subvert the late Tang Dynasty

Zhu Wenwen and Huang Ying looked behind the Zhike monk, and saw a middle-aged monk in his forties coming from the temple. The middle-aged monk was tall and fat, and from a distance, he looked like Li Hanzhi, a wine and meat monk. Kind of similar.

Huang Ying hummed and was about to speak when Zhu Wen hurriedly pulled her behind her and said respectfully, "The two of us came from a long distance just to pay homage to the treasure temple, but for some reason the Zhike monk guarding the gate stopped me at the gate. Outside? If there is any offense, I hope the master will forgive me."

The middle-aged monk also clasped his hands together, bowed back, and said: "This courtyard follows the rules of the ancestral court and does not entertain female guests. I hope you two will forgive me."

Zhu Wen looked back at Huang Ying, Huang Ying curled her lips and whispered, "Let me teach this bald thief a lesson!"

Zhu Wen hurriedly grabbed her and said: "My aunt, please calm down for a while. This is Shaolin Temple, which is not a place where you can go casually. Shaolin Temple, which has been famous for more than a thousand years, is not a joke? It's just a branch of Shaolin, but his martial arts will definitely not be weaker than Shaolin Temple, so don't be reckless..."

Huang Ying frowned and said: "Shaolin Temple has only been built for more than four hundred years, how can it be famous for more than a thousand years? Have you taken the wrong medicine?"

Knowing that he had made a slip of the tongue, Zhu Wen hurriedly changed his words: "I just wanted to emphasize the power of Shaolin Temple, and I just said it casually. I'm not afraid that you will suffer." Zhu Wen secretly wiped off his cold sweat, and said in his heart: "I almost missed it. Mouth."

Huang Ying didn't know the truth, she immediately ignored Zhu Wen, and said to the middle-aged monk: "My lady heard that Shaolin martial arts is the leader in the world, so I came here today to experience it, and I hope the master will enlighten me."

Although the middle-aged monk has been a monk for many years, he has no wisdom, no interest in practicing Zen, but he is somewhat obsessed with martial arts, and his aptitude for martial arts is still good, so although he is young, he is already an elder of this Shaolin other courtyard. one.

But he has a violent temper, but he doesn't look like a Buddhist monk. He was passing by the mountain gate today, and he heard someone trying to break into the monastery, so he scolded him loudly.Unexpectedly, although my cold snort used the inner strength of the Buddhist secret "lion's roar", these two young men and women seemed to be unaware of it, and they were a little surprised. I don't know when such two rising stars appeared in the world. I have not gone down the mountain for many years, so I have never heard of it.

After hearing Huang Ying's provocative voice, he also regarded Zhu and Wen as those ignorant juniors who had learned some martial arts and were defiant, so he stopped being polite and said, "Then please ask the female benefactor to make a move! "

Huang Ying ignored Zhu Wen's obstruction, held the sword in her hand, and did not answer. The long sword went straight to the middle palace and stabbed at the monk's chest.

Zhu Wen shook his head secretly, thinking: "Sometimes this girl is as smart as a ghost, sometimes why is she so stubborn? People say that women are the most unreasonable animals, and they are right."

The middle-aged monk seemed to turn a blind eye to Huang Ying's long sword. When the long sword was about to reach his body, he suddenly backed away. He stretched out his right index finger and flicked it towards the sword. It was one of the Shaolin 72 unique skills that he had studied for decades. "One Finger Zen".Pointing to the wind everywhere, "Chi Chi" sound.

He thought that Huang Ying's long sword would definitely be let go when the finger popped out, but Huang Ying's move was a false move. As early as when he withdrew his finger, the long sword slanted and attacked his left shoulder.The middle-aged monk flicked his finger, knowing that something was wrong, he quickly turned to the side, and then narrowly avoided the sword, his old face turned slightly red.Knowing that the woman in front of her is not someone who is waiting for nothing, she lost her contempt and began to deal with Huang Ying with what she had learned all her life.

The middle-aged monk is experienced, has deep inner strength, and has the demeanor of everyone in every gesture.Huang Ying is as light as a swallow, and her swordsmanship is light and changeable, unpredictable.As a result, the two were evenly matched.

The monk felt ashamed. Today, as one of the elders of the South Shaolin Temple, if he can't do anything to a yellow-haired girl, how can he mess around in the world if the news spreads?It's even more shameless to be an elder in this temple.Thinking of this, he stretched out his fingers even more sharply. Occasionally, the wind of the fingers volleyed and hit a nearby tree trunk, and a small hole the size of a finger suddenly appeared on the tree trunk.

Zhu Wen, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was stunned in his heart. He was very obedient. It turned out that he could really use the finger wind to volley and hurt people.He wanted to go up to help, but his Hunyuan Wuji ** had only reached the fourth level, and even Huang Ying, who had trained to the fifth level, was obviously inferior to the monk's internal strength, so he could only fight the monk with unpredictable sword moves. Fighting against each other, I am afraid that I will only add to the chaos by going forward.

Zhu Wen was anxious in his heart when he suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes behind him. Looking back, it was Xu Huaiyu leading dozens of cavalrymen galloping along the Qingshi Banqiao.Zhu Wen thought: "Why did this kid follow here?"

The monk and Huang Ying stopped their hands when they heard the movement, secretly admiring each other's martial arts, the monk thought: "No wonder it is so powerful, it turned out to be the Lingyun swordsmanship of Huang Da, the leader of the Shandong Salt Gang, this woman should be Huang Chao His disciples or daughters. Huang Chao has now occupied more than ten counties around Fuzhou, and it seems that this time it will be detrimental to the temple. What should we do?"

In no time, dozens of people including Xu Huaiyu arrived in front of the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple. Xu Huaiyu got off his horse, saluted Zhu Wen and Huang Ying first, and then stood behind Zhu Wen and waited for Zhu Wen's orders.

At this time, most of the monks in Shaolin Temple also heard the news and ordered to come to the mountain gate.In troubled times, even monks can't stay out of it, but this Shaolin Temple is different from other places, the monks in the temple mostly practice martial arts, and they have their own independent army - monk soldiers.

However, due to the "peace of the world" for more than a hundred years, Shaolin monks and soldiers are just decorations, in name only, but the habits of monks practicing martial arts have not changed at all, and are even better than before.

At this time, several people came out from the temple. The leader was an old monk with a thin face, a white beard, and bright eyes. He seemed to be a person with deep inner strength.The old monk said: "The poor monk Guanxiu is the head of the Bodhidharma courtyard of this monastery. Good guests come from far away, but the poor monk is far away to welcome you. Please forgive me."

Zhu Wen returned the courtesy and said: "It turns out that it is Master Guanxiu. I just wanted to pay my respects to Baocha. I have no other intentions. I hope the master will be accommodating."

Master Guanxiu glanced at the middle-aged monk and said, "Junior Brother Guanxi, you take the other disciples to retreat first, and leave it to me to deal with it."

The middle-aged monk led the others to bow and retreat.

When Zhu Wen heard that the middle-aged monk was called Guanxi, he couldn't help but think of the man of the same name who caused a lot of trouble in the 21st century, and felt a little funny in his heart.Unexpectedly, the name of this big monk with fat head and big ears has the same homonym as that of that romantic celebrity. I wonder what it would be like for those gossip parties in the 21st century to hear it?Zhu Wen thought to himself.

Seeing that the other monks in the temple had retreated, Master Guanxiu rolled his eyes. Of course, the temperament of the eminent monk who had just attained the Tao was gone, so he whispered to Zhu Wen: "This general, it's not that the poor monk doesn't want to be accommodating. The poor monk is not easy to break the rules, since the small temple does not accept female guests, why not let the female guests become male guests? Hehe, the poor monk will leave first." After saying that, he turned around and became an eminent monk again. Slowly enter the temple.

How could Zhu Wen not understand what Master Guanxiu said?It is obvious that Huang Ying is going to disguise herself as a man and get in. The monks in the temple just turn a blind eye and close their eyes. This will not offend Zhu Wen and others, and will not break the rules of the Shaolin ancestral court. Why not do it Woolen cloth?

"What an old fox." Huang Ying laughed.

"This is the real good monk." Zhu Wen also said with a smile.

The two looked at each other and laughed at the same time.