Zhang Mui sat on the bottom of the steps leading to the temple's main gate, watching the last of the sunset, thinking of the recent murders. He heard footsteps behind him. He turned around to find himself looking up at a fellow monk, clothed in fine black robes and and a hood masking his face.

"Zhang, I'm in need of your assistance tonight at the shrine. Would you please assist me?" Zhang thought it odd that the monk would have a hood to mask his face, but his caring nature led him to agree to help the man. After all, how would he feel if someone refused him aid when he was in need of it?

They walked to the shrine with the robed monk leading the way. As they entered the shrine, the robed monk spoke. "Zhang, I need you to help me relocate this statue to inside the temple. You're bigger and stronger than me, would you move it while I get the doors?" he said, indicating a rather large bronze statue of Buddha.

Zhang agreed and picked up the heavy statue, moving it inside the temple all 150 metres from where it orininally stood. Once finished, Zhang, panting, asked the robed monk, "Why did you need me to move the statue?"

"Too make sure you were tired out." The robed monk commenced to fight Zhang hand to hand.

The robed monk threw a series of punches at Zhang. Zhang managed to avoid each blow, though he was slowly being backed up until he felt the cold statue behind him. He countered a blow, throwing a punch at the robed monk. The monk leaned backwards and delivered a kick to Zhang's exposed midsection.

The kick knocked the wind out of Zhang, pinning him back against the statue. He tried to regain his composure, but the monk continued the assault. The monk connected on a flurry of punches to Zhang's ribs, each blow wringing pain through Zhang's body, since the statue he was backed against was acting as an anvil to each blow. On the fifth and sixth blows, a distinct cracking sound was heard as Zhang's ribs began cracking under the pressure. Zhang's knees buckled as his vision began to blurr. As Zhang's began losing conciousness, the robed monk took Zhang's head in his hands, and with one clean jerk, snapped his neck, ending his life.

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'Tseng Shui'
Tseng turned to see the monk standing in front of him. 'A practice?'
Disco was tired. He refused.
'I insist.'
The blows fell and Disco's pathetic skills showed. Disco turned but he wasnt fast enough and the assasin turned confidently after leaving the dead body of Tseng behind.

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Killed (4):
Dutch_guy
ChuggtheSquirrel
Andres
discovery1



Lynched (1):
Tran


Living (34):

Ichigo
Warmaster Horus
pevergreen
Faust|
Xdeathfire
Kommodus
Greaterkhaan
ByzantineKnight
Crazed Rabbit
CountArach
Omanes
Stig
Warluster
Sigurd
Caius
Sapi
BlackAxe
Ignoramus
RoadKill
Redleg
Killfrenzy
Ultrawar
Orb
doc_bean
GH
TwilightBlade
Pannonian
The_Stranger
Xehh
HughTower
Kagemusha
Beefy187


It is now day. 8 to lynch.