[Comprehensive Martial Arts] After the host ran away from home

Cai Yezi: "Aren't you going to ask me why I came here?"

"The little benefactor came and stayed at night, and did not retreat until dawn, with a pure mind."

"Master, did you see me?"

"The poor monk saw it, but the poor monk didn't see it either."

"Master looks at the world with the eyes of his heart, there is really no difference between what he sees and what he doesn't see."

"Little benefactor's words are intentional, have you ever practiced Buddhism?"

"It's never been done before. I can't avoid it in the world. I haven't studied it before."

"I thought it was a guest from afar, but I never thought it was a predestined person."

A little vegetables, two bowls of rice, the two talked all morning, the old monk didn't ask Cheng Mo why he came, Cheng Mo didn't say anything, the two of them had a tacit understanding, Cheng Mo was not a real child, he lived too long The old goblin, when he is not serious, makes a fuss, but he has a lot to talk about when he talks about life growth, changes in the world, and the warmth and coldness of human relationships.

At the end of the story, the great monk nodded and smiled, and sat still. Cheng Mo yelled a few times and still didn't move.

Cheng Mo: It's over!Let me say dead?

System: Let's just say you're broken mouthed!

The system couldn't find out what happened to the old monk, so Cheng Mo had no choice but to sit with him.

Each life is different, each has its own suffering, and each has its own tragedy. If you think about it carefully, it makes people feel sad, and it is better to sleep.

The old monk woke up from samadhi, and saw that the child was sleeping very arrogantly, so he smiled helplessly.

Cheng Mo stretched his waist, and listened to the fists and kicks on the roof: "Master, are you so noisy here every day?"

"It was okay before, but many years ago, two studious benefactors came here to study every night. After learning, they competed with each other, and there was a bit of arguing."

"You are really generous, they are so shockingly stealing, why don't you catch them and teach them a lesson."

"Amitabha, the opportunity for meditation has not yet arrived."

The great monk liked to talk to Cheng Mo very much, and Cheng Mo occasionally answered a few words. The two of them seemed to have forgotten their friendship. Cheng Mo's lightness kung fu had reached a terrifying level, jumping up and down in the rooms of the abbot and the elders in the temple.

System: Have you found anything?

Cheng Mo: "It's very difficult to find her son. Human traffickers are such hateful things. If they don't explain themselves, the world is so big, and it's not easy to find someone. Know if you're still alive."

Shaolin Temple is full of smoke and fire, they have their own vegetable garden, which is lush and green, and the monks carry water up and down the mountain like walking on flat ground.

The sun on the mountain was a bit strong at noon, Cheng Mo squatted on the treetops and looked at those little bald heads.

"Hey, how much water do you think they have to carry in a day? This little monk has run dozens of times and still hasn't finished?"

A thin monk, not ordinary but very ugly, with a pair of protruding ears that are particularly characteristic.

The little monk's sweat was soaked through his robe, and his scalp was a little hot from the sun. He looked up at the sun, put down the wooden barrel, ran dozens of times and didn't even drink a sip of water, lying on his stomach by the river After taking a big sip, he got up immediately, as if he was being lazy.

"Amitabha."

"Little monk, how much water do you fetch every day?"

Xu Zhu turned his head and saw a child, he looked familiar, but he couldn't match him: "Amitabha, there are ten tanks in the temple, just fill it up every day."

Cheng Mo was running around in the temple, and he was very fortunate to have seen the so-called ten tanks. It is estimated that there will not be much time left for a full day.

"I just saw some people fetch water and run no more than a dozen times. Why do you run so much?"

"Amitabha, the little monk's aptitude is dull. In order to train me, the brothers gave me the opportunity. If the little benefactor wants to worship Buddha, he can enter the main hall. I have to continue to fetch water."

Seeing the little monk run away again, Cheng Mo also strolled elsewhere.

System: There are so few clues now, what are you going to do?

Cheng Mo: Cold salad, since we can't find any clues, just ask the person concerned.

System: who?

Cheng Mo: Others don't know the identity of the leading brother, but Xiao Yuanshan must know it himself, so I'll just ask him.

System: Come on, the two of you have fought several times, why should people tell you, besides, he experienced an accident and his mentality exploded, what should I do if I just call someone to fool me?

Cheng Mo: So conventional means cannot be used.

System: No, the law of space and time stipulates that ordinary people cannot be recalled.

Cheng Mo: Who said that?I remember that there was a kind of medicine in the past, which was a trick of illusionists. The person who planted the medicine would be in a state of mental emptiness and answer some questions.

System: This is a banned drug.

Cheng Mo: Come on, I don't seek money or kill, don't say you don't have one, I don't know what virtue you have, so hurry up and show it!

System: You have to spend money!

Cheng Mo: Just kidding, is this medicine placed in the mall?Why should I give it!

Facts have proved that it is impossible to reason with bandits and hooligans, and the system was tragically robbed.

The old monk said: "Amitabha, the opportunity for meditation has not yet arrived."

Cheng Mo: "It's unlucky for him, if he meets me, he will get it if he doesn't get it."

So that night, Fang Jiewa and Fang Jiewa were captured by both of them. They only needed a little incense, and both of them stared straight at their eyes. Cheng Mo knew Xiao Yuanshan, and he knew which one he was by looking at his figure and hearing his voice, but he had never seen the other one. .

Pulling off the masks of the two, they are both old men with white beard and hair. If they are ambitious, they are really old and strong.

Height is a headache

"what's your name?"

"Xiao Yuanshan."

"Murong Bo."

Cheng Mo: "Who are you?"

The two of them answered together again. It was really exciting to play a game of cheating one by two.

"Why do you steal lessons from Shaolin Temple?"

"There are many secrets of Shaolin martial arts, to improve the strength..."

"Recover Dayan, for the sake of the royal family..."

System: As a friendly reminder, the stronger the self-control, the less effective the medicine will be. You should hurry up and ask the important ones.

Cheng Mo moved Murong Bo a little farther away, and only asked Xiao Yuanshan: "Do you know who is the leader?"

"I didn't know it at first, but I found out later."

"Who is he? When did you know?"

"Xuanci, Abbot of Shaolin, I deduced his identity from Xingzilin." When he said this, his mood fluctuated obviously, and Cheng Mo quickly lit the incense.

"How did you come up with it? What basis do you have?"

"I fell off the cliff at Yanmen Pass and did not die. I had the idea of ​​revenge, but I don't know who the enemy is, and I have no clue. I have been running around for many years, and I finally have some clues. I remembered the fight that day. A monk had an affair with someone, and the woman gave birth, and the monk found a woman named Qiao Po to deliver the child. I saw the child was born, and I thought of my child, so I stole her child and put it in the vegetable garden of Shaolin Temple, intending to take revenge. I discovered martial arts cheats here in the Shaolin Temple, the stronger the ability, the easier it is to take revenge, and then about Xingzilin, I thought about it before and after, Qiao Po was the one who gave birth to that woman back then, and it is inevitable that the elder brother who is the leader can give my child to her I trust her very much, and when I think of the cheating monk, I have confirmed his identity."

This is a shocking melon!

Cheng Mo asked again: "Do you know who it is who instigated the Central Plains martial arts people to besiege you?"

"do not know……"

Cheng Mo rubbed his chin and wandered around: "Who in the world provoked the martial arts people to besiege you?"

"it's me."

Cheng Mo put Murong Bo in a corner, he suddenly made a sound which startled Cheng Mo: "Ah? Why did you do that?"

"His status is not low, and his martial arts are strong. Killing him will surely provoke a war between the two countries. The recovery of my Dayan is just around the corner."

"Bah! Shameless!"

Cheng Mo tugged at Murong Bo's beard: "You coward is too shameless, the bottom line of being a human being!"

The last piece of Mihunxiang came down, Murong Bo's eyes cleared up, he only felt a pain in his jaw, a child was pulling his beard, he pushed it away with his palm.

"It's over!" Cheng Mo turned somersault out.

Murong Bo hurriedly put on the face covering, Xiao Yuanshan also came to his senses, the two people who had been beaten for some years had unprecedented unity of thought, this kid didn't know what crooked methods he used!The kid saw my face!This kid has to die!

The light of the Great Monk was still on, Cheng Mo ran in and pressed his wooden fish: "Master, where can I hide?"

"Amitabha, the little benefactor has caused trouble by himself, so he should face it well."

"Okay, you're dying too!"

The two masters chased and killed them desperately, adding up to more than 100 years old, Cheng Mo really had a headache when he thought about it, the great monk seemed to be resigned, and made it clear that the matter had nothing to do with him.

Shaolin Temple is a place of right and wrong. It is not suitable to stay for a long time. Cheng Mo Qinggong has been practiced for several lifetimes. He can run like a flying swallow. He wants to go to the vegetable garden when it is over.

In the end, he was blocked by the two, and the two were merciless in their deadly moves. Xiao Yuanshan had suffered a lot before, and each move was more ruthless than the other.

There was a faint sound of piercing through the air between the two of them. This is the interior of Shaolin. If the fight continues, the whole courtyard will be beaten up. Cheng Mo looks at the gap and runs back.

The old monk listened to the sound of the roof, and tapped the wooden fish lightly. The courtyard of the Sutra Pavilion is very spacious. With a move of Cheng Mo's mind, the green light slid out, and the scabbard shot directly at Murong Bo through internal force. Murong Bo hid, The scabbard was inserted directly into the wall.

In the night, there is a faint light in the green light, and it doesn't retreat at all against the sword, just like a fish swimming.

These two people are really difficult to deal with, they are so forced that there is no other way, they use a move called Great Teleportation, Xiao Yuanshan's saber slashes on Murong Bo's sword, there is a clang!Break in two!

Taking advantage of the opportunity, he jumped, pulled off the scabbard and flew over the roof. The two were startled, and each chose a direction and left.

The old monk stood in front of the door for a long time, stroking the traces on the wall, the twilight in the dark night, he was fortunate to have seen Mingjiao's album when he was very young.

Qingmang sword, there is a faint light in the night, the sword