At this time, not a single novice was present, and no one knew where he had gone.

Wen Chaoyan found a corner, protected Jiang Wancheng between himself and the wall, and used his arms to form a barrier. Even though everyone else was squeezed out of shape, Jiang Wancheng was not pulled to any corner of his clothes.

Seeing that there was no way to squeeze in like this, someone couldn't wait any longer, so they brought a ladder and started climbing up the wall.

Those who didn't have a ladder climbed up on each other's shoulders.

Wen Chaoyan adjusted the mask on his face, and looked at Jiang Wancheng's headband, which was also very neatly worn.

He first took the pickle jar Jiang Wancheng was carrying, then clasped her shoulders and whispered, "Hold on to me."

Jiang Wancheng understood immediately. He didn't care who would see him at this moment. He said that he had lost his reputation for innocence, so he could only stretch out his hands and lovingly grasp the two lapels of Wen Chaoyan's chest and back.

After Wen Chaoyan was sure, he kicked his feet, stepped on the wall with both feet, and stood on the top of the wall in the blink of an eye.

"Look!"

Everyone below exclaimed, only to see the two figures, one black and one green, with their faces covered, and they didn’t know who they were.

However, there are not a few people climbing up the wall at this moment, so they are just fast and not particularly eye-catching.

Wen Chaoyan no longer stayed, and led Jiang Wancheng to quickly retreat behind the temple along the wall, and disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.

Jumping to the back street, the two of them had just left and entered the alley when they saw a group of officials running over and immediately blocked the small door behind them.

Jiang Wancheng was speechless, "The official messenger came very quickly."

Wen Chaoyan: "We've already left the front door."

There was a huge crowd at the door, half a street away, and the county government officials rushed over after hearing the noise.

They blocked the door and beat the few people who tried to break out to the ground.

Wen Chaoyan had both ears and eyes, and had long been aware of the movements at the front door.

Now, it was impossible for him to bump into these officials. If he appeared directly on the main street, it would be obvious that he had thrown himself into a trap.

That's why he quickly retreated to the back streets with her.

The entire Lingyun Temple was besieged from the front and back.

Those who climbed up the wall and climbed into the courtyard next door were quickly caught by the officers.

Jiang Wancheng and Wen Chaoyan stopped watching the excitement and quickly hid in the alley.

The sky gradually darkened.

The streets were full of police officers, as if they were arresting someone.

Jiang Wancheng and Wen Chaoyan dodged and dodged for a while. Even if they were not suspects, it was not the right time to go out openly.

Jiang Wancheng just wore a curtain, but Wen Chaoyan wore a mask on his face.

Whether it is revealed or not, it is very troublesome.

The journey home became difficult.

Jiang Wancheng was led around, changing hiding places constantly, and was already exhausted.

Once they were in a dark place again, she couldn't help it anymore. She grabbed his clothes and asked in a low voice: "What happened to Lingyun Temple? Why did the official and county government come so quickly? It has nothing to do with you, right?"

Wen Chaoyan held her hand tightly and paused before saying, "The abbot of Lingyun Temple died."

"The head was hung high on the Buddha statue, and the blood dripped on the body of the Buddha statue that had a golden body. Some of the drops happened to fall into the eyes of the Buddha statue, and the Buddha was seen shedding blood and tears."

Jiang Wancheng looked shocked!

Just thinking about that scene makes me feel horrified!

No wonder everyone in the temple is going crazy...

Wen Chaoyan: "Don't worry, I didn't do it. The person I was really looking for was the abbot, but before I could find him, his headless body was discovered by the novice monk in the Zen room."

Jiang Wancheng was horrified and nodded: "It's too scary. I, I want to go home..."

Wen Chaoyan said, "We're afraid we won't be able to go back tonight. Cheng'er, I'm going to make you suffer."

To get back to Sycamore Lane, you have to cross Main Street.

Tonight, all the main streets were patrolling government officials.

Not only that, there are also people patrolling these remote streets.

Wen Chaoyan tried it, but it was impossible to take Jiang Wancheng back without anyone noticing.

Jiang Wancheng sighed and muttered: "It's not bad, it's better than you being outside by yourself and making me worry and scared."

In one place, at least you have peace of mind.

But now there is not only Jing Niang in the family, but also Master, so the two children don't have to worry.

Wen Chaoyan felt warm in his heart when he heard her words.

Unable to help himself, he moved closer to her.

Jiang Wancheng stamped his numb feet and sighed again: "It seems that I have to be like Erlang and let you teach boxing. It's just that I can't keep up with my physical strength and can't protect myself. , and always lags behind.”

Wen Chaoyan smiled lowly.

He reached under her curtain and couldn't help but pinch her tender little face.

"Okay, I'll teach you. It won't be difficult to protect yourself in the future if you strengthen your physique."

Unable to go back to Wutong Lane, Wen Chaoyan simply returned to the escort agency with Jiang Wancheng.

Unexpectedly, he picked up a seriously injured person at the door of the escort agency.

Inside the escort agency.

Seven pairs of eyes were staring at the young man on the ground, who was deeply unconscious and covered in blood.

This man's skin was dark, his face was unshaven, and it was covered in dried blood, so it was impossible to see his face clearly.

All I know is that he is a male, seven feet tall and physically strong.

"This...couldn't he come back after picking up some trouble?"

Gu Tingzhou stepped forward and kicked him twice.

The man didn't move at all.

Li Yan reached out and plucked the man's clothes: "The lute bone was penetrated, and there are whip wounds all over the body. The wounds are old and new. It looks like... he must have been tortured for a long time."

Jiang Wancheng stepped forward and felt the man's pulse.

When she was in Zhaojiacun, her master taught her how to feel her pulse.

When Jiang Wancheng had nothing to do, he felt the pulses of Sister Ya and Erlang at home. Although he was only half a pound, he could at least find out the person's heart rate and whether his life would be in danger for the time being.

Seeing her actions, everyone in the escort agency was surprised.

"Does Miss Jiang know medical skills?"

"Shh... don't make any sound yet."

After a while, Jiang Wancheng said: "Although I am still half-assed, it is not difficult to figure out that this person is in a mess. In addition to the serious injuries on his body, his pulse is completely random."

"I have no choice but to ask Xue Lizi or my master to save his life."

Wen Chaoyan's face darkened: "He can't die."

The rest of the people looked at him, and Gu Tingzhou asked hesitantly: "Brother Wen...do you know this person?"

Wen Chaoyan: "No. I just suspect that he is the abbot of Lingyun Temple who killed him. So, I am also very curious about who this person is."

Wen Chaoyan said and held up the bloody palm on the ground.

It turned out that this person's palms were not only stained with blood, but also got some golden paint from somewhere.

Jiang Wancheng exclaimed: "Is it a Buddha statue?"

The Buddha statue has a golden body, so could the paint have been picked up when hanging the abbot's head?

Suddenly, Jiang Wancheng looked at the bloody man in front of him and felt that he was deeply suspicious.

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