[Comprehensive] Famous Jianghu

The next day, after lunch.

Lou Jingmo opened the door of the underground secret room again, and found that the bald man on the ground no longer had the strength to venture into the inn at night.

Common Sense barely opened his eyes when he heard the door opening, probably because his consciousness was blurred, and he spoke incoherently, "Brother, don't lock me in the dark room, you should hit me, and I will light the fire well. No, you are a bitter mind." Master, you have come to look for me. I didn't really want to kill you, you did it first, why didn't you help me once."

The power of Guan Xiaohei can't be underestimated.

Lou Jingmo walked up to Common Sense, and kicked away the acupuncture points on his body, "You said Kuzhi wanted to kill you, but why did he want to kill you?"

Common sense escaped from Shaolin with a lot of internal injuries and external injuries. After another night of torture, he still clearly remembered the scene of him breaking into the Bodhidharma Hall for the first time and killing people that day.

"I fought with Kuzhi for more than 500 moves. Their arms were twisted together, and his hands were pressed on the Achilles' heel of my chest. As long as he exerted his strength, I would die. Kuzhi yelled and backed away. I can see clearly that his palms are divided, that is to use divine fists to strike."

Common Sense did what Kuzhi did at that time. He had seen this palm when he peeked at the disciples of Bodhidharma. With a slight leeway, he swung his fists first, and took advantage of the fact that Kuzhi's fists could not be retracted to block, and directly slapped his ribs."

Lou Jingmo carefully watched each of Common Sense's decomposing movements, and suddenly attacked his chest with both palms.

"What are you doing?" Common sense only saw that Lou Jingmo used the same cracking palm when he used his bitter wisdom to kill him, but at this moment he has no strength to fight back. Who would have thought that the expected pain and death did not come, but instead When it arrived, Lou Jingmo used this palm to back away.

Suddenly, a certain kind of possibility drilled into the mind of common sense, which instantly woke up his drowsy head, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

"Impossible, impossible. Kuzhi wanted to kill me. I made a big fuss in the Bodhidharma Hall and made those high-ranking bald donkeys lose face. He wanted to kill me!"

"Different from the beggars' gang, most monks in Shaolin know martial arts, the difference is just a matter of degree. Even disciples who burn fire can stop and have a look while walking in the temple, and they will not be expelled.

You don't have a master to teach you, you don't have a complete set of mental methods, relying on remembering the moves you have seen, and some inner strength methods you have heard secretly, you have practiced martial arts more than 20 years later.So far, am I right? "

Seeing common sense, Lou Jingmo continued, "You want to take revenge for being bullied and prove that you have the ability to enter the Dharma hall, so you challenged Kuzhi. Kuzhi is old, and seeing A monk who burns fire is self-taught, he didn't show too much resentment for being provoked, but he restrained every step of the more than 500 moves with you, and he didn't make a final move, do you admit this?"

Common Sense had already squatted on the ground with his head in his arms, staring blankly at the door where a ray of light penetrated.

"Unfortunately, it may be because you are self-taught and have no master's guidance, so you can't recognize the difference in the details of the moves. It's not the heart-cracking palm, but the disintegrating palm. Kuzhi hopes that your fighting will end here , don't hurt anyone's life.

I guess Zen Master Kuzhi cherishes talents, otherwise, once you enter the Bodhidharma Hall, why don't you let all the disciples go up and take you down directly.But good fortune tricks people, you think he is ready to kill when he is ready to kill, he can't dodge and loses his life, but you simply don't do it and vent your grievances for many years, resulting in Da Motang being seriously injured. "

"Am I wrong?" Common Sense was silent for a long time, and there were tears on his face when he raised his head. "I entered Shaolin at the age of seven. In those years, the five canteen stewards beat and kicked me whenever things went wrong, and even burned me with fire sticks if I went too far. There used to be a junior who couldn't bear the torture and fled down the mountain, but the world is chaotic. , where would I go if I don’t know how to do kung fu?”

"At first I was looking forward to entering the pure land of Buddhism, but later I found out that there is no way to ask. Dharma hall, Luohan hall... These are not places where monks who burn fire can enter. Asking others is better than asking yourself. Only by becoming stronger can you not be bullied by others. If he cherishes his talents, why can't he take me out of the burning house 20 years earlier!"

Common Sense asked hoarsely, but Zen Master Kuzhi, who could answer, had long since died under his command.

"All kindness and love are impermanent and hard to come by for a long time. Life is full of fear, and life is at stake in the morning dew. If people see existence and non-existence, they see their own nature and other nature. If so, they will not see it. The true meaning of Buddhism."

Lou Jingmo stuffed a few pills into Common Sense’s mouth as he spoke, and seeing him half-smiling, half-crying, he lifted his collar and dragged him out, “Didn’t you read the These Buddhist scriptures?"

Common sense didn't speak all the way, and when he was thrown into a normal room, he saw the peach blossoms blooming in March outside the window, and remembered in a trance that there were also peach blossoms blooming in Shaolin Temple.

Maybe one day in a certain year, he and Zen Master Kuzhi once passed by under the peach blossoms.At that moment, what he was thinking was to ask the master for help, to hold his breath to prove to the world, or was it just that the peach blossoms were beautiful that day?

Common sense murmured infatuatedly, "I'm just a fire burner. Apart from kitchen work, all I think about is how to secretly practice martial arts. I don't have time to read Buddhist scriptures."

By the window, Lou Jingmo reached out to catch a peach blossom petal, and asked casually, "You have already become a Shaolin traitor, and some things have already turned back to nowhere. If I help you avoid Shaolin's pursuit, what do you have?" What plan?"

After a while, Common Sense said uncertainly, "I want to go to the Western Regions. Go to the desert where no one knows me, open the door and start over."

"Is it the desert of the Western Regions?" Lou Jingmo looked at the peach blossoms swaying in the wind and smiled slightly, "It's very good if you think so."

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On the afternoon of the tenth day of March, the beggar gang meeting was successfully held.

The main task of the meeting was to elect the next candidate for the leader of the beggar gang. This important task was passed almost unanimously at the first time-the new leader was Hong Qi, who saved the disciples of the beggar gang in times of crisis. who?

Hong Qi was standing next to Lu Zhi in a clean seven-bag patched suit. He hadn't seen him for a few days, but his right index finger was broken.

Many people asked the reason, Hong Qi only said that because he couldn't control his appetite, he almost missed a big event, that is, he cut off his index finger to remember this calamity.

"This beggar gang meeting will select the next gang leader as quickly as possible, and it will probably end in a short time."

Lou Ke watched a group of beggars raising their hands to vote from afar. If there was anyone who was full of remorse, there was nothing to say, but Zhou Botong bluntly said that he missed the fight with Shaolin, and he was still sulking in the front row.

Lou Ke didn't care about Zhou Botong's childishness, what he cared about was that Lou Jingmo actually saved the common sense that caused the two factions to fight under the nose of Shaolin and the Beggar Gang. "Are you sure you want to help him establish a sect in the Western Regions?"

"Isn't it good? The Western Regions are vast, and we have spent many years of hard work. How could it be possible for Ouyang Feng to be cheap. Some people want to start the Vajra Gate from scratch, so why not?"

Lou Jingmo looked at Ku Hui, who was a representative of Shaolin on the high platform, and said, "Brother, believe it or not, there is not only one person who went to the Western Regions. Ku Zhi is dead, and the Bodhidharma is in decline. If those eminent monks of the bitter generation are really We are united for the sake of Shaolin, why would Xincheng lead the arresting team to make trouble. People's hearts are fluctuating, and Shaolin's Buddhist heart has been messed up."

On the high platform, Ku Hui's eyes were full of sadness.He had already traveled to Shaolin once, and talked with the senior monks in the temple about the conflict between Xincheng's arrest team and the beggar gang, and more importantly, the discussion about the future of Bodhidharma Hall and the management of the temple revealed by common sense. big problem.

However, the discussion among a group of eminent monks turned into a dispute, and later each hall blamed each other, all in a state of buck-passing.Kuzhi died, as if taking Shaolin's wisdom away.A wise man knows the sun, and what he sees is knowledge, but why a group of eminent monks turn a blind eye to the problems of Shaolin.

Ku Hui kept twisting the Buddha beads. He used the word Hui as a dharma name to comprehend the great supernatural powers with his heart, but now Shaolin made his heart more and more bitter, so bitter that he couldn't feel anything else.

Lou Ke couldn't see Ku Hui's expression in the distance, but he already understood Lou Jingmo's intention, he stretched out three fingers, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

Now the more sober Ku Hui is, the more likely he can't stand the infighting in Shaolin and leave, and he will go away to establish his own sect elsewhere.If Kuhui is persuaded to establish Shaolin in the Western Regions in the desert, then another faction in the Western Regions can control the White Camel Villa, and at the same time, it can also restrain the common-sense Vajra Sect.

"I want to move people with sincerity, Zen Master Ku Hui will not refuse, just like common sense, if you want to develop the Vajra Sect, you must have people who are familiar with the Western Regions. For the development of the sect, it is not enough to have martial arts, you need people, land, and money. It is the place where we can cooperate with us to benefit both.”

Lou Ke suddenly planned to ask Ouyang Zheng to help him, thinking that Ouyang Zheng would like such an interesting thing.With the development of King Kongmen and Shaolin in the Western Regions, Xiaolou Chun is hidden behind the two, and the business roads in the Desert of the Western Regions are by no means the only world of White Camel Villa.

As for how to persuade Ku Hui?

On the first night of the beggar gang meeting, Lou Jingmo and Ku Hui had already left for Shaolin overnight.

The changes in Bodhidharma Hall cannot be concealed within a certain range, and disabled and seriously ill Shaolin disciples need famous doctors to heal them.Lou Jingmo took the initiative to hand out a greeting card to express her kindness, and Ku Hui gratefully asked her to leave as soon as possible.

After more than a month of treatment, the condition of the monks stabilized, but the civil strife in Shaolin never stopped, and Ku Hui decided to go to the Western Regions to establish a branch of Shaolin amidst grief and anger.

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When Xiaoman arrives, the flowers are not fully bloomed and the moon is not yet full.

Lou Jingmo sent Kuhui to the caravan heading west, and she also received a letter from Lou Ke at the foot of Songshan Mountain, saying that she had left with Ouyang Zheng half a month ago when she talked about common sense.

"Brother Wei wanted to say a few more words about this conspiracy in the Western Regions, Xiao Liu has worked so hard, but he stopped as soon as he wrote the pen.Since this is a joy, you and I never feel hard, so very good. '

Lou Ke mentioned that Luoyang Lu Gang leader and several people agreed on the cooperation between Xiao Louchun and the Beggar Gang.In addition, Common Sense's route to the west is completely different from Ku Hui's, and the destinations of the two are also far apart. The two brothers and sisters have already delineated their places. 'Finally, the wooden box accompanying the letter was sent to you by brother Huang, and it will be sent to Luoyang, so I will forward it here. '

Lou Jingmo curiously opened the wooden box Huang Yaoshi sent. It looked about the size of a paperweight. Inside was a wooden folding fan and a text message.

Huang Yaoshi wrote that he had accidentally obtained a piece of iron birch, which was not as good as a knife and a gun as a weapon.He already had a jade flute and didn't like wooden fans being dull, so he made it into a folding fan and gave it away.

This passage was written by Huang Yaoshi, without any mention of the extreme preciousness of iron birch and the extreme difficulty of processing it into fans.And he knew that Lou Jingmo was near Luoyang, because the whole story of the fake medicine case in Bianliang spread to Jiangnan.

'I ran into the stupid Zhu Cai near Gusu and killed him.Poison is not safe enough after all, that kind of person is doing everything he can to get rid of evil, so you shouldn't be too merciful. '

"Be kind and soft?" Lou Jingmo looked at the four words on Huang Yaoshi's letter and laughed.Glancing at the planning map of Xiaolouchun's Western Region forces that she had just drawn on the desk, there were three different lines and some related annotations on it, so she threw the paper into the brazier and burned it clean.

Before the tongue of fire engulfed it, one could vaguely see the last seven-character cursive written by Lou Jingmo-turning hands to cover clouds and rain.