Zhang Wuji and the others rode on the mounts left by the Mongol soldiers, and did not follow the road in the wilderness, and headed southwest. The road was full of rugged rocks and thorns, which pierced the legs of the two horses with blood, and they limped and stumbled, and only walked more than 20 miles in an hour. It was getting dark, and suddenly I saw a wisp of cooking smoke rising from the col.

Zhang Wuji said happily: "There is a family in front, let's go and spend the night." ”

When I got closer, I saw a corner of the yellow wall exposed in the shade of a big tree, which turned out to be a temple. Zhao Min helped Zhang Wuji dismount, turned the heads of the two horses to the west, picked up a thorn branch from the ground, whipped it on the horse's buttocks a few times, and the two horses neighed loudly and galloped away. She was suspicious everywhere, but she wanted to be able to lure away Wang Baobao's pursuers, and it was even more difficult to escape after losing her horse, but she couldn't care about it so much, and she could only take one step at a time.

The two supported each other, and when they went to the temple, they saw the plaque at the gate read: "Zhongyue Temple". Zhao Min lifted the door knocker and knocked three times, but after a long time no one answered, he knocked three more times, and suddenly heard a gloomy voice in the door saying, "Is it a person or a ghost?"

There was a loud sound, and the door slowly opened, and a figure appeared behind the wooden door. At that time, the twilight was blank, and the man was backlit, so he couldn't see his face clearly, only to see that he was bald and wearing monk's robes, and he was a monk.

Zhang Wuji said: "On the way to the next brother and sister, they encountered robbers and were seriously injured, so they begged to spend the night in Baocha, and asked the master to have mercy." ”

The man snorted and said coldly, "Monks have never been convenient for people, so you can go." He wanted to close the door.

Zhao Min hurriedly said: "It is convenient for you to be convenient with others and yourself, and it may not be beneficial to you." ”

The monk said, "What's the benefit?"

Zhao Min reached out to his ear and took off a pair of earrings inlaid with beads, handed them over to his hand. The monk saw that each earring was inlaid with a pearl the size of a little finger, and then looked at the two of them: "Okay, it's convenient for others, and it's convenient for yourself." ”

Sideways to the side, Zhao Min helped Zhang Wuji and walked in, and the monk led the two through the main hall and courtyard to the east wing: "Just stay here." ”

There was no light or fire in the room, there was a black hole, Zhao Min touched it on the bed, there was only a straw mat on the bed, and there was nothing else. I could only hear a loud voice outside, "Fourth Brother Hao, who are you bringing in?"

The monk said, "Two guests who are staying overnight." He said and strode out the door.

Zhao Min said: "Master, please give you two bowls of rice and a plate of vegetarian dishes." ”

The monk said, "The monks eat the ten squares, and do not give alms." He walked away.

Zhao Min said hatefully: "This monk is really hateful, Brother Wuji, you are very hungry, right? ”

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps in the courtyard, and a total of seven or eight people came, the fire flickered, the door was pushed open, and two monks held up the candlesticks, shining on the two of them. At a glance of Zhang Wuji, there were a total of eight monks tall and short, some with thick eyebrows and huge eyes, some with thick faces and meaty faces, and there was no good-looking person.

An old monk with a wrinkled face said, "How much gold, silver, and jewelry do you have on you, take them all out." ”

Zhao Min said, "What are you doing?"

The old monk said with a smile: "The two donors are destined to come here, and they happened to bump into the small temple to do a big thing, rebuild the mountain gate, and then install a golden body." The gold, silver, and jewels on the two of them were given together. If you are stingy and refuse to offend the Bodhisattva, then you will be in trouble. ”

Zhao Min said angrily: "Isn't that a bandit?"

The old monk said: "Sin, sin, our eight brothers killed people and set fires, they were originally robbers, but recently they put down the butcher knife, became a Buddha on the ground, and became a monk so-so." The two donors are fateful, and the fat sheep is sent to the door by itself, alas, but it is so tired that we can't clean up the six roots of the monks. ”

Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min were taken aback, they didn't expect that these eight monks were thieves who were modified, this old monk was outspoken, he was intent on killing, and he would never spare each other after spitting out hidden things.

Another monk sneered: "Don't be afraid, the female benefactor, our eight monks and robbers are missing a lady of the temple, you are born with such a beautiful face and moon appearance, it is really Guanyin Bodhisattva descending to earth, if you come to the Buddha to see it, you should also be tempted." Wonderful, wonderful. ”

Zhao Min took out seven or eight ingots of gold from his arms, a string of beads, and put them on the table: "Wealth and jewelry, all here." My brother and sister are also martial arts people, and you need to take care of the righteousness of the rivers and lakes. ”

The old monk smiled and said: "The two are from the martial arts, that couldn't be better, I don't know which faction it is?"

Zhao Min: "We are Shaolin children. ”

The Shaolin faction is the largest faction in the martial arts, and she only hopes that even if these eight people are not from the Shaolin sideline, there may be some people among their relatives and friends who have some relationship with the Shaolin faction. The old monk was stunned for a moment, then his eyes flashed fiercely, and he said, "Is it a child of Shaolin? It's really unfortunate, you two dolls have to blame yourself for voting for the wrong sect." ”

Stretching out his hand to pull her wrist, Zhao Min withdrew his hand, and the old monk pulled it empty. Zhang Wuji saw that the situation in front of him was extremely critical, he and Zhao Min were seriously injured, and it was difficult to resist the enemy, how many famous people in the martial arts would have passed in the past few years, could it be that today they died at the hands of eight third- and fourth-rate thieves? No matter what, he couldn't watch Zhao Min being humiliated.

Zhang Wuji said: "Sister Min, you hide behind me, I'll take care of these eight thieves." ”

Zhao Minkong was full of plans, but he was helpless at the moment, and asked, "Who are you?"

The old monk said: "We are traitors expelled from the Shaolin Temple, and when we encounter people from other factions, we can still show mercy to our subordinates, but if we meet the children of Shaolin, we must kill." Little girl, this brother was going to keep you as a lady of the temple, but now I know that you are a Shaolin disciple, and we can only rape and then kill, and we can't stay alive. ”

Zhang Wuji said in a low voice: "Okay, wow, you are Yuanzhen's subordinates, aren't you?"

The old monk said in a loud voice: "This is strange, how do you know?"

Zhao Min said: "We are going to go to Shaolin Temple, meet with Brother Chen Youliang, and elect Master Yuanzhen as the abbot of Shaolin Temple." ”

The old monk said, "Good, good, my Buddha is like a Buddha, and I will purify all sentient beings." ”

Zhao Min smiled: "Yes, we just work together to achieve good deeds." As soon as she said this, the eight monks laughed at the same time.

It turned out that these eight monks were indeed a party of Yuanzhen and Chen Youliang, who were introduced by Chen Youliang and worshiped under Yuanzhen. In recent years, Yuanzhen is very anxious to seek the abbot's seat, and collect talents everywhere, but the Shaolin Temple has strict precepts, and each disciple must be interrogated in detail by the temple in charge of the precepts, and find out the origin of the origin, and it is difficult for Yuanzhen to do whatever he wants.

So designed by Chen Youliang, he attracted all kinds of gang heroes and Jiangyang thieves to apprentice outside the temple, as a disciple of Yuanzhen, but he did not enter Shaolin, just waiting for the time to come, and held a big event together. Yuanzhen's martial arts are so profound, as long as they make a move, they will make the Jianghu heroes convincing, these martial arts characters have always envied the prestige of Shaolin's famous and decent families, and when they saw Yuanzhen's stunts, they were all willing to apprentice. There were a few who were unwilling to betray their own sect, and Yuan Zhen immediately got rid of them, so his treacherous plot has been operating for a long time, but it has not been exposed.

The old monk said that "my Buddha is coming, purifying all sentient beings", but it is the secret word for their party to meet, if they are members of the party, they only need to answer "the flowers bloom to see the Buddha, the heart is the spiritual mountain", and they will know each other. As soon as Zhao Min heard that the old monk revealed that he was a disciple of Yuanzhen, he deduced Yuanzhen's intention to plot the position of abbot, but how did they know the code they had agreed?

A short and fat monk said: "Big brother Fu, what did this little girl say about recommending my teacher to be the abbot of Shaolin Temple, where did this information come from? ”

Although these eight people have fallen into monkhood, they are still commensurate with each other, and they do not get rid of the habits of the green forest in the past. As soon as Zhang Wuji heard the laughter of the eight of them, he knew that it was going to be bad, and he couldn't recover his physical strength after suffering from serious injuries. I saw that the old monk's five fingers like a bird's claws grabbed Zhao Min, Zhao Min was powerless to block the frame, shrank back and avoided the inner bed, Zhang Wuji was anxious, only hoping to recover two or three percent of his physical strength, so he went to resist these eight thieves.

When the short and fat monk saw Zhang Wuji, he shouted angrily: "This kid doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, Lao Tzu will send him to the west first, so as not to get in the way here." ”

As he spoke, his right arm was raised, his bones rattled, and he slammed a punch into Zhang Wuji's chest. Seeing the danger, Zhao Min screamed in exclamation, but saw that the short and fat monk had punched him, his right arm hung down weakly, his eyes were wide open, but he stood still and didn't move. The old monk was taken aback, and stretched out his hand to pull him, but the fat monk fell down in response to his hand, and he was already dead.

The remaining monks were shocked and angry, and shouted one after another: "This kid has demon magic and evil magic!"

The old monk thought that Zhang Wuji had poisonous arrows, stingers and other things in his chest, so that the fat monk was poisoned, so he immediately slapped his palm and hit his right arm exposed outside his sleeve, first discounted his arm, and then slowly cleaned up. This move hit Zhang Wuji's arm with a fierce palm force, and the old monk instantly crashed out, his momentum was like an arrow, and with a loud click, he broke through the pane and hit a big locust tree in the courtyard, and his brain burst.

Amid the shouts of the rest of the monks, one monk smashed his fists into Zhang Wuji's temples, one monk stretched out his fingers to dig into his eyes, and the other monk flew up with his right foot and kicked at his dantian. Zhang Wuji lowered his head to avoid his eyes and let him poke his two fingers on his forehead, but when he heard several bangs, bangs, and pops, the three monks were shocked to death one after another. The third monk kicked violently, the force was very strong, and his right leg was violently broken.

Five of the eight monks died, and the remaining three evil monks were so frightened that they rushed out of the door and went straight to the temple gate.

One said, "This kid must have evil laws." ”

The other said: "I don't think it's an evil law, it's this kid's internal strength is powerful, and he comes out to hurt people." ”

The third man said, "Yes, we have to avenge our dead brother." ”

The three of them discussed for a long time, and one of them suddenly said: "This kid is obviously very seriously injured, otherwise why not chase him out?"

Another person said happily: "Yes, most of the time he can't move, the five brothers beat him with fists and feet, he can fight back with internal force, we cut him with a blade and stab him, is he really a copper tendon and iron bones?"