In the meditation room, Sun Yifeng got up and said goodbye: "Master Xie Lu, I won't bother much." ”

"The donor has come from afar, so it's better to leave after the fast." The old monk is quite enthusiastic.

"No, Master Xie Xie's kindness."

Sun Yifeng left the Buddha Cliff Temple, walked around the mountain, and then found a small restaurant for dinner, waiting for it to get dark.

When night fell, Sun Yifeng estimated that the pilgrims had dispersed, so he took advantage of the moonlight to climb the mountain again, and at this moment the Buddha Cliff Temple had closed the temple gate. He went around to the back of the temple, and his body gently rose up and crossed the courtyard wall, and fell silently in the temple, as light as a wild cat.

The lamp was still on in the meditation room of the abbot of Midu, and it seemed that he was reading the scriptures, and the sound of him turning the title page was heard.

Sun Yifeng stood under the cypress tree, silently observed for a while, and then untied the travel bag, and the fat and bloated old female cat stretched her waist and yawned, and opened a pair of green eyes.

"Mei Niang, it's time for you to go." Sun Yifeng kissed him affectionately on the forehead, then gently placed it on the ground and pointed to the door.

The old female cat wriggled her fat ass, staggered to the door of the meditation room, and then pushed the door with her paws.

"Who is it? Come on in. The voice of the old monk came from the room.

The door was hidden, and it was forcefully pushed open by Mei Niang's front paws.

"Meow" Mei Niang's voice is hoarse and vulgar, like an old woman.

Cats have never been allowed in temples because Buddhist precepts prohibit killing, and cats are born "killers".

"Strange, where did the big cat come from?" The old monk looked at him in surprise.

Mei Niang's eyes first looked around, and then swooped onto the bookcase, her movements were extremely dexterous, which was very different from her fat figure.

The old monk was about to rush down, but found that the big cat was lying on the desk and looked down at the scriptures.

"Everything has spirituality, it seems that you also want to enter my Buddhism," Weidu said approvingly, "This is the Diamond Sutra, and even the old man has a headache when he looks at it." ”

Mei Niang buried herself in reading a book, and turned the pages of the book with her paws, which made the old monk of Weidu very curious.

"Look at it for a while, old man move his muscles." Mito stood up and stretched his waist and legs.

Mei Niang quietly turned her head when the old monk was not paying attention, and two drops of saliva fell from the corners of her mouth into the water cup on the table.

"Meow" Mei Niang held the water cup with her two front paws and respectfully handed it to Weidu.

"Ha Luha, there is indeed spirituality, I hope you don't kill the living." The old monk of Weidu smiled and took the water cup and took a sip.

Mei Niang's huge head leaned over, close to Weidu's face, and suddenly grinned weirdly

"Ah, wicked!" He was shocked.

said it was late, it was fast, and Mei Niang's sharp front claws ran towards the neck of the uncrossed like lightning. The old monk is a martial idiot, although the Dharma is not refined, but the "Dharma Five Styles" is a perfect realm, which is much higher than the martial arts of the senior brother Yidu Master back then. Seeing the cat's claw coming, his body reacted instinctively, and the chair under his buttocks floated horizontally more than two feet away, which was Bodhidharma's "crossing the river with a reed".

Mei Niang followed the shadow and swooped in the air, and the old monk waved her arm in a sneer, and several faint arm shadows smashed head-on like a mountain, and the move did not miss a flaw. But Mei Niang is a cat after all, and she reacts much faster than a human, and she landed in mid-air in an instant when she rolled over, and even if she did, she was almost hit.

Mei Niang rolled on the spot and shrank under the bed at once, her green eyes staring at the old monk who had not crossed, her eyelids opened and closed rhythmically, and she continuously emitted rapid biological electric waves.

The old monk suddenly felt his head suffocated, and realized that he had been tricked, and then his thinking slowed down significantly, which was Mei Niang's saliva toxicity. But his internal strength is extremely strong, and the true qi in his body tried his best to prevent the spread of poison, and at the same time, with a flick of his right foot, a monk's shoe flew out like lightning and went straight to the bed.

Mei Niang saw that something was wrong and bounced in the air, but she was still a step late, and one of her hind legs was cut off from the middle by the monk's shoes, and she let out a miserable scream in pain.

Just as the old monk of Weidu was concentrating on fighting against the poison, it was at this pass that a figure shot in from the outside, struck him on the back of the heart, and the unsuspecting Weidu spurted blood with a salty "poof", and his body shook twice and fell to the ground.

Sun Yifeng sneak attack succeeded, and couldn't wait to check Mei Niang's injuries, and when he saw that he was bloodily cut off a hind leg, he suddenly felt heartache, hurriedly bandaged it to stop the bleeding, and said softly in his mouth: "Mei Niang, you have suffered, but I still need you to enter the old monk's body." ”

"Meow" Mei Niang seemed to be very sensible and shouted.

With tears in his eyes, Sun Yifeng took out a silver needle and pierced Mei Niang's head, and then pierced the ghost cave and ghost palace acupoint of the left and right hands of the old monk who had fainted with a millineedle, and the last long needle pierced into the ghost cave in the perineum of the old monk's crotch, and took the door with him, and sat quietly under the lamp and waited.

After a while, the old monk slowly opened his eyes and sat cross-legged on the ground, while Mei Niang was unconscious and fell asleep beside him.

"Who are you?" Sun Yifeng asked tentatively.

"The old man has not crossed." The old monk was still dripping with blood from the corner of his mouth, and replied with a dull gaze.

"Do you know the 'Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate'?"

"The old man knows how to go."

"Do you know where the tomb of the Medicine King is?"

"The old man knows how to go."

"Tell me where?" Sun Yifeng asked urgently.

"Wangwu Mountain, 100 miles northwest of Jiyuan County, Henan."

"No, the 'Sun Zhenren Tomb' there is just a clothed mound, and what I want to know is the real burial place of the medicine king Sun Simiao."

"Wangwu Mountain, 100 miles northwest of Jiyuan County, Henan." The old monk repeated mechanically.

It seems that the tomb of the medicine king is either really in Wangwu Mountain, or the old monk only knows the tomb of Sun Zhenren, Sun Yifeng thought in his heart.

"Do you know where the 'Devouring Needle' is?"

"The old man knows how to go."

Sun Yifeng was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "Where is the 'devouring needle' hidden? ”

"It's gone." The old monk replied expressionlessly.

This sentence made Sun Yifeng angry enough, how could this old monk not know three questions? In desperation, I had to change the topic: "Who is Youliang?" ”

"There is a good Fa name, and he is a fireworker monk of the Buddha Cliff Temple."

"What is his intention to go to the capital to learn acupuncture?"

Midu paused, then replied, "I don't know. ”

"Who the hell is that old beggar?" Sun Yifeng continued to ask.

"I don't know." The old monk did not speak, and the mouth of the "poof" spurted blood.

It seems that he can't ask anything, Sun Yifeng thought to himself, so he said, "Mei Niang, you can come out." ”

The old monk fell crookedly, and Mei Niang woke up faintly.

"Meow" Mei Niang's eyes rippled with tears, which showed that she was enduring great pain.

Sun Yifeng pulled out the silver needles on his and the old monk who had not crossed, bent down to pick up Mei Niang and picked up the half-amputated leg and left the meditation room, jumped out of the Buddha Cliff Temple and went straight down the mountain overnight to Tongguan.

When the morning class was attended the next morning, the monks in the monastery found that the abbot had collapsed in his meditation room, and the ground was stained with blood.

Arira came to the front of the Buddha Cliff Temple along the mountain road, although he had only left here for more than ten days, he still felt extremely cordial when he saw the familiar scenery.

"Hey, why are you back?" The deacon monk looked up and down at Arira, who was wearing a navy blue tunic and asked in surprise.

Arira ignored him, and trotted to the abbot's meditation room, where he found two monks guarding the door.

"Go, where have you been? The abbot kept calling your name while he was unconscious. The monk said.

"What's wrong with the abbot?" Youliang's heart sank.

"Hey, aren't you dumb?" The two monks were stunned when they heard this.

Without explanation, Arirashi pushed the door and broke in.

On the bed lay an old monk with a sallow face, who was already angry, and there were still some dried blood stains left at the corners of his mouth.

The "abbot" had a good conscience, and tears burst out of his eyes.

"Is Yura back?" The old monk opened his eyes slightly and said with difficulty.

"I'm good," he said, kneeling down in front of the bed, whimpering and holding his dry hand.

The old monk gasped and turned his head with difficulty.

"Abbot, is it an old man with glasses who hurt you?"

"No, it's a big black cat, the old man didn't tell anyone, and you shouldn't tell it."

Youliang immediately understood that Professor Sun had already come, and he was in a hurry or a step too late.

"Kid, it looks like you're in a dangerous situation."

"I" Youliang just opened his mouth when he was interrupted by Weidu.

"The old man's time is running out, now it's just a matter of returning to the light, let the old man finish his words," Weidu gasped for a while and then said, "The other party's purpose is to find the tomb of the medicine king and get the 'devouring needle', but the old man doesn't know where the road is, right now your situation is very dangerous, and the Buddha Cliff Temple is not safe, go and hide."

"Abbot, Arira swears to avenge you!"

"No, child, that's a cat demon, you can't fight it, there is only one place in the world that can accommodate you to hide, and that is" The voice of the old monk became weaker and weaker.

Arara put his ear to his mouth and barely heard two words.

The old monk closed his eyes, and he died.

Youliang leaned over and kowtowed three times, then slowly stood up, looked at his body and said silently: "Abbot, you can go with peace of mind, no matter whether they are demons or ghosts, Youliang must cure these hands to take revenge." Then he turned and left.

"Go, your kid is back, hurry back to the room and light the fire." The fat monk blocked Yura and shouted loudly.

"Get out of here!" Arira's mouth made a metallic shrill sound.

The fat monk was stunned, and the other monks also looked at him in surprise, and the mute little monk actually spoke.

If you have a good one, you rushed out of the Buddha Cliff Temple and went down the mountain without looking back.