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He ran back and hugged the pair of Tian Huangyu horses tightly, and looked at Qiu Yihe warily, "Even if I can't help you, you won't take back the meeting gift, right?"

Qiu Yihe: "..."

Yu Wanwan laughed along, "Of course, no. Since the gift has been sent, there is no reason to take it back."

Seeing Yu Wanwan's general understanding, Tong Xin felt a little embarrassed, "I didn't do anything to help you, so I feel sorry for accepting such a valuable Tian Huangyu horse for nothing, why don't you fold it into a silver ticket, so I can get it for you?" You should also feel at ease, it is the most cost-effective not to worry about where to pawn."

"..."

Qiu Yihe seemed to have thought of a countermeasure, and said like a war: "It must be inconvenient for Master Uncle not to go to Hellfire Island. My Qinghai Sect is willing to go there on your behalf."

"Going on your behalf?" Master Benzhai said, "Shaolin and Qinghai have never been in contact with each other. If you let the Qinghai faction come here on your behalf, let alone the Miaozhen faction, I'm afraid that the martial arts comrades will not agree."

As soon as Qiu Yihe was about to speak again, Tong Xin jumped out, "That's simple, as long as I, Sha Lin, converts the Qinghai sect, it will be a family, and it will be justifiable to go there on my behalf."

Master Benzhai nodded, "Uncle Shi is right, as long as you take refuge in my Buddha, you are a family."

Tong Xin went over to Qiu Yihe again and said: "It's very simple, just cut your hair, shave your hair, and trim your feet in front of the martial arts heroes, then you will be a member of Shaolin."

"..."

If Qiu Yihe agrees, then the Qinghai faction will be wiped out by Tong Xinbing without bloodshed, and Qinghai will be Shaolin's horse boy from then on.

Tong Xin turned around and asked Master Benzhai, "Isn't it the turn of the enlightened generation to accept disciples this year?"

Master Benzhai nodded, "Yes, uncle."

Qiu Yihe and Yu Wanwan were stunned, isn't that the lowest seniority in Shaolin Temple?

Tong Xin comforted Qiu Yihe and said: "The seniority is a little low, but the future is promising. We are all old, and the presiding officer will sooner or later come out of your generation. The so-called...what is the so-called?"

A few people: "..." Who knows what you're talking about?

Both Qiu Yihe and Yu Wanwan were a little afraid of Tong Xin.

"I remember." Tong Xin slapped his forehead, "As the saying goes, a butcher who doesn't want to be a host is not a good butcher."

Qiu Yihe: "..."

Yu Wanwan: "..."

Master Benzhai: "..."

"These eight poles can't be hit." Duan Junheng said.

Tong Xin looked at Duan Junheng, and his senior brother really had no roots of wisdom, "There is a saying in the Buddha's words, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately."

"Amitabha." Master Benzhai suddenly became very nervous. "Sure enough, it's a Zen saying. It's just that we can't realize the truth of Master's words for a while because we are still in our infancy. Thank you for your enlightenment."

Duan Junheng: "..."

"Let's get down to business," Tong Xin said to Qiu Yihe: "Fortunately, among my eighteen stick monks, there are some enlightened generation, the head of Qiu, we might as well hit the sun and get ordained today, and we will be a family early." The copy is about to go out.

Qiu Yihe became a little angry from embarrassment, and his palms were like eagle claws, trying to pinch Tong Xin's veins.

Duan Junheng sent out his yang finger, directly hitting the Shenmen acupoint on Qiu Yihe's hand.

Qiu Yihe let go of his hand and wanted to kill again, and even Yu Wanwan wanted to use the hidden weapon she was good at.

Master Benzhai raised his dantian lion and roared, "Amitabha."

Zhen Zhenqiu Yihe and Yu Wanwan were so shocked that their blood was churning, and they hurriedly protected their hearts with true energy.

Eighteen stick monks poured in from outside, besieging Qiu Yihe and Yu Wanwan.

Duan Junheng also rescued Tong Xin immediately.

"How dare you secretly kill and injure my uncle, Qiu Yihe, you are so violating the integrity, but you are actually a despicable villain, not to mention Shaolin will not tolerate you, and Wulin will not tolerate Qinghai school in the future." Master Benzhai waved his hand, eighteen sticks When the monk was in place, the Arhat stared at him.

Qiu Yihe and Yu Wanwan also knew how powerful the Eighteen Arhats Formation was, because before the Arhat Formation was in place, Yu Wanwan threw countless hidden weapons, and the Thousand-Handed Avalokitesvara really deserved its name.

When the eighteen stick monks dodged, the two fled wildly.

Master Benzhai and eighteen stick monks went after him.

Tong Xin wiped the sweat from his brow, "No matter which side Qiu Yihe is from, the Qinghai faction's fig leaf of righteousness will be gone, and its reputation will be ruined. It's like a mouse crossing the street and can't make any waves."

Duan Junheng's complexion is still not good, "Is there no other way for you to reveal Qiu Yihe's true colors other than such a dangerous method?"

Tong Xin said honestly, "Yes, but it's not as fast as this."

Duan Junheng carried Tong Xin on his shoulders and went upstairs with a cold face. Their "evening class" lasted until midnight that day, and Tong Xin's "Jade Man's Heart Sutra" was terribly recited.

Fortunately, the martial arts heroes were discussing about Qiu Yihe very late that night, otherwise many people would not be able to sleep at night.

When Zhang Sanfeng arrived, he saw Tong Xin lying on the couch with his hands and feet weak, his buttocks sticking out, groaning.

"What's wrong with your butt?" Zhang Sanfeng walked over and patted Tong Xin's butt.

Tong Xin suddenly jumped up like a cat whose tail was being trampled on, and used his big fart internal force to drive Ling Bo Weibu to escape Zhang Sanfeng one step away, hugging his ass, "If you have something to say, how can you use your hands and feet?"

Zhang Sanfeng looked at his hands, the shot was not heavy, "Could it be that you really have hemorrhoids?"

"Master Zhang didn't come here in the middle of the night to prove whether I have hemorrhoids?" Tong Xin looked at Zhang Sanfeng warily.

Zhang Sanfeng chuckled, "Half of the Miaozhen School of Hellfire Island's charts, the other half is in my Wudang."

Hearing this, Tong Xin subconsciously touched the parchment in his arms.

"That's right, it's the one in your arms." Zhang Sanfeng was very sure, "Don't deny it in a hurry, I didn't think about taking it back, otherwise I wouldn't have traded it for a piece of snowflake cake when I was in Laoshan. .”

Tong Xin: "..."

"If you encounter any problems, you just need to remember that the five elements generate and restrain each other. Wood generates fire, fire generates earth, earth generates metal, metal generates water, and water generates wood. Wood restrains earth, earth restrains water, water restrains fire, fire restrains metal, and metal restrains wood. "After saying that, Zhang Sanfeng wanted to leave.

Tong Xin was stunned, "Are you leaving now? Won't you convince me to go to Hellfire Island?"

Zhang Sanfeng raised his head and looked at the starry sky, "It's only due to Dongfeng that everything is ready. It's up to you whether to go or not."

"I only owe Dongfeng?" Tong Xin was puzzled, "You mean that Luban chain locks will also appear at that time?"

"The heavenly secret must not be leaked." After finishing speaking, Zhang Sanfeng was there.

The next day, just when Guanqing Master thought that he would still be persuading Tong Xin to go with him, he saw Tong Xin walking in sideways like a crab again, with a sign hanging on his buttocks behind him, saying: Those who dare to shoot will die.

Everyone was embarrassed, "..."

52. To Hellfire Island ([-])

Even though the martial arts heroes looked forward to their early return, the master and apprentice of Tiandao Zhenren decided to go from Wudang Mountain to Wuhan, and then go down to the sea along the Yangtze River.

The itinerary is unhurried, and there is still a bit of interest in sightseeing.

After making such an arrangement, Master Tiandao euphemistically said, "Even if I waited fast, I would have missed the ocean currents that can reach the waters of Hellfire Island this season. It's better to go down the river and follow the currents all the way leisurely. Smile and watch the rolling waters of the Yangtze River pass by. A pot of turbid wine and a plate of green plums, I will also come to cook wine and laugh about the heroic things of the past and the present, so happy!"

Whether it will be fast or not, Tong Xin doesn't know, but when he heard that he was going to take a boat down the river, Tong Xin's face turned blue.

Finding that Tong Xin's expression was not right, Duan Junheng quickly supported him, "Xin, what's wrong with you?"

With tears in his eyes, Tong Xin said with emotion: "Pity me, people don't get sick on boats, people get sick on their own."

Duan Junheng: "..."

With emotion, Tong Xin plunged into Duan Junheng's arms like a wayward child, "No, no, no...I don't want to take the boat, let's go swimming."

Duan Junheng said: "...you can't swim?"

Tong Xin raised her tearful eyes, "It's fine if you know how to swim. Although I can't swim, I know how to do other things. Let's work together."

Can this also be divided?Is it possible that one person is responsible for paddling in front and the other kicking in the back?

Duan Junheng couldn't help asking: "How to divide the work?"

Tong Xin wiped away tears, "You are in charge of swimming, and I am in charge of drinking."

Duan Junheng: "..."

"Anyway, no matter what, I don't want to take the boat." Tong Xin said firmly.

Duan Junheng gently stroked Tong Xin's head, his voice was gentler than his movements, and he said softly, "Okay."

Tong Xin was stunned when he heard that, so he agreed?It's too easy.

Seeing the indescribable smile on Duan Junheng's lips, he immediately calmed down Tong Xin, and tremblingly said: "Senior brother, can you not learn how I peeked at you and smiled when you were taking a bath, it's very slutty. "

"..." Duan Junheng's smile suddenly cracked.

"You agreed just now. I don't want to take a boat, but go swimming. Don't lie to me." Tong Xin didn't forget this.

Duan Junheng told him with certainty, "Well, it's actually very easy. Just wrap a thin rope around your waist and throw it into the river. I'll hold the rope on the boat, and you can swim however you like."

Tong Xin said pitifully: "...Brother, murdering your own wife is the same crime as killing your husband."

Duan Junheng: "..."

Since they were not in a hurry, several sect leaders and sect leaders chose to ride in a carriage, while the rest of the accompanying disciples and subordinates rode on horses.

Tong Xin brought his own carriage when he came, so he didn't have to squeeze into the two rented carriages with other people.

Although Mrs. Yifeng is a monk, she is always a woman, and cannot share a carriage with a group of men. Therefore, one of the two carriages rented by Guanqing is for Emei, and the other is Tiandao. sitting.

Tiandao Zhenren and the others talked about the scriptures and played chess along the way, but it was not sad, but Tong Xin had a hard time.Tong Xin made a fuss every mile near Wuhan, exhausting Duan Junheng.

This is the last night before I arrive in Wuhan, and I will take a boat when I arrive in Wuhan tomorrow.

Looking at the crescent moon like a boat outside the inn, Tong Xin felt dizzy and rolled on the bed