"This is the relics of Master Wuhua?" Hua Manlou stretched out his hand, the agate was in his palm, it looked warm and lovely, but it made the Shaolin elder standing on the side frown.

"How so?" The elder didn't care about the rudeness, picked up the relics in Hua Manlou's hands, and without even looking closely, he knew that this was definitely not a flowerless relic. Looking at the wooden box that originally contained the relics, it was already empty. "The ...... that was still there last year"

The relics in the Shaolin Relic Stupa were secretly exchanged when they didn't know it, which is not a trivial matter.

Relics are left behind by every monk after his death, which may be ashes, bones, teeth, or a bundle of hair, which can be said to be the only evidence that the monk remains in the world after death. The relics are different, they are crystals like gems formed by the monks after cremation, and those who leave the relics are all respected and enlightened monks. Shaolin Temple was built for nearly a thousand years, and there were less than 50 monks who left relics, so it is conceivable that the relics are precious.

No matter who stole the relics in the stupa, this was undoubtedly a slap in the face of Shaolin. Even if it is a pure monk with six roots, they may not be able to tolerate the fact that the ancestral grave was slipped in and led by the way, not to mention, this is different from the ancestral grave of ordinary people, which was stolen, but their faith and pride, once it is found, I am afraid that person will not even have the chance to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot.

And in today's rivers and lakes, those who have the ability to walk unknowingly in the heavily guarded relics pagoda will probably be on the blacklist of Shaolin Temple before they find the relics.

As the first person on the blacklist, Sikong Xingxing crashed into the Shaolin Temple. If there is no eloquent Lu Xiaofeng to mediate, it is really hard to say what will happen.

"The relics of Shaolin Temple were stolen?" Sikong picks up the stars and can't wait to jump up to prove his innocence, he doesn't dare to provoke the group of monks in Shaolin Temple, they are all left-hearted, and just reciting the scriptures can make him crazy. "It's not me! That thing can't be eaten, drunk or exchanged for money, so what am I stealing it for? ”

Lu Xiaofeng still knew about this monkey spirit, so he simply made a guarantee. Lu Xiaofeng's reputation can be trusted, but it's a pity that this matter has a lot to do with it, even so, those monks actually didn't let go of their suspicions.

Hua Manlou pondered for a moment and said, "Lu Xiaofeng, why don't you entrust the matter of finding the relics to you?" ”

Lu Xiaofeng looked around, not missing the disapproving eyes of the abbot and the elders, "You must believe that I will find the relics?" ”

"Who made you Lu Xiaofeng?" Hua Manlou gently shook the folding fan, revealing the first relaxed smile in these days.

"Then I'll be respectful and obey." Lu Xiaofeng also smiled, and the two seemed to have an indescribable tacit understanding.

Sikong Xingxing couldn't help but cover his eyes, and it was like this again, if he didn't know how romantic Lu Xiaoji was, he would really want to be crooked. But even if he doesn't want to be crooked, this scene looks very hurtful, and his eyes are going to be spent!

When the three of them walked out of the Shaolin Temple, Sikong Xingxing had temporarily forgotten what they were doing when they came to Hua Manlou, and they were still very enthusiastic about Lu Xiaofeng's shoulders, looking like two brothers, "I'll leave it to you here, I'll go somewhere else to inquire." ”

Lu Xiaofeng did not hesitate to puncture his self-inflicted sentimentality, "I hope there are clues, the most revered person in Huamanlou is Master Wuhua." ”

Hua Manlou smiled gently, "Then it's troublesome Brother Sikong." ”

Picking Stars: "......"

Just as Sikong Xingxing was speechless and rolled his eyes to the sky, three bullets flew towards him, and the direction was his head. Maybe it was because of the distance, the sound of the marbles breaking through the air was discovered by Hua Manlou for the first time, and he only had time to warn him, and the marbles were already close in front of him.

Sikong Xingxing was shocked into a cold sweat, and finally remembered that he was still being chased and killed.

"Don't they know you?" After going to the direction of the marble launch with Lu Xiaofeng to investigate, Sikong picked up the stars and found nothing, looking at the Hua Manlou that followed, he had to be so suspicious. If they knew Hua Manlou, how could they do it in front of him. But if you don't know it...... He swore that the only thing he had done recently that could lead people to chase and kill was the one that took the jade pendant by hand.

"Is someone I'm supposed to know?" The flowers are full of buildings, and they are puzzled.

"Lu Xiaofeng......" Sikong picked up the star and motioned for Lu Xiaofeng to take out the jade pendant.

"That's right." Lu Xiaofeng sighed and took the jade pendant out of his arms, "When Sikong Monkey Spirit went to play, he took something from the master's house, and then he was chased and killed. ”

Hua Manlou's doubts that had not yet been exported had long been forgotten after taking the jade pendant, he just rubbed the jade pendant eagerly, wanting to confirm every detail, wanting to confirm that this jade pendant was the one that was left a hundred years ago and not taken away.

Lu Xiaofeng watched Hua Manlou's expression change from bewildered, confused, surprised, and happy to sadness, until he regained his usual gentleness, and then asked, "It seems that you know the owner of the jade pendant?" ”

Hua Manlou nodded and untied the jade pendant around his waist, "This jade pendant was carved for me by my father after I went home, and the one I used to do was left with my husband." ”

The two jade pendants are placed together, except for the slight difference in the quality of the jade, they look exactly the same.

Lu Xiaofeng knew that Hua Manlou had a gentleman, although Hua Manlou never revealed his name, and that gentleman never appeared later, but it was not difficult to feel their deep friendship from the tone alone.

"It seems that the flood washed the Dragon King Temple, and the monkey spirit you actually stole to Mr. Hua Manlou's house, and you deserve to be chased and beaten." Lu Xiaofeng patted Sikong Xingxing's shoulder, with his friendship with Hua Manlou, this matter should be easily settled. Thinking like this, he relaxed again.

"But the owner of the jade pendant doesn't seem to think so." Sikong Xingke has been staring at Hua Manlou, and he knows that this matter is not so simple by looking at his face.

"Flowers full of buildings?" Lu Xiaofeng was reminded by this, and also looked at Hua Manlou.

"I don't know where Brother Sikong got this jade pendant, is there anything else there?" Hua Manlou had to have a terrible idea, maybe after the theft of the relics of Wuhua, what Yusheng left behind was also discovered.

Sikong Xingxing had to explain the ins and outs of this matter to him from the beginning.

Hua Manlou's brows furrowed very quickly when he heard the wine-colored wealth and dignity, and when Sikong Xingxing described the mechanism in the secret room very carefully, he couldn't help but bow his head and think, and when the golden boy finally appeared, he didn't think about anything else, he just looked straight at Sikong Xingxing, "A golden boy who is extremely similar to me?" ”

Even though he knew that Hua Manlou couldn't see it, Sikong Xingxing still had a sense of oppression, and he turned his head uncomfortably, "I look like I'm in my early tens, and I have that jade pendant hanging around my waist." ”

"The golden boy beckons wealth, the beckoning boy ......" Hua Manlou muttered a few words, as if he had made up his mind, "Please also ask Brother Sikong to work again and take me there to have a look." ”

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Wine-colored wealth and solemnity, middle courtyard

The relics that stirred up the Shaolin Temple were being pinched up by Yusheng with two fingers at this time, and they were playing at will, but this kind of play was boring, he directly asked someone to send a box of pearls, sprinkled on the table at will, and then flicked it gently, and the holy object enshrined in the Shaolin Relic Pagoda suddenly became his toy to play marbles.

There is no partition on the edge of the table, and how to knock the pearl down while the relics are still on the table is a test of finger and eyesight. However, for Yusheng, this is just a small game, and soon, the box of pearls were all knocked to the ground, looking at the relics that did not move, Yusheng asked someone to send in a box of gold beads.

Wuhua, who had been pretending to be dead, finally couldn't help it.

"Stop!" Wuhua attached to the relics shouted, and the servant who came in with the gold bead in his hand bowed as if he had not heard anything, and then withdrew.

Wuhua felt that she and Yusheng were probably born to rush, they were oppressed by him when they were alive, and they had to be played with by him when they died, so they couldn't be better.

The consequence of being locked up in the relics pagoda for a hundred years without anyone to communicate with is that the elegant master of Wuhua has become a chatterbox, he started with the statue of Yusheng, every detail was remembered by him clearly, and he said everything that he said that he didn't dare to drink Yusheng when he was alive, and complained about it by the way.

“…… Reckless! A reckless man who can only play boxing! ”

"Come less, if I hadn't inspired you, would your light function practice be as good as Chu Liuxiang in the end?" Yusheng is very dissatisfied with Wuhua's slander, he likes to use his fists, but Wuhua also gets benefits from it.

"Why should I compare light skills with Chu Liuxiang, what I have is wisdom! Wisdom ......" Wuhua's voice stopped abruptly, and he looked at Yusheng with some surprise, "You...... Can you hear me? ”

"What do you say?" Yusheng flicked his fingers and flew the bullets that had been drawn to his eyes, "If it weren't for hearing you babbling, why would I take you back?" Do you look good at this relic? ”

"......" Wuhua quickly recalled what she was saying when Yusheng arrived, so as not to be turned over. When I remembered it, he was reciting the scriptures at the time, and there was nothing that should not have been there. Wuhua, who had regained her strength, began to defend her relics, "My relics are naturally unique. ”

"Oh?" Yusheng raised her eyebrows, to be more perfunctory and perfunctory.

"It's not that whoever is cremated after death will leave a relic!" Muhua decided to emphasize her preciousness first.

"I remember, I used to say that there are several ways to burn relics." Yusheng pulled the relics back and poked, "To be honest, did you become like this because of opportunism?" ”

Wuhua was speechless for a while, and he had suspected this matter for a long time. He asked him if the person he was Yusheng and how he could admit it. Skipping the question for the moment, he continued, "It doesn't matter, what matters is, have you ever seen a relic, which is more round than mine?" ”

"I remember when you shaved your head, it was really round." Keep poking.

"My relics still have colorful brilliance!" Wuhua tries to ignore Yusheng's movements, once again emphasizing her own distinctiveness.

"Well, that's right." Yusheng touched his chin and began to think about it, and before Wuhua could become happy, he made a decision, "I used the agate beads attached under the jade abacus to replace you from the relics pagoda, it is better for you to take the place of the agate beads." ”

...... knew it wasn't going to work, but Wuhua decided to struggle, "I think you're missing a jewel from your crown." ”

"Go dream." Yusheng was particularly ruthless, "I won't give you a chance to climb on top of me." ”