My wife is the reborn boss

Chapter 41 The Best of the Game

Yongren smiled: "I'm sorry, I'm an undercover agent."

Xuan Le, whose dantian has been destroyed, fell into deep despair: "How did you guess it was mine?"

Master Xuanjie, who was pretending to be seriously injured on the ground, got up and wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth: "We don't just suspect you, to be precise, the seven heads except the poor monk and Junior Brother Xuanhua are the objects of suspicion."

Master Xuanhua continued: "That's right, Poor Monk and Brother Xuanjie are in charge of the Bodhi Courtyard and the Precepts Courtyard. The two of us can freely enter and leave the top floor of the Sutra Pavilion without the consent of the abbot. If you want to take the 'Maha Wuliang Jue', you can do it at any time .So the two of us were cleared of suspicion from the very beginning."

"Master Yongren has quietly entered the temple yesterday to inform Senior Brother Xuankong that we should contact him to meet tonight." Master Xuanjie had a rare smile on his always serious face: "Today there are no activities in the courtyards at night, so Senior Brother Xuankong Arranging the vigil for the poor monk is to see who will go out at night."

Xuan Le was puzzled: "The one who went out privately is obviously Xuan Hua!"

"What Senior Brother Xuanjie said was the original plan, but after discussing with us, we feel that someone who can lurk in the temple for more than ten years and even sit on the first seat will not be so unwise." Xuanhua's gloomy face dissipated, and he recovered With a smile on his face: "Fortunately, with the guidance of an expert, the poor monk and senior brother Xuanjie performed this scene together with Master Yongren."

Xuan Le still has one last question, he looked at Yongren: "You have been the national teacher of the Western Regions for more than ten years, and you have even gained the trust of the Thousand Buddha Caves. Even at the risk of killing you, you have to betray us? Who are you!"

Yongren clasped his hands together, with a peaceful face: "Amitabha, the poor monk named Yi Mingyi, who was given the title Mystery after he was ordained and became a monk, is the younger brother of Abbot Xuankong of Shaolin Temple. He went to the Western Regions as an undercover agent 20 years ago. Donor Liu Jianming, you have moved forward in 18 years Of course, the Shaolin Temple never knew about the poor monk."

Xuan Le's expression was gloomy: "Give me a chance."

Yongren: "How can I give you a chance."

Xuan Le: "I didn't have a choice before, but now I want to be a good person."

Yongren: "Alright, go talk to the Buddha and see if he tells you to be a good person."

Xuan Le: "That means I want to die."

Yongren: "I'm sorry, I'm from Shaolin Temple."

The light in Xuan Le's eyes gradually dimmed.

"Amitabha." A Buddha's chant came, and Abbot Xuankong walked slowly, followed by a person, who was Wu Qiong who directed the scene.

"Thanks to Wu Shaoxia's plan, I let the monk and others know that you are the only spy in the temple." Abbot Xuankong looked calm.

"Where is it?" Wu Qiong said modestly: "The main thing is that the masters performed well."

"First of all, Yongren, oh no, Master Xuanji." Wu Qiong commented: "After Master Xuanji gave up, he took a slight look at the Thousand Buddha Pagoda, and his eyes contained emotions such as anger, sadness, loss, remorse, and relief at the same time. There is a hint of pleasure in the deepest part. Then closing the eyes and then opening them is really a stroke of genius. Closing the eyes is to suppress the emotions in the heart, and opening them again, the eyes are completely empty. The master is really good at acting!"

"Wu Shaoxia is being polite." Xuanji smiled complacently: "The poor monk has been lurking in the Western Regions for 20 years. It can be said that this acting skill has been honed in life. And at that time, the poor monk really felt something in his heart. He closed his eyes and opened his eyes. The eyes are also the proud work of the poor monk, and the reason why the poor monk can break through himself is because of the brothers and me, so that the potential of the poor monk can be stimulated."

Wu Qiong nodded solemnly: "Yes, Master Xuanji has the essence of this Tao, but Abbot Xuankong can compete with you in acting without losing the slightest bit. When you turned to leave, the abbot looked at your back with eyes full of tears. It was reluctance and guilt. Countless words came to my lips, but I swallowed them all back. I just chanted the Buddha's name. There were countless emotions hidden in that 'Amitabha Buddha'. Abbot Xuankong's drama skills are evident. It is worthy of being A well-known old drama player in the Central Plains."

"Amitabha." Abbot Xuankong is always so modest: "Wu Shaoxia is absurd. I only saw a play in the market when I was young, and my acting skills are really bad. I am ashamed to say that the reason for my performance at that time is only It can be said that the master's acting skills are so profound that the little monk touched the scene and felt emotionally. The performance at that time was actually the original intention in the little monk's heart."

"Master was joking." Wu Qiong affirmed Abbot Xuankong's acting skills, and then hesitated for a moment: "Although the performances of the two masters are excellent, they really can't be regarded as the best."

Xuanji was displeased, he did not allow others to question his acting skills honed by lurking in the enemy camp for 20 years: "The poor monk doesn't like to hear the words of the benefactor, so you can tell me what's wrong with me?"

Come on, just now he was affectionately called Shaoxia, but now he has become a benefactor.

Wu Qiong rolled his eyes and patiently explained: "Master's acting skills are not a problem, but the problem is that the two of you have strayed from the point. You were acting as a master of the Western Regions, but in the play you were indeed a Shaolin monk. It stands to reason that you It should be the first meeting with Abbot Xuankong, how can there be so many emotions? The same is true for Abbot Xuankong."

Thinking about it for a while, Master Xuanji felt ashamed crawling up his face.It doesn't take any acting skills to act like a stranger, but he couldn't help adding drama to himself.

Seeing that Master Xuanji had understood, Wu Qiong went on to say: "If you want to say that the acting is good, you can count on Master Xuanjie. It was very common for him to refute Master Xuanhua's acting skills at that time, but the finishing touch was at the end. When showing hatred, he happened to turn his head one step ahead of time and didn't see it, so he didn't make Xuan Le suspicious. Also, when Xuan Le attacked him just now, Master Xuan Jie spurted a mouthful of blood and looked back at Xuan Le in mid-air , that unbelievable feeling, I really don't know what words to use to describe it!"

Xuan Jie's usually serious face is now full of smiles: "The poor monk knows that his acting skills are not good, and he really just acted out his usual appearance at the beginning. The last turning around is because of the tacit understanding with Xuanhua's junior brother. The poor monk knows that he is not good at acting. At that time, I should have shown resentful eyes, so I turned my head back in advance.

As for just now, the poor monk was performing in his true colors, but he temporarily suppressed the inner feelings when he saw Xuan Yue, and then released it when he attacked me sneakily. "

Wu Qiong nodded in agreement: "That's true, so the best performer tonight must be Master Xuanhua."

Master Xuanhua was stunned: "It shouldn't be, there are not many places where poor monks perform, how could the poor monk be the best performer today?"

Wu Qiong affirmed: "Master Xuanhua is too modest. At the beginning, you mentioned the 'Vajra Prajna Heart Sutra' at the perfect timing. It happened to be the time when Abbot Xuankong and Master Yongren were at a stalemate using their unique skills. At this time, you mentioned the secret book. , will definitely make interested people notice you.

Afterwards, you changed your usual kind-hearted and kind-hearted demeanor, arguing with Master Xuanjie with sarcasm, making the lurkers suspect that you are also a spy, and the last trace of resentment in your eyes is even more wonderful, sublimating the whole scene.

Then tonight, when you met with the national teacher Yongren, your expression was more gloomy, completely opposite to the amiable and amiable in the past, obviously it fits the way of the lurker who has been living with a mask all the time, and then you showed the real 'Maha "Infinite Jue" to Master Yongren.In the original setting, you should indicate that the task has not been completed, but this scene you added is a stroke of genius!Completely sublimated the grade of the whole play!Master Xuanhua, please accept the next obeisance! "

Wu Qiong bowed solemnly, and Master Xuanhua cheerfully helped him up: "Where is it? The main reason is that the script arranged by Wu Shaoxia is excellent, the plot is ups and downs, and the excellent acting skills of the brothers make this drama a perfect success." !"

"Junior Xuanhua is better at acting. It's useless for me to hone my acting skills in the Western Regions for 20 years. Today I know that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky!"

"Hey~ What did you say, senior brother! It's just because the role played by senior brother doesn't require any acting skills, so it's really overkill for senior brother to play this role!"

"Junior Brother Xuanhua's drama has melted into his bones, and the poor monk is convinced!"

"Brother Xuanjie cooperated well to have such an effect!"

"Wu Shaoxia's rehearsal is still better. Compared with his original arrangement, the little monk's original arrangement is simply unsightly!"

"Where is it, the abbot is too modest!"

Wu Qiong: "Hey hey hey hey hey hey"

Xuankong: "Hehehehehehe"

Xuan Jie: "Hey ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"

Xuanhua: "Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie"

Xuanji: "Humph hum hum hum hum"

In the back mountain of Shaolin, barbell-like laughter came and went.

Seeing the smug expressions of the actors in front of her, Xuan Le, who fell to the ground, closed her eyes in pain, with tears of regret slowly shedding from the corners of her eyes
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