Poor monks do not break the precepts

Although a lone boat drifts with the tide on the Canglang River, it is often erratic, but the owner of the boat loves fine wine, and every year he takes advantage of the wine market to hoard half a year's worth of wine and put it on board.One time, the owner of the boat happened to help the bosses of the local wine shop fight off Haiwo, and those bosses gave him a boat full of wine as a token of gratitude, so he was very famous around Honghe Town, but everyone just Knowing his martial arts prowess, but not knowing his real name, they all called him Alcoholic Ah Qin.

Luo Chen went to inquire at the beginning, but no one thought of Ah Qin, a drunkard who had only used martial arts once, and later he was a fisherman who happened to be there that time. Just mentioning it casually, who knows that the more detailed Luo Chen's question is, the more it fits.

In the middle of the night, the Canglang River is still lively, and many boats are parked near the ferry. Fisherman's songs are slightly vulgar to wine, and pipa is played to wine to poetry.

A group of people stood by the river and looked around, but there were more than a hundred boats parked here, and it was difficult to find a flat boat even if they were dizzy.

Suddenly, Xu Sheng saw what looked like a cargo ship on the shining river, with faint candlelight floating from the cabin. It was not far from the ferry where a large number of ships were moored, but it seemed to be forgotten outside the hustle and bustle, swaying slightly with the waves, in the There is an indescribable depression and loneliness in the shadows.

Hei Mian watched Chen Xiang wave his hand, immediately opened the wine cover, and fanned the boat with a special fan, and the wine smelled like mist on the river in the morning.A few more people took out small wine jars and threw their internal force straight at the search boat. The earthen jar fell on the plywood of the bow, and the wine splashed all over, wet the curtains that shielded from the wind.

"Where does the smell of wine come from?"

"Very fragrant wine, which winery's wine is this?"

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The boatmen docked on the shore came out of the boat one after another smelling the smell, standing on the barn and moving their noses, smelling the source of the aroma of wine, gradually boiling and noisy on the river bank, the black face continued to do the task at hand, and the wine was about to be poured. Three cylinders of wine, suddenly someone said: "It's the smell of wine floating in the river, have you heard it?"

As soon as everyone heard that it was true, many people could not help complaining about the pity when they cherished the wine, and there were a few who didn't care about the details, simply reached out to the river and took a sip to drink, and praised again and again.

Even though the river was so lively, the owner of the small boat still didn’t come out of the cabin, neither did he open his mouth to ask anyone to come out. .

"Wait! It's a pity that all these good wines are poured into the river. The Miao Monk will leave some for me." When the black face was lifted and there was only one tank of wine left, Mr. Butterfly in the boat finally opened his mouth, and saw the boat sailing rapidly Come, lean on the riverside firmly.

Mr. Butterfly stepped out of the cabin, his thorny beard spread to his temples, he was dressed in linen and coarse cloth, and he looked a little rough. He was obviously romantic but was concealed by the vicissitudes of life. He didn't look old, but he looked like a young man. An old man in his sixties.

Seeing someone, Xu Sheng immediately bowed to him politely, said with a light smile, "Uncle."

This address shocked Luo Chen's jaw. He opened his mouth wide and stood there for a long time. On the other hand, Mr. Butterfly's eyebrows only moved slightly for a moment, and he said for a long time: "You are Ah Wu's..."

Huai Mingmo strolled in front of Xu Sheng, blocked the sadness on his face, and spoke for him with a smile: "His mother is Aunt Wu's older sister."

Mr. Butterfly pondered for a while, with a trace of pain in his eyes, he sighed with a wry smile, "Let's talk on board, but my place is a bit small, I'm afraid it won't be able to accommodate so many people."

Huai Mingmo couldn't help but said: "Xu Sheng and I got on the boat, and the others were waiting by the river bank."

Seeing Xu Sheng nodding his head, Chen Xiang didn't dare to question, but those who immediately objected opened their mouths together: "Pavilion Master..."

Huai Mingmo raised his hand to stop them from talking too much, and when Heimian came out after carrying the wine, Mr. Butterfly smiled and invited the two of them to board the boat.After Xu Sheng helped the man, he felt his feet move slightly as soon as he stepped on his back foot. He saw Mr. Butterfly holding the pole of the boat, using his internal force to urge him, and it didn't take long for him to move steadily to the position where he just parked.

After the boat stopped, Xu Shengfang helped Huai Mingmo into the cabin. The layout of the cabin was very simple, a simple willow bed was placed in the corner, a camphor wood box was placed beside it, and a small square table was installed not far away. There is nothing else, and the rest of the land is completely occupied by wine tanks.

Xu Sheng stepped forward to lift the cover and sniffed it, it turned out that [-]% of it is Yipinju's brewing, he was a little surprised and proud.

Mr. Butterfly saw through his sharp eyes, and said with a smile: "The best wine you can buy in the world is Yipinju. It's a pity that I didn't have the luck to taste your precious wine."

Xu Sheng didn't say anything, and immediately offered the jade wine gourd that he had with him. Mr. Butterfly took off the lid and sniffed it, then poured it with his head up, and poured out the last drop, he said: "You are stingy."

Huai Mingmo sat cross-legged while touching the edge of the table, and said with a smile, "He is only generous to himself."

Xu Sheng retorted slightly dissatisfied, "Good wine is hard to come by, how can it be brewed in that big vat."

Mr. Butterfly nodded in agreement, got up and went to the stern to roll a pot of water, rummaged through the camphor wood box at the stern for a long time, only found a few pieces of Qing'an tea that were about to go moldy, grabbed them and threw them into the river. The kettle boiled water and poured it into a white porcelain teacup with a broken rim.

"I can't bring you good things to entertain you. If you like wine, please feel free."

Huai Mingmo held the tea and thanked him with a smile, but he heard the slight sound of the teacup rubbing against the table, Xu Sheng pushed the white porcelain cup forward, and waved his hands laughingly.He also took out the handkerchief from his wrist, wiped the edge of the table in front of him carefully, and put his hands lightly on it. He took out a small and exquisite black jade cup from his hidden pocket, and poured hot water into it. , blowing hot air gently.

Huai Mingmo was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud with Mr. Butterfly, shook his head and said, "I really convinced you today."

Xu Sheng gave him a blank look, raised his jaw slightly like a proud cat, ignored it and didn't bother to argue, but unfortunately he is a bit clumsy in catwalks now, he couldn't help but fly back to the shore with his buttocks pouted.

Mr. Butterfly has a good capacity for alcohol, so he drank two more jars of wine, but his expression remained unchanged. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to be the grandson of that old man Mu, let alone that he is Ah Wu's son. Biological father." He clicked his tongue and said, "That smelly old man."

Xu Sheng's eyes were slightly gloomy, and the corners of his mouth raised a bit of bitterness, and he murmured: "That day in the Hermitage Villa, I only knew that he was Mu from your mouth."

Mr. Butterfly was quite surprised, and wondered, "Didn't he tell you?"

Xu Sheng shook his head, filled with remorse, and sighed: "He treated me very well, but he never said the reason. I asked him once, and he only said that he was destined for me, and he also liked my martial arts talent, but Before he died, he never said that I was his..."

Mr. Butterfly flipped through the half-grilled fish beside him, and they were all rejected when he handed it to them. He shrugged nonchalantly, kept pinching the two ends with his fingers, and quickly blew on the smoking grilled fish, and said for a long while: " That old bald donkey Xuankong and old man Mu are life and death friends, didn't Xuankong tell you about your background?"

Xu Sheng looked at Qin Yu'an wolfing down his mouth, and he really couldn't think of Mr. Butterfly, who was rumored in the world. In silence, Huai Mingmo guessed: "Or he deliberately didn't want you to know, because he was afraid that you would resent him, and that you would hate him at the beginning. I didn’t find you, which caused you to suffer, and almost died in the barren mountains. So I didn’t mention it at all, so you at least remember how well he treated you.”

Holding back the astringent feeling in his throat, Xu Sheng diverted his words to attract Lian Xin Hui Ji.

But before he could tell his purpose, Mister Butterfly jumped ahead and said, "I know the purpose of your coming to me, but I really can't help you."

Huai Mingmo asked again: "Aren't you and her Lushui couple?"

Mr. Butterfly's mouth was dry, and the regret in his eyes couldn't be concealed. He closed his eyes in pain, and opened them after a long time: "I shouldn't have provoked her. Today's end is my karma. But I don't know much about her. , if you have been to Hehuan Valley to inquire about it, you probably know as much as I do.”

Xu Sheng's eyes wandered between Mr. Butterfly's eyebrows, "Don't you have any news about her?"

Mr. Butterfly snorted, poured another pot of cold wine, and said angrily: "I have been looking for her all those years, and wanted to sacrifice her life to Ah Wu, but this woman is really cunning, and I couldn't find her at all. The head of the Qingfeng Sect, my left brother is such a shrewd person, he also fell into her hands. Mr. Ji has been looking for her for many years, and the result? Now she comes to provoke her, but the Ji family still can't do anything about her. "

"Isn't it... because you knew she was pregnant with your child?" Xu Sheng said sharply, "So forget about my aunt's revenge."

Mr. Butterfly didn't know whether it was anger or sadness, he raised his head and stared back with red eye circles, and said emotionally: "Lian Xin Hui Ji is not good at martial arts, but do you know how good her disguise is? Not only can she change her face, but she can also learn it." People learn so vividly that no matter how close they are, they can’t tell the difference.”

Xu Sheng stared straight at him, his eyes were very similar to Ah Wu, Mr. Butterfly was in a trance for a moment, and the words in his ears became less real, "You remember the son with Lianxin Huiji, have you forgotten the daughter with Ah Wu? ?”

Before Mr. Butterfly asked, Huai Mingmo said lightly: "She is safe."

"Where is she?" Mr. Butterfly clenched his hands on the edge of the table, with his head lowered, because he did not fulfill his responsibilities as a father, he felt so guilty that he didn't even have the courage to raise his head to meet people's gaze.

Xu Sheng simply replied: "In the palace, by Emperor Meng's side."

After a long absence, the news of Mr. Butterfly did not lag behind. After hearing the words, his expression immediately became complicated, and his teeth were clenched, "Concubine Wan, Hehuanzhai... Lianxin Huiji!"

Huai Mingmo pressed Xu Sheng's hand, and there was a faint discomfort in the warmth in his eyes, "Senior wants to hide from the world, do you want your children to ignore it?"

For the first time, Xu Sheng held Huai Mingmo back, calmed down his emotions and said: "You feel ashamed, so you slumped away from the world, but you tolerated and didn't let her stop, she became even more serious and endangered the martial arts." I really can't stand Butterfly Jun looked so cowardly, Xu Sheng grabbed his skirt, "Where did your chivalrous spirit go?"

"I only know that she likes to wear pine green clothes very much. When she was a child, she fell from a tree due to mischief and broke her left hand, leaving a scar on her elbow." The collar grabbed her neck, and Mr. Butterfly was a little out of breath. , Low throat cough.

Not long after he finished speaking, before Xu Sheng could let go, the boat suddenly shook violently, first a few poisonous arrows pierced through them, they just avoided the arrows and wanted to go out of the cabin to see, there was another violent impact, the hull was hit repeatedly, no After a long time, I only heard the loud bang, and the full tank of wine immediately soaked the floor.

Mr. Butterfly took out the knife under the bed, and said anxiously: "No, this boat won't last long." He wanted to use his internal strength to drive the boat to the shore, only to find that the two ends of the small boat had been pinned down and couldn't move at all. "Go out first."

Huaiming Mohu stood in front of Xu Sheng, and the three of them found themselves surrounded by many fishing boats just as they arrived at the bow, and there was no one in sight. Just as they were observing, dozens of black shadows suddenly jumped up in the water, and they With a thin bamboo in its mouth, all of a sudden the group of black shadows blow the bamboo together, and the needles as thin as a cow's hair fly like a celestial maiden scattering flowers.

Huai Mingmo smelled that it was similar to the smell of You Huan Cup, and immediately said: "Is it the poison of acacia?!"

The flying needles are so fine and hard to avoid, they had no choice but to retreat to the cabin to take shelter temporarily, and those men in black didn't come in, they just waited outside.

"Why hasn't Xinli come yet?" Huai Mingmo protected Xu Sheng, who didn't need lightness kung fu, with one hand.

Xu Sheng sneered and said: "Those fishing boats are all painted black, we are far away from the ferry, and now the wind is blowing fiercely on the river, at most they think we are shaking due to the strong wind and waves from a distance, they may not have imagined this layer."

While talking, the river was gradually filling up to his knees. Mr. Butterfly leaned on the deck to observe the outside of the cabin, cursed, and said: "These killers are not good at martial arts, but they are familiar with water skills. If we go out rashly, we will die, but stay here So, this boat is like a coffin in the water, buried vertically in the Canglang River."

The river surged faster and faster, and gradually submerged to the waists of several people, vainly exerting internal power, even if it is reluctant, you can try, "I will deal with them."

"You are injured so badly, if you use your internal strength forcefully, your meridians will be completely broken, or you will not be able to go back to the shore at all." Mr. Butterfly yelled to stand in front of Xu Sheng, and quickly hit Xu Sheng's acupoints, "Take him away .”

While Huai Mingmo was hesitating, a wave suddenly broke in from outside the cabin, almost knocking down a few people who were barely standing in the cabin. Just as Jiang Lang passed behind Yongdao, an old voice came from the top of the boat, "Hurry up now! come out."

The river wind blows the old monk's clothes in all directions, the back of his hand is wrinkled and dry, and his calloused palm is tightly holding a thin stick, and the waves just now were kicked up by this stick, and directly scattered around a lone boat The array of killers.His eyes were compassionate and clear, and the smile on his mouth was like a Maitreya, only the wooden stick in his hand was shining silver like a murderous weapon under the faint moonlight.

"Uncle?" Xu Sheng looked at Ku Hai in surprise, because the acupoints had not been unlocked and he couldn't move.

Kuhai held a wooden stick in his hand and turned down again. In an instant, the surrounding river surged three feet high. The killer hiding in the river suddenly felt his internal organs being squeezed by a thousand tons, and those who didn't escape immediately spit out blood in the river.What he uses is Shaolin internal strength, and he has practiced hard for dozens of years, its power can be imagined.

In the dark night, you can't see the blood red that is gradually being dyed on the river, but the bloody smell permeating the mist on the river is getting thicker and disgusting.

"Amitabha." Ku Hai slowly opened his eyes, silently looking at the gloomy river.

A small boat was about to submerge in the river, and they quickly moved to the nearest fishing boat. The men in black around them temporarily stopped attacking after encountering it just now, but they also surrounded them to prevent them from leaving.Huai Mingmo was also at a loss as he had a hidden weapon in the opponent's hand and it was difficult to break through by force, so he was helpless for a while.Just when the two sides were at a stalemate, suddenly there was a shrill cry from the other side of the river. Many merchant ships and fishing boats were engulfed by the scorching fireworks, and some boats were coming here.

Mr. Butterfly held the handle of the knife with veins showing, and said calmly: "It seems that they really don't intend to let us go ashore alive."

Ku Hai kept his eyes on the fishing boat approaching by Wu Ya Ya, and from time to time he dealt with two assassins who were waiting for an opportunity to rush up to attack him, and asked without turning his head for a while, "Are there many people on the shore?"

"Yes, enough to deal with these rats." I don't know if the atmosphere was tense, Huai Mingmo forgot to relieve Xu Sheng's acupoints, or he did it on purpose, Xu Sheng was still unable to move, and let him hug him by the waist.

"Okay." Ku Hai's eyes gradually revealed a murderous look, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a sarcasm, perhaps he did not expect that after being a monk for many years, he would enter the world again.After pondering for a moment, he saw the black shadow getting closer, and calmly said: "Xu Sheng, after this matter, you go back to Shaolin to finish the things you should not have done."

Xu Sheng understood the meaning of these words, he left in a hurry without giving Shaolin an explanation, now it's time to face him, he lowered his eyes and said in shame: "I know that I have sinned deeply, so I dare not insult my master."

Kuhai seemed to want to say something more, but time was running out, all his words finally turned into a sigh, he turned his head to Huai Mingmo and said, "I'm here to support you, you go ashore quickly."

Not long after the words were finished, those killers suddenly rose up, and Ku Hai used the river water to block two waves of attacks, turned around and saw that Mr. Butterfly had snatched a fishing boat, and said to himself: "Master Ku Hai, come quickly."

The wooden stick was inserted straight into the bow of the boat, Ku Hai folded his hands together and bent towards them, picked up the wooden stick and waved it behind him very quickly, several people fell into the water in response, seeing Mr. Butterfly throwing away the boat, he smiled lightly: "The murder of the poor monk is serious, you guys go away."

Mr. Butterfly knows well that the sea of ​​suffering has been resolved, so he no longer hesitates, and uses his internal strength to sail the boat.Seeing this, Xu Sheng tried his best to use his internal force to punch the acupoint, but his internal force was mostly lost, and the acupoint was blocked by Huai Mingmo earlier, so he couldn't use it at all.

The fishing boat gradually moved away from the place where the boat sank, and said in a trembling voice: "Go back, I'm going back to pick up my uncle and drive back."

Huai Mingmo wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say, because he was also very conflicted, he wanted to help Ku Hai, but he also felt that he should fulfill Ku Hai's heart of benevolence.

Suddenly there was a flash of fire, and then there was a loud noise, and the smell of gunpowder came with the gust of wind. Huai Mingmo opened his eyes and said, "Master Kuhai..."

Xu Sheng seemed to be hit hard on the back of the head by someone, he felt a buzzing, his eyes were blurred, he couldn't hear anything except the whistling of the wind, and after a long while he hissed and pierced through the turbulent waves of the Canglang River There was a loud noise, and he leaned against Huai Mingmo's arms as if he was exhausted, speechless for a long time.

Mr. Butterfly can't care about Xu Sheng at the moment, the boatmen who surround him like waves from behind the fishing boat, these people are too familiar with water, even if he can fight with them in the water, even if he can equal ten, it is obvious that Huai Mingmo doesn't know water , Such a move must be a disadvantage.