Planar martial arts myth

() Ling Muyun used the technique of gecko swimming on the wall, crawled lightly on the roof tiles, and climbed to the roof of the tiles without a sound, and looked into the courtyard under the moonlight, and saw the room under him Kneeling in front of him, full of vigor, white-faced and beardless, he was the same white-faced old man who beat Lu Gaoxuan so helplessly in the small temple on the barren mountain before.

It seems that Shunzhi is in this room, otherwise the old guy wouldn't be kneeling outside so well.I just don't know why this old man came to find Shunzhi?Well, let's see what's going on in this room first.

Ling Muyun murmured in his heart, stretched out his hand and gently lifted a roof tile in front of him, in order to prevent people from noticing, he didn't lift it completely, but moved it slightly to the side, revealing a gap, He looked down into the room through the gap.

I saw an oil lamp burning in the room, and the light was dim. With this dim light, Ling Muyun had a clear view of the situation in the room.The space in the house is not big, that is, it looks like a square.The furnishings are extremely simple, with only a table with a Buddhist altar placed on it.In addition to the altar, there are also lighting oil lamps on the table, a wooden fish, and a Buddhist scripture with a yellow silk border, which is probably the 42 chapters of Zhenghuangqi!

In front of the table were two monks sitting cross-legged, both of them were wearing ordinary gray cloth monk robes, but their bodies and appearances were quite different.One of them is fat and extremely burly, sitting on the ground almost as tall as an ordinary person standing, with a purple sauce-colored face, a short beard that looks like a mess of thatch, and a monk's robe slightly opened, revealing the knotted chest. Undulating muscles, broad arms and thick waist, big hands and feet, and a golden pestle that is as thick as the mouth of a bowl is placed on the ground by his hand, which may weigh more than a hundred catties.

There is another monk sitting beside him, this monk looks to be in his thirties, with a thin body, half a head shorter than the fat monk next to him, but he is considered tall for ordinary people that's it.Fengshen is handsome, his eyes are downcast, his lips are wriggling, and he doesn't know what Buddhist scriptures he is reciting.

It seems that this thin monk is the Emperor Shunzhi who became a monk, and the fat monk must be the guardian monk who guarded his safety.Ling Muyun's eyes flickered, and he wondered if he should just rush down now, grab 42 chapters of the scriptures and leave?

Although the fat monk looked intimidating, but he had practiced foreign martial arts and had a brute force, so he didn't think much of it.As for the old guy kneeling outside the door, even though his hands were tough, as long as he took Shunzhi into his hands as a hostage, the old guy must be too cautious to do anything!Just doing it like this, won't the movement be a little too loud?

Just when Ling Muyun was hesitating in his heart, he suddenly heard the old man kneeling outside the door begging: "I also ask the master to be kind enough to let the slave meet, so that the slave can explain to the old master after returning to the palace."

Ling Muyun secretly laughed in his heart, he has been working with this old guy for so long, and he hasn't even seen Shunzhi's face yet!

Shunzhi replied in a low voice: "There is no master here, just an ordinary renunciate and an idiot. Where did Director Wu come from and where did he go back?"

The old man kowtowed on the ground: "Even if the master doesn't feel sorry for the slave's hard work, doesn't he even care about the mother-child friendship with the old master?"

Manager Wu?old master?Mother-child friendship?Could it be that this old guy is the Ulan Feng in front of the old lady Xiaozhuang?Well, this old guy with a white face doesn't have to have a sharp voice, he's just a eunuch, it seems that he can't be wrong, it's him most likely!

Ling Muyun, who was lying on the roof, felt a sudden movement in his heart, and then looked at Wu Lanfeng with a little more coldness in his eyes.Not to mention the conflict between him and Ulanfeng in the small temple on the barren mountain, just Ulanfeng's identity was enough to make Ling Muyun murderous towards him.

After seeing Wu Lanfeng's martial arts, Ling Muyun finally knew clearly that Mao Dongzhu had done a lot of assassinations while lurking in the palace for so many years, but he dared not attack the old lady Xiaozhuang.With Mao Dongzhu's martial arts, even Hai Dafu, who is seriously ill, is no match. If he faces the equally famous but healthy Ulanfeng, there is only one word of death, even if Liu Yan and Deng Bingchun are both Plus is the same.

But if Mao Dongzhu wants to play a bigger role in the palace, it is necessary to get rid of the empress dowager in Xiaozhuang, and if he wants to kill Xiaozhuang, he must kill Ulanfeng first, otherwise there will be such a master in Xiaozhuang He was guarded by his side, and there were a large number of imperial guards echoing, let alone Mao Dongzhu and the others, even if Ling Muyun did it himself, it would not be very successful.

Ling Muyun made up his mind almost in a short moment, and took care of Wu Lanfeng on Mount Wutai. Although he was not sure of winning against Wu Lanfeng, at least he could win here. In a relatively fair fighting environment, if he doesn't take this opportunity to deal with this old guy, when the old guy returns to the palace, he will have no chance to do anything.And if we fight here, even if we can't take Wulanfeng, Ling Muyun is sure to get out, but if he goes to the palace, it will not be as difficult as it is now, and he may even lose his life if he is not careful.

Shunzhi was silent for a moment, and recited: "Once you enter the Buddhist gate, the four elements are all empty, and the dusty things in front of you are all in the mirror, and the poor monk has stopped thinking about it. Director Wu, you should go back to the palace."

Wu Lanfeng raised his head abruptly, and shouted: "Master, now the little master is in danger and is in danger, don't you have the heart to ignore it?"

"What danger? He is now in the Ninth Five-Year Period, and the king is in his prime. How can he be precarious?" Shunzhi's originally peaceful voice suddenly became agitated. It was obviously related to his son's safety. Even if Shunzhi's meditation skills were good, he could not endure I couldn't help but get nervous.

"Master, you don't know what you have been practicing Buddhism for these years. Little master, he was still young when he first became a great treasure, and he relied on the four assistant ministers to govern the government. By the time the little master took over the government, it has become an unstoppable trend. Especially recently, the old minister Sonny Niangao passed away, Suke Saha was also killed by Aobai Luo, and Ye Bilong was attached to Aobai and his party. At this time, the government and the opposition Most of them have been controlled by Oboi, and his arrogance is not inferior to that of the regent."

"The little master can't bear it anymore, and is ready to risk everything. The old master is worried that the young master is not a match for the rebellious minister Obai, so he sent a servant to come to see the master, and ask the master to return to the court to preside over the overall situation, and cut off Obai. Party. The old master said that if the master still loves Buddhism for a day, it will not be too late to come back to practice Buddhism and practice Zen after the situation is stable. I also hope that the master can recite for the sake of the old master and the young master, and return to the court with the slave! "

Speaking of this, Ulan Feng fell on the ground and kowtowed continuously, with a "dong dong" sound, and blood dripped from his forehead.

"Diao Nu damn it!"

With a roar, Shunzhi suddenly stood up from the futon. Obviously, the news brought by Ulanfeng made him extremely angry.

The most difficult thing in Shunzhi's life is that when he ascended the throne at a young age, all the power in the court was taken by his uncle, the regent Dorgon, and even his mother Xiaozhuang had to commit herself to marry in order to keep his throne. To Dorgon, he has always been deeply ashamed of this matter, and after he took power, he even did not hesitate to dig up Dorgon's grave to vent his anger.Therefore, when he heard Wu Lanfeng say that Oboi's monopoly was not inferior to that of Dorgon back then, he could no longer hold back the anger in his chest.

Hearing that Shunzhi was furious, Wu Lanfeng showed joy, kowtowed repeatedly and said, "That's right, Oboi's rebellious minister really deserves to die, but now he is in great trouble in the court, so please ask the master to follow the slave back to the court." Kill this beast."

"Okay, the poor monk will go with you." Shunzhi nodded in the room, picked up the 42-chapter scripture on the table, and walked out.

What's happening here?Why did Shunzhi follow him back to court?Isn't that how it came about in the original book?

Ling Muyun suddenly became confused.It should be noted that in the original history, Shunzhi has never returned to court since he became a monk. Even when the little emperor Kangxi killed Oboi and learned that he was still alive, he sent Wei Xiaobao to visit Mount Wutai. He came here in person, and he never went down Mount Wutai. What's the situation now?Could it be another variable?

Ling Muyun's mind was so disturbed that his breathing couldn't help but be a little short.

Who would have thought that such a slight negligence was immediately noticed by Wu Lanfeng in the courtyard.Wu Lanfeng, who was kneeling on the ground, bounced off the ground as if a spring was installed, and his body moved like a falcon, pounced towards the roof: "What is it? Come down for me!"

Can't wait any longer, here's the deal!

Seeing Wu Lanfeng rushing towards him, Ling Muyun didn't fight, but thrust his whole body with a heavy weight, and with a "crash", the roof collapsed, and his figure was also natural. Falling into the house along with the collapsed roof tiles.

As soon as Ling Muyun fell into the room, even before his feet landed, he saw a golden light in front of him, and a large and shiny pestle that was as thick as the mouth of a bowl was thrown at him. It was the guardian monk next to Shunzhi. Epilepsy shot.

"Go back to me!"

Ling Muyun couldn't turn around in mid-air, so he let out a shout immediately, and made a circle with a single palm, and hit the Kanglong Yougui in the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon. On top of the golden pestle that was smashed by the insane monk.

With a sound of "bang", the 100-jin gold subduing magic pestle was reeled back, and the fat monk stepped back a few steps in a row, and barely stopped the reversing momentum of the pestle. , eyes like a cow glared at Ling Muyun, who was floating on the ground, his mouth moved as if he wanted to speak, but he opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spurted out with a "poof".