The descendants of Taiwu are very famous

Chapter 24
Although most of the attacks were blocked by Xinyong, as soon as Xinyong got hit, the place where he was hit would start to turn purple quickly.

Xinyong was beaten steadily, and was quickly forced to the corner. When he leaned against the wall behind him, killing intent flashed in his eyes, and he pulled his left hand into his arms, and the black bottle appeared in his hand.

Seeing that he was about to throw the bottle towards Dangdang, suddenly a long blue brick flew over from the side and hit him directly on the side of the head.

Xinyong's body softened, and he collapsed on the ground. He looked to the side with a bang, and found that Ning Shuning, who was holding another brick in his hand, was running towards him.

"Miss Dangdang, you can see that I can throw it accurately." Ning Shuning said with a smile on her face.

Loudang looked at his sister with doting eyes, and touched her head with his hand. "How did you come??"

"I came here to find you, but I didn't expect to see you fighting this monk, so I came to help."

Just when the two were chatting, the infatuated exclamation attracted the attention of the two of them.

"Dangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdang sister!! Careful senior brother...he is dead!!!"

Xiang Dangdang brought his sister forward, and found that his pupils were dilated in the pool of blood in his heart.

Seeing the blood hole that happened to be at the temple, Ning Shuning suddenly panicked, tears streaming down from the corner of her eyes, "I...I don't want to kill him..."

After the experience of Xinchuang last time, Xiang Dangdang was undoubtedly proficient, she directly picked up Xinyong's corpse and put it in the firewood room next to it.He ordered to Xinzhi: "Don't stand still, quickly get a basin of water and wipe off the pool of blood!"

Xinzhi, with an unusually pale face, nodded quickly and went to fetch water from the well.

Seeing that there was no one else nearby, Dangdang secretly heaved a sigh of relief, but fortunately, she and Xinyong were fighting in a relatively remote position, so basically no one came.

"Sister Dangdang, I really don't want to kill him... woo woo woo, I thought he had learned the Iron Head Kungfu, but I didn't expect him to learn... woo woo." Panic.

Ringing Dangdang held her in his arms, and quickly comforted her: "Sister, don't panic, I will help you to deal with it, even if it is to pierce the sky, I will not let Shaolin Temple do anything to you!!"

Seeing that Xinzhi had cleaned up the slate without any traces, Dangdang hugged Ning Shuning and left as if nothing had happened.

At night, she and Xin Chi returned to the firewood room, carried Xin Yong to the mountain behind Shaolin Temple and buried it.

In the middle of the night, sweating profusely, he looked at the big pit dug in front of him and sighed.

He clasped his hands together and said to the already stiff Xinyong, "Brother Xinyong, the feng shui here is good, so I will bury you here. The tomb of Senior Brother Xinchuang is not far ahead, and you will have it in the future." If you are bored, you can also go to the other places. Amitabha, so good.”

Just when Xin Chi was about to push Xin Yong and the long stick down the pit, he raised his hand loudly, "Wait."

Immediately afterwards, under the eyes of infatuation and surprise, he took the long stainless steel stick in his hand with a bang. "This Lianzhu flying stick is not bad, wouldn't it be a pity to bury it directly."

"Miss Dangdang..., you also want things from the dead..." Xinzhi looked embarrassed.

Xiang Dangdang glared at him, touched the stick for a while, then took it out in Xinyong's arms.She took out several books.

"Ksitigarbha Sutra, hook sickle swordsmanship?? Wudang Danjian??" Xiang Dangdang was a little confused by these three incompatible books. It is understandable for this monk to bring a Buddhist scripture, but he has five poisons. The sword skills taught by Wudang and Wudang couldn't be explained at all.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this guy is probably a person with a story." Dangdang took these books and stuffed them into his arms, and waved his hand. "Buried!!!"

On the way back, Xinzhi followed Dangdang and walked silently behind, the two remained silent.

Just when they walked to the gate of Shaolin Temple, Zen Master Jian Huan suddenly appeared in front of them.

He had no expression on his face, and after clasping his palms together in front of Dang Dang, he made a Buddhist salute, and then said to Xin Chi: "It's so late, where are you two going?"

Seeing the abbot who was calm and self-assured, he was in a state of confusion, just about to say something, but he didn't think about it, and he took the first step, "Haha, abbot, it's not that the weather is good today, brother Xin Chi and I went to watch the moon. "

Zen Master Jian Zhuan looked up at the dark sky, and turned his eyes to Dangdang again. He opened his mouth, but he seemed to have something to say but couldn't say it. He paused for a few seconds and then sighed.

"Benefactor Taiwu, it's getting late, please rest early."

"Abbot, that's right. It's getting late, so I'll go back. Abbot, you should go to bed earlier." After patting Xin Chi on the left shoulder, Dang Dang turned and left.

At the gate of Shaolin Temple, Zen Master Jian Zhuan looked at Xin Chi and did not speak.

The infatuated man couldn't hold it anymore after being watched by the abbot, he opened his mouth and said, "Abbot, I...we..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zen Master Jian Zhuan appeared in front of Xin Chi in an instant, and slapped Xin Chi's chest with a palm. With a sound of "touch", Xin Chi spat out blood, and flew more than ten meters away.

Heartbroken was spitting blood, trying to get up while struggling, when suddenly a pair of clean monk's shoes appeared in front of him. "Evil! Could it be that the firewood house is no longer enough for you, and now you have to go to the woods to have a wild sex??"

"Ah?" The desperate infatuation suddenly froze. He originally thought that the abbot found out that he buried his body, but he didn't expect that the abbot actually said this.

"Ah what!! Is there anything in Shaolin Temple that you can hide from me??? Do you think I don't know about the affair between you and her??" Zen Master Jianhun stared with anger in his eyes and stared infatuatedly.

With the joy in his heart, he turned over and kowtowed desperately, "Yes, abbot, I know I was wrong! I know I was wrong!!"

Looking at the disciples in front of him, Zen Master Jian Zhuan waved his sleeves fiercely, turned around and walked towards the Shaolin Temple.He knew that the main reason for this matter was not him, but that temptress who was famous.

"Crazy!! Go call the three elders to come to the Bodhidharma Hall to discuss matters!!"

"Yes!!" Xin Chi endured the pain in his body, got up, and ran towards Shaolin Temple.

Three quarters of an hour later, Zen Master Jian Zhuan was talking to a few people who were also wearing red cassocks.One last knock on the table. "Hmph!! Tell me, this Taiwu should be so promiscuous in Shaolin, how can we let her stay here!!!"

Seeing that Zen Master Jian Zhuan was so angry, one of the monks with a pale face said, "Abbot, you called us here today to let me find a way?"

"Of course!! Think about it!! Today she can take Xin Chi to a wild sex in the woods, and tomorrow she can seduce the Eighteen Arhats!!" Zen Master Jianhun's face was full of pain.

(End of this chapter)