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Master Xuanjie, who was pretending to be seriously injured on the ground, got up and wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, "We don't just suspect you, to be precise, the seven leaders except the poor monk and Junior Brother Xuanhua are the objects of suspicion."

Master Xuanhua continued, "That's right, Poor Monk and Brother Xuanjie are in charge of the Bodhi Court and the Precepts Court. The two of us are free to go in and out of the top floor of the Sutra Pavilion without the consent of the abbot. If you want to take the 'Maha Wuliang Jue', you can do it at any time. So the two of us were cleared of suspicion from the very beginning."

"Master Yongren has quietly entered the temple yesterday to inform Senior Brother Xuankong, and we should contact him to meet tonight." Master Xuanjie has a rare smile on his always serious face. The poor monk kept watch at night to see who would go out at night."

Xuan Le was puzzled, "The one who can go out privately is obviously Xuan Hua!"

"What Senior Brother Xuanjie said was the original plan, but after discussing with us, we feel that someone who can lurk in the temple for more than ten years and even sit on the first seat will not be so unwise." Xuanhua's gloomy face dissipated, and he recovered "Fortunately, with the guidance of an expert, the poor monk and senior brother Xuanjie performed this scene together with Master Yongren."

Xuan Le still has one last question. He looked at Yongren, "You have been the national teacher of the Western Regions for more than ten years, and you have even gained the trust of the Thousand Buddha Caves. What benefits did Shaolin Temple give you, so that you risked being chased and killed by the entire Western Regions?" Even at the risk of betraying us? Who are you!"

Yongren clasped his hands together, with a peaceful face, "Amitabha, poor monk named Yi, named Yi, who was given a dharma title after being ordained as a monk. He is the younger brother of the abbot Xuankong of Shaolin Temple. He went to the Western Regions as an undercover agent 20 years ago. Donor Liu Jianming, you have made progress in 18 years. Shaolin Temple, of course, never knew about the poor monk."

Xuan Le looked pale, "Give me a chance."

Yongren "How can I give you a chance."

Xuan Le "I didn't have a choice before, but now I want to be a good person."

Yongren: "Okay, go talk to the Buddha and see if he tells you to be a good person."

Xuan Le: "That means I want to die."

Yongren "I'm sorry, I'm from Shaolin Temple."

The light in Xuan Le's eyes gradually dimmed.

"Amitabha" sounded the Buddha's name, and Abbot Xuankong walked slowly, followed by a person who was Wu Qiong who directed the scene.

"Thanks to Wu Shaoxia's plan, I let the monk and others know that you are the only spy in the temple." Abbot Xuankong looked calm.

"Where is it?" Wu Qiong said modestly, "The main thing is that the masters performed well."

"First of all, Yongren, oh no, Master Xuanji." Wu Qiong commented, "After Master Xuanji conceded, he took a slight look at the Thousand Buddha Pagoda, and that glance actually contained emotions such as anger, sadness, loss, remorse, and relief at the same time, and even the deepest There is also a hint of joy in the place. And then closing the eyes and then opening them is really a stroke of genius. Closing the eyes is to suppress the inner emotions, and opening them again, the eyes are ancient well. The master is really good at acting!"

"Wu Shaoxia is polite." Xuanji smiled complacently, "The poor monk has been lurking in the Western Regions for 20 years. It can be said that this acting skill has been honed in life. And at that time, the poor monk really felt something in his heart, and he closed his eyes and opened his eyes." It is also the proud work of the poor monk, and the reason why the poor monk can break through himself is because the senior brother and I have a show, so that the potential of the poor monk can be stimulated."

Wu Qiong nodded solemnly, "That's right, Master Xuanji has the essence of this Tao, but Abbot Xuankong can compete with you in acting skills without losing the slightest bit. When you turned to leave, the abbot looked at your back with eyes full of tears." Reluctant and guilty, countless words came to my mouth, but I swallowed them all in the end. I just chanted the Buddha's name. There are countless emotions hidden in the "Amitabha Buddha", which can be seen from Abbot Xuankong's drama skills. It is worthy of being famous An old drama player from the Central Plains."

"Amitabha." Abbot Xuankong is always so modest. "Wu Shaoxia praised me a lot. The little monk only saw a play in the market when he was young, and his acting skills are really bad. I am ashamed to say that the reason why I behaved like this at that time can only be Speaking of the master's profound acting skills, the little monk touched the scene and expressed his feelings. The performance at that time was actually the original intention in the little monk's heart."

"Master was joking." Wu Qiong affirmed Abbot Xuankong's acting skills, and then hesitated for a moment, "Although the two masters performed well, they really can't be regarded as the best."

Xuanji was displeased, he did not allow others to question his acting skills honed in the 20 years of lurking in the enemy camp, "The poor monk doesn't like to hear what the benefactor said, so why don't you tell me what's wrong with me?"

Come on, just now he was affectionately called Shaoxia, but now he has become a benefactor.

Wu Qiong rolled his eyes and patiently explained, "Master's acting skills are fine, but the problem is that the two of you have strayed from the point. You were acting as a master of the Western Regions, but in the play you are indeed a Shaolin monk. It stands to reason that you and Abbot Xuankong should be meeting for the first time, how could he have so many emotions? The same is true for Abbot Xuankong."

Thinking about it for a while, Master Xuanji felt ashamed crawling up his face.It doesn't take any acting skills to act like a stranger, but he couldn't help adding drama to himself.

Seeing that Master Xuanji had understood, Wu Qiong went on to say, "If you want to say that the acting is good, you can count on Master Xuanjie. It was very common for him to refute Master Xuanhua's acting skills at the time, but the finishing touch was at the end. Master Xuanhua's eyes showed When he was angry, he happened to turn his head one step ahead of time and didn't see it, so he didn't make Xuan Le suspicious. Also, when Xuan Le attacked him just now, Master Xuan Jie spat out a mouthful of blood, looking back at Xuan Le in mid-air, I really don't know what words to use to describe that unbelievable feeling!"

Xuan Jie's normally serious face is now full of smiles, "The poor monk knows that his acting skills are not good, and at first he was just acting out his usual appearance, and the last turning around was because of the tacit understanding with Xuanhua's younger brother, the poor monk knew his acting skills It was time to show resentful eyes, so I turned my head back in advance.

As for just now, the poor monk was performing in his true colors, but he temporarily suppressed the inner feelings when he saw Xuan Yue, and then released it when he attacked me sneakily. "

Wu Qiong nodded in agreement, "That's true, so the best performer tonight must be Master Xuanhua."

Master Xuanhua was stunned, "It shouldn't be, there aren't many places where poor monks perform, how can poor monk be the best performer today?"

Wu Qiong affirmed, "Master Xuanhua is too modest. At the beginning, you mentioned the 'Vajra Prajna Heart Sutra' at the perfect time. It happened to be the time when Abbot Xuankong and Master Yongren were at a stalemate using their unique skills. When you mentioned the secret book, It is bound to make interested people notice you.

Afterwards, you changed your usual kind-hearted and kind-hearted demeanor, arguing with Master Xuanjie with sarcasm, making the lurkers suspect that you are also a spy, and the last trace of resentment in your eyes is even more wonderful, sublimating the whole scene.

Then tonight, when you met with the national teacher Yongren, your expression was more gloomy, completely opposite to the amiable and amiable in the past, obviously it fits the way of the lurker who has been living with a mask all the time, and then you showed the real 'Maha "Infinite Jue" to Master Yongren.In the original setting, you should indicate that the task has not been completed, but this scene you added is a stroke of genius!Completely sublimated the grade of the whole play!Master Xuanhua, please accept the next obeisance! "

Wu Qiong bowed solemnly, and Master Xuanhua cheerfully helped him up, "Where is it, the main reason is that Wu Shaoxia's excellent script, the ups and downs of the plot, and the excellent acting skills of the seniors made this drama a perfect success! "

"Junior Xuanhua is better at acting. It's useless for me to hone my acting skills in the Western Regions for 20 years. Today I know that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky!"

"Hey~ What did you say, senior brother! It's just because the role played by senior brother doesn't require any acting skills, so it's really overkill for senior brother to play this role!"

"Junior Brother Xuanhua's drama has melted into his bones, and the poor monk is convinced!"

"Brother Xuanjie cooperated well to have such an effect!"

"Wu Shaoxia's rehearsal is still better. Compared with his original arrangement, the little monk's original arrangement is simply unsightly!"

"Where is it, the abbot is too modest!"

Wu Qiong "Hey hey hey hey hey hey"

Xuankong "hehehehehehe"

Xuan Jie "roar ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"

Xuan Hua "Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie"

Xuanji "hum hum hum hum hum"

In the back mountain of Shaolin, barbell-like laughter came and went.

Seeing the smug expressions of the actors in front of her, Xuan Le, who fell to the ground, closed her eyes in pain, with tears of regret slowly shedding from the corners of her eyes

Chapter 41 Spring at the age of 17

The happy time always passes quickly, and it is the fourth watch at this time.

Now that the play is over, it's time to get down to business.

"Senior Brother Xuan Kong, what should Xuan Le do with it?" asked Master Xuan Jie who was in charge of the Discipline Academy.

Abbot Xuankong had a peaceful face, "Amitabha. Xuan Le, do you have anything else to say?"

Xuan Le opened her eyes, "Give me a chance."

"What else can you do now?" Master Xuanji sneered.

Xuan Le sneered, "It seems that you haven't really gained the trust of the Golden Light Buddha either. The 'Bodhi Mingxin Dafa' obtained from the Thousand Buddha Caves is not a fragment, but the complete text."

He turned to Abbot Xuankong again, and begged, "Senior brother Xuankong, I hope you will recite it for the sake of my hard work and no credit for the past ten years. Give me a chance to return to the Thousand Buddha Caves to complete the "Bodhi Mingxin." Dafa 'take it and give it to Shaolin!"

Abbot Xuankong didn't answer, Master Xuanji couldn't help laughing, "Let's not talk about whether you can get the cheat book when you go back, or whether you will come back after getting the cheat book. The poor monk just wanted to ask, how do you know the poor monk? Only brought back fragments?"

Xuan Le's face turned pale, "Is it difficult? Not impossible"

Master Xuanji smiled contemptuously, "The poor monk is not as stupid as you."