Li Jingxian fought Chi Hai, although he knew that he was defeated, he had decided to pay the price of his own body in exchange for the possibility of meeting Mingji. Chi Hai www.biquge.info didn't want to hurt him, but he didn't expect Li Jingxian to bump into him.

With an "ah", Li Jingxian was hit by this palm, took three or four steps back, and fell to the ground in an instant. Seeing him covering his chest with his hands, his expression was very painful, and he struggled on the ground and shouted: "Oops! It hurts to death! The monk has killed someone!"

Han Xiaoyue was taken aback, and hurriedly leaned down to help: "Jingxian, how are you?" Li Jingxian shouted in pain while taking advantage of the unpreparedness and gave Han Xiaoyue a look. Han Xiaoyue comprehended, so she echoed: "You monk, you can't help but be too ruthless!"

"I ......" Chi Hai was speechless. I thought I was just pushing lightly, but I didn't expect the other party to react so strongly. Looking at his appearance, he must have suffered internal injuries. It's a bit of a bit helpless to get into this trouble for no reason. Li Jingxian was a little panicked when he saw the monks, and secretly rejoiced in his heart that the plan had succeeded. "Why don't you give him some more color!" thought to himself, and as he pushed his upper and lower gums, he bit the tip of his tongue. Blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth all at once, if he hadn't endured the pain and glanced at Han Xiaoyue, I'm afraid Han Xiaoyue would have been deceived by him. Everyone present saw Li Jingxian spitting blood from his mouth, and accused Chi Hai of making too heavy a shot.

"What's wrong?" An old monk walked into the crowd, and Li Jingxian recognized him at a glance that he was the old monk who had made himself weak and limp on the ground that day.

Chi Hai said respectfully: "Master Spiegel!" said as he clasped his hands together and stepped aside. Master Spiegel also seemed to recognize Li Jingxian, looked at Chi Hai and scolded: "Shaojun, why do you start indiscriminately?"

Chi Hai hurriedly defended: "Master Spiegel, I just tried a little hard, and I didn't expect that this benefactor would be so seriously injured. ”

"Do you dare to quibble?" Master Spiegel said, bowing deeply to Li Jingxian, "Donor, the stupid apprentice's lax discipline is the fault of the old man, and the old man is here to make amends to you." ”

"What crime do you have to pay for beating me to a serious injury? Then if I kill him, can I also make amends?" Li Jingxian pretended to be in pain and shouted, "Is it a famous temple to bully people with this kind of kung fu?" Ming Spiegel looked at Li Jingxian intently, and with experience, this was not as he said "seriously injured". Bent down to reach out for a pulse, and was pushed away as soon as he touched it.

"What are you going to do?" shouted Li Jingxian. Spiegel smiled. Although it was only a light touch, he already knew the general condition of this person's physical condition, and when he looked at it, he already knew in his heart: "I don't know what his intentions are, pretending to be injured." If it's just a matter of money, you can deal with it. If you have other intentions, I am afraid you should be even more careful. Thinking about it, Mingjing summoned Chi Hai to his side and whispered softly: "Shaojun, immediately order the disciples in the temple to be on guard." I'm afraid that this person is deliberately distracting us, if any other accomplices take the opportunity to misbehave, come and sue me quickly!" Chi Hai nodded yes and left.

Li Jingxian saw that the monks in the temple were gathering more and more, and they all held sticks behind them, and they had already monitored all corners of the temple. "Is this treating us as villains? No, it seems that I am self-defeating!" As soon as he thought of this, Li Jingxian shook and wanted to stand up, but was grabbed by Mingjing's arm.

"The donor is seriously injured, so it's better to be careful. With that, Spiegel once again resorted to "Cihang Pudu". Li Jingxian immediately felt a softness, and this time he couldn't move again.

"Brother Han. Li Jingxian said in a low voice, "I feel weak again...... Han Xiaoyue heard this, and wanted to help him up, but found that he seemed to be twice as heavy as usual, and he couldn't lift him at all. Only then did Han Xiaoyue realize that last time he was out of shape, I was afraid that he had fallen for this old monk's trick.

"Master Spiegel. A little monk came running from outside and whispered in Spiegel's ear. Spiegel nodded frequently. The little monk whispered and then turned away. Mingjing grabbed Li Jingxian's arm again and said, "Donor, the poor monk will come to heal your wounds!" Han Xiaoyue then stood up and supported Li Jingxian. "Donor, please!" Spiegel pointed to the Daxiong Hall and walked out of the crowd.

"Donors, please disperse!" the monks who were holding sticks put away their sticks and bowed deeply to the onlookers.

Following the mirror, Han Xiaoyue and the others passed through a bluestone road, crossed the lotus pond, and came to the Daxiong Palace. In the center of the hall stood a huge statue of Buddha, which looked like it was five or six people tall. There are also many statues of Buddha gods on both sides, each of which is vividly depicted, which makes people shudder a little when they see it. Spiegel didn't seem to want to stay here too long, but walked through the Daxiong Hall and walked backwards. Soon, the three of them came to the row of low houses. Ten days ago, Li Jingxian was captured by the senior monk in front of him here. Spiegel stopped, folded his hands and said, "The two of you will be here later." With that, he left. Han Xiaoyue and the two looked around, only to see a little monk walking slowly from the direction of the Tibetan Scripture Building, bowing his head and holding his chest, and his steps were hurried. The figure is both strange and familiar, like a woman, but how can a woman appear in the temple?

Looking at it intently, a name appeared in Han Xiaoyue's heart. "Could it be Yan'er?" Han Xiaoyue thought, and couldn't help but walk over slowly, meeting the little monk head-on. The little monk did not avoid it, but only stood there. Slowly raised her head, but was startled that Han Xiaoyue took a step back.

"Brother Xiaoyue!" the little monk said, looking up. Although the hair on her head had been shaved, Han Xiaoyue could still recognize at a glance that the little monk in front of her was really the Long Yan she had been thinking about for a long time. She has no hair, and although her voice has not changed, her appearance really surprises her. "Yan'er, it's actually ......" Han Xiaoyue pinched herself fiercely and scolded herself, "Han Xiaoyue, Han Xiaoyue, you and Yan'er have experienced life and death, how can you judge people by their appearance like this?" Long Yan thought that she was greeted by Han Xiaoyue's hug and greeting, but she didn't expect him to not only say nothing, but took a few steps back in disgust. The long-term hope did not bring her the beauty when they met, but brought the displeasure in each other's hearts when their faces changed. "Good Han Xiaoyue!" Long Yan thought to herself, "I'll give you another chance, either hug me quickly, or don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

"Yan'er, why do you look like this?" Han Xiaoyue said, taking a step forward.

Long Yan, who was ruthless in her heart just now, sighed and said, "Brother Xiaoyue, don't you want to give me a hug and ask me if I have endured hardships and suffered hardships?"

"I'm ......," Han Xiaoyue took another step forward. Before he could speak, Long Yan waved his hand and said, "It turns out that Yan'er's appearance is so important in Brother Xiaoyue's heart. Yan'er just lacks hair, but Xiaoyue's brother lacks the care he once had for Yan'er. As he spoke, his eyes filled with tears.

Seeing that Han Xiaoyue was a little at a loss, Li Jingxian stepped forward and said, "Miss Long Yan, I'm afraid there is a misunderstanding here." Brother Han's personality is absolutely impossible to judge people by their appearance. What's more, Miss Long Yan is so beautiful, even if she has no hair, she is still ......"

"Who are you?" Long Yan interrupted him rudely.

"Introduce yourself. My name is Li Jingxian, and Brother Han is my benefactor. ”

"I see!" Long Yan said, glancing at Han Xiaoyue and said, "Han Xiaoyue, I didn't expect us to meet like this." ”

Han Xiaoyue's actions really angered Long Yan. After waiting for such a long time, I finally lost on a wisp of green silk. Han Xiaoyue was even more remorseful, hating that her actions were too superficial. It seems that if you want to ask for her forgiveness, you have to work hard.

While speaking, Spiegel slowly walked over and said with a smile: "The two seem to have recognized each other, you might as well go with me to see the abbot now!" Long Yan listened, stretched out her hand to the back of her head, and lifted it from her scalp. Only then did Han Xiaoyue realize that Long Yan had only used the disguise technique, and this so-called bald head was only a part of her disguise. The props were removed, and the long jet-black hair hung down again. After a brief combing, Long Yan returned to the same appearance as when the two were separated. raised her eyes and looked at Han Xiaoyue, and walked in front without looking back.

Guided by the mirror, the three entered the scripture building. When I stepped into the door, I felt a cool breeze on my face, and the hairs on my body stood up. The Scripture Collection Building seems to be a labyrinth, made up of two-person tall book buildings. The rows of books on the shelves are neatly arranged, like soldiers waiting to be reviewed, standing straight. A monk who was cleaning up the dust was holding a duster, flying up and down between several bookshelves, and his light skills were very good. "It's no wonder that people in the world want to come here to 'ask for advice'!"

If it weren't for the mirror's guidance, ordinary people would have lost their way around the first few rows of bookshelves. Even if you go back the way you came, I'm afraid it will take a lot of brains. The four of them turned left and right, and finally came to the end. At the end was a flat floor, with a ten-centimeter-high bed built against the wall. There was a bamboo mat on the bed, and several scriptures were scattered haphazardly. In the darkness there were several oil lamps, and under the lamp sat an old monk cross-legged. Han Xiaoyue looked hard, it was the day of the fire that had the honor of seeing the honored Master Mingji. The light shone on the waxy face, and Mingji looked like a wax man, not very real.

"Abbot, the man has been brought. Spiegel said, standing aside.

Master Mingji's eyes widened slightly, and he stretched out his hand to point to a few futons in front of the platform: "Three donors, please take a seat." The three of them sat down in turn, and Master Mingji returned to his previous silence. After such silence lasted for a moment, Master Mingji opened his mouth again and said, "Yan'er, which of these two men is the Han Xiaoyue you are talking about?"

Long Yan closed her eyes and was silent, still angry in her heart. Han Xiaoyue hurriedly got up, clasped her hands together and bowed deeply: "The contemptible person is Han Xiaoyue." ”

Master Mingji nodded and smiled, "The donor is not a monk, so there is no need to make this great gift." As he spoke, he looked at him quietly. And at this glance, Master Mingji felt as if he had been shocked, and his body trembled. Ordinary people naturally didn't see the clues, but the mirror standing on the side saw it. "Han Xiaoyue. Mingji continued, "Yan'er's father and I used to be mentors and apprentices, and even though we haven't had contact with him since he left the school, Lao Ke still sometimes thinks about it. Speaking of this, Long Yan's anger slowly subsided, and she missed her father more and more. Mingji continued: "Something happened to Long Jiu, and it is understandable that Yan'er defected to me. But although you and Yan'er are secretly in love, they are not married after all, and I have no reason to take you in, do you understand?"

Han Xiaoyue gave a deep salute and said: "What Master Mingji said is true. ”

Mingji continued: "Yan'er begged again and again before the old man agreed to take you in. It's just that if you want to get the protection of Kuzen Temple, I'm afraid you may not have this qualification. ”

"What do you mean by what the master said?"

Mingji said with a smile: "The rules of this temple are strict, and no one who knows kung fu can worship in the dry temple. In other words, if you want Lao Qu to keep you, you have to abolish your martial arts. I wonder if the donor has this determination?" Han Xiaoyue looked a little flustered when she heard this. Mingji continued: "Don't be impatient, listen to the old man speak slowly. The highest level of martial arts, to the rigid to the soft. Rigid as fire, soft as water. The donor is like a teacup, if you want to fill the water of my dry temple, you have to pour out the water from other places, otherwise the taste will not be pure. In the temple for a hundred years, it is better to be, and the old man is just following the will of the sages!"

Han Xiaoyue nodded, secretly happy in her heart: "It turns out that Long Jiu abolished my martial arts, which is such an intention. I think I once had a grudge against this matter for no reason, but I'm really sorry for Long Jiu's hard work. Thinking of this, Han Xiaoyue continued: "Master Mingji's intentions are understood by Han Xiaoyue. To tell you the truth, Long Jiu abolished my martial arts when he was alive, and now, although I still vaguely remember the ancestral marksmanship, I can't use it at all. ”

"Oh, that's the case?" said Akiyoshi, who was surprised, but his expression didn't change.

Long Yan thought to herself: "This idiot has just sinned against me, I must not let him enter the Kuzen Temple so easily!" Thinking of this, Long Yan couldn't help but have a plan. "Master Mingji!" Long Yan said, "My father did abolish his martial arts, but he doesn't necessarily want you to take him in." You know, my father was a bandit, and he was an official!"

Han Xiaoyue didn't think that Long Yan would say this, and hurriedly explained: "Master, what Miss Long Yan said is true, but at that time, whether it was an official or a bandit, they were unanimously resisting foreign insults, please master Mingjian!"

Mingji nodded and smiled: "The old man never asks about the world, and the old man doesn't believe everything the two say. After all, Yan'er is the daughter of a beloved apprentice, and there is a decision that she still needs to make. As he spoke, Mingji took out ten planks from his arms and spread them out in front of him, "Yan'er, there is a word that the old man wants to tell the truth." According to the rules of the temple, those who enter the dry temple as lay disciples must go through ten tests and pass six levels before they can be accepted. You are the daughter of Long Jiu, so naturally you don't have to pass this test. Although Master Han has been recommended by you, he still needs to pass the test before he can accept it. Or, he stretched out his hand and motioned for Long Yan to come closer to him. "Yan'er, look. Mingji pointed to the planks, "Each plank has a dark compartment in which the subject of the test is hidden. I've scrambled it, and now I don't know what exactly is hidden in each of the boards. Well, the choice is yours!"

"Master, since it's a tenfold test, and there are only ten planks here, what do I need to choose?"

"Of course, considering Han Shizhu's identity, you only need to choose five questions for him. Through three, the old man took him in exceptionally. Otherwise, if he doesn't happen to pass the test, wouldn't the old man hurt Long Jiu's intentions?"

Long Yan thought for a moment, picked up all the planks, turned back to the futon and gave a deep salute: "Master Mingji, Yan'er asks for him to pass these ten tests according to the rules!"

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