A leisurely city for solo travelers

Chapter 195 Shaolin is a Pit

"At this point, how can I not be in a hurry?" Yue Buqun did not hide his anger, and said in a low voice, "Didn't you say that Zhang Wuji is dead? I have already captured Zhou Zhiruo. The result? In the end Zhang Wuji is very good, and his hands are not clean, aren't you afraid that he will seek revenge?"

"Looking for revenge, who are you looking for?" Cheng Kun sipped his tea and said with a smile, "They only know that the Yuan army attacked the mountain, and at worst they went to Ruyang Palace to fight and kill them. He doesn't have the guts yet."

"But there's a Condor Hero coming out in the middle, so we have to be on guard!" Yue Buqun obviously has a lot of thoughts about the Condor Hero, "This man's martial arts are weird and weird, and with the help of the Condor Hero, it's really difficult to deal with him. Besides, this guy It’s very likely that it’s that Tian Boguang!”

Speaking of this, Yue Buqun's eyes turned red, Tian Boguang was his sworn enemy who would destroy his family.

"What's there to be afraid of? You are too suspicious, and someone who wants to achieve great things shouldn't be like this." Cheng Kun said eloquently, "Whether it's the news from Song Qingshu on your side or the news from Chen Youliang on my side, it's the same - Tian Boguang is still on the island, and the Condor Hero is from the ancient tomb."

"That's true..." Yue Buqun finally calmed down a bit, "Double guarantees, you can't go wrong."

He was still a little uneasy, paused and asked again: "Hatsune, have you hidden it well?"

"Don't worry, no one in the world can guess the secret room deep in the Sutra Pavilion!" Cheng Kun laughed loudly, "Old Yue, we are still in the dark. A small failure is nothing. Many, sooner or later they will be killed, when the time comes..."

"I remember." Yue Buqun smiled evilly, "You rule the world, I rule the martial arts."

"Hahahaha." The two obviously thought that they had a bright future.

After chatting for a while, Yue Buqun looked up.

"Let's go?"

"Let's go." Cheng Kun put away his smiling face, and immediately restored his stiff face, "The news is really good, we have been exposed."

"I didn't expect...it was really him..." Yue Buqun's face was filled with fear and anger, "How did he do it and hide it so well? Could it be that Song Qingshu and Chen Youliang betrayed us?"

"It's hard to say about Song Qingshu, he's not smart enough to be deceived..." Cheng Kun chuckled, "Chen Youliang is a very smart person, and the situation on the island he described to me is exactly the same. It seems that his son, It has turned from black to red."

"Hmph, Buwang, I've been waiting here for him for so long, and the rest will be settled later." Yue Buqun stood up and left, "I'm laying an ambush outside, and I'll leave the inside to you."

"Of course, this time, it's really hard for him to fly." Cheng Kun pointed his finger, and the hot tea in the full cup turned into ice liquid in an instant.

Fang Xian didn't know this at all, he just thought he was lucky again, so he sneaked into the scripture storage pavilion in a few moments, stuffing all kinds of martial arts classics into his bag as he walked in.

His journey has become more and more strange. Is there really no one to see the big Buddhist scriptures pavilion...

After walking back and forth several times, I searched every corner of the Sutra Pavilion, but there was no sign of a secret room.

Holding the black iron epee, he thought it was a big deal, he smashed the walls and the ground of the Sutra Pavilion, and he might not be able to smash a secret room.

He knocked on the wall repeatedly, found a place that seemed to be hollow, and calculated the time for the Shaolin monks to rescue him.

As long as Yuyan can be rescued, everything can be explained. After all, this is Shaolin, one of the few sects that are reasonable. When the time comes, explain everything clearly, and then invite Zhang Sanfeng and others to go up the mountain, and the matter will be settled.

But just as he was about to start, he heard crumbling footsteps outside.

Fang Xian's heart trembled, how could it be so fast?
But there was no time to hesitate at this time, he gathered all his strength, and slammed his sword at the hollow wall.

After the rumble, there was indeed a secret room!
"Yuyan! My brother is here to save you!" The governor Fang Xian had already been exposed, and even rushed into the dark room without reservation.

The roar of the wind was loud, and three palm winds suddenly hit him from three sides. This palm wind was unprecedentedly fierce, even stronger than Fan Yao's iron palm at that time.

Fang Xian didn't expect this, and he didn't expect someone here to lure you into the urn. This time, no matter how fast he reacted, it would be too late.

He subconsciously raised his arms and resisted the two palms, but the last blow to his chest was undefendable.

"Plop..." This time it wasn't spraying, it was really vomiting blood. It was the first time he was seriously injured in his old life.

The two people in the darkness on both sides were also unambiguous, and they directly connected with each other, and Fang Xian's arms were stunned.

"Ah!!" Fang Xian yelled, "It really hurts, fuck."

It's really painful to dislocate, and it's unprepared, so a real man would have to cry out in pain.

A person in front of him kicked Fang Xian's knees, making his knees go limp, and he knelt on the ground.

Fang Xian was extremely angry. He, Lao Tian, ​​had been in the world for decades and had never suffered such humiliation.

"Who is it?! You have never met before, and you are doing such a heavy hand!"

The man in the darkness before him just snorted.

"Stealing my Shaolin classics, destroying my Shaolin foundation, and saving your life is my Buddha's mercy."

Thousands of thoughts surged in Fang Xian's mind, but he still couldn't figure out why.

"But Monk Yuanzhen?" Fang Xian asked.

"Hmph, what Yuan Zhen said is right, you do know him."

The torch was lit, and all the Shaolin monks had come to the Sutra Pavilion, illuminating the room and Fang Xian's eyes.

Those who attacked him were three old monks, at least about 60 years old, with faces like stone Buddhas, majestic.

Among them, the monk in front of him has a yellow face like sand, the monk on the left has a face as white as snow, and the one on the right has a face as black as iron.

"But the three eminent monks of Duzi generation?"

"You still know us?" Du E didn't change his face, "You have made enough preparations, and you are not busy. The three of us have been here for many days."

The monks behind also gathered around, an old monk with silver eyebrows came to look at Fang Xian, then turned around and asked, "Is Yuan really still there?"

"The disciple is here..." A monk with an extremely ordinary face stepped out and walked over step by step.

Fang Xian had seen Cheng Kun's face that night, so it was true that he was that person!
"Dog thief!!!" Fang Xian yelled, "You actually plan to harm me with all the eminent monks in Shaolin, where is your conscience?!"

Yuanzhen's face was calm, he clasped his hands together and said, "That's good, that's good, the poor monk advised you not to come, but you still came."

After saying this, he turned to the silver-bearded old monk and said, "Back to the abbot, this person is Tian Boguang."

Abbot Kongwen nodded his head: "This man's martial arts are really wicked, if not relying on the three senior brothers, I'm afraid the Sutra Pavilion will be destroyed by him."

While he was speaking, Du'er found the secret books he stole just now from Tian Boguang.

The monks sighed for a while, thinking that this man is too greedy, he has a hundred and eighty magical skills on his body, is he Doraemon?

Fang Xian is also regretful at this time, no matter what, stealing martial arts is all done by himself, greed is the enemy of human nature!

Abbot Kongwen sighed and asked, "Tian Boguang, are you convicted?"

(End of this chapter)