Sleeping Arhat

Chapter 253 Bamboo Lodge
This day and night, Wu Xian ran around the Shaolin Temple without thinking. He was only familiar with the various terrains in the Shaolin Temple, such as Arhat Hall, Bodhidharma Hall, Prajna Temple, Discipline Temple, Sutra Pavilion, Abbot's Abode... He planned everything. Go turn it around.

However, there are so many buildings in Shaolin Temple, I really don’t know where is Arhat Hall and where is Prajna Temple, and it is not an easy task to get familiar with the environment in such a huge Shaolin Temple.

Wu Xian looked up to the northwest, and saw a pagoda of more than ten feet above him. The lights in the pagoda were shining brightly, and a full moon rose on the pagoda, and the full moon was fading. On the tile mahogany, another point of color is added.

Just as Wu Xian was about to look, he climbed onto a roof and hid behind the ridge of the roof. As soon as he settled down, he saw two figures flying past from south to north. The monk's robes were blowing in the wind, and the sword was reflected in the moon. They were patrolling the temple. monk.

When the two monks passed by the house, Wu Xian moved forward a few zhang again, he heard the sound of footsteps on the roof tiles, he immediately hid in the corner, but saw another two monks leaping past, and saw the group of monks coming and going. , the shuttle is similar, and the inspection is extremely strict, I am afraid that the inner courtyard of the palace is not as good.After seeing such a scene, he knew that if he went further, the monks would definitely notice him, so he had to go elsewhere.

Wu Xian sighed, Shaolin Temple is worthy of its great reputation, the monks will not enter the temple, the patrols are criss-crossed, there is almost no space to get out and enter, there is interest in Wu Xian's eyes, he doesn't believe it, these monks are made of iron , without a trace of fatigue, without a trace of flaws, Wu Xian will eventually seize the opportunity, just like the buddy who got in from the dog hole in the wall, no matter how strict the defense is, it will never be perfect, and there will eventually be a trace of loopholes .

As a result, it took Wu Xian ten days to investigate the interior of Shaolin Temple. It turned out that on the first day, the very tall pagoda was the Buddhist scripture pavilion of Shaolin Temple. , all of which are hidden in it, because there is some chaos outside the Shaolin Temple recently, so all the monks in the martial arts academy are asked to put down their homework, martial arts and other matters, and to strengthen the patrol of the temple's important areas, in case anyone sneaks into the Shaolin Temple to do evil.

And Wu Xian also discovered that there are five important places in the temple, one of which is the Buddhist scripture pavilion, and there are so many patrolling monks coming and going, even Wu Xian has no chance to take a look, and Wu Xian also saw the empty space by chance. On the side of wisdom, he followed Kongzhi all the time, and found a monastery on the east side of where Kongzhi lived.

A few days after mid-June, Wu Xian's exploration did not follow up at all. This night, there was a sudden heavy rain in the sky, and Wu Xian was a little surprised. In this way, the plan he shelved could be implemented again.

The drizzle from the sky is like silk, falling continuously, the pattering raindrops hit the eaves, bluestones, tiles, grass, and branches. Falling into the ears together, Wu Xian felt a little joy in his heart, just listening to the noisy sound of raindrops, he felt a little pleasant.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there were fewer monks patrolling the road. Wu Xian wanted to go to the five important places that hadn't been explored yet. He evaded and zigzag, and came to a bamboo forest. He saw a small house in front of him, with lights shining through the window. .

Wu Xian's heart moved, and he couldn't help but slightly frowned. Ordinary monks live together, and the one who can have a single room like this, or it is located in such a secluded bamboo forest, must be an eminent monk.

At this moment, Wu Xian was already drenched all over, and the raindrops as big as soybeans hit his face and hands, bouncing off drop by drop. He didn't continue to walk, but bullied him under the window of the small house, and he heard someone talking inside. An old and familiar voice, and it sounds powerful and full of energy, is the voice of Master Kongzhi.

I only heard him say in a cold voice, his voice was calm and emotionless: "For this golden lion king, Shaolin Temple has killed 23 people in January. It is not my Buddha's merciful intention to commit more crimes. And the Ming religion is bright." Yang Xiao, the left envoy, Fan Yao, the right envoy, and Yin Tianzheng, the demon king with white eyebrows, successively sent envoys to the temple, begging me to let Xie Xun go..."

Kongzhi continued: "Although the temple is pushing back, how can the Mingjiao give up on this? The master Zhang's martial arts are superb, and he has never been seen. A hundred miles away from the temple, there are five scattered people from the Mingjiao stationed at the foot of the mountain with a group of disciples, all the time. Threatening my Shaolin, I'm afraid there are more plots in the dark. What's more, my Shaolin monks were rescued by him in Wan'an Temple that day, and I owe them kindness. If he came to ask in person, how would we respond?"

An old and gloomy voice coughed softly, Wu Xian heard it, his heart was shocked, and he immediately knew that Yuan Zhen had changed his name to Cheng Kun.

Wu Xian suppressed his excitement. These days, Cheng Kun could teach him how to find him. He was annoyed and anxious, and really wanted to take advantage of the rainy night to rush in and beat Cheng Kun up and down. The job was over, and he took his dog's life, but there was still the monk Kongzhi in the room. Wu Xian suppressed the resentment in his heart, held his breath, and listened to the movement in the room.

Cheng Kun sneered from inside the room, and said darkly: "Xie Xun is guarded by three grand master uncles, so he is absolutely safe. This hero meeting involves the rise and fall of our Shaolin School for thousands of years, and some small grievances and grievances of the Demon Cult. Uncle Kongzhi, you naturally don’t need to worry about it, and I have a way to deal with those Mingjiao devils at the foot of the mountain, as long as you do what I tell you well.”

Wu Xian was a little surprised, why Cheng Kun's speech was vaguely mastering the initiative, and it was quite oppressive. You must know that Kong Zhi is a generation older than him, and he is his uncle!Could it be...

Kongzhi yelled: "Okay, Cheng Kun, now senior brother Kongwen unfortunately fell into your tricks and fell into your trap, and Shaolin Temple was also emptied by you. I can keep the centuries-old foundation of my Shaolin Temple, and it won’t be ruined, but you must not be complacent, people are doing it, and the sky is watching, it’s not that you don’t report that the time has not come.”

Cheng Kun chuckled, and said coldly: "I don't need to bother Mr. Kongzhi, it's getting late and I'm tired, so you can leave and don't disturb my rest."

"Cheng Kun, you..." Kong Zhi shouted angrily, and finally had no choice but to leave the room.

Wu Xian dodged sideways, and quietly hid by the side of the hut against the wall. After a while, he heard a sound of "Yeah", and a light shot out from the door, and then a bald figure walked out. Wu Xian watched Kong Zhi leave, and stood in the original place again. ground, pondering carefully.

But at this time, there was a soft stomp on the floor in the hut, it turned out that apart from Cheng Kun and Kong Zhi, there was another person hiding in the room.Wu Xian couldn't help being startled, even his breathing slowed down a bit, took a breath, he was careful not to startle the snake, and he didn't dare to expose anything.

(End of this chapter)