The news that the Shaolin monk Kongzhi monk died under the eighteen palms of the dragon and the sword qi was like a spring breeze in March, blowing all over the rivers and lakes, and immediately caused an uproar again. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After less than three months, Guan Lin's name of chasing the wind sword demon spread again in the rivers and lakes.

It is rumored that Guan Lin, the wind-chasing sword demon, is fierce by nature, ruthless and vicious. But whoever is targeted by him, who goes to heaven and earth, will also kill other people's chickens and dogs. Guan Lin's killing of Shaolin Kongzhi became more and more evil. There were rumors that the two of them met in a martial arts competition, and they fought in the dark, and finally Guan Lin narrowly won a move and killed Kong Zhi by mistake. Before he became a monk, he took over a big feud with Guan Lin, and at this time, Guan Lin's martial arts were successful, and he finally killed the evil monk Kong Zhi. In the end, it was rumored that Kong Zhi was killed by Guan Lin, and it was a love killing! Kong Zhi has been secretly in love with extinction for many years, and this time Kong Zhi went down the mountain to recruit Guan Lin to avenge the extermination master! There are more and more absurd versions of such absurd, and the more they spread, the more evil they become.

Guan Lin can't control these at this time, for him, this is like a celebrity, and there are always scandals. Listening to the wind is rain, not having an opinion, and even following the crowd is the nature of most people.

"Drive---!"

Guan Lin whipped a whip, and the horse galloped wildly. After three consecutive days of hurrying, I finally arrived at the foot of Shaolin Mountain, and I could reach Shaolin Temple in less than half a day.

"Great Monk Kongzhi, you won't die unjustly. I won't let him go with that guy who did evil in my name! ”

He tied his horse to a tree on the side, came to the tea shed, asked for a good pot of tea, and rested slightly.

"Childe ......"

"Do you feel it too? Hmph, don't bother with it, just get rid of them later. Guan Lin looked at a few spies in the tea shed. That clumsy facial expression. and twinkling eyes. Betrayed them long ago. Guan Lin has met several groups along the way, and these people seem to be from the same organization. The reason why Guan Lin did not expose them was to lure the snake out of the hole, that is, to tell the world the news that he had arrived in Shaolin.

Xiaomei nodded, rested with Guan Lin, and set off again.

"Inform the lord immediately. It is said that the steamed bun is ripe and ready to eat. ”

"Yes."

The three carrier pigeons, carrying the same message, flew out half an hour apart.

Guan Lin did not go directly to the Shaolin Temple, but took Xiaomei to the farmer's house under the Shaolin Temple to live. Like Zhang Wuji, Guan Lin plans to visit Shaolin at night. Unlike Zhang Wuji, Guan Lin was more direct, and directly told the peasant woman that Xiaomei was the one he had no guesses about his childhood sweetheart, and this time he planned to escape from marriage. Sure enough, the farmer and his wife believed it. smiled and greeted Guan Lin and Xiaomei, who were blushing. After giving a few taels of silver, the peasant woman smiled and went to prepare some good food and wine.

Night. Guan Lin was alone and went to Shaolin.

Guan Lin likes to wear white clothes and never wears night clothes. The white clothes are clean and dirty, and you can see it at a glance. In addition, after Guan Lin practiced the martial arts of the Carefree School, the whole person looked elegant, wearing white clothes, adding a bit of charm.

Guan Lin rushed all the way, and a Shaolin disciple in the mountain only saw a white shadow flashing by.

"It's ...... Me, am I dazzled? Well, it should be like this, the master always secretly withholds food, this damn old bald donkey, old is not dead, old is not serious, old ......" The little monk shook his head and scolded for a while. Accidentally, I fell, very coincidentally, between my legs I was hitting a small stump, the little monk covered the little brother with both hands, and rolled on the ground for a long time, I don't know if it was useless there.

Guan Lin smiled, moved lightly under his feet, turned around and floated away. But I don't know that decades later, this little monk is also powerful in black and white, and he has a good reputation for his seventy-two ways of warding off evil swordsmanship.

After this episode, Guan Lin's mood relaxed a lot, perhaps there was an inexplicable awe of the sacred place of Shaolin Temple, Guan Lin was still psychologically under pressure not to laugh before, but after relaxing at this time, the speed was a little faster, and in a blink of an eye, he had flown over several courtyards in Shaolin.

"What kind of person~uh...!" A group of little monks carried lanterns, a flower in front of them, and before they had time to shout, they had already been sealed by Guan Lin's fingers, and they couldn't speak.

Looking at this monk who was about the same size as himself, and seeing his cowering eyes, Guan Lin said coldly: "Next, I will ask you to answer, don't bark, otherwise, I will cut your little jj, and then chop it up and feed it to the dog, smear honey on your thighs, and pour a pot of ant ......"

"Woo~~~" The little monk was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, shook his head straight, and tears of anxiety flowed down.

Sure enough, Guan Lin's intimidation effect is good, if he directly threatens to kill, if this monk has a good temperament, if he doesn't say anything about death, not only will he not be able to ask anything, but he will also be very pitiful and expose himself.

Guan Lin smiled slightly, untied his dumb hole and said: "Don't be afraid, I'm a very talkative person, as long as you are obedient, you'll be fine!" ”

"Ani Buddha Buddha, Nan Wu ......" The little monk was glared at by Guan Lin, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly stopped talking.

Guan Lin nodded with satisfaction, touched the smooth head of this little monk who was about the same size as himself, and said, "This is good~~~ Tell me, where is the old monk Kongzhi now?" ”

"Uncle Kongzhi! Donor, I can tell you this, my uncle and his old man have left, you look for him......"

Syllable~~~!

Guan Lin looked at his bare head, Nima, looking at the honest child, scolding people without dirty words!

"I have a big wolfdog, and he likes to eat meat, especially lumps of meat, although it may have a smell on it, but he likes it." Guan Lin said with a smile, while looking at the little monk's lower body, the meaning was self-evident.

The little monk felt that it was cold below, and immediately swallowed and said, "Okay, I said, but you are not allowed to destroy the body of my uncle, and you are not allowed to go back on your word and come to kill again, no, it is cut." Don't alarm others, don't hurt my other classmates, don't ......"

Bang Bang

Guan Lin slapped him on the head three times, and the little monk suddenly became honest and obediently led Guan Lin to the place where Kongzhi's body was placed.

Seeing Kongzhi's corpse, Guan Lin frowned.

"No wonder they all said they were killed, and they even gave me a hunt and kill order." Touching the palm print on his chest, Guan Lin also had to admit that this palm technique was like the eighteen palms of the dragon descending, and now the beggar gang Shi Huolong is dead, and only Guan Lin is left with this palm technique, so naturally all the suspicions fell on his head. Looking at this sword wound again, it was also cut by the sword qi on the major artery in the neck, and the two injuries proved that the murderer was Guan Lin.

"What a clever technique, the blame is really perfect enough, who is this?" Since he had seen the masters of Huashan, Guan Lin didn't dare to underestimate this world anymore, many masters hidden in the shadows were always spitting snakes and apricots in dark places. Huashan has such a force, so why don't other sects have it, if it doesn't reach the unfathomable point of Zhang Sanfeng, who dares to say that he will be able to laugh at the rivers and lakes?

The little monk stood quietly beside Guan Lin, intimately helping Guan Lin with the lantern, and couldn't figure it out for a long time.

"Others come to my Shaolin in the middle of the night, all for martial arts cheats, all for precious treasures or pills, why does this person repeatedly look at the dead corpses, Uncle Tai is already dead, he also untied Uncle Tai's clothes, he won't have any special hobbies, right? I'll be right later...... Do I scream, or do I scream loudly......? ”

Guan Lin didn't know that the little monk was blackening his belly, and nodded slightly, secretly saying that this kid is quite honest at this time.

"Little monk, that, when you found Kongzhi, he was already dead, right?"

The little monk looked at Guan Lin strangely, then shook his head and said, "I was the one who found Uncle Kongzhi in the first place, and he just said to me at that time: poof...... It's Guan Lin! Then I swallowed my breath, alas, it's a pity, I can't beat Guan Lin, otherwise I would have ...... Hey, it looks like ......."

"Little monk, you ...... Abbot? Guan Lin exclaimed.

The little monk who was talking was frightened, turned his head sharply, and found that there was nothing, and then he felt dizzy and fell down.

Guan Lin took the little monk out, separated by two courtyards, still on the ground, smiled slightly, and when he left, he came to the head of the little monk again, and the door of the small brain knocked on the thief.

On the way back, Guan Lin faintly felt that something was wrong, although he didn't ignore any detail, but he always felt like he had missed something.

"Sword wounds, palm wounds, two wounds, two ...... That's right, two fatal wounds! Guan Lin suddenly thought about it. The palm print was pressed down three inches on his chest, and it was impossible for Kong Zhi to survive such an injury, and the same was true for the sword wound. In this case, one successful blow is enough to kill, so why do you need to do it again and do it again. And it's two very different ways to attack!

"There are so many senior monks in Shaolin, no one sees this flaw? No, I don't believe it, as long as I think about it, I can see it, but Shaolin never mentioned it. Pointing all the fingers at me, it is clear that the death of Kongzhi is not the most important thing for them, the most important thing is my cheats, or to kill me! Guan Lin suddenly smiled disdainfully, and secretly said that these hypocritical bald donkeys are really ruthless, really sinister!

"It's impossible for Kong Zhi to see me, why do you say it's me......" Guan Lin couldn't figure it out, judging from his performance at the beginning, Kong Zhi had no reason to frame himself, let alone use his own life to frame himself. Kongzhi's death can only be killed by others, and no one is known. Holding a sword and a sword, with such skill, Guan Lin really couldn't think of it for a while.

Wudang Zhang Sanfeng can do it, and it is easy, but it is obviously impossible. It is impossible for the Shaolin faction to kill the top masters of its own faction and blame Guan Lin. Besides, Kong Zhi is one of the four great monks of Shaolin, and his martial arts are by no means unheard, so his skills are already first-class in the world, not to mention killing him, it is even more difficult to defeat him. Guan Lin thought about it before and after, and then there were only left: Mingjiao, the beggar gang, and ...... (To be continued.) )