Poor monks do not break the precepts

When entering the room, Xuci asked questions with her eyes.Xu Sheng only responded with a slight smile, facing the burning eyes of the other two people in the room, he was also upright and indifferent.Everyone in the room is a guest except for his brother, so the matter of boiling water and making tea naturally fell on him. Xu Sheng sat beside the charcoal stove far away from the guest, looking at the kettle on the stove seemingly carelessly.

The one who came anxiously was Huai Mingmo, and he was also the one who was most absent-minded after entering the house, as if he had completely forgotten the purpose of coming, and was completely focused on observing Xu Sheng.

Xu Sheng's face was as calm as usual, he couldn't help being speechless in secret, he did many tricks to obstruct his eyes, but he met a persistent one, he was so stubborn, he was determined to force himself to think he was the owner of the incense thief, it was really difficult to deal with.

Xu Ci picked up the kettle, poured a cup of herbal tea for the people sitting there, and said with a smile: "I don't know why the benefactors are looking for the poor monk?"

Xin Li glanced at Xu Sheng from the corner of his eye, and said slowly: "On our way to Shaolin, when we passed the ferry near Binzhou, we heard that a rotten male corpse appeared several months ago. According to our speculation, this person is a Chinese Die from the poison of joy in the extreme of sorrow and joy." After a momentary pause, Xin Li carefully observed the expression on Xu Sheng's face, the calmness made him extremely disappointed, but he didn't show any emotion, and said slowly: "I heard that Master Xu Ci became a monk I used to be a disciple of the Poison King, so I came here to ask for advice, Master, do you know anything about this poison?"

"Amitabha, I shouldn't think of the past in the world of mortals." Xu Ci said slowly: "The poor monk has heard the poison king talk about the extreme of sorrow and joy, and has seen the outbreak of joy and poison with his own eyes. But he doesn't know anything. The Poison King has been searching for the secret recipe of sorrow and joy all his life, but he has never found it, and the poor monk may not be able to help a few benefactors."

After calming down, Huai Mingmo regained his appearance as Mr. Qing Ya, and asked gently: "Master Xu Ci, does the poison have an antidote?"

"The poor monk has never heard that there is an antidote." Xu Ci said again: "Who is the person who used this poison?"

Ji Deen replied uncertainly: "I guess it's the incense thief."

Xu Sheng silently added water to the people at the table, and kindly reminded: "Since the incense thief is such a dangerous person, you all need to be careful. If she chases after her, she might be forced to do extreme things. If there is unintentional joy and sorrow in the body, then the death is really unjust."

"Brother Zheng found that there were traces of fierce fighting at the ferry. Could it be that the incense thief was injured that day, and he used his grief to protect himself. I believe he is not a person who killed indiscriminately." Huai Mingmo said more and more quietly, and the last words seemed to be just words. Yu Xusheng listened alone.

Ji Deen was born with sharp ears, and when he heard Huai Mingmo's words, he immediately defended the Fragrant Pirate, "Yes, since the Fragrant Pirate appeared in the martial arts world, I have never heard of her ever hurting anyone, let alone killing someone. She is extremely sad and happy." It has disappeared from the martial arts for many years, and I haven’t heard of anyone using it for a long time, obviously it’s not because they were forced into a desperate situation, how could the Fragrance Bandit use it so easily.”

"I really don't know what kind of benefits the Fragrant Pirates have given to Young Master Biao. He's like a dog's leg, and he will help him speak well in the back." Xin Li couldn't bear Ji Deen's appearance of protecting the thief, and opened his mouth to sneer: "You must be seen by Uncle Ji." Young master Biao is like this, carefully peel your skin."

"You don't seem like a gentleman when you gossip behind people's backs." Ji Deen replied with a smile on his face.

"Zi Mi has something to report." Xuci looked at the wandering figures outside the house, and at the silhouettes behind the doors and windows, guessing that something big had happened in the Buddhist scriptures pavilion.

When Zi Mi heard the master change his name outside the house, he was startled and stood up straight, opened the door and entered the room, and whispered: "Master, master uncle."

Xu Sheng glanced at the familiar booklet in Zi Mi's hand, knew it well but pretended to be puzzled and asked: "What is hiding, so sneaky."

Zi Mi hurriedly handed the book in his hand to Xu Sheng who was close to him, "Master and Uncle, I found this XingXiu Sword Manual in the Cangjing Pavilion."

The people sitting in the room gasped in surprise at the same time, Xu Sheng took the sword manual and immediately handed it over to Xu Ci, but Xu Ci didn't even look at it, and put it in front of Huai Mingmo, "Amitabha, are you still here?" Please check the authenticity, Mr. Huai, if it is a genuine book, it should be returned to the original owner. If not, the poor monk will report this matter to the abbot and Senior Brother Xudao."

Since Huai Mingmo knew that the real book was still in the Hidden World Villa, he didn't need to distinguish the real from the fake, he was just curious about the authenticity of this fake book.He repeatedly rubbed the surface of the book with his palm, and couldn't help chuckling. If he hadn't been flipping through the fake sword manual for a long time, the corner of the sword book would have been worn and rough by his touch, and others might not be able to find the slightest difference.

Stopping his movements, Huai Mingmo handed the fake booklet to Xin Li, and said with a calm smile, "Please keep it." He bowed to Xu Ci again, "I just added chaos to your temple, and I still hope Shaolin Haihan."

"Blesser Huai is very polite. Junior brother, I have to go to work on the Sutra Pavilion. The benefactors have entrusted you to entertain me." Xuci raised her hand, waved her monk's sleeve lightly, and said to Zimi: "Go to Tibet with me, Master. Go through the court."

Before Xu Ci could finish speaking, all the people at the table stood up, Huai Mingmo hurriedly said: "We have been bothering you for a long time, let's take our leave and go back to the room."

"Brother, you send it off."

Xu Sheng immediately said: "Yes, senior brother please." Until Xu Ci's figure was out of sight, Xu Sheng gradually put down his airs and said jokingly: "Aren't you going to read the contents of the sword manual? The silk used for the book cover is indeed, isn't it a bit sloppy?"

"The material of this book cover is not ordinary fabric, and it is not easy to find the same one." Huai Mingmo quickly pressed Xinli's hand that was about to open the sword manual, and the force in his palm made Xinli's hand that was pressed in the middle feel a little bit stunned. "It's hard to find a piece of this material in the womb. I don't believe that the Fragrance Bandit has such superpowers."

Xu Sheng's eyes moved slightly, and he said with a light smile, "I'm thinking too much about this." Looking up at the sky, Xu Sheng said again: "Look at this day, the autumn rain is coming, and the cold rain makes people easy to catch cold. I will accompany you Let's go back to the house."

The sky in the mountains is changing, and Xuci's wing is only a few steps away from the guest room, and the sky is getting more and more gloomy.

Huai Mingmo held Xu Sheng who was about to leave, and took out an oil-paper umbrella from the house, "Take it, don't catch a cold."

With Xu Sheng's internal strength, he was not afraid of the cold drizzle at all, he pushed the oil-paper umbrella away with a smile, "No, the rain won't come down for a while." Xu Sheng bowed to Huai Mingmo and the three people in the room, and said with a smile: "The poor monk bids farewell. , Masters, let’s have a good rest.”

Ji Deen took off his outer shirt and hung it on a hanger, put a few pieces of charcoal into the furnace, and said seriously: "Ming Mo, please tell me the reason why you came to Shaolin. The behavior of the three of you is really weird enough, it is not because you have given medicine Wang Shundao came here, apparently to investigate some important secret matters, and it was related to Monk Xu Sheng."

"The pavilion master suspects that Monk Xu Sheng is acquainted with the incense thief, so he wants to find out." Xin Li squinted at Huai Mingmo, and explained slightly, but he did not reveal Huai Mingmo's suspicion.

"Monk Xusheng indeed has friends all over the world, but I have never heard that he has an acquaintance with Fragrant Pirates."

"The picture of Cangyan Snow Scenery, Monk Xu Sheng got it really strange." Zheng Fengnian said realistically, "Do you really think that incense thieves will accidentally drop the painting in the mountains and never find it?"

Ji Deen was stunned for a moment, and said uncertainly: "Yes, it's unlikely. But we can't completely deny this possibility."

"You are so guilty of distinguishing for others, so it shows that you don't believe it." The matter is not clear, Xinli dare not speak out at this time, so he organizes his words and smiles: "The pavilion master didn't embarrass Monk Xusheng. Meaning. We just want to know where the Fragrant Pirates are, and ask the person who framed the Hidden World Villa behind the scenes."

Not long after Xu Sheng left, it began to rain lightly outside the house.It rains continuously in autumn, although the rain is not heavy, it falls finely. If you walk in the rain for a long time, you may get typhoid fever.Standing under the eaves of the corridor, Huai Mingmo couldn't help imagining that elegant and proud figure, until the slanting wind and drizzle wet his clothes, Fang regained consciousness and withdrew his hand on the window frame.

"Where is the main pavilion going?" Seeing the oil-paper umbrella Huai Mingmo was holding, Xin Li hurriedly stopped him, "It's very cold in the mountains, and it's still raining right now, so it's not advisable to go out."

"After the rain stopped, you and Brother Zheng continued to investigate in the temple, and sent people in the pavilion to check this fake sword manual. This sword manual is not the one that was stolen from the villa. The silk leather of Xingxiu sword manual is special. People will be able to find out something based on this clue." Huai Mingmo snatched the umbrella from Xinli with a little force, and stepped out of the door without any explanation, "I'll come back as soon as I go, you don't have to follow."

Ji Deen looked at the back of Huai Mingmo going away, and asked in confusion: "Where is Ming Mo going?"

Zheng Fengnian scratched his head, but his face was also full of confusion, Wei Xinli looked sad, and said something incomprehensible to others, "Why do you bother knowing that you can't do it..." This made Zheng Fengnian and Ji Deen even more confused, but again After questioning, Xin Li's mouth seemed to be stuck, and he couldn't pry it open.

Although he only came to Shaolin for a short day, Huai Mingmo had already memorized most of the terrain, especially the road to Wuwangya, so he thought that he would catch up to Xu Sheng soon by speeding up his pace, but he still didn't meet him when he reached Xiyuan. to people.He had no choice but to continue walking towards Wuwang Cliff along the way. When he was puzzled, he suddenly heard sniffling laughter from the cliff fork, and then heard Xu Sheng asked: "Has he not given up yet?"

The crow perched on the edge of the cliff suddenly soared wildly, and the wind only brought one word, "Kill!"

Huai Mingmo felt bad, threw away the oil-paper umbrella, and rushed in the direction of the sound with all his strength.When he arrived, the two sides had already exchanged hands, and the sound of iron tools rubbing against rocks could be heard from time to time, "What are you doing?!" He threw himself in front of Xu Sheng, "Shaolin Buddhist land, how can you allow you to be presumptuous."

Xu Sheng noticed that Huai Mingmo appeared, and hurriedly withdrew his hand that was fighting with the man in black, but the qi gathered in the palm, it was easy to withdraw the hand, and it was difficult to withdraw the qi, so the real qi flew wildly, and he hurt himself three points instead.

Smelling the smell of blood coming from behind, Huai Mingmo hurriedly turned around, and asked with concern: "Are you injured?"

The mute eats coptis, Xu Sheng can't tell the truth, and he is so annoyed by this nosy nature, he covers his mouth and coughs low to hide his thoughts: "It's not a problem, it's just a minor injury."

The internal injury turned red, how could you believe the word "small injury", Huai Mingmo stretched his hand back to grab Xu Sheng's elbow, but the assassination leader who was not far away sneered: "I'm not interested in seeing the two of you who have broken sleeves." Alright, today I am ordered to take the life of Monk Xu Sheng. Anyone who stands in my way will be killed."

Huai Mingmo helped Xu Sheng to a place where the terrain was stable, and the moment he turned around, a chill flashed in his eyes, and he said with a stern expression: "Since I have met, it is really hard to stand by and watch."

The leader of the men in black took a look at Xu Sheng, and found that this troublemaker, who appeared suddenly, seemed to be able to restrain Xu Sheng. As long as this person was present, Xu Sheng would not be able to use his treacherous martial arts.In this way, he can actually increase the chance of killing Xu Sheng, which is a good thing. After some calculations, he felt more joyful, and underestimated the enemy: "I want to see how capable you are, a young boy."

Hearing the other party's deliberate humiliation, the fireworks in Huai Mingmo's heart gradually ignited.He usually has a gentle and honest appearance, but after all, he is just in his early twenties, and he can't bear to be provoked by others. Besides, the person behind him who made him think was injured, so he really can't think rationally at this moment. .

Xu Sheng swept his eyes coldly, put his hand lightly on Huai Mingmo's elbow, he was well aware of the stubbornness in Runhe's face, so he didn't try to persuade him, he just said, "They have a large number of people, and they are good at using small tricks to use hidden weapons, so they are not easy to deal with. "

"Don't worry." Huai Ming hesitated for a moment with his hands in the air, then grabbed Xu Sheng's arm and put it down, "You hide by the side."

Xu Sheng responded with a chuckle, thinking that this kid is naive, the man in black was not his opponent, but now that he has restraints, he can't use the magic power of Mingxiang, how could the opponent let go of this good opportunity.I also thought that I didn't get to appreciate Wan Sheng's mind last time, and it's not a loss if I have the chance to see it today.

Just as Xu Sheng expected, the leader of the man in black only sent half of his men to contain Huai Mingmo, while he led his men to attack Xu Sheng directly, but every attack was a killer move, and it was imperative to take Xu Sheng's life.

Huai Mingmo easily dealt with the people around him, but his forehead was so anxious that a thin layer of sweat broke out. Because his heart was on Xu Sheng, he basically dealt with it by getting rid of him, and helped Xu Sheng out of the siege as soon as he pulled out.But just as Xu Sheng was rescued on the front foot, he was trapped by several people on the back foot, and Xu Sheng was surrounded by another group of people led by the assassination leader.

Repeatedly like this, Xu Sheng dodged the flanking attacks from left to right, and only used smoke and water to dodge without a trace at critical moments, but even so, he still suffered a lot of new injuries.Fortunately, the meth that was smeared on the hidden weapon was just an ordinary anesthetic, and the internal force forced the blood to flow out, but it didn't affect much of his own actions.

Seeing that Xu Sheng was already tired, the leader of the assassins jumped to the vicinity of Xu Sheng, and said with a sneer, "Let's go together."

"Despicable." Huai Mingmo's attack became more and more ruthless, and he did not show any mercy. He drew out the soft sword hidden in his waist, with a sharp cold light, revealing bursts of killing intent.

The leader of the assassins heard two shrill screams behind him, and couldn't help looking back, only to see that there were still two soft swords in Huai Mingmo's hands, and the other hand was ruthlessly slamming the gate of life repeatedly.Although Huai Mingmo was merciful, the man in black who could be captured or stabbed would either die or be disabled.

Xu Sheng raised his eyebrows and glanced at the Yin-Yang Liangyi Sword, marveling inwardly, and thought about the Liufeng Sword moves he had learned to decipher its moves.

The leader of the assassins moved his eyes, and sent three more assassins to attack Huai Mingmo.Xu Sheng violently tore off the bracelet, shattered one of the beads, twisted three broken pieces of jade and shot them out.As soon as the jade pieces touched the ears of those assassins, the three of them suddenly fell down and rolled over in pain.Huai Mingmo was surrounded by assassins, so he didn't even notice that the three of them were suffering from extreme joy and sorrow, and only thought that they had solved a few more.

The shrill cry suddenly pierced the chill of the moment. It turned out that the three people lost their minds due to the pain, rolled to the edge of the cliff, and fell directly down the cliff.The black-clothed leader stared blankly at the broken beads in Xusheng's hands, half of his cheeks exposed by the mask had lost color, even if he couldn't see him, Xusheng knew that his lips must be pale.The other assassins even took two steps back in fright, Huai Mingmo took the opportunity to jump to Xu Sheng's side, and stood with his arms raised and his sword in hand.

"Go!" Following the order, the man in black who was still able to leave on his own suddenly disappeared.

Huai Mingmo didn't know the reason, and was in a daze for a moment, unable to figure out the situation for a while.Taking advantage of this moment, Xu Sheng threw the broken jade powder in his hand, walked to the side of the sober assassin and squatted down, slightly tilted his head and glanced at his eyes, he had a beautiful smile, his eyes were shining like stars, his eyes were curved like crescent moons, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised , the whole person is light and soft, like an April day in the world.

"Be careful of their tricks." Huai Mingmo held Xu Sheng's arms with both hands and helped him up, "I'll send you back to the withered grass hut, and then go down the mountain to find Master Xu Dao to deal with it..."

Before Huai Mingmo finished speaking, he only heard the muffled "uh" sound around him, and then he squatted down to take his pulse and found that the group of people had taken poison and died.Huaiming Mo was about to reach out to examine the poison and medicine, but Xu Sheng quickly stopped him, "It's a dove refining poison, although it won't kill you if you touch it, but it will inevitably peel off two layers of skin."

Huai Mingmo walked a few steps where he came and went, picked up the oil-paper umbrella on the ground and propped it up, "Do you know about poison and medicine?"

"I've been pestering Senior Brother Xuci to learn it for a while, but I'm not proficient, at least I can tell the difference between several common poisons and medicines." Xu Sheng and Huai Mingmo walked side by side, sheltering from the rain under the same paper umbrella. Deliberately keep some distance.

"Why did they kill you?"

Xu Sheng pondered for a long time, then smiled lightly, "I don't know, since I met the rivers and lakes in front of the Valley of the Medicine King, there have been people coming here every now and then, and I don't know what I saw that I shouldn't see. If Mr. Huai is willing, please help the poor monk to check it out. Fan, remember to tell the poor monk what the reason is, and you must catch the poor monk."

This attitude was completely beyond Huai Mingmo's expectation, and he couldn't help blushing in anger, sweeping away his true colors, "White-eyed fox."