Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Xuanci's expression changed for a long time, and then he said: "Murong Bo, this is the last time. If anyone else in Shaolin dies because of you, I will send you to hell even if I try to ruin my reputation!"

Murong Bo sneered: "I want to kill people naturally, but I won't do anything without any benefit. Now that this kid Qiao Feng has been convicted of killing his mentor, I don't think I need to do anything next. Moreover."

Xuanci remained silent.

At this moment, there was a burst of noise, but it was a group of monks who started making trouble for some unknown reason.

In an instant, the entire century-old temple was like an overturned hornet's nest, a mess of chaos. Although the Sutra Pavilion is far away from the Zen rooms of the monks, the noise of the monks can still be heard.

Xuanci was shocked: What kind of change caused so many monks to panic? Even if a powerful enemy invades, Shaolin disciples should not be like this.

Murong Bo smiled softly and seemed to be very happy about his misfortune: "It seems that the trouble is not small. You can deal with it slowly. I'll take my leave now!"

After saying that, Murong Bo jumped up and walked out of the Sutra Pavilion from the window. His dark figure disappeared into the night sky and blended into the night, like a wandering soul that had just crawled out of the grave, temporarily staying in the human world for a while. Then it returned to night.

Xuanci's face turned pale, he left the Sutra Pavilion, started his Qinggong movement, and arrived at the front porch in a few steps. He was met by several young novice monks who stumbled over to him without looking at the road, and almost bumped into Xuanci.

Xuanci dodged, gently avoiding the little novice monk, put his big hand on the little novice monk's wrist, and asked in a deep voice: "What's going on? Why are you so panicked!"

The little novice monk didn't know what terrible scene he saw. He was so frightened that he couldn't even recognize that the person standing in front of him was the abbot. His face was distorted, he was at a loss, and he just kept shouting. : "Snakes! Snakes! So many snakes!"

Finally, there was still a sober person on the side. When he saw that the person was the abbot, he felt as if he had found a backbone. Although he was scared, he still suppressed his fear and reported: "Master abbot, for some unknown reason, many poisonous snakes have entered the temple. Bodhidharma Temple, Nagarjuna Temple and Bodhi Temple are all occupied by these evil beasts. The Buddha statues are covered with these things, Amitabha, sin, sin!"

Although Xuanci had seen a lot of strong winds and waves, when he heard the little novice's description, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment: What is this?

He quickly asked: "How many disciples are injured?"

But this time, no one in this group of novice monks could explain clearly.

So Xuanci had no choice but to order a few people to retreat, and he went forward with a firework Taoist priest who was very agile. When I came to Bodhi Courtyard and saw the scene in front of me, even with Xuanci's concentration, I couldn't help but twitch my eyelids.

I saw all kinds of snakes densely packed on the Buddha statues in the Buddhist hall. The small one is about the thickness of a person's thumb, about a foot long, colorful and spitting out snakes in the moonlight. The big one is about ten feet long, with a mouth as wide as a bowl, with its mouth wide open, as if it wants to choose someone to devour. There is also a big green snake that is two feet long and as thick as a bucket, coiled on the Buddha statue. Its thick snake body is strangling the neck of the Buddha statue, just like an evil ghost in the depths of hell strangling the Buddha's throat.

Throughout the temple, many Shaolin disciples had been bitten by poisonous snakes and fell to the ground moaning in pain. Those who were not bitten by poisonous snakes endured their fear and came to save their fellow apprentices. In the Buddhist hall, the previous purity was swept away, replaced by the horrified shouts of Shaolin disciples and the angry curses of senior monks.

Seeing this scene that was like a hell on earth, Xuanci shouted loudly, using the Buddhist lion's roar in his voice: "Don't panic! Don't make a mess! Go get the realgar and wormwood, light the torches, smoke them, and drive away these things. Snakes! Those who are not injured will carry the injured disciples to the Discipline Academy for placement! All disciples below the generation of Hui will withdraw from the Buddhist hall!"

Xuanci gave an order that was so inspiring that the originally panicked Shaolin disciples seemed to have found their backbone and started to act one after another according to Xuanci's instructions. Although they were still in a hurry, they were not as chaotic as before.

At Xuanci's command, dozens of torches were lit, and snake-repelling substances such as mugwort and realgar were also brought.

This method is indeed effective. The poisonous snakes that were originally domineering suddenly shrank away in the opposite direction like residual snow meeting boiling oil. However, there are also some giant pythons that are not too afraid of these snake repellents due to their large size.

Under the leadership of Xuanci, several old monks of the Xuan generation killed these giant pythons. For a while, Shaolin's unique skills such as "Shareless Tribulation Finger" and "Magic Subduing Wand Technique" were thrown at the giant python entrenched in the Buddhist hall, killing a large python. The raging giant pythons killed him. The monastic rule of refraining from killing does not apply to eminent monks. After some disturbance, the remains of the dead snake left the entire Buddhist hall in a mess, and the air was filled with the smell of blood, which was particularly pungent.

Overnight, the thousand-year-old temple turned into a forest hell.

After some counting, a total of 83 monks in the whole temple were bitten by poisonous snakes. Nineteen of them died due to the poison invading their blood vessels. Two more Xuanzi monks were in meditation at the time of the incident. They were bitten several times by poisonous snakes and were seriously injured. Since the establishment of Shaolin Temple, such a big loss is extremely rare. Such an attack was the only one Xuanci had ever seen in his life. With the steepness of Shaoshi Mountain and the martial arts of the Shaolin monks, even if there are three to five thousand elite infantry troops who want to break into Shaolin, they will definitely suffer heavy losses. However, the opponent tonight is not a human being, but a group of poisonous snakes. The Arhat Formation will have no effect. .

When the incident happened, Qiao Feng was hiding behind the Buddha statue in Bodhi Courtyard, thinking of ways to escape. Although the venomous snakes all over the ground made Qiao Feng's scalp numb with fright, they did not frighten him stupidly. Taking advantage of the chaos among the Shaolin monks, Qiao Feng took the opportunity to blend in with the crowd and leave the temple.

Recalling what happened tonight, Qiao Feng felt as if he was living in a dream.

Originally, it was not easy for Qiao Feng to escape tonight. He didn't want to disturb the Shaolin monk anymore, so as not to deepen the misunderstanding, and he also didn't want to fight with the Shaolin monk. How could he do it? As a result, he ran out completely without anyone noticing.

Along the way, Qiao Feng was confused and confused: Could it be that someone did this on purpose to help me get out of trouble? After thinking about it for a while, I realized it was impossible. Among the people I knew, there were many who were highly skilled in martial arts, but not one of them knew this magic. Beggar Clan disciples are accustomed to using snakes and poison, but no one can control so many snakes. What's more, he and the Beggar Clan are now enemies, so how can the Beggar Clan help him?

Probably just a coincidence.

But who would deliberately target Shaolin?

Qiao Feng thought for a while, and finally let out a long sigh: Forget it, it is very likely that after a while, after confirming that the leading brother is Abbot Xuanci, he and Shaolin will become enemies. At such a critical moment, why should we care about the right and wrong of Shaolin? well!