Shaolin monk

Ling Duoduo took the lead, and a group of people walked out in batches, pushed open the back door and went out, and sure enough, they saw a lot of Wudang disciples blocking the entrance of the mountain tightly, no one was allowed to pass through.

The front row of disciples at the front gate were still holding bows and arrows, with straw and other flammable objects wrapped around their arrow tips. When they saw someone coming out, they immediately aimed at the signboard above the Shaolin Temple building, and drew their bows and arrows to attack.

Standing behind the third row of disciples, Bai Mei narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw this scene, "I have long expected that you will not really hand over Fang Shiyu and others. Shaolin Temple is so stubborn that it is not once or twice."

He was slightly proud of himself, he had heard the cries inside the Shaolin Temple wall an hour earlier, and wondered what these monks were doing, he just wanted them to hand over three people, and he didn't want to set fire to the Shaolin Temple, why? Why are these two reactions so big?

Bai Mei listened intently, and was surprised to find that the group of monks were crying and yelling and refusing to leave the Shaolin Temple. Only then did he realize that Zhishan wanted to abandon the temple and run away.

After all, Shaolin is a century-old famous temple, so how can you just throw it away?Although Bai Mei despises Zhishan in his heart, he is timid and cowardly, but he is also quite shocked by his determination.

Since Zhishan wanted to save the lives of most of his disciples by abandoning Shaolin Temple, Baimei naturally tried to stop him. After pondering for a while, he decided to ask his disciples to send rockets to set fire to Shaolin.

——In the private agreement he made with the imperial court, there was indeed an item of eradicating Shaolin Temple. Taking this opportunity to completely destroy the foundation of Shaolin, the imperial court will be completely satisfied with what he has done.

Seeing that the disciples in the front row had already lit their arrows and were about to shoot, he raised his hand to stop him, and looked at Ling Duoduo from the tip of his eyes, and said triumphantly: "Little monk, I can still praise your ability and talent. If you are willing to Obediently follow me to the Zixiao Temple, then I can not only give you a high hand and let you die, but also promote you to be the chief disciple, or even the head teacher of Wudang in the future-whether the disciple of this seat has a future or not? You, a disciple who is in charge of the Discipline Academy, can do it, can't you even distinguish this?"

Baimei took a fancy to Ling Duoduo and wanted to accept him as a disciple. Zhishan, Zhilian and Fang Shiyu and others knew about it in Shaolin Temple, while only Baimei and Feng Daode knew it well in Wudang School. This, many people whispered.

"The Daoist was joking. Although Wudang is good, he has the hatred of killing his father and mother with the little monk. The little monk dare not forget the kindness of Shaolin's upbringing, and he also dare not forget the virtue of his parents' birth." Ling Duoduo put his right hand behind his back. , while arguing with him slowly, he made a gesture, signaling Fang Shiyu and others to rush out while they were delaying time.

"If I knew that your parents were among the traveling merchants back then, I would never have sent my disciples to kill at the foot of Jiulian Mountain." Bai Mei couldn't help sighing when he heard this.

Although he has the skin of a Taoist priest, he doesn't have the ability to pinch his fingers and calculate. If he had known that venting his anger after many years would be the most direct factor for the loss of an outstanding disciple, he would have preferred not to do such a foolish thing to sow hatred. Son.

With a wave of Ling Duoduo's right hand, Zhi Zhi and the other four elders led a group of disciples to break through in different directions.Compared with the Shaolin elders, Wudang's second-generation disciples were naturally no match, and they were shackled in two or three strokes, and even the Shaolin disciples who followed up were pressed to the ground and stepped on the ground a few more times.

Bai Mei didn't care much about the downfall of his disciples, and he raised his head and laughed triumphantly: "I have guessed that you will escape through the back door. If you want to leave, it will not be so easy!"

Seeing that Baimei didn't intend to stop him immediately, Ling Duoduo secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that the plan he gave after discussing with Zhishan earlier is very feasible. He didn't move on the spot, so he really wasn't in a hurry.

They don't want to leave, but they should stand and hold Baimei, wait for most of the ordinary disciples to escape, and then fight with Baimei, so as to save some people from dying.

Bai Mei glanced at the people standing still, seeing that they were indeed the people he hated in Shaolin, his eyes fell on the crowd, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he was overjoyed and said: "Miao Xian? I didn't expect you to be here, then It’s really just right, I’ve settled all of you today, and I won’t have to look for you everywhere in the future!”

Miao Xian was deprived of martial arts by Bai Mei, and was originally sent by Ling Duoduo to the Plum Blossom Resort to soak medicinal wine to heal his injuries, but he also heard about Bai Mei's siege of Shaolin, so he rushed over in a hurry, and picked a small road where there were not many Wudang disciples stationed. Together with Master Wumei, he broke in.

At this moment, seeing that he was named by the evil spirit, Miao Xian couldn't help hugging Fang Shiyu's thigh tightly, and whispered: "Shiyu, grandpa has lost all his martial arts, but it all depends on you, you must protect me!"

Fang Shiyu patted him on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, Grandpa, if you risk my life, you will be well protected." On Ling Duoduo in front, I was afraid that the white eyebrows would rise suddenly and hurt him.

Zhishan clasped his hands together and sighed: "Amitabha, boil beans to burn Osmunda, why is it too hasty to fry each other, brother and old monk come from the same school, why bother to be aggressive?"

Now that Baimei has already put on the posture, it is impossible for today's affairs to be good. Zhishan didn't expect to be able to make Baimei put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately with a few words of his own, but he wanted to borrow With lip service, if you delay for a while, at least more ordinary disciples will take the opportunity to escape.

Bai Mei looked at Zhi Shan, Wu Mei and Miao Xian, curled the corners of his lips with extreme resentment, and said with a sneer: "If the master hadn't favored the three of you back then, how could it be your turn to show off your power here today? As the saying goes, New Enemy The old grudge, I want to get it all back with interest!"

They were somewhat involved in these remarks, Fang Shiyu took the opportunity to take a step forward, thinking that standing side by side with Ling Duoduo would more or less share some of the danger, and reprimanded: "Baimei, it is in vain for you to call yourself a great master and even set fire to me!" Can you do such a despicable thing as burning my Shaolin Temple?"

Just when the four elders led people to break through, Wudang disciples with bows and arrows had already shot rockets at the plaque of Shaolin Temple. Most of the buildings in the south were wooden houses and thatched houses. At this time, Shaolin Temple had already ignited soaring flames. Ling Duoduo Thinking of Zhihui who was still staying in the Sutra Pavilion, I could only sigh in my heart.

Bai Mei twitched the corner of his mouth: "What are you, worthy of shouting here? This seat is talking with Zhishan and others, when will it be your turn to intervene?"

He didn't mind Ling Duoduo interjecting, in Bai Mei's mind, Ling Duoduo was just a little seniority and seniority, and when it came to martial arts, he was more qualified to talk to him than Zhishan and others.He was really satisfied with Ling Duoduo in his heart, but it was a pity that this little monk might not have a chance with Wudang after all.

Fang Shiyu took a sneak peek and saw that most of the Shaolin disciples from the Fourth Route had walked away in a mighty way, thinking it was time to make a move, then he looked at the ground calmly and saw that the ground was covered with dirty sand, his heart moved, and he had a plan. He took another step forward and said, "Baimei, I'm going to settle old scores with you today! It's not you, but Fang Shiyu, who wants to get back the capital with interest today!"

With Fang Shiyu's martial arts, confronting Baimei head-on is like courting death. Ling Duoduo stretched out his hand to pull him very nervously. When Fang Shiyu gave him a wink with a smile, he knew that he had plans. Although he was worried, he also I can only press it down and wait to see Fang Shiyu's follow-up treatment.

Bai Mei glared at him resentfully: "Stinky boy, I want your life today!" After speaking, he took a breath of true energy and greeted him. It seemed that he planned to ignore Zhishan and others and teach Fang Shiyu a lesson first.

Fang Shiyu put his hands behind his back and didn't move: "Friend, no, old friend, aren't you very powerful, dare you give me ten moves directly, if I can't deal with you within ten moves, then I, Fang Shiyu, will let you Kill without complaint!"

Bai Mei was originally angry, and wanted to teach this lifeless boy a lesson at the first moment, but when he heard Fang Shiyu's words, he was extremely surprised, and couldn't even believe his ears for a moment, and after a short pause, he pointed at the orchid and said: , Brat, I love you so much, I’ll let you do twenty strokes, if you can’t pass twenty strokes, then I’ll love you until you die, until you’re decapitated!”

Ling Duoduo's face was ashen, and when he put it on someone else, he just yelled "Zhuzi doesn't know how to live or die", how could he say such disgusting words with white eyebrows?

——Could it be that this old man is sexually harassing him in a disguised form. He can't have intercourse because he practices boy kung fu, and he's bored in his free time, so he can only verbally tease little boys?

Ling Duoduo felt uncomfortable, and Fang Shiyu was also stunned. He was dumbfounded, and then touched his chest: "Oh, I'm so scared. Let's have a drink first to calm down the head office?"

After he finished speaking, he took out a small porcelain bottle from his waist, bit off the cork, stuffed the mouth of the bottle into his mouth, and took a few big gulps with his neck raised.

Ling Duoduo looked rather puzzled. There were no stimulants in this era. The small pot around Fang Shiyu's waist was clearly filled with water. They thought that the escape process must be very difficult, so they prepared a lot of fresh water. Fang Shiyu At this juncture, I still have to drink water. I really don't know what I want to do.

Fang Shiyu took a few sips first, then raised his head and gulped his mouth. After rinsing for a few breaths, he stopped. He straightened his head and looked at Baimei who was waiting, and saw that he was stroking his upper lip with both hands very lovingly. His pure white eyebrows gave him three points of confidence in his strategy.

Bai Mei waited patiently for a long time, but still did not wait for Fang Shiyu to attack, he was a little impatient, and wanted to urge him, but saw Fang Shiyu spray a big mouthful of water directly towards him.

Bai Mei was so frightened that Huarong turned pale. She was a hundred times more terrified than seeing the scene of thousands of arrows being fired. She quickly backed away, swinging her hands in front of her body, trying to protect her face, and said disgustedly: "Oh, dirty! Dirty and dead!"

Fang Shiyu glanced sideways at Ling Duoduo and others, signaling them to take the opportunity to hurry up and run. He turned half a circle, pointed his buttocks at Baimei, and kept raising his legs backwards like a donkey pawing the ground. Dust.

Ling Duoduo remembered that when he was in Hangzhou earlier, Hong Xiguan also used Baimei's cleanliness to escape, he couldn't help but smiled knowingly, and nodded to Zhishan and the others first: "Several seniors leave quickly——Xiguan, take care of me!" Good Master Miao, he has completely lost his martial arts at this time, and I'm afraid he will suffer a lot on the way."

Officer Hong Xi helped Miao Xian up, seeing that he had no intention of leaving, he couldn't help asking: "Aren't you going with us?"

Ling Duoduo smiled slightly: "I can't let Shiyu stay here alone to fight Baimei. The two of us help each other, so we can be more confident."

This was a gap that Fang Shiyu created with great difficulty. It was not the time to speak. Although Hong Xiguan was worried, he didn't have time to say anything more. He nodded solemnly, and quickly left behind Yan Yongchun.

Even when Ling Duoduo was talking to Hong Xiguan and others, his eyes were always on Fang Shiyu and Baimei, for fear that something might happen midway. Fortunately, seeing Zhishan and others rushing out of the siege of Wudang disciples, they had already run away. Within half a minute, Bai Mei was still anxious and unable to dodge due to the overwhelming dust raised by Fang Shiyu.

Fang Shiyu soared into the air, flew over Baimei's head, and stretched out his hand to pull his face, landed on the open space beside Ling Duoduo, and said with a smile: "You don't need to give up any moves, just use your brain, don't need to hit—— "

He raised his hand while talking, and there was a twist of white hair between the index finger and middle finger of his right hand. Fang Shiyu smiled contemptuously, and blew into the air: "This one, I returned it to you!"

As long as there is hair on Baimei's body, there is hair of this color. It's really hard to tell which part it is. Ling Duoduo took a closer look and saw Baimei covering the top of the right cheek with a face of pain. Surprised: "You pulled off his eyebrows?"

White eyebrows, white eyebrows, as the name suggests, not to mention love eyebrows is almost like an idiot, Fang Shiyu actually tore off such a bunch of eyebrows directly, it is so pleasing to people's hearts.

"This is the first time to pluck off his eyebrows. Next time I will even pluck out his left eyebrow." Fang Shiyu said bitterly.

Ling Duoduo pushed out Feng Daode, who was tied up behind the back door of Shaolin Temple, and Li Bashan, who had his acupuncture points pressed, and stood in front of himself and Fang Shiyu.

Zhishan and the others haven't run far, and their time-delaying task hasn't been completed yet, so they have to argue with Baimei again before they can leave.If it's anything else, it's fine, but Baimei lost his eyebrows, and I'm afraid he's going crazy. Ling Duoduo put Li Bashan and Feng Daode in his hands, and he also intended to be hostages.

With trembling hands, Baimei touched his left eyebrow peaks respectively, and then touched his right one. After confirming that the eyebrows on both sides had indeed grown abnormally, he became furious, stared at Fang Shiyu viciously with widened eyes, and screamed: "how dare you!"

Seeing that he really wanted to rush over without hesitation, Ling Duoduo gently pushed Li Bashan forward in his hand, and reminded: "Don't forget, Taoist priest, you came all the way to Shaolin just to give Li Bashan and Li Xiaohuan seek justice."

He is reminding Baimei that the person you want to help is right here. Could it be that you can just slap him to death? Isn't that putting the cart before the horse?

Bai Mei may not have deep feelings for Li Bashan and Feng Daode, because he wants to send troops to Shaolin, and he always needs to find a reasonable excuse so as not to be ridiculed by everyone in the world for being ungrateful. The matter of being killed by a miss is a matter of fact.

In normal times, Bai Mei might still care about the decades of friendship between his brothers and sisters, but now, he loves his own eyebrows and is so angry that he can't care so much anymore. After screaming and screaming, he said nothing Said that he struck out with a palm, and went straight towards Fang Shiyu.

His speed was so fast that even if Fang Shiyu had been prepared, he couldn't dodge for a while, and only had time to push Feng Daode who was standing in front of him.

He originally wanted to use Feng Daode's body to cover him to buy himself a little time, but he didn't expect Baimei to become fierce and determined to put him to death. When he saw someone blocking him, he didn't lose his palm force, and just slapped him. On Feng Daode's chest.

Bai Mei mobilized [-]% of his internal strength, not only beat Feng Daode to blood, but also pushed him back a few steps, directly making Feng Daode's back press against Fang Shiyu's chest, retracted his right hand, and slapped out again.

Ling Duoduo pushed Li Bashan to the side, and flew to rescue Fang Shiyu himself. After holding him up, seeing Fang Shiyu's mouth bleeding, he knew that he was seriously injured, so he quickly summoned his internal strength and slapped Baimei hard, Shi Shi felt the internal energy flowing around his body, his eyes turned black, and his mouth was fishy and sweet.

Bai Mei saw that he had failed to take Fang Shiyu's life with three strikes in succession, and deeply hated Ling Duoduo for ruining him several times. At this moment, there was no thought of keeping him as an apprentice. Seeing Ling Duoduo grab Fang Shiyu and retreat, he immediately He shouted: "Want to run? Give me another palm!"

He brought up his internal strength again, and wanted to kill them both to vent his anger, but he saw a person jump out from behind and hugged his lower back.

Baimei's movement was blocked, and he couldn't break free for a while, and the palm he slapped missed Ling Duoduo's bald head. He was furious, and looked down to see who ruined his good deed.

Seeing Ling Duoduo and Fang Shiyu in distress, he rushed up without saying a word, not only hugged Baimei's back to stop him from moving, but also used his internal strength to punch his waist repeatedly. Acupuncture point, wanting to exchange one life for another.

The white-browed Hunyuan boy had accomplished so much, he didn't care about this level of attack at all, but he smiled coldly, yelled "seeking death", and without saying a word, he slapped straight down with his palm, hitting Zhishan's head hard. Tianling Gai.

Ling Duoduo clearly heard the crisp sound of bones breaking, glanced quickly, and saw that Zhishan was staring ahead with dull eyes, his mouth opened, thick blood was about to come out, but he still held Zhishan tightly.

He couldn't help but shouted: "Uncle Master!" After shouting, Ling Duoduo also knew that he couldn't delay at this time, gritted his teeth, picked up Fang Shiyu who passed out, forced a breath of true energy, and escaped with lightness kung fu.

Baimei broke free from Zhishan's shackles two or three times, and wanted to chase again, but looked over, but just in time to see Ling Duoduo disappearing into the bushes in the distance.

He chased for a few miles, but Bai Mei was not good at light kung fu, and Ling Duoduo was no longer seen, so he could only slap the century-old tree next to him in half: "Damn, I will want your little one sooner or later." Life!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Mei heard an abnormal voice behind him, turned his head to look, and saw a man in an elder's cassock carrying Zhi Shan's body away.

Bai Mei raised his eyebrows, and was about to take a step to chase after him, but saw Li Bashan, whose acupoints were tapped, which made it difficult for him to move, took a few steps forward: "Thank you, senior brother, for letting me out!"

Bai Mei didn't want to talk to him at this time, she was anxious to kill the Shaolin remnants, even though Ling Duoduo had already run away with Fang Shiyu on his back, looking at the situation, it was still very possible to catch up with the Shaolin elder who just took away Zhishan's body .

As if Li Bashan didn't see his extremely ugly face, he limped to look at Feng Daode: "I don't know what's wrong with Junior Brother Feng, I'm afraid it won't be good for Senior Brother Feng's furious slap."

Bai Mei knew her own skill well. In this world, it is estimated that Ling Duoduo and him could still survive after palming each other with ten successes. If Fang Shiyu hadn't lost a lot of impact because of Feng Daode in the middle, I guess it's dead by now.

But after all, Feng Daode is his younger brother. After Li Bashan said these two words, it is probably impossible to catch up with the Shaolin elder just now. After all, this is Jiulian Mountain in Shaolin Temple, and the Shaolin monk is far more familiar with the path than himself. above.

Bai Mei hesitated for a moment, but went forward to investigate, tested Feng Daode's pulse, and saw that the man was already dead, so he got up calmly and said, "Find some disciples to bring his body down the mountain. Burial him honorably."

Although this junior brother was pushed out by Fang Shiyu, he still died under his own hands. Bai Mei lost his mind in anger just now, but now he calmed down a little, and he regretted it.

However, Feng Daode has long since lost his right shoulder by Ling Duoduo and Hong Xiguan, and his left-hand sword skill is mediocre. It can only be calculated that he can only reach the level of a second-rate master in the rivers and lakes. Even if he is by his side, he can't help much. .

Now that everyone has been killed, Bai Mei didn't blame himself too much. He touched his right eyebrow and saw that a large piece of hair was gone. He was very sad, and he gritted his teeth and said: "You clean up the head and tail here, my lord. First go down the mountain and look in the mirror to see what happened to my eyebrows."

Li Bashan saw that he turned around and was about to leave after finishing speaking, so he quickly asked: "Senior brother, how is Xiaohuan? This time, brother went to Shaolin to seek justice for our father and daughter, why didn't Xiaohuan come with her?"

Bai Mei paused, turned back to stare at him unhappily, and said in a strange way: "Your daughter, I am really mad at you, she turned her elbows outwards, and repeatedly advised me not to care about Shaolin, what can I say? What stupid remark about "when is it time to repay each other's injustice"-I was so angry that day, I slapped her with a slap in the face, and drove her off Wudang Mountain, who knows where she went at this time?"

Although Baimei's palm is definitely not the same as when he hit Fang Shiyu and Ling Duoduo just now, it is definitely not easy to feel.Li Bashan's heart beat violently, he moved his lips, but he didn't dare to say anything, he could only say: "Senior brother is right, Xiaohuan has been soft-hearted since she was a child, when I get her back, I will definitely educate her."

Bai Mei sneered, turned and left.

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Ling Duoduo grieved in his heart, knowing that something bad must have happened to Zhishan, but it was useless for him to stay there, so he could only endure the pain and hatred and come down the mountain for the time being.

At first, he rushed forward for a certain distance in a panic and panic, and he was relieved when he turned his head and saw that Bai Mei didn't chase after him.

Ling Duoduo hurriedly stopped, put Fang Shiyu on the ground on his back, checked his pulse, and saw that it was almost weak, and put his palm on his back to send internal force there.

After a while, Fang Shiyu's chest finally heaved slightly. Ling Duoduo knew that the delivery of internal energy was just a sigh of relief, and it would not cure the symptoms at all. If Fang Shiyu really wanted to wake up, he had to go down the mountain to find Wumei The master healed.

Thinking of this, Ling Duoduo didn't delay anymore, put Fang Shiyu on his back again, staggered all the way down Jiulian Mountain with all his strength, and entered Putian Village along the path he had discussed with Zhizhi. Officer Hong Xi, who was in uniform, stood guard there.

Officer Hong Xi went up to greet him first, and seeing his pale face, he hurriedly helped Fang Shiyu down, lowered his head to investigate, and said in shock, "Why did Shiyu get hurt like this?"

Ling Duoduo shook his head, panting and didn't know what to say, he just waved his hand: "Let's go to the teacher to treat Shiyu first, otherwise our lives may be in danger."

Hong Xiguan looked behind him, and his face was extremely ugly: "Could it be that you two came down? We escaped a certain distance, and Master Abbot returned and said he wanted to help you. He..." Could it be that something unexpected happened?

Ling Duoduo moved his lips, and said with a sad expression: "Master Abbot died tragically under Baimei's hands in order to buy time for me and Shiyu to escape...I..."

Hong Xiguan's eyes turned black after hearing this, he took a few steps back and almost fell, he forcefully raised his breath and asked: "What about Master Zhishu, could it be that Master also..."

Ling Duoduo was taken aback when he heard that, and asked, "Why, did the master go back again?" The white eyebrows met straight, then it must be more ominous than ominous at this time.

"Yes, Uncle Zhizhi led us to the fork in the road going down the mountain, pointed us to a shortcut, and told me to stay here and wait for you and Shiyu. I couldn't rest assured, so I hurried back..." Officer Hong Xi After finishing speaking, he was also extremely anxious, and couldn't help stomping his feet and said, "Did you really not meet Uncle Smart?"

When Ling Duoduo fled from Baimei at first, in order to ensure the speed, he ran all the way down with his eyes closed in a panic, and did not follow what they had planned in advance. After confirming that Baimei did not chase down, he re-determined the direction .If it is said that it diverged from intelligence halfway, that is also very possible.

There were too many things that happened in the middle of the night yesterday, so I could only take care of the big head first and settle down the many Shaolin disciples before looking for other things. Ling Duoduo took a deep breath: "Then, you continue to wait here, I guess Baimei will go down the mountain soon, if you see Wudang disciples in Putian Village, then don't wait, you come and meet us in the temple on the top of the mountain, I will take Shiyu there first, and let Master Wumei heal him."

This method is not bad. Master Wumei and many Shaolin disciples have already settled down in the temple to wait for the news. Just as Hong Xiguan was about to nod, his eyes lit up when he looked at the front, and he raised his finger: "Look, look, that Is it Uncle Smart?"

Ling Duoduo turned his head to look at the foot of the mountain, and sure enough, he saw the monk in the cassock of an elder running down the mountain from the path. He squinted his eyes and said, "The master seems to be holding the body of the uncle in his arms."

This can be regarded as the only thing that makes people a little bit happy in the bad news. Ling Duoduo went up to meet him. Seeing that Zhishan was holding Zhishan's corpse, he raised his hand to take it: "Master!"

Zhizhi took a breath, held his hand but didn't know what to say, and said in a deep voice after a while: "Hurry up, let's go to the temple to meet many Shaolin disciples, and leave this place as soon as possible!"

Ling Duoduo saw that his expression was gloomy while he was speaking, and his whole body was on the verge of falling, so he mobilized his inner strength and hurriedly helped him smooth it out, and then said: "The master said so, let's go over quickly."

Zhizhi was in an extremely bad mood, so he didn't want to say more, just nodded silently, seeing Guan Hong Xi who was also coming up behind Ling Duoduo, looked at Fang Shiyu on his back, and asked, "Is he still alive?"

"Shiyu's aura is very weak, but his life should not be in danger." Hong Xiguan replied.

Chih-chih nodded, not wanting to say more, and took the lead to lead the way. The four of them came to the temple over half of the hill, and sure enough, they saw Shaolin disciples sitting cross-legged on the ground chanting sutras and praying for blessings.

Ling Duoduo walked to the center of the circle, gently put Zhishan's body down, clasped his hands together, and said in a deep voice: "Amitabha——"

Wumei closed her eyes, paused for a while, and followed suit: "Amitabha——"

Everyone knelt down one after another. Ling Duoduo and Hong Xiguan supported the fainted Fang Shiyu, and put him on the ground in a kneeling posture, bowing to Zhishan's corpse.

Bodhi's elder Zhikuan led the disciples to recite the "Great Mercy and Great Compassion Mantra" nine times, found firewood and piled it into a fire, placed Zhishan's body on it, and Zhishan lit it with a torch.

The fire was raging, and the flames licked Zhishan's corpse in a short time. Ling Duoduo closed his eyes and remained silent for a while. Seeing that the fire was getting smaller, he went forward to collect Zhishan's ashes and came to the small village surrounding Jiulian Mountain at the foot of the mountain. The creek is slowly sprinkled.

Zhizhi said softly: "Brother, I am afraid that I have already planned to die in the temple. Before you came out of the Buddhist scripture pavilion, he told me all the follow-up matters, and told me to restrain the Shaolin disciples. Before you have the ability to take revenge, you must not go to Wudang to seek revenge."

At that time, he still felt that Zhishan was thinking too much. Although the Shaolin Temple was burned, the difference in ability between the enemy and us was too large, and Shaolin disciples would not rush to Wudang Mountain without the slightest reason.Unexpectedly, in addition to the burning of Shaolin Temple, the enmity between them and Baimei would also include the killing of an abbot.

Hearing Zhihui's words, Ling Duoduo was thoughtful: "No wonder the abbot knows that Master Zhihui has the will to die, but he still asks me to persuade him several times."

Asking him to admonish Zhihui is just a cover, and Zhishan just wants to let him know what he is doing, so that he will not be too sad about his death today.Zhihui's awareness is also the awareness of perfection, and both of them have far more feelings for Shaolin Temple than others.

Wumei finished reading the scriptures with her eyes closed, looked sideways at Fang Shiyu who was lying on the ground, frowned and said, "Is Shiyu injured?" She raised her hand to put on Fang Shiyu's wrist as she spoke.

The dead are gone, and the most important thing is the living. Wumei and Zhishan young man met each other. The two grew up together, and their friendship is better than others. The grief in their hearts is great, but they still have to work hard to help Fang Shiyu diagnose the pulse.

Ling Duoduo raised his hand and slapped himself, cheered up and asked, "Master, how is Shi Yu?"

"I'm afraid he has suffered a very serious internal injury. The muscles and bones in his chest are broken. He will have to recuperate for a year or so before he can find anything else." Wumei sighed in her heart. Seeing Ling Duoduo's pale face, she patted him The back of his hand to show comfort, "This time Shaolin suffered such a catastrophe, except for the abbot brother and more than [-] monks who went to the temple with their bodies, there is no big loss. You have done a good job, don't be too arrogant Responsibility, embarrassing myself too much."

Ling Duoduo said in a deep voice: "I'm all to blame for this matter. If I hadn't been too condescending, thinking that Bai Mei would tie his hands and feet for Li Bashan and Feng Daode's sake, and make more thorough preparations, the uncle might not Misfortune happened."

"White eyebrows will be so disrespectful, it's something that no one can think of, and it can't be blamed on you - besides, don't you understand that Senior Brother Zhishan never needed your pity and pity, and died on the mountain of Shaolin Temple In front of the door, that’s what made him perfect.” Wumei gave him a reproachful look, “Sanli, if you sympathize with him, you’re insulting him.”

"I didn't, I was just blaming myself." Ling Duoduo couldn't help but smiled wryly.

Zhizhi interrupted the conversation between the two of them: "It is estimated that Baimei has already come down from Jiulian Mountain at this time. Although this place is remote, it is too close to Putian Village. Let's leave as soon as possible and save our vitality so that we will be able to live there one day." Revenge."

Wumei realized that her tone just now was wrong, she had unconsciously shifted her resentment towards Baimei to others, she felt apologetic towards Ling Duoduo, and softened her tone, saying: "My medicinal herbs are in the Plum Blossom Resort, so I definitely can't go back Take it, to heal Shiyu's wounds, you need a lot of herbs, and Junior Brother Miao Xian also needs herbs—you young people need to pay more attention to picking them along the way."

"That's natural. The teacher will write a list, and the disciple will let people pay attention." Ling Duoduo replied, and at the same time picked up Fang Shiyu from the ground, "We should divide into two groups, and one group will go to Fujian. The master abbot has been optimistic about the base area for a long time, and the other group will find a nearby town to live in, and when the news from here passes, they will send the books I smuggled out of the Sutra Pavilion to the base area and join the large army."

Zhizhi nodded and said: "This is easy to handle. You see that there are so many disciples here, and I can deploy them as you like." Ling Duoduo was Zhishan's most promising candidate for the successor head. Ye Dumen is clear, Zhishan is gone at this time, so Ling Duoduo is naturally responsible for initiating orders.

Ling Duoduo didn't refuse either, and replied: "It doesn't take too many people to transport the scriptures. Besides, many monks work together. The goal is too big. Most of the disciples still have to go to the base area. I will choose words and deeds that don't matter." Tai came out to deliver the scriptures to the disciples of monks from various colleges, and the rest of the people should go to Fujian in batches by the unworkable route."

After he finished speaking, he gestured to the Three Idiots and Three Precepts, and the two dug out a lot of wigs and clothes of traveling merchants from the small slope behind the temple.

Ling Duoduo watched them distribute them one by one, and said in his mouth: "I am not very familiar with the disciples of Shaolin schools, and I still need the help of a few elders to help me choose a few stable and self-protecting people. That's it, plus Xiaoseng and Brother Tong Qianjintong, six people are enough."

As the oldest Shaolin lay disciple, Tong Qianjin grew up with Ling Duoduo. He is extremely stable and has always been the steward of Foxin Xiaozhu.Ling Duoduo heard that he just broke through the Eighteen Bronze Soldiers Formation before Baimei went up the mountain, so he must have quite good martial arts.

Tong Qianjin naturally agreed, but Hong Xiguan hurriedly said: "I and Wing Chun can also stay here to help!"

"Your goals are too big, and many Wudang disciples probably recognize you." Ling Duoduo shook his head, seeing that Officer Hong Xi wanted to say more, he said, "Furthermore, among the disciples who escaped this time, there are still many They are disciples who don’t have martial arts in the missionary school, so they can’t protect them completely by relying on the master alone, and I would like to ask you and Wing Chun to help.”

Hong Xiguan nodded: "Okay then, I will send them to the place, and I will come to meet you immediately."

"Shiyu also wants to go with you, and I have to ask you to take care of him along the way." Ling Duoduo looked down at Fang Shiyu's pale side face in his arms, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Hong Xiguan immediately agreed: "Of course, Wing Chun and I will take good care of Shiyu, don't worry."

How can I rest assured that he still has such a serious injury when he gathers less and leaves more.Ling Duoduo moved his lips, but in the end he still didn't say anything, just nodded: "I'm sorry to trouble you."