Jing Kuanren sneered and said, "Old monk Shenhui, you finally showed up."
The old monk put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, I haven't seen you for a long time. Are you still so persistent in worldly affairs?"
Jiang Shuo had met Shenhui once. Looking through the moonlight, he saw that the old monk who came was tall, with big ears facing the wheel, a straight nose and a wide mouth. He was the same eminent monk Shenhui he had seen at Xixi Villa that day.
Jing Kuanren's kung fu lies in his smallness and quickness. At this moment, he was surrounded by monks, but he could not use the technique of "Zhi Neng Yi". Although the internal strength of the monks was divided into strong and weak, they formed a formation to help each other. Jing Kuanren How can Ren break out?
Dugu Xiang shouted: "Old blind man, what kind of scripture did you steal that is so important? You would rather give up your life to take it than hand it over?"
Jiang Shuo also advised: "Yes, Senior Jing, no matter how good this scripture is, it was stolen after all. Why not give it to the original owner? I think Master Shenhui and the masters of the Shaolin Sect are all accomplished monks. If you hand over the scripture, he will keep his promise and will not embarrass you again."
Jing Kuanren was still fighting the trapped beast, turning sharply on the ground, using all his moves to greet the three downwards. He frequently used sinister moves on his hands, such as teasing and digging, and he did everything to the best of his ability. The monks couldn't help but see it. Shaking his head, he opened the circle from a distance, trapping him in the middle and not fighting with him. Jing Kuanren kept his hands on him, but cursed in his mouth: "What does this little beast know? How do you know he is wise?" If the eminent monk is really up to the task, ask him to pray for rain. If he is able to do so, I will hand over the scriptures immediately."
Jiang Shuo said: "Ah...that's not what I meant by being right..."
Dugu Xiang scolded: "Old blind man, why don't you know good from good? I, Brother Shuo, have good intentions. If you don't give it now, you will be slapped to death by each of these great monks. In the end, the scriptures were also searched by them." Go? What’s the point if you’re going to die now if you don’t pay back?”
Jing Kuanren laughed strangely and said, "Do you think I'm stupider than a pig? I'm smarter than a monkey. How could I have a scripture on my body? It's naturally hidden in a secret place. If these bald donkeys take pictures of me, If Bian is beaten to death, then you will never be able to find the scriptures again!"
Dugu Xiang chuckled and said, "In that case, why are you hiding? You should hit their palms with your head to see if they dare to kill you?"
The monks couldn't help but be stunned after hearing this, but they actually took action slowly, lest they accidentally beat him to death and lose the whereabouts of the scriptures.
When Jing Kuanren saw this, with a thought in his mind, he rushed forward and hit Shenhui's palm with his head. Shenhui was taken aback and really didn't dare to slap his head with his palm. He was afraid that Jing Kuanren would really He hid the scriptures elsewhere. Secondly, he was an eminent monk who had attained enlightenment and was unwilling to kill anyone unless absolutely necessary.
When Jing Kuanren saw that this move was indeed effective, he suddenly became worried, gritted his teeth and became fierce. He put his hands behind his back and used his head to find the palms of the monks. The monks had nothing to do with his scoundrel attack. However, they were forced to retreat frequently, and the formation was immediately in chaos.
The group of monks were forced to panic by Jing Kuanren, and they all complained in their hearts that the little girl was talking nonsense. They had poor concentration and scolded Dugu Xiang: "Little girl, don't talk nonsense and tell the old thief to go away. I want you to look good." .”
Dugu Xiang made a face and said, "Why, you are not as good as others, but you want to anger this heroine?"
The monk scolded: "What are you doing that a chivalrous person should do? How dare you not be ashamed and call yourself a female chivalrous person?"
Dugu Xiang said displeased: "Hey...I wanted to teach you a way to win, but you scold me like this, thief bald, so I won't tell you any more."
Shen Jian met Dugu Xiang before, and today she saw the weapon with a white cord and silver ball tied around her waist. She knew that she was the daughter of the Dugu family. She had been a ghost since she was a child. She also knew that Jiang Shuo was the leader of the Jianghu Alliance, but she didn't know why. He has grown from a young boy who didn't know martial arts to a top master now. While dodging Jing Kuanren, he clasped his hands and said, "Previously, the disciples' words had offended me a lot. I hope Xiang'er will forgive me. It's just that Jing Tanyue stole the scriptures and We have a great connection with this sect, if Xiang'er has any way to control him, I hope you can tell me."
Dugu Xiang said: "Well, I still like to hear what a great monk like you says, so let me give you a few pointers."
She was so disrespectful to the Shenhui, and the monks couldn't help but curse. However, the monks usually eat fast and chant Buddha, but they don't use any vicious words when they curse, and they have no power. Dugu Xiang doesn't take it seriously. He smiled and said to God: "
I said, great monk, can you do acupuncture? The kind that doesn't move after one hit? "
A word awakened the dreamer. When Dugu Xiang was speaking, Jing Kuanren was bumping into Shenhui. They both heard Dugu Xiang's words at the same time. Shenhui shouted "Hello", changed his palms to fingers, and pointed at Jing Kuanren. At the Yutang point on his chest, Jing Kuanren shouted something bad. However, he had been too confident before and put his hands behind his back. Now he wanted to parry but it was too late. He was stabbed by Shenhui's finger and immediately fell to the ground. Unable to move.
Jing Kuanren couldn't move his body, but he could still move his mouth. He kept cursing: "Little ***, you are doing such a disservice... you tricked me into being captured."
Dugu Xiang rolled his eyes and said, "I just asked you to try and see if he dares to kill you. You see, he really doesn't dare. It's just that the great monk acted mischievously and tapped your acupuncture points. There's nothing I can do about it."
The god will help Jing Kuanren up, but he does not understand his acupuncture points. He said warmly: "Jing Tanyue has offended Wanwang Haihan many times. It is useless to take Tanyue's scriptures away, but it has a great influence on our sect and the world. We and others It must be recovered.”
Dugu Xiang asked curiously: "What martial arts secret book is so powerful? Will you be invincible after learning it? It is so powerful, why don't you learn it, great monk?" He then said: "No, no... if it is a martial arts secret book, why does it say Is it useless for the old blind man to take it? Can’t he practice this skill if he is blind? I think he can practice other skills quite well..."
Dugu Xiang was still muttering nonsense, and a monk scolded him: "You are such a shameless little girl, how can you inquire about other sect's secrets?"
It was this monk who scolded Dugu Xiang just now. Dugu Xiang said angrily: "You crazy monk, you are so rude." The monk's eyes flashed as his body swayed. Dugu Xiang was already very close, and he hit him on the right cheek with his backhand. A slap in the face, and by the time the monk reacted, Dugu Xiang had floated back to where he was. He couldn't believe that the delicate girl in front of him could have such light skills. He was dazed for a moment, pointed at himself and said, "Did you hit me?"
Xiang'er said with a smile, "Didn't you see clearly? I'll call you again." As he said that, his figure swayed again, and he hit him on the right side of his face again. The monk was prepared this time and raised his hand. He faced outwards, but Dugu Xiang's slap was a false move. With a flick of his hand, the other hand slapped him on the left cheek again, and before the monk could fight back, he returned to the original position.
The monk said angrily: "Little ***, what kind of magic did you use?" As he said that, he rushed forward. When Dugu Xiang saw him rushing towards him, he pretended to be afraid, held his head and squatted down and said, "Ah, don't hit me."
The monk lowered his head and saw that under the moonlight, Dugu Xiang had a graceful figure, a peach-shaped face, frowning eyebrows, and eyes that looked like tears but not tears. She was clearly still an underage girl with a different pregnancy. He couldn't help but froze for a moment and said: "Ah, this... this..." The slap was hanging in the air but could not be struck. Unexpectedly, Dugu Xiang suddenly jumped up and slapped him again with a "pop" sound. This sound was extremely loud and clear. It was true that this monk had no clue. He was on guard and was hit by Dugu Xiang, causing his right cheek to become swollen.
The monk was so embarrassed that he saw that Dugu Xiang had fled far away again. He was obviously angry, his beard was bulging, blue veins were pulsing on his forehead, but there were fifteen red fingerprints on his face, five on the left and ten on the right. , looks quite funny.
Jiang Shuo saw his sleeves fluttering when he was in full swing, and knew that his internal strength was superior to Xiang'er's. Although Xiang'er slapped him three times, but when he was about to make a move, he was definitely no match for him. He stood in front of Dugu Xiang to prevent the monk from attacking. However, Shen Hui came up and pressed the monk's shoulder and said, "Tan Yi, he spoke uncontrollably and was beaten. After that, he became angry and was slapped three times by the little girl. If you don't think about your own mistakes, why are you still angry?"
The monk named "Tan Yi" had an epiphany after hearing this, and clasped his hands together and said, "Master taught me that Tan Yi knew he was wrong." He then clasped his hands to Dugu Xiang and said, "Little girl, you don't have to be afraid, I won't hit you. "
Dugu Xiang hid behind Jiang Shuo, blinked and said, "Master, are you really not angry anymore?"
Tan Yiben was also quite accomplished in cultivation. At this moment, his anger had calmed down. He put his hands together and praised: "Amitabha, the little girl's three palms are like a wake-up call to help the young monk practice Zen and enlightenment. It's too late for me to thank you, so how can I be angry again?"
When the monks heard the words, they clasped their hands together and said, "It's so joyful to see the nature of the mind in a sudden clarity, and I'm happy to praise you."
The Shaolin sect is all Zen, which is quite different from ordinary Buddhist schools. Jiang Shuo and Dugu Xiang were confused after hearing this. They didn't know what they liked or praised.
, but it is always good to resolve a dispute. Jiang Shuo also said to Dugu Xiang: "Xiang'er, please don't be shy. You are all eminent monks of Shaolin Temple. You cannot be humiliated."
Dugu Xiang stuck out his tongue again and said, "Oh, I know."
Shen Hui folded his hands to Dugu Xiang and said, "Is this little girl the daughter of the Dugu family, Xiang'er?" It turned out that he had just discovered that Dugu Xiang's movement technique was the Dugu family's unique light skill "Flying Swallow Crossing the Star Step", which was only a female top ten. Eight changes, Xiang'er and three years ago were completely different, and Shenhui didn't dare to recognize each other for a while.
Dugu Xiang said, "I am Xiang'er. Dugu asked, is it my grandfather, the great monk Shenhui, how is he always doing?"
Tan Yiyi said: "It turns out she is the granddaughter of Senior Dugu. No wonder her kung fu is already so good at such a young age. Fortunately, my uncle stopped me, and Tan Yi was almost rude."
The god will ask: "Xiang'er, how did you come to this far north? How is your grandfather?"
Dugu Xiang's mind reminded him, and suddenly he remembered it, and he was about to cry: "My grandpa is gone..." This time, his eyes were really red.
Shen Hui quickly comforted him with gentle words: "Xian'er, don't be sad. Senior Lonely is very skilled in martial arts, so there shouldn't be any accidents."
Duguxiang said: "But I don't know where he went."
Jing Kuanren was sitting on the ground with two monks holding his shoulders, and said, "Are you talking about that old man who has excellent Qinggong?"
Dugu Xiang said, "Have you seen him?"
Jing Kuanren's eyes were filled with white gleams, and he said, "You have scolded a blind man so many times, how come you have forgotten that I am a blind man? How can a blind man see people?"
Dugu Xiang was eager to know the whereabouts of his grandfather, and did not dare to choke him back. He said softly: "Mr. Jing, please forgive me. Please tell me where the old man with excellent qinggong went. Did he also go into the forest?"
Jing Kuanren snorted and said, "He arrived before you. Although I can't see, I can hear his faint footsteps. This old man looks like a ghost. I have never seen him achieve such a high level of lightness." At first, such a person thought he had seen a ghost, but he did not enter the dark forest. The old man met a group of warriors outside the forest, probably about a hundred people. He talked to the other old man leading them for a while, until It was then that I knew for sure that he was a human being and not a monster, and later the two of them left together."
Jiang Shuo was surprised when he heard this and said, "Is it Yin Ziqi? Did he recover from his internal injuries so quickly?"
