Wulin Mysteries

The edge-repairing kung fu is very good, and after going around for a while, when no one was there, he took the little beast out of his arms, stroked its wet hair, and said, "Little fox, you were born so stupid, there's no guarantee that you won't be raped again next time." If you catch him, follow me first, and then make plans when you arrive at Songshan Mountain in Henan, how about that?"

The red fox flicked its big tail at him very affectionately, squinted its eyes, lay on Xiu Yuan's arms, and was about to fall asleep.

Xiuyuan sighed, and laughed at it without any worries or vigilance, and led the little beast all the way to the station.

Unexpectedly, there was already a Songshan Shaolin disciple waiting at the inn. The person who called himself "Jie Shi" stood on the threshold and folded his hands together: "Junior Brother Xiuyuan, I am ordered by my master to wait for you here, and go to Shaolin together to answer."

Xiuyuan smiled and said:

"Master never told me that there is a senior brother from Shaolin to help me, this is great, I don't have to fumble to go to Songshan Mountain in Henan alone!" After thinking about it, he took the red fox out of his arms: "Brother, this little thing It was saved by me, I am afraid it will be caught again, can it..."

"Okay, since that's the case, you just take it with you." Jieshi was obviously unwilling to say more, took Xiuyuan to simply eat the fast meal, and then led him to the place of residence: "Let's stay here for the night, and the monks are away. If there is any inconvenience, we will be on the road tomorrow morning, you should rest earlier."

When it was time to go to bed, Xiu Yuan put the little fox beside his pillow and smoothed its fur: "After we get off Mount Song, I will take you back to Lingyin Temple and put you in the back mountain. You can stay with me, little thing, what do you think?"

The little beast was lying on its side, its belly was exposed towards Xiu Yuan, its tail was curled up, its fiery red hair was shiny and smooth.

Xiu Yuan also lay down, and he had to go on his way the next day, he was used to going to bed early in the temple.

The little monk closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep in a daze. The fox flicked its tail and took a bite on his thigh, leaving a series of small teeth marks, light and shallow, without breaking the skin.

"Little thing, why bite?"

Xiuyuan only regarded it as wild, rubbed its head aside, pretended to be angry, and ignored it.

But for a while, Xiu Yuan was sleepy and drowsy, and was bitten by the stupid fox again. This time, it not only bit the little monk, but swaggered back and forth with its big tail to sweep Xiu Yuan's face, it was crispy and itchy, and Xiu Yuan He sneezed, sat up from the couch, picked up the fox's tail, and pretended to throw it away: "Bad fox, I just wanted to save you when I saw you were down and out. I didn't expect you, a little thing, to repay you with revenge."

The fox made a gurgling sound in its throat, and jumped out of the bed. Xiuyuan stretched out his hand, but missed its big tail, and fell into emptiness.

"I know, are you hungry?" Xiu Yuan pondered for a while, opened the door, picked up the fox and walked out of the wing.

He is good at lightness kung fu, and he deliberately holds his breath and walks at night. If he is not a person with profound internal energy, it is difficult to detect the whereabouts of Xiu Yuan.

The fox also became more obedient, and huddled in Xiu Yuan's arms without moving.

"Master said in the letter that Shaolin is already under control. You only need to take the Minglan Sutra that the wise old man gave to the little monk, and then you can go back and return."

Xiu Yuan couldn't believe it, so he could only listen intently, this wing room was at the end of the corridor, quite hidden, the young monk was not familiar with the layout of this place, so he bumped into it by mistake and walked to Jieshi Gate.

"What the envoy said is true, but his subordinates have guessed wildly. Before he died, Huizhi knew that he was in trouble, and he handed over the scriptures to the young monk. If it weren't for his superiority, the mantis might catch the cicada, and the oriole would be behind him." , the old bald donkey put on a cover-up, and found someone else to send out the cheat book."

"The master has wired thousands of miles, so you and I can make wild guesses. You only need to do your job well, and someone else will take over. Don't bother you." The voice of the person called the envoy was clearly displeased. , the ten precepts seemed to be very frightened: "What the superior taught is that the subordinates should bear in mind."

When Xiu Yuan heard the words "before death", he was stunned, dazed, his lips moved, and he said silently: "No, no, Master was fine before I left."

He let go of his hand, and the stupid fox fell to the ground with a "plop", and the sword in the room came out of its sheath, and a white light flashed, and someone shouted: "Who!"

When Xiu Yuan came back to his senses, the little fox tugged on his Haiqing robe and screamed.

Before the two people in the house rushed out, the little monk stood against the wind, and only heard the sound of the roof crumbling and falling apart. He was already walking silently in the lonely night.

Stepping over countless blue tiles, Xiuyuan carried a little fox in his arms, and walked westward all the way. When the sky was light, there was a bamboo forest in front of him.

The road ahead is boundless, and Xiu Yuan doesn't know where he should go. Just when he was disheartened, someone in the bamboo forest suddenly laughed: "Little monk, leave the scriptures behind, and I will spare your life."

The laughter was earth-shattering, the bamboo leaves fluttered, Xiu Yuan stepped back a step or two, Jie Shi walked from the depths of the bamboo forest, and there was another person beside him, dressed in black, with a flying eagle on the cuff, lifelike.

Xiu Yuan knew in his heart that this person was probably the envoy of Jie Shikou.He was good at light work, and he didn't rest for a moment, but he was chased to nowhere.

The envoy in black didn't say a word, and the wind with his feet moved towards Xiu Yuan. The little monk managed to escape, but was attacked by Jie Shi from behind, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. The little fox had already jumped aside to see him Looking dismal, he jumped up and down anxiously.

Xiu Yuan managed to fight the two of them for a few moves, but they were no match for them. He was bruised and retreated steadily. He touched the scriptures on his body and made up his mind to fight to the death.

Xiu Yuan was exhausted, hungry and thirsty, and gradually fell into the wind, with several blood marks on his body, and his clothes were half torn, barely covering his body.If head-to-head confrontation fails, he can only rely on lightness kung fu to take advantage of the terrain surrounded by mountains in the northwest to escape.

The fog in front of him is vast, and it can be used as a natural cover for the time being. Because of this, the little monk can only see objects within a radius of ten feet. At this moment, his thoughts are gradually clearing up. Remembering what the two said, the master has passed away, and he can't help feeling sad , his feet were soft, and he fell to his knees on the ground, unable to get up again.

"Little monk, no matter how good your lightness kung fu is, it won't help. There is a precipice in front of you, and you can't escape. Why don't you obediently go back with us and hand over the Minglan scripture, and I will spare your life."

Cultivating the edge, he fell into this field today, even if he died, the scriptures could be searched from his body, it would be better to jump off the cliff, and see no one alive or dead, than help the tyrant.

The two pressed on step by step, and Xiu Yuan spat out another mouthful of blood with a "wow", covered his heart and backed away again and again, looked back at the steep cliff, and said lightly: "If you want the scriptures, you can go to the underworld with me Come and get it."

Inside Lingyun Hall, white smoke curled up, sandalwood smelled faintly, and the red fox fell asleep with its tail in its arms, leaning against its master's feet.

These are a pair of man's hands, slender and powerful, with well-defined joints. These hands picked up the red fox's tail, held it in his arms, and looked at it carefully: "Stupid fox, after going out for a few days, it has gained a lot of weight."

Everyone in the audience stood quietly, waiting with bated breath, the entire hall was as silent as death.

The little fox lazily stretched his waist, rolled his eyes around, probably also felt bored, turned his eyes away from them, and lay back on his back, showing his bulging belly, and flattered the man on the seat .

"What about others?" The man stroked the red fox's head, as if asking it or someone else.

"My lord, before the Red Immortal envoy came back, the monk had already fallen into the valley, with pine trees standing on the edge of the cliff. He was lucky, and fell into the water along the tree, with only a little scratch." The one who spoke was Tian Yijiao Lu Hengtian, one of the envoys of the Four Monarchs.

"Are you all right?"

"It's okay, this subordinate has carefully calculated the azimuth and angle before, and the monk's lightness kungfu is good, and his internal strength is not bad, the worst thing is that he fell into the hinterland of the valley, where the vegetation is overgrown, and he only needs to raise it for three to five days."

Wangyun Valley is just like its name, the sky above the valley is surrounded by clouds and mist all day long, Xiuyuan saw only a vast expanse of whiteness in the mountains at the edge of the cliff, thinking that this leap would either kill or hurt him, but the valley is not far from the cliff, in fact, with his With light work, with the help of a few ancient pines on the edge of the cliff, you can fall into the valley smoothly.

Unprepared, Xiuyuan fell into the Qinghu Lake in the middle of the valley. It was originally frozen and just thawed, but the valley was full of spring and flowers blooming. , Xiu Yuan didn't have any strength on his body, so he just sat in the middle of the water, and when the warm current washed over his body and took away the last trace of chill, the little monk fell asleep.

This sleep was sound and sweet, and he didn't know the morning and evening, until the wound in his heart was aching, Xiu Yuan gradually woke up.This was caused by the attack from behind the ten rings, which deterred the meridians.

Xiu Yuan originally wanted to sit cross-legged on the spot and heal his wounds, but when he regained consciousness, he was startled. He didn't know when he had left the hinterland of the valley and was lying on a big carved bed.

This is a picture of a dragon and a phoenix, but Xiu Yuan is a monk with a pure heart and asceticism. He doesn't understand the meandering meaning in it at all. He only looks at it with the naked eye. There are fences on three sides of the carved wooden bed, and the shadows on it are all about talking Seal painting, but the curtain by the window was lowered heavily, as if to cover up and deliberately create a taboo atmosphere, the light was blocked from the curtain, and he couldn't see the paintings around the bed clearly.

On both sides of the bed are simple columns, Xiu Yuan reached out to touch it, his heart trembled, and he immediately withdrew his hand.The bedside column looks simple and unpretentious, but it is actually made of thousand-year-old wood, so even in this cold room, you can feel the warmth. Knowing who its owner is, I feel suspicious.

This bed is huge enough for five or six people to lie flat at the same time. There is also a pedal under the bed. Xiuyuan guesses that it is not young, but it is still as clean as new after being trampled on all the year round. There is no trace of friction on the board. Xiuyuan put his head on it In the past, you could almost see your own reflection on the pedals.

There is also a soft couch and a marble round table in the room, other than that, the light is dim, and no other details can be seen by repairing the edge.

The house was scented with incense, which was not like ordinary sandalwood. Xiuyuan thought it smelled good. He closed his eyes and sniffed lightly repeatedly. meaning.