"The abbot has passed away." The door of Shaolin Temple is vegetarian up and down, and the dojo is set up for the abbot who has passed away.

There was no trace of the abbot in January, as if the world had evaporated. But the paper couldn't contain the fire, and the matter of the Qidun Gate and the Dragon and Tiger Gate working together to kill the abbot was leaked by a small sect that took refuge in them.

"We want to avenge the abbot!" The current abbot Tonghui King Kong was angry, and he no longer maintained a dull attitude towards the monks.

"Amitabha, it should be like this, even if we monks are compassionate, we can't let others slaughter us! Not to mention the murder of the abbot! Other eminent monks also expressed their positions.

The prison hall said slowly: "Should we think about it in the long run?" ”

"Don't you want to avenge the abbot!" The back hall, who was in charge of teaching his disciples to practice, got up and grabbed the collar of the prison: "It's all at this time, and you're still here to argue, I doubt that you are from Shaolinmen!" ”

Tongses didn't struggle, but just said with an angry expression: "Whether it is a person from Shaolin Sect or not, everyone has their own judgment." In the long run, in order to reduce unnecessary casualties, there has not been a large-scale battle between monks for decades, should we provoke this incident? Have you ever thought about how many sects of people will be involved in the end and how many killings will be caused? ”

Listening to this, Tongxin gradually let go of his hand and folded his hands to apologize to the prison.

"What Tongsui's saying does make sense, what do you think?" Tonghui tried to calm down his emotions first, and tried to analyze the matter calmly.

Although the Shaolin sect is all monks who want to cultivate their self-cultivation, in fact, they pay more attention to the cultivation of the body. On the contrary, it is a little worse in terms of mental law, of course, after all, he is also a Buddha believer, and he still abides by the rules and precepts.

"I think we should take the lead and expose the despicable deeds of the Qi Dun Gate and the Dragon and Tiger Gate, and then mobilize all the famous and decent sects to denounce them, and finally attack them en masse." Seeing that no one spoke, Tongsheng continued.

"I think it makes sense." "Uh-huh, agreed." The monks nodded. Originally, they grew up in the temple since they were children, and there was no intrigue, and their hearts and eyes were obviously insufficient.

Tong Hui pondered for a moment: "Then do as you say." ”

"I don't know which sect reported this news." Tongseses first pretended not to care, and then pretended to be serious: "We need to protect them!" If they die, there will be no witnesses! ”

"It's okay, they belong to the Dragon Sword Gate, and they are all resting in the guest room in the back mountain now, and they won't be harmed." Tonghui soothes Tongyi.

"That's right."

"So let's talk about it, let's go and talk to the disciples under our discipline now, so that everyone can get ready. If there is no good saying, let the world see the attitude of our Shaolin Gate! Tonghui got up and left.

The prison Tongjue returned to his meditation room, and subconsciously wanted to send someone to call Xu Feng over, but suddenly remembered that Xu Feng had never come back since the last time Xu Feng reported the news.

There are only two possibilities, maybe he returned to the Strange Escape Gate, or he may have died outside.

Tongaese is in a high position in the Shaolin Gate, rarely goes out, and many people pay attention to every move. So Xu Feng is needed to help him and avoid people's eyes.

Now I can only do it myself, in order to dominate the world in Qidunmen, my own cheap life is nothing. Thinking to himself, there was an ambitious look in his eyes.

Taking advantage of the management of the meeting for his disciples, Tongjue sneaked to the back mountain and found the place where the Dragon Daomen lived.

He rolled up the sleeve of his robe with his left hand, and bent the index finger of his right hand and lightly buckled it against the door.

"Squeak-" The door was opened, and Zhao Ri, the sect leader of the Dragon Sword Sect, was a middle-aged man, with a figure of five big and three thick, but his eyes kept flashing, looking a little obscene.

"Master, why are you here?" Zhao Ri smiled flatteringly, turned sideways and invited Tonghui to enter the door.

"I heard that the benefactor spoke up for the abbot's justice, and the old man was moved and came to thank him." Tonghui sat down at the table.

Zhao Ri's face changed, and then he put on a smiling face: "Thanks to the master's care, I blame my low strength, and I am soft-spoken...... I'm guilty of Shaolin! As soon as I heard that Shaolin was investigating the events of that day, I hurried to report it. As he spoke, Zhao Ri put on a sad look.

"Then if you say this like this, aren't you afraid of being retaliated against by Qi Dunmen?" Tong's fingers tapped the table rhythmically, and Tata's voice made Zhao Ri a little flustered.

"It's not ...... I'm coming to Shaolin Gate. There are masters, how can they be retaliated against, you say. Zhao Ri took out a cigarette from his chest pocket and handed it over nervously.

Tongjue glanced up at him, and Zhao Ri took back the cigarette stupidly: "I'm sorry, master, I forgot that you monks are not good at this." ”

"How many people are left in your Dragon Sword Sect?" Tongaesthesia stretched out two fingers.

"Oh, I'm left alone now, I'm full, and the whole family isn't hungry." Seeing that Tongaesthesia wanted to smoke, Zhao Ri felt that he had a play, and he would definitely be saved! He excitedly handed the cigarette to Tongjue's hand, and then took out a lighter: "Master, you smoke, this is fire." ”

Tongjing took a hard puff of the cigarette, closed his eyes and gently spit out all the second-hand smoke onto Zhao Ri's face.

Zhao Ri scolded his mother in his heart, but he still smiled.

"Do you know who I am?" Tongaesthesia took another breath.

"Uh...... You, who doesn't know your name! I'm this, hey, look at my brain, I can't think of it for a while, I can't say it on my lips. Zhao Ri hung his head, looking very annoyed.

"Come with your ears, I'll tell you." Tongjing flicked the cigarette ash and beckoned to Zhao Ri.

"Hey, okay." Zhao Ri smiled flatteringly and put his face to Tongjue's ear.

"I'll remember it in my next life!"

Zhao Ri was taken aback, and before he could make a move, he felt that a big hand grabbed his throat fiercely, hard!

"Click-" The sound of the cervical vertebrae being pinched sounded. Zhao Ri's last gaze was fixed on the bald head of the monk who was struggling because of his strong muscles, and then his eyes went dark and he bid farewell to this world.

"I'm Zhou Mingguang!" Tongjing pinched Zhao Ri's mouth open, and extinguished the cigarette butt in his mouth in disgust.

The head of Qidunmen has two sons, but people only know Zhou Shengguang, but they don't know that he has a half-brother, who left his hometown decades ago and came to Shaolin Gate to be a spy.

Seeing that the hegemony of the world is imminent, Tonghui chooses to take a risk and kill Zhao Ri, so that Shaolin will die without proof!

He rolled up his sleeves and blew away the ashes, carried Zhao Ri's dead body, and came to the edge of the cliff.

"Don't be a wall grass in the next life, and don't think you have the ability to live in strange goods." Tongjing clapped his hands, returned to his original compassionate expression, and returned to his meditation room to meditate and chant.

The sound of drumming echoed through the mountain gate, and the monks stopped their homework and ate their fasting in twos and threes.

Tongses walked out of the meditation room, and the disciples passing by saluted one after another, and he smiled and nodded in response.

Halfway through the meal, the disciple under Tonghui hurriedly came to him: "Uncle Shi, the master is looking for you." ”

Tongjue followed him to the back mountain, and happened to see Tonghui furious, smashing the table in the meditation room where Zhao Ri had just lived.

Seeing this, the disciple confessed his guilt and hurriedly left with his head down.

"Senior brother, what's wrong?" Tongsese looked shocked and grabbed Tonghui's arm.

Tonghui looked at Tongjue, his eyes red: "People...... It's gone! ”

"Gone? What's going on! "Tonghui's acting skills have killed countless actors in seconds.

"I don't know, could it be that he was afraid of being retaliated against by the Strange Escape Gate and fled." Tonghui gritted his teeth.

"Then the disciples guarding the door will see it."

"Among our senior brothers, you are the only one who entered the door in your twenties, and you have seen more people outside than those of us who grew up in a small temple, you can analyze this matter." The fury in Tonghui's eyes faded, and a sense of exhaustion welled up, and he sat on the chair with his forehead covered.

His pressure is too great, since the establishment of the Shaolin Gate, how has he ever encountered the killing of the abbot? If it is not handled well, it may be distracted.

Tonghui's heart was beating wildly, but he forcibly pressed it down, and said slowly: "Who was the last disciple to see the Dragon Sword Sect?" Ask him if he found anything unusual? ”

"Originally, there were disciples on duty here, but because there was a meeting, they withdrew back. The last person to meet should be ....... What about Puwu, who just called you over? ”

"He saw that you were angry and left first."

"Okay, I'll have someone call him." Tonghui got up and walked out of the meditation room slowly, the twilight was getting late, and the sunset and the moon hung in the sky at the same time. Suddenly, he felt a chill behind him, and hurriedly turned around, to find that Tongses was looking at him with concern. He patted his bald head, let out a long sigh, and passed on the message to the disciples standing guard in the distance.

The back of the synesthesia was full of cold sweat, and he was sensed just when he had a murderous intent towards this senior brother. The decapitation operation could not be done again, and he chose to continue to hide his identity.