Half a day's hustle and bustle, a night of snowstorms, and the snow behind the snow of Shaomuro Mountain, yesterday's war has passed, and people's worries have disappeared with this wind and snow.

At the foot of the mountain, the town of Lvye was in chaos, the army retreated overnight, people opened their homes in panic early in the morning, only to find that the army went to the empty building, leaving only messy tents, grain and grass, and horses and vehicles everywhere, from the scene of the situation, you can know the embarrassment of the army when retreating.

People were at a loss, the 20,000 troops just left, what happened to the Shaolin Temple?

Some of the brave people wanted to go up the mountain to see it, but before they could set out, a melodious bell reverberated through the mountain again.

"It's the Shaolin bell, listen! it's the Shaolin bell!"

"Shaolin is fine, the bell is still ringing!"

"Amitabha! Buddha is merciful, bless Shaolin with peace, and bless the safety of the people of our Dengfeng side!"

Pious people kneel and worship from afar, and some people who are more anxious are dragging their families to Shaolin Temple to worship the Buddha and burn incense at the first time.

The army of the imperial court crusaded against Shaolin, which made the people panic, because when these troops came, they said that the Shaolin Temple was a cult and demagoguery, and the imperial court would definitely destroy it.

When the news first came, many people didn't care and thought it was a rumor, after all, the current Shaolin abbot is the emperor's uncle of today's saint, such an identity is a talisman, how could the emperor attack his own uncle's temple.

But the ensuing army shattered people's illusions.

Those officers said that those who have drawn a line with the Shaolin Temple now can not blame the past, if they are obsessed and follow the Shaolin cult, wait for the army to take Shaolin. It must be settled after the autumn.

People are worried. Panic, but for the majority, they are unwavering.

Shaolin has been here for several years. The doctrine and ideas preached have been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and faith in this kind of thing is not so easy to shake.

Fortunately, the primary target of the army was the Shaolin Temple. People still have time.

Originally, today, many people are ready to sacrifice their lives for righteousness, if Shaolin is destroyed, they will also swear to defend their beliefs to the death, and will not bow to the court.

But I never expected that the screams on Shaomu Mountain last night were endless, and when I got up this morning, I actually found that all the troops had withdrawn.

Could it be that Shaolin Temple won this battle of defense?

Inside the Zen Forest Inn in Greenfield Town. The shopkeeper's mouth was telling the story of last night.

"Fellow villagers, all fathers. You don't know. Last night, I secretly followed me to the Shaolin Temple. I thought that if the Shaolin masters were defeated by the imperial army, I could still take advantage of the chaos to protect some scriptures and Buddha statues or something, but guess what I saw?"

"Does this need to be said? It must be the masters of Shaolin who fought bravely to kill the enemy, and each of them was a hundred, in order to repel the invading imperial army, otherwise this morning, how could the army retreat?"

The shopkeeper shook his head proudly: "If I say it, I'm afraid you won't believe it, everyone is an adult, not a child, no matter how brave the masters of Shaolin are, they can't do it to the point of being a hundred, the masters of the eighteen bronze people are now in retreat and cultivating, Shaolin's combat effectiveness can be said to be at the lowest level in history, and it is not the Shaolin master who really defeated the 20,000 army of the imperial court." ”

"Who is that? Could it be that the ghost of the abbot of the First Ring has returned?"

"Although I also miss the abbot of the First Ring, but it is not the ghost of the abbot of the First Ring, you must not imagine that it is the hornets that really defeat the imperial army!"

"Hornet?"

"Yes, it's a hornet, my God! I Chen Xiaoer swears, I have never seen such a huge hornet in my life, and the hornet flying in the sky is about the size of a pig!"

"Don't talk nonsense, it's the size of a pig, is it still called a hornet?"

"I know you won't believe it, but it's true, and I'm talking about piglets, piglets, you've seen them, not much bigger than watermelons, and the hornets are the size of big watermelons, flying in the sky, good guys! I can't see exactly how many hornets there are at night, but it's definitely not less than the army. ”

The shopkeeper said, and said mysteriously: "And I guess that these hornets may have been ordered by someone, and they were merciful, and they didn't kill all the troops of the imperial court, but they didn't let go of one, basically every imperial court soldier was stung by the hornet, but the stinging was not heavy, it just made their heads swollen a few times." ”

"Yes, yes, it's not a secret that there are hornets in Shaolin Temple, but it didn't seem to be that big before!"

"There is an abbot here, nothing magical is magical, I didn't expect this hornet to be so loyal, the abbot of a ring is gone, they are still firmly guarding Shaolin. ”

"The abbot of the first ring is not only upright, but also has profound Buddhism and clever calculations, although people are gone, but they still take care of Shaolin and take care of this Li people!"

Chen Xiaoer listened to everyone's words, his eyes were slightly red: "Yes, these hornets must have been left by the abbot of the First Ring, and after defeating those imperial court troops, the hornets flew back, and they actually didn't kill anyone, it's really merciful!"

As he spoke, he seemed to be a little worried: "But I'm just worried that these imperial court troops have been stung back by wasps, will they come back? ”

He was worried when suddenly there was a distant sound of horses' hooves outside, and the earth trembled under the trampling of horses' hooves.

The faces of these villagers in Lvye Town changed, could it be that such a large-scale horse team was really killed by the imperial army's army again?

If it were true, I am afraid that these people would not be able to escape.

While people were worried, the horses were quickly approaching.

I only heard a loud officer from afar and began to shout: "Fellow villagers, don't worry, this is today's saint has come to Lvye Town, the emperor said, yesterday's attack on Shaolin Temple was a misunderstanding, and now the emperor has come to visit the Shaolin monks in person, and there will be no more wars!"

People first froze. Then there was a loud cheer.

The doors of every house opened. People poured into the streets, and they were glad not to fight.

A group of cavalrymen in yellow coats walked neatly down the street. It was followed by the emperor's frame.

Today's saint Zhao Yuankui actually sat in front of the car for the first time and waved his hand to the villagers of Lvye Town. Show kindness.

People knelt down to greet His Majesty the Emperor.

People here welcome the arrival of the holy car, and the Shaolin Temple is also wide open.

The monk is slowly cleaning, there is no mess of the battlefield here, and there is no blood stains everywhere, but some weapons or something were thrown in front of the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, and now they have also been put away.

The temple door of Shaolin "squeaked" and opened widely, followed by the mountain gate opened, and I saw a lamp abbot take the lead and walked out. Stood in front of the mountain gate.

The monk hurriedly stepped forward to give a salute: "Amitabha, why did the abbot get up?"

Yideng smiled and said: "Lao Wei got the news last night that His Majesty the Emperor will come to my Shaolin Temple today." So get up early to greet you. ”

The monk was stunned: "Abbot." Isn't the emperor going to attack our Shaolin? Why are you still welcoming them?"

"It was all yesterday's old yellow calendar, and today's emperor came to Shaolin. It's definitely not for the war, but to send a plaque to our Shaolin Temple, hehe! Speaking of which, the current emperor is the nephew of the old layman, and this kid's handwriting is still good. ”

Zhike monks some can't understand the words of the abbot of a lamp, yesterday was still the enemy of life and death, today it's all right, and you have to send a plaque, is it possible that the hornets of Shaolin Temple have stung the army of the imperial court into pig's heads, this matter is still a good thing?

But when the abbot said so, he naturally couldn't say much, so he could only endure his curiosity and look at the mountain road in the distance.

After a while, the monks of Shaolin, large and small, all walked out, and their combat strength was in the two compartments of the abbot of a lamp, ready to welcome them.

After a while, the monks on the bell tower sent a message: "Abbot, a convoy from a distance has come up, oh no! It's a lot of people, those people have abandoned the car, and they are on their way, and a person in the middle, dressed in a yellow robe, seems to be like it." ”

"Needless to say, he is the only person in the world who can wear a yellow robe, it seems that senior brother and senior brother really didn't lie to me, my nephew, he really came. ”

Beside Yideng, there was a monk standing Yichen, who heard Yideng's self-talk, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Senior Brother Abbot, I seem to have heard you mention the word senior brother just now, did you say, "Our senior brother saw you yesterday?"

Yideng hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, no, I haven't seen my senior brother, but my senior brother gave me a dream yesterday and told me about today's situation, so I came out early to greet me." ”

For Yideng's words, Yichen expressed doubts, can the abbot of Yijie be able to dream?

Talking here, Emperor Zhao Yuankui's team finally came to the gate of Shaolin Temple.

Zhao Yuankui saw his imperial uncle standing in front of the team from a distance, hurriedly walked a few steps, came to the front of Yideng, bowed down and saluted: "Uncle Huang, Uncle Huang is suffering here, and the little nephew is here to compensate Uncle Huang." ”

"Your Majesty, Lao Wei is no longer your imperial uncle, and now standing in front of you is just the abbot of Shaolin Temple, and there is no need to be polite between you and me. ”

Zhao Yuankui raised his head and looked at his imperial uncle, and his heart was not a taste.

I didn't expect that my army of 20,000 was defeated overnight, and it was actually a group of hornets that defeated the army, which sounded like a fantasy, but it happened.

There is no way, he lost to the young man with extremely high skills, Zhao Yuankui had to come here for the sake of his life, and personally came to Shaolin Temple to send the plaques of "The First Temple in the World" and "The World's Martial Arts Out of Shaolin".

Who is that mysterious young man, and why is he so helpful to the Shaolin Temple?

People don't know what the emperor thinks, but when they saw the emperor personally inscribe and write a plaque to the Shaolin Temple, they understood that after this battle, Shaolin's status in the rivers and lakes or in the secular world has been as stable as Mount Tai, and the leaders are as good as Tarzan!

PS: The book ends with the last chapter.