Walking and walking, I came to the corner of the west wing, and suddenly! A sound of humming accompanied by the sound of iron slamming came to my ears!

Guo Zhiyuan was puzzled, "Could it be that someone can't fight here?" ”

With questions, Guo Zhiyuan walked in, and as soon as he entered the door of the inner courtyard, he saw a Lingfeng giant blade, glowing with white light in the night, and the place where it landed was the bloody head on his shoulder!

"Ahh , Guo Zhiyuan was so frightened that he sat on the ground.

The giant blade stopped with a voice, "Who?!" A heroic voice asked aloud.

Looking at the big knife above his head, Guo Zhiyuan sighed, and only shouted that it was dangerous! Only then did he come to his senses, stood up, and unconsciously clapped his hands and praised, "Good knife technique, good knife technique!" ”

"Who are you? Why is it here? ”

Guo Zhiyuan looked at the person in front of him by the moonlight, the person in front of him was burly, his voice was like a bell, his eyes were like divine light, and he looked a bit like the young monk Guo Zhiyuan saw in the Daxiong Treasure Hall before.

Before the crossing, Guo Zhiyuan admired the skilled warrior monks in the martial arts novels very much, and at this time, seeing that the young warrior monk was so skilled, he was happy to see the hunting, and he had the intention to recruit, so he hurriedly bowed and said: "Under Guo Zhiyuan, passing through here, spending a night, long night, no intention of sleeping, pacing, I don't want to disturb the master, sin and sin, the master is like a god, admire and admire!" ”。

"Oh, the donor also knows how to swords?!" The warrior monk probably belonged to the category of martial idiots, and when he heard Guo Zhiyuan praise his sword skills, he suddenly became interested.

Guo Zhiyuan naturally doesn't know anything about martial arts, but he has read a lot of martial arts novels before him, and it is naturally no problem to talk about it, he also saw that this warrior monk is particularly interested in martial arts, and he has the heart to solicit, so he naturally wants to show off, so he pretended to wave his hand profoundly: "Ashamed, ashamed, I have no power to bind the chicken, and I don't know anything about martial arts, but just now the master's blade stopped on the lower head, and then fell a little, and his life was not guaranteed, so it can be seen that the master has reached the realm of free release, One day, he will be able to achieve the unity of man and sword, and no knife is better than a knife! ……”。

"Man and knife in one! No knife is better than a knife! The warrior monk's eyes lit up all of a sudden, he was obsessed with martial arts, and he was in a bottleneck period at this time, so he was depressed, practicing knives late at night, but Guo Zhiyuan's words suddenly helped him open a window and let him find a new direction!

The warrior monk laughed, "The Sprinkle family has been dancing the knife for so many years, and has never met a person who really understands the knife, although the donor is humble and does not understand the knife technique, but in the eyes of the Sprinkle family, it is a person who really understands the knife, listen to the words of the donor, and win ten years of martial arts, it is really happy!" ”。

"Could it be that the other monks in the temple are as strong in martial arts as the masters?" Guo Zhiyuan's eyes lit up, this is to form a warrior monk group, it is not a god to kill a god, but a Buddha*!

"All day long, they just chant Buddha sutras and count the incense money. How can I be so idle. The warrior monk pursed his lips with some disdain.

"Then the master must be the mainstay of the temple?" Guo Zhiyuan's eyes flashed, and he heard something else from the words of the warrior monk, and said deliberately.

Having said this, the warrior monk suddenly became sad, sighed, put down the long knife, sat on the stone pier, bowed his head and said nothing, so sad.

"Master, why is that? ......" Guo Zhiyuan affirmed the judgment in his heart more and more, and continued to ask.

"The original name of the Sprinkle family is square, is a rough person, not pleasing to people, the master before the Sprinkle family is the head of the monk, is responsible for the precepts in the temple, the Sprinkle family has been following my master Yuan Neng to practice martial arts when he was very young, the Sprinkle family likes, but the other disciples are dedicated to the Buddha, we are quite repulsive to those of us who dance knives and guns, there was a master before, I can live here quite quietly, I already like fists and feet, never disturb people...... "The warrior monk sighed and said.

"Later, my master was killed by a stone falling from the mountain because of a year of going out, the temple was calm, and there was no longer any need for the monks, the Sprinkle family was a person with a wide heart, but I always felt that the audience was excluded from the brothers on weekdays, and the presiding abbot saw that I was upright, so he accepted me to re-enter his door, let me devote myself to the Buddha, abandon my fists and feet, and in order to restrain my words and deeds, I was named Fa Zheng......" As Guo Zhiyuan expected, this great monk really didn't have any thoughts, he was very sincere, and he revealed his heart to himself without chatting a few words, and told it eloquently.

"Then why is the master so distressed?"

"Boom!" , Fa Zheng picked up his sandbag-sized fist and knocked down the stone table fiercely, and said indignantly: "A few days ago, a pilgrim came to the temple, and he was very generous, and he gave a hundred taels of sesame oil money at once. Lustful disciples, I fell in love with a female benefactor who came to the temple to offer incense, and actually insulted the female benefactor in broad daylight. Luster ......".

"As a result, the senior brothers blamed me, saying that I had cut off the financial route in the temple, and said that they would drive me out of the temple, but they were angry, and they quarreled with them, they were all senior brothers, how could I be heavy-handed, not to scare them, but they actually pretended to be injured and fell to the ground and couldn't ......."

"So today you knelt in front of the host to give a lecture?" Guo Zhiyuan responded to the guess in his heart and said.

"I'm ashamed that I don't want to be seen by the donor."

"Haha, the swallow bird knows the ambition of the bird, why should the master go to his heart, can today's dark clouds still cover tomorrow's moon?" Guo Zhiyuan laughed.

Fa Zheng's eyes lit up again, and he laughed heartily: "Haha, listening to the donor's words today, it really makes me feel a lot happier!" If there is wine at this time, I really want to have a few drinks with the benefactor! ”

"What? The master is not afraid of the rules and precepts in this monastery? The host heard that he was going to talk to you again. Guo Zhiyuan joked.

I heard a "bang" again, and this time Fa Zheng's fist knocked the stone table straight and swayed, "Hey, after tonight, the miscellaneous family may not be able to stay in this temple......."

"Why did the master say this?" Guo Zhiyuan pretended to be surprised, but in fact, he was secretly happy in his heart.

"The senior brothers have already given me an ultimatum, asking me to throw away all the swords and sticks and martial arts books left by my master, and I am not allowed to do it in the future, otherwise I will be driven out of the temple. What the master left me, how can I say that I threw it away? The master treats me like a father and son, isn't it unfilial piety for me to do this, and for a long time in this monastery, there is no one to talk to, only to practice martial arts to pass the time, if I don't continue to practice martial arts, won't I suffocate to death?! ......" Fa Zheng said indignantly.