[Comprehensive martial arts] I'm sick to take drugs

Cloudless.

The sun radiates his charm to the world to his heart's content during the day, but now it's almost evening, Yan Liang's head is still faintly hot.

Not ashamed.

It's drying.

Yan Liang reached out and touched the smooth and hot top of his head, feeling sad against the wind: This familiar touch is really nostalgic.

He went through chemotherapy for a period of time when he was a child, and he had no hair for a while. After the chemotherapy was over, his hair gradually grew back.After many years, I feel this familiar touch again, and I miss it very much.

The original owner was a young monk from the Shaolin Temple in Putian. He is 17 years old and has been a monk for seven years.

So why this person died is really a mystery.

Yan Liang glanced at the system panel, there were a few big characters shining brightly: 【Find out the murderer who killed Inorganic. 】

There are also daily tasks one after another below.

The system said that Jiji had already been reincarnated through the back door, and he didn't care about the murderer, as long as he could find a good family, he would be satisfied.But out of consideration for Yan Liang's personal safety, this mission was released on purpose.

Yan Liang was very moved. He touched his slippery head and stroked the original owner's inorganic memory again and again, but found that there was no clue.

...Isn't this more dangerous?

The people who killed Wuji didn't know when they would attack him when they saw that he was still alive, but he had no clue, so he was a bright target.

Yan Liang was standing under the sun at the moment, staring at the tree he saw when he woke up.

Inorganic died of poison, when the poison occurred, he went to the back kitchen alone to steal food, and died alone under this tree.

Maybe it should be thankful that the person who poisoned him didn't use any serious poison, at least there was no pain when he died.

Yan Liang thought ironically.

Faint voices came from outside the courtyard. It was three young monks, all from Putian. Because of their poor families, they were sent to Shaolin Temple by their parents.

"Senior Brother Wuhua is back!"

"Really?"

"Go!"

The sound gradually faded away, Yan Liang thought for a while, and went out of the courtyard and followed a few young monks far away.

The relationship between Wuhua and Wuji is not close, but Wuji has a good impression of him.Putian Shaolin Temple, and even everyone in Jiang Hu admired him immensely.

Because of his good looks and amazing talents, he is the best in the world in playing the piano, cooking, poetry and painting, and playing chess. He is known as the "Seven Wonderful Monks".

There seems to be no other word to describe such a person except "perfect".

However, Master Tianhu did not choose Wuhua when he became the future master, but Wuxiang.

Wuxiang has a honest and honest personality, besides being inferior to Wuhua, he is also very popular in Shaolin Temple.

When Yan Liang arrived at the gate of the temple, he saw a man from afar, handsome and unrestrained, with a gentle smile on his face, wearing moon-white monk robes that were not stained by dust, smiling very gently at the young monks.

He faced the person in his memory with this person, and finally confirmed that this person was Wuhua.

Wu Hua handed a few bunches of candied haws to some young monks, looked up and saw Ji Ji standing under the tree watching him, walked towards him, and said, "Junior Brother Ji."

Yan Liang sighed in his heart that Wuhua is indeed extraordinary, more three-dimensional than the image in the inorganic memory, and also more... distant.

He nodded and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Wuhua."

Wuhua was brought up by Master Tianfeng himself, she has a high status in the temple, she can come and go freely, she has more freedom than ordinary disciples, and has a lot of friends.This time he went down the mountain and brought some desserts for Jiji, which was exactly the food Jiji had secretly told him before he left.

It's a pity that Inorganic is no longer there.

Yan Liang was a little sad in his heart, but he still took it with a smile on his face, and said with a smile: "Thank you, brother."

Wuhua smiled slightly, bid farewell to Yan Liang, and turned to visit Master Tianfeng—he had been down the mountain for many days, and when he came back, he would report to Master Tianfeng who was also his master and father.

Yan Liang thought that this was a bit like an ordinary family member, and for some reason he felt a little happy.

He weighed the paper bag in his hand, looked at the children who were staring at him, and smiled: "Want to eat? Share half with you."

"eat!"

No matter how young the child was, although he was surprised by the sudden outpouring of kindness from Ji Wu, who had always been lazy and stingy, he ran over eagerly looking at the sweets.

Wuhua looked back at Wuji, who was surrounded by young monks, and frowned slightly.

...why is he still alive?

As the real murderer of poisoning, Wu Hua is very confused.

Even though the poison develops slowly, after so many days, he should have died long ago.

Wuhua was confused, but thinking about what to do next, she restrained her expression, put on a gentle and deceptive expression again, and walked slowly towards Master Tianfeng's residence.

It's just an ant, wait until the next thing is over, and then take care of this person.

Wuhua thought so.

Yan Liang's back felt cold and he sneezed.

...It seems that someone is talking about him.

Wuhua's return to Putian Shaolin Temple this time is precisely to eliminate the evidence.

The only way to eliminate the evidence is to kill Master Tianfeng who raised him.

Master Tianfeng is already the only person in this world other than Shi Guanyin who knows that Wuhua is the son of Tianfeng Shishilang. As long as he dies, no matter how much Chu Liuxiang guesses, he will not be able to get evidence.

There is no hesitation in Wuhua's heart. When he was adopted by Master Tianfeng, he already remembered things. He still remembered his dead father, Tianfeng Shishilang, and Shi Guanyin, who is now raising a male favorite in the great desert, was his mother.The words of her father's will are still in her ears, and Wuhua will spare no effort to complete it.

He had already killed many people, including his own younger brother, not missing Master Tianfeng alone.

Wuhua walked slowly, no one could have imagined that the thoughts of this immortal-like figure were full of malice.

Yan Liang distributed a lot of sweets, and took the rest back to Wuji's bedroom—to be precise, his shared bedroom with the rest of his disciples—except Wuji is always lazy, and everyone else in this temple has a fixed arrangement. For example, chanting scriptures and talking about Zen, welcoming pilgrims and unwrapping lottery for pilgrims, so at this time, the courtyard is still very deserted.

Putian Shaolin Temple is located on the mountain, and the mountain road is rugged. Whether it is going up or down, it is not an easy task.Not to mention that Wuji is idle all day long, does not practice martial arts seriously, is physically weak, and seldom goes down the mountain; from this point of view, the only person who poisons Wuji can only be in this Shaolin Temple.

Yan Liang picked up the broom and began to sweep the yard—this was one of several daily tasks on the system panel—he thought again while sweeping.

Although I didn't think of it before, it's better to think about it than nothing.

There are still toxic residues in the inorganic body. Although it will not kill you again, it will be extremely harmful to the body in the long run.If Yan Liang wanted to stay alive longer, he still needed to find the person who poisoned him and get the antidote.

As soon as he thought this way, the system bubbled up: [There are universal detoxification pills in the mall, they are cheap, not expensive, delicious and sweet, buy a few~]

Of course Yan Liang knew that there was a universal antidote pill in the mall, but since he had a mission to find the murderer, he might as well take it directly from him if he found the murderer.

Yan Liang, who is diligent and thrifty in managing his family, rejected the systematic promotion.

The system becomes a salesman: [There are also wigs!Give back your beautiful hair with fake ones~]

Yan Liang reached out and touched the top of Lulu's head, shamefully moved.

When the murderer is found and the antidote is taken, he will return to the vulgar world and run to the colorful world, roaming around the world, eating, drinking and having fun.

The system sensed the host's thoughts, and was very relieved. Yan Liang had a lot of worries in the last world, and this time he might be able to have a good time—it can also eat more delicious emotions.

When one of them imagined a bright future together, there was a sudden sound of muffled wooden fish outside.Yan Liang was stunned, and stopped holding the broom in his hand. After the sound of the wooden fish stopped, someone laughed and said: "The Shaolin Tibetan scriptures are famous all over the world. Can the masters lend me a look?" *

Someone came to steal scriptures?

Yan Liang gripped the broom tightly.

There were constant noises outside, Yan Liang stood in the corner holding his breath, only to hear someone approaching quickly, and when the person jumped down, he swung the broom.

Even though the man was surprised, he did not forget to dodge the attack. He touched the tip of the broom with his toes, and lightly landed on the opposite side of Yan Liang.

The two stared at each other for a moment in the shadows.

After putting away the broom, Yan Liang smelled the scent of tulips in the air, and his heart moved, thinking of a person Wu Hua once said in his inorganic memory.

Wuhua has a wide range of friends, and in the temple, he talked about famous anecdotes in the Jianghu. He often mentioned the bandit commander Chu Liuxiang. His deeds are interesting. Even a person like Wuji who has no interest in anything except food is fascinated by it. .

Chu Liuxiang comes and goes like the wind, leaving people with only a faint smell of tulips.

At this moment, smelling the aroma of tulips, Yan Liang couldn't help but match up with Chu Liuxiang in the future temple.

Now it was evening, the candles were not yet lit, and there was solitude in the monastery, and the darkness made the solitude even more miserable.

Chu Liuxiang looked at the young monk with a broom in his hand, and admired him for his ability to sweep the floor patiently in the darkness and solitude.

People who can stand loneliness are absolutely extraordinary.

What Chu Liuxiang didn't know was that the person in front of him was too lazy to pick up the candle, but instead admired Yan Liang, but the matter was urgent, and he only had time to say "I'm sorry" before he tiptoed again, flew away from here, and went to the west. Facing the courtyard where Master Tianfeng resides.

Looking at his figure, Yan Liang recalled what the man had yelled earlier, and thought that that place was not the Buddhist scriptures pavilion.

After climbing over this wall, it should be Master Tianfeng's residence. According to the usual practice, Wuhua should be making tea for Master Tianfeng at this moment.

Chu Liuxiang and Wuhua should be friends, let alone stealing scriptures, why are they acting so sneaky?

Yan Liang was a little confused.

When he left the monastery, he saw Chu Liuxiang and Wuhua walking in front of him one after the other, the atmosphere was delicate.

Chu Liuxiang saw the broom in Yan Liang's hand and smiled at him.

Wu Hua also gave him a gentle smile, and followed Chu Liuxiang to the back of the mountain.

Yan Liang stood on the spot and watched the two leave, always feeling that the atmosphere between the two was about to fight each other.

The mountain wind brought the smell of soil, Yan Liang sneezed, looked at the night sky, counted with his fingers, calculated that it would rain soon, hurriedly ran back to the yard with the broom, took a handful of oil paper from the bedroom Umbrella, went to the place where the monks eat.

In Houshan, the fight between Chu Liuxiang and Wuhua has begun.

The torrential rain poured down, the wind was strong, the lightning flashed and thundered, and the thunder continued.

Chu Liuxiang resolved Wuhua's moves one by one, and escaped the last hidden weapon. Wuhua had no choice but to admit defeat.

At the last moment, he thought of Wuji who hadn't been poisoned to death for some reason. Now that the conspiracy has been exposed, it doesn't matter whether Wuji is dead or alive.

Wuhua and Chu Liuxiang had a discussion about "law" and "sanction", and finally committed suicide by swallowing poison.

Chu Liuxiang looked at his body with a sad expression.

There are many monks in Shaolin Temple, so many people saw Chu Liuxiang and Wuhua walking out of Master Tianfeng's residence, and the movement of the two in the back mountain was not insignificant.Under the torrential rain, Chu Liuxiang came to Master Tianfeng's residence with Wuhua's body in his arms, facing the horrified eyes of hundreds of monks.

Master Tianfeng stood under the eaves with a sad look on his face. He had already guessed Wuhua's plan, but after all, he was the child he raised. I hope he can change his mind.But Wuhua would rather commit suicide than turn around.

Master Tianfeng asked Chu Liuxiang to leave.

Chu Liuxiang looked at Master Tianfeng in silence, then turned and strode away.

Holding an umbrella in one hand, Yan Liang took a bite of the fruit he was holding, and watched Chu Liuxiang leave this place sadly among the monks.

Yan Liang: ...Just for a meal, what happened? ?

The author has something to say: A new world opens~

New job: fortune-telling monk (bushi)

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