This late Ming Dynasty is outrageous

Chapter 155 53: The Thick Zen Rod

Shaolin Temple is destined not to be peaceful today.

When Master Fangzheng returned with Yue Buqun and Lin Zhennan leading the team, before he had time to drink a cup of hot tea, he saw Yilong rushing in: "Abbot, Master Yue Lin Daxia, disciple has something important to report."

Master Fangzheng raised his eyebrows, because tonight was just to search the mountain, so Shaolin Temple was messy and noisy everywhere, so he didn't notice anything unusual.

Now that Yilong arrived, Fang Zheng's heart skipped a beat: "Could it be that there is a whereabouts of that Yu Canghai?"

Yilong looked serious: "Just now I met Yu Canghai and Mu Gaofeng at the gate of the mountain. Several senior brothers were injured in the battle. I wanted to chase after him, but I was not the opponent. So I wanted to ask the eminent monks in the temple to help. But I don't want to, the little novice Huipu who is in charge of cleaning the mountain road at this moment is naked... ahem and ran out..."

The three of them had clear eyes, especially when they heard the word "naked", they didn't think too much about it, but they felt that the little monk didn't like anything while sleeping, it was really a very unique hobby.

Fangzheng's face trembled slightly. He didn't know who HP was, but he could only ask, "What is it?"

Yilong said in a deep voice: "Then Hui Pu said that the thief Yu Canghai broke into his room in the middle of the night and snatched away the Karma Red Buddhist Sutra left by his master. This is the supreme treasure of my Shaolin. If the two of them practiced successfully, I'm afraid it will set off a martial arts catastrophe."

Karma red Buddhist scriptures?
What is this?

Fang Zheng's eyes froze for a moment when he heard the words, and then he showed a surprised and angry expression: "Really?"

Yilong didn't know the origin of this scripture, but when he saw Fang Zheng's expression of shock and anger, he wondered in his heart, could it really be my supreme treasure of Shaolin?
He thought about HP's extremely anxious expression again, and suddenly felt that this thing might be really dangerous.

So Yilong looked serious: "Fang Zheng, that HP has already caught up, saying that it is the treasure book left by his master, it is the supreme knowledge of my Shaolin, and it must not fall into the hands of outsiders. Abbot, the disciples have sent people to follow, At this moment, Yu Canghai has not gone far, and it is not too late for us to catch up."

Fang Zheng was frightened and angry on the surface, but he was muttering in his heart.

What exactly is this karmic red Buddhist scripture, he has never heard of it, and he doesn't know the root cause.Those eyes full of wisdom stared blankly at Yilong's expression, seeing Yilong's serious and flustered expression, Fang Zheng's heart sank even more.

"Is there really such a precious book in Shaolin? But why don't I know, I am the abbot of Shaolin."

"That's not right. I have countless masters in Shaolin, and I have many eccentricities. I once heard that someone hid in the Sutra Pavilion and swept the floor for decades. Their skills are so profound that they are unknown to outsiders."

"It is also rumored that an old monk wrote [Nine Suns Divine Art] such a unique knowledge, but his reputation is not obvious, so he put it in the cracks of the Gala Sutra. If someone did not get it by chance, I am afraid that such a unique knowledge would not be known to future generations."

"Is it the same for the karma-flaming Buddhist scriptures?"

"Hearing the name is my Shaolin thing."

Fang Zheng squinted his eyes. He was muttering in his heart, but when he saw Yilong's expression, he immediately believed it a little bit more. In addition, there are too many unique skills in Shaolin Temple, and some eminent monks are really inappropriate. Pass it on to your disciples, but leave it everywhere.

It is also possible that a unique skill suddenly appeared.

Even when I was squatting in the latrine that day, I fell into the cesspit and saw a set of peerless magic skills engraved on the wall of the cesspit, it is not impossible.

The world's martial arts come from Shaolin. I have learned a lot of Shaolin martial arts, and I don't even know how many there are.

This blazing red Buddhist scripture is naturally my Shaolin stuff.

Fang Zheng's heart was touched, he was not young, and he was well-informed.Coupled with the long inheritance of Shaolin, the various sects in the martial arts may not know about it, but he will know more or less about Shaolin.

Every time this kind of unheard of martial arts pops up suddenly, it can set off a storm in the martial arts world and kill bloody winds.The name of this Huohong Buddhist Sutra sounds so strange, and it must be a treasured book of unique learning, which cannot fall into the hands of evil sects and crooked ways.

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng's face straightened: "Lead the way ahead, I will personally arrest Yu Canghai."

Yilong's expression was shocked, and his face was full of determination: "Yes, please come with the abbot and his disciples." Seeing that Fang Zheng was going to do it himself, he immediately became more convinced that the Yehuohong Buddhist scriptures are the supreme treasures of Shaolin, and even more convinced that the martial arts are absolutely It is the best martial arts skill in the world.

Therefore, Yilong was shocked and angry, but also full of confidence.

As for why he was shocked and angry, naturally this unique skill slipped away from him, and he felt angry and guilty inside.

As for why I am full of confidence: because I am famous as a teacher in Shaolin!

Yilong walked out of the Daxiong Palace, and called out the eighteen stick monks aggressively: "Follow the abbot out of the mountain to arrest that Yu Canghai thief, and go prepare your horse quickly."

"Senior brother Yilong, why did the abbot leave the mountain?"

"Why? It's not that Yu Canghai and Mu Gaofeng snatched my Shaolin's Yehuohong Buddhist scriptures. They are really daring."

"Ah? What is this scripture? The abbot wants to do it himself."

"You are so ignorant and ignorant, I don't know about the Shaolin Collection? Actually, I don't know too well, but the abbot's face changed wildly after hearing this, and he was frightened and angry. Then HP also said that it would cause a catastrophe in the martial arts. If you think about it, this cheat book must be not easy. "

The eighteen-stick monk looked shocked: "Anyone who sets off a martial arts catastrophe will surely kill many people. This karmic red Buddha has a strange name, and it seems that it is not a proper way."

The hearts of the few monks shook slightly, even if the tendons of the Book of Changes spread, it would not cause a catastrophe in the martial arts.Because this thing is not easy to cultivate, and it does not rule the roost by killing.

However, in the martial arts world, whenever a unique technique that claims to cause some catastrophe appears, it must be a terrifying unique technique that kills people with profit, so we have to be cautious.

The horses of Shaolin Temple were kept at the foot of the mountain, and the Eighteen Stick Monks and Yilong went down the mountain immediately, letting the lay disciples prepare in advance.

And Shaoshi Mountain.

Anyway, he was holding a shining golden Zen stick. The thick arm of the Zen stick was full of golden light, and he didn't know what material it was made of.

At the top is a big round ball, the big round ball is hollowed out, and a series of mysterious small holes appear, densely packed, and there are bursts of Zen singing during the action.

There is a circle of golden chains hanging under the big ball. I don't know how many chains there are, each of which has a small golden ball hanging on it.

These small round balls are exquisite and heavy, seeming solid, the size of a child's fist, and carved with solemn Buddhas on them, which look majestic and majestic.

Master Fangzheng walked out of the Daxiong Hall with a majestic expression, holding a golden Zen stick, walking like a dragon and walking like a tiger.

While he was walking, the Zen staff made bursts of chanting sounds, and the golden balls collided together, shaking his mind like a wooden fish.

Seeing Fangzheng's seriousness, Lin Zhennan and Yue Buqun, who were already puzzled, looked at each other and quickly followed.

Walking halfway, he met a bald-headed Mrs. Dingyi who was holding a sword and walking in small steps with a strange posture.

Because Master Dingyi is a woman, the matter of searching the mountain was not handed over to the Hengshan School.It's not that they look down on women, it's that they are afraid of trouble.

First of all, it is right for a man to take care of a woman when he loves a woman, even a monk is no exception.

The disciples who came to Hengshan School were all pretty girls, in case one of them fell into the hands of Yu Canghai and Mu Gaofeng.

Now the two of them are lonely ghosts, with their lives cut off.If there is a thought of burning jade and stone, breaking pots and smashing, and doing something unforgivable to the female disciples of Hengshan School, then Shaolin Temple will make a big joke.

If this is the case, even if Yu Canghai and Mu Gaofeng are killed afterwards, the reputation of Shaolin and Hengshan will be greatly affected.

Master Dingyi was resting at first, but how could she sleep in such a mess in Shaolin Temple?Lonely and cold in the middle of the night, Master Dingyi only felt that the empty meditation room was not as empty as his body.

She walked out with the sword in hand. She wanted to take a walk, but for some reason, she thought of Yilin.Because of Yilin's marriage, Master Dingyi cared more about Yilin, fearing that this disciple would suffer a disadvantage.

However, I found that after getting married, Yilin changed a lot, and her figure seemed to change every day. Her buttocks were originally delicate and petite, but now they look like they are split in two every day. I don’t know how it developed. of.

Master Dingyi didn't get any unheard of news from other disciples, but from Yilin, the news he got was extremely novel.

I can't sleep anymore, so it makes sense to chat with my disciples, right?
Dingyi didn't think that it would be inconvenient at night, she is a single dog and a decent nun, can she understand what other married women do at night?

Therefore, Master Dingyi came directly to the door, wanting to chat with Yilin and relieve her loneliness.I thought to myself that I was so lonely and cold, and the emptiness seemed to be missing something.This little Yilin should be the same, since they are all lonely, it is also for the good of little Yilin to chat.

However, after Dingyi directly opened the courtyard door and walked in, he didn't want to see the shadow lying on the window.

Yilin's crying voice sounded beside her ear.

What makes Dingyi collapse even more is that he is empty and lacks something.

This little Yilin yelled that she was full or something, and what was even more outrageous was that she was overwhelmed?
Dingyi didn't know how long she had been listening, she just felt that her legs were numb and her feet were numb. At this time, a gust of wind blew, and she felt like ice under her body, and then shivered shiveringly. Turning around, looking down at the toes, with the bald head facing the front to look at the road, and walking away quickly with small steps with a pair of legs brushing.

I forgot to close the yard door...

Master Dingyi's head was full of the words of "swelling panic". She thought about it all the way, her bald head was about to split, but she still couldn't figure out why it was so swollen when it was so empty.

Could it be something stuffed?
She wanted to explore, but was inexplicably guilty.The hilt that the little hand grasped became tighter and tighter, and he only wanted to go back and try the standard of the hilt.

He just turned his head to the front, crossed his legs along the way, avoiding people, but bumped into Fang Zheng for some reason.

Mrs. Dingyi turned her head to Fang Zheng, and Fang Zheng also lowered his head slightly, head to head, in a gesture of etiquette.

Immediately, Fang Zheng asked suspiciously: "Master Dingyi, haven't you rested yet?"

Master Dingyi woke up solemnly, raised her head and looked at the past with trembling eyes, she stood up straight with her legs together in a panic, for fear of being seen by others.

It's just that after his eyes fell on Fang Zheng's thick-armed Zen staff, he couldn't move away even a little bit, and felt that the sword hilt in the palm of his hand was not so suitable for an instant.

"Master Dingyi?" Fang Zheng looked puzzled, seeing that Master Dingyi was silent and just looking at himself, he puffed out his chest calmly: "Master, what are you looking at?"

With a sullen face, Fang Zheng pulled the cassock secretly, making the wrinkled red rockery more straight.

Lin Zhennan and Yue Buqun next to each other looked at each other, feeling very strange, and couldn't help but stare at Mrs. Dingyi with weird expressions.

Master Dingyi recovered and raised her head, but saw three pairs of eyes staring at her, coupled with her guilty conscience, she blushed instantly, lowered her head, and turned her head to the three of them again: "Oh, sleepy poor nun!" No, thinking that the Yu Canghai thief is still at large, the poor nun can't sleep at night, and wants to come and ask if he can help."

Lin Zhennan looked at Master Dingyi's blushing right ear, moved his lips and said, "Master is really compassionate."

Yue Buqun tapped Yi Shitai's blushing left ear, and smiled mysteriously: "I'm afraid the teacher is worried that we will encounter plots."

He turned his head and glanced at Fang Zheng calmly, Yue Buqun muttered to himself.But seeing that Fang Zheng had a kind face, his usually squinted eyes were also trying to round at the moment, a gentle smile crept up on that stern face, and the thick lips were torn apart, and there was a charming arc.

Yue Buqun didn't dare to look at it immediately, because the information was too much, and his heart beat wildly.But the eyeballs rolled around, thinking whether he could profit from it.

Especially when he was looking straight ahead, seeing Master Dingyi rolling up his eyes and peeking at Master Fangzheng, Yue Buqun's heart beat even more: My God! ! !

He felt that it was quite absurd, but Master Dingyi's performance tonight was too dazzling.

Yue Buqun calmly restrained his strange expression, at this moment he felt the gaze from the side, he turned his head to look, and saw Lin Zhennan looking at him meaningfully.

The two remained calm, looked at each other, nodded silently, and then became expressionless.

Master Fangzheng smiled at the corner of his mouth, his thick lips pulled out a charming arc, and his voice was even softer: "Master, this old monk is about to go down the mountain. So that my master will know that Yu Canghai and Mu Gaofeng not only escaped from Shaoshi Mountain, He even stole a treasure book of magic skills from my Shaolin Temple. If you can't get rid of this trick, I'm afraid the martial arts will be disgusted by a catastrophe."

Master Fangzheng was full of compassion, and sighed in a vicissitudes of life.

Master Dingyi raised his head too, the wind has been blowing for a long time, the place is already dry.She didn't feel the cold, and she felt much less guilty.

It's just that the cheeks are still hot.

But Master Dingyi is a Buddhist at any rate, so self-cultivation is a must.

She kept telling herself: as long as you don't take off your clothes, no one will know you【】.

After repeated hints, Master Dingyi successfully brainwashed himself.

Her face is solemn, she raised her head normally, the rosiness of her cheeks dissipated little by little, and even her voice returned to its usual high-pitched voice: "It's unreasonable, the thief is hateful and bold. Master Fangzheng, don't worry, the poor nun will go with you , Slaying demons and demons, and eliminating this catastrophe.”

Speaking of this, I don't know why.

In the past, Dingyi, who is very generous and heroic, thought that Fang Zheng was going to be alone with the Zen stick in his hand, and she was inexplicably guilty.

So he changed his tone and hurriedly said: "If you want to come to Senior Brother Yue and Boss Lin, they will definitely help you."

Yue Buqun and Lin Zhennan looked at each other with inexplicable expressions, they smiled lightly and said, "It's natural."

It's like pretending to be nothing like the real thing.

The two murmured in their hearts.

The surface remained silent.

Master Fangzheng's face was full of joy: "It's so good, you and I join forces, and there are many monks in Shaolin. As long as we find those two, they will not be able to escape no matter what. Master, I arranged a fast horse at the foot of the mountain. , let's go down the mountain now."

Master Dingyi's face was solemn: "It should be like this."

The old monk Fangzheng walked forward with his Zen staff, and the Zen staff immediately made the sound of chanting sutras, and the ball the size of a small fist hit the big ball and made the sound of a wooden fish.

Especially when Fang Zheng grasped the golden Zen staff with thick arms, seeing the moment when he was able to close his fingers just now, for some reason, Master Dingyi blushed too much.

She silently lowered her head, facing the three of them with her bald head.

It's just that from the corner of the eye, he kept looking at Master Fangzheng... the Zen stick in his hand.

Lin Zhennan and Yue Buqun looked inexplicable, the corners of their mouths twitched, and they looked at each other silently without saying a word.

Master Fangzheng has profound skills, so he can naturally feel Master Dingyi's eyes.He couldn't help shaking his body, holding the Zen staff tightly with his right hand, he walked like a dragon and walked like a tiger.

The monks are all empty, so he doesn't care about women's eyes.

Is it a nun?
Ah this...

As the abbot of Shaolin, the old monk should pay attention to his daily words and deeds, so as not to embarrass Shaolin.The old monk walks like a dragon and walks like a tiger, and the chest straightened up is definitely not for the purpose of hooking up with the nun, the old monk is just for the sake of Shaolin's face.

However, he couldn't even think of killing Fang Zheng. Although he didn't think about what happened to the nun, he just wanted to show it a little bit because of the nun's attention. After all, this is a man's bad nature.

However, what he didn't expect was that what the nun was looking at was not him, but the Zen stick in his hand.

What he didn't expect was that even though they were just four people, they had different thoughts.

Fang Zheng thought the nun was looking at him, but the nun was actually looking at the Zen staff.

The nun thought that Lin Zhennan and Yue Buqun had discovered her secret, but in fact Lin Zhennan and Yue Buqun just thought that the other party was impure.

Lin Zhennan and Yue Buqun thought that Fang Zheng and the nun must have something wrong, nun and monk, it is impossible to guard against it.

But they would never have thought that the two of them had nothing to do with each other.

Fang Zheng strode forward in great strides, walking like a dragon and walking like a tiger, like a tiger and a tiger.But suddenly, he stepped into the air.

He used to walk around with measured steps, and the distance between each step was the same.He is very familiar with this Shaolin Temple, and he can walk safely with his eyes closed.

But he didn't want to enter the step and suddenly took a big step, coupled with paying attention to the eyes of the nun behind him, the old monk Fangzheng missed his foot without paying attention.

He took a big step and finally broke the egg. He looked painful, and threw the Zen staff out.

Fortunately, he has practiced martial arts all the year round, and finally he did not feel ashamed. Fang Zheng immediately used his lightness kung fu and dashed down ten steps at a step.

As long as he reacts quickly, no one will find out the fact that he stepped into the air.

That's a Zen stick...

"This Zen staff is quite heavy, which affects the speed of the old monk. It is important for me to catch Yu Canghai, so I don't need this Zen staff."

Fang Zheng left behind a figure, one step at a time, ten steps, and rushed away.

Behind him, Master Dingyi Taixin grasped the Zen staff firmly with his hands. At this moment, he felt that a pair of small hands were holding the body of the Zen staff, and his fingers could not be closed.

After all, her little hands are too small, not slender, and a little unusable.

Master Dingyi grabbed the Zen staff and hugged it in his arms, laying it across his chest at an angle, and shouted excitedly: "Master Fangzheng, poor nun, let me hold it for you."

Her eyes were pleasantly surprised, her small hands firmly grasped the Zen stick, even the sword was thrown aside, and she chased Fang Zheng's figure and ran down ten steps at a time.

Behind him, Yue Buqun and Lin Zhennan looked at each other, shocked.These two people run so fast, do they want to get rid of us?

Thinking of this, Lin Zhennan said quite understandingly: "Brother Yue, I'm not good at lightness kung fu, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with those two."

Yue Buqun also nodded: "Yu Canghai is full of tricks, don't give him a chance to kill him. Brother Lin, don't worry, little brother will accompany you. In this way, there will be Master Fangzheng before, and you and me later. No matter what Cang Hai wants to do this, as long as he dares to come back, he will definitely hit us."

Lin Zhennan clapped his hands: "This matter is wonderful, and it coincides with the way of the military strategist, so let's do it like this."

Fang Zheng, Fang Zheng, we can only help you so far.

(End of this chapter)