Planting and going sick walks on the streets of Jinmen.

Mood, it's been a long time since I've been so relaxed. Jinmen is really a good place, and if you can go to such a place to raise it when you are old in the future, it is also a good choice. For the small citizens, the competition in Jinmen is still quite fierce, but for people who are sick and sick, the quarrel between the vendors is also a pleasant object to watch.

He suddenly remembered Yang Yingqi's words: "If you have the opportunity to go to Jinmen.........

The seventh general was right, the atmosphere here was indeed very relaxed, compared to Xiao Tienu's army, it was simply two worlds. Here, it's almost like Bianliang, maybe not as pure as Bianliang, but the weather is newer and even freer!

"That dog officer ......"

When passing by the General's Mansion, a woman on the Huabiao altar opposite was crying. The secretary of the Huabiaotan is recording the words of the women and forwarding them to the legal institution for the record. He stood aside and listened to the woman's cry, which was a weeping grievance, and many people around him wept. A member of the Relief Society, an organization spontaneously formed by some well-wishers in Jinmen, took the woman and placed her, and an old man urged the secretary to investigate the matter as soon as possible, because it might involve a major corruption case in the local area. From the words of this old man, he seemed to be one of the members of the "Huabiao Altar Evaluation Group", probably one of the institutions elected by the people to supervise the operation of the Huabiao Altar.

During this period, he saw Yang Yingqi's carriage passing by the Huabiao altar, and he ignored the cries of the people and the shouts of the onlookers, and did not stop at all to "observe the people's feelings", and went to do his own business - but there was not necessarily any urgency when he saw the way the carriage walked. The people of Tianjin are not surprised by this, anyway, there is a special person in charge of the matter, so why bother the seven generals to meddle in things.

After seeing the illness for a while, he turned around and asked the location of the Gushan Temple, followed the flow of incense into the temple, found the Jizo Pavilion, and prayed for his comrades who died. At this time, the scale of the Gushan Temple is not small, not only the Buddha hall has more than a dozen halls, and the left is the medical hall, the right is the righteous house, and there is a Yixue school with the largest specifications in the whole Tianjin gate near the Tibetan scripture pavilion in the back. Kind of sick is self-touring, suddenly there is a noisy person in the front hall, it turned out to be a ** monk with the right shoulder is loudly inviting the battle, calling himself a warrior monk of the Shaolin Temple of the Great Song Dynasty, to the famous monk Wuming single-handedly.

"The monks of Shaolin Temple and the monks of Gushan Temple go head-to-head?"

It was interesting to see the disease, but after a while, there was an eventful person: "Shaolin monk, you are in the wrong place!" This is Gushan Temple, the place of the Tiantai sect. Master Wuming's Zen Martial Arts School is not here. ”

The monk asked the troubled young man there, "Follow me!" ”

The monk followed, and the disease also went away with the flow of people, and soon came to the Zen Martial Arts School, but it was just a big house with three entrances before and after, and the façade was very simple, and I couldn't see that this was the martial arts hall that had caused a sensation in the East China Sea in recent years!

The monk shouted a challenge outside the door, and soon a boy came out of the door and said, "Is it the master of Shaolin Temple?" ”

"Of course!"

The boy asked the Dharma teacher.

"Poor monk Huiyin, the seat teacher is the current Shaolin abbot Haikuan Zen master."

He is a person from Zhongzhou, who studied martial arts in the Central Plains, and has a little relationship with Shaolin Temple, and when he heard this, he knew that this monk was an impostor. Although Shaolin is famous for martial arts, the contemporary abbot is a monk and does not know martial arts.

The boy obviously knew about this, and said with a dumb smile: "Does Zen Master Haikuan also know martial arts?" ”

The monk thought that the boy was sarcastic about Haikuan, and said angrily: "You dare to slander the ancestor!" ”

The boy couldn't stop laughing and said, "Ancestor? Zen Master Haikuan hasn't passed away yet, so you can call him the first teacher! ”

The monk was furious, bullied forward, the boy was short, his shoulders against his lower abdomen to push him out, who knew that this Huiyin monk also had some ability, the boy was young and small, failed to top him a heel, only he took a few steps back, was the big monk after the castration rubbed his body and bullied, hugged the boy and hit his forehead with his forehead, hit the boy bitterly. The boy was nimble with his hands and feet, but after all, he was too young, and this monk came completely by his own figure, so he suffered.

The people next to him all coaxed and reprimanded the monk for bullying the small and having no martial arts, but the monk instead said with a heartfelt speech: "Lao Tzu, this is an iron head skill!" ”

Seeing that he was sick, he frowned, walked over and hooked the flesh of the monk's neck with an iron hook, and the monk screamed in pain, and his hand naturally let go of the boy, and at the same time his feet were propped up, so as to relieve the pain of the neck flesh being pierced by the iron hook. He took advantage of the straightening of his knees and kicked him to his knees, and then let go of the iron hook.

The monk was furious, his hand was propped up, and he pounced on him and fought desperately, but as soon as he got out of the way, he stumbled and fell on his foot. Many of the onlookers on the side were knowledgeable, and they all applauded when they saw the trick of getting sick. The monk struggled and pounced again, and he still gave way and stumbled when he got sick, but the monk just couldn't avoid this trick. After coming and going like this three or four times, the monk fell with a blue nose and swollen face, knowing that he had met a hot hand today, he didn't dare to make any more trouble, and he went away.

He shook his head and was about to leave, when suddenly someone inside the door called out to the Buddha and said, "Gao Ming, Gao Ming!" I don't know what this strong man is called? ”

When he turned around from his illness, he saw that it was a monk, and raised his hand and said, "Don't dare, surname." ”

The monk said, "It turned out to be a strong man." Listening to the strong man's accent, he doesn't look like a local, is he coming to participate in the next East China Sea Ring? ”

He smiled and said: "Xiao Ke has worked hard these two times, but he doesn't dare to go up and offer ugliness!" ”

The monk said: "This is a bad word. I think that the strength of a strong man should be inherited by a martial arts master. If you are a self-taught person, it doesn't hurt to be so humble; But if you come from a famous family, you should not take the doctrine of the teacher lightly. ”

Hearing this, he hurriedly said, "I've been taught." ”

The monk asked again: "I don't know if I can tell you one or two things." ”

He smiled and shook his head. The monk looked at the crowd around him and said, "It's the monk who is confused." A strong man, there is quite a lot of tea in the house, can you deign to go in and rest your feet? ”

He said in a sick heart: "What is the inside of this Zen Martial Arts School like, it doesn't hurt to go in and take a look." Then he thanked him, and the monk led him into the hall.

Entering the gate, it is a large courtyard, the courtyard is lined with eighteen kinds of weapons and all kinds of equipment for fighting strength, and then enter a heavy door, but it is some elegant and clean porch houses. The monk led the sick into one of the huts and treated each other with tea.

He asked, "Is the master the famous Wuming Zen Master of Jinmen?" ”

The monk smiled and said: "The strong man has confessed his fallacy, how can Senior Brother Wuming be as old as me?" In fact, I am also a passer-by here, and I have to be treated politely by my brother and disciple, and I will stay here for a few days to learn martial arts with his disciples. ”

He said with a sigh of illness: "It turns out that the master is also a foreigner, but I don't know where the treasure temple is and how to call the treasure name." ”

The monk said: "Shaolin Haitong." ”

He felt sick for a while, and then smiled: "In this way, the fake Shaolin monk just now was Confucius who sold his knowledge, and he got a big axe at the door of Luban." Xiao Ke was also abrupt, he knew that there was a master of Shaolin warrior monks here, so he should not act rashly and prevent the monk from showing his magical powers. ”

Haitong smiled and said: "It is a very happy thing for a strong man to fight this fake on behalf of Shaolin, my generation should only be grateful, how can it be strange?" He asked again: "The martial arts inheritance of a strong man also has some relationship with Shaolin?" ”

If the other party is a layman, he will go to the disease or tell him bluntly, but Haitong is a famous contemporary warrior monk in Shaolin Temple, and has many contacts with various martial artists in Zhongzhou. ”

Monk Haitong was not surprised, he smiled and just persuaded tea. After a while, he said: "Haitong is fifty years old, but he is like a teenager who loves martial arts. Today, I saw such a strong man's martial arts, and my heart was itchy and hard to scratch, I don't know if a strong man is willing to go down and prove it? ”

Don't even dare to say that you are going to get sick, Haitong invites again, you still resign from planting and going sick, Haitong invites three times, and you are proud of your heart, and you think: "Do you want to gain insight into my teacher's origin through martial arts?" Hum! I don't need the martial arts taught by Shaolin monks, and I can fight with you! Then he said: "It's rare for the master to be so elegant, but it's disrespectful to go to the sick!" ”

Haitong was overjoyed, so he ordered the boy to prepare to change clothes. Sea Passage: "There's a quiet place in the backyard, so why don't you just have a showdown there?" ”

He said, "Very good." ”

The two changed into short-sleeved clothes and pants, and Haitong led them to the backyard, but saw a large sandy area paved on the side of a rockery, stepping over the railing, and the soles of their feet touched the soft and hard places, which was just right for them.

He took a piece of cloth and wrapped the sharp part of the iron hook, and said: "You are missing a hand, just use it to make up for it, why wrap it!" ”

He smiled and said, "You are getting old, and Xiao Ke should let you do it." ”

Haitong raised his eyebrows and was angry, and suddenly bullied him to attack him, and saw that he was in a hurry, so he dodged and dodged, and his leg swept back into the opponent's shin, Haitong was in pain, and he was almost about to fall, and a cat rolled away for a few feet, and then stood up and said: "Good kung fu." ”

He smiled and said, "It's the great monk who shouldn't be angry!" ”

Haitong stepped up and said, "Come again, come again." ”

He praised in his heart: "Ordinary people eat my foot, and they can't get up for three days, this Haitong monk is really good, and he has a good body of muscles!" Walking around under his feet, trying to find his flaws, but Haitong set his mind, and there was no place to get rid of the disease, the two of them held each other for a long time, and they were slightly irritable in their hearts, and they were seen through by Haitong, and they were deceived and approached, and the two of them intersected their wrists, and they felt that their hands were sore, and they were restrained, and then their waists were supported, and the whole person was thrown out, but the second round was lost.

Haitong said with a smile: "The monk is not old yet, but he is a strong man who is missing a hand, and he will suffer after all." ”

The two of them were originally competing, but the eyes of the disease were as if they were going to kill. Haitong was taken aback when he saw this, and when he saw him approaching, the strip of cloth that covered his severed hand suddenly cracked, and the white dangling iron hook slashed towards his neck.

Haitong was horrified, if both sides fought for their lives, they might not be able to win him. But at this time, one forgot to work hard, and the other consciously restrained, and Haitong fell behind.

Seeing that a good competition was about to see blood, suddenly a hand stretched out from behind and forcibly pressed the shoulders that were sick.