Daily life of cat villains

Master Xuan Ku of Shaolin Temple was Xiao Feng's mentor who had passed away a few years ago.It was also at that time that Xiao Fengyu met Ah Zhu in Shaolin Temple, and gradually became familiar with her and fell in love with her.

This time when he came back to Shaolin Temple, in order to avoid enmity, Xu Zhe specially put Xiao Feng and Ah Zi down, and only brought a few people who could understand Chinese.

Before going, a few Liao people dressed up as Han people, Xu Zhe also made a surprise attack, and corrected the accent of a few common words before going up the mountain in a mighty manner.

After Abbot Xuanci passed away, Xuantong succeeded him.Master Xuantong has high martial arts skills and is a low-key person. Unless it is a big event, he does not come out very often, and it is Master Huizhen who comes out to receive him.

Translator Chen stepped forward, "We are businessmen from the north, and the owner of the family believes in Buddhism very much. I have long heard that there are eminent monks in Shaolin Temple in Songshan, who are famous all over the world. Today, we happened to pass by here, and my son came here to offer incense and worship the Buddha."

Xu Zhe imitated Yelu Dashi and smiled humbly, nodded to him, and said softly, "I'm Qi Jialan."

After Xiao Feng's incident, Xiao's surname was too easily associated with Khitan, so Xu Zhe directly assumed that his surname should be Khitan's "Qi".

Huizhen really didn't think of the Liao people after listening, and his attention was all on "Galan".

Jialan is Sanskrit sound, also known as Sanghalan, which means Sengshe Buddhist Temple, and later derived many meanings, such as gods and Buddhas, pure places, etc.However, no matter how it is derived, this word is still exclusive to Buddhism. It seems that it is really pious to name one's own child Jialan.

"Meeting is fate, benefactors please come in."

Xu Zhe entered the main hall, burned incense and worshiped Buddha, with a calm and indifferent expression.

He only believes in himself, and never pins his hopes on gods. Now this is the maximum level, and it is too difficult for him to be convinced and revered from the bottom of his heart like others.

After burning incense, Xu Zhe added a considerable amount of money for sesame oil, and the young monk next to him looked dumbfounded.

Huizhen was surprised by his generosity. At this time, Chen translated: "My young master's throat was hurt a few days ago, so it is inconvenient to speak too much. It is not arrogant. Excuse me for a day? To tell you the truth...Young master is not very lucky these days, if you can get close to the Buddha for good luck, it would be the best."

Although money is something outside the body, but at most a small vegetable garden can be opened in the monastery. How can it be enough to support so many monks?There are also Buddha statues and houses that need to be repaired, and money is needed everywhere.There were so many of them, and they were only staying for one night. How could Huizhen have the nerve to refuse them for such a large sum of money?

"Several benefactors, please wait a moment. The poor monk can't be the master. You have to ask the abbot and elders for instructions."

Chen translated: "Master, please."

After Xu Zhe finished looking at the Buddhist hall, he turned his gaze to the courtyard outside.

Most of the monks here are warrior monks, who know some kung fu and are strong.The young monk among a group of healthy young people was particularly eye-catching.

He looks very distinctive, with protruding ears, thick lips, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a slightly upturned nose. It is difficult to pick out a similar appearance in the world.

Noticing Xu Zhe's gaze, the little monk was a little embarrassed, lowered his head and bowed to him with his palms folded, and went elsewhere.

It's not easy to speak Khitan dialect here, Xu Zhe was taciturn, didn't say anything, just observed silently with a pair of eyes.

After a while, monk Huizhen came back, and an old monk with white beard and hair came with him.

"Amitabha, the poor monk's name is Xuannan, and I have seen all the benefactors."

Xuan Nan is the elder brother of the abbot Xuan Tong, he has a high status, no one can fault him when he receives guests.

Xuannan agreed with them to stay overnight, but there were not many free rooms, so Xu Zhe asked the rest of the people to go down the mountain to find the inn by themselves, only he and Chen Translator stayed.

The air on the mountain was fresh, and the scriptures recited by the monks during their evening classes seemed to have an aura that could easily infect others. Even if Xu Zhe didn't believe in Buddhism, he still felt peaceful, quiet and natural.

Xu Zhe and Translator Chen were walking on the small road, and saw an old monk sweeping with a broom next to him, clasped his hands together like an old monk saluted, and the old monk also saluted back.

Walking along the path, I met quite a few monks, Xu Zhe only saluted this person, and Chen Translator was curious.

"Is there anything unusual about this person?"

Fearing that Xu Zhe would not understand, he deliberately lowered his voice and spoke in Khitan dialect.

Xu Zhe also replied: "His martial arts are very high."

When he was Gong Ziyu, he often pretended to be an ordinary person. He was very experienced in this field, and his ability to distinguish was beyond ordinary people.

Going forward, he was stopped by a monk.

"Two benefactors, please stay. The front is an important place of the temple. You are not allowed to enter at will. Please go elsewhere."

Translator Chen glanced at Xu Zhe, saw him nodding, and said, "Thank you for reminding me, little master, we're leaving now."

Xu Zhe saw the words "Zangjing Pavilion" written on the exposed plaque.He pretended not to understand, and after returning, he dipped his finger in the tea and wrote it on the table for Translator Chen to read.

Translator Chen explained the meaning of these three words.

"Since all the martial arts secret books are here, the people guarding the Sutra Pavilion must be very loyal, and their martial arts are not low." Xu Zhe said, "After dark, you stay here, and I will go and have a look."

"Yes."

At this time, it was not far from dark, and the monks finished their evening classes and went to do their own things.Xu Zhe walked outside and met that ugly little monk again.

He was fetching water in the backyard, and beside him was a wooden bucket filled with monk's robes.

After seeing Xu Zhe, the little monk quickly put down the bucket, "Your monk is polite."

Xu Zhe nodded, "My name is Qi Jialan, what's your name?"

The little monk said: "The name of the little monk is Xu Zhu."

"Xu Zhu." Xu Zhe repeated his name, he wanted to say a few more words, but none of the words he had learned recently, he could only keep silent due to his personality.

Xu Zhu was stared at uncomfortably, "If the benefactor is fine, the monk will leave."

Xu Zhe nodded again.

Xu Zhu poured the water from the bucket into the wooden basin, carried the basin and left.

Xu Zhe sighed. If he learned a few more words, he might be able to ask more information.

Although this little monk is ugly, he feels very comfortable.And he is not bad at all, probably because of his looks he was bullied by others, and he has no martial arts so far, which shows how low-key he is.

If you pack him up and set him up as a person who goes down to the earth to experience suffering, with his unique appearance, he can easily earn fame, and then send him into the palace to say a few words to fool the emperor, and stand out from a few Taoist priests and become It is not difficult to be a trusted person of the emperor.

Xu Zhe has already thought up the reason for coaxing the young monk into the palace, so he will first analyze to him that Taoism is flourishing now, bewitching the officials has led to the loss of life, and then let him go to the emperor's side to set things right, make Buddhism famous, and also contribute to the people of the world. Worry that he doesn't agree.

Unfortunately, the basic conditions are not sufficient.

Putting aside his concern for Xu Zhu for now, Xu Zhe lightly jumped up the tree, and came to the roof under the cover of the branches.

His qinggong was good, and he didn't make any noise.Clothes were dark in color, and they managed to get to the roof of the Sutra Pavilion smoothly under the cover of night.

There are several kung fu elders in Shaolin Temple, all of whom are very strong in martial arts.It was Xu Zhe's first time here, so he was very cautious because he was afraid of encountering a secret secret channel mechanism.

His purpose is not martial arts cheats, just hide in the dark and read some of these monks.This sect doesn't seem to care about fame and wealth, it's no different from other Jianghu sects, but it's unknown what it actually is.Generally, those who have colluded with the imperial court will inevitably behave differently from others.

This difference may be more arrogant or more humble, which needs to be carefully observed.

Xu Zhe didn't expect that during this trip, he didn't find anything unusual about the monks, nor did he see any rewards related to the royal family, but it definitely didn't return without success.

Here he met two other men in black robes hiding in the dark.

They don't know how long they have been hiding here. They know each other's existence, and they have tacitly made no noise. So far, no monk has noticed.

After Xu Zhe arrived, the two looked at each other, and they couldn't help but attack him together.

These two people are not young, probably several times the age of Xu Zhe, they are very powerful, they are rare masters, they seem to be even stronger than Xiao Feng.

If there was only one person, Xu Zhe would still be able to deal with it with some confidence. With two people added up, he had no chance of winning at all.

What cannot be solved by force can only be solved by wisdom.

Xu Zhe reacted quickly, and pushed down the bookshelf next to him. One of them was about to avoid it, when he suddenly remembered that it was late at night, and if he didn't want to be exposed, he couldn't make too much noise. A fallen book.

The other person paused slightly, still attacking regardless.

If it is a thief who steals things, it is bad luck to meet them, and you must not go back alive.

Apart from this, there seems to be no other possibility.

Anyway, just kill it.

Xu Zhe got a gap, turned over and rolled to the side, hit the cabinet with a loud noise, and a few more books fell down, this time no one caught them, and let them fall to the ground.

This movement was not small, and the three of them had already heard the rustling sound outside the house.

"Wait!" Xu Zhe said stumblingly, "I, can come forward and let you go."

One of the men in black said, "Aren't you Han?"

"I'm from Khitan." These words were spoken smoothly.

The man in black asked in Khitan dialect: "Who are you? Why did you come here? Who told you to come?"

We can communicate, Xu Zhe heaved a sigh of relief, "I'm Xiao Jialan, the nephew of the Emperor of Liao, I came here because of my own curiosity. I don't have any malicious intentions, because Song people don't like Khitan people, so I have to pretend. I don't want to cause trouble either." , you let me go, I will deal with the monks, and promise not to let them know of your existence."

The man in black gave him a complicated look.

Another person spoke Chinese, "Liao people are the most unfaithful people, how can I trust you?"

Xu Zhe blinked his eyes, pretended not to understand, and said to the one who could speak Khitan dialect, "Hurry up, they are coming soon."

"I believe you."

Except for the residents on the border of Liao and Song Dynasties, few Han people can learn Khitan dialect.The boy admitted that he is a Khitan, so it should be true.In this case, you will not lie about your identity.So he is the nephew of Empress Xiao.

"My name is Xiao Yuanshan, and I am also from Khitan." The man in black said, "We will meet again."

After speaking, he disregarded the objection of the other person, and left with light work.

The black-robed man who remained behind knew that he could not subdue Xu Zhe quickly, so he had no choice but to leave with him.

Xu Zhe was the only one left in the Sutra Pavilion.

After solving the life-threatening danger that is close at hand, he has to face other troubles next.

A few monks soon arrived. They lit candles, and the light illuminated the room clearly.

"Master Qi? Why are you?"

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