Entrapment

Witnessing everything, Shen Yi coldly snorted.

How many innocent women had this group of monks deceived?

A murderous intent involuntarily arose.

Suddenly.

He saw the newly brought-in beautiful woman on the bed, secretly opening her beautiful eyes while the three monks weren't paying attention.

Then, she very quickly winked at Shen Yi.

This left Shen Yi completely dumbfounded.

What was going on?

This woman was clearly faking it.

A sting operation?!

But it had to be said, this woman was extremely beautiful, with willow-leaf eyebrows, bright eyes, vermilion lips, and a delicate, curvaceous figure.

She exuded endless charm.

The three naked monks beside her, upon seeing the newly arrived woman, also had their eyes light up, and couldn't help but murmur:

"Xiaoqing Town actually has such a beauty!"

Even the monks who had previously sat down to rest couldn't help but stand up at this moment, feeling restless.

"Senior brother, you said it earlier!"

"This one is mine!"

As soon as these words were spoken.

The previous monk stood up with a whoosh.

"Junior brother, that's not right of you."

"We brothers share blessings and endure hardships together. Such a beauty should naturally be enlightened together."

Another monk also nodded hastily.

His eyes kept glancing at the bed, obviously unable to restrain himself, wanting to start directly.

The monk reluctantly said:

"Alright then."

"Then let's start quickly."

His tone was full of impatience, and the other two monks were even more hungry and thirsty in their eyes.

But they couldn't swarm up and tear the woman's clothes to pieces, because if they did…

No matter how much sleeping medicine they used, the evidence would be conclusive, and Longshu Temple's activities would be exposed.

They weren't doing a one-off deal; they were planning to rely on Longshu Temple to enjoy a lifetime of ease.

The monk reached out his devilish claws towards the "unconscious" woman's dress on the bed, wanting to carefully undress her first.

However.

Just as he was about to touch her full breasts, an unexpected change occurred. The woman on the bed suddenly opened her eyes.

Her eyes were full of playfulness.

She kicked out.

Heavily imprinted on the monk's face, this kick had no special moves, just pure strength.

With a bang.

The monk was kicked with a painful scream, his figure seemed to fly out backwards, and he slammed heavily into the stone wall with a thud.

The other two monks were shocked.

How was this girl still awake?

The two men's minds were already blank.

But their first reaction was to hold the girl down. If she ran away, their Longshu Temple would be finished.

The two men, one on the left and one on the right, pounced on the woman like tigers descending the mountain, naked, with large bodies and heavy weight, actually creating a gust of wind, like small mountains falling.

The woman's face showed a look of disgust.

She flipped over and straightened up, leaping up like a fish.

Her posture was light and agile, and as her long skirt swirled, she performed a movement similar to a Thomas Flair.

Bang bang bang!

The two monks were immediately kicked in the chest and abdomen, and flew out with a bang, like the previous person, directly embedded in the stone wall.

They fainted.

The woman snorted lightly, and said angrily:

"I thought there were martial artists causing trouble here, but I didn't expect it was just you ordinary people playing tricks and deceiving the common folk."

She casually brushed off non-existent dust from her hands.

Looking up at the brick hole in the ceiling, seeing Shen Yi still watching with interest, the woman laughed instead of getting angry:

"This brother."

"You're not just going to introduce yourself like that, are you?"

Shen Yi retorted:

"Aren't you afraid that I'm also from Longshu Temple?"

The woman was certain:

"No, no, no, you're not."

"Why?"

"I just felt a trace of killing intent. Although it was very brief, I'm sure it was yours."

"You're not an ordinary person, but a martial artist."

"Moreover, your strength is not weak."

"So, are you coming down?"

Shen Yi asked with a smile:

"How do I get down?"

The woman tilted her head, highlighting her exquisite figure, as if every strand of hair exuded charm.

She said coquettishly:

"That depends on your skills."

Shen Yi didn't waste words. He gently pushed Cold Night's thumb stud, and Cold Night slowly left its sheath, then let out a soft clang.

The blade flashed.

Shen Yi held Cold Night, the blade shadows overlapping.

A muffled sound was heard.

Centered on the stone wall hole, a neat tic-tac-toe-shaped cut appeared around it.

Shen Yi sheathed his blade.

He raised his leg and stepped out towards the center of the blade marks.

The bricks and stones of the basement ceiling crashed down, making a loud thud.

Shen Yi's figure fell precisely through the tic-tac-toe opening.

He landed on the ground with a slight knee bend.

The woman quietly watched Shen Yi's performance.

She had thought that Shen Yi would go to the main hall to find the entrance, or that he would kidnap a monk to lead him.

But she didn't expect that he would directly cut an opening in the ceiling of the secret room with two slashes, and just jump in like that.

This was a direct and decisive person.

Just like his blade.

The woman looked at Shen Yi, raised an eyebrow, and a captivating smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Shen Yi was also sizing up the woman.

Compared to peeking from the rafters, facing the woman directly allowed Shen Yi to feel the mature charm.

She didn't even need to say anything.

Just standing there, a glance and a smile, had a moving charm. No wonder those three monks were so lustful.

Shen Yi was about to inquire about the ins and outs.

Outside the stone room.

Several strong monks who heard the booming sound opened the small door and rushed in. They were all disciples and helpers of the three "high monks."

Usually, the masters "ate meat."

They could also drink some soup along the way, but they had never made such a big noise before.

The five monks saw the three "masters" embedded in the wall at a glance, the black hole in the ceiling, a black-clothed swordsman, and the beautiful "beauty."

A scene of a hero saving a beauty appeared in their minds, and they shouted:

"Thief!"

"How dare you break into Longshu Temple, injure our masters, and not surrender!"

The monks relied on their numbers.

They rushed towards Shen Yi with their bare hands.

Shen Yi couldn't help but chuckle.

He hadn't even found his footing, and already he was being made a scapegoat.

He didn't need to draw his blade; dealing with these farmers who only possessed brute strength didn't require it.

Shen Yi kept an eye on the lovely woman standing beside him.

While also paying attention to the monks rushing toward him.

His arms moved, as if a thunderclap had exploded out of thin air.

Bone Dislocation Hand at the Perfection Realm!

Shen Yi's palm formed a claw, and with lightning speed, he grabbed the wrist of the leading monk, twisting it with force. The man immediately cried out in agony.

He seized the man's limp arm.

Swinging it like a windmill, he slammed it heavily into the monks rushing up from behind. A series of loud thuds echoed.

All five of them were knocked off their feet.

Shen Yi strolled over to the monks' bald heads, delivering a kick to each of them, knocking them unconscious.

It all happened in the blink of an eye.

The basement was quiet once more.

Shen Yi looked at the woman, whose eyes were shining with excitement, and said calmly:

"This heroine, I am Chen Liu. I am only staying here for the night, but you seem to have come prepared."

"Would you be willing to tell me the whole story of Longshu Temple?"