The person wearing the grimace mask apparently ordered the little monk's acupuncture points, or used some method to make the little monk incapacitated.

"You... What are you doing? Don't come here!" Ye Tian was just about to shout for help, but the grimace's left hand quickly clicked on Ye Tian's neck, and the help he had originally shouted with all his strength was about the same size as a mouse's cry when he shouted out.

"If you cut your throat, no one will come to save you. The grimace man said angrily, took out a small porcelain bottle, opened the lid and put it under Ye Tian's nose.

Ye Tian hurriedly held his breath.

However, Ye Tian had to breathe after all. So Grimace didn't mean to force Ye Tian at all, he just stood in front of Ye Tian so quietly, anyway, Ye Tian's hands and feet couldn't move, and he wasn't afraid that Ye Tian would resist.

After about four minutes, Ye Tian really couldn't hold it back, he couldn't suffocate himself to death, right? That is, Ye Tian could hold his breath for so long, and the lung capacity of the children by the water was so large that ordinary people basically couldn't do it for a minute.

"Yo, I'm quite able to hold my breath, and I have the ability for you to continue to hold it. Hearing the words of the grimace man, Ye Tian, who was already unable to hold back, glared at him and held back again.

", what a freak. Seeing that Ye Tian was already suffocating and bleeding from his brain, but he could still hold on, the grimace reached out and scratched Ye Tian's squeaky nest twice.

"Grass, you don't have a work ethic!" was scratched by the grimace like this, Ye Tian couldn't hold on anymore. After inhaling it in one go, he saw a faint white smoke in the bottle being sucked into Ye Tian's nose.

Then, Ye Tian's consciousness began to blur and slowly lost consciousness.

Damn, Lao Tzu can't be cheap even before he dies This kid, thinking of this, Ye Tian used his last strength before he fell into a coma, and squeezed out a bubble of urine, which happened to urinate on the body of the grimace.

"Damn, this kid is a male dog?" Seeing Ye Tian faint with a satisfied smile on his face, his grimace jumped to his feet with anger.

The grimace was not cautious at all because Ye Tian was covered with injuries inside and out. While scolding, he picked up Ye Tian and quickly walked to the door, and after a brief look, he turned around and ran north, disappearing into the night in an instant.

At the end of the evening class, the abbot hurried to a side hall where Ye Tian was housed with the monk and doctor. When he was more than thirty steps away from the side hall, the abbot suddenly said badly, and his body shook and disappeared in place. The monk doctor had never seen the abbot perform martial arts, so he reacted after a while, and ran to the side hall with his feet out.

When the monk and doctor arrived at the side hall, the abbot had already left, and the little monk had just been relieved of the acupoint by the abbot and sat on the ground panting.

"Mingyue, what the hell is going on?" Looking at the little monk who was sitting on the ground in a daze, the monk doctor couldn't help but ask.

Shaolin Temple is ranked according to emptiness, enlightenment, jue, purity, spirit, eternity, sheng, ming, and xiu, like the generation of the little monk of Mingyue is very low in Shaolin Temple.

Unbeknownst to the disciple, the disciple heard the injured benefactor shouting, so he ran over, but someone cast a spell from behind, and he couldn't move. The little monk never said that it was a point, because in his opinion, it was impossible, only the abbot of the Shaolin Temple could recognize the point, which required strong internal support. So the little monk felt that it must be that person who was plotting against him with something in the back, after all, there were many drugs that could also make people unable to move for a moment.

The monk doctor thought for a while and said to the little monk: "Don't talk about this matter to anyone, when the abbot comes back, you go and explain the situation to him, go back and rest first." ”

"Yes, the disciple retired. The little monk bowed and walked out slowly.

Shaolin at night is very quiet, and the Songshan Municipal Government did not include the night view of Songshan Mountain in the tourism development project, also considering the unique martial arts culture of Shaolin Temple. In addition to the necessary lighting and water supply, the Shaolin Temple still maintains the most primitive and primitive appearance, which is one of the reasons why the mobile phone signal on the mountain is very poor.

Suddenly, a shrill sound sounded in the Shaolin Temple. In less than a minute, the same voices came from all directions one after another from the bottom of the mountain, echoing the Shaolin Temple.

Abbot Jueyuan is the elder of the Juezi generation, since the last Shaolin Wuming Wuzi generation of the old abbot passed away fifteen years ago, Jueyuan, the most outstanding achievement in the Juezi generation, has become the new generation of Shaolin abbot. Jueyuan's comprehension and development of Buddhism are far higher than those of his Shaolin peers, and he also has great achievements in martial arts. It's just that compared to martial arts, Abbot Jueyuan prefers to study Buddhism.

Just now, when he was more than thirty steps away from Ye Tian's room, Jueyuan didn't hear Ye Tian's breathing. People who practice martial arts, especially those who have achieved great martial arts, have a very keen sense of hearing and vision.

The abbot's first reaction was that Ye Tian was dead. After all, the meridians are so badly damaged, although this kid's pulse showed an amazing recovery ability when he was in the veins just now, but no one can say for sure whether he is alive or dead.

When he rushed in, the abbot found that Ye Tian had been kidnapped by someone, which made the abbot breathe a sigh of relief, it is better to lose someone than to die.

Seeing the little monk Mingyue standing there motionless, Jueyuan was shocked. You must know that this kind of thing, especially in a hurry, needs to recognize the acupoints very accurately. Aside from other martial arts, this person's kung fu is not under him.

Untied the little monk's acupoint, Jueyuan performed light skills and quickly came to the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple. He took out the molybdenum in his arms for emergency contact, and contacted the warrior monks who were stationed at the intersections of the mountain in turn.

According to legend, molybdenum is a communication tool invented by the third abbot of Shaolin Temple, and then passed down from generation to generation. It is only the size and thickness of a thumb and has three small holes on it that can blow different sounds.

It is said that the sound of this half-metal, half-beast bone thing can be transmitted to a distance of ten kilometers, and if it is a silent mountain forest or a person who blows molybdenum and a person joins the internal force, the sound can be transmitted for thirty kilometers. In the old days when there were no cell phones and telephones, this kind of thing was relied on to complete communication with distant places.

The rotation of warrior monks in the temple has decreased, but the rotation of warrior monks on Shaolin Mountain has always been there.

Shaolin Temple has a total of three roads up and down the mountain, and there are young * monks on duty every day. Of course, this duty is secret, mainly for fire prevention and theft prevention.

The melodious sound came from the molybdenum and was very clear in the silent night sky. Ten seconds later, the ups and downs of the mountain and all over the mountain echoed the sound of molybdenum.

The abbot has already expressed his meaning in the molybdenum and that anyone who goes down the mountain must be intercepted.

At this time, the abbot of the martial arts academy heard the urgent sound of molybdenum and rushed over. He was joined by the abbot of Dharma Academy and the elders of the Shaolin Elders' House. These elders do not usually participate in the secular affairs of Shaolin, but only devote themselves to the study of Buddhism in the back mountains of Shaolin. Today, I heard the call of Molybdenum that I haven't used for a long time, and I knew that something big had happened in Shaolin, so I came one after another.

The abbot pondered slightly, and decided to conceal the matter of Huang Lao's commission. After all, this old evil Huang once set off a catastrophe in Shaolin, although there was a reason for it, but he couldn't explain it to the monks. It's just that the little friend who was entrusted to take care of him was kidnapped, and now the warrior monk has blocked all the intersections.

Everyone received the order, and each led people to go to support the monks on duty under the mountain in three ways. There is a rumor of molybdenum, and Jueyuan believes that there is a great chance of intercepting this person.

It didn't take long for the steepest mountain road in Hufeng Ridge on the left to hear the rapid sound of molybdenum. Hearing this, the abbot was taken aback. On the left is the abbot of the Martial Arts Academy, that is, his junior brother Jueming personally led people to guard, could it be that this person is not only good at acupoint kung fu, but also at the peak of martial arts?