Where did Jiang Yun think of this total variable, and wanted to reach out to hold the funeral scripture or take a step too slowly, only to see the funeral scripture fall straight down, and it stopped abruptly when it was almost close to the floor, Jiang Yun also breathed a sigh of relief, "I said that he is so advanced in martial arts how can he still use a rope on his leg, it turns out that he has a problem with his brain, alas, he is also a poor person when he thinks about it." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Jiang Yun leaned down and untied the funeral scripture from the rope and gently put it on the floor, the scripture pavilion was not open at night, and he was not worried that someone would come in, looking at the unconscious burial scripture lying on the ground, Jiang Yun said: "Senior, I originally wanted to agree to your conditions, anyway, it will be thirty years later, now you look like this, I don't dare to agree to guard the pavilion for you, in case you have braids tomorrow, I don't want to stay in this life." If you say anything, you have to let me go out to marry a daughter-in-law and have a baby, right?" Looking at the funeral scriptures again, the unkempt hair was disheveled, the facial features were distorted, and even the coma seemed to be suffering a lot. Jiang Yun looked at it and shook his head, "Senior, you and I are both poor people, fortunately, we have met a good master, but my master abandoned me, but your master was killed by you, and it is probably ...... to kill the master and destroy the ancestor You can't talk nonsense, I'm a junior who says bad things about my seniors like this, I'm afraid that it will also be retributed. Jiang Yun looked at the funeral and couldn't shake his head in pain, sighed again, took off his coat and made a pillow to cushion behind the funeral scripture's head, and the funeral scripture's face eased slightly. Jiang Yun looked at the top beam and then looked at the ground, "Go to his sister's Liang Shang gentleman!" said as he lay down and leaned on the bookshelf, he had been practicing for a day, and he was already groggy.

Xiao Lang never worried about finding a target, since the enemy was targeting the Shaolin Temple, then he would inevitably come to the Shaolin Temple, and the Shaolin monk said that he was in the Taimur Mountain. Xiao Lang squatted on the edge of the cliff for a day, and in addition to seeing the sunrise and sunset, he could also see the only passage up the mountain. Today's car two people up the mountain and the two cars down the mountain Xiao Lang remember clearly, if the enemy did not go down the mountain, this Taimur Mountain is not big, with his own light skills one hour is enough to see the whole mountain. Even Xiao Lang knew the accommodation situation of the nearby hotel.

"Since I don't have a hotel, if I don't go down, I must be on the mountain. If I go down the mountain, I will definitely stay at the bottom of the mountain, so the car that went down the mountain today did not escape my eyes. Xiao Lang finally stood up from the edge of the cliff and patted the dust on his body, "Let's start acting, if it's a person from the dark shadow, you must seize the evidence this time to make it difficult for your conspiracy to succeed." ”

Chen Jingshu and Yankong were taken into the hut by the man with the iron fist, and the two were directly locked in a small cubicle, the cubicle was no more than the size of the two of them, and it should be used to put a mop and broom. The two of them had to "woo...... in the cubicle and couldn't make a sound.

Outside, Iron Fist spoke again: "Bat, these two people can find here, but I'm afraid that the Shaolin monk is not difficult to find." It turned out that the other person was called a bat, and Chen Jingshu thought of the person who didn't speak but could communicate with others, and there was a chill coming from his vest.

"What, you said someone would come?" the man with the iron fist suddenly said loudly, "Why aren't you in a hurry, you yourself said that we can't defeat the Shaolin abbot's martial arts, but now you tell me not to worry." Chen Jingshu only heard Iron Fist speak alone, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

"Who?" the man with the iron fist suddenly asked the bat, "How is that person's martial arts?" "Since that's the case, then why did he come alone?" Chen Jingshu became more and more confused the more he listened. I had no idea what he was talking about.

"It's better like that, otherwise I won't care if something happens, and I won't be able to take care of you then. The man with the iron fist finally said. Then it was quiet outside, except for the occasional movement of tables and chairs.

"Shaolin warrior monk Yande is outside, and the people inside are out. I don't know how long it took, Chen Jingshu was in a daze and heard someone shouting outside, and the little monk Yankong struggled even more excitedly, whining in his mouth.

I only heard the voice of the iron-fisted man outside the room come again: "Your name is Yande?" "That's right, I am Yande, and you injured my master?" "Hehe, although I didn't do it myself, I did get involved. It is said that the old monk is not dead, it seems that it is useless for you to cultivate Buddha in Shaolin Temple, at least you can practice a cockroach body!" Although Chen Jingshu couldn't see the two people outside, he could hear the smell of gunpowder very strongly.

"The villain is going to run rampant!" Immediately after that, only a shout was heard, and there seemed to be a fight outside. During the fight, I heard the man with the iron fist say, "Are you coming alone?" There was another sound of bangbanging, probably the sound of a wooden stick hitting an iron fist, Chen Jingshu only hoped that the Yande monk outside could fight and rescue the two of them.

There were dozens of bangs in a row, and suddenly there was a miserable scream from the monk Yande. Chen Jingshu said secretly: "Oh no!"

"Who's over there?" asked Monk Yande. Chen Jingshu then thought that the guy named bat was good at sneak attacks, "Don't have an accident." The Iron Fist man's voice came again, "Your stick skills are indeed good, and it is really troublesome that I will beat you alone for a while and a half." However, this guy won't let me play more. Then I'm sorry, who made you a Shaolin monk. The Iron Fist man's words were full of killing intent, Chen Jingshu didn't dare to imagine what happened next, and the little monk Yankong was even more anxious to jump up, and the rope was sunk into the skin, and Lile's flesh and blood were blurred.

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you?" Another voice came, Chen Jingshu heard the voice of Monk Yanren, and said in his heart: "It's okay now, I'm afraid that Monk Yanren is here with reinforcements." ”

"Another one to die!" said the Iron Fist man. Yande seemed to be injured and didn't know how badly he was injured, but he only heard his deep voice say, "Senior brother, why are you alone?" Are you okay. ”

Monk Yande gasped and said, "It's okay, don't worry about me." The iron-fisted man said again: "The Shaolin monk really practiced a cockroach body, see if I don't beat you." "The sound of fighting outside was heard again.

"Senior brother, be careful!" Monk Yanren's voice shouted, and the two of them in the compartment only heard Yande scream again, and their hearts trembled.

"Senior brother...... You ......" Monk Yande's voice suddenly stopped. The little monk Yankong rushed away the tape on his lips and called, "Senior Brother Yande!"

"You return my junior brother's life!" Monk Yanren went berserk, and the sound of fighting outside was even more intense, and the sound of bangbang was like raindrops on the iron fist.

The Iron Fist Man's voice came again: "Bat, are we going to retreat?"

The little monk hurriedly shouted: "Senior brother, don't let him go!" The small body kept twisting the rope, and blood oozed from the delicate skin.

At this time, there was another sound of footsteps outside, and Yan Ren said: "They killed Senior Brother Yande, don't let them go." Chen Jingshu knew that it was the Shaolin monks who came. I only heard a monk outside calling Monk Yande lightly: "Senior brother, junior brother......"

"Let's go!" the man with the iron fist suddenly shouted. Monk Yanren was willing to let them go and said, "Hugh wants to escape." ”

The iron-fisted man said: "You group of Shaolin bald donkeys, there are many people who bully people, and the day after tomorrow we will kill all the martial arts to make you look good." ”

"Brothers, come quickly, surround him and don't let them escape. Yeonin drank. "You want to trap me, bat!" said the man with the iron fist, calling out the bat's name. There was a coughing sound from the monks outside. The voice of the iron-fisted man came again: "Shaolin bald donkey, we will naturally go up the mountain to settle accounts with you in two days!"

"Senior brother, come and save me!" shouted the little monk Yankong, hearing that Senior Brother Yande had an accident outside, his heart went up and down. Tears splashed from her eyes.

"Little junior brother?"

Suddenly, the door of the cubicle opened, and Yan Kong was still in a hurry to see who was in front of him, and he fainted. Chen Jingshu was about to call out loudly, but the person in front of him hurriedly covered his mouth......