Hearing the urgent cry of the intelligent little monk, Wu Shigong said: "Let's believe that it's okay, throw the weapons in your waists first." ”

The smart little monk and Deng Qifan glanced at each other, and in desperation, they both untied the weapons in their waists and threw them in front of Wu Shigong.

Seeing that the weapons were thrown over, Wu Shigong laughed fiercely and shouted, "Brothers, go up and tie up these two people." The guards beside Wu Shigong smiled and held the weapons in their hands and pressed towards the two of them again.

At this moment, the smart little monk and Deng Qifan were in a hurry. They all shouted, "General, why don't you talk about credibility!" ”

To be honest, Wu Shigong is indeed a little unreasonable now, and the main reason is that this rebellion of the Holy Spirit Society has tormented Wu Shigong too much. Therefore, as long as Wu Shigong sees the monk, he is very unhappy.

Hearing the shouts of the two of them, Wu Shigong replied forcefully: "I see that you two are the remnants of the Holy Spirit Society, so I will tie them up first." Anyway, after meeting Lord Fuzun later, everything will fall into place. ”

Soon, the smart little monk and Deng Qifan were both pressed to the ground and tied up. But the wise little monk still argued unrelentingly: "General, the little monk is indeed from a famous temple, and it has nothing to do with the crooked ways of these evil demons of the Holy Spirit Society!" ”

"Oh?" Listening to the shouts of the smart little monk, Wu Shigong became interested, and seeing that the two of them had been tied, Wu Shigong asked the guards to drag the smart man in front of him.

Wu Shigong smiled at the little monk and asked, "Then what famous temple are you from?" If I didn't know, I'd kill you right now. ”

Wu Shigong thought in his heart: "In modern times, I would never enter any temple. I don't know the other temples except the one in my own city, whose name I still know. I'd like to see what this little monk can say I'll know. If he had to name a temple that I knew, I would call him Grandpa. ”

Unexpectedly, the smart little monk said with a bitter face: "The little monk is from Shaolin Temple. The intelligent little monk's answer immediately made Wu Shigong immediately dumbfounded.

This intelligent little monk is indeed from the Shaolin Temple. This time he came to Guide Mansion City, and it was his master who asked him to send a letter to the Fuzun of Guide Mansion. By the way, let the smart little monk be familiar in front of the mansion of Guide Mansion, and make a little friendship.

The state has national laws, and temples have temple rules. Shaolin Temple, as a famous temple of Zen Buddhism, is of course the same. And the friendship between the intelligent little monk and the Fuzun of Guide Mansion is related to the regulations on the selection of the abbot of Shaolin Temple.

In the selection of the abbot of Shaolin Temple, in addition to having Buddhist attainments, of course, there are also martial arts attainments, there is also a special rule, that is: the candidate for the abbot must be a father and son monk.

What is a father-son monk? In fact, it can be literally seen that the candidate for this abbot was raised by the old monk in the Shaolin Temple from infancy, just like a father raising his son.

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for a monk who became a monk halfway through the Shaolin Temple to become the abbot of the Shaolin Temple. Not to mention the monk who placed an order in Shaolin Temple.

Therefore, in modern times, in the eighties of the last century, Master Hai Deng, who is almost a household name in Shaolin Temple, must be the best in Buddhism and martial arts. But until now, some monks in Shaolin Temple still do not recognize him as the abbot of Shaolin Temple, precisely because he is a monk in Shaolin Temple, not a father and son monk.

And the wise little monk is a father and son monk. However, there are more than a dozen father-son monks of the same generation as Zhizhi in Shaolin Temple. Although intelligence is one of the most outstanding, the advantages are not obvious, and the competition is fierce.

However, Zhizhi is a very self-motivated monk, and he does work hard in all aspects. He also wants to be a post-80s Shaolin abbot.

There is no doubt that seeing his apprentice has such an idea. As an intelligent master who has raised intelligence since childhood, and has a father-son relationship with intelligence, he must help his apprentice.

The intelligent master asked the intelligence to send letters to his friends who were officials in the government, and let the intelligence make friends with these people in the government. And the Fuzun of Guide Mansion is one of the friends of the intelligent master.

What is the use of this practice of befriending the government? Of course, it is very useful. Although the government cannot designate the abbot of Shaolin Temple, because the government of various dynasties and generations has strict management of religious sites, they have a huge influence on the selection of the host of the temple. Even in modern times, there is still a religious bureau that manages the temple.

And after that, we all know what happened to intelligence. We won't say much more.

Speaking of which, some people may have some doubts in their hearts: since Na Zhi was born in Shaolin Temple and is one of the successors of the abbot of Shaolin Temple, then he must be a Shaolin master. What about the smart weishenme who didn't show his strength, beat Wu Shigong and them fat, and then flew away and flew away? Weishenme still has to be tied up obediently?

Intelligence is indeed a Shaolin master, but the reason why he doesn't do it, first of all, is that Intelligence doesn't want to do it, he is afraid that if he does it, the misunderstanding with Wu Shigong will get deeper and deeper.

The second reason is that we are all too deeply affected by the exaggerated descriptions of martial arts in martial arts works. In reality, martial arts are not so powerful. Now the intelligence is bare-handed, facing a group of vicious wolves with weapons in their hands. If he did it, he would definitely be looking for death. After all, intelligence is to play martial arts, not to play Xianxia.

But after Wu Shigong heard that the intelligence came from the Shaolin Temple, he was stunned. That Shaolin Temple is simply too famous. In all of China, regardless of men, women and children, there are almost no people who do not know about the Shaolin Temple. However, almost all people regard Shaolin Temple as a martial arts school, but few people remember that Shaolin Temple is also a Buddhist temple. The same goes for Wu Shigong.

But now that Wu Shigong listened to Zhizhi's words, he remembered that Shaolin Temple was indeed a temple. And although Wu Shigong didn't say what he thought in his heart just now, he still remembered the sentence "If the intelligence says a temple that I know, I will call him grandpa".

Annoyed and angry, Wu Shigong raised his hand and shuddered at the intelligent bald head. While fighting, Wu Shigong scolded at the same time: "Call you from Shaolin Temple, call you from Shaolin Temple." The monk of your Shaolin Temple is not staying in Songshan, what are you doing in Henan. ”

Wu Shigong's hands and feet were very heavy, and it was a sharp pain to hit Zhizhi's bald head, and Zhizhi was speechless in pain, and his tears were almost beaten.

The heart of the intelligence is very aggrieved, and there is a feeling that the monk Yujian soldier is unreasonable. He thought to himself, "This soldier is too arrogant. Although our Shaolin Temple is in Songshan, Songshan is obviously in Henan. ”

Not to mention, the intelligent bare head is brittle, full of elasticity, and the feel of beating is quite good, which makes Wu Shigong more and more energetic.

But at this time, Deng Qifan, who was on the side, was uneven. He shouted to Wu Shigong: "This general, you are too unreasonable. You look like this, we must go to the Hou Gong and the Lord Fuzun to evaluate the reason. ”

Wu Shigong, who was disturbed by the pleasant game, was immediately furious. He put aside the smart little monk and rushed to Deng Qifan with an arrow. Wu Shigong is very afraid of people now, the blood stains on his body have not been completely wiped clean, coupled with his tiger-like face, Deng Qifan can't help but take a small step back.

Wu Shigong was more than half a head taller than Deng Qifan, so he condescendingly yelled at Deng Qifan: "What's the reason? I haven't interrogated you yet. Tell me, what kind of sect are you? ”

"The students are from the Tongcheng faction."

Wu Shigong was completely stunned when he heard Deng Qifan's words. In his heart, there was a feeling of being molested.

"Hey! Could it be that the feng shui here is particularly good today, and a martial arts conference is going to be held here? Scholars are readers, when will a Tongcheng be sent again? Even if you are from the rivers and lakes, what is the purpose of being a sissy reader? ”

Wu Shigong suddenly became evil from the side of his heart, and without saying a word, he beat up Deng Qifan who was making fun of him. While fighting, Wu Shigong also shouted: "Call you the Tongcheng faction." Call you a reader. Today, Lao Tzu will avenge the martial arts beauties who were harmed by you. ”

In modern times, when Wu Shigong was reading martial arts novels, he especially hated those people in the rivers and lakes who dressed up as readers, and these people soaked away those martial arts beauties who Wu Shigong was the lover of his dreams. And now that he has met this man dressed as a scholar - Deng Qifan, Wu Shigong has not taken the opportunity to avenge his dream lover.

However, Deng Qifan is not at all like a person in the rivers and lakes, and his ability to resist attacks is very weak. When Wu Shigong "fried lung slices", "fried liver tips", and "fried waist flowers", before Wu Shigong could "stir-fry the large intestine", Deng Qifan curled up and lay on the ground.

Deng Qifan on the ground, then he is really a talented Yujian soldier, and he can't explain it clearly. He also shouted very aggrieved in his heart: "When did I ever harm the beauty of the martial arts!" ”