"Fog grass! Shaolin Temple has arrived?"

Ye Xiuwen chased the 'leopard head' for three days and three nights, and he was feeling hungry in his belly, and he didn't want a majestic plaque, which came into Ye Xiuwen's eyes, and wrote: 'Shaolin Temple' three big characters!

"Eh, what are you here for? Burning incense, no matter how pious you are, you don't need to carry a knife, do you?"

After Ye Xiuwen finished reading the plaque, he realized that there were people around him, and there were many people, all of them were either holding steel knives or harpoons, as if they were demonstrating!

And there are banners that read: We want to work! We want to eat......

"Bell! bell...... Who are you, brother?......."

The other party struck the gong first when he spoke, and he didn't know what kind of culture this person was. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I'm a 'hanging bomber'!"

Ye Xiuwen stroked his chin, and with an idea, he actually came up with such a sentence.

"What? His name is Hanging?"

"Yes, this man's name is awesome!"

"Yes, yes, yes, this name is awesome, let the big brother hear it,......"

With a hula, the people who were originally surrounding Ye Xiuwen disappeared, and they ran to the side and invited out a big man.

But seeing that this big man was more than two meters tall, with a black face, he walked over with his arms in his arms.

"Hey, you're just hanging my god?" said the black-faced sweater.

"Yes, is there anything wrong with this?" Ye Xiuwen wondered.

"Your name is good, and this name will be mine in the future,......"

"Fog grass, what kind of world is this? There are even people grabbing names?hehe...... Hehehe......"

Ye Xiuwen didn't know how to laugh anymore.

"What are you laughing at? Look at you dressed well, like a pilgrim who has come to offer incense, leave the money behind, and you can go!"

The black-faced sweat spoke again, and this time, it turned out to be Ye Xiuwen's belongings.

"Fog grass, this guy, rob everything? Is it a robber? Ran here to rob the old monk? Is this interesting? Grass ......"

Ye Xiuwen was very happy in his heart, he didn't expect to go out today and hit a big luck and meet a robber, how can this be reasonable?

"Are you robbers?" Ye Xiuwen asked rhetorically.

"Bang, Bang, No, we're the work of the bandits,......"

The boy who struck the gong came again, and said very proudly, I don't know what this mountain bandit has to be proud of!

"a chicken? Are you sick? Do you know who Lao Tzu is?"

When Ye Xiuwen heard this, he became angry at that time, and originally thought they were robbers?

What he hates the most is the mountain bandits, these boys, they are idle eggs every day, and they rob houses everywhere.

"Who are you?"

This group of mountain bandits, the Tao is very cute!

"Wucao, you don't know who Lao Tzu is? Lao Tzu is the one, handsome and chic, graceful, Yushu in the wind, young and golden, brave and mighty, invincible in the world, the first in the world, lonely master, invulnerable, self-respecting, jade-faced Langjun、......

The benevolent are invincible, the brave are fearless, King Kong is not bad, the wise and the martial are extraordinary, and the righteousness is thin,...... Ruthless, insidious and cunning towards the enemy, and doing everything、...... Knowledgeable and talented,......

Proud of all beings, a master outside the world, fair, fair, and selfless, the first hero, a great hero, a great hero, a great hero, a great hero, a great master, known as a pear flower pressing begonia, people give the nickname to the heavens and the earth, omnipotent, jade-faced little flying dragon, the embodiment of handsomeness and wisdom, the combination of chivalry and benevolence, the rivers and lakes are hanging and blowing up the sky, yes is also ......"

"Poof......"

Ye Xiuwen reported the number, and all the robbers vomited blood directly and died!

"Fog grass, Lao Tzu just reported a number, and he scared you to vomit blood and die, what a bunch of useless things!"

Ye Xiuwen clapped his hands and stepped forward to slam the door.

"Bang, bang, bang...... Bang bang bang bang ......"

"Donor, please go back! the temple really has no money,......

The courtyard door was not opened, but there was a little monk who replied from inside.

Ye Xiuwen jumped and fell in, but when he saw that the little monk, he was still saluting them!

"Hey, little monk, you don't have any money in the temple?"

Ye Xiuwen patted it, and the little monk was taken aback, because those people outside were ordinary people, and the one in front of him was good, and he turned out to be a martial artist in the pulse training period.

"Amitabha, the donor is good at kung fu!"

"Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host, the invisible pretending to be forced is successful, and you get +50 ,......"

"Wucao, is the little monk sincere enough?"

Ye Xiuwen was very happy, he felt that those mountain bandits or something, they were not reliable at all, he pretended to be forced for a long time, his mouth was foaming, and he didn't see a little force, and as soon as he came in, it was 50+ forced, and he got it.

"It seems that you still have to pretend to be more with the little monk!"

Ye Xiuwen made up his mind, and immediately clapped his hands and said, "This is nothing, just outside just now, I just revealed my name, and those robbers vomited blood one by one and died!"

"Really?"

"Isn't this nonsense? We're not monks, and we don't talk ,......."

"Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host, the pretending to be forced is successful, and you get +100 ,......"

"Hahaha! It seems that you have to pretend to be a monk! The monk is simple enough!"

Ye Xiuwen was so happy, he didn't care about the little monk, he wanted to find the big monk to pretend to go.

"Donor?" The little monk is guarding the door, and without the order of the master and senior brother, how dare he let people in?

"I'm here to find the abbot of 'Fa Miao', what about the others?"

Ye Xiuwen was very casual, and when he arrived at Shaolin Temple, it was like going to his own home.

"The abbot is participating in meditation, so it is not easy to disturb ,......"

"What do you mean by not being disturbed? I tell you, the fire is going to burn to his eyebrows, and he can still sit still?"

"This benefactor, please stop, Nan Wu Amitabha Buddha ......"

Ye Xiuwen was rushing inside, and this time, he met a real master, a little monk in the Qi training period.

There were sixteen people in total, who were practicing sticks, and when they saw Ye Xiuwen coming in, they put their hands together and hung the monk's stick between their hands.

"Buddha, Buddha!"

Ye Xiuwen is also very polite, after all, the people who worship the Buddha are all good people!

"I don't know what the donor is doing at this temple?"

"Find your abbot and talk about some state secrets,......"

"Amitabha, the donor is from the capital, right?"

The little monk broke Ye Xiuwen's identity with one word, and Ye Xiuwen felt that this was strange.

"You're also from Beijing? Hahaha! You can't fool me? You can tell that I have a Beijing accent, my Mandarin, isn't it very standard?"

Ye Xiuwen also patted the little monk on the shoulder, feeling that this Shaolin Temple was really interesting, it was so fun.

"Amitabha Buddha, Fei Ye, Fei Ye, is calculated by the abbot and his old man, he said: He is only a monk, he has long jumped out of the Three Realms, and is not in the Five Elements ,......"

"I, your abbot, or the six-eared macaque, hurry up and get out of the way, Lao Tzu still has a lot of national affairs to deal with......