Martial arts Dazhutian

Chapter 213: Going to Shaolin at Night
Shaolin, the Great Hall of Great Heroes

Xuanci was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed under the huge gilt Buddha statue.

While knocking on the wooden fish in front of him, he moved the Buddha string in his hand.

Dressed in a brocade cassock, paired with a man with white eyebrows and a solemn face, he really looks like an eminent monk.

At this time, an old monk walked in slowly, walked in front of Xuanci without making a sound, raised one palm and saluted the Buddha, then stood there and waited quietly.

"Amitabha."

After a long time, Xuanci finished his homework, sang the Buddha's name, slowly opened his eyes and asked:

"Junior Brother Xuandu, is there something wrong?"

"Abbot, the people who have come to our temple to investigate in recent days have already found out."

After Xuandu bowed his head slightly to signal, he opened his mouth to answer Xuanci's question.

"Oh? I don't know which expert sent it?"

"It seems to be Duan Yanqing, the head of the four villains. My junior just got the news that this Layman Duan and the South Sea Alligator have left Luoyang and are heading towards Mount Song."

"Amitabha~"

Xuanci sang the Buddha's name without changing his face, but he was full of doubts in his heart.

At the beginning when Mengzhou posted a bulletin saying that Yun Zhonghe was killed by an eminent Shaolin monk, he knew that the four villains would come to investigate the matter.

But he was very sure that this matter was not done by Shaolin, the biggest possibility was his old opponent Shenshan Shangren, but... there is no evidence!
Then they suddenly heard that Ye Erniang was killed by Huang Lin, and Duan Yanqing also appeared in Henan Mansion.

So he pushed the boat with the current and led Duan Yanqing to Leigu Mountain.

But what happened later was beyond his expectations.

Not only did Duan Yanqing come down from Leigu Mountain unscathed, he also brought back Lao San Yue!

Now the two of them are coming towards Shaolin again. Could it be that Wuhua is really a Shaolin monk?
Thinking of this, he opened his mouth and said:
"Isn't it my younger brother who went to Mengzhou to inquire about Yun Zhonghe? Then 'Wu Hua' ever claimed to be a Shaolin disciple?"

Hearing this, Xuandu thought carefully before saying:

"Returning to the abbot, the younger brother had carefully consulted Su Zhizhou and Sun Inspector, and that Wuhua only said that she came from Taiyuan, but did not report the temple where she was, and the martial arts she used seemed to be called 'Dawei Tianlong'."

"Later, Zhizhou Su invited Lord Xue, the enemy of the king of hell, to examine his wounds, and realized that what Yun Zhonghe was holding was the powerful vajra palm of our temple."

After Xuanci finished listening, he rolled the Buddha string with his eyes slightly closed, and the hall was silent for a while.

"Amitabha!"

After a long time, Xuanci sang the Buddha's name, and then continued:

"My old man once heard that Senior Brother Shenshan took in a good apprentice in the early years. Counting the time, it should be around twenty now."

"As for Layman Duan, it's best to treat each other with courtesy."

Xuandu understood what he said, and immediately bowed slightly, and sang the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha."

He was about to say goodbye and leave, but he heard Xuan Ci say:

"Junior brother, there is one more thing you need to do yourself."

"Amitabha!"

Hearing this, Xuandu sang the Buddha's name again to show his acceptance.

"The deputy leader of the beggar gang has a last letter from the sword-bearded Wang Jiantong Wang Daxia, you go and tell the deputy leader Ma, and then say"

Speaking of this, Xuanci thought for a while before continuing:
"Just say that this letter is related to the safety of my martial arts in the Central Plains, and even the rise and fall of my Great Song Dynasty. Please keep it safe, Madam Ma!"

Xuandu can be regarded as a person who is not surprised by changes, but he couldn't help but change his face when he heard these words.

"Abbot, this. Such an important thing, why don't you take it back to Shaolin for safekeeping?"

"Amitabha, don't ask too many questions, just do as I say."

After finishing speaking, Xuanci closed his eyes and knocked on the wooden fish again.

Seeing this, Xuandu had no choice but to bow and leave.

Dengfeng, West Gate.

Duan Yanqing and Yue Laosan had just entered the city, and after a few steps, a man dressed as a servant approached.

Yue Laosan thought it was a gangster in the city who was stealing chickens and dogs, and was about to crush someone to death, but saw the young man say:

"But Uncle Duan and Third Master Yue? My master is here to invite you!"

The two were a little confused. They came directly from Luoyang to Dengfeng and did not stop along the way. How could this whereabouts be exposed?
"Who is your master?"

The boy took out a page of paper from his pocket, opened it, flashed it in front of Duan Yanqing and Yue Laosan, and took it back.

"So it's this bull nose!"

After seeing the words written on the paper clearly, Yue Laosan resisted the crocodile's mouth cutting and cursing.

Duan Yanqing thought about it for a while, then said:

"Lead the way!"

A group of three came to the small courtyard of Chengbei Yuelai Inn.

As soon as he entered the door, Yue Laosan yelled at Nine Wings in the courtyard:

"Niubi, how did you know that Boss and I were coming?"

"Poverty Nine Wings, I met Mr. Duan!"

Taoist Nine Wings ignored Yue Laosan, bowed to Duan Yanqing with cupped fists, stroked his beard and said:

"According to the order of my palace master, I will wait for you two here and assist you in your actions."

"Who is your palace master?"

Duan Yanqing didn't relax his vigilance just because Yue Laosan and Jiu Yi were familiar with each other.

"Brother Yue, the master of my family, also knows him, that is Mr. Huang Lin and Huang."

As soon as Nine Wings finished speaking, Laosan Yue opened his eyes wide and shouted in disbelief:

"Hey, when did that guy become a royal princess? Could it be that he is a woman?"

"Cough cough."

Jiu Yi stared at Yue Laosan dumbfounded, still pinching a beard that had just been torn off in his hand.

This guy really dares to say anything!
Aren't you afraid that the palace lord will find out and tap his acupuncture points to make him pee his pants?

Duan Yanqing also glanced at Yue Laosan angrily, and said:
"Mr. Huang has a heart! It just so happens that Duan is really short of manpower."

In his thinking, since the other party is Huang Lin's subordinate and also knows the third child, he should be trustworthy in taking Xu Zhu away.

After all, considering the opponent's martial arts, if you want to kill Duan Yanqing, you don't need to be so troublesome.

As for whether Jiuyi has any other plans to go to Shaolin, that's none of his business, he just needs to take Xu Zhu away.

Next, the three carefully set and adjusted the plan.

Well, Duan Yanqing and Nine Wings were mainly talking.

As for Yue Laosan, neither of them thought of asking him to give advice.

In a blink of an eye, it was midnight.

In the dead of night in Dengfeng City, three black and gray figures rose and fell before disappearing to the north.

At this time, the Shaolin Temple was already silent except for the monks who patrolled daily.

With the martial arts of Duan Yanqing and the others, these monks patrolling at night couldn't detect any movement at all. They walked all the way from the foot of the mountain to the Shaolin Temple, as if entering no one's land.

In the shadow of a large hall, Duan Yanqing said aloud:
"Third brother, you and Taoist Nine Wings should go to the Sutra Pavilion. If Duan is discovered, you should make a fuss there."

The voice was extremely low, and it sounded right next to the ears of the two, apparently controlled by superb internal force.

This was all planned long ago, the two of them didn't reply, they nodded their heads and then lifted their spirits and headed straight to the direction of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the west.

Duan Yanqing, on the other hand, leaned on two crutches and headed for the northwest.

The two iron crutches touched the bluestone board bit by bit, but there was no sound or trace left.

He had already figured out the terrain of Shaolin, and he arrived in front of the row of low houses very smoothly.

Here is where the disciples of Xu Zi's generation live. There are eight people living in each room, all of which are Datong shops.

Duan Yanqing stopped at the door of one of the rooms and quietly checked it out.

This is the place where his nephew Xu Zhu lived, after a while, seeing that the people inside were breathing heavily, he wrapped the hinge of the door with his internal force, pushed the door and entered.

With a swing of the iron crutch, Duan Yanqing checked the backs of the eight monks one by one after all eight of them had their acupuncture points pressed.

Until the fifth monk, there were only nine scars on his back, and he opened his pants to look at his buttocks.

That's right, it's all right!
After looking at the portrait of this nephew, Duan Yanqing couldn't help but frowned.

Although Ye Erniang's appearance was ruined, it can be seen that her appearance was quite good.

But the little monk in front of him has turned up nostrils, protruding ears, thick lips, and looks so ugly!

Is this really Ye Laoer's son?
Duan Yanqing was a little skeptical, but Xiangba couldn't be fake.

Pressing down his thoughts, he took the quilt and wrapped Xu Zhu up, put it on his shoulders and was about to leave.

When they reached the door, they stopped again, looked back at the remaining seven monks, and their eyes gradually turned cold.

These monks seem to have bullied his nephew!
But then his heart moved, he turned his head to look at Xu Zhu who was being supported on his shoulders, the murderous look in his eyes gradually dissipated.

It's better not to make extra troubles, take the nephew back first and then talk about it!

Let him avenge this revenge by himself in the future!

Thinking of this, Duan Yanqing finally gave up the plan to kill these monks, and left with a muffled grunt.

Everything is going well, and it seems that the previous worries are a bit unnecessary.

All the way to the vicinity of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion, nothing happened, and Duan Yanqing relaxed a little.

But when he arrived at the agreed meeting place, he didn't see Yue Laosan and Jiu Yi.

!!!

He knew that Yue Laosan was out of tune, but Nine Wings was not a person who didn't care about the importance.

Is something wrong? !

Duan Yanqing immediately calmed down and carefully felt the movement around him.

There was a faint sound coming from the southwest direction.

Before he got close, he heard Yue Laosan screaming in a low voice:

"Your grandma! I came to Shaolin to rob someone, not your son."

"Are you fucking crazy?"

　Thanks to "Uncle Sun" for the reward!

　　Thanks to "mc0310" for the reward!

　　Thank you "Jin Wen Yu Yan" for your reward!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)