Shaolin monk

Li Xiaohuan hesitated for a moment before he said, "Baimei... Uncle Bai has already led thousands of Wudang disciples towards Jiulian Mountain. I don't care whether you go or stay. You must take advantage of them , send the little girl away."

Ling Duoduo's eyes flashed, and he pretended to smile confidently, "I still don't know what is worthy of Senior Sister Li's special warning, so this is what I said--I think Senior Sister should also know that Shaolin has only practiced martial arts for thousands of years. Niu Er, don't be afraid of a mere Wudang."

Li Xiaohuan twitched the corners of his mouth sarcastically, and quickly regained his composure, "You don't have to use words to test me on purpose, if I didn't have the heart, I wouldn't have come here from Wudang Mountain to Jiulian Mountain—Master Baimei has practiced It has become the legendary Hunyuan Boy Kungfu, people block and kill Buddhas, and no one in Shaolin can contain him."

Ling Duoduo looked ahead, and said calmly: "When Taoist Baimei went to Hangzhou, the senior sister was not with him, so it makes sense not to know - the monk fought against him in Hangzhou, and it would be wishful thinking if he said he could win the Taoist priest. , but it would not be a problem if we just hold him back for a while."

If it is said to master the subtlety of martial arts, Ling Duoduo completely defeated Baimei, it should be said that he has gathered the essence of Shaolin, Wudang and Huashan martial arts in his body, and it is a few blocks away from Baimei who is holding Hunyuan boy's kung fu.

But in this life, he is young after all, and his internal strength is growing slowly, which is much worse than that of Baimei.If he was given another three or two years, it would not be difficult to defeat Bai Mei.

Li Xiaohuan was taken aback when he heard that, and looked him up and down with brand new eyes, before slowly saying after a long time: "Two years ago, you were only slightly better than my father."

"That was two years ago, people will improve." Ling Duoduo smiled, "There are people coming and going here, if the senior sister doesn't believe it and wants to test it out in person, then the monk can't do it. It's just that the monks don't fight There is no need for Senior Sister to suspect lies. "

Li Xiaohuan thinks so, even if Ling Duoduo deliberately brags in front of her today, when Baimei hits the Shaolin Temple gate the next day, the lie will not be exposed, there is really no need for others to lie to themselves.

She said with a blank face: "Even if you can beat Baimei, do you think the little girl can withstand Feng Daode's conspiracy? He already knew that the little girl is your sister last time, and he also knew it in your heart." With her weight, there is no guarantee that she won't do something bad this time."

Ling Duoduo's focus is not the same as what Li Xiaohuan deliberately emphasized in his words, and it is far from it.As soon as Li Xiaohuan finished speaking, he asked: "Why, Senior Sister is calling Daoist Priest Baimei and Feng Daode by their names?"

Li Xiaohuan choked, and did not answer this question, but instead said: "As far as I know, Gao Jinzhong, a military officer in Fujian, is Feng Daode's direct disciple, be careful that when the soldiers attack Jiulian Mountain, Shaolin's blood will flow like rivers."

After she finished speaking, she didn't wait for Ling Duoduo's reaction, she simply turned around and left.

Ling Duoduo didn't stop her either, and stood there looking at her. After Li Xiaohuan walked away, Miao Xian lowered his voice and said, "Do you really believe what she said?"

"What do you think?" Ling Duoduo turned his head to look at him.

Miao Xian rubbed his chin: "As the saying goes, the country is easy to change and the nature is hard to change. It stands to reason that a person like Li Xiaohuan, who has been blinded by hatred, can figure it out on his own and become wholeheartedly good." What? But when I saw her talking just now, it didn't look like a fake."

"It doesn't do her any good to lie to us, does she? Could it be that she can save Li Bashan from the dungeon just because she gave us a piece of information we already knew?" Ling Duoduo raised his eyebrows, "I also think her temperament changes are too rapid and unreasonable, but what she said should be true."

When Bai Mei was in Hangzhou, in order to show him the awesomeness of Wudang, he once clearly mentioned that Gao Jinzhong, a high-ranking official in charge of the Fujian army, was a Wudang disciple.

After Ling Duoduo heard the name Gao Jinzhong at that time, he also carefully recalled it in the dead of night. He vaguely remembered that in his first life, he watched many TV dramas reflecting the changes in Southern Shaolin during the Qing Dynasty. There was such a villain as Gao Jinzhong. It is also recorded in unofficial history that this person set fire to Southern Shaolin.

Ling Duoduo blinked his eyes: "Li Xiaohuan's situation in Wudang shouldn't be the same as before. Anyone who has a similar fight between Baimei and me in Hangzhou knows that there are two factions of Wudang and Shaolin. Li Xiaohuan didn't know about it, it shows that her status in Wudang sect has declined."

He had made a special observation just now, and Li Xiaohuan's surprise when he heard that he and Baimei had a tie was definitely not a fake.Ling Duoduo has lived for four lifetimes, and he is already proficient at observing words and expressions. He firmly believes that no one's acting skills are so proficient that he can hide it from his own eyes.

Miao Xian felt that his words were very reasonable, and nodded in agreement: "You are right, Li Bashan is the number two person in Wudang, and Li Xiaohuan's position in Wudang has plummeted in just two years. It's because she did something that didn't suit Baimei."

"Baimei came to Shaolin with her disciples aggressively, and Li Xiaohuan arrived in Putian Village on the back. I prefer to believe that she tried to dissuade Baimei from letting the hatred snowball, so she was disgusted by Baimei and was driven off Wudang Mountain. " After Ling Duoduo finished speaking, he did not forget to add, "Of course, all of this is just speculation, and we have no way of knowing the truth."

After living for so many years, he has become accustomed to judging his enemies with the deepest malice. Ling Duoduo has always firmly believed that human nature is inherently evil, and there must be a deeper reason for someone to treat you suddenly.

Confused and perplexed about this matter, the two came to the Plum Blossom Resort and asked Mrs. Wumei to heal Miao Xian.

Master Wumei saw that her own brother had Bai Mei beaten into such a miserable state, her face was very ugly, and she prepared healing medicinal wine for Miao Xian to soak and bathe, so she called Ling Duoduo out alone.

Seeing the undecided look of panic in her eyebrows, Ling Duoduo said softly: "Master, there is no need to be like this, Shaolin is not without people who can check and balance Baimei."

Miao Xian's martial arts were only slightly inferior to Master Wumei and Zhishan's, but his martial arts were abolished by Bai Mei's three or two slaps. It must be impossible to say that Master Wumei was not touched in the slightest.

She sighed a long time: "That being said, if the white-browed Taoist met someone else, wouldn't it mean that one move would cost his life? I was full of heart to regard you as the mainstay of Shaolin's prosperity, and wanted you to come out If you have something to do, you will leave first to keep the incense in Shaolin Temple, I never thought that you will need to stay and face Baimei alone."

Bai Mei's martial arts is already a big level higher than the others, even if Zhishan and the others stay and want to help Ling Duoduo stop Bai Mei, they have to weigh first whether they will not be able to help but hinder them. It's really not easy to solve.

What Wumei was most worried about at this time was that Ling Duoduo would be left at the end to drag Baimei to give the other disciples time to evacuate. If Baimei saw the clue and felt ruthless, what would be done if it really hurt him.

Ling Duoduo smiled and said: "Master, don't worry. When Baimei was in Hangzhou, he repeatedly proposed to take me as an apprentice. If he really has the ability, at most he will just capture me alive."

It would be better to die than to be captured alive. Wumei was startled, and the feeling of uneasiness in her heart deepened: "There is such a thing? The Taoist with white eyebrows has lost his mind practicing the Hunyuan Boy Kungfu. If he forces you to practice... then ..."

Although being a monk is to be a boy for a lifetime, but it seems that because of the special Hunyuan boy skill itself, most of those who have practiced to a high level are neither yin nor yang, neither male nor female like Baimei.

Ling Duoduo twitched the corner of his mouth, and said helplessly: "The Taoist Baimei himself once said that he has practiced the Hunyuan Boy Kungfu for dozens of years, but he has learned it since he was a child, and it is not good to give up halfway. There are not only powerful martial arts in the world. Hunyuan boy kung fu, any kung fu practiced to the pinnacle level, can become a generation of martial arts masters."

"You don't understand, it's always like this when people are abnormal. If you're not a normal person, you can't see others are normal." Master Wumei said repeatedly, "No, I have to tell Junior Brother Zhishan to hurry up and dismiss him." Shaolin low-ranking disciples, you can't let you entangle with Taoist Baimei for a long time, if you are really caught, you just want to live or die."

Baimei is Wumei and Zhishan's senior brother. To this day, Zhishan still calls Baimei "Senior Brother", while Wumei Shitai directly calls him "Daochang", which shows that the two people have different temperaments.

Ling Duoduo laughed and said: "Before the disciples were sent to Master Uncle Zhishan, Master Zhishan had already said that he would dismiss the disciples, why haven't they all been sent away now?"

"It's not so easy, lay disciples are fine, but most of those disciples, like you, grew up in Shaolin Temple. How can they be willing to let them leave Shaolin?" Wumei sighed, "They all said It is commendable to want to live and die with Shaolin, but what is the use of giving up your life for nothing?"

Since Shaolin Temple is going to turn from bright to dark, keeping a low profile, naturally we can't keep so many people. Most of the disciples don't know that the foundation of Shaolin Temple has been secretly transferred.

Zhishan really planned to send a large number of disciples away, leaving only the direct disciples of the elders in each courtyard, and recruiting the rest of the disciples after the imperial court's surveillance of Shaolin eased slightly.

This is a slow work, and it is really not easy to advance. A group of bald monks rushed forward and clamored to fight Wudang to the death, which made it difficult for Zhishan to be a man.

Ling Duoduo asked: "How many disciples have you sent away now?"

"The principals, Lao Xiaozhi, moved them with emotion to reason, and even forced them with the order of the teacher, but only less than half of them left." Wumei said, "It's hard for them to protect the temple with all their sincerity."

As soon as the words fell, Ling Duoduo heard two messy and hurried footsteps from far and near, and frowned, went to the door and looked outside: "It's Xiaoxiao and Huiqian, why are they in such a hurry?"

"Although Huigan was expelled from Shaolin, he stayed in my Plum Blossom Resort for the time being. I sent them down the mountain early this morning to go shopping." Wumei also walked over, seeing the panicked expressions on their faces, "Look It looks like something serious happened, let's go out and have a look."