"Amitabha. As the saying goes, everything follows fate, and all laws come from the heart. If the heart is like a candlelight, there is no darkness in the eyes, and if the heart is like a hole fire, there is nothing missing. ”

The old monk clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "Master Han, you and Lao Qu can meet here, it is fate." If you're interested, you might as well spend a few more days here, and you might find something to gain from it. ”

"Even if the master doesn't say it, the juniors also plan to disturb it recklessly!" Han Yu said, his eyebrows raised slightly, and he said with some surprise: "The master knows that my surname is Han?" ”

Hu Lai was also stunned and said, "I haven't introduced it yet!" ”

"Hehe, although Lao Wei has been in the mountains for a long time and doesn't care about the world, after all, he is still in the red dust, and he hasn't really jumped out of the five elements. Shame, shame! The nameless old monk clasped his hands together and said lightly.

Only then did Han Yu realize that from his debut to the present, the most difficult person he had encountered was this old monk. If you don't say it, you don't say it, but you don't say it.

Compared with this old monk, the sinister and powerful one almost killed him, and Yanagi Zhenhai, who made Gu Zi tattooed and seriously injured, was nothing.

"The master is a monk with a way, and if he can listen to the master's teachings, it is an honor for the black cloth. It's just that I came this time to meet the abbot master, can I allow Heiyi to come and ask the master for advice after meeting the abbot of your temple? With the old monk, Han Yu even added a little caution when he spoke.

The nameless old monk smiled slightly: "Amitabha, the donor will go by himself, needless to say." The old man will continue to prune, so he will not send it. ”

"Thank you, Master!" Han Yu returned the knife with both hands.

After Hu Lai also saluted his uncle, he took Han Yu and the two and continued to walk towards the mountain.

The mountain is quite gentle, stretching for at least four or five hundred meters.

Han Yu and the three of them walked forward for a while, and when they turned around, they could still see the figure of the pruning monk haunting among the peach trees. The moon-white monk's robe is like a spirit in the mountains.

Han Yu sighed as he walked: "Shaolin thousand-year-old temple, Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger, now it is finally insightful." Hey, your uncle and ancestor are so skilled, why do you let him prune and watch the door? ”

Hu Laiba smacked his lips and said, "Where do I know? This is the first time I've seen him do it! ”

"You mean, you haven't seen him do anything with anyone before?"

Hu Lai said with a bitter face: "Ah, do you think this Shaolin is in a novel, and someone will come to kick the hall every once in a while?" Even if there is, that person will not do anything with him, an old monk who is more than a hundred years old! ”

"He's over a hundred years old?" This time it was Han Yu's turn to be shocked.

Hu Lai rubbed his cheeks and said, "It should be." Hey, how come I didn't notice this before? Uncle Shi, the body is tough, the complexion is ruddy, the pruning branches are like flowing clouds, and the wind blows the white clouds, which is clearly the realm of martial arts when it reaches the realm of transformation! ”

"Don't you know about it?" Han Yu was surprised.

Hu Lai said bitterly: "It is estimated that only a few people know!" Even I regarded him as an ordinary deacon monk, mother, think about the time when he wanted to teach me pruning, I was still lazy, you said that if I learned his hand...... Hey, no wonder the master went back and beat me up! Hey, it's a pity, it's missed......"

Han Yu looked at him dumbfounded, and then he realized that there was such a paragraph between him and the nameless old monk.

"If I were your master, I would have beaten you up."

Han Yu thought about how Hu Lai's master felt when he heard the news, couldn't he beat people?

The strength of this old monk is almost beyond the scope of martial arts, and in his movements, Han Yu can no longer see a little artificially carved fireworks. What does it mean to have it at your fingertips, this is it.

It's rare for the old monk to say that they are destined, if he can let him guide him twice......

Thinking of the excitement, Han Yu couldn't help coughing twice, and a strange blush flashed on his face.

Hu Lai couldn't help but be a little worried: "Boss, are you okay?" These days, how do you hear that you cough a lot? Is it uncomfortable? ”

Han Yu waved his hand and said, "I don't know what's going on, but occasionally I feel a little stuffy in my chest, so I cough twice." Maybe you're tired these days, right? ”

"I think you'd better go back and find the old ship to check it out. This physical problem should not be careless! Hu Lai persuaded softly.

Han Yu smiled and said, "Okay, can I still not know my body?" It's not a big deal, so don't worry about it. ”

The kung fu of speaking has reached the halfway point of the mountain. At this moment, a loud bell rang suddenly. One time, two times......

Han Yu stopped, looked up at the mountain, Hu Lai was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Welcome bell?" ”

The bell rang incessantly, echoing in the valley, and on the stone street in front of them, two groups of monks had already walked briskly down.

The expression on Hu Lai's face kept changing, and when the monks on the mountain were less than fifty meters away from them, the bell finally stopped.

Hu Lai turned his head and looked at Han Yu with a strange look, as if he was looking at a monster: "Thirty-six rings? Boss, what is your identity? Can you let the Shaolin Inner Temple come to greet you with thirty-six bells? ”

Han Yu was also a little stunned: "These monks, won't they also come to pick us up?" ”

"Unless they treat us as if they are here to challenge the mountain gate and drive us away." Hu Lai muttered: "Could it be that we are already so famous?" That's not right! ”

"What's wrong, what are you going to do now?" Han Yu was also a little anxious, the bigger the battle in Shaolin, the more formal it was, and the more sloppy it was!

He has a limited understanding of Buddhism, but he also knows that these people with faith are really too taboo. The stronger the faith, the more there is no room for blasphemy!

You just have to look at the world to see this, the wars between Muslims, the wars of the Crusaders, the wars between Pakistan and Israel......

There are also people who make human bombs for the sake of faith, set themselves on fire and self-immolation, etc., and there are countless examples that show that once the bottom line of these people is touched, it is crazy.

Han Yu didn't want to be stepped on by so many forest monks, and then thrown to the bottom of the mountain to feed the rabbits!

"Thirty-six bells, where are you worried? You are now the No. 1 guest of Shaolin, unless you set this place on fire, otherwise, no one will have the slightest disrespect for you! ”

Hu Lai didn't seem to have come back to his senses, and he said with a puzzled face: "I wondered, last time, I came to offer incense on the 1st, and the temple only rang the welcome bell thirty-six times." The abbot led the team to greet him at the mountain gate in front. Your treatment has exceeded No. 1, damn, could it be that some of the teachers and nephews who rang the bell checked the wrong number? ”

Han Yu didn't know that this welcome bell and greeting etiquette still had such a big doorway.

was told by Hu Lai, and his heart became more and more uneasy.

The Shaolin monks who came first, dressed in gray monk's robes, although they were not very old, they walked vigorously, and in a blink of an eye, they came to the front, they were divided left and right, turned into two columns, and stood at both ends of the bluestone stone steps.

About a meter apart stood one until the end of the stone path.

The monks stood still, then put their palms together, leaned in the direction of Han Yu, and recited in unison: "Amitabha, welcome the black-clothed benefactor!" ”

For a while, all around were Amitabha Buddha, greeting the echo of the black-clothed benefactor, as if the mountains and rocks around him were also expressing their attitudes.

Han Yu was a bold and fat person, but at this time, he was still trembling by this huge battle. However, black clothes are black clothes after all, although he has no bottom in his heart, but his face does not show any light.

He hurriedly clasped his hands together and said in a loud voice: "Amitabha, there are all the masters who are far away, sins and sins!" ”

Hu Lai pulled him and said in a low voice: "Don't be guilty, let's go quickly!" ”

He had already caught a glimpse of the figures of several red robes at the mountain gate. Where do you not know, where is the abbot's meditation car already waiting?

Several people walked up quickly, along the way, the monks stood on both sides, silently reciting the scriptures, for a time Buddha incense chanting, around the surroundings.

Waiting for the place of the mountain gate, Hu Lai first saluted, although this monk is a wine and meat monk, but for the feelings of Shaolin Temple, for the respect of these fellow doors, there is no doubt.

With a smile on his face, he bowed down and said, "Amitabha, the disciple has seen the abbot uncle, the correction uncle, the cultivator uncle, the Tianhai senior brother, and all the senior brothers!" ”

"The sky master and nephew have worked hard!"

"The abbot is polite, and the sky is ashamed! This is the black cloth I mentioned to you, this is the fat brother in black. Hu Lai introduced Han Yu to everyone.

Han Yu knew Hu Lai's name for the first time. But I didn't dare to make fun of it, but I just stood solemn.

"Amitabha, two distinguished guests came from afar, the old man has never greeted him from afar, I hope you will forgive me!"

One of the old monks, looking at the age of sixty years away, between the eyebrows has been faintly visible silver silk wrap, he is 1.8 meters tall, obliquely draped in a big red robe, hanging a circle of Buddha beads around his neck, his right hand also holds a string of small, well-proportioned bones, solemn treasures, at this time with a smile, giving people a feeling like a spring breeze.

Where did Han Yu dare to be lazy, and said busily: "Master Abbot is polite, the younger generation is ashamed!" Disturbing the treasure temple and messing with the masters to clean up is really panicked. ”

"Hehe, you have a relationship with my mountain gate, why do you say that you are uneasy? When I arrived, I felt like I was in my own home. Come on, inside please! ”

The abbot smiled, leaned to the side, and led with one hand.

Han Yu hurriedly said that he didn't dare, so he asked the master to take a step first, and then he wanted to step forward to keep up.

But just as he walked past the two senior monks who were wearing big red robes and were called uncles by Hu Lai, the correction monk with a dark face and a serious face, who was fifty or sixty years old, suddenly took a step forward, and his shoulder slammed into him silently.

This old monk, with a burly and strong body, hit it slightly, and it actually carried a kind of strong strength like a bamboo.

Where did Han Yu think that the other party would suddenly attack him next to this mountain gate, in full view of everyone?

His shoulders hit him, and his body was about to fall involuntarily, and where the shoulders of the two intersected, there was a faint cold force, as if it wanted to erode towards his body.

Thanks to his reaction far beyond ordinary people, the trembling power from the snowy mountain in his back swam around in an instant, and the feeling disappeared.

The old monk's eyebrows raised, and Han Yu took the opportunity to flash his body, followed behind the old abbot, half a body behind, and walked away.

When the old monk couldn't see it, a strange flush flashed on Han Yu's face.

He almost coughed out again just now, but he didn't want people to look down on him, so he held back.

However, this also aroused his vigilance, and his body seemed to be really wrong. And what makes him even more depressed is that within Shaolin, there seem to be people who don't welcome him, such as this amendment.

The fight between the two was done in secret.

Originally, after Han Yu and the abbot entered, they should have presided over the revision master of the Discipline Academy and the master of the cultivation of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, so the correction turned around and did not arouse the suspicion of others.

In their opinion, he and Han Yu were just passing by, but they didn't expect that they had secretly made a mistake.