"Master host, Lu is sorry for you, sorry for Shaolin Temple." Lu Bing screamed and almost burst into tears.

Wusu shook his head: "The monks see through life and death outside the six realms and five elements, they are not angry or angry, and if they die, they will die, but they will go to the Elysium of Rebirth." They died as they deserved, they did what they had to do, this is the peace of mind of the monks, everything has a certain number and cannot be arbitrarily done, or it is a matter of course or retribution is reincarnation, Amitabha. Lord Lu Shi didn't feel sorry for me, let alone Shaolin Temple. It's just that I just arrived here, and I came one step earlier than you, and the little monk wants to ask Master Lu, why did you say this just now and what happened here? ”

"Host Master, you don't know why? This matter is related to Lu, and the matter is so, so, so, so, so, "Lu Bing explained the whole story. After hearing this, Wusu sighed and said again: "Amitabha, what the little monk said is right, they did the right thing and did what they should do. ”

"Master" Lu Bing was speechless, so he had to say: "Let's search carefully to see if there are any survivors." ”

"Okay." The two of them searched separately and began to shout continuously.

After searching for a long time without success, they met again in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and suddenly heard the sound of someone walking outside, listening to the steps, this person should have martial arts, but extremely tired. Although Gosu's expression was calm, his feet were not idle, and he rushed out with an arrow step, and his expression moved with anger and a trace of uncalm in a microsecond, completely lacking the peace he himself said.

Lu Bing even rushed out with a knife. Thinking that this was the murderer, he almost exclaimed in surprise again after going out. Outside the door stood an old monk in a robe, covered in blood like a blood gourd. It's just that both arms were cut off alive, but it seems that the bleeding was quickly stopped, so that the bleeding would not be excessive and bleed to death. The worst thing is that on the head of the old monk, the old monk's mouth is constantly gushing with blood, it should be that the tongue has been cut off, the nose has been cut off, and the eyes are even more empty, and they have been dug out alive. There is only one ear left, and on the old monk's head, which was originally scarred and smooth, there is a big word "rebellion" engraved. The old monk was so badly wounded. It's not easy to survive until now, and it should be because I heard the voices of Lu Bing and Wusu that I managed to come over. Either he was strong-willed, or he was given a heart-strengthening medicine by the person who gave him an arm to stop the bleeding, but in short, at this time, he was at the end of the crossbow and held it all in one breath.

Lu Bing recognized who this old monk was. Burst into tears. Yang Tian roared wildly: "Zhu Houxi, lie down Nima." ”

Wusu's face also kept twitching, and he stepped forward to support the old monk and said, "Senior Brother Wuzen, Senior Brother is late." Wu Chan kept nodding, his mouth whined, and the blood dripped on the ground, dripping and ticking, which was even more miserable.

Lu Bing wiped his tears. He also went up to support Wu Chan, and at the same time as Wu Su, he used his true qi to probe in Wu Chan's body. Sure enough, the muscles and veins were already in chaos, and it was clear that someone had made a trick to divide the muscles and bones of Wu Zen. What kind of person did it, who can kill so many Lin warrior monks in an instant, and even Wu Chan, the head of the four Shaolin King Kongs with strong martial arts, has become like this. Who is so vicious, he can make such a vicious and ruthless hand, cut off Wu Chan's arms, eyes, tongue and ears, and abolish his martial arts to engrave the word "judgment" of shame on the top of his head. There is no doubt that Zhu Houyu is the culprit, but the executor is also very terrible, I am afraid that there is such an executor, and it is indeed what Zhu Houyu said, he let his family go, otherwise he would use this person to besiege and kill the Lu family, and it is estimated that even if he can escape a few people, most of them will have to be killed and injured.

"Look, Lu Bing." Wu Su didn't call Lu Shi Master anymore, and directly handed Lu Bing a letter stained with blood. Lu Bing raised his nose and sniffed it and said, "There should be no poison on the paper." "Return it to the bitter master Wusu again, the dead are all Buddhist disciples and Shaolin monks, this letter should be read by Wusu first.

Wu Su opened the envelope and looked at it, Lu Bing was anxious and leaned his head to look at it. The notes on the letter were Zhu Houxi's words, and Lu Bing was shocked, sure enough, he didn't wronged Zhu Houxi. Wu Su glanced at Lu Bing, and when he saw Lu Bing's expression, it should indeed be Zhu Houxi's handwriting. Few people in the world recognize Zhu Houxi's words, not that Zhu Houxi's handwriting is sloppy, but as an emperor, he rarely writes, and most of the twists and turns he just looks at, and the criticism and explanation are done by the eunuchs of Bingbi, so few people have seen Zhu Houxi's words. But Lu Bing is different, Zhu Houxi was just a playmate when he was the king of Xing, how could he not know it.

The letter reads:

My brother Wenfu, today the palace denied the connection with the thieves and monks, and I was furious. If not, the thief monk should be beheaded, and he entered the palace late at night with the intention of assassinating the king and killing him, and this heart should be punished. If so, then it is a suspicion of bullying the king, and the crime of collusion should also be beheaded! When my brother saw this, it was not reasonable for the thieves and monks to die, but I was to help the society to correct the law of the country, and my guess was true. If my brother didn't see it, then this matter had nothing to do with my brother Lu Wenfu, but I did it alone. The thieves and monks committed monstrous crimes, despised the emperor's authority, and ten thousand deaths were not enough to calm the resentment in my heart.

My brother Lu Bing, Yin'er I have taken it away, and when the agreement between you and me is reached, I will return to Zhao without harming him in the slightest.

I've won one more game.

Wu Su put down the letter and prepared to hand it to Lu Bing. Lu Bing shook his head and said, "I finished reading it just now." Hey, this time I lost so badly, so thoroughly. ”

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Lu Bing and Wu Su were ready to take Wu Chan, who was seriously injured and had almost run out of oil, to go back to Shandong to recuperate, because Wu Xu was worried that Wu Chan's body would not be able to support it, if it weren't for the two masters who kept renewing their qi, they were afraid that Wu Chan, who was so angry, would have been unable to do so. When I saw Wu Xu and Lu Bing, I knew that I had completed a mental matter, and the last breath of the depressed body was over.

Today's Wuzen is just an old man who has been abolished and is seriously injured, and it is normal for his body to be like this. On the way, Lu Bingqing was very low, thinking that Wu Chan, who was harmed by himself, would become what he is today, and Wu Su didn't say anything. When he arrived in Shandong, Wusu suddenly said: "Master Lu, where do you think Shaolin should go, and where should its fate go?" ”

Lu Bing sighed and said: "Zhu Houxi already knows about your help to me, so in order to protect Shaolin, you had better immediately go up to the public to crusade against me or draw a line with me, after all, Shaolin is in Henan, and my hand can't reach so far to protect Shaolin." ”

"Shaolin Temple doesn't need anyone to protect it, even if we draw a line with you now, with your understanding of Zhu Houxi, do you think he will let Shaolin go? It's just that we're cleaning up in the next few years, sooner or later it's a death, it's better to go your own way, even if the temple is destroyed, it's better than being so afraid of both ends of the head and tail. Gosu said.

Lu Bing groaned slightly, thinking that Wu Su was right, so he had to nod. Lu Bing said: "Master Wusu, I don't know if I should say something or not. ”

"It's all at this time, what else should not be said." Enlightenment.

"The relocation of the temple will all come to Shandong, as long as you enter the territory of Shandong, I will be able to protect you." Lu Bing said, Wu Xu said: "This matter has to be let the little monk think about it, speaking of which Shaolin Temple has always been unwilling to be lonely, from ancient times to the present, the warrior monks of Shaolin Mountain have participated in the political struggle, and our political duty has always been not bad, and we can always stand in the right team." Now the emperor is heavy on the way and light on the Buddha, Buddhism is worried, although there have been some awards and glory after the previous monks and soldiers helped the battle, but according to this form, the Central Plains Buddhism is lonely that is a matter of time. Every time the Shaolin Temple made a choice in the troubled times, and then followed the king to achieve the final victory, and from then on, he went to a new level to ask for a new height. The one of these qiē originates from two points, the broad and profound Shaolin disciples of Shaolin martial arts are all over the world, this is one of them. The second point is that we do our best every time, and we die and then live. ”

"So Master, you want to break the kettle and come to help me openly? Openly against the imperial court? Lu Bing asked.

"Yes!" A glimmer of light flashed in Wusu's eyes: "That's right, I want to raise the power of Shaolin disciples all over the world to help you, once you can ascend the throne and sit in the palace and establish yourself as the king, we will be ordered to break the vows." The little monk is the host of the Shaolin Temple, Shaolin can't be destroyed in my hands, but compared to slowly being lonely and being sharpened to death by a soft knife, I would rather let it be reborn and reborn. Shaolin will be destroyed in my hands, and it will prosper in my hands. ”

Lu Bing sighed and said with a wry smile: "Master, master, you are really a politician. ”

"That's right, my heart is not pure, whether I am a conspirator, careerist or politician, but I am doing this for the good of Shaolin and for the great goal of establishing a great Buddha country. Lu Bing must not ignore the role of monks and soldiers, Shaolin disciples play a great role in driving morale and training soldiers, and their combat effectiveness is also very strong. You now have the ability to win the world, that is, you can fulfill a man's dream, and you can fulfill my ideals, why don't you do it? Zhu Houxi will not let you go, you don't have any illusions about this faint gentleman. Gosu said bitterly.

Lu Bing shook his head: "I haven't thought about it yet, if I establish my own kingdom in a foreign land, will the master still be willing to accompany me?" ”

"Why are you so confused?! You are an invader in a foreign land, and it is difficult to sustain yourself for long. Only the land of the Central Plains, the Ming Dynasty is suitable for you, Lu Bing, you will definitely be a master of the Ming Dynasty who is strong on the outside and benevolent on the inside, a founding king who is remembered and admired by the world, don't you make you excited? Gosu was obviously a little puzzled, and even a little annoyed, and said, "If you go down like this, you can only be driven out and killed, and you will be in a predicament." (To be continued......)