Early in the morning, Hui En and the abbot took me to the temple gate.

Hui En stuffed fifty taels of silver into my bag. The abbot told me that even if I hadn't done twenty good deeds, I would have to come back today, a year later. After saying that, I stuffed a bronze medal and said that it might be useful to hang it out when it was critical.

I bowed down to the two masters and turned to leave. The abbot pulled me again and said: You have little experience in the rivers and lakes, and you are not as cunning as the child of Zhishu, you will inevitably suffer losses when you first enter the rivers and lakes, I don't worry about any losses, I am most worried about you eating women's losses.

Speaking of this, Master Hui En turned his back slightly.

The abbot continued: You have not shaved your degree, you can be said to be a lay disciple of Shaolin, but as long as you do not leave Shaolin for a day, you still have to abide by the rules of Shaolin. When you go down the mountain, you don't care what vows you break, don't break the vows of lewdness. First, I am afraid that you will be ruined in the hands of women.

Speaking of this, Master Hui'en, who had just turned around, turned around again.

The abbot turned a blind eye and continued: Second, your Dharma Vajra swordsmanship, if there is no pure yang qi, there is no power. We will send you here, and when you go down the mountain, remember to buy clothes that the people often wear, and help those who need help, and avoid women when they meet them.

After speaking, the abbot and Master Hui'en joined together: Amitabha.

It's dusk, and I should have walked a hundred miles. At this time, I had reached the foot of Mt. Shomuro and walked to a small town. Although it is evening, the town is still very lively, and you can see artists selling dogskin plasters, and monkeys everywhere. I first went to the clothes shop and bought a set of clothes for ordinary teenagers, and continued to visit the market. As I walked, there was a restaurant not far away, and I suddenly remembered that I hadn't eaten during the day, and I touched my hungry belly, and walked in. As soon as I entered the door, the runner with a smile on his face welcomed me in and arranged for me to sit in a corner. I ordered fish and rabbit with some vegetarian dishes.

Just as they were eating, there were five people seated at the empty table next door, four men and one woman. Four men are about the same age as me, in their early twenties, one is handsome, one is tall and thin, the other two are slightly fat and one is slightly darker, and then look at the woman, this is the first time I have seen a woman since I entered the Shaolin Temple, I can't help but look at it twice, this girl is gorgeously dressed, the figure is exquisite, and the face is extremely beautiful, I can't help but be stunned. She saw me in a blink of an eye, and blinked when she saw me staring at her out of shape. I blushed and kept my head down and continued eating.

The girl suddenly slapped the table, stood up, and shouted: "This pervert has been staring at me for a long time!"

I looked up again and saw her pointing at me, and the other diners turned to look at me. I'm extremely embarrassed, I haven't been so embarrassed since I was born. Just when she was at a loss, the four people who came in with her drew their swords at the same time and surrounded her. One of the handsome young men asked: What does it mean to dare to ask the young man who is obsessed with looking at my young lady?

I hurriedly stood up and said: I am a disciple of Shaolin Temple. We have four prestige and five precepts, and the little monk is definitely not looking at your young lady in a daze.

The young man looked at my black hair, then at the fish and rabbit meat on the table, and sneered: It turns out that the lay monks in Shaolin don't quit talking, no wonder they are so flamboyant.

I was speechless for a moment.

The young man smiled at the other three people again: No wonder Shaolin can't be the leader of the martial arts alliance, Shaolin's disciples don't keep the precepts, eat meat and peek at women, what can they do?

After speaking, he turned to me and said: Our young lady can't let you look at it in vain. What do you say you should do about it?

Since I entered Shaolin, I have always seen Master Huien often sigh when he looks at his palms, and when he mentions Wudang, he naturally gritted his teeth. Because the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance was shamelessly obtained by Wudang, when the abbot accidentally mentioned that Wudang was in charge of the Taixu Daoist, he called him a thief. Over time, I also have an inexplicable hatred for Wudang. At this time, when I heard the word "Wudang", I couldn't help but be angry when I saw that the children of Wudang were arrogant. I'm rarely angry, at least not in the past few years. I asked: Why don't I suffer a loss and marry her?

With a "choking" sound, the four of them drew their swords and stabbed me in the eye at the same time. At that moment, the girl ran out in a flash of lightning. I didn't have time to think about why she was running, so I instantly pulled out the handsome, and made a move to "sweep the demons" in the Dharma Vajra swordsmanship, and then leisurely inserted back into the handsome.

The four of them glared at the broken sword in their hands, you look at me, I look at you, suddenly went crazy and jumped up and grabbed my collar, and the handsome young man who was still personable just now actually howled and cried, crying and shouting for me to pay for their swords. The other three even grabbed me and spoke ill of me, from the ancestor of Bodhidharma to the current abbot of Huineng, repeatedly mentioning the word "mother".

I was confused, annoyed by their yelling. Push the four of them away and run outside. As a result, I didn't run two miles, and the four of them caught up with me. I suddenly remembered that I had learned swordsmanship, boxing and internal skills in the past few years, but I had not learned light skills. I stopped, turned and drew my sword, and the four of them immediately stopped, their mouths still dry. Just as I was hesitating to continue running, another man came running in the distance, dressed in coarse linen and with a sweat towel over his shoulders. I was stunned.

The man came to me, nodded with a smile, and said, "You haven't paid for your meal yet." You are fifty wen, and these four are five dollars of silver. Just now everyone was fighting, and the diners were so scared that they didn't have time to settle out and ran out, and the small shop also lost two taels or three dollars of silver.

Only then did I remember that I was in a hurry just now, and the food money had not been paid, so I plugged back into the handsome, pinched my fingers and calculated, and gave the running hall two taels or three dollars and fifty yuan.

The four young men of Wudang glanced at me with disdain, and the handsome young man took out an ingot of fifty taels of silver, turned his head and asked the running hall: Did you see us fighting in your shop just now? Did you see that our four swords were broken? Starting tomorrow, the town will be boiling and saying that the four disciples of Wudang have lost to one Shaolin disciple?

The face of the running hall immediately smiled, his eyes lit up, and he whispered: I didn't see anything, the other diners are from this town, these people don't have a good memory, especially when they see silver, they will forget everything.

So, the runner ran away with a silver ingot.

The handsome young man turned to me again and asked, "Are you really from Shaolin?"

I said of course, it's only been a day since I came down the mountain and I've run into a few of you.

The young man suddenly became polite and arched his hand: In the lower road number Changchunzi. As he spoke, he pointed to the slightly darker young man next to him and said, "This Chang Xia Zi." Then he pointed to the thin and tall young man, and continued: This Changqiuzi has another ...... Before he finished speaking, when he pointed to his slightly chubby companion, I grabbed and said: This Dao Chang Dongzi?

Chang Chunzi smiled and said: Brother Tai is smart and worthy of being a master of Shaolin.

I said, "It was not the intention of the little monk to sweep away your sword, but I am afraid that I will change my name to the long blind man in the future if I don't use the sword at that time." As for the sword, the most expensive on the market is only three taels, and I will pay you twelve taels.

I was about to take out the money, Chang Chunzi held my hand, and said with a very regretful expression: It's not about money, although I am small in Wudang, I am not short of these ten taels of silver. It's just that my sword is called Thorn Heaven, which was made and given to me by my mentor himself. In the past ten years, my sword has never left my body, and I treat it like a teacher, and I love it to the extreme. Now, it's broken......

After saying that, he let go of his hand and turned his head away with tears in his eyes.

I was stunned and looked at Natsuko. Chang Xiazi said: The little brother's sword was given by Shi Niang before his death, called the thorn ground, after the death of the master Niang, I saw the sword as if I saw the master Niang, these eight years, I and it are inseparable, stabbing the ground with me, like mother and son. Now, it's broken......

After saying that, Changchunzi looked unbearable, and also turned his head.

When I heard this, I was anxious, although the swords of these people are not swords like Ganshuai Mo Zheng, but the significance is incomparable to that of famous swords. If you want me to compensate them, where to compensate? As soon as I thought of this, the six gods had no master, and I couldn't help but look at Chang Qiuzi. Chang Qiuzi scolded me the most fierce just now, and at this time his face was full of pain, and he followed and said: My sword was given to me by my junior sister...... Huh, what about my sister?

When the other three heard this, they also remembered that their junior sister was coming, and everyone didn't see their junior sister when they turned around, so they looked at each other, and their faces turned white.

I said, "Don't worry, when we were fighting just now, your junior sister suddenly ran out." It shouldn't have gone far.

The four of them asked in unison: Did the junior sister see that our sword was broken?

I reminisced and said: Probably not. She had already run out of the restaurant when I took out my sword.

All four breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Chang Qiuzi cleared his throat and continued: "This sword that my junior sister gave me is called the Assassin Demon. In the past five years, I have long regarded it as a little junior sister, and I accompany it every day......

Speaking of which, I noticed that the flesh on the right side of Changchunzi's face throbbed. I was wondering, Changqiuzi suddenly cried and said: But it is broken now.

I was full of suspicion, and suddenly I heard Chang Dongzi muttering: Master...... Shi Niang...... Sister...... Who else is in the master's family......

Chang Chunzi reminded in a whisper: Master of the family.

Chang Dongzi suddenly realized, and hurriedly said to me: My sword was given by my master, and it is named ...... For......

Chang Dongzi "for" for a long time, and the other three looked at him anxiously and expectantly. I can understand the complex emotion, like constipation, feeling like it is coming out and not coming out.

I knew that what they said was not true or untrue, so I took out twelve taels of silver and put them on the ground, turned around and left.

The four of them jumped up and grabbed me together, saying you can't go.

I said, what do you want from me?

Changchunzi said: A hundred miles to the south is Taoyuan Villa, there is a blacksmith shop in the villa, and the owner of the blacksmith shop has the skill of continuing the sword, no matter what sword is broken, he can continue it, and no matter how you look at it, you can't see the broken lines. Take us and ask him to renew our swords. As for the silver taels, we will pay, what do you see?

I asked, "Why do you want me to go?"

Changchunzi said helplessly: This boss was once a lay disciple of Shaolin. You also know the relationship between our Wudang and your Shaolin.

I asked again: Why do you have to renew the old swords if you buy four new swords? Don't tell me that these swords were really given by your master and sister.

The four of them twisted and pinched, but none of them spoke.

I turned around and was about to go again. Changchunzi shouted: Wait. I turned my head to look at him.

Chang Chunzi gestured to Chang Dongzi with his eyes. Chang Dongzi's face turned pale, and he said bitterly: Wudang Zuxun, the sword is in the people, and the sword is dead.