Although the Shaolin Temple has been closed for decades, after all, it was also one of the top two in the entire Southern Song Dynasty, and the entire temple group was completely built in imitation of the Shaolin Temple of the Han Dynasty. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Coupled with the incense edification over the years, this temple group is permeated with a leisurely Zen feeling, although compared with the Shaolin Temple of the Han Dynasty, the area of the building here is much smaller, but it is also in the Zen, the solemnity that is set off.

Walking briskly, the monks who laughed all the way came to the front of Shaolin Temple, and when they saw the old monks standing at the gate of the temple and wearing the yellow robes that had been washed, they immediately put away their smiling faces, shrank their necks, and walked over under the leadership of the leading monks.

"Uncle Wujing!"

"Being so late for so long, everyone goes to the precept hall to receive the ten precepts and copy the "Diamond Sutra" again!" The old monk looked at the few people lined up, and after a reprimand, he turned his eyes to the young man who was lying on the spot, and said suspiciously: "Who is this person!" ”

After the leading monk told the old monk about the young man's origin, seeing the old monk nodding, a dozen or so monks made a helpless expression together at dusk and quickly entered the temple.

"Outside, thank you, senior brothers!" Supporting his upper body, he waved at their backs, and only then did he set his eyes on the old monk at dusk.

The old monk can't see his age, thick eyebrows, big eyes and beard, but there is a trace of indescribable honesty on his ancient face, but against the backdrop of the red walls and yellow tiles behind him, and the solemn and solemn temple gate, there is also a trace of majesty that cannot be ignored.

After looking dusk up and down, the old monk shook his head slightly, looking at dusk with a puzzled face, I won't offend this guy too.

"You can rest in the temple for one night today," after looking at the young man, the old monk turned around and said casually: "Tomorrow I will let Tianxian send you down the mountain!" ”

After listening to the old monk's words, he was stunned for a while, and hurriedly said: "Senior, can't you allow more than a few days in the next plate!" ”

That's right, I just came to Shaolin Temple, and I was going to leave for one night, so that I could get "Jiuyang Shengong" in one night, no kidding.

"No way!" Ignoring the dusk, the old monk did not reply, and after refusing, he slowly walked into the temple.

"I'm going, isn't it, I've come to Shaolin, I won't die like this with such a good opportunity!"

Looking at the temple gate that has gone through vicissitudes and is filled with a deep and heavy smell, a sense of powerlessness wells up in Dusk's heart, don't mention anything, stay overnight and let go, do you really want to rely on it here!

Forget it, let's go in first, it's so cold at night, in case you catch a cold, it's troublesome! Dusk can't guarantee that you won't catch a cold in the game, after all, this is a game that claims to be 100% virtual!

Thinking of this, he stood up at dusk with a decadent face, dragged his tired body, and walked into this ancient temple with a history of hundreds of years.

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Far away from the prosperity and hustle and bustle of the world, the Shaolin Temple in the hinterland of Songshan Mountain is exceptionally quiet and comfortable in the boundless night.

The night breeze is slightly cool, tossing and turning in the courtyard of the temple, rolling up a few fallen leaves, and striking a few candles. The gentle moonlight flowed like water, quietly flowing everywhere he could, soft and warm, urging people to fall asleep.

And from time to time, a few wisps of Zen sound from a corner of the temple make the night particularly peaceful.

Although his body is extremely tired, because of the first time he entered the game and Shaolin, Dusk's mental state is still good, or more specifically, his mental state at this time is particularly irritable.

Shaolin Temple is here, is it really just empty-handed, you know, that's the "Nine Yang Sutra", and the world's first "Nine Yin Sutra" in the world of the Condor Archery Super martial arts, after the practice can skip the level of battle, not to mention, it is the automatic body protection point, it is enough to make the dusk with an otaku heart fascinated!

If you just leave like this, I'm really sorry for my identity as a traverser of Jin's martial arts prophet!

However, if the old monk Wujing really wants to drive himself away, seeing that he is full of honesty and honesty, and he has the same name as the third junior brother, he won't really be so ruthless! But the monks don't speak, since the old monk Wujing dares to say this, he will definitely do the same, so what should he do tomorrow!

The head is hovering over the "Jiuyang True Scripture", lying in the twilight of the bed, tossing and turning, tossing and turning, no matter how I can't fall asleep, the extreme exhaustion of the body and the extreme excitement of the spirit, the dusk feels like I am about to hang up!

"it..." I couldn't stand this torment at dusk, and I suddenly burst out of the window: "A living person can still suffocate urine, I still don't believe me!" ”

"The little donor doesn't believe anything..." As soon as the words of dusk fell, before he could lie back, he heard a playful sentence from the beam of the room.

"Of course it is..." subconsciously prepared to answer, but the dusk, which had been "educated" by the group of brutes in the dormitory in his previous life for several years, immediately reacted, and turned his eyes to look at the beams of the house.

I saw that the top of the beam was dark, and at first glance it seemed that there was nothing, but after a closer look, I would vaguely find that there was a person lying there at some point.

There was no palm lamp in the meditation room, and there was no light in the room except for the wisps of moonlight that poured in through the windows. Therefore, if he hadn't taken the initiative to speak, even if his eyes swept over the beams of the house a few times at dusk, without knowing it, it would have been difficult to find him lying there.

Heaven doesn't deceive me!

After the shock, my mind turned, and the plots of countless novels I had read in my previous life came to Dusk's heart, and it seemed that there was a door to stay in Shaolin!

"I don't know why the seniors are lying on the beam of the kid's house in the middle of the night!" Sort out your mood, dusk is the slow opening of the mouth.

"Huh..." There was no imaginary fear, and after the man sighed lightly, he explained: "I just heard from the third junior brother that a young benefactor came to the temple today, so let's see where you are sacred!" ”

"Oh..." Dusk was overjoyed, and it was true, "It turned out to be the master of Shaolin Temple, so since you are here, why not..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a black shadow flashing on the beam of the room, and after a gust of wind, a fat monk had already appeared at the head of the bed at dusk. Even if he was mentally prepared, Dusk couldn't help but be jumped by the monk who suddenly jumped down.

Taking advantage of a few rays of moonlight, Dusk looked at this monk who seemed to bring a turnaround for himself.

Kind eyebrows and kind eyes, wide body and fat body, the monk's very ruddy face hangs a smile that never seems to disappear, a yellow monk's robe is casually draped on the body, open chest and leaking milk, plus its very huge body, the overall look, and the Maitreya Buddha in the previous life is very godlike.

When I looked at the monk at dusk, the monk was also looking at dusk, he was only thirteen or fourteen years old, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and he didn't have any martial arts foundation, probably because he had climbed the mountain for a day, and his immature face was deeply tired, but his eyes were shining in the moonlight, which was very interesting.

Sitting face to face, the fat monk could easily feel the complex emotions coming from the young man.

Restlessness, restlessness, novelty, excitement, and, of course, loss that can't be concealed...

The two of them just sat looking at each other and didn't say a word...