Chu Zihe opened his eyes and looked at the unfamiliar environment around him in confusion, where am I?

"No flowers?"

Suddenly, I remembered the white-clothed monk in the jade tablet space, touching the top of his head, bare, not even a little hair root, sure enough, he was possessed again, the hateful monk had no flowers!

Chu Zihe's face was gloomy, and he said that he was not ready, so he sent himself in, but unfortunately he couldn't enter the jade tablet after entering the plot space, otherwise he had to point to Wuhua's nose and scold, how could he do this if he asked someone to help?

Sure enough, the most charming villain is only suitable for quietly appreciating from afar, not up close.

Just, what the hell is this place?

The Chuzi River raises its head, the sun sets, the grass and trees are secluded, the bamboo forest is swaying, and the stream is swaying, which is a good picture of tranquil natural scenery.

Turning his head, there is an ancient temple standing under the twilight, the temple gate is faintly visible, and the bell in the ear is faintly heard.

No, could it be that you have arrived at the South Shaolin Temple in Putian, the master of the flowerless school?

Chu Zihe picked up his plain clothes and white socks, pulled his legs and ran back, ran to the mountain gate in one go, finally verified his guess, and sat on the ground tired.

Putian South Shaolin Temple!

"I don't know where the plot goes, I have to find someone to ask. But the jade tablet really doesn't prompt the task.,It's good to breathe freely.,I just don't know when this possession will end.,It's estimated that it depends on the flowerless face in the jade tablet space.,Hey,I'm running errands back and forth.,It's really fucking hard! ”

Chu Zihe took a deep breath of Konoha Qingqi, turned his back to the sunset, stepped into the mountain gate step by step, and walked straight to the main hall, but he kept cursing the unscrupulous monk in his mind.

The demeanor is high, the wisdom is lonely, let those praises go to hell, the best villain is really still a villain, there is something wrong with his temperament, but he doesn't know that Chu Zihe's own temperament is not much better than others, but he hasn't realized it yet.

Chu Zihe trotted, passed through the stone steps of the mountain gate, crossed the quiet courtyard, and finally saw the cigarette-filled, solemn hall, rows of monks were doing evening classes in the room, their mouths were stirring, and the scriptures were swallowed, and it seemed that there was really that kind of ancient charm.

The monk's mouth is really based on practice.

"Nephew Wuhua, it's just right that you're back, the senior brother in charge is looking for you, saying that you are good at Dongying tea ceremony, let you help him draw water to cook tea when you come back, you often walk on the rivers and lakes, he hasn't drunk the tea you brewed for a long time, I miss it!" A Shaolin monk with gray eyebrows and long hair came from the west, with a kind face, and put his hands together in front of Chu Zihe, and spoke.

Draw water to make tea?

Chu Zihe was puzzled, but he didn't show it on his face, but he seemed to remember something later, and he was shocked, so he ran to the west.

"Master Wuhua, the west side is the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and the senior brother lives in the east courtyard, what are you doing there?" The gray-eyed old monk looked surprised and kept prompting him.

Chu Zihe's heart suddenly made waves, I remember the ending chapters of "Fragrance in the Sea of Blood", Chu Liuxiang entered Southern Shaolin, wasn't Wuhua helping his master Master Tianfeng draw water and make tea? It's just that the tea is extremely poisonous Tianyi divine water!

Could it be that the plot has come to an end, and I don't want to die yet! That Wuhua was forced to commit suicide by the chasing Chu Liuxiang?

Chu Zihe was extremely depressed, he heard the words of Uncle Gray Eyebrows, and ran back on the ground, just in case, he directly threw down a sentence: "Uncle Shi, if you meet a strange man who is a god of wind and jade, who is extremely light and has trespassed on our temple, you must tell him that Wuhua has gone down the mountain, you must remember, it is very important!" By the way, uncle, where is Master's meditation room? ”

"Senior nephew, is there an enemy attacking? Then don't worry, I will definitely guard the mountain gate. The gray-eyed old monk pointed to a meditation room in the deepest part of the left, and looked at the nephew who was in a hurry, with a firm face.

"Actually, I really want to see this moon-stepping boy - Xiang Shuai Chu Liuxiang, how handsome, unparalleled, and resourceful, but unfortunately, I am now a wonderful monk without flowers, Chu Liuxiang's number one enemy, I can't see it! I can't see it until the last moment, hey, by the way, this jade tablet doesn't have a designated task, maybe the original meaning of Wuhua is to completely die in the hands of Chu Liuxiang, understand all grievances, and the reputation of the province will be ruined in the future, I want to insert an extra lever halfway, wouldn't it be against the meaning of Wuhua, then my reward will not be there? Chu Zihe's footsteps slowed down, and he was puzzled.

"Now the jade tablet doesn't provide tasks, although the degree of freedom has increased, but it can't figure out the pulse. Forget it, what am I anxious about, I came to this plot space to get more benefits, to upgrade the jade tablet, and then to solve the problem of the villain, maybe at the last moment, Wuhua will tell me the final task, then I don't need to worry. ”

Chu Zihe showed a relaxed attitude, leisurely looking at the last meditation room and walking, at this time, the sun set, the night slowly settled.

"Hey, I think I heard the Scripture Pavilion just now? Ah, the Pavilion of the Scriptures, the Pavilion of the Scriptures, what did I miss! Chu Zihe was annoyed, if he directly found the supreme internal strength method passed down by the ancestor of this Buddha sect from inside, it would not be in vain to possess himself once, it is really, it is a big loss, it is not too late to go back now, I don't know if the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is closed?

Chu Zihe turned around and wanted to leave, but he didn't expect an old voice to sound in the house, and he stopped him directly.

"Wuhua, you're here. Come here and let Master see you! ”

Chu Zihe just wanted to pump his two big mouths and sneak away quietly, so he had to respond while entering the door.

"Master, it's me who has no flowers, I'm back, how are you doing?"

Chu Zihe pushed open the door, only to see that under the flickering candle flame, a thin old monk with white eyebrows was sitting in the meditation room, and a small purple clay stove, a purple copper kettle, and a set of exquisite tea sets were placed in front of the center, and even the tea making tools were ready.

"Wuhua, it's good for you to come back, a few days ago I heard the disciples in the temple say that the Shenshui Palace is going to send someone to pick you up and give a lecture, Wuhua, this Shenshui Palace is not a good place to go!"

Chu Zihe was originally holding a purple clay pot and was about to make tea, when he heard the old monk's words, his hands trembled, and he immediately fell down.

"Ahh

Chu Zihe suddenly came to his senses and was about to pick it up, but found that the purple clay pot was sitting firmly on the stove.

"Whew!"

Chu Zihe's face twitched, this old monk is so profound, because he didn't see when the fallen purple clay pot returned to the stove with his flowerless body eyesight, it is estimated that Chu Liuxiang does not have such a fast body and hand speed.

However, the reason why he was stunned just now was only because this plot was not the finale at all, which made him worried, but the plot had just begun. The ruthless old witch Jellyfish Yin Ji on the rivers and lakes has not let Wuhua go to preach, you must know that it was because Wuhua went to preach that she stole Tianyi Shenshui from Shenshui Palace, and then caused the misunderstanding of Shenshui Palace Chu Liuxiang's plot, which is really a false alarm.

"Master, I know, but our Buddhists pay attention to universalizing sentient beings, good and evil, beautiful and ugly, everything is empty. There is great evil in life, if you can wash it with Buddhist scriptures, abandon evil and follow good, and return to the pure lotus, it will also be of great benefit to us Shaolin, and it is a good deed to the rivers and lakes, why not! "Chu Zihe learned from Che Dan's master and apprentice to talk nonsense, but looking at the reaction of the old monk of Tianfeng, the effect should be not bad.

"Okay, then I'll rest assured, I'll be in retreat for the teacher for a while, and after eating this tea, you can go back and rest."

"Got it, Master, don't worry, I'll give you a special tea today."

"Oh, then the teacher needs to taste it well, haha......"

Under the dim candlelight, the red mud boils wonderful tea, adding fragrance to the plain hands. However, Chu Zihe wiped the sweat on his head from time to time, exhausting him. How do he know what Dongying tea ceremony, he just mixed several kinds of tea together, like a cocktail, mixed up, I didn't expect this to be praised by the old monk, what is the unique fragrance, the charm is long, he fooled back, so dangerous, if the old monk mistakenly thought that it was easy to be a bad person, it would not be good, maybe he would send himself directly to see the Buddha, you must know that the basic skills of Yi Rong can always be very common in Gu Long's novels.

However, now he is lying in the flowerless meditation room, but he can no longer sleep.

"Do you want to visit the Scripture Pavilion at night?" Chu Zihe's eyes lit up, although this is not his body, but Wuhua's identity and martial arts instinct are there, there shouldn't be a big problem, right?

Just do it, Chu Zihe got out of bed directly and walked out of the door.

At this time, the moonlight is like water, flowing in this solemn architectural complex, which is particularly beautiful.