Wanjie Dream Harvester

Chapter 81 A'Zhu【Please recommend!Ask for a reward! 】

After A'Zhu disguised himself, he followed the darkness and sneaked into the Shaolin Temple.

There are hundreds of halls and courtyards in Shaolin Temple, one in the east and one in the west, all scattered scattered on the hillside of Shaoshi Mountain.

After A'Zhu sneaked in, his eyes were darkened, he didn't have any direction, and he didn't know the direction of the halls in the temple at all.

For a while, the helpless Ah Zhu ran around in Shaolin Temple, every time he passed a hall wing, he bent his ears out of the window, hoping to hear some clues.

Although her kung fu is not high, her lightness kung fu is not bad, and taking advantage of the night, she avoids the crowd far away, so no one noticed her abnormality for a while.

In this way, they inquired all the way, and when they came to a small house, they suddenly heard someone say from the window: "The abbot has something important to discuss. Please come to the Zhengdao Temple now."

Another old voice said: "Okay! I'll go right away."

A'Zhu's heart moved, he thought: Abbot Shaolin wants to discuss important matters, does he want to discuss how to deal with the young master?I'll listen to the past, maybe I can hear useful information.

At this time, only a "squeak" was heard, the door was pushed open, and two monks came out from the inside, the old one walked westward, and the young one hurried eastward. Go and notify others.

A'Zhu hurriedly held her breath, not daring to move lightly, she knew that her martial arts skills were low, and she would be discovered if she was careless, so she was cautious all the way, not daring to act rashly.

After the old monk had gone far away, she followed him from a distance, and saw him heading west all the way into the westernmost room.

After he entered the room and closed the door, A'Zhu walked around lightly, walked to the back of the room, looked around, and saw no one around, so he crouched down and hid under the window .

Then, only the sound of footsteps could be heard outside the door. Counting the footsteps, A'Zhu found that four people had come one after another, and after a while, two more people came. Through the shadows projected on the window paper, A'Zhu found that this room A total of ten people gathered here.

Only a majestic voice sounded: "Junior Brother Xuan Bei was killed by a traitor a few months ago, and we are going all out to hunt down the murderer, which seems to be violating my Buddha's precept not to be angry or angry.

However, the purpose of defeating demons and punishing traitors is to save the world. My original intention of learning martial arts is to promote Buddhism, learn from my Buddha's heart of great compassion, and relieve the suffering of all beings. To eliminate one demon is to save countless people in the world..."

A'Zhu was startled, this traitor, is he talking about the young master?
He then heard the voice continue to say: "Junior brother, is there any result in tracking down the devil?"

Then, another voice sounded: "Brother Abbot, my little brother has been visiting for several months and found out that there have been more than ten murders in the Jianghu, and the deceased all died due to the stunts that made him famous.

Amitabha!The viciousness of the devil's attack is outrageous, and everyone is angry.

It's just that my younger brother still has doubts. Judging from the time of committing the crime, the beggar gang deputy head Ma, senior brother Xuan Bei and others had accidents less than three days apart, but one was in Dali far away, and the other was in Junzhou.

What the younger brother is worried about is how the murderer managed to travel to two places to commit crimes in such a short period of time and such a long distance.

Therefore, the younger brother suspects whether the murderer is a gang. As for whether Mr. Murong is involved, it remains to be discussed. "

The majestic voice before said: "This matter must be thoroughly investigated. As the leader of righteousness in the world, I, Shaolin, must act impartially. I will not wrong a good person or let a bad person go.

Junior brother, have you ever investigated the whereabouts of Mr. Murong? "

Another unfamiliar voice replied: "Brother Abbot, I asked the lay disciples near the incident one by one, and they all said that they have not found any trace of Mr. Murong."

The majestic voice asked: "Do you know where Mr. Murong is now?"

The man replied: "Before more than a month, he was still in Yanziwu. After he went out, he disappeared."

A'Zhu had never dared to act rashly before, even her breathing was at the lowest level, because she knew that the person in this room must be the real powerful figure of Shaolin Temple, most likely the head of each courtyard including the abbot of Shaolin Temple.

Now hearing them say that they don't know the whereabouts of the young master, it means that the young master has never been to Shaolin Temple, and he was not detained by Shaolin Temple.

Thinking of this, A'Zhu let out a long breath, and finally let go of the big stone in her heart, and then she felt a thump in her heart, secretly thinking that it was not good, she was careless.

At the same time, a loud shout came from the room: "Who is sneaking around outside?"

Without saying a word, A'Zhu ran away.

It's just that her third-rate martial arts were discovered again in the strictly guarded Shaolin Temple, and she could still escape?
After running for a few feet, A'Zhu only heard a gust of wind coming from behind her, and with a "bang", a powerful palm was imprinted on her back, and she spat out a mouthful of blood, resisting the discomfort, and continued walking before fleeing.

She had a thought in her mind, that is, she must escape and tell Miss Biao about the young master.

Xuanci and the others filed out from the house, stood under the eaves, looked at her disappearing figure, a monk asked: "Brother Abbot, do you want my brother to catch him?"

Xuanci twirled the Buddha beads in his hands, and replied: "Amitabha, this person is not my Shaolin disciple, he has been hit by a powerful vajra palm of the poor monk, there is no chance of surviving, there is no need to go through a lot of trouble, if he can escape from this temple, then It is his creation."

A'Zhu fled in the same direction, she didn't know if it was luck, or the disciples in Shaolin Temple had already rested, when she fled to the mountain gate, she met several Shaolin monks.

"who?"

"Stop quickly, which courtyard are you a disciple?"

Then, he chased after him.

A'Zhu was so panicked that she never made a sound and ran as fast as she could along the deserted paths. The thorns and weeds hooked her trousers to pieces and her calves were dripping with blood, but she didn't care.

She didn't know how long it had passed, nor how far she had run.

With a "plop", her eyes went dark, she lost consciousness and passed out.

In the darkness, she kept running, running, for an unknown amount of time, and finally, a glimmer of light appeared in front of her eyes, and she ran towards that glimmer of light, and finally, her eyes lit up.

A'Zhu opened his eyes, and what he saw was a dilapidated earthen house, the thatched roof was clearly visible, and when he turned his head, a familiar face was imprinted on A'Zhu's eyelids.

She forced a smile and said softly, "Master Qiao!"

It's just that her condition was too weak, and she closed her eyes again after calling out.

Qiao Feng was stunned. The voice was extremely sweet and clear, and it had the softness and tenderness of a woman from a southern water town. It made people feel indescribably comfortable when they heard it.

It's just that this woman actually knows her, is she an acquaintance?
(End of this chapter)