Forty-two visits to the old place
Lu Yunhan was surprised. He was followed by someone and he didn't notice it at all. If the masters in this world really have such methods, I'm afraid they can't surpass three!
He saw an old monk bowing and bowing. Lu Yunhan looked carefully and saw that he was an old monk with white eyebrows and a solemn appearance. It was obvious that his cultivation had reached its peak. Apart from the head abbot, the only other person in the Shaolin Temple was the reclusive Master Juetong.
When Master Juetong saw Zhang Ji, his face darkened slightly, and he said calmly: "Amitabha! This is a serious matter, so Master Zhang should think twice before doing so." Zhang Ji knew in his heart that such an intrusion was indeed an intrusion into the Shaolin Temple. In the forbidden area, knowing that he was in the wrong, he quickly clasped his fists and said respectfully: "This junior broke into Shaolin at night. I really feel ashamed of the kindness of the master! This junior apologizes!" After saying this, he knelt down and bowed.
Lu Yunhan stepped forward and said, "Master, please don't blame Brother Zhang. Brother Zhang was tricked by me into coming here, and he doesn't know the details." Master Juetong, who usually treats others with humility, turned out to be expressionless at this moment and glanced sideways at Zhang Jiyi. , said slowly: "If Master Zhang really cares about the common people in the world, please leave the mountain as soon as possible. Don't trust others and do things that endanger the common people." Zhang Ji was even more confused: Why did Lu Yunhan come out at night? How are mountains and forests connected to the world?
Lu Yunhan said: "Is this Master Juetong?"
Master Juetong replied: "I have not come down the mountain for decades. I never thought that the donor would recognize me when we first met!" Lu Yunhan replied: "If you have a good idea, I took stock of the famous figures in the martial arts and made a hero list. Master ten years ago Being in the top three, juniors will naturally recognize him."
Master Juetong smiled coldly, not caring about the hero list, and asked: "The donor is here to save people?"
Lu Yunhan laughed three times and said, "Master, who do you think I am? I'm not here to save people, but to kill people!" Master Juetong has so much cultivation and self-cultivation that no matter how big things happen, he must remain calm. Calmly, he didn't expect his face to be shocked when he heard this. Zhang Ji saw that Master Juetong was quite surprised, and he had a vague feeling in his heart: It seems that the important event entrusted by Lu Yunhan must be inseparable from the Shaolin Temple.
Lu Yunhan stepped forward, casually pulled Zhang Ji up, took a deep breath and said slowly: "In my early years, I also worked with friends who stayed in your temple. Not long ago, I learned that someone was planning to take a deviant step. It's a risky move. The matter is huge and I have ten thousand people who disagree with me. The only way is to remove the root of the disaster, and the martial arts world may be able to reduce the possibility of killing." Master Juetong did not answer.
Lu Yunhan said again: "It seems that the master does not believe me. I dare to ask if there is anyone in the world who can master this secret Suohufulong Bagua array and be able to enter and exit it freely?"
Master Juetong thought for a moment, nodded, and said, "What the donor said is true." Lu Yunhan smiled slightly and said, "It seems that Master believes it! I wonder if Master agrees or disapproves of this move?" Juetong said. The master nodded and replied: "If it is true as the donor said, there is some truth in it..." Lu Yunhan said: "Oh... hold on! Master Juetong is really compassionate. Since what the master said is reasonable, please also Don't make things difficult for me!" He was obviously the first to speak, using his words to catch Master Juetong.
However, Master Najutong still continued: "But I was ordered by the master to protect the safety of that person. I am here, I am afraid that the donor will not be able to fulfill his wish."
Lu Yunhan felt regretful: He and Zhang Ji had been living and dining together for so long, why didn't he tell Zhang Ji the details? If he knew the details, he would definitely help. This old monk has mastered Shaolin's unique skills. Now I'm alone and I'm afraid I'm no match for him.
Although he was thinking this in his mind, he said in his mouth: "You possess several Shaolin magic skills, and have mastered seventy-two unique skills. Your martial arts has reached the pinnacle. I'm afraid I can't defeat you in a single fight. It's a pity that you are chasing me alone. Come on, I don’t have any help around me. If I go all out, I’m afraid you won’t be able to distract yourself and call for help, right?”
As he spoke, his eyes did not leave Master Juetong's face at all, intending to get some information from Master Juetong's face to once again confirm whether he was pursuing him alone. But Master Juetong didn't see any movement on his face at this moment, and really couldn't see anything.
Lu Yunhan looked at Zhang Ji next to him again, and then he had an idea, and then said: "If Daxia Zhang takes action again, even if he won't hurt you, I'm afraid, master, you will never have the slightest chance of winning." Zhang Ji listened but He immediately faced a dilemma: If these two people really started to fight, should I help them? Who should we help?
Master Juetong raised the corner of his mouth, turned to Zhang Ji and asked, "Do you remember your promise to do something for me?" Zhang Ji nodded in agreement. Just yesterday, he personally promised to do something for Master Juetong. This was done to repay Master Juetong for his kindness in healing Xiaoruo. Unexpectedly, just one day later, Master Juetong mentioned this matter. He immediately clasped his fists and bowed, saying to Master Juetong: "If Master has given instructions, I will definitely do it!" Master Tong smiled and said: "I didn't ask for anything from others when I saved people, but now I have to open my mouth."
Lu Yunhan felt a chill in his heart: If the old monk asked Zhang Ji not to interfere in this matter, something would be very wrong! If he opens his mouth at this moment and asks Zhang Ji to stop me, even if Zhang Ji takes into account the relationship and cannot kill me, I will probably be unable to defeat one of the two in front of me. How can I dare to imagine the two of them joining forces? If I had known that today, my true love would have explained the details to Zhang Jiyan earlier, I would have felt regret again.
Master Juetong said to Zhang Jiyan: "I only ask Master Zhang to leave the Shaolin Temple and take his family down the mountain as early as possible." Zhang Ji felt ashamed when he heard this, and after a thousand words, he only said a few words: "Junior, I obey. that is!"
Lu Yunhan also didn't expect that the implication of Master Juetong's words was just to ask Zhang Ji and Zhang Ji not to help each other. In this case, Zhang Ji would not be in trouble. On the contrary, as he just said, compared with this old Zen master, he could not help Zhang Ji. Not even close. He cupped his fists and said, "After all, he is a virtuous eminent monk, and I really admire him."
Master Juetong asked: "If this is the case, will the donor want to try again?" Lu Yunhan was unwilling to accept it, and it was neither right nor wrong to answer for a moment.
Seeing this, Master Juetong took a step forward and said: "You have profound internal energy. You have already stopped any contemporary master. Breathing and breathing seems to be from the Emei sect of Taoism. I wonder if the old monk is right?" Lu Yunhan saw him. David recognized his sect origin from the moment he breathed and exhaled. David couldn't help but admire him and respectfully clasped his fists in approval.
Master Juetong said: "Emei Tong's back-binding boxing is profound and profound, and it is not inferior to the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin. It seems that the donor has learned it. The old monk is willing to learn from the donor. Let's stop. If I This old man's arms and legs were lucky enough to win one and a half moves, so I would like to ask the donor to go down the mountain with this layman Zhang, and not to disturb the pure place of Buddhism again." These words made Zhang Jichi unexpected. This old Zen master obviously has a profound knowledge of Buddhism, so how could he be the first to open his mouth and ask others to take action?
Lu Yunhan didn't have much confidence in his heart, but he didn't hesitate at all: "What if this junior is lucky enough to win one and a half moves?" Master Juetong chuckled and replied: "If the benefactor defeats the old monk, the benefactor will also win. You can come and go at will in the temple, and your life will be safe. The old monk will stop taking care of it." Zhang Ji failed to understand, and thought to himself: Hearing the meaning behind the master's words, if Lu Yunhan wins, the Shaolin Temple will no longer interfere. On second thought, it was absolutely impossible.
While he was thinking, he saw that the two of them were already fighting together. Both of these two people were excellent in martial arts, and their fists and kicks made no sound at all. Lu Yunhan didn't want to alarm the masters in the temple, so why did Master Juetong deliberately make no sound when he struck again? Zhang Ji couldn't understand the details for a while. He only saw that the movements of the two men were fast and slow, and in the blink of an eye, they had passed more than twenty moves.
That day, Zhang Ji was worried about the safety of Li Feiyun and Chu Jianghan, so he quietly sneaked into the top of the main hall of Shanlin Temple. Master Juetong was able to find him. Just like today, he recognized his martial arts sect just by breathing, and his cultivation level was obviously better. Above Master Fangzhang, after having a fight with him, I knew that this master's martial arts were unfathomable. No matter how deep Brother Lu's skills are, no matter how sophisticated his moves are, he is probably no match for this master who has cultivated for nearly a hundred years.
Zhang Ji has already seen Lu Yunhan's Emei Tong back-wrapping fist. It is a combination of hardness and softness, and is light and agile. When he strikes, he is as fast as lightning and as powerful as thunder. Master Juetong fired his palms together. It seemed that his movements were slow, but in fact, the reality was erratic and mysterious. It was the Vajra Demon-Suppressing Palm he used when he fought with him that day. Lu Yunhan couldn't help but sweat.
But after all, Lu Yunhan was young and astute. He was surrounded by dangers three or five times, but he skillfully resolved them at the last possible moment and managed to regain a draw. After more than ten moves, Zhang Ji saw that Master Juetong had not been cruel, and his anxious heart gradually let go.
Lu Yunhan saw that there was no hope of winning by cleverness, so his moves suddenly slowed down, and he opened and closed his fists and feet in an orderly manner and used belts and belts, and he built up his inner strength in a head-on confrontation. Master Juetong still did not change his tricks and used them as he saw them. Although Zhang Ji was not familiar with the Vajra Subduing Demon Palm, he took a close look at its subtleties. After another thirty moves, Lu Yunhan made a feint and jumped out of the circle to stop the fight.
There was a slight sweat on Lu Yunhan's forehead, he cupped his fists and gave a deep salute, and said: "The master's martial arts skills are so powerful that this junior is really no match for me." Master Juetong smiled slightly and said: "No, no, we are evenly matched. The benefactor's body is full of fists wrapped around his back. His cultivation level is even higher than that of Senior Emei." Lu Yunhan shook his clothes, cupped his fists and said, "You should obey your words, go down the mountain and leave." After that, he turned around and left.
Master Juetong put his hands together in eleventh salute and sang "Amitabha! You two go well, I forgive you for not sending me far away." After saying this, he drifted away. Zhang Ji stayed there for a moment, bowed to Master Juetong's retreating back, turned around and chased after Lu Yunhan.
Zhang Ji asked Lu Yunhan why he broke into Shaolin at night, but Lu Yunhan hesitated for a while. After thinking about it again and again, he said to Zhang Jiyan: "I didn't mean to deceive. I did this for the sake of my wife and two children. Now you have to take care of the family." "My wife is recovering from a serious injury. I have thought about it again and again, and I really can't tell you clearly at this moment. If Brother Zhang can be trusted, I will settle down my wife and two children together, and I will tell you clearly before it is too late."
After saying this, he let out a long sigh: "In the world of martial arts, fighting and killing are inevitable. You must protect your wife and children!" His words were extremely sad. Zhang Jizhi thought of his dead wife again, so he stopped talking and quietly returned. .
When he got up the next morning, Zhang Ji asked Xiao Ruo to pack up early. He also took a pen and paper and left a letter, thanking him for his kindness and apologizing again and again. He placed it in a conspicuous place and hurried away with Lu Yunhan.
The group went straight to Xiangyang, and the cold weather gradually subsided as the carriage and horses headed south. Three days later, a carriage and a tall horse clattered into Nanyang City.
Returning to the old place, Xiaoruo in the car had mixed feelings. Not long ago, he was the top oiran in Nanyang City and had to make a fool of himself in front of others. Now he is a wife, and his husband is a top-notch hero in the world. He has already passed away. They had a son and a daughter. Although they were not born by themselves, their blood was already thicker than water, better than their own children.
Suddenly her heart felt hot, she opened the curtain slightly and shouted to Zhang Jijie: "Go to the Hongmei Building and have a look!" Zhang Jijie knew what she was thinking, but still stayed for a while. Fortunately, there were fewer people on the street in the cold winter. The old horse pulling the carriage did not slow down at all. Zhang Ji shook his whip slightly, and the carriage turned around the corner of the street. He also knew the way.
Xiaoruo in the car felt indescribable satisfaction at this moment, and more importantly, indescribable excitement - this could be regarded as returning to her parents' home! Coming back with a man and a child, what else is it but going back to your parents’ home? Thinking of this, she couldn't help but hugged Xiao Ziyan tightly and hugged her in her arms.
"We're here!" The man she was most familiar with shouted. She straightened her hairpin and tightened her belt. She also helped the little guy to tidy up. The curtain was opened, and Zhang Zixuan jumped down first with a pair of big hands. He reached in, hugged his daughter and got out of the car. She didn't hesitate and got out of the car quickly.
The colorful decorations upstairs had long been replaced, and a word was added to the signboard, which suddenly became: "Hongmei Restaurant!" Zhang Ji first turned around to look at her, smiled slightly, and said: "Go in!" Then she called Lu Yunhan and walked in first. She hesitated and shook her skirt, then took Zi Yan's little hand and walked in.
The smell of food hit her face, and she heard a burst of noise. Looking around, the stage had long been converted into a counter for accounting, and the back was filled with pots and jars. A handsome young man was lowering his head. She really didn't want to take another look at the abacus beads, so she looked around for Zhang Ji.
"Mom!" A child's voice hit her ears, and she subconsciously looked around again.
"Come here!" The boy Xuan at the stairs widened his eyes and waved to her. She went up to meet her, and then felt the small hand holding her four fingers pinching her tightly. Xiao Ziyan asked weakly Said: "Mom, what's wrong with you? Is the disease attacking you again?"
She suddenly woke up, bent down and picked up little Ziyan, kissed her little face, and said with a smile: "Silly girl! My mother's illness has been cured a long time ago. She is thinking, what is good here?" Food, let’s have a good meal today! Can you let daddy drink some wine later?” Xiao Ziyan hummed and smiled happily.
She walked upstairs, but it was much quieter here. She thought it was because the price was more expensive, and there was only one table in the north corner. Zhang Ji and Lu Yunhan had already sat down on the seats by the window, and Xiao Xuan had already arranged his chopsticks out of habit.
She came back to her senses and smiled awkwardly at Zhang Ji. Zhang Ji also smiled slightly and said, "My wife is in charge this time. If there is any delicious food in Nanyang City, please have two more!" She said After greeting the waiter and ordering seven or eight dishes, he asked the waiter: "I wonder if the famous 'Plum Blossom Red' in Nanyang City is still for sale?"
The waiter smiled and said: "Hey! You guys are in the know. To tell you the truth, I changed the owner here, so naturally I lost the formula. The current 'Plum Blossom Red' stock is limited, but it is several times more expensive than before. Here!" Xiao Ruo said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, let's get twenty kilograms first, go and ask the shopkeeper to come, and tell him that we need to take some with us before we leave, and let him ask the waiters to move some out."
The waiter was happy after hearing this and went away happily. Soon a table of dishes was served, and several people started eating. Another errand boy brought up two jars. He turned around and saw Xiaoruo's face. He was so frightened that his face changed. His feet were unsteady and he slipped and fell to the ground.
"Mei...Miss Mei!"
Xiao Ruo looked up and saw that it was the person who used to run errands here. She often sent him to run errands to buy things, so she recognized him. Xiaoruo smiled and said, "Xishun'er, you don't have to be afraid, I've been married a long time ago." Then he pointed at Zhang Ji and said, "This is my husband-in-law!"
He took out a piece of silver from his arms, handed it to Xishun'er, and said, "Take it!" Xishun'er refused to take it, lowered his head and said, "Xishun'er took a girl in the past... No! Take it!" I have received a lot of benefits from my wife, but I really don’t dare to ask for this!” Xiao Ruo said, “Take it, I have a few words to ask you!”
Xi Shun'er slowly reached out to take it and put it into her arms. Without waiting for Xiao Ruo to speak, she whispered: "Since the last incident happened here and you left quietly, someone from the government came to say , if there were any rebels here, they sealed the place, and many aunts were imprisoned. Seeing that the situation was not good, I ran away. Later, after the prefect interrogated me, the original boss was beheaded, and some of them were better. The eldest aunt claimed that she was not guilty and wanted to relocate her to another place. In fact, she was picked and picked by the officials and accepted it herself. After the limelight passed, the prefect sold the place to his brother-in-law in the name of the government and turned it into a restaurant. The young man saw that the government would no longer hold him accountable, so he came back to continue running errands."
Xiao Ruo nodded and didn't ask any more questions. He took out another ingot of silver and said, "Go get a few jars of plum blossoms and prepare them. We'll take them away later. Also, you have to remember that I'm here today." It's best not to tell anyone about the matter, so as not to cause trouble for you!" Xishun'er agreed and left happily.
Lu Yunhan didn't care what Xiaoruo asked, he sifted a full bowl and drank it all in one go, shouting repeatedly: "Good wine, good wine!" He talked and laughed with Zhang Ji, eating and drinking for a while.
After having enough wine and food, I was about to pay and leave when I suddenly heard a noise. Two strangely dressed monks came up from the stairs, followed by a woman. Zhang and Ji met at the birthday banquet of Xiao Fanli, the eldest brother of Xianyun Village. However, it was the lay female disciple of the Emei sect who hooked her arms into Qiuyue.
The two monks sat down noisily on one side, and then looked at Shen Qiuyue, their expressions were extremely ugly, their eyes were bright red, but they were still charming. The two monks were dressed strangely, but they both looked the same. The only difference was that one had a bunch of fist-sized black beads hanging around his neck, while the other did not.
Zhang Zixuan felt strange at the table and opened his mouth and said: "Mom, look! These two weird old men are just like me, they are twins!" The two weird monks here looked at this side, and the one with the beads was the first to scold. Said: "Some people give birth to untaught wild things, fart, fart! Which one is like you?"
Xiaoruo became angry when he heard this. He picked up the wine glass in front of him and was about to throw it away when Zhang Ji stopped him.
The one without beads said "Ah!", stared at Yang Xiaoruo with his eyes, and kept shouting: "Oh! What a beautiful girl, very attractive!"
The one with the beads turned around and cursed: "Fart, fart! Other people's girls, do we have our own logo?"
Lu Yunhan couldn't help himself this time and wanted to stand up, but Zhang Ji stretched out his hand to stop him.
The other one chirped, shook his head and said: "It's different! It's different!" He rolled his eyes at the other person and said, "How do you know what you are doing?"
The two monks were just quarreling, and they seemed to have never seen the actions on the table.
Shen Qiuyue on the side was in a daze, but these words penetrated her ears. She suddenly came to her senses with a blush on her face. When she looked up, she suddenly recognized Zhang Ji and Yang Xiaoruo. She hurriedly clasped her fists in a salute and said: "Alright. Please don’t blame Zhang Daxia! These two master uncles of mine are easy to joke with, and they are so born, so they really don’t mean any harm!” Zhang Ji and others have heard of the names of the two crazy monks of the Emei Sect, and they must be these two without a doubt. At the moment He cupped his fists and returned the salute, saying: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!"
The monk with the beads slapped the table and shouted: "Shop, shopkeeper! Pour some wine for the monk!" Zhang Ji and the other two men could tell the difference clearly now. It turned out that the monk who wore beads was an insane monk, and the monk who didn't wear beads was a crazy monk.
The errand boy was replaced by the clever Xishun'er. Before he could open his mouth, the crazy monk spoke: "Shop, bring the best wine. The monk never pays for the wine!" The crazy monk added: "If you have meat, bring it up. , even the monks are not taboo!”
Xi Shun'er knew it was not easy to mess with, so he hurriedly brought two jars up. The mad monk patted off the mud seals, raised his neck and drank the whole jar in one gulp. He drank the ten kilogram jar in one go. The mouth of the jar was away from his mouth and he stretched his neck and burped, then he started to squeak and praised: "Good wine! Good wine!" Then he glanced sideways at Xishun's face and shouted: "How can two jars be enough? Feed the cat! Go get it again!" Xi Shun'er quickly turned around, and the crazy monk suddenly stopped him: "Wait a minute! Does this wine have a name?" Xi Shun'er bent down and replied: "Plum blossoms are red!"
The crazy monk continued: "Oh my! What a good name! Drink good wine, admire beautiful women, it's good, very, very good!"
The crazy monk also rolled his eyes at him, and as a retaliation, he raised his head again and swallowed it.
Zhang Ji and Lu Yunhan watched from the side, and they both thought to themselves: Although this crazy monk behaves weirdly, with his drinking power, he can really overwhelm most of the heroes in the world! They couldn't help but look at each other and nodded in unison.
