Poor monks do not break the precepts

On the first day of the new year just after the beginning of autumn, the fragrance of osmanthus seeds covers up the different fragrance in the air.

"Why is there a scent?" The guard by the door looked around vigilantly.

"What are you looking at?" The person next to him yelled, sniffed carefully but didn't notice anything strange, and said with blank eyes: "You are sleepy at night, and you smelled your mother's body fragrance in your dream."

The guard had just passed the wedding, and when it was the newlyweds, he blushed and cursed: "Fuck you."

While the two of them were chatting and laughing, a black shadow flew over suddenly.

There is a villa by the Canglang River at the foot of Guyang Mountain.The hidden world villa has been on the banks of the Canglang River for more than a hundred years, and there have been countless martial arts leaders.Although the current owner of the villa has given up his position as the leader of the martial arts alliance, there are still Jiang Hu sects who often come to ask Yin Shishan to come forward for help.

This is the first time for such a martial arts family to encounter thieves rushing to break into the empty door.

The man in black sneaked around in the villa, finished admiring the calligraphy and paintings in the master's study, drank a pot of tea leisurely, and disappeared into the dark night quietly after the night shift outside the study was over.

He jumped over the high walls and big tiles lightly like a cloud of smoke, without making any traces under his feet, turned around and stopped outside the Wentao Pavilion of the Wanting Pavilion, and scurried into the small half-open window.

Unlike the usual thieves, the man in black didn't wantonly search and destroy when he entered the study. He twisted a luminous pearl to catch the light, and carefully read every ancient book. Biological control will destroy books.

Suddenly the sound of footsteps outside the house became louder and louder. The man in black stared at the door vigilantly for a moment, then tapped his feet, and the man had jumped onto the beam in the house.

At this time, there was a low cursing sound from outside the house, "The dog emperor surnamed Meng, sooner or later the country will be destroyed in the hands of his beloved concubine..."

"Don't say what you shouldn't say, be careful, and be careful that misfortune comes out of your mouth, causing unnecessary trouble to the young master."

The person being trained was a little dissatisfied, and immediately retorted: "Brother Zheng, there is no one here, and you are too careful."

The trainer was a bit older, and seemed to have paused when he entered the room, but he didn't notice anything unusual, and continued to babble: "The walls have ears, so it's okay to be careful. Look at you, you talk all day long, someday I don’t even know if I caused trouble, if it also brings trouble to the young master, what do you say?”

The following young swordsman followed behind, winked at the person in front, swallowed the rest of his dissatisfaction, and answered "yes" dejectedly.

The man in black hid on the beam and eavesdropped motionlessly, thinking that the following two people are not bad at martial arts, and it would be inconvenient to touch them twice, so it is not appropriate to cause trouble in vain.

The man named Brother Zheng rummaged in front of a bookcase for a long time, turned around and said suspiciously: "Are you sure you put the Journey to the West? Why can't I find it?"

The young swordsman scratched his head in confusion, and with a little uncertainty in his words, he muttered: "I saw the young master sorting out the books last night, it's really strange."

Wentao Pavilion has only one beam and is very thin. The original intention of building the pavilion was to build a beamless hall to prevent gentlemen on the beam. Unfortunately, the master died of illness when the pavilion was built.

The man in black was lying on the beam, his back hurting from being knocked, and he secretly scolded the two of them for working hard, and couldn't help but want to twist his back.

Liang Xia and the others searched for a long time on the bookshelf of Tibetan travel miscellaneous notes. At this time, another scholar came in from outside the house and scolded: "You two old men, it is really slow enough to find a book."

Unconvinced, the young swordsman yelled back: "Hey, Xiao Xinli, brother is not happy with what you say, the young master is full of ancient books and books, come and try."

Xinli rolled his eyes, walked straight to the sandalwood desk, leaned slightly to get the travel notes, and threw them at the unconvinced young swordsman. "Luo Chen, do you recognize the big white characters on the book?"

The book flew out at an extremely fast speed, sweeping across the air, without the sound of turning the pages, as if what Xinli threw was not a book, but a hidden sword.

The corners of the mouth of the man in black masked under the black cloth raised slightly, showing great interest in the frail scholar.

After a while, there was a slight sound from the Bogu rack, as if someone had put something there.Is it dark?The man in black thought silently, when he closed the door and walked away, he turned over and saw no dust floating.

The man in black searched the Bogu shelf for a long time, and finally found that there was a hidden compartment on the base under the red coral, and there was a blue silk face book hidden in it, which was the sword manual of Xingxiu.The man in black opened it to confirm the authenticity, but before he could open the sword manual, a fan suddenly hit him.

He quickly tightened the black cloth around Ye Mingzhu's waist, and with a slight movement of his feet, he turned his body to dodge. Not long after, he was hit with an impartial hand, and the man in black was caught off guard.

"Floating clouds and flowing water?" The voice of the man in black was neither yin nor yang, making it uncomfortable to hear.

Knowing well that the opponent uses internal force to cover up his voice, the young master only smiled and said: "Xiang Pirate has good eyesight, so he can know the martial arts method I use just by one move."

The man in black was stunned for a while, and chuckled lightly, "How does Mr. Ruthless know that I am an incense thief? Maybe I am just a fake person."

The young master didn't rush to answer, but asked instead: "How did the incense thief know that I was Huai Mingmo? Couldn't I be an ordinary servant under the Wuqing master? The incense thief has just seen Xin Li's kung fu, and it's not bad."

"But with his respect for you, since you came in, they have only followed behind you without taking a step, which is enough for me to guess your identity." The man in black stared at the arms not far from him. Ming Mo, as rumored in all corners of the country, is a gentle and gentle young man with a bright moon and a clear breeze, as clear as ice crystals and moist as jade. Even if the room is dark, his star pupils are still shining brightly.

What a pity these eyes, the man in black thought, and explained slowly: "Although flowing clouds and flowing water is the kung fu of a hidden world villa, among the younger generation, the only one who can achieve such a cultivation level is Mr. Ji's adopted son, Mr. Ruqing." .”

Huai Mingmo smiled lightly, suddenly a little shy to be praised by others, "So why did the incense thief ask me why I knew your identity? There are indeed many thieves who use your name all over the world, but they will treat gold and silver For dung, there are not many thieves who have calligraphy and painting antiques. Secondly, there are such elegant thieves who can pass through the roof without a sound, leaving only a faint fragrance, and their feet pass over tiles like the wind blowing by without leaving a sound. I'm afraid you're the only incense thief."

"Since that's the case, do you still want to prevent me from taking the Xingxiu sword manual?" Xiang Robber silently observed the martial arts skills of the few people in the room, not even the slightest bit afraid of being outnumbered.

"People in the rivers and lakes say that there is no shadow in the body of the smoke, and there is no way to leave the fragrance in the cloud. As far as I know, the incense thief has never missed, and the appearance has never been shown to the public." Huai Mingmo pays attention to every small detail , even heard the slight sound of the incense bandit hiding the sword manual in his arms, he said lightly: "If the incense bandit comes to get other sword manuals of mind techniques, not only will I not stop you, even I will give it to you. It's just... ...this is not going to work."

While talking, the two stopped their hands for a while and stood facing each other.

Xiang Pirate raised his eyebrows, as if hearing something very funny, he lowered his head and chuckled, "You want to take back the sword manual from me?"

Huai Mingmo narrowed his eyes meaningfully, his voice became colder, his expression was dignified without a hint of laughter, and he replied seriously: "Yes, not only do I want to take back the sword manual, but I also want to ask the incense thief to tell who the person who asked you to steal the sword manual is." ?”

If you entangle for too long, it is easy to expose your identity. The incense thief is well aware of this truth, and before Huai Mingmo's voice is finished, the incense thief has already used his skills to steal through the half-open window.Unexpectedly, as soon as he jumped to the window, he met a girl of twelve or three years old, who blocked his way very quickly.

After only being entangled for a while, Huai Mingmo has already rushed over, and it is obviously impossible to escape.

As Xiang Pirate said, Huai Mingmo's martial arts cultivation is extremely high, and he attacks and entangles like a cloud and flowing water. At first glance, the two have already exchanged dozens of moves in a very small range.Xinli and the others never joined the party. First, they were not needed, and second, they were worried that the incense thieves would slip away in the scuffle. Besides, they had to guard against sudden surprise attacks.

Huai Mingmo had tested Xiang Pirate's martial arts foundation, and knew that it would be very difficult to catch Xiang Pirates with only the kung fu of the Hidden World Villa. He then threw out the jade bone fan, and wrapped his two fingers around Xiang Pirate's wrist in an instant. The speed was extremely fast and the attack was fierce .

Fragrant Robber couldn't react in time, and he clasped one hand tightly. When he touched the skin of Fragrant Robber, Huai Mingmo was startled suddenly. His hands were smooth and tender like water, softer than a child, and he stopped in a daze. After closing his hands, he was a little distracted thinking: Is the Fragrant Pirate a woman?

Seeing that he was at a disadvantage, the hand was still held by the prodigal son, and he touched it twice unconsciously. He was annoyed in his heart, and suddenly changed his counterattack move, and broke away from his palm. The move became illusory. His hand appeared like smoke and mist wrapped around Huaimingmo's arm.

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The business of the funeral home in Haimen suddenly exploded, and a group of lunatics died one after another in a strange way.

Shi Chen investigated for a long time and came to the conclusion that this group of people committed suicide.

Until one day, Shi Chen opened his eyes and realized that he had also joined the camp of these lunatics.

What is investigation?Survive first in the death game.

Shi Chen stepped forward to strike up a conversation: My friend who crawled over, where is your head?My friend over there, where's your skin?

All the supporting characters fell to the ground and trembled: blah blah, the skinless man, the mouth-sewer, and the girl in red.

Wen Xue jumped out and shouted: "Catch it!"Fuck it!

Shi Chen jumped and beat up: Alright, what do you say.