A voice suddenly came from outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and everyone looked towards the door, where was there someone. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Chen Jingshu was about to hit the big monk again, and another voice said: "Stop!" Everyone heard very clearly this time, and there was indeed no one outside the door, and they were surprised, when a monk suddenly jumped up, "Little uncle?!" Everyone went out to take a look and found that a small monk actually fell behind the high threshold.

The monks pulled up the little monk and hurriedly asked, "Little uncle, how is it?" "Are you okay?" "Did you fall?" I saw the little monk get up and pat his body, ignoring the concerns of the monks and crossing the threshold directly, but because he was too short, he looked like he was jumping over. "Where did you come from, dare to spread wild in my Shaolin Temple!" The little monk spoke tall, like a little ruffian, and accused the two big monks: "There are also Heng and Heng Yuan, you two, it's a shame to not be able to beat a female streamer." ”

"I'm sorry, little uncle!" The two big monks didn't dare to fight back when they were scolded, so they obediently lowered their heads and admitted their mistakes.

"Oh, my little brother is very powerful, what's your name?" Chen Jingshu couldn't help but be surprised when she saw such an unusual little monk!

"Who is your little brother, a woman who doesn't know how to run around with embroidery at home. The little monk scolded Chen Jing again, "Look at your system, is Shaolin Temple a place where you are scattered?"

Chen Jingshu looked around, "Little monk, do you say me?"

"What do you see, a group of men here don't say who you say, why don't you go back and talk about marriage and marriage!" The little monk looked like a teacher criticizing his students, looking arrogant.

Chen Jingshu couldn't stand such anger, and directly pulled the little monk's face with both hands and said, "You're saying it again!"

The monks didn't dare to step forward when they saw that the little monk was being bullied by Chen Jingshu. They all said in fear: "Let go of the little uncle, hurry up!"

The little monk was pulled by Chen Jing and shouted, "Let go of me, otherwise I will make you look good!"

"Ouch, dare to threaten me, if you call me a good sister, I'll let you go!"

Jiang Yun saw Chen Jingshu bullying the little monk, and thought that after all, this is Foguang Temple, so he said: "The little monk is still young, don't bully others, let him go." ”

Where is Chen Jingshu willing: "Are you calling or not?"

Seeing that he couldn't open his struggle, the little monk suddenly burst into tears, only to hear the originally solemn Mahavira Hall, and at this time there was a ghost crying wolf howl. Rather than crying when he was wronged, the little monk at this time was more like a child crying to his parents, "If you don't give me candy, I'll cry".

used to be violent, and he looked like 'Obama is all my men', but now he suddenly burst into tears. Obviously, this little monk was rude first, but now it seems that he made him cry, Chen Jingshu was quite helpless, so he let him go and was unwilling, so he pinched his nose and said: "See if you dare to be so arrogant in the future!"

After the little monk was let go by Chen Jingshu, he sat down, with crystal tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, which made people really can't bear to start again.

When the monks saw Chen Jingshu put down, the little monk came over one after another. As soon as Xiao Lang looked at the monks, he found that although the people here had practiced martial arts, they had no internal strength, but when he thought that this was a place for everyone to offer incense, he asked out loud: "I don't know where Master Ran is?"

As soon as these words came out, the little monk immediately stopped crying, sat on the ground and looked at Xiao Lang, and said after looking at the three of them: "There is no master in my temple! ”

"No?" Xiao Lang was surprised.

"No, I don't believe you. The little monk got up and wiped his tears. Another cloth-clothed monk said: "Indeed, the little monk has never heard of a master in the temple for more than ten years, and it is even more impossible for our new disciples to enter the room!"

The little monk said again: "Where are you coming and where are you going to go back quickly, I won't pursue the trouble in the Daxiong Treasure Hall today." Hurry down the mountain. ”

"If you don't see anyone, you want us to go down the mountain?" Chen Jingshu looked displeased, "We have something important to discuss with Shaolin Temple." ”

The little monk's face was slightly startled, and he immediately recovered again, "If you say no, you go down quickly, otherwise I will ask someone to drive you down the mountain." ”

"You're here to try it!" Chen Jingshu didn't disagree with the little monk's face, "Grandma demolished your Shaolin Temple today." ”

The little monk didn't seem to be frightened, and stepped forward and said, "I won't drive you down the mountain today, I'll delay the monk in the air." As he spoke, he raised his sleeves and shouted: "Look at me as if I am a god!" The monks pulled the little monk and persuaded: "Little uncle, don't mess around." ”

The little monk couldn't hold the strokes in his hand: "I still have a thousand leaves of great compassion." Let go of me, I'm going to make her look good. ”

Jiang Yun asked Xiao Lang softly: "What should I do, it seems that Shaolin Temple does not receive us." Xiao Lang pondered slightly: "It seems that Shaolin has a lot of discipline for other people in the rivers and lakes, let's not make the relationship with Shaolin too stiff and come back tomorrow." ”

"Well, it's like our relationship is already stiff. Jiang Yun looked at the noisy Chen Jingshu and the little monk Yankong and said embarrassedly.

"You are a little ghost, you are a big ghost, you have a big temper, you have no ability to stick onions in your nostrils, if you can beat me, you will come!" Chen Jingshu kept grimacing at the little monk in the sky.

The little monk looked angry, fortunately there were monks blocking him, otherwise he didn't know what to do with the martial arts that came out of his mouth and the words in his hands. At this moment, a big monk ran in and said to the little monk, "Uncle Xiao, the monks of the Precept Hall are here. ”

"Let go of me!" The little monk struggled to open the monks and said, "Discipline Hall, come in and take down this demon girl." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw more than a dozen monks rushing in outside, and it turned out that when Chen Jingshu was about to beat someone, a monk ran out to teach people. The monks surrounded the trio, each holding a wooden stick.

Xiao Lang learned from the footsteps of the monks that these dozen monks had steady and light steps, and they should have achieved a little in their internal strength, and they also heard that Shaolin's internal skills began to practice from a small carrying water. That's why the people in the Hall of Discipline look like they're powerful people. Just as he was thinking about how to mediate the misunderstanding, so that the abbot master could see it, suddenly Chen Jingshu took the lead directly.

"Shaolin monks are just a waste of fame. I make you look good. As she spoke, she walked away, and she didn't know where she learned her martial arts, which had the style of the Wudang faction and the two winds supporting the willows. Unexpectedly, the monk pushed straight with a stick, Chen Jingshu wanted to open the wind, but the monk suddenly went around to Chen Jingshu's side, and the wooden stick restrained Chen Jingshu's hands, and then four monks connected the wooden sticks, and Chen Jingshu was held by the wooden stick in a blink of an eye and couldn't stretch his fists and feet.

Xiao Lang was thinking about how to clarify his intentions, when Chen Jingshu suddenly shouted: "Why don't you come over to help?" The cold air in Jiang Yun's hand was transmitted, and he was about to use the Ling Feng Sweeping Leaf Palm First Form to resist the monks' wooden sticks, but Xiao Lang said: "Masters, we are only here to find Master Ran! The monks were also taken aback, but the little monk Yankong said: "There is no master in my temple, so I will press these troublemakers out of the temple." ”

"Let go of me?" Chen Jingshu and the three of them were held in front of the mountain gate by the monks' wooden sticks, and the little monk was still arrogant, as if it was not himself who had just sat on the ground and cried, "Look at you, a shrew, you still dare to go wild in Shaolin Temple!"

"Little bald donkey, let go of me, I'm going to make the top of your head bloom. Chen Jingshu was unwilling.

With the mountain gate closed, Jiang Yun and Xiao Lang looked at Chen Jingshu helplessly.

"What are you doing with me?" Chen Jingxu blushed, "Do you blame me? If I hadn't reminded you, you would have fallen for the bald donkey." ”

"Alas, forget it!" Xiao Lang said with a sigh. Let's come back in the evening.

"Why do you want to come at night?" Chen Jingshu asked, "See if I don't break their broken door." "That abominable little bald donkey. ”

Jiang Yun shook his head, "You can stop." Since Shaolin Temple is one of the best in the rivers and lakes, it shouldn't be avoided, and something won't happen, right?"

Xiao Lang shook his head: "Just look at the dozen or so stick monks just now, even if we do it with all our might, we may not be able to get benefits, and if someone comes to find fault, it will not be easy." Xiao Lang pondered for a while, "Let's sneak in after dark and go to the Abbot's Pavilion to find Master Ran directly." ”

The three of them looked for a small pavilion on Songshan Mountain to rest. Shaolin Temple thousand-year-old temple, as the sky gradually darkened, the bare branches on the surrounding trees like the teeth of the old man slowly corroded by the darkness. Just when the three of them were about to set off, they only heard a bright light flashing in front of them, and a bustling voice came: "They are here, take them down quickly." Suddenly, a group of monks came and surrounded the three of them. I saw the little monk Yankong come out of the crowd and said, "It's them, take them back to the abbot and send them down." Chen Jingshu lost her temper and was about to start a fight, but she didn't know that the stick monk slammed a stick on her hand, and another stick swept on her calf, Chen Jingshu ate two sticks and fell to her knees. Jiang Yun wanted to help, but the long stick came straight into his chest, only to see that the strength was not at all the same as the stick monk in the daytime. Jiang Yun had a cold attack in his hand, and he grabbed the wooden stick with his palm, and the wooden stick instantly turned into a popsicle and shattered, although it blocked the incoming attack in front of him, but more than a dozen stick monks and long sticks were gone, and there were stick strikes towards the Tianling cover, vest, and abdomen respectively. He lowered his head to avoid his hands and shattered the two wooden sticks, and suddenly there was a pain in his feet. The whole person leaned forward. The moment he fell to the ground, he saw the wooden stick locking himself to the ground and couldn't move, looking at Xiao Lang, he was fighting among the monks, and the fast pace of his feet made the wooden stick always rub his side. "We just want to meet Master Ran. I don't know why the masters hurt people?" Seeing that these monks were real, Xiao Lang asked out loud.

"You want to go up the mountain during the day to plot against you, and you don't admit it to hurting my uncle. Hurry up and press them down to the master. The little monk said to the monks.

Jiang Yun saw that although Xiao Lang was surrounded by all the monks, he shuttled between the sticks like a sparrow, and never touched him. Only then did I remember that I hadn't started practicing the eight-step Ecstasy Trace of my body method, and if I succeeded in practicing, I wouldn't be so embarrassed.

Xiao Lang faced the surrounding monks at this time, and the monks continued to slowly rotate around Xiao Lang as the center, and the wooden stick in his hand was waved down at any time. Xiao Lang didn't know what kind of misunderstanding Shaolin had with himself, and he would suddenly be so ruthless, he took a deep breath, Xiao Lang closed his eyes!