Spending the Bright Moon Together

On the ninth day of April, it was a long time after noon, but no one saw Yu Daiyan coming back to the mountain. Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou had to ask Zhang Cuishan to go down the mountain to wait, but they didn't want to wait for Yu Daiyan who was covered in injuries and had only breath left.

Song Yuanqiao and the others were so panicked that they didn't know what to do. Zhang Sanfeng hurried back to the house to search for medicine to save people. Mingyue, who was sitting in Yu Daiyan's courtyard, was immersed in her own thoughts and never heard the words in the main hall. There was a faint noise.

It wasn't until dusk was low that Mingyue suddenly saw two figures hurrying towards this direction, and she came back to her senses suddenly, and then looked at the black shadow between the two of them in surprise, and almost fell to the ground. Not being polite, he quickly got up and opened the door of the main room, allowing Zhang Songxi and Yin Liting to carry Yu Daiyan, who had fainted again, into the room.

"You two take care of your master carefully." After Zhang Songxi put him on the bed carefully, he only hurriedly gave instructions to Mingyue Qingfeng and walked out the door, fearing that there were guests ahead, and he would go to inquire again appearance.

"Mingyue, master, what is this...how did this happen?" Afterwards, Qingfeng rushed into the room and waited until Zhang Songxi and the others left before rushing forward to see what happened to Yu Daiyan. When he saw Yu Daiyan returning to Wudang in such a miserable state Shan, the whole person couldn't help but panic.

How can Mingyue have the strength to explain to Qingfeng at this time?She sat on the edge of the bed weakly and looked at Yu Daiyan with her eyes closed tightly. She felt a coldness in her heart. She hesitated for a long time before she had the courage to reach out to check if Yu Daiyan was still breathing. Her slightly trembling fingertips felt only a very thin trace. The breath filled his eyes with hot tears and he couldn't help falling down. He turned his head and looked at Yu Daiyan's limbs, and all he could see were bloodstains, which made people feel unbearable.

Mingyue imagined many scenes, but none of them were thrilling as she saw with her own eyes. She suddenly felt that she was really useless and stupid. The person in question has no ability to protect him. I knew that he would be in danger, but I couldn't persuade him... and I couldn't save him.

"Qingfeng, please go and boil a pot of hot water. Master's body is so dirty, I have to wash him up first. Grand Master will wait for the doctor to treat and treat Master's injuries." Mingyue thought for a long time before taking a deep breath and holding back. Said to Qingfeng with the pain in his heart.

"Oh! Okay, I'll go right away." Qingfeng, who was standing aside and weeping silently, heard Mingyue's words, and hurried out of the door to boil water.

Mingyue stepped forward and carefully tore off the clothes on Yu Daiyan's limbs, and carefully avoided Yu Daiyan's wounds. If she remembered correctly, Yu Daiyan was hit with a hidden weapon, and she didn't know if it was still there, so she didn't dare to remove it for the time being. After opening the clothes on his body, Qingfeng came in with a basin of water, and seeing Mingyue busy untying Yu Daiyan's body, he rushed forward to help.

"You don't need to be busy, Master doesn't know where there are still injuries, and many people are easy to be in a hurry." Mingyue stopped Qingfeng's kindness in a low voice, and took the towel in his hand.

As soon as Mingyue touched the injured part of Yu Daiyan's hand, she heard a slight grunt. Mingyue stopped immediately and did not dare to move. After thinking for a while, she gently lifted Yu Daiyan's hand from the palm to the arm, and asked Qingfeng to take it again. A small basin came over and put it underneath, and rinsed it slowly with water.

"How does Mingyue know where Master's injury is?" Qingfeng looked at the side for a while, and found that Mingyue would deliberately avoid some places, so she asked curiously.

"When I went to play at the foot of the mountain, I saw a family's farm cattle with broken ankles, and their appearance was almost the same as that of Master, so I guess...Master, his limbs must have been seriously injured." Mingyue replied lightly.

"So that's how it is." Qingfeng nodded suddenly, thinking that it wasn't too strange for Mingyue to go down the mountain often, so she didn't doubt it at all.

After Mingyue cleaned up Yu Daiyan silently, she ordered Qingfeng to look carefully before turning around and walking towards the main hall of Zixiao Palace. She also wanted to know what Zhang Sanfeng and the others were going to do. When she came to the door, she heard Zhang Sanfeng say It is time to send Song Yuanqiao, Zhang Songxi and others to the Shaolin Temple to meet the abbot of the Shaolin Temple, Zen Master Kongwen.

"Uncle Master, you can't go to Shaolin Temple! Besides, it doesn't necessarily have anything to do with Shaolin Temple." Mingyue suddenly thought of Wudang's bad luck in the future, as if Shaolin Temple had contributed a lot to it, so she rushed in to dissuade him road.

"Mingyue, you didn't take good care of your master, what did you come here for? And you shouldn't say that, the third brother is your master, and he once saved you, how can you not take revenge for killing your master? Seeing Mingyue running in without rules to disturb the elders talking about important matters, Song Yuanqiao scolded angrily.

"I...I didn't. I was also worried about Master, but... Grand Master..." Mingyue ignored Song Yuanqiao's words, just looked at Zhang Sanfeng, hoping that he would believe her words.

"Mingyue, why do you think that Daiyan's injury has nothing to do with Shaolin Temple? I just saw the injuries to his limbs. It was clearly cut off by Shaolin's Vajra Finger, and the Vajra Finger is the unique martial art of Shaolin Temple. There is no other martial art in this world." The sect understands, and the other party dares to attack Dai Yan so cruelly, how can we Wudang not seek justice." Zhang Sanfeng raised his hand to stop what Song Yuanqiao was about to say, and then said.

"Great Master, I think that Shaolin Temple is a well-known and upright sect after all, no matter what, it would not do such a villainous thing. Also, do you remember that there was a Zen Master Kuhui in Shaolin Temple?" Mingyue knew she could say it. Not much, just telling what Zhang Sanfeng must know.

"This...Of course I remember this. Tens of years ago, Tuo, a fireworker in Shaolin Temple, secretly learned Shaolin Kungfu in private. He uttered wild words during a visit to the Bodhidharma Hall, and then seriously injured several masters in the temple. In the end, he suffered Zen Master Zhi also died under his hands, but after that, he disappeared, and the Zen Master Kuhui you mentioned also got into disputes with other masters in the temple because of this matter, and finally left the temple angrily. I have told several of your masters about this in the past, could it be that...?" After Zhang Sanfeng pondered for a while, he quickly remembered that he had learned about this old incident from the records in the temple by accident, but it was also because of this Because of this incident, he was forced to leave Shaolin Temple.

"When I was young, I heard people say that there are a group of monks in the Western Regions who are good at external skills, and that those martial arts moves are somewhat similar to those learned by the monks in the Central Plains. Moreover, even if the disciples of Shaolin Temple have any dissatisfaction with Wudang, they want to do it to Wudang disciples. If something unfavorable happens, you won't use this kind of move that you can tell it's them." Mingyue nodded quickly, and then made up some reasonable words to explain.

"Mingyue should be talking about Shaolin in the Western Regions, right? But my impression is that Master also said that the Shaolin in the Western Regions and the Shaolin in the Central Plains have always had occasional contacts. Logically, how could they do such a thing? I think that the one who was seriously injured back then Huogong Toutuo, who escaped without a trace after several Shaolin masters, seems to be a very ruthless person. If it is said that his disciples did it, it is more likely. Could it be that they also came to the Central Plains to grab the dragon sword? It just happened to be heard that the third brother had taken away the dragon-slaying knife, so he murdered him?" Yu Lianzhou asked with some doubts.

"But before the third brother met those people, he didn't know who was assassinated and poisoned. I'm afraid that not only the Dragon Slaying Saber is involved, but also a trap set by someone who deliberately wants to stir up disputes between Wudang and Shaolin. "After thinking about it carefully, Zhang Songxi felt that it made some sense, but thinking that Yu Daiyan suffered such an innocent accident and abruptly cut off his future path of martial arts, it was heartbreaking.

"Even so, it is the result of Shaolin Temple's failure to eradicate the disaster. We should go to Shaolin Temple to find an explanation, otherwise the third brother's revenge cannot be avenged." Zhang Cuishan said extremely indignantly.

"Third brother... Now that all limbs are broken, martial arts will definitely not be able to return to normal, what should we do in the future...?" Yin Liting thought of Yu Daiyan's tragic situation again, and couldn't help crying.

"Master, elder brother, second elder brother, do you believe what Mingyue said as a child? Who can be sure that Huogong Tutuo really has a descendant disciple? Elder brother, let's go to Shaolin Temple as soon as possible to find out, we can't let the third brother The injury is not clear." Zhang Cuishan still looked extremely dispirited, unwilling to accept that everyone let the matter go.

"Master, I think it's better not to go to Shaolin Temple for the time being. After all, we don't have real evidence to prove that the perpetrators are Shaolin monks, and they will certainly not admit that there are such people in the temple. However, those people from the Longmen Security Bureau should How to deal with it?" Song Yuanqiao didn't intend to have any entanglement with Shaolin Temple, but what the bodyguard who sent people up the mountain said couldn't be ignored.

"Yuanqiao is right in saying that. Wudang and Shaolin had old grievances before, not to mention the dragon-slaying knife issue. It was because I didn't think carefully just now. As for the head of the capital... I will ask some questions tomorrow. After the doubts, let them go back, now that Lianzhou and Shenggu have gone to Lin'an to protect the family of the chief escort, they should be fine." Zhang Sanfeng thought for a moment before saying again.

"Then after tomorrow, let's go to the south of the Yangtze River to investigate and find out who actually murdered the third brother, and then think about how to avenge the third brother." Song Yuanqiao said hastily.

"That's fine, but you all have to be careful. I've already lost one of my favorite disciples, Daiyan, and I don't want to see any of you in trouble again." Thinking of Yu Daiyan's injury, Zhang Sanfeng still had a frown on his face, and he didn't know how to deal with it. For such grief.

"The disciple will return to the mountain safely, please rest assured, Master." Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, and Yin Liting replied quickly.

"Mingyue, go back with me to see how your master is doing." Zhang Sanfeng nodded, looked at Mingyue who was silent at the side, gave instructions, and walked out of the hall.

"Yes, Grand Master." Mingyue responded, hurriedly bowed to Song Yuanqiao and the others, and walked out behind Zhang Sanfeng.

Originally, Mingyue intended to prevent Zhang Cuishan from going to the Longmen Escort, but seeing Zhang Cuishan's impulsive temper, she refused to believe her words at all, and she couldn't stop the birth of the future protagonist. I had no choice but to give up.

Yu Daiyan woke up a little shortly after Mingyue left. He understood the severity of the injuries on his body, and he didn't feel the slightest sensation in his palms and toes. It has been brutally broken.