Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Jiumozhi stepped forward and bowed respectfully: "Little Monk Jiumozhi, I have met Mr. Congbian."

Su Xinghe raised his head, the person in front of him was wearing a bright yellow monk robe, there was a faint stream of precious light on his face, it really looked like jewels and jade.

Su Xinghe smiled and said, "Master, please!"

Jiumozhi stared intently, the Zhenlongwuwu game in front of him consisted of more than 200 sons, there was life in the calamity, and there was calamity in the life.Zhenlong with more than a dozen sons is common, and Zhenlong with dozens of sons is quite rare. Zhenlong with more than 200 sons in this round is really the only one in my life.

The chessboard in front of him seemed to have turned into a temple, and the black and white chess pieces had turned into a pair of hitters.Bai Zi's tricks are exquisite, attacking Hei Zi's vital points everywhere, but no matter how hard Bai Zi tries, Hei Zi's attack is easily received by Hei Zi.No matter how Bai Zi disassembles his moves, he will always end up missing a move.

This game of chess has come to an end, Jiumozhi talked with Su Xinghe for a few steps, and sighed: "The general situation is set, how can human beings do it?"

So he surrendered, stood up and bowed graciously, then turned around and stepped aside.

Seeing that Duan Yanqing was defeated, the yellow-browed monk knew that Duan Yanqing's chess strength was far superior to his own, even Duan Yanqing couldn't solve it, this chess game is no small matter.But those who are good at chess have always been like this, even if they know they are invincible, they still have to step forward to compete.

Immediately also stepped forward to play chess with Su Xinghe.Just now when it reached the fifth piece, the white chess pieces were already stretched out, unable to recover, the yellow-browed monk stared at the chessboard, thinking hard about the countermeasures.

Duan Yanqing saw the yellow-browed monk concentrating on his thoughts, and thought to himself: This old monk is not strong enough in chess, if he forces himself to participate in this game, he is really looking for his own death.I secretly used a method to interfere with him, so that he would be seriously injured even if he did not die. Wouldn't this remove a big obstacle for getting rid of Duan Zhengchun later?
After making up his mind, Duan Yanqing secretly mobilized his internal energy and taunted him: "The old monk is overestimating his own strength, so he didn't practice meditation in the temple and serve the Buddha well. After practicing martial arts for a few days, he dares to stand out for others. It's normal. Hehe, that's really ridiculous." Ah, it's ridiculous! Now that I've traveled thousands of miles to break the game, I really don't know the heights of heaven and earth at such an age!"

The woman nodded and said: "This is worthy of your father's usual teachings."

At that time, the yellow-browed monk Dali Vajra Finger had just completed, so he bid farewell to his master and went down the mountain.Entering the rivers and lakes for the first time, coupled with his youthful vigor, the yellow-browed monk at that time could be said to be arrogant, thinking that looking at the world, his mentor came first and himself second.

After saying that, the boy got off the donkey and came to the yellow-browed monk.

It was also thanks to the Huangmei monk who was born with a vision, and his heart was on the right side, so he escaped death by chance.Even so, there was still an inch-deep wound on the Huangmei monk's heart, which was always close to the heart.

The child saw that the yellow-browed monk was very rude, so he said immediately: "Mother, this great monk is very rude. Let me tell the truth, it's fine for him to be ungrateful, and it's still like this. Let me show him some color!"

Duan Yanqing originally intended to say that the Yellow-Browed Monk was entrusted by Emperor Baoding when he was in Dali, and came to the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations to rescue Duan Yu. Who would have thought that this sentence "You don't know the heights of the sky and the earth when you are old" touched the heartstrings of the Yellow-Browed Monk, and reminded him of his youth. An old story.

The yellow-browed monk acted without behavior, especially without knowing it, and laughed.

Duan Zhengchun stepped forward: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

The yellow-browed monk was proud of himself, but he was underestimated by a twelve or thirteen-year-old child, and then he heard the woman say that her powerful vajra finger was only [-]% perfect, how could he bear it?
So the yellow-browed monk ran forward and said, "Hey! That kid, you underestimated my kung fu as a monk, dare you give me some advice?"

Huangmei Touzi left the table, and said to Xuan, "Thank you, brother Buddha, for your guidance, the little monk almost lost his temper."

The yellow-browed monk was about to teach the child a lesson, but the child's strike was like lightning, and he used the powerful Vajra Finger. He hit the yellow-browed monk's heart with one finger, and the yellow-browed monk passed out immediately.

Walking to the ground of Mount Tai, I met the three evil spirits of Mount Tai who were quite famous in the underworld at that time. The yellow-browed monk single-handedly killed the three robbers with his fingers.

The woman has a beautiful appearance, she looks only in her thirties, and although her son looks only twelve or thirteen years old, he is also handsome in appearance.The two rode a donkey, both dressed in mourning.

After the child hit him, he stopped attacking and turned to leave.

After this battle, the yellow-browed monk has lost his inner demons since then, so he fled to Dali and never asked about Jianghu affairs.

Originally, this matter has gradually faded away after years of practicing meditation, but today, when he was concentrating on contemplation, Duan Yanqing stabbed him by mistake, and his mind was shocked immediately, fear, panic and other negative emotions rushed into his heart .

The woman sighed: "Forget it, forget it. Since someone else planted the cause, there is no reason not to let go of the fruit."

Seeing that the yellow-browed monk was in danger of going mad, Xuannan yelled, "Brother Huangbrowed Buddha! Since you are undecided, why not let it go!"

Seeing the woman weeping, the child said nothing, and let the donkey carry the two of them away.

The woman said with tears in her eyes, "Your father is fighting for power like this, what's the result? Are you going to follow in your father's footsteps?"

It is also the fate of the yellow-browed monk to have such a catastrophe. Originally, if the mother and son left like this, everything would be over.The yellow-browed monk thought that the other party was afraid of him, and what he said just now was just talking big, so he became more and more proud.In fact, even if you are really young and ignorant and say a few words wrong, as a monk, how can you care about your child?
The yellow-browed monk chased after him, and chattered with the mother and son with lightness. Finally, he hit the donkey on the ass with a whip, which made the donkey jump up in fright, and almost threw the mother and son off.

At that time, the yellow-browed monk Mao recommended himself and escorted an official from Shandong and his family back to his hometown. Along the way, he used his powerful Vajra Fingers to fight off several waves of thieves.After the official's family praised him, the yellow-browed monk regarded the heroes of the world as nothing.

Hearing the woman's reprimand, the child bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "What mother taught me is that the child knows his mistake. From now on, he must be cautious in his words and deeds."

This sound was like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening, and it was deafening. The yellow-browed monk felt affirmed immediately, and his mind instantly cleared up.Cold sweat had already wet Huangmei's back.

The lady stared at the almond-shaped eyes, and reprimanded the child: "What do you know? This monk's powerful vajra finger has already reached [-]% strength, which is no small matter. How did your father teach you on weekdays? Tell you not to underestimate the heroes of the world! You just don't Listen, you are so arrogant and uncultivated, beware of causing trouble someday!"

The child saw the powerful vajra fingers of the yellow-browed monk, and said with a smile: "Mother, this great monk is so shameless. What is there to be proud of in this kind of martial arts?"

The yellow-browed monk smiled helplessly: "When I was playing chess just now, I remembered some old things."

Duan Yu said: "This chess game is weird, it seems that everyone who participates in the game will finally be aroused some deep thoughts in their hearts."

"Hmph, of course, this chess game was originally created by that old thief to play tricks on people!"

A cold snort full of profound inner strength came from outside the valley, and everyone looked at Taniguchi, thinking to themselves: "Another great master."

As for Su Xinghe, his expression turned completely cold.