Jiang Wen gently opened the wooden window, and the desolate mountain shadows in the distance nestled against the steep cliffs rushed towards him impatiently. The cold night finally came, and from the depths of the nearby bamboo forest, there were rustling sounds from time to time. All the sounds were transmitted to the ears, touching a tight nerve.
The closer it gets to dusk, the fainter the cold sun on Shigu Peak becomes, the thinner it becomes, leaving only a shell, with a pale yellow ocher color. It seems that the sunset is just a blink of an eye, and suddenly, when the gentle night wind falls on the mountain, In the empty mountains, the air in the surrounding fields seems to have become colder quickly, returning to what it should be like in the cold spring.
It's obviously just the mountain wind that disturbs the cold forest, but people can't help but think of the mountain spirit wood charm among the mysterious and strange creatures. At this time, she may be dormant in the darkness among the ancient trees in the deep pool, quietly peeping at this only light in the deep mountains. lights.
"Sister Shuang, I will go out to investigate tonight. Remember to keep the windows open and light the candles in this room. Go to my room and turn off the lights and keep silent. If something goes wrong here - you know what to do."
Jiang Wen pointed at the dense bamboo forest not far away and planned a suspicious attack.
What he means is that if someone sneaks up nearby, he will be attracted by the lights of an empty room first. Luo Shuang'er can buy time to escape by hiding in a room where she seems to be sleeping with the lights turned off. This is also because of her martial arts skills. When everything is lost, it is a last resort.
Luo Shuang'er nodded obediently, obviously knowing that Jiang Wen had something important to do this time, so she didn't say anything more.
But for some reason, her eyes were repeatedly entangled with Jiang Wen, looking around and hesitating to speak. This made Jiang Wen wonder if Luo Shuang'er had something wrong with him.
——In just a few seconds, Jiang Wen had already thought of more than a dozen reasons for polite rejection.
But after observing carefully for a moment, Jiang Wen finally discovered that what Luo Shuang'er was staring at was actually the left side of her waist. To be more precise, her eyes were always lingering on the pair of Han Wang's green knives.
"Uh... hold the two swords for self-defense first. You must know that you are pretending to be a lady, so you must not be seen."
It wasn't until Jiang Wen returned the two knives that Luo Shuang'er nodded with satisfaction. Without waiting for him to finish, she hid in Jiang Wen's room and put the door latch on with a click. Jiang Wen also jumped onto the roof with a light body. Looking at this magnificent Zen temple that falls into silence at night.
Before the mountain and the moon moved, a figure was already rising and falling like a falcon, swimming in the empty temple, blending in among the ferocious and majestic Vajra Protector and the unpredictable smiling Buddha and Bodhisattva.
There were ripples not far away. It was the evening bell of Sidtan Temple that was ringing. It was about to awaken the world with the sound of the Dharma. It was eighteen times slower and eighteen times faster. There was no stirring or intense smoke in the intervals between the bells. As expected, the sound gradually spread, from slow to fast, and also announced the deep sleep of the mountain temple.
Jiang Wen glanced around slowly and saw with his own eyes that after the bell rang, the lights in the temple buildings immediately disappeared, leaving only the mountain above the head, which was as big as the moon. In addition, the blue sky was like a wash for thousands of miles, and the moon shone on the ground with thin frost. When he looked up, he felt chilled all over his body. , making people suddenly feel chilled to the point of feeling deep in their hearts.
The crows bring the setting sun to the ancient temple, and the grass brings the wild color into the deserted city. This Sidan Temple is not ancient even if it is said to be ancient. It is only more than forty years old. The name of the temple inscribed by Emperor Tianqi is "Zhu Guo Xitan Temple". "Xitan" is Sanskrit, and its free translation means "achievement" or "benefiting all living beings". We can see the deep intention of the Mu family and the Ming court. It's a pity that in the short twenty years after Emperor Tianqi's inscription, more things were hastily ruined than achieved through universal application.
If you want to confirm whether the monks in Sidan Temple have evil intentions, the most direct way is to check the movements of the personnel.
Walking west from the secluded living room, Jiang Wen's figure quickly passed by the other two independent courtyards. Everything he saw was quiet. There were no lights in the house, and dust fell lightly on the windowsill. It had obviously been a while. No one cares about it, which is not the number of pilgrims that Sidtan Temple should have.
Looking further into the monk's dormitory, it occupies a quite vast area, and many monks have already slept in their clothes. The rows of dark and light colors outside are the shadows of the moon hanging clothes to dry outside the door. The monks seemed to fall asleep very early, and from time to time someone in the bed would utter meaningless belching or rolling over. Apparently, these monks chanted the Buddha's name day and night, but still could not overcome their ignorance, and were still entangled in their upside-down dreams.
Not far from the monk's dormitory are the Yunshuitang where the traveling monks hang out their orders and the dining hall where they cook. Many accumulated salary piles are piled outside the courtyard wall, which can be easily climbed over. Jiang Wen went in and searched around but found nothing. Several large stoves were used. It was empty, and I couldn't find anything to fill my stomach. Even the swill bucket was empty.
"There must be something weird about this temple. It's definitely not as quiet as it seems..."
The more clues there were, the more curious Jiang Wen became. He quickly explored most of the five major halls in the Sidan Temple, namely the meditation hall, the guest hall, the warehouse, the dining hall, and the almshouse. , he saw only the darkness of the night, the sound of everything, the morning bells and evening drums seemed to have remained unchanged forever, leaving only an empty meditation hall without any need to explore further, and no clues were found in other places.
"After ringing the bell, turn off the lights and go to bed on time. There must be no garbage in the trash can. You must stay in the dormitory if there is no class in the evening. Why do these rules sound so familiar..."
The biggest problem is that there is no problem. Jiang Wen is sure that his intuition is not wrong. The reason why Xitan Temple seems abnormal is that there must be something that he has not discovered. He stood there and thought for a while, and suddenly thought that since the problem was not in "people", could it be in "things"?
"...Now there is only one place left to go. Could it be that the clue is in the warehouse?"
The monastery's warehouse was so quiet that one could hear pindrops, which invisibly brought more difficulties to Jiang Wen's investigation. Fortunately, the complete silence also allowed some voices to echo in the warehouse without any hindrance. Jiang Wen's ears were closed. By attaching tiles, the sound can be transmitted softly into your ears.
Sure enough, there are monks on duty all night long in the row of warehouses. Two monks are sitting opposite each other in the warehouse, with an oil lamp lit on the couch. It is rare that the two monks are not chanting Buddha's name when the night air returns. Instead, they have nothing to do with each other. chatting.
"Sidtan Temple is becoming increasingly embarrassed, and various expenses are unsustainable. You and I have watched this warehouse become empty with our own eyes. What should we do in the future?"
"It doesn't matter, isn't there someone already here today..."
"There are only two people here today, not even a servant, but there are two to three hundred monks in the temple. Even if they are broken into pieces and chewed, there is not enough food and drink. I think it is just a drop in the bucket."
"Amitabha, after all, it is better than sitting in a city of sorrow. All I want now is a full meal so that I can see the Buddha one more day."
"Hey, senior brother, do you think the abbot knows who's coming?"
"Well, I've already seen it in the daytime. Abbot Hongbian didn't say anything. He just told him to wait and see what happens."
"Okay, then let's wait and see what happens. I think the abbot has his own arrangements, so don't delay important things..."
Jiang Wen lay on the roof and heard everything clearly. From the clues in these few words, he could also tell that the monks had ulterior motives, but these words were intermittent and fleeting, and there was still no way to know anything else.
But now there is no need to think too much. He is already being targeted. No wonder the monks in Tan Temple have weird attitudes during the day. Could it be that they are placed in the bamboo forest just to make it easier to attack?
"No, these bald donkeys have really set their sights on us. If a gentleman doesn't stand behind a dangerous wall, we'd better leave tonight..."
Jiang Wen stood up slowly and noticed that the voices in the warehouse gradually fell silent. Then there were footsteps patrolling everywhere, and two more footsteps were coming in a hurry. It was obviously time to hand over the shift, and the next shift was The monk arrived on time.
God is not as good as man, and now it becomes a problem to leave.
At this time, Jiang Wenzheng, who had heard the news, took the opportunity to escape, but found that the two people in the warehouse had handed over the keys and were about to leave. The direction they left under the moonlight was exactly the same as the way they came, and their movements The larger the amplitude, the easier it would be to detect, but their steps were extremely slow, and eventually they became an unavoidable obstacle.
On the one hand, he was afraid of stirring up trouble, and on the other hand, Jiang Wen was also worried about sudden changes in Luo Shuang'er's place, so he decided to leave from the south side of the warehouse, return to the direction of the mountain gate, and then go up the stone steps on the west side to circle back to the guest house. It was also a path. Clear path.
At this time, the mountain gate was pitch black, and the ground under my feet seemed to be lying across the sleeping sea. In the corners illuminated by the moonlight, there were gray-white colors gradually rising like waves. Only there could the black color of the night gradually fade, and I could barely tell where it was. Where are the stone steps in the temple?
However, just on the stone steps, Jiang Wen saw a man in black walking hurriedly at night. The direction he chose coincided with the direction he wanted to go. His movements were as fast as a running deer. He obviously had profound attainments in Qinggong.
"There is such a master, the thieves can't help but want to take action!?"
There were only lonely guesthouses and dense and secluded bamboo forests in that direction. The man in black in front of him was obviously suspicious of Wei Ye. Jiang Wen subconsciously made the worst plan and decided that the other party was an enemy rather than a friend.
At this time, the clouds were clearing and the moon was shining, and the cold light shone through the open space between the mountain gates. Since Jiang Wen could see through the other party's whereabouts, the other party could naturally see Jiang Wen's figure. There was no obstacle between the two except the biting cold wind. The reactions were quite different——
In just a split second, Jiang Wen, whose heart was ringing with alarm, stood up and wanted to chase him, but the man in black suddenly dodged into the path between the Langfang and the Great Bei Hall, trying to get away in a flash!
The cold wind passed by quickly, and Jiang Wen seemed to be able to feel the gradually accelerating rhythm around him. The accompaniment of his heartbeat and breathing became more and more urgent, as if the previously frozen scene suddenly began to jump. Although the other party's Qinggong was amazing, Jiang Wen He boasts that he is not inferior to others, but his only shortcoming is that he is not familiar with the road. After he connected the green bricks with two steps, he became powerful and leaped onto the roof of the Great Compassion Hall in one fell swoop.
The two of them were chasing each other, and neither could do anything to the other. The distance between them kept shortening and lengthening, and they could never get rid of Jiang Wen, the candy.
At this time, Shigu Peak was already in sight, but the stalemate did not last long, and the man in black suddenly disappeared around a corner.
In the cold moonlit night, there were twists and turns, and Jiang Wen was chasing after him. He saw that the Dan Tower suddenly disappeared, and a platform Danqi suddenly appeared, and a majestic building appeared in front of him!
Jiang Wen leaned on the railing and looked up, and saw that it was a majestic three-story wooden building with high cornices at the four corners. In addition, the wooden building was built on stone steps, which made it even more majestic. From a distance, the foundation of the building is solemn, and from a close look, the eaves are strangely upturned. The distance and near contrast each other, and the shape is like a phoenix spreading its wings and about to fly. The moonlight is solemn and elegant, which is obviously very different from the style of Chinese Buddhist temples.
Between the two main halls, there is such a surprising building hidden in the dark willows and flowers. Jiang Wen couldn't help but stop, but he heard the ringing of wind chimes beside the pavilion. It seemed that someone wanted to cross it, but in a hurry, he touched the eaves bell and wanted to It was too late to dodge, Jiang Wen clearly saw the figure suddenly disappearing into the door on the second floor of the attic.
Such a guilty-minded move naturally made Jiang Wen more determined to rush forward, chasing the black shadow into the attic.
There were no lights in the wooden building, and there was a strange feeling coming over him. He originally thought that this place would be an empty Buddhist hall, but after breaking in, he discovered that what was hidden inside turned out to be ten thousand volumes of Buddhist scriptures!
Behind the Yingmen, the rows of wooden shelves for storing scriptures are in order, and the scent of rue lingers endlessly. Even the wooden shelves are made of camphor wood, and the details are extremely moth-proof and anti-corrosion, just for the longevity of the scriptures. Save, but there always seems to be a smell of blood in the air. The sutra frame in the wooden building blocked the line of sight, making it extremely disadvantageous for the enemy to be in the dark. Jiang Wen walked sideways and looked left and right, then he held his uninjured left hand in front of his chest and slowly walked into it.
After just two steps, there was a clicking sound not far away. Before Jiang Wen stepped into the wooden building, the bookshelf in front of him suddenly overturned, and a black shadow appeared head on. The palms also attacked like an overwhelming force!
Jiang Wen was already prepared in his heart. He raised his palms to meet him and immediately launched a move with his left palm that was tightly guarding his chest.
The palms of their hands met with a bang, and both parties couldn't help but swayed. It was just that the man in black was too big and didn't pay attention. Little did he know that even if his martial arts was not weaker than Jiang Wen, as long as it was palm to palm, he was far inferior to Jiang Wenjiang. The thicker and more powerful the force of Long Shiba's palm is, the stronger the backlash will be.
But every gain must come with a loss. Jiang Wen, who was facing the enemy alone, was a little less agile at this time. Seeing that he had succeeded in counterattacking, he was about to pursue the victory, but for some reason, a clicking sound sounded again, and there was a sudden feeling of falling apart under his feet. His left foot was uncontrollable and fell into the floor of the Sutra Tower!
Jiang Wen, who was in a flash of lightning, also understood that the other party had deliberately broken the wooden board under his feet, creating obstacles at this time, and then exposed flaws in exchange for opportunities. No wonder the other party didn't look like he was running away in a hurry or choosing a way out before. It was obviously early. He planned to lure Jiang Wen here to kill him!
Jiang Wen had nowhere to rely on his feet, so he simply fell backwards. The man in black's fists and feet had been chasing after him relentlessly, taking advantage of Jiang Wen's hands and feet to be deeply restrained, and struck him with pain.
Seeing another unavoidable palm in his face, Jiang Wen, who had fallen backwards, slapped the floor and jumped up. Suddenly, he changed his routine and brushed his left palm like a cotton ball. The momentum came with him, and in the blink of an eye, he was He used a steady stream of thirty-six postures of cotton palm!
Mian Zhang Kung Fu is good at fighting, and it is very helpful in understanding the movement of internal energy. Jiang Wen has already practiced it to the extreme long ago, and it is obviously more suitable for him to use now. It can be seen that his technique is mainly based on the palm, and the movement is like a stretch, the movements are continuous, and the palm technique moves in a circle. Although only one hand can be used at this time, the moves are always strong inside and soft on the outside. From time to time, they are mixed with quickness, Quickly exerting force, even if only one hand and one foot are left, he can still fight the opponent on a par!
This situation was obviously not expected by both parties. In addition, they were facing the enemy empty-handed, and it was even more inconvenient to be in a narrow space. More and more bookshelves collapsed. I saw the two of them fighting faster and faster, their respective martial arts becoming more and more vigorous. For a moment, the cold wind blew, turbulence surged in the sutra room, and the sky was full of scattered book pages.
Jiang Wen didn't expect that Xitan Temple was located on the edge of the country and could hide such a master. His martial arts skills were even more bizarre. More importantly, he had been fighting against him for so long and still had special skills. He couldn't help but give him a high look.
The man in black, with the idea of attacking the enemy and rescuing him, first suppressed Jiang Wen, who had no time to take out his foot. Jiang Wen had to protect his broken arm at this time. After being attacked by the men in black, he seemed to be gradually weakening, and his movements gradually slowed down, as if he was becoming more and more difficult to resist.
"Good work!"
The man in black spoke slowly, his voice extremely hoarse and rough, as if his vocal cords had been polished on sandpaper. His sinister eyes shone brightly, almost shining through the sutra room, and then he used another weird kung fu.
The man in black's palm power was originally extremely strong, but now after thirty moves of fighting, he had clearly seen through Jiang Wen's flaw in the fight. His left hand swept straight for Jiang Wen's injured arm, and his right hand was wrapped in the wind of the palm and suddenly turned. The move was insidious and vicious, and it actually had a hint of being a master of martial arts. He opened Jiang Wen's door with one palm, and then hit him with a strange move.
I saw the man in black put his palm strangely on his shoulder, and suddenly he waved his palm from left to right, which was firmly stamped on Jiang Wen's heart.
After hitting the target, Jiang Wen's blocking arms instantly dropped, and he stepped back a few steps in anger, before leaning against the sutra frame to support his body. However, he no longer had any defensive posture at this time, so he It was as if a palm had knocked away the vitality of his Dantian, leaving him with only half a breath to hold himself up from falling down.
At this point, even if the man in black suspected that Jiang Wen was showing weakness to the enemy, he was still ready to take direct and ruthless action. The most feared plan of feigning defeat is to cut off five cities today and ten cities tomorrow. Even if Jiang Wen keeps his composure, he will inevitably suffer a big loss and even die on the spot.
The man in black didn't hesitate, and he didn't hit the vital points on his head or face at this time. Instead, he focused on the extrameridian point of the waist, and immediately stepped forward to bully him. His sharp and sinister punches almost reached close to the flesh!
"Swallowing the Starry Sky: Signing in to Become a God"
Although the shape of the waist side is difficult to grasp, it is very close to the source of force from the waist and waist. As long as the external skills of the hands are in place and the strength is sufficient, a master can be restrained in an instant. If you use some Yin force between your fingers and palms, , and can even directly damage the kidneys, and the injuries will never be recovered for a lifetime. Such sinister moves are best used to test the authenticity.
Jiang Wen was still unable to resist, but Han Sheng, the man in black, was about to use his strength.
The man in black had already grabbed Jiang Wen's left arm with one hand, and grabbed his waist with the other hand and was about to use force. But just when he thought everything was safe, a ray of silver light suddenly appeared in the sutra room!
The cold light came flying towards me, but only the body in black had extraordinary skills. It was only when I caught a glimpse of life in the narrow slit that the silver light passed by my face. The whistle that broke through the air fell behind, and the sutra behind me was firmly nailed. on the shelf.
The man in black dodged the flying knife, his eyes filled with murderous intent. He even wanted to kill Jiang Wen with every move he made. However, Jiang Wen, who was originally as angry as a gossamer, suddenly moved his limbs like a corpse to face Li. The man in black is only two steps away!
Although Jiang Wen only had one arm and could produce palms, at this moment, he was dancing with his left palm, right shoulder, head hammers of both feet, and even his chest, back, waist and abdomen. All of his moves were made with tremendous power. , even though the man in black had been guarding against his backhand, he never expected that Jiang Wen would use such a strange move with a full body attack at such a close distance!
In the blink of an eye, Jiang Wen attacked with more than ten moves at the same time. The man in black hit several moves in a row, and his body was instantly beaten with banging sounds.
The man in black's right arm was originally grabbing Jiang Wen's left hand. At this time, he had to turn around and parry. He used all his strength to resist the unexpected palm move. However, when he saw the fire outside the scripture building, he fought hard to sustain his injuries. After receiving a palm from Jiang Wen, he fled out of Yingmen and disappeared in place.
"Sister Shuang, didn't I tell you to stay still and stop running around?"
Jiang Wen raised his head and saw Luo Shuang'er's figure emerging outside the house, and saw the monks rushing up to the Sutra Tower with torches, and said with a hint of helplessness.
"If you had come here later, maybe I would have beaten him to death on the spot with the Ecstasy Palm."
