The monk in the martial arts world

Chapter 4
Since Hui Xin drove out of the Shaolin Temple, he was like a wild horse that had been having fun. He rode the horse happily along the way. He was only a child at first, and Cheng Guan didn't stop him, but when he approached the town, he found It caught Huixin who was staring outside a steamed bun shop.

"Senior nephew, you came just in time. I wonder how much money the abbot brother gave us?"

Hui Xin pointed to the steamed bun in front of her, and asked Cheng Guan cautiously.

"Amitabha, uncle, the necessary skill for a monk is to ask for alms. Please wait again, and my nephew will fetch it for you."

Cheng Guan took out a lavender bowl from the cloth bag behind him, clasped his palms together and saluted the owner of the steamed bun shop, shouting the Buddha's name and saying, "The almsgiver is destined, the next group is Shaolin Temple monks, passing by the treasure shop, please donate some vegetarian food!"

The owner of the shop is an old man. Ever since he saw Huixin, he knew that today he would not be able to hide. But seeing that Huixin was only a young monk, he didn't think much about it. Unexpectedly, a dozen monks came after a while.

"Wait a minute, Nephew Chengguan. It's not easy for this old man to work from dawn to dusk. If we have hands and feet, don't make things difficult for him here. I have some broken silver here, so please sell us some plain steamed buns, a bowl. Clear water is enough! May I ask where is the boundary here?"

Seeing that Hui Xin was very polite and didn't forcefully extort the vegetarian food, the shop owner felt good about him, put his palms together in return and said, "This little master is very polite, I don't need the money, here is a basket of steamed buns, just treat it as me making friends with you masters, here It's Kaifeng Mansion, and this is the first time for the young master to travel far away?"

Seeing this, Cheng Guan sighed but didn't think much, and said casually, "I'll thank the benefactor, this is Uncle Hui Xin, old man please!"

After accepting more than 50 steamed buns and some vegetarian dishes, Huixin felt a little uncomfortable. Shopping in modern times also requires money, so she seldom eats vegetarian dishes with Master.

After a brief lunch, they went on the road with Cheng Guan and the others. This time Hui Xin did not leave the team, and everything was the same as usual.

All the way to the north, but after seven days and nights, I finally arrived at Shuntian Mansion within the stipulated time limit.

As the capital of the Qing Dynasty, Shaolin Temple still received preferential treatment from some local officials.

"Uncle, the Forbidden City is ahead, wait for Uncle and don't open your mouth, nephew will handle everything." Cheng Guan stroked his beard, and said earnestly to Hui Xin.

Along the way, Huixin has caused troubles a lot, but as a first-class master, especially from Shaolin Temple, how can he make some fellows in the rivers and lakes give way to three points, and with Chengguan Chengtong's guards, there is no big trouble.

"I get it, I get it, how can you be more ink-stained than your master, how uncomfortable!"

Huixin looked at the surrounding buildings on her own, and looked at the surrounding soldiers curiously.

"What are you doing? I don't know that this is an important part of the imperial palace. Leave quickly!" A guard with a knife in front of the imperial court stepped forward to drive away.

Cheng Guan saluted with a single palm, "The poor monks and others are summoned by the emperor, and here are our name cards and secret decrees for customs clearance."

Cheng Tong spread out his burden and took out an imperial decree wrapped in a yellow silk cloth.

The guards were about to check, but they saw a small group of people coming out from the main gate of the palace, just in time to see this scene, they rushed forward to stop them and said, "Xiao Qi, go down, don't be rude, everyone should be eminent monks from Shaolin, right?" Duolong, the head of the imperial guards, has been waiting for a long time!"

Doron?Hui Xin was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head and sneered, he turned out to be a fat middle-aged man with big ears, only seven feet in height, with a sly face, unconsciously stroking his mustache.

But his strength is barely second-rate, his martial arts are ordinary, and he is cunning with a hint of stupidity.

"It's me who was called to come here!" Cheng took a look at Huixin, and then replied.

Duolong checked the imperial decree, immediately closed his mouth and said with a smile, "Everyone, please follow me, the emperor has been waiting for a long time!"

Huixin saw the palace for the first time, for some reason, he always had a very familiar feeling, but he couldn't remember it, and after a while, he was confused by the palace of Nuoda, and followed Duolong to a different place in a daze. courtyard.

"Cough cough, everyone stay here for a while, I'm going to report to the emperor, Zhao Qixian, Zhang Kangnian, you two are responsible for taking good care of the masters, don't be negligent and make a mistake, be careful that I will take care of you!"

Doron left after threatening the next two guards.

Huixin was a little curious, and couldn't help smiling when she saw that the two were acting like fools.

These two people can be regarded as the second generals of Heng Ha in the Great Inner Palace, but they don't know if Wei Xiaobao has entered the palace now, and the plot should have already started, but it was Xuan Ye who was going to deal with Aobai, so he invited the eminent monk of Shaolin Temple Going to Beijing, intending to ask Obai about his weaknesses.

Hui Xin bowed her head in thought, but she didn't want the two guards to be so troubled, and only heard one of them speak.

"Masters, please take a rest in the side hall first, and the maids will serve you tea!" Zhang Kangnian asked Cheng Guan to wait for his seat with a slightly respectful and fanatical gaze.

After Cheng Guan thanked him, he first asked Hui Xin to come forward and take a seat, and then sat beside Hui Xin.

"Who is this little master?" Zhao Qixian looked at Huixin curiously.

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