Fragrance on the Moon

The person who stole the scriptures called himself Wu Ming, and as Wu Hua said, he was a name that had never been well-known in the world.

After Ah Liu escorted him back to the Shaolin Temple, he was surprisingly cooperative in front of the Shaolin monks, and offered to help Shaolin rewrite the burned scriptures as compensation for his theft and burning of the scriptures.

Of course, the premise was that Shaolin would spare his life, otherwise he had no choice but to die without saying a word.

"The importance of these secret books, I think the masters must know better than me." Wu Ming is very confident, "The rest of the scriptures in the pavilion are all excavated from Songshan, and the originals are left there, but I will burn them This part of the book is the painstaking efforts of nearly ten generations of masters after the South Shaolin School."

After what he said, the group of Shaolin disciples who didn't really believe that he pretended to be Tianyin to steal scriptures were shocked, and then they didn't dare to doubt that he could do it.

As a result, Aliu was completely innocent.

When the matter progressed to this point, it actually had little to do with her, and no one would stop her from leaving, but thinking of Wu Ming's various actions in the original work, Ah Liu still didn't leave immediately.

She wanted to see how Master Tianfeng would deal with it.

Sure enough, Master Tianfeng, who came to Putian to be the head of the school because he didn't want to participate in the various factional disputes in Northern Shaolin, was not good at dealing with such things——

He is naturally a very kind person, and he would not easily embarrass others, but Wu Ming's crimes must be offset by copying and returning the scriptures?

When he was in a dilemma, an elder walked up to him and whispered something.

After hearing this, his expression changed a little, and he finally shook his head.

The atmosphere was stalemate for quite a while, A Liu looked at the expressions of the elders, and probably guessed something.

For Nan Shaolin, the existence of Wu Ming is a humiliation. If he really complied with his request and let him live, they will only be more ashamed if this matter spreads in the future. Therefore, in the eyes of the elders, Wu Ming It is absolutely impossible to live, but those secret books must not be abandoned, so it is better to be a villain, agree first, and then deal with it. The person who offended Shaolin first is himself.

And Master Tianfeng is an upright person, of course it is impossible to act as they expected.

"Master Uncle." Just as he was still hesitating, Wu Xiang, who followed Ah Liu and the others, said, "Since this person has already admitted it, why not ask him to write down the secret book first."

Wu Ming: "You can transcribe! But you must swear to the Buddha that you will never kill me when I finish transcribing!"

The monks in Southern Shaolin looked at each other, Wu Xiang said yes first, and said: "The secret book is important, if I make an oath, you must also keep your promise."

Wu Ming really has a photographic memory, so he can do it naturally.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Xiang took everyone to finish the oath, and asked for a pen and paper by the way, and asked Wu Ming to dictate.

"Junior Brother Wuhua is the best at calligraphy, so you might as well leave it to Junior Brother Wuhua to record what this person narrated." Wu Xiang said again.

In front of so many fellow disciples, Wu Hua did not refuse, she accepted the job on the spot, and then entered the side hall of the Heavenly King Hall with Wu Ming on the spot.

Before he passed, Wuxiang had been looking at him with a smile on his face, that gaze made his heart shudder, and he couldn't help curling his lips, wondering what this dogbi was thinking?

Wu Hua dislikes Wu Xiang very much. From a very young age, he knew that this guy was just hiding his clumsiness in front of others, but his talent was far superior to his.

It was also because he was very clear in his heart that every time the elders of the two schools praised him, he looked at Wu Xiang smiling silently beside him, and felt that this person must be laughing at himself in his heart.

But at this moment, this feeling of being ridiculed resurfaced in Wu Hua's heart again, which annoyed him very much.

But no matter how troublesome she was, she had to copy the secret book first, and Wu Hua could only silently pass by this senior brother from a different sect, and entered the side hall of the Heavenly King Hall.

Wu Ming has the ability of photographic memory, and his dictation is extremely fluent. It happened that Wuhua had read the stolen secret books before, and he knew the words as soon as he uttered them, and he wrote them without pause, extremely smooth.

When he was about to finish writing the last book, Wu Ming's mouth was dry, and he couldn't help rubbing his pantothenic wrist twice.

Just then, something unexpected happened!

Wu Ming didn't know when he opened the acupuncture points on his body, and rushed out of the door of the side hall like a cheetah.

At this time, Aliu and the others had been invited by Master Tianfeng and a few apologetic elders to wait elsewhere. Indeed, no one could catch up to him in an instant near the Temple of Heavenly Kings. Everywhere in Shaolin, as long as they earn this opportunity, they are expected to escape.

But the result disappointed him, and when he slapped Wuhua open and flew outside the side hall, Wuxiang also fell from the sky and punched him again.

"You—" Wu Ming didn't expect him to be around all the time, and he was shocked, knowing that he must have been fooled by him.

"Your Excellency has fulfilled his promise, and the poor monk will keep his promise, but if you try to escape by injuring my junior brother, that's another bill." Wu Xiang said.

Of course Wu Ming understood the meaning of these words, and there was an extra account, so when the extra account was settled, the previous oath to let him go would have no binding force.

That's why he has to go!

Fortunately, Wuxiang is the only one fighting with him at this time, as long as he doesn't want to fight and runs away, he still has a chance!

Thinking of this, while dodging Wuxiang's move, he continued to swipe outward.

However, after only skimming three feet, he felt a rush of blood in his chest.

Wuxiang's fist came at the sound and hit him straight. He tried to hide, but when he activated his internal force, he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Xiang Shuai's acupuncture technique is superb, even if North Qiaofeng South Murong is reborn, it is impossible to break through his acupuncture points in such a short period of time."

Wuxiang's gaze was very cold, "The reason why you can illusion that you rushed away is because when I sent you to the side hall, I moved one of your acupuncture points with Shaolin secret method."

"And this movement can only last for half an hour. Now half an hour has arrived. The acupoints are back to their original places, and the meridians are reversed. Is the feeling good?"

Wu Ming was already speechless, not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't.

He stared at Wuxiang's kinder face than any southern Shaolin monk, and finally began to regret the risky decision he made to escape early—he really shouldn't provoke this young man who was acquiesced by Songshan Shaolin early on to be the next abbot .

But it's useless to regret, at this moment, Wuxiang can deal with him at will as long as he has the excuse of "you hurt my junior brother".

And his use value of Shaolin completely returned to zero at the end of the dictation.

It was the first time in Wu Ming's life that he was really scared.

But Wu Xiang didn't kill him directly as he expected, Wu Xiang just took two chains made of refined iron and handcuffed his hands and feet.

Ah Liu later found out that Wu Xiang planned to take Wu Ming back to Mount Song, and the two chains he took out were also used by Shaolin on the monk who made the biggest mistake in the temple.

"Anyway, for the rest of his life, he can only carry water and set fires in Mount Song." Wuhua understands this mechanism very well, and on the way back to the South China Sea, he talked to A Liu and Lin Chaoying about science, "Because the handcuffs and anklets are all made of meteorite iron from outside the sky." , once closed, it cannot be opened again.”

Lin Chaoying was very emotional when he heard it: "In the past, the head abbot said how proud he was of his beloved disciples. I just thought it was the Buddha-nature, but I didn't expect to be so flexible."

Wuhua rolled her eyes: "Anyway, he has a lot of thoughts, he even thought of using me as a bait, and afterwards... Oh my god, those who don't know think he really loves me as a junior!"

What he was talking about was that after Wu Xiang completely subdued Wu Ming, he painfully reported in front of everyone that he had injured Wu Hua.

At that time Wu Xiang was indeed righteous and strict, saying that Shaolin disciples were never humiliated, even though Wu Hua had left Shaolin, he was also his most cherished peer, so he absolutely could not tolerate this.

Aliu: "Although you were the raft, at least he gave you the wound medicine."

Wuhua didn't know this at all, so she immediately raised her eyebrows: "What kind of medicine?"

"That's it." A Liu took out a jade bottle from his sleeve, "I've seen it, it's the best medicine."

Before Wuhua could react to this, Lin Chaoying wrinkled her nose and said, "When did he give it to you?"

Ah Liu: "Just now when we were saying goodbye at the ferry, didn't he say that he had something to say to me, and it happened that I also had something to say to him, so we chatted for a while."

Wuxiang's words are for the gift of medicine, so what is the purpose of her words?

Lin Chaoying was very curious, but felt that it was inappropriate to ask, so she kept silent.

……

No matter what, after this trip, A Liu has fulfilled the previous promise to Wang Chongyang, and happened to clear up the stigma that might have been spread in the Jianghu.

She was in a very relaxed mood, even looking at Wuhua was pleasing to the eye.

When the few of them calculated the time to go to Dali Kingdom to meet Duan Zhixing's appointment, the news that Shaolin was stolen earlier and the thief wanted to hold the blame for her slowly spread.

Of course it was done by people from North Shaolin, but the main purpose was not to flatter her, but to make South Shaolin lose himself.

It's just that in the past six months, all kinds of legends about her in the Jianghu have already made the people in the Jianghu talk about her and admire her. As soon as this matter spread, her reputation immediately rose to a higher level.

Even in the Dali Kingdom, people in the capital could hear people praising her as a first-class romantic figure in the past century.

Ah Liu was noncommittal about this, she really had experience - when she was in Baiyun City, she once corrected the wrong parts of those legends in a wine shop, but everyone forgot about it, and continued to say the same thing the next day, He even directly believed that she was being modest.

Ah Liu: "..." That's fine, just say what you want.

When others praise you, they think that you like you, she can only tell herself that, and try not to care about it as much as possible.

However, what she never expected was that everyone's boasting caused her a trouble.

Things have to start with Duan Zhixing's ascension to the throne.

The few of them arrived in Dali not too early or too late, attended the funeral of the first emperor, and visited Tianlong Temple on the way, and then witnessed Duan Zhixing ascending the throne with their own eyes, and blessed the first empress in the history of Dali.

As the queen's friend and the most prominent person in the world recently, Aliu was naturally warmly welcomed by the people of Dali.

On the day they bid farewell to Duan Zhixing and were about to leave, many people saw them off, and the sum of the gifts of wine along the way almost left them with nothing to hold.

This also directly delayed their original schedule, and when they returned to the ship, it was already sunset and it was not suitable for sailing.

Hu Tiehua suggested to have a good drink, get drunk, and leave early the next morning.

A Liu agreed without thinking too much, and then everyone had a good drink together.

After waking up after having a good time, she found that at some point there was a newborn baby wrapped in swaddling clothes on the deck.

This is really more effective than any hangover medicine, which made her tremble on the spot and shouted all the others.

"How could someone put a child on our boat?" She was puzzled.

"If you want to abandon the child, you usually put it in a wooden basin and put it in the river. This happened to be our boat, so I put it on board." Ji Bingyan said while sharply noticing that there was a piece of parchment in the swaddling baby.

He took out the parchment, read it quickly, and said, "I'm right, I just can't afford the child and don't want it anymore, but the child's parents said they knew the boat belonged to you, so they put the child here at ease, yo , and left a name for the child.”

What A Liu wanted to say was not important about the name, what was important was what to do with the child.

Then she heard Hu Tiehua, who leaned over to watch, read out the name that the child's parents had left for him——

"Xi, Men, Chui, Xue." Hu Tiehua said, "It sounds like a girl's name."