No taboos in the world

Chapter 149: Xiao Yuanshan is imprisoned, the martial arts conference begins

"I'll give you something."

"What?" Wang Yuyan was curious.

Hong Chen took off the ring.

Wang Yuyan immediately shook her head upon seeing this: "I don't want it!"

Hong Chen raised his eyebrows: "If you don't want it, then don't want it. Why do you look so disgusted?"

"It's not that I dislike it." Wang Yuyan sighed softly, "Grandpa has passed away. He gave this to you because he trusted you. And I know nothing about being the head of a sect, so it's best for you to keep it."

trust me?
Hong Chen couldn't help laughing when he thought about the time he met Wuyazi.

The old guy clearly didn't want to give it, but he had to.

Hong Chen's appearance certainly met the Xiaoyao Sect's requirements for accepting disciples, but his eyes and tone at the time were not polite at all.

What does it mean that you have to give it whether you want to or not?

If he could still stand up, he would have to fight with Hong Chen for a few moves.

"Okay, if you don't want it, then I'll give it to Su Xinghe?"

Wang Yuyan smiled lightly, took his arm, leaned gently on his shoulder, and said softly: "It's up to you to decide. You have already given me everything I want."

"You are so good."

She tilted her head slightly, blinked her lively eyes playfully, and curved the corners of her lips: "Do you like it?"

"I love it so much!"

The Seven Treasures Ring was given to Su Xinghe, Wuyazi's first disciple.

The ring from Lingjiu Palace was given to Mei Jian.

The Beggar Gang's Dog Beating Stick... No need to give it to him. He has never touched that thing until now. It has always been in the hands of Xiao Feng.

After writing the letter, he stuffed the contents into the envelope and handed it to Wang Yuyan: "Let Jialuolu send it out."

"Okay." Wang Yuyan took it obediently.

When she reached the door, Hong Chen suddenly asked, "Come in the evening?"

Wang Yuyan was stunned for a moment, stamped her feet, and said without turning her head: "I'm not coming!"

Hong Chen couldn't help laughing.

Looking back, he was about to continue practicing when someone else came.

She walked straight into the room, sat down beside the bed, and remained silent.

Hong Chen raised his eyebrows and was about to speak, but he saw her nose twitch suddenly, and then her face turned red.

Hong Chen burst out laughing.

She immediately glared at me with a frown on her face.

"You still have the nerve to laugh?"

"I can't even laugh?"

"Humph, you know exactly what you did. Do you think it's funny?"

Hong Chen stood up, walked in front of her and held her hand.

She pulled hard but nothing happened, so she turned her head to face the other side.

Hong Chen leaned forward and whispered in her ear: "Then tell me, what did I do?"

Li Qingluo was no longer a girl, but her ears and even her entire cheeks quickly turned red. "You...you still have the nerve to say that?"

"uh-huh?"

Reach out and embrace her, her delicate body is in my arms.

A little less delicate, a little more plump.

"You...let me go!"

"I can't let go, ma'am."

"You are shameless!"

"What do you want that for?"

"You, you and Yuyan..."

"Asking knowingly."

"You... uh... wait!"

"Why?"

"Don't, don't tell her."

"What if she knew?"

"Then how can I live?"

"Haha, she said this morning that she thought she wasn't going to make it. Does this count as a mother-daughter bond?"

"You still said that!"

"Of course I can keep it to myself, but your reaction doesn't seem right. Is it... too exciting?"

"Hoo...Hold me!"
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The next day.

Hong Chen lifted up the two big white legs that were draped over his body and pulled himself out from the attack from both sides.

He had just finished washing his face when the two of them woke up.

They helped him dress, one on each side.

"I didn't expect that Sister Yuyan has such skills." Mu Wanqing was a little envious.

A-Bi smiled and said, "Sister Yuyan is very smart and learns things quickly. This dress is very suitable for you, young master."

The crimson fabric was slightly darker than the previous one, with gold thread embroidered on the lapels, cuffs and hems, and dark patterns of varying shapes on the shoulders, chest and back.

Compared with the previous one, it doesn't look more gorgeous, but it has a lot more details.

After a while, he boarded the carriage and reunited with Xiao Feng and the other two. Accompanied by a group of Beggar Gang disciples riding horses, they headed straight out of the city.

Arrived at Shaolin in the afternoon.

They went to visit the Qiao couple first. The Beggars' Gang stayed at the foot of the mountain, while Hong Chen and others climbed the mountain and entered the temple.

The martial arts conference will be held tomorrow, but as a lay disciple, it would not be impolite for Hong Chen to arrive a day earlier.

Master Xuan Ku, who was standing at the door to greet people, did not look very well.

From a distance, Hong Chen laughed loudly and said, "Brother, have you been sick recently?"

Xuan Ku smiled helplessly.

Xiao Feng stepped forward quickly and saluted: "Disciple greets the teacher!"

"Hurry up and get up!" Xuan Ku hurriedly helped him up, "You are now the deputy leader of the Beggars' Sect, you shouldn't bow to an old monk like me."

Xiao Feng said sternly: "Teacher, you are too kind. You even mentioned my enlightenment. Xiao Feng's achievements today are all due to your sincere teachings. How can I be rude?"

Xuan Ku patted his arm with a look of relief.

However, Hong Chen saw a lot of entanglement and helplessness in his eyes.

So he said, "Well, there's no rush to reminisce about the past. I haven't been back for over a year, why don't you invite me in for some tea?"

Xuan Ku said unhappily: "You are a lay disciple of Shaolin, of the same generation as this poor monk. If you want to drink tea, you can choose from all the teas in Shaolin. Do you need this poor monk to serve you?" "Haha, that's hard to say." Hong Chen walked inside and said: "I drank the tea you gave me with my eyes closed. But for the tea given to me by others, I'm really afraid that it's poisoned!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

The female relatives followed behind and didn't say anything, so Xiao Feng had to adjust the atmosphere: "Teacher, my brother was just joking, I hope you don't mind."

"It's okay, it's okay." Xuan smiled bitterly and shook his head, "What he said makes some sense. If poisoning works, I think he definitely wouldn't mind actually poisoning."

When Xiao Feng heard this, his expression changed slightly: "Teacher, why is it so?"

"Yes, why is it so? I also want to know."

Xuan Ku spoke in a low voice, with a feeling of being discouraged and sad.

Hong Chen twitched his lips and said, "Brother, there is no need to be like this. The one who came to pay respect to the mountain today is not the Evil Dragon Hong Chen, but the Heavenly Dragon Xuan Chen. No matter what the reason is, it will be resolved tomorrow."

Xuan Ku pursed his lips.

Hong Chen added: "Shaolin is not someone's private land. I can see clearly that I will not implicate others. But at the same time, if someone insists on standing on his side and threatens me with so-called justice, morality, etc., then I don't mind having a few more enemies. Brother has always been meditating in the courtyard, I think it is the same now?"

"...Indeed. I and others do not agree with this, but we cannot persuade him. He has the right to make his own decision."

"That's it. Whoever does something should be held responsible. Nothing is fairer than this."

“Xuan Chen…”

"Brother, how about you accompany me to pay respect to the long-lost Buddha?"

"……it is good!"

After entering the main hall and bowing three times, I happened to meet the abbot who was coming out from the back hall.

Their eyes crossed.

Xuan Ku's eyes were filled with pleading. Xuan Ci's heart was beating fast, but he turned a blind eye.

Xuan Chen had a smile on his face, as if he saw the grass and rocks all over the mountains, and immediately turned around and was about to leave.

"Junior brother." Xuan Ci suddenly spoke.

Xuan Chen paused.

"Junior brother, you haven't been back to the temple for a long time. Can you go to the backyard and drink a cup of tea with me?"

Hong Chen did not answer or look at him, but just said to Xuan Ku: "Look, can I drink this cup of tea?"

Xuan Ku was silent for a long time, finally closed his eyes and shook his head gently.

Hong Chen smiled suddenly, then walked away.

As soon as I stepped out of the threshold, I heard a voice behind me.

"Today, the temple caught a man who sneaked into the Sutra Library and locked him up in the back mountain."

Hong Chen turned around, his eyes like swords.

In an instant, no sound was heard by everyone, but a dragon's roar suddenly arose in their hearts.

Xiao Feng's eyes also sharpened and he took a step forward.

Wang Yuyan and others were immediately ready to take action.

Xuan Ku was suddenly startled, and hurriedly grabbed Hong Chen's wrist, calling out earnestly: "Junior Brother!"

Hong Chen patted the back of his skinny hand to comfort him, and then said: "If anything happens to him, all the people who captured and guarded him will be buried with him. If there are less than a hundred, you will make up the difference with a hundred."

Xuan Ci remained calm and put his hands together: "Amitabha, Junior Brother, you are too murderous, why don't you stay in the temple to cultivate your character and meditate?"

Hong Chen smiled and said, "Don't force me to kill you in front of the Buddha."

moment.

Hong Chen saw Xu Zhu working busy in the vegetable garden.

Shaolin Temple is not a free and easy sect, and appearance is not important. But looking at the thousands of monks in Shaolin, you will hardly find anyone uglier than him.

He has thick eyebrows, big eyes, upturned nostrils, protruding ears and very thick lips.

Of course, ugliness is just an objective evaluation, and we should never judge people by their appearance.

He is a very kind person.

[You have met the protagonist of the story "Xu Zhu", and now you have two choices. ]

[First, let him meditate and practice Buddhism in Shaolin Temple and live his life peacefully.]

【Second, kill him.】

If the two choices do not conflict, there is no need to separate them into two choices.

“Junior brother, you always ask me to keep an eye on him secretly, but his talent is not outstanding. He is just kind-hearted and honest. But such nature is not uncommon in Shaolin Temple. Does he... have any special identity?” Xuan Ku couldn’t help asking.

Hong Chen smiled and drank a sip of wine. He finally stopped hiding and said bluntly, "Is the abbot's son special enough?"

Xuan Ku was stunned for a moment and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Hong Chen ignored him and said to Xiao Feng who was also shocked: "Keep an eye on him, he will be an important supporting role tomorrow."

You said he is the protagonist?

So what am I?
The supporting role is pretty good, at least Hong Chen didn't kill him on the spot.

"Junior brother!" Xuan Ku came back to his senses and grabbed his hand, "You want to..."

"Can't you?"

Xuan Ku opened his mouth and suddenly found that he couldn't find any reason to persuade.

Hong Chen asked, "Do you know who his mother is?"

Xuan Ku shook his head.

"Ye Erniang." Without waiting for Xuan Ku and the others to be shocked, Hong Chen said, "Did you know that he and Ye Erniang had an affair after Yanmen Pass and gave birth to that little monk?"

Xu Zhu is much younger than Qiao Feng, which is enough to prove that Xuan Ci had a relationship with Ye Erniang several years after the Yanmen Pass bloody incident.

If the bloody incident at Yanmen Pass really made him realize the truth, then why did he still want to get involved with Ye Erniang?
Hong Chen has been in Shaolin Temple for decades, and the more he looks at this abbot, the less he understands.

Xuan Ku loosened his hand, and his old body trembled slightly.

Hong Chen shook his head gently: "Xiao Feng, send him back to Bodhi Courtyard."

Xuan Ku took a few steps with Xiao Feng's support, and suddenly turned back: "Tomorrow, what do you want to do?"

"kill!"

Time never stops for anyone.

the next day.

The Shaolin monks were already busy before daybreak. They would not be receiving pilgrims today, only those who had letters from heroes in the martial arts world.

The quiet temple welcomed the long-lost hustle and bustle.

Thousands of people from dozens of different sects in the martial arts world filled the square in front of the temple.

Some people looked solemn, as if they had guessed something.

But more people regard this conference as a social gathering, and some young people want to take this opportunity to make a name for themselves.

Six quarters of the morning.

As the three bells rang out, the venue quickly became quiet.

The martial arts conference has begun!

(End of this chapter)