infinite death game

Chapter 981 Xu Zhu (1)
At this time, the monk turned his face and looked this way, Yue Kong watched Xiao Er leave but turned to look elsewhere.The two looked at each other, and the monk smiled slightly, nodding his head to say hello.

Yue Kong smiled back, and said, "Please come over, little master, for a moment, okay?"

The monk was slightly stunned, and said in a low voice, "Amitabha!" He got up and walked over, Yue Kong had already opened a stool for him.

The monk thanked him with a nod, sat down and asked, "I don't know if the almsgiver called the little monk over, but what is his order?"

Yue Kong poured him a bowl of tea and asked, "Your master is a Shaolin monk?"

The monk smiled foolishly, and said: "The young monk just became a monk in Shaolin Temple, he is the third generation disciple of the temple, his Dharma name is Xu Zhu! I don't know what the benefactor is called?"

Yue Kong felt strange, from the looks of it, he should not be a warrior monk who came down from the mountain, but a young monk who beat wooden fish all day long and recited scriptures of death, which was quite different from Shaolin's usual rigor.

Yue Kong immediately changed the subject and asked: "I heard that the monks in Shaolin Temple have to go through the Eighteen Arhats or the Eighteen Bronze Man formation when they go down the mountain. Since the little master can come down the mountain, He must be a very powerful master of martial arts. Little master is already so powerful at such a young age, he is truly a hero born out of youth, I really admire him!"

After he finished speaking, he bowed his hands to Xu Zhu, expressing his admiration.He said he admired him, but in his heart he saw Xu Zhu's embarrassing expression on his misunderstood face and secretly laughed.

Xu Zhu looked embarrassed, as soon as Yue Kong's words fell, he hurriedly waved his hands and said: "The benefactor doesn't know, the monk's downhill this time is not because of his martial arts knowledge. It's just because the temple sends disciples to deliver letters everywhere, and there is not enough manpower, so he ordered the monk to force him to do so." Make up the numbers. The little monk has more than a dozen hero stickers on his body, and he is going to send them to the martial arts people in Luoyang. Now the monk just came out of Shaolin in the morning and arrived in Luoyang, and the stickers on his body have not been sent yet."

"Oh?"

After hearing Xu Zhu's words, Yue Kong couldn't help feeling strange.The world is in turmoil recently, if Shaolin also joins in, it would be too exaggerated.

Because of Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan's incident, Shaolin Temple lost its reputation for a thousand years.

When the Dongchuang incident happened, Shaolin Temple had to contend with the Murong family for its own face, so it sent a hero post to invite the heroes of the world and Gusu Murong, hoping that the Murong family would give an explanation in front of the heroes of the world.

Xu Zhu was about to speak, but saw the waiter in the shop come out with a big bowl of plain noodles he just ordered.In a blink of an eye, seeing him at Yue Kong's table, he smiled and said "little master, why did you come here!" While talking, he turned around and put the bowl of noodles on the tray in front of Xu Zhu.

Xu Zhu and Shi thanked him, watched Xiao Er leave, then he turned back and saluted Yue Kong: "I see that the benefactor is also from the martial arts world, the dozen or so hero posters given by the monk are the first Give one to the benefactor. The benefactor will know after reading it because of what happened!"

As he spoke, he took out an oilcloth bundle from his bosom, opened it, took out a bright red sticker, handed it over respectfully, and said: "Please tell the benefactor, Gao's surname and name, so that I can tell Master when I get back!"

But Yue Kong didn't answer, he just took the post and opened it for a closer look.The post said: "Xuanci, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, respectfully invites the heroes of the world to come to Songshan Shaolin Temple on the ninth day of September for the Double Ninth Festival to rejoice, make good friends, and discuss the matter of Gusu Murong, a descendant of the Great Yan Kingdom. "

(End of this chapter)