But Xiao Yuer was put on a trick by Xiao Zhuge and imprisoned at Uncle Jin. Ma Xiaoling, who was following him secretly, and the monk Zhishen, who was unknown, went to Jin Mansion to search.

When he arrived at the door, Monk Zhishen did not observe and looked up and stepped forward, he was about to break in. Ma Xiaoling hurriedly pulled him, handed over his eyes, then walked to the door, bowed and said, "I'll ask. In the morning, a Mr. Zhang entered the garden, did he ever come out?"

The doorman glanced at Ma Xiaoling with his eyes, and said with disdain, "We have never seen Mr. Zhang here. You should go to another place to look for it!"

Monk Zhishen became anxious when he heard this, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Why didn't it? He just came with that fat man, what is the name of Fat Man Chen!"

When the disciple heard this, he immediately realized it and said with a smile: "You are talking about that old man. He has left long ago. What a good guy, carrying a big bag of gold, it seems that he has made a fortune!"

Ma Xiaoling asked again: "When did you leave?"

The door pretended to think, and thought for a while and said, "It was almost noon, why? You are his relatives, so look for him quickly, don't just run away secretly with the gold!"

After hearing this, Ma Xiaoling thought to herself: "At that time, I was guarding the door and didn't see anyone coming out. The door was obviously lying. It seems that Xiaoyuer is in danger inside!" Ma Xiaoling sensitively noticed something wrong, and turned her eyes and asked again: "Where is that fat man?"

Menzi said, "The fat man also left with him. The two of them held hands intimately and walked out together. It seems that they were looking for a place to share the money. The fat man is a veteran in the casino and is best at cheating! It's not that he brought Mr. Zhang to a place where no one was. He was assassinated! I think you should go and search quickly, so as not to lose all your personal money in the end."

After hearing this, Ma Xiaoling was basically sure that Xiaoyuer was in danger! The monk Zhishen next to him also realized that something was wrong, so he shouted: "No, we will believe whatever you say. The Sa family needs to go in and search!"

After hearing this, the Menzi sneered: "This is a private residence. Can you get in if you want to? Not to mention you, you are even a commissioner. Without the documents of the prefect, you can't even enter this Jingu Garden!"

When Ma Xiaoling saw him looking at him and Monk Zhishen, she showed a provocative look in her eyes. She suddenly felt a little lit up: the other party already knew the identity of Monk Zhishen, so Xiaoyuer must have been exposed. It seems that we have entered the plan set by others!

After hearing the words of the servant, Monk Zhishen couldn't help but angrily bumped up: "Sa family cares about his mother. You must go in today!" After that, he then rushed in with great strides!

At this time, someone in the crowd said, "Who is playing wild here!"

When Monk Zhishen and Ma Xiaoling heard this, they saw a young man wearing a white silk shirt, as thin as a hemp rod. He walked out with a folding fan, and the son of the Guangzhou prefect, who lost the most money.

It turned out that when Mr. Hu saw that it was getting late, he asked Li to go out to look for flowers and willows together, and do some elegant activities such as romantic love. Just as he was out, he met Monk Zhishen and wanted to go to Jingu Garden. Mr. Zhao, who was naturally unable to go with them, so he rested in Jingu Garden.

When Monk Zhishen saw that it was this guy, he said bluntly: "It's your grandfather?"

Mr. Hu had already lost money and wanted to find a girl to vent, but he didn't expect that the wild monk who came from would actually speak wildly. He was so angry that his face turned pale. He pointed at Monk Zhishen and ordered his subordinates: "Tell me a lesson to this guy who doesn't know how to advance and retreat!"

The servants under his command received the master's order. Although they were a little afraid of Monk Zhishen's tall and powerful, they had to bite the bullet and rush up.

Monk Zhishen's anger was not there, and he was just sent to accompany him to practice. So he waved his fists and went up to him, fighting with Mr. Hu's men.

Seeing that both sides fought, Mr. Zhang waved his hand and the guards in Jinguyuan took a few steps back, freeing more freedom for both sides of the fight. It was a rare good thing for Mr. Zhang San. He almost cheered for both sides.

In a blink of an eye, Mr. Hu's men lay down to the ground, hugged his arms, covered his stomach, and rolled back and forth on the ground. When Mr. Hu saw it, he lost his opinion. He pointed at Monk Zhishen with a timid and timid fan and said, "You can beat people casually, are there any other kingly methods? When I return to Guangzhou, I will ask my father to send someone to deal with you. You... don't be too arrogant!"

Monk Zhishen didn't take his tricks, and rushed over with his big fist and shouted, "Whoever stops Sajia, let him taste the iron fist of Sajia!" After saying that, his muscles were tense, and his clay pot-like fist faced everyone with a hideous fist, which made people frightened.

When Mr. Hu saw his fierce and evil appearance, he was immediately frightened and retreated and hid behind Mr. Zhang San. Mr. Zhang San originally wanted to watch the fun for a while, but it would be best if both sides had a life. Unexpectedly, Mr. Hu was really a corrupt person and actually regarded himself as a shield, so he ordered his family to guard the hospital.

At this moment, a majestic voice sounded: "Who is making trouble at my doorstep!" The voice was loud and confident, and it was realistic that this person had profound internal skills.

Monk Zhishen also knew that the person who came was a master, so he stopped and looked carefully. He saw that the man in front of him was about fifty years old, wearing an ordinary long gown, but he exuded a stimulating momentum all over his body. It was the confidence and pride that a warrior formed over the years. It was formed naturally after countless victories. Others could not learn it even if they wanted to learn it. This was probably the style of a master.

Everyone in Jingu Garden saw the old man and greeted him together. Mr. Zhang San said respectfully to the old man: "Brother, why are you even alarmed!"

The old man laughed and said, "Third brother, everyone has hit us at the door. Can I still be a turtle with my head shrunk?" Then he said to Monk Zhishen, "Young man, were you yelling here just now?"

Monk Zhishen was shocked by his aura and felt an unprecedented pressure, so he pushed his chest forward and said, "It's the Sa family! Who are you?"

When the old man saw that the bald monk had a shiny head, his breasts were exposed, and his Buddhist beads were hanging on his chest, so he practiced his kung dynasty slowly, "I am the owner of this garden, and this is my home. I will not care about it when I eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha's name. Let's leave quickly."

Monk Zhishen was going to come forward to argue with him, but Ma Xiaoling forced him to take him away. The two left Jingu Garden. Monk Zhishen said angrily: "What are you pulling me? Don't you look for your little fish?"

Ma Xiaoling said: "Of course we have to look for it, but we don't have any official documents and have no right to break into private houses. Besides, the old man is not an ordinary person, I'm afraid that we will be his opponents when we go together. It seems that we can only wait until we sneak into the park tonight and check it slowly!"
Chapter completed!