Chapter 167: Chapter 167: Too Fierce

Huangfu Jingchen exclaimed, “What happened here?”

Xia Wenjin’s gaze fell on the women in the corner, and two of them still had bloodstains on their lips.

She understood.

These monks committed many evil deeds, who knows how they tormented and violated those poor women. Once Huangfu Jingchen subdued them, and they lost the ability to resist, hatred drove those women to explode.

They used their teeth and nails as weapons and bit them to death.

There’s a saying that the extent of one’s hatred makes one wish to eat his flesh and drink his blood. This is the best portrayal at this moment.

Ming Cheng recognized that two of the dead were among the eight deacon monks, and in the courtyard, there were five more deacons. Huangfu Jingchen said they were all here, and indeed they were.

He sighed lightly, “Amitabha, the cycle of cause and effect, retribution is never false!”

Huangfu Jingchen saw the deacon monk who was a first-class middle-tier expert. He pointed at him and said to Ming Cheng, “Master, I was in a hurry earlier, and I have some questions for him.”

The man looked at Huangfu Jingchen with eyes filled with hatred, murder and malice evident. If Huangfu Jingchen hadn’t struck him down and controlled him, he would have fled long ago. Now, he found himself guarded by a group of bald monks.

Ming Cheng said, “Please, benefactor!”

Xia Wenjin said, “I’ll go!” She walked over, lifted the deacon, and entered one of the rooms.

Everyone looked at her fragile appearance, amazed at how she, a woman, could carry a tall and muscular monk as if she were holding a chicken. Their jaws dropped, and Ming Xuan said, “This girl is too fierce.”

Huangfu Jingchen explained, “Wenjin is actually a man, but in order to investigate the secrets of the Fertility Zen Room, he deliberately disguised himself as a woman.”

As he spoke, Ming Cheng and Ming Xuan both looked at him with peculiar expressions. Kong Chan laughed and said, “Right, right, a man, a man!”

Kong Chan asked Huangfu Jingchen, “Aren’t you going to listen in?”

Huangfu Jingchen replied, “If Wenjin learns anything, he’ll tell me!”

The monks Ming Xuan brought found ropes to bind the remaining eight monks one by one. Perhaps the women’s hatred exploded later than others, but when they saw those monks being bound, they suddenly rushed forward, punching and kicking them, biting and scratching.

Kong Chan took two steps back, exclaiming, “Holy shit, scared the hell out of me!”

The monks’ screams echoed, their hands and feet tied, utterly unable to resist. The more malevolent and vicious they’d been, the more intense the revenge they now faced.

Ming Cheng didn’t step forward nor stop them, only sighed, “Leave them with their lives so the Government can severely punish them!”

However, this statement had no effect whatsoever in front of the women whose minds were clouded with hate; no one heard it.

Ming Xuan inquired, “Should we pull them apart?”

Ming Cheng shook his head, saying slowly, “Sow evil and reap evil; the matter of repaying in the next life is ultimately illusory. Let them take their vengeance here and now.”

Kong Chan gave a thumbs up, praised, “Wise words! Clear distinctions on grievances, no fake compassion, I like it!”

Xia Wenjin dragged the deacon monk into the room, threw him to the ground, and smilingly asked, “What is your dharma name? How many years have you been tonsured?”

The deacon monk cast a sinister glance at Xia Wenjin, squinting his eyes, revealing a sly hint. This woman was an unparalleled beauty; the women captured from the mountains were also fairly good-looking, but compared to her, they were nothing.

This woman not only had a stunning appearance, but her every move, every glance, carried endless charm, far beyond the comparison of those country women.

Unfortunately, he couldn’t move his limbs now, otherwise, he would definitely take her down.

His gaze became more unrestrained as he looked at Xia Wenjin, showing no fear due to his situation, but rather a sense of confidence.

Xia Wenjin chuckled, “You are a distinguished first-class middle-tier expert, yet you willingly serve as an ordinary deacon monk here, taking orders from Ming Qing. If you were a real monk, it would be fine, but you are not!”

The deacon monk gritted his teeth, “Release me, and I’ll tell you!”

Xia Wenjin pondered for a moment, “Tell me your name first, and I’ll release you, more fair that way!”

The deacon monk agreed, “Deal. My name is Jue Zhou!”

Xia Wenjin gave him a disdainful look, “I could just ask Ming Cheng and find out everything, why ask you?”

Jue Zhou snarled, “Then what do you want to ask?”

“Your name and how many years since you were tonsured!”

Jue Zhou hesitated for a moment, then said slowly, “My name is Li Jue Tian, and I was tonsured five years ago!”

“So five years ago, when Ming Qing returned from fundraising in the Capital City, you came to the temple with him?”

Jue Zhou scoffed, “No, I came four years ago.” Originally, he didn’t want to answer, but Xia Wenjin’s appearance was stunning, and he hoped to coax her into unsealing his acupuncture points.

Xia Wenjin praised, “Tonsured in another temple, then came to Shian Temple to take root, leaving no trace to be tracked. Not a chief, not in the four leading classes, low-key, a great way to hide your tracks. You are indeed talented!”

Jue Zhou snapped, “You little girl, why so sarcastic? Are you going to release me or not?”

Xia Wenjin laughed, “Do you not understand why I brought you here alone?”

Jue Zhou, wary, asked, “Why?”

Xia Wenjin patted him amicably on the shoulder, “Your work is too crude, Second Young Master entrusted you with an important task here. But you, together with Ming Qing, only had eyes for women, ruining the Second Young Master’s plan. Speak, what punishment do you deserve?”

Jue Zhou was taken aback, then his pupils contracted as he looked at the girl in terror, exclaiming, “You… who are you?”

Xia Wenjin was merely probing, and seeing his reaction, indeed he was one of Huangfu Yuxuan’s people.

She calmly said, “Does it matter who I am? Pu Yangji is getting more and more blind, what kind of people is he using? It truly depends on the superior, if they are foolish, so will the subordinates be!”

Jue Zhou, already suspicious, was now even more unsettled when she mentioned Pu Yangji’s name with disdainful familiarity, indicating a status equal to or higher than Pu Yangji. Now he had no doubt, and leaning forward with a flattering smile, he asked, “Miss, could you be one of the Four Beauties by the master’s side?”

Xia Wenjin knew she had succeeded. Just mentioning Huangfu Yuxuan might not have been enough; this person might not have direct contact with Huangfu Yuxuan.

Many matters around Huangfu Yuxuan were handled by Pu Yangji—assassins, Hidden Guards, sent spies—all through his hands.

Ming Qing’s martial arts also bore traces of Pu Yangji’s skills, so she simply mentioned Pu Yangji again, leading Jue Zhou to reveal more.

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