Poor monks do not break the precepts

The withered grass hut refused visitors for many days, and some people disappeared after being shut down, but a few people would still work hard every day to climb up the mountain, drink a cup of cold water as ice as snow, and never see Xu Sheng open the door to treat guests before they would go down the mountain. Two of them always come together, and they will practice a few tricks outside the withered grass hut, and they will not return to the temple until the sun is near noon.

"You two arrived a quarter earlier than yesterday, and you come to me every day to compete in martial arts, and you don't feel bored." Xu Sheng took a Zen chair and placed it outside the house, holding a tea bowl in his hand to drink slowly.

Seeing Xu Sheng's relaxed and indifferent appearance, Tan Mingyang knew that he had been liberated, so he joked: "Shaolin is a clean and cultivated land, so don't disturb it. Besides, your land is open and suitable for fighting."

Hearing this, Xu Sheng seemed annoyed and said: "Dare to love me, this is not within the scope of Shaolin, I can bother you two as I please."

Chu Yuanhe laughed loudly, stroked his beard and nodded and said, "Brother Xusheng's withered thatched hut has been quiet for a long time, how can we hear the sound of our swords and swords. And a true practitioner, peace of mind is in the heart, wind and thunder, flying waterfalls, insects and birds I can’t even smell it. If you get distracted because we are practicing moves outside the house, it only means that you don’t have enough concentration.”

"Both left and right are on your side." Xu Sheng saw Zigui bringing out tea from the back room, "Zigui, serve the tea."

Asking the heads of the four major factions to drink tea outside the house, Leopard would not dare to be afraid of others, but Xu Sheng didn't care, only let Zigui serve tea, and didn't let Zigui move half of the chairs.Of course, the two of them didn't care at all, Chu Yuanhe drank his tea and sighed: "Brother, I finally got a cup of hot tea from you to warm up."

"That's right, a glass of cold water from the past two days is really chilling."

Xu Sheng chuckled and said: "Come here uninvited, I don't think you two have caused my apprentice too much trouble."

Tan Mingyang tapped Xusheng several times with his fingertips, shook his head and said with a smile: "Brother Yuanhe, did you see, remember what I said when I came here. This Xusheng is clearly a dog biting Lu Dongbin, and he can't recognize a good heart."

"You two climbed up Wuwang Cliff all the way, so you were arguing with me."

Chu Yuanhe grinned, let go of the majestic air of the master, and said stubbornly like an old boy: "This old boy always says that the Ling Guang sword technique I sent is not as good as the Yangming sword technique he created, so I ask you to reason."

Two martial idiots, in the past, most of the time they found Xu Sheng to compete in moves, which was expected, but this time Xu Sheng couldn't help but disgusted and said: "You two have competed for three days at Wuwangya, and there is no result yet?"

At the moment of lightning, there was only a clang, and Chu Yuanhe and Tan Mingyang drew out their weapons and fought without saying a word. The heads of the two factions faced each other. Even if they competed, it was a major event in the martial arts. Unfortunately, only Xu Sheng and him in the audience did not understand martial arts at all. apprentice.The wind of Wuwangya suddenly blew, and the snow on the ground fluttered in the air, and the people in the snow moved quickly, and the swords slashed and radiated a cold light.Yangming's sword technique is famous all over the world for its madness, Ling Guangjian's technique is as fast as lightning, Xu Sheng just finished drinking half a cup of tea, Chu Yuanhe and Tan Mingyang have already exchanged more than a hundred moves, but still no difference.

It has to be said that although the master fight is a competition, it is very enjoyable for others to see. Even Xiang Xusheng, who is proficient in internal skills and mental skills and uses few weapons, sees the two people who are not giving in to each other. Move and move, even if the moves have been repeated, they still refuse to miss the slightest.

After a long time, Xu Sheng gradually got tired of watching and felt sleepy, and fell asleep in the cold snow.After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, a scream came from the back mountain, and Xu Sheng woke up with a jolt.The two masters, who were enjoying themselves in the fight, withdrew their sword energy for a moment, and flew away towards the back mountain with all their strength.

When Xu Sheng arrived slowly, he saw Chu Yuanhe and Tan Mingyang entangled and fighting with several people, and they protected the injured Ji Duorui in the middle.Xu Sheng recognized the origin of the sneak attack at a glance, he couldn't help being angry, and immediately used Shaolin Kungfu to fight against the enemy with his self-created Taixue Jingxin method.Seeing more and more people coming to help, knowing the identity of the opponent, and seeing that the situation is unfavorable, the leader of this group of masked female assassins whispered: "Retire."

Seeing people running away, Xu Sheng and the others had no intention of chasing him, Chu Yuanhe teased Tan Mingyang and said, "I thought you would chase after you if you had the skills."

Tan Mingyang helped Ji Duorui, who was limp on the ground, "The group of female assassins walked resolutely, so it's probably a trick to divert the tiger away from the mountain."

Xu Sheng carefully looked at Ji Duorui, with a frown between his brows and said: "Master Ji's complexion is not good, he might be poisoned, hurry up and help him to the thatched hut."

An Jingyue didn't know martial arts, she was so frightened by the sudden fight at first, her complexion became paler when she heard the words, her beautiful eyes were filled with tears, she hurriedly supported Ji Duorui's other side without caring about being rude in front of others.Although they are old friends, Chu Yuanhe and Tan Mingyang have never entered the withered grass hut. When they entered today, although they only sat and rested in the front hall, they were extremely surprised by the furnishings in the house.

"Fortunately, I just got drunk from the bone powder." Xu Sheng took a pill and handed it to Ji Duorui, and then handed him a glass of warm water, "After taking the medicine, I can act as usual in a moment."

Ji Duorui swallowed the pill and said, "Thank you."

The more Chu Yuanhe thought about it, the more he felt strange, and asked: "These female assassins are not skilled in martial arts. Although Ji Sanye is not good at martial arts, it should never be in such a dangerous situation. I see that you have been stabbed by swords on the back of your hands and shoulders. Injured, the skin around the wound is gray and pale, the bone drunk poison should seep through this wound. But I just took a closer look at the back mountain, you have fought with people for a long time and fled to the thatched hut, why can’t you get rid of them all the time.”

Ji Duorui was indignant for a while, but he couldn't do anything, so he slumped on the chair, smacked his lips and said: "These women are really weird, they exude a fragrance, it's nothing at first smell. I protect Yue'er and run to Shaolin, the more Da Yue felt his head was heavy and dizzy, and he was stabbed by them in a state of confusion, so he lost."

"I also smelled it just now. The smell on their bodies is by no means an ordinary scent of powder." Xu Sheng handed the external medicine powder and white cloth to An Jingyue, and said lightly: "The scent of this group of female assassins may also be crispy. effect."

Tan Mingyang was puzzled and said, "If it's as you said, why are they all fine?"

An Jingyue carefully bandaged Ji Duorui's wound, and said with a little hesitation: "I also smelled that fragrance just now, and I didn't feel any discomfort."

"This poison may only be effective on men, so Master An can't detect it." Xu Sheng's words seemed doubtful, but his answer was very affirmative, which gradually aroused Ji Duorui's doubts, and he couldn't help but cast his eyes on him.

Chu Yuanhe twitched his beard and nodded, agreeing with Xu Sheng's statement, "It's not impossible. I heard that the world has suddenly become extremely sad and joyful recently. Compared with this strange poison, others are nothing more than little witches." Suddenly his voice paused, as if remembering Frowning at the long and unpleasant incident, he expressed doubts for a while, "Do you feel that the martial arts of these female assassins seem familiar?"

Tan Mingyang's face suddenly became gloomy, like the weather in the rainy season is unpredictable, "Brother Yuanhe said that it is Lianxin Huiji?"

"That's right, it's her." Chu Yuanhe nodded solemnly, and said affirmatively, "I've fought against her before, so I shouldn't remember it wrong."

The female devil who had disappeared in Jianghu for many years was suddenly mentioned, and everyone in the room gasped.Ji Duorui was even more astonished, because he noticed Xu Sheng's expression for a moment, obviously this wonderful monk was hiding a secret about his relationship with Lian Xin Hui Ji.

Xu Sheng said indifferently: "I have heard Master mention the past events more than ten years ago, the head of the Four Great Sects and Mr. Ji went to Qingfeng Sect to fight Zuo Qinghuang fiercely. Master said that Lianxin Huiji was also there at that time. I heard from Master Zuo Qinghuang killed himself in the end, and the disciples of the Qingfeng Sect gradually left the sect, and Xizong fell. Why didn’t he catch Lianxin Huiji, let her escape, and completely disappeared in the martial arts world.”

Chu Yuanhe sighed and said: "This Lianxinhui Ji is here cunningly. At that time, Ji Xiansheng caught her and found that there was something wrong with the girl's cheeks. He tore off the human skin attached to her face and found out that she was a substitute wearing a mask. As for Lianxinhui After Ji took advantage of Brother Zuo, he fled away long ago and disappeared without a trace. Only now did Brother Zuo come to his senses and commit suicide, which is a pity for his fame throughout his life."

"Aren't there still few heroes before the Beauty Pass?" Xu Sheng said regretfully, and accidentally saw Tan Mingyang's strange expression while speaking.

Ji Duorui jokingly said: "Why is Miao Monk feeling sad for spring and autumn?"

"Although the poor monk is not a hero, he is still a hero."

An Jingyue pulled Ji Duorui's sleeve, her gentle and pleasant temperament made me feel more pitiful at this moment, and she said sadly: "I have no enmity with her, why do you always send someone to assassinate me?" ?”

"Yue'er mentioned to me that she was saved by a wonderful monk in Cang'e Mountain. Are the assassins at that time the same as today's incident?"

Xu Sheng pondered for a while, and replied uncertainly: "They are all masked, so the poor monk can't be sure. The number of martial arts used is indeed somewhat similar. Besides, this happened a long time ago. If you want to check, I'm afraid No, even if we can find out some clues and know that Huiji Lianxin sent someone to do it, we have to find her."

"It's true." Tan Mingyang was silent for a long time, and now he interjected: "This Lianxin Huiji is vicious and cunning, and she hides in the dark, so it is not easy to deal with. Now that there is news of her re-emergence, we still wait for Mr. Ji and After Taoist Shiku comes, discuss carefully before making a plan."

Ji Duorui put his finger between his lips, thought for a while and said, "I remember my sister said that the person who knows Lianxin Huiji best in Jianghu is Mr. Butterfly. But he seems reluctant to bring up the past, and Living in a boat on the Canglang River all year round, it is difficult to find others."

"Mr. Yumian...what a character in the martial arts back then, it's a pity that his family has changed..." Chu Yuanhe sighed: "It's a pity."

Xu Sheng smiled lightly, knowingly asked: "I wonder when Mr. Ji will arrive?"

"I received a flying letter from my sister, and I can go to Shaolin within a day or two."

"Since that's the case, after Mr. Ji arrives in Shaolin, let's invite him to the withered thatched cottage to discuss the matter." Xu Sheng is considered a junior in the group, making his own decision is a bit inappropriate, but everyone heard the words and did not disagree.After all, compared with the temple, the withered grass hut is indeed more suitable for people to gather and discuss matters.

I haven't seen each other for many years, even though I am full of gratitude, it is difficult to express it in words for a while, let alone An Jingyue's quiet temperament, she almost wants to open her mouth but she doesn't know what to say.Seeing that it was time to part, An Jingyue became more and more anxious, her brows slightly frowning, and she couldn't say a word after holding back for a long time.

Xu Sheng watched An Jingyue pass by, and said with a faint smile, "Little Ayue, the snowy road is difficult, be careful on the road."

An Jingyue drooped her lower jaw and raised it abruptly, her smile was as bright as the first rays of scorching sun when the winter snow came out, it was so warm that it made people yearn for it.To say that there are three thousand weak waters, Xu Sheng has seen too many women, such as colorful and beautiful like Wanxin, elegant and flawless like Zhuling, fragrant autumn orchids and luxury like Jianwensong, or proud and frosty like agarwood.In Xu Sheng's eyes, nothing seemed to compare to this gentle and sweet complexion. Perhaps it was because of this that he would save people back then, and he had been sending people to protect An Jingyue secretly for many years.

The setting sun at dusk dipped into the heaven and earth like blood, Xu Sheng sat cross-legged between the sky and the earth, his moon-white monk clothes seemed to have been washed of his Buddha nature, and his dark red draped body gave off the appearance of a seductive demon monk.Chen Xiang sat quietly on the roof of the thatched hut, wiping the blood that had not dried yet turned into ice beads on the blade of the sword.

Xu Sheng rushed to Chen Xiang's side as quickly as a flying swallow, and said in a low voice: "How?"

The corners of Chen Xiang's lips drew an arc as cold as Chi Hong, and said mercilessly: "None of the seventeen female assassins survived."

"Well done, since you have come to my Wuwangya to play wild, you should know that there will be no return."

Chen Xiang held his chin and asked curiously: "Isn't the landlord afraid of the amorous son's troubles? He Huanzhai may not be able to sit still and ask the landlord if he loses so many subordinates at once."

"He doesn't have the guts." Xu Sheng's elegant smile showed a trace of coldness in the corner of his eyes, and he said firmly: "If Lian Xin Hui Ji doesn't ask, he dare not ask a word. As for these lives, Lian Xin Hui Ji I'm afraid it's not even as good as grass."

"Why does Huiji Lianxin repeatedly want An Jingyue's life? An Jingyue doesn't know martial arts at all, and she is only the wife of the third master of the Ji family. If she wants to attack and provoke the Ji family, it would be better to deal with Mr. Ji or Ji Boru. "

Xu Sheng immediately shook his head, his eyes were chasing the west setting sun, and he seemed to see nothing, and said indifferently: "She was hunted down before marrying into Ji's family, maybe her appearance is similar to the old friend Lianxin Huiji hated. Lianxin Huiji has repeatedly attacked her in these years, it can be seen that she hated her old friend, so even if she looks a little bit, it can arouse her murderous intentions."

Chen Xiang lowered his head and pondered for a long time, carefully asked out the confusion in his heart for several years: "Where is the landlord? Why did you save her?"

"It's also because she looks like an old friend." Xu Sheng jumped down, turned his back to Chen Xiang and gestured for him to leave, without another word.