On the fifteenth day of the first month, the moon is full of Songshan. Free Fiction Portal

Shaolin is a very special sect in the ancient Chinese sect inheritance, like Wudang Emei and other sects, this ancient sect has been inherited for thousands of years, living in seclusion, but integrated into the red dust world.

Especially in recent years, Shaolin has been in line with the world, and the monks of the Damo Academy have also toured the mountains, earning a lot of money for Shaolin, and at the same time, it has also made a name for Shaolin.

Of course, the phrase that Chinese martial arts come out of Shaolin has been passed down since ancient times, and Shaolin can attract a large number of tourists to come for sightseeing without any publicity, and there are countless martial arts enthusiasts who have come thousands of miles to learn from their teachers.

It's just that the real Shaolin inner gate is isolated from the world, and as long as these masters don't take the initiative to show their abilities, even if they stand in front of you, you can't know whether he is a monk who recites scriptures or a monk who practices martial arts.

In front of a tomb behind Mt. Shomuro, under the moonlight, the gray night gives people a sense of gloomy fear. In particular, there is a grave here, and there is a person standing in front of the grave.

If a living person appears here, and sees such a picture, he will be frightened and cry, there are no ghosts in the world, but after seeing these pictures, human beings will instinctively give birth to all kinds of fantasies in their minds, so they will scare themselves.

The inscription on the tomb reads 'The tomb of the eleven mouths of the Huang family'.

The figure standing in front of the grave stood quietly here for a long time, and suddenly seemed to realize something, and suddenly glanced back.

In the forest behind him, the sound of swishing quickly disappeared, like a strange beast passing through the forest, retreating rapidly towards the mountain.

The man in front of the grave chuckled, raised his eyes in the direction of Shaomuro Mountain, and waited quietly for a moment. Then, the smile on the man's face stiffened slightly, and the two sword-like thick eyebrows frowned.

This person is Zhao Zilong.

The day before yesterday, he left the coast and came to the foot of Song Mountain, and then he secretly walked as a tourist in the forest at the foot of this Shaomu Mountain, and found out some interesting things that happened fourteen years ago, so he found this tomb.

When he noticed that someone was snooping in the forest behind him, the other party immediately withdrew, he laughed, and did not chase after him, but after a moment he suddenly had a trace of doubt.

Tu Shen and Tang Shiyi were besieged by the Shaolin masters for the first time here, why did they have been discovered here today but did not alarm the masters of the Shaolin Damo Academy?

Why didn't this Shaolin secret sentinel who spied on him give a warning and didn't invite fellow Shaolin masters to besiege him?

Isn't this person a disciple of Shaolin?

Zhao Zilong had doubts in his heart, and suddenly he couldn't sit still, and his body turned into an arc shadow and drilled into the forest.

Although there was a pause for a moment, Zhao Zilong's speed in the forest was definitely much faster than the person in front of him, and he had a keen sense of smell and insight in the forest, and the jungle tracking skills he had trained in the death training camp were perfectly displayed, but it only allowed him to track that figure in a moment.

The person in front of him was a martial arts master after all, and his sense of smell and sensitivity were very sensitive, and he quickly noticed that Zhao Zilong was following behind, and he actually sped up again.

Zhao Zilong was slightly surprised in his heart, the person in front of him still had reservations, it was really not simple, and why didn't this person say anything, he was really not from Shaolin?

Thinking of this, Zhao Zilong couldn't help but hesitate to continue to follow, after all, he was not a Shaolin disciple, and it would not be in the way for him to have outsiders break into Shaolin, and if he was discovered by a Shaolin disciple because of tracking this person, it would be worth the loss.

"Who dares to trespass on Shaolin Chong...... uh~~~"

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of light in front of him, but before the sound could be fully heard, it turned into a tragic sound, and suddenly there was no sound.

Zhao Zilong looked fixedly, his heart was slightly cold, and he saw that the person in front of him was quick to move on a man who looked like a monk who suddenly burst out, and directly crushed this person's throat.

"Sure enough, it's not a Shaolin disciple!" Zhao Zilong's heart moved, and he decided to follow up to see what was going on, to see who this person was and why he broke into the forbidden land behind Shaolin at night.

Following behind that person, he actually avoided the inspection of many Shaolin patrol disciples, and Zhao Zilong was more and more surprised, because the person in front seemed to be very familiar with Shaolin, turning left and right, and he was able to avoid the monitoring of those modern monitoring equipment installed.

This person is definitely not the first time to come to Shaolin, and he is even very familiar with Shaolin.

Zhao Zilong was full of curiosity about the person in front of him, and he tracked it all the way but did not forget to observe the surrounding terrain and scenery, and found that this person took himself around the Discipline Academy, the Luohan Hall and several pavilions, and soon came to a loft wing in the back mountain.

After Zhao Zilong came to this attic, he had an inexplicable vigilance in his heart, looking at the darkness of the surrounding wings, and then seeing the faint lights in the current wings, which suddenly made his face change slightly.

This feeling has been with him for many years, and it is very accurate, every time there is danger or an accident, he will have such a sense of vigilance, and he never imagined that he would have such a sense of vigilance when he came to this Buddhist gate pavilion shrouded in darkness.

In fact, this vigilance actually arose with the sudden disappearance of the person in front of him after entering the courtyard of this pavilion.

With Zhao Zilong's ability, he couldn't even detect how this person disappeared.

He was just a step slower, but the other party was able to quietly disappear into this wing courtyard, which surprised him very much.

No matter how familiar you are with this place, it is impossible to hide in some side room and disappear before you arrive, unless this person has suppressed the cultivation realm before, and it is not until now that it has been fully revealed.

Standing in the courtyard puzzled, suddenly hearing an old and angry roar roaring out, Zhao Zilong was shocked, and hurriedly turned his head to look at the only room with light.

"Poof!"

The old wooden door of the wing room burst open, and countless sawdust flew everywhere, and at the same time, a figure broke through the window and fell out towards the courtyard.

"Evil beast, you dare to harm me!"

The figure that flew out of the room let out a roar, but before the words could fall, a black figure on the top of the corridor outside the room fell rapidly, as if it had been set up a long time ago, and a palm as fast as lightning slapped on the body that flew out of the side room.

Zhao Zilong's pupils widened suddenly, and the thoughts in his mind were like lightning, and under the drastic change in his complexion, he decisively retreated.

It's a kill!

More of a trap!

Zhao Zilong has been in the Western underground world for many years, what kind of things have he never seen? And he was already agile and intelligent, and when he saw this happening, he immediately thought of this possibility.

Moreover, even if he is too careful, at least he should not appear here in a situation like this, once he appears here, he will either be killed by these people, or he can only become the target of the other party's framing and planting.

Zhao Zilong's reaction was not unpleasant, but it was still too late.

The figure that fell out of the chamber rushed directly towards him, and at the same time, there was a broken shout from behind: "Traitor, dare to hurt the abbot master, I will fight with you!" ”

The body that flew out of the wing room after being hit hard by someone just left the wing room and was hit hard by the master hidden in the eaves outside the room, and now flew towards Zhao Zilong, feeling the terrifying aura on Zhao Zilong's body, and then hearing the sad and angry screams of the person behind Zhao Zilong, this figure was seriously injured and didn't have time to think, and regarded Zhao Zilong as an enemy, and actually condensed the last body of true qi and slapped Zhao Zilong with both palms.

Zhao Zilong was shocked, and two cold glints shot out of his eyes.

He didn't have a good impression of Shaolin, and he didn't have much feeling for those so-called martial arts factions, but now that the other party took the lead in attacking him, how could he show weakness?

What's more, the aura coming from behind was too powerful for him not to attach great importance to.

Between the lightning and flint, Zhao Zilong broke off with a sigh in his mouth, his body opened to the side, and his palms were handed out to both sides at the same time.

"Bang...... Bang ......"

Almost at the same time, two dull sounds spread, and the person who attacked Zhao Zilong from behind suddenly let out a miserable scream, and was actually shocked by Zhao Zilong and flew out, and the figure who fell out of the wing room after suffering continuous heavy injuries was full of skill, causing the true qi in Zhao Zilong's body to suddenly surge, and he took several steps backwards in a row.

However, the figure was not comfortable, and it obviously let out a dull snort of pain, and then fell straight to the ground, unable to stand up.

A black shadow suddenly rushed out of the broken wing room like a ghost, Zhao Zilong's heart sank, and he was trying his best to fight against this person, but unexpectedly, the person came directly to the monk who threw himself on the ground, and smashed the man's vest with a fist.

"Poof......

The man on the ground suddenly spurted blood, forcibly turned his head to look at the person who shot at him, and stretched out his hand to point: "You...... You ......"

"Click!"

The voice that rushed out from behind grabbed the head of the monk on the ground with both hands, twisted it slightly, and heard the crisp sound of bone dislocation, and after the monk's head on the ground turned in a circle, his whole body softened, and he lay on the ground without sound.

Under the moonlight, Zhao Zilong had already seen who the figure chased out of the wing room was, this person he had seen in Binhai City a few months ago, it was Shi Zhen Zen Master, one of the four Zen masters of Shaolin Inner Gate. If he hadn't recognized this person, he couldn't have been so on guard when he ran out of the chamber before.

Although it happened too quickly and suddenly, and Zhao Zilong, as an outsider, didn't know what was going on at all, but the thoughts in his mind turned extremely fast, seeing Shi Zhen twisting off the head of the monk on the ground, and then thinking of the sound of the monk who attacked him behind before, he understood what was going on.

A chilling chill came up from the soles of his feet, instantly engulfing Zhao Zilong's whole body.

"Thief, you dare to break into my Shaolin forbidden land, and even kill my senior brother in charge, my Shaolin will never die with you! Quick, take this thief down for me, and I must not let him escape down the mountain!" ”

After Shi Zhen twisted the neck of Shaolin abbot Shi Dao, he was sure that Shi Dao would definitely die, and his face was suddenly full of grief, and he shouted angrily at Zhao Zilong, and he was the first to pounce on Zhao Zilong.

Zhao Zilong suffered the last blow of Shaolin Abbot Shi Dao before, coupled with the attack of the Luohan Hall monk behind him, he was caught in the middle to withstand the attack of the two martial arts masters, and the true qi in his body was almost unbearable, but fortunately, he had cultivated the Wuxiang Sutra to a certain level in the past few days, and he was able to stabilize the surging true qi in his body.

Now seeing that Shi Zhen planted himself and rushed towards him, his whole body exuded a terrifying killing intent, and the pictures of being framed seven years ago came to mind one by one, making him only have endless anger and killing intent at the moment......