The descendants of Taiwu are very famous

Chapter 12
Just when he could hardly bear to rush forward, an old voice from behind directly made his scorching heart turn cold.

"Xinchuang, why are you squatting on the roof??"

Xinchuang turned around quickly and found that the old bald donkey who had caught him to Shaolin Temple was staring at him under the house.

"Abbot, it's okay...it's okay, I'll come down now." Xinchuang performed lightness kung fu, jumped directly in front of Zen Master Jianhun, and clasped his hands together with lowered eyebrows.

"If you let me find you again and you dare to catch birds and eat them, don't blame me for being rude!!" Chan Master Jian Huan shouted sharply.

"Abbot, don't worry, after your teaching last time, I have sincerely converted to my Buddha."

"Hmph!!" Chan Master Jian Chao glared at him, put his hands behind his back, twirled the beads in his hands, and turned to leave.

Behind him, Xinchuang raised his head, gritted his teeth and looked at Zen Master Jianhun, his eyes full of murderous intent. "This damn old bald donkey!! Why didn't he die!"

When Xinchuang jumped onto the roof again, he found that the little girl had already left.

"Hey, such a beautiful chick is really seductive. Even if I am killed by the old bald donkey, I must find a chance to have fun." Xinchuang vowed secretly.

After he looked at the room where the two lived and thought for a while, Xinchuang suddenly had a plan in his mind.hey straight smile
One day, Ning Shuning walked home as usual, holding the washed clothes in her hands.At this moment, she suddenly saw a thick black smoke rising from the eastern sky.

Immediately afterwards, she heard the noise of people in the distance and the ringing of bells. "It's not good!! The Manjusri Hall is flooded!! Come quickly!!!"

Hearing this cry, all the monks in the Shaolin Temple moved, holding various wooden barrels and basins, and rushed towards the Manjusri Hall in the east.

Seeing the black smoke constantly rising, Ning Shuning sighed and said, "Wow, it looks like the fire is burning very vigorously. I hope it doesn't go to other places."

Just as she was looking over there, a big hand stretched out from behind her, covered her mouth and dragged towards the meditation hall behind.

While this person was tearing her clothes, Ning Shuning punched the person hard, and retreated in panic.

At this time, Ning Shuning realized that the person in front of her was exactly the one with the mustache on her lips.

"You...what are you going to do!!" Ning Shuning didn't know what this monk was doing, but she always felt that it was not a good thing.

Seeing the lovely and pitiful Ning Shuning moving backwards, Xin Chuang swallowed her saliva, and pushed forward with an evil smile on her face. "Hey, the little beauty can actually know martial arts, I really didn't expect it, but it's useless."

"Help!! Come here!!!" Ning Shuning yelled loudly with tears in her voice.

"Stop screaming, if they can't hear you, all go to fight the fire." After Xin Chuang finished speaking, he rushed towards Ning Shuning directly.

Just at this critical moment.Suddenly an afterimage hit Xinchuang's back, with a "touch", a sneak attack from behind made Xinchuang almost faint.

Dangdang came out from behind Xin Chuang holding the fire stick, she came to Ning Shuning who was quite frightened, and asked softly: "Shu Ning, how are you, are you okay?"

Seeing the savior of the self-examination coming, Ning Shuning burst into tears while holding Dangdang. "Sister Dangdang, this monk, he jumped at me."

Seeing that Xin Chuang actually wanted to defile his sister, Dangdang couldn't bear it, and after a few words of comfort in a low voice, she walked forward with a stick in her hand.

"Xinchuang, you are so courageous, are you still a monk!! How dare you do such an outrageous thing!!"

Xinchuang had already slowed down at this time, he stretched out his hand to touch the swollen scar behind him, and said in a cold voice: "You still have the face to criticize me, are you and Xin Chi Xing's meddlesome things still rare? .”

"Stop fucking farting, being infatuated is pleasing me!! You actually did such a thing, I will go to the abbot to sue you!!"

Xinchuang put the iron thunder arm on his hand from his bosom, and looked at Dangdang with hostility in his eyes, "If you want to see that old bald donkey, first you have to get out alive!"

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and thought to himself: "The fire in the Manjusri Hall should still burn for a while, and there is still time to deal with the two corpses."

"Ah!!" Dangdang held the fire stick in his hand, roared and rushed towards Xinchuang.

The so-called one inch is long and one inch is strong, although Dangdang is holding a fire stick in his hand, it can be regarded as a long soldier, suppressing Xinchuang for a while and retreating steadily.

But before Xinchuang became a monk, he was a robber who robbed houses. After he became a monk, he was also one of the disciples of Prajna Hall, and his skills were not bad.

Following his right hand to forcefully block the swinging wooden stick, he stepped on his left foot, clenched Lei Gong's arm tightly with his left hand, and directly punched Dang Dang's face with a long fist.

Seeing the iron fist approaching quickly, Dangdang's pupils shrank slightly, and with the help of the force on the wooden stick, he turned his head to the side. Although he barely escaped the attack, there was still a bloodstain on his face.

Then he rolled on the ground with a bang, and waved the fire stick in his hand at Xinchuang's feet. With a "click", Xinchuang suddenly felt a sharp pain in his calf.

Xinchuang snorted in pain and fell to the ground. How could he miss this rare opportunity? Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, he waved a fire stick in his hand and smashed at Xinchuang facelessly.

Although Xinchuang tried to block it with both hands in vain, facing the powerful Dangdang, he had no strength to fight back when he had already reached the ground. When Dangdang stopped, Xinchuang had already been beaten badly. He was lying on the ground in a miserable state.

Dangdang stopped what he was doing, touched the profuse sweat on his face, and looked around, "It's strange, I made such a big noise, why is there not even a monk?"

Seeing that Xiang Dangdang had taken care of the wound, Ning Shuning ran over quickly, looking at the wound on Xiang Dangdang's face with distress, ""Sister Dangdang, are you okay, your face is bleeding. "

Loud Dang said indifferently, "It's not in the way, it's not in the way, this kid can't do anything to this girl, his basic skills are too weak, it looks like he's not good at learning."

"What do we do next? He's bleeding a lot and looks like he's dying."

Looking at the fainted Xinchuang on the ground, he lifted him up loudly and left, "Let's go, let's interrogate her, he is not a good bird at first glance."

The drowsy Xinchuang was awakened by a splash of cold water, he looked up, and found that there was a golden knife sitting in front of him.

Her whole body was stripped clean, and Bai Huahua's body was tied up with rusty iron chains.

(End of this chapter)