The two young monks of the Huizi generation analyzed it meticulously, Yuanxin listened, frowned, and finally found Yuanyin and Yuanye to discuss: "I originally wanted to entrust this child to a good family to adopt, but after thinking about it carefully, I felt that it was inappropriate, first, I was afraid that the enemy would come to harm him, and secondly, he didn't know if he could be good now, if not, a fool would be a burden to any family, and he would not treat him sincerely, and his life would be miserable." ”

Yuanye was blinded by Yin Susu in one eye before, and now although he is not worried about his life, he is still in a bad mood, so he stands aside with a calm face and does not make a sound.

Yuanyin thought for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Then bring it back to Shaolin, he has some relationship with my Shaolin Temple after all, even if it can't get better, Shaolin Temple won't give him a bite to eat, if it's good...... can also testify against Zhang Cuishan, the murderer, so that he can no longer quibble! ”

"Amitabha, that's all it can ......"

Hearing this, Qin Changfeng finally put his mind at ease, the so-called everything is difficult at the beginning, as long as he enters the Shaolin Temple with a proper identity, the next thing will be much easier, as long as he shows enough talent, King Kong is not bad Such a miracle is not without a chance, after all, if the Shaolin Temple wants to maintain its status as a martial arts master, it originally needs outstanding disciples to practice advanced martial arts.

Next, in order to be realistic, Qin Changfeng sat stupidly all night with his eyes open, followed behind the monks after dawn, put the people of the Longmen Dart Bureau into the ground, and under the persuasion of the monks, he had to kneel and kowtow a few times, anyway, they were all dead people, Qin Changfeng endured it and passed, and he didn't care.

After all, from now on, he will go down as an orphan of the Dragon Gate Dart Bureau in this world.

Compared with the second generation of a famous family like Zhang Wuji, this identity is really not worth mentioning, the only benefit is that it can make the monks of Shaolin Temple feel pity, and this is enough for Qin Changfeng.

The monks took Qin Changfeng day and night, and came to the Shaomu Mountain Realm in a few days.

Along the way, Qin Changfeng never said a word, because if you want to pretend to be a fool, it's best not to speak, if you talk too much, you will definitely reveal flaws, and if you want to come back again, you need to weave more lies, so it's better to be a dumb person from the beginning.

Qin Changfeng finally got his wish and entered this thousand-year-old temple, only to feel solemn and solemn, and lived up to its name.

There is a saying in the world: there is only a thousand-year-old family, there has never been a thousand-year-old dynasty, this sentence is also suitable for Shaolin Temple, the rivers and lakes of flowing water, the overlord has changed one after another, but only Shaolin has always stood at the top of the rivers and lakes.

Back in Shaolin, Yuanxin and Yuanyin and others went to the abbot to return their lives, Wudang and Shaolin have a long grudge, and this time it involves Zhang Cuishan, which is not a trivial matter.

And Qin Changfeng was arranged to the small courtyard in the back mountain, where all the people who lived here were just starting out, ranging in age from five or six to eleven years old, Qin Changfeng's appearance seemed to be the youngest.

Sitting in the wing, Qin Changfeng couldn't help but feel a little distressed, once he stumbled in the outer courtyard, and then wanted to enter the inner courtyard to approach the profound martial arts of the Shaolin Temple, it would be as difficult as ascending to the sky, there were thousands of disciples in the Shaolin Temple, how many of them could really be famous in each generation?

The fastest way to get close to divine skill is undoubtedly to become a personal disciple of the inner monk, especially at the level of the four great monks, monks are also people, who doesn't want their apprentices to have superb martial arts, overwhelm other veins, and even shock the rivers and lakes?

At the same time, Yuanxin, Yuanyin and others completely recounted the matter of the Longmen Dart Bureau to the abbot.

After hearing this, he muttered with joy and anger: "This matter is related to my Shaolin face and more than sixty unjust souls, so it must not be easily exposed, the top priority is to catch Zhang Cuishan first and confront him, I will arrange this matter, as for the orphan of the Longmen Dart Bureau...... Let's let him stay in the back mountain first, and see if he can get better......"

For a child who is only five years old, and he is still demented, Kong Wen naturally won't pay too much attention, but just agreed to place him in the Shaolin Temple, so he has no other ideas, as for Qin Changfeng's expectation of meeting him in person, and then found that he has strange bones, and was shocked that the heavens directly accepted him as a disciple to teach advanced martial arts...... Only in fantasy.

With the passage of time, Qin Changfeng gradually knew that his hope of ascending to the sky in one step was shattered, and except for Yuanxin occasionally coming to see him once in the past few days, he seemed to have been forgotten.

"Looks like we have to think of a way to get the attention of the old monks......"

Qin Changfeng's distress does not stop there, as the saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and the small courtyard of Shaolin Houshan is not exempt from vulgarity, and the dozens of small novices here who have not really apprenticed also have the nature of bullying.

On this very day, a tall and strong bald boy threw a small wooden bucket in front of him and cried out, "Fool, you will help me fetch four buckets of water from the bottom of the mountain every morning, understand?" If you can't finish it, be careful I'll beat you! After speaking, he didn't forget to raise his mighty fist at Qin Changfeng.

Qin Changfeng looked at the wooden barrel that was close to two-thirds of his height and was silent, resisting the urge to kick the bear child away, watching the other party twist his fat ass and leave in a victorious manner.

In the past, he didn't understand why vegetarian monks also have fat people, but now he understands that there is only one reason - that is, he is lazy to eat!

From the stone well at the bottom of the mountain to the kitchen in the small courtyard of the back mountain, there are a total of 6,413 steps, most of which are steps, Qin Changfeng has accurately calculated with his feet, not many steps, no more steps.

At the speed of a five-year-old child, it would take him an hour to go back and forth, and four trips would take about three and a half hours, and the Shaolin Temple would have a morning class at 6 a.m., which everyone but a few monks had to attend, and the novices were no exception.

Therefore, Qin Changfeng had to get up at two o'clock and go down the mountain to carry water, and after carrying four buckets, he just went to the morning class.

The reason why he is willing to do this, in addition to being really idle and boring, can slightly improve the proficiency of the basic body method, the main reason is that the route to draw water will pass through an abandoned Zen monastery hidden in the pine forest on the edge of the cliff in the back mountain.

This Zen temple is very dilapidated, and it seems that no one has taken care of it for a long time, but Qin Changfeng clearly remembers that once at dawn, there was an irrepressible roar from inside, mixed with sad hatred, and the voice said three words...... Yang Ding Tian.

Yang Dingtian is the leader of the Ming Sect, but he has already died, and this name can appear in the mouths of the monks of Shaolin Temple, and with hatred, there is only one possibility - the three monks of Doom!

Doom, crossing, and tribulation are the three people with the highest rank in Shaolin today, they were defeated in the hands of Yang Dingtian when they were young, and they were blinded in one eye, and since then, the three brothers have passed away in seclusion, and they have been sitting in Zen for decades, and they have worked hard to take revenge, but they don't know that Yang Dingtian is no longer alive.

Since then, Qin Changfeng would rest there for a while every time he lifted water up the mountain.

The days passed, boring and boring, Qin Changfeng was not in a hurry, he came in with more than 7,000 trial points, that is, he was ready to stay here for at least 20 years.

More than a month later, his name as a fool with quirks gradually spread in the Shaolin Temple, because he was the only one who did not knock on the wooden fish when chanting, but carved Buddha statues!

Qin Changfeng never intended to be a true monk, knocking on the wooden fish did not do him any good, but carving a Buddha statue can improve the proficiency of basic carving, and in the Shaolin Temple, there must be a lot of time to chant and meditate in the future, if all this time is wasted, it is simply unforgivable, so no matter how others persuade him, he grabs the wood and knife like a stunned person and refuses to let go.

After a long time, the monks also went with him, after all, he was a fool, and it was understandable to be more tolerant.

Of course, although Qin Changfeng was very stunned, he would still show his aura from time to time, for example, when other children were looking around and fidgeting in the morning class, he could sit very seriously for several hours;

For example, he is not really mute, he usually does not speak, but he recites the scriptures like a smooth stream, and his memory is amazing;

For example, he gets up at half past two every day to carry water, and for more than 30 days, no matter the wind or rain, there is no interruption......