Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 1131

The current abbot of Puxian Temple, whose Dharma name is Guangyuan, is in his sixties and does not know martial arts.The whole temple, except for a dozen monks, don't know martial arts, they can only teach Zen.On the day when people from the martial arts came, the monks in the temple saw that the martial arts were not enough to scare them off, so they sent texts and talked about Zen all night, and finally had to give up.

Why?Because a well-dressed man of unknown origin and sect got impatient and knocked out the teeth of an eminent monk. Since then, no one dared to teach Zen, not even Master Guangyuan.He originally thought that the Emei Sect would invite comrades to subdue these stubborn people in the martial arts world, but the next day he figured it out, thinking that Puxian Temple would be doomed, even if the Arhats were invited to descend to the mortal world, it would not help.Therefore, he specifically asked all the monks in the temple not to provoke these "recalcitrant" people, and to sit in meditation every day besides sitting in meditation.In such a huge temple, apart from occasional monks, people from the rivers and lakes with knives and swords can be seen everywhere.

After lighting the lamps, although the cold wind remained, there were still many martial artists walking around inside and outside Puxian Temple.Especially on the side of Baishui Pond, it was crowded with people, all of them were crying and howling.Yes, their calls can indeed be described as howling ghosts and howling wolves.This season, where does the lyre frog come from?They had to use calls to attract the unusual big lyre frog.After hearing their howling ghosts and howling wolves, let alone the Daqin Frog, even the ghosts would not want to come out.It's a pity that they all think that their voice is the most moving.People, sometimes they are always self-righteous.

Around [-] o'clock, there were fewer people.At this time, a peddler-like person came to Puxian Temple slowly, followed by an old man behind him.After the two entered Puxian Temple, someone immediately recognized the "peddler" as the person who cursed Fang Jianming in the tavern during the day, and when they saw him coming, they all ran away, as if they had seen a plague god.Of course they didn't know that the person who scolded Fang Jianming was Fang Jianming himself.In this way, Fang Jianming felt much more relaxed, and soon came to the white water pool.

Hearing the cries of ghosts and wolves, Fang Jianming frowned, and said, "I don't know why, even if there are qin frogs now, they would have been scared away after hearing your cries."

A big man next to him said: "Boy, what do you mean by that? Do you mean that our screams are ugly?"

Fang Jianming cupped his hands and said: "Where, where, I have absolutely no intention of that. The cry of the lyre frog is like playing the lute. Among you, if anyone can play the lute, wouldn't it be better than doing it here?"

After hearing what he said, the dozen or so people around stopped talking and looked at each other, as if they were looking for someone who knew how to play the piano.Suddenly one person slapped his head and said: "I remembered, a middle-aged man came this morning with a piano case on his back, he must be a piano player, let's go find him."

Someone said: "Even if you want to find him, you have to know where he went."

Another person said: "What are you looking for? I saw him enter the abbot's room when I had dinner earlier, and I must have not come out yet." Just after speaking, a large group of people rushed towards the abbot's room noisily.Fang Jianming and Zhang Dagan were squeezed in the crowd, so they had no choice but to follow them.Not long after, when he came outside the abbot's room, he saw two monks standing in front of the meditation room with long sticks in their hands.The two monks looked terrified, not knowing why they came here suddenly.

Someone said: "Monk, tell Guangyuan to come out quickly."

Someone also said: "Monk, is the middle-aged man carrying the piano inside? Get him out quickly."

Some even said: "What are you talking about with these two bald donkeys? Let's break in and find Guangyuan and the middle-aged man."

Amidst the noise, several people walked up the steps, intending to drive the two monks away and enter the room to arrest them.Strangely, there was no movement in the abbot's room, as if there was no one there.Some of the knowledgeable ones kept their footsteps down and didn't make a sound. Only some of them who had little knowledge and only made noises were still clamoring.

Seeing that those people were about to walk up the steps, they suddenly heard a voice from the abbot's room saying: "Stop!" The voice was not loud, but there was a majesty in it, and those people couldn't help but stop.

After a while, the faces of those people blushed a little, they all thought who you are, if you tell us to stop, we will stop, drag you out, whoever you are, let's beat you up first.Just as he was about to move forward, he suddenly let out a cry of "Oops", and rolled down the stone steps, like a few big radishes.

Everyone screamed in amazement, those in front walked a few steps forward, looked down, and saw those people rolling their eyes, they didn't know if they were bewitched by evil spirits, or they were hit by some acupuncture points.Zhang Daqian and Fang Jianming have excellent eyesight, and they have already seen that the "ball hole" under the eyes was hit by something as thin as a hair.However, they didn't see what it was for a while, they only knew that it was shot through the window paper.

Fang Jianming secretly said: "Master Guangyuan really doesn't know martial arts. If you say that, the person who hit the hidden weapon must be the middle-aged man with the piano on his back, but I don't know who he is? He has such skills."

Suddenly someone said: "Okay, whoever is hiding in the house and stabs someone in the back, come out and let us see, otherwise, we will rush in, then don't blame us for winning with more."

Upon hearing this, someone immediately echoed: "That's right, come out quickly! If I get angry, I will burn down this Puxian Temple, and see if you dare to stab someone in the back."

"Amitabha."

Suddenly I heard the sound of the Buddha's horn, and then I saw the door of the abbot's room opened. Master Guangyuan walked out first, and said with palms together: "The almsgiver is so angry, the poor monk has come out." young people.This middle-aged man is extremely tall. Although he is standing behind Master Guangyuan, he is a full head taller than Master Guangyuan. Even if he is standing in a crowd, he is still half a head taller than many people.

The few people who had been taught the lesson got up, rubbed their eyes one by one, and said, "Ge Laozi, is it you who are shooting sniper in the room?"

The middle-aged man turned his body sideways, stood up from behind Master Guangyuan, and said, "So what? What are you doing?" Hearing the voice, it was the person who called to stop earlier.

The man said: "Ge Laozi, I will fight with you." He rushed forward.He thought that he would take the lead, and the people who were assassinated with him would have to shout and follow him out of the same mentality as him. Unexpectedly, instead of rushing forward, those people each took two steps back.

The man felt something was wrong, but if he just retreated, wouldn't it be embarrassing? With an idea, he slowed down, stopped on the sixth stone step, and said, "Ge Laozi, I will settle this account sooner or later." Let me tell you, I don’t have the same knowledge as you for the time being.” After snorting a few times, he walked down the stone steps and retreated into the crowd.

The middle-aged man looked at him indifferently and did not speak. Master Guangyuan saw that the man retreated from the crowd, put his palms together and said, "Amitabha, I don't know what your benefactors have learned from coming here?"

The field was full of excitement, the excitement when they came was only reduced by the fact that the middle-aged man knew martial arts, no one dared to be the first to speak.

After a while, someone suddenly smiled coldly and said: "I heard that there is a person who can play the piano here, the old man has a look." When the person said the first word, he was still far away. People have come behind the crowd.Everyone turned their heads one after another, and many stood on tiptoes to see who it was.For some reason, the crowd suddenly dispersed automatically, making way for the visitor.Fang Jianming and Zhang Daqian followed the crowd and naturally retreated to the side.

The visitor was not a single person, but a group of people. The leader was wearing a long robe with his hands behind his back, looking around as if there was no one else around.Behind him, there were a total of nine people, and the two who had been taught by Zhang Daqian during the day were impressively listed.Zhang Daqian had already told Fang Jianming about this, so the two immediately guessed that these people were all from Tianjiu Palace, and they might all be members of the "Thirteen Envoys of the Wind and Cloud".Firstly, there were too many people, and secondly, the Eighth Envoy and Ninth Envoy didn't pay attention to the crowd, so they didn't notice Zhang Daqian. If they found out, they would probably fight on the spot.

After walking in from the path that was left out, the leader raised his eyelids slightly, glanced at the middle-aged man with the piano on his back, and said slowly: "Your Excellency, it seems that he is the piano master. The old man Yan Dongsheng is Tianjiu Palace Fengyun Ten The first envoy of the three envoys." There are not many people with the surname Yan, and I have never heard of Yan Dongsheng, but once the title of "The first envoy of the Thirteen Envoys of Tianjiu Palace Fengyun" is added, it will be a big deal. .

After hearing this, the middle-aged man with the piano on his back, not to mention his complexion, didn't even disturb the rhythm of his breathing, and said calmly, "What do you want from me?"

(End of this chapter)