"The TV series "Wulin Gaiden Uncut Version"?" Li Chuan looked at this reward in a daze, and recalled it, I don't remember the "Wulin Gaiden" I watched at the beginning, where are there discordant scenes that need to be deleted.

"Thank you for your help!" Wang Feng walked in front of Li Chuan, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed. "Bang bang bang!" One after the other, it was very solid and loud.

Li Chuan waved his hand indifferently, glanced at everyone present, and said, "Again, I'm not an immortal, you can call me Boss Li." ”

Then he said to Wang Feng: "Also, I didn't save you, it was just that someone was making trouble in this Internet café, so I taught him a lesson."

I don't care about you at all. ”

Wang Feng looked up at Li Chuan, and in his eyes, all he saw was indifference, just like those Buddha statues and gods carved in the temple's Taoist temple, looking at this mundane world indifferently.

"Bang!" In the end, there was a knock, and this time Wang Feng's strength was exhausted, so his forehead was broken in an instant, and the blood was deadly.

Wang Feng raised his head, blood flowing through his eyes, gurgling across his cheeks and dripping onto the floor.

Then he laughed, laughing very heartily, as if he was saying to Li Chuan, and as if he was talking to himself: "I'm just a cheap life." ”

After speaking, Wang Feng lay on the ground and wiped the blood on the floor of the Internet café with his sleeve.

After doing this, he got up from the floor, bowed respectfully to Li Chuan, and then turned around and left the Internet café with the cucumber, Niu Er and other younger brothers.

Qin Qiong kept looking at Wang Feng, and when he left, he gently spit out a sentence: "This kid's heart has changed." ”

When Wang Feng went out, he chased after Jueqing and other monks.

Don't bring trouble to the Internet café anymore, the Time Sea Internet Café is the only pure land in this world, and he treats everyone equally.

With such an idea, Wang Feng's mind was full of thoughts to solve the grievances with Hongfu Temple, how to solve it for the time being, he didn't think of it for the time being, and as soon as his head was hot, he wanted to solve it immediately, no matter what means were used.

Wang Feng, who is less than eighteen years old, has not thought it through for the time being, can deal with it calmly, is young and impulsive, and is probably reasonable.

Wang Feng and others chased behind, and Jueqing and others ran desperately in front.

Seeing that Li Chuan resisted the wind and hurt people, Jueqing and other monks were frightened, and naturally thought that they would return to Hongfu Temple, so that their nest could be considered at ease.

Jueqing and the others, who ran wildly all the way, finally returned to Hongfu Temple safely, and when they stepped into the temple door, everyone's hanging hearts were relaxed.

"Uncle Jueqing, you're back."

Jueqing and the others were too panicked when they came back, and the commotion was a bit big, and most of the monks of Hongfu Temple ran out.

In the afternoon, all the monks in Hongfu Temple already knew that the magic weapons in the temple were lost, and Jueqing took his disciples to Chang'an City to look for them.

At this time, seeing that Jueqing and others returned to Hongfu Temple, the monks naturally wanted to ask curiously, what kind of thief was so bold and dared to come to Hongfu Temple to steal.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, with anticipation and worship, Jueqing couldn't help but blush, folded his hands, and recited a Buddha name: "Amitabha." ”

The monks replied to him in unison: "Amitabha." ”

When Jueqing was about to open his mouth to say something, a disciple behind him "pounced", fell to the ground, and shouted,

"Master!"

The momentum was poignant, and in an instant, the attention of everyone present was drawn to the past.

Jueqing saw that it was his disciple - Likong.

The whole person threw himself on the ground, and said with tears in his eyes: "Master! All mistakes are the disciple's fault! Those magic weapons, all of them, all of them were stolen by disciples! ”

"Wow!" The scene was in an uproar.

"What, it's actually Senior Brother Kong!"

"How is it possible, Senior Brother Kong, he ......"

All the monks couldn't believe their ears, and even Jueqing looked at the sky with a shocked face.

In the eyes of the other monks, Senior Brother Likong is a gentle and kind old man. In Jueqing's eyes, although he is not outstanding, he has never been selfish, and he is even more respectful to his master. Jueqing has always trusted this disciple the most.

Since the empty has always been a character who does not fight or grab, this moment of brokenness has made everyone unable to accept it.

"You, why are you!" Jueqing pointed to the void, heartbroken, he didn't want to steal the magic weapon of Hongfu Temple was actually his most trusted disciple, no wonder no one noticed it, it was simply a self-theft, and it was he who handed over the task of taking care of the magic weapon to the empty one.

He prostrated on the ground and continued: "The disciple knows that he is guilty of great sins, but the disciple has a last resort, and my Buddha often says that the cycle of cause and effect, and the disciple is willing to bear all the responsibility. This matter is all done by the disciple alone, and has nothing to do with other people, and the disciple will atone for his sins! ”

After saying that, he got up violently, turned around and rushed to the gate of the temple!

With the determination to die!

I thought to myself, with that mysterious boss, I should be able to protect that kid thoroughly.

"Bang!" Like the hammer of the bell, it hit the red lacquered gate of Hongfu Temple, and instantly on the gate, splashed with blood.

None of the people present reacted, and the empty was already lying limply on the ground. Everything came so fast, like a tornado, it caught people off guard.

Jueqing pointed a finger into the air, trembling, and an old face was changing.

At this time, a painful cry resounded throughout Hongfu Temple, as well as the entire Fenglan Mountain, and even crossed the ten-mile long slope, and spread to Chang'an City and the Time Sea Internet Bar.

"Daddy!"

It was Wang Feng and the others who arrived, and just happened to see empty blood splashed on the gate, and people fell to the ground.

A figure is like a blessing of gods and Buddhas, running out of the speed of a cheetah galloping!

It was a cucumber, and his eyes were bulging, and his eyes were about to burst. Pounced on the empty body, hugged him nervously, and covered his head with trembling hands, as if he could cover the empty head and keep pouring blood out.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Lying on the grass! The jaws of all the monks are about to drop, today's excitement is so special! made everyone unprepared and stunned.

First of all, the magic weapon of Hongfu Temple was stolen, Uncle Jueqing chased him and returned to the wilderness, and then the most honest Senior Brother Kong jumped out to confess, and then committed suicide to apologize, and finally, the most exciting came, Senior Brother Kong, he actually had a son!

Monks, you look at me, I look at you, etc., you have to take a look, all of them look confused.

The empty air has not completely lost his breath, looking at the cucumber in front of him, he stretched out his hand to touch his face, but he couldn't lift up a little strength, pulled out a smile with great effort, and said softly: "Silly son." ”

Then he took a deep breath and said loudly: "Master, the disciple is responsible for doing things one by one, and he is willing to accept the responsibility for his sins and atone for his sins!" I hope that the master will not blame others again, this is all done by the disciple alone! ”

The old monk Jueqing walked to Kong's side, all kinds of emotions changed on his face, looking at the cucumber's eyebrows and eyes were actually a little familiar, his heart jumped, he squatted down and leaned in front of Kong, and asked without a trace: "Where did you come from, son?" ”

"Ahem." After coughing a few times, his head was hit hard, his body was already out of control, and his life was running out, so he said: "Back then, when the disciple was cleaning the master's room, he picked up a hairpin, and when he saw that it was beautiful, he took it back like a ghost.

That night, for some reason, a woman found the disciple, and after that, the disciple was happy with her for several months, and then he had a cucumber. ”

In the end, Likong took out a hairpin from his close arms, thinking that he often wiped it, and there were seven or eight points of novelty.

He handed the hairpin to the cucumber, his eyes soft, "This is your mother's last relic, and I will hand it over to you." ”

Looking at the hairpin, the corners of Jueqing's eyes twitched, you are a mother! Labor and management hate chickens and dogs the most in their lives, and that is obviously labor-management!

"Daddy!"

The cucumber grabbed the hairpin with one hand and hugged the empty tightly with the other, and then, the empty was already breathing.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

"Amitabha." I saw a solemn old monk walking out of the main hall of Hongfu Temple.

Dressed in a simple monk's robe, but wearing a solemn and kind feeling, just look at him, his heart is peaceful, his anger is completely gone, he is a real monk.

"Amitabha. Good abbot. ”

All the monks greeted in unison.