Rebirth for the good

It is still impossible to escape death. "Although the time of death is approaching, it's okay to tell the secret, but Nangong Yu died in the hands of Daohui after all. If he told the truth, Daohui would feel guilty for the rest of his life.

"What's the matter? Let's do it now!" Daohui said anxiously.

Lu Shangming smiled slightly, "It can't be done." He saw Daohui's face darken, and said again: "As you said, why should you be afraid of the death of a man? In the past, I have never seen the warmth and coldness of human feelings, and now I have a lot of understanding, and this life is not in vain."

Daohui sighed: "I have studied the scriptures for many years, but I am not as clear as you, Benefactor Lu. The immortal gave Benefactor Lu a chance, so that we can meet together by fate. I should also thank him, the old man, but I don't know him. What dao name is it, I will also go to pay homage to it in the future."

"Let's not talk about this," Lu Shangming said, "Why don't you tell me, who are the characters in Shaolin Temple, and whether there will be any difficult guy who makes things difficult for me, I have to be prepared first."

Daohui frowned and replied: "Although my senior brothers are usually playful, they are all first-class good people. Let me tell you, my senior brother who was in charge of planting eggplants..."

How could Lu Shangming be interested in knowing these vegetable garden monks with low martial arts skills, but when he saw Daohui speaking vividly and earnestly, he suddenly gave up the idea of ​​interrupting him, thinking that it would be good just like this , what I like the most is Daohui's stupid temperament.

So Lu Shangming couldn't help laughing while listening to Dao Hui's trivia about the vegetable garden, as if all his troubles had disappeared.

Although they deliberately slowed down, Ma'er led the two of them to the gate of Shaolin Temple before dark. Daohui had never said such words in front of Lu Shangming. He was also overjoyed, and still couldn't get enough of it, until the warrior monk guarding the mountain gate called his name, he finally came back to his senses.

"Junior Brother Daohui, you are back, our senior brothers were talking about you a few days ago." The monk held a stick in his hand and stood there, very mighty.

Dao Hui dismounted and saluted: "Has Master come back yet?"

The monk nodded and said, "I arrived three days ago, and we are still wondering why you didn't come back with me."

It seems that the master has not told others what happened in Longyou City that day, Dao Hui secretly respected the master again, and said to the monk: "This benefactor is my friend, I want to stay in the temple for a few nights, please brother allow."

The monk said with a smile: "Since you are a friend of the younger brother, you can just go in, and the younger brother remembers to explain to the master."

Daohui thanked her repeatedly, and then led Lu Shangming into the mountain gate, only to hear Lu Shangming say, "I really want to know what your master's expression will be when he hears that I'm here." There was a sense of self-deprecation in his words.

Dao Hui was secretly worried. Although Lu Shangming promised not to leave, it was inevitable that he would fight his master.He actually forgot about this, he couldn't help blaming himself.

"Don't worry, I won't kill your master." Lu Shangming couldn't help but sneered because of his competitive spirit.

Shaolin

Lu Shangming only had three days left to live, if he said that Hui was not sad, it would be a lie, but seeing Lu Shangming's nonchalant appearance, he couldn't help but be moved by him, coupled with the influence of the Buddhist scriptures in the past, he felt that death was just the beginning of the next life Well, thinking about it this way, it doesn't feel scary.

It's just that in the dead of night, he couldn't help but think about how he would live on after avenging Lu Shangming in the future.

He turned around and felt that Lu Shangming, who was facing away from him, had already fallen into a deep sleep, and he couldn't help putting his hands on his body. Although he deliberately wanted to stay in Lu Shangming's room, he knew in his heart that Lu Shangming also needed others the most at this moment When accompanied.

Otherwise, how could Lu Shangming, who was usually the most vigilant, snore unscrupulously.

"Amitabha, may Lord Lu go to the Land of Ultimate Bliss." Daohui closed her eyes and prayed in a low voice.

"I'm sick," Lu Shangming seemed to have heard it, and impatiently turned over and lay down on his back, "I don't want to be a monk and old Buddha."

Daohui looked and looked with wide eyes, but saw that although Lu Shangming was frowning, he still didn't intend to wake up, so he couldn't help laughing, and then fell asleep peacefully.

In the early morning of the next day, Lu Shangming, who had a good night's sleep, got up early and bumped on the horse for a few days. At this moment, his whole body was still aching. Now he just got off the bed, but he was pulling his injured tendons , the mouth can't help but let out a "噫".

Daohui woke up immediately, just remembering that today she got a special license and didn't need to go to the Buddhist hall for morning class, so she simply lay on the bed and said vaguely: "Benefactor Lu, don't go out, I'll make breakfast for you." ..."

Lu Shangming naturally understood that he was afraid that he would go out and cause trouble, so he replied angrily: "Your snoring almost knocked off the roof last night. It's better to stop talking nonsense and sleep honestly."

Dao Hui still wanted to speak, but it was as if he had been hypnotized, his eyelids became heavier, and he fell asleep again before the words reached his mouth.

Lu Shangming shook his head helplessly, thinking that he slept soundly in the first half of the night last night, but in the second half of the night, this Dao Hui seemed to have taken snoring medicine, and kept making noises beside his ears.He turned his head away, and sure enough, he saw that the clothes on the back of his shoulders were wet, but he didn't feel disgusted like that day, so he just smiled and walked out the door.

Although Shaolin Temple is a great sect of martial arts, it is built on the mountain, the terrain is dangerous, there are no idlers, and the scenery is unique.At this moment, Lu Shangming only felt the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, and the breeze blowing against his face, and he felt very comfortable immediately.

He is located in the side room of Shaolin Temple for entertaining distinguished guests. The door of the room is a huge yard with plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum. It seems that Shaolin Temple has put a lot of thought into catering for foreign guests.

However, Lu Shangming was tired of seeing such vulgar scenery, and suddenly remembered the vegetable garden that Daohui had been obsessed with, and couldn't help wanting to take a look, so he grabbed the little monk who was tending the flower garden and asked, "Where is your vegetable garden?" ?”

The little monk saw that this man did not behave politely, so he said that he was an arrogant and unreasonable person, frowned and casually pointed in the direction of the vegetable garden, and replied: "Over there, I have no time to accompany you, the benefactor. .”

Lu Shangming's complexion sank, he suppressed his anger, and said with a smirk, "Little monk, you show me the way, and I will reciprocate and help you." He raised his left palm, and the little monk's basket was waiting to be planted. The orchids flew into the air as if possessed by a demon, and only heard a few "swish, swish" sounds, as if they had grown feet, they inserted themselves into the soil, and they were arranged neatly.

The little monk stared blankly, and was even more frightened. He was about to apologize to the guest, but when he turned his head, he was nowhere to be seen. He thought it was a ghost about to escape from the underworld, and broke out in a cold sweat.

After doing a good deed, Lu Shangming was in a good mood immediately, and flew towards the direction pointed by the little monk, who knew that just as soon as he landed, he was about to pass through an alley when he saw a person walking towards him in a hurry. Almost hit my chest.

"It's you?" The man was extremely surprised in his words, and it sounded like he recognized Lu Shangming.

Lu Shangming looked up and couldn't help laughing: "I'm just walking around, but you are impatient."

The person who came was Daohui's master Fang Neng. He heard that Daohui brought an outsider back to the temple last night, and he couldn't help worrying that this outsider might be that Lu Motou. Now that he saw the real person, he was sure. Confused by the original guess, he couldn't help being anxious and angry, and said sharply: "I didn't expect that you kid would really dare to come!"

Lu Shangming glanced at the young monks behind him, and said, "Why is Master Fangneng so rude in front of his disciples?"

Fang Neng hastily pushed the crowd back, and said: "Amitabha, poor monks have never been polite to people with evil hearts."

Lu Shangming laughed and said, "Fang Neng, if I'm really a villain, why don't you take action?"

Fang Neng was stunned when he heard the words, and laughed, "If it weren't for Daohui's mellow nature, he would definitely not distinguish right from wrong, poor monk, I would not dare to let you stay in Shaolin."

Lu Shangming said: "Master is a man of true temperament, it's just this fight, we have to fight him."

Fang Neng nodded and said: "Naturally, the poor monk also wants to learn the master's kung fu again. But this time, you are not allowed to show mercy."

Lu Shangming smiled and said: "This is difficult. It's not that I want to show mercy, but if I hit hard, I will inevitably be blamed by Daohui."

Although his words seemed to imply that Fang Neng's martial arts were not as good as irony, Fang Neng didn't find it harsh, but he thought in his heart: "Unexpectedly, I won't see you in a few days, although this person's temperament is still so weird, but his body Most of the hostility has disappeared, could it be all due to Dao Hui? Oh, this Dao Hui is actually hidden, you can't underestimate him."

Seeing that he bowed his head and said nothing, Lu Shangming said that he was worried about his old age and infirmity, so he couldn't help but comfort him: "This competition will end soon, and I don't want to hurt my peace."

Fang Neng clasped his palms together, "Lord Lu is very thoughtful, but the poor monk still needs to invite several eminent monks from the temple to observe and emulate. This will be of great benefit to both you and me in martial arts."

That's true, if you can see masters competing in martial arts, it is indeed a great opportunity to improve your understanding of martial arts.But what Lu Shangming didn't expect was that Fang Neng, who is now the head of the Discipline Academy, is still so obsessed with martial arts. He originally thought that Shaolin Temple was full of old bald donkeys who were full of Buddhist principles, but now seeing such a like-minded person, Really funny tight.

Fang Neng went on to say: "Master Lu is tired, so why not settle in