a widow. If you can't say one, two, three, I will kill you."

Gu Chuan's clothes are a little disheveled, because he just got up from the bed and didn't have time to tidy them up.

With a bang, Gu Chuan slammed the door open forcefully, and a shiny head appeared in Gu Chuan's eyes under the reflection of the moonlight.

"Monk?"

Gu Chuan was puzzled for a moment, "What are you dead monk doing knocking on my door in the middle of the night? I don't have any food to melt."

Zi Kong was not irritated by Gu Chuan's tone, but put his hands together and said solemnly: "Benefactor, the poor monk is Zi Kong, the abbot of the Dakong Temple. The poor monk left a spiritual object with Mr. Qi, and he wants to get it back in Japan. Mr. Qi said that it is with you, and ask the benefactor to return the things from the Dakong Temple to the original owner. The poor monk is not very grateful, Amitou Buddha."

spirit?Is that the cassock?

There is no reason to return the things when they are in their hands. Besides, the cassock was given by Qi Ziming on his own initiative, so it has nothing to do with me.

"No, no, I don't know anything if I want to go to Qi Ziming for anything." After Gu Chuan finished speaking, he pushed his hand and wanted to close the door, ignoring Zi Kong.

Unexpectedly, he stretched out his empty hand to block the door that was about to close. If Qi Ziming held the cassock, he would not dare to take it blatantly, but in Gu Chuan's hand, he would have nothing to worry about.

"Benefactor, the Buddha also has a vajra with angry eyes. I hope the benefactor will not mistake himself." There was a fierce light in Zikong's eyes. He was bound to get the cassock. It was not only a spiritual object, but also a status symbol of the abbot of Dakong Temple.

"Monk, you are looking for something."

Gu Chuan was on fire, the monk stayed up all night and came to trouble himself.

The golden light on his body lit up, and the copper-skinned iron-bone vajra body was running, and Gu Chuan's five fingers grabbed Zikong.

Zikong smiled disdainfully, put his palms together, "Iron Head Skill." He wanted to give the kid in front of him some color.

Zikong's bald head squirmed continuously, forming layers of defense.

Gu Chuan pressed Zikong's head, and raised his arm vigorously.

Ka Ka Ka Ka ~

There was a sound of bones twisting, and Zi Kong's face twisted in pain.

"Iron Head Skill~"

"Iron Head Skill~"

"Iron Head Skill~"

"..."

This is wrong, why is it different from what I thought, shouldn't this Gu Chuan be in the realm of a first-class warrior?Why do I have no resistance at all.

"Monk, you know how immoral it is to disturb someone's sleep." Gu Chuan exerted force with his hands, ready to kill him.

Zi Kong panicked, and hurriedly asked for mercy: "No, spare your life, the benefactor spares your life, the poor monk had no intention of offending, and please don't remember the villain's mistakes, please spare the poor monk's life."

He couldn't bear not to beg for mercy from the sky anymore, he had just taken over the Dakong Temple, and there were still many things to do, he couldn't just die like this.

Gu Chuan was unmoved, a monk with bad eyes came to him at night, he must be plotting something wrong, he didn't want to ask more questions, he just killed him.

"Benefactor, I still have spiritual objects and secret books of exercises in Dakong Temple. As long as the benefactor spares the poor monk's life, the poor monk is willing to donate all of it to the benefactor."

The strength in Gu Chuan's hands relaxed, and this monk turned out to be from Dakong Temple.

The five fingers came loose from the skull, and the fingers were covered with blood.

"Is what you said true?"

"The poor monk dare not lie."

Zi Kong really wanted to give himself a slap in the face, but he didn't know that there was such a powerful person in Huaning County, so he foolishly sent him to his door.

That Qi Ziming is not a thing, he didn't even tell himself how powerful Gu Chuan is, a gloomy look appeared in Zi Kong's eyes.

"What are you thinking? Hurry up and lead the way." Gu Chuan kicked Zikong, and Zikong quickly said yes.

Zikong led the way carefully in front, looking very honest and well-behaved, but in Gu Chuan's eyes, this dishonest monk had already sent out signals no less than three times, and he thought he didn't know.

It's better as he said, Dakong Temple has spiritual objects and exercises, otherwise...

A cold light flashed in Gu Chuan's eyes, and Zi Kong, who was leading the way, suddenly trembled, not daring to make any small movements.