In the dark night, the occasional chirping of owl birds echoed the distant barking of dogs. It's an environment unfamiliar to city kids, a dark moonless night.

The sky is dark, the ground is dark, and the mountains are even darker. In the midst of all kinds of darkness, a person suddenly came to the outside of the Shaolin Temple, and instantly leaned his back against the wall like an agent. She slowed down her breathing and said in a very graceful voice: "Command center, I'm Snake, I've arrived at the entrance of the target base......" But handsome for only three seconds, she herself immediately laughed: "It's quite interesting to play like this!"

That's right, it was Yang Qi who couldn't sleep in the middle of the night and came to Shaolin for a stroll. She also doesn't have the ability to predict the future, and she doesn't know what the people of the Immortal God Sect are stirring up. She was just inexplicably irritable, and she always felt that she wanted to come to Shaolin for a spin. Such an inexplicable idea seemed to her to be the same as getting up hungry in the middle of the night to cook noodles and eat them, no big deal. Therefore, she didn't tell anyone, she left-you-you-small-said-more-new-most-fast-WWW.UUXS.CC-a note and quietly came out over the wall.

Sure enough, as soon as I arrived in Shaolin, I immediately stopped being irritable, but began to find it interesting.

Sometimes, when everyone is asleep and I am awake, it is a refreshing feeling to go out for a walk. Under the cover of the dense night, a certain "stealing chickens and dogs" nature hidden in the genes will be stimulated. It will make people's eyes bright, their hands and feet light, and their eyes will involuntarily drift to some walls that are not high enough, some windows with lights on, and some eggs hanging under the beams. I may not take it away, but I always want to fiddle with it, and the dark feeling in my heart mixed with the excited heartbeat is beyond words-huh? Who hit 110?!

In short, Shaolin is not close to Fengdeng County, and it is not far away. With Yang Qi's foot strength. Soon came to the gate of Shaolin. Originally. From the door of Shaolin to find a monk to report. With her reputation for beating Shaolin up and down, it is still very possible to find that little hairy boy to come out and meet her.

But who made her suddenly feel a certain kind of fun of "stealing chickens and touching dogs"? The moment she put her back on the wall of the Shaolin Courtyard after she was very involved in the play, an idea suddenly popped up in her mind: Anyway, the copy of the Shaolin Temple has been passed through guò again, and even if she is caught, there is no danger; anyway, she was just idle and flustered to wander around, and it was the same no matter how she did it, so just play a sneak game!

"Command center, start preparing now. Count down to ten seconds. She pressed the headset without zài and reported it in a similar way, and immediately began to prepare. Shaolin is heavily guarded, even if you come to play, you have to play for real. There is one thing that is very bad about ancient clothes: they don't fit closely, and they look like a tube up and down. The waist is just right, the chest is too tight, the chest is just right, the waist is too loose, how can there be no sound when walking like this?

On the waist, fastened.

Leg openings, rolled up above the knees, fastened.

Shoes and socks. Take them off and throw them into your carry-on space.

Find a headband to tie your hair up. Make a ponytail, and Liso is a lot.

Jumped up and down, well, so that the sound was much quieter. The high perception of Jianghu people is based on internal strength. The perception is strong when exercising, and it's the same in normal times. Except for those with a lot of power that can't be used up, it's not so strong all the time. Besides, as long as you don't let off your temper and don't operate your internal strength on a large scale, it will be difficult for the people in the rivers and lakes to touch the cordon.

"Command center, I'm ready, count down to three. 3, 2, 1 - Let's go!"

Silently, Yang Qi rushed up. With his hands on the wall tiles, an Olympic back-to-back high jump posture flew over the wall and turned over to the ground. Under the slightest touch, whether it is a hand on a tile or a foot on the ground, it is silent, like the lightest and most agile civet.

With the sound of low footsteps, patrolling disciples in pairs walked nearby. The patrolling lanterns flickered closer, but unhurriedly moved away, and the light and shadow intertwined and changed. The two disciples who were muttering and spanking each other didn't notice it, and when they left, a head poked out from behind the corner. The big eyes swept left and right, looking at the temple that was mysterious in the night, and the eyes were already swishing bright: "This is really fun!"

The Shaolin Temple is very well guarded, and it is difficult for even the masters of the rivers and lakes not to trigger the alarm, otherwise the things in the Scripture Pavilion would have been emptied for thousands of years.

But in front of Yang Qi, who has already ignited the heart of having fun, these difficulties have turned into the fun of clearing the customs.

Her five senses improved, and she scurried from shadow to shadow, advancing in the blind spot of the patrolling monk's sight. Corners, pillars, grass, fences, everything became shelters for her to hide. It's not interesting to go to the roof.,Play.,Of course, you can't go too far and ruin the game.。 Every successful dodge is inexplicably exciting. And, over time, her proficiency has skyrocketed. Ordinary gameplay can no longer satisfy her, and people with brains must take the road of brains.

"This is very simple, I can go over like this......

So, behind a pair of patrolling monks, a figure stood upside down, holding the ground with ten fingers of both hands and quick turns. That picture seems to have its own mysterious "Ding Ding Ding" sound effect.

"I can still do this~~ like this......"

So, behind another pair of patrolling monks, a figure and its cheerful posture bounced and trotted by. If you want to dub the voice, please have the background music of "The sun shines in the sky, the flowers smile at me".

"I can even pass this ~~~ like this......"

So, behind another pair of monks, another figure appeared. But this time it was a spectacle, for the two monks were walking ahead, and the figure was two steps behind.

The monk was talking to each other, and the figure was also squeezing his eyebrows at the monk's back. Look at the gait, the expression, and the sè energy, it is simply the uncle in the courtyard, wearing shorts and a small vest and stepping on sandals, and coming out early in the morning to buy fritters as easily as freehand: "Good teeth, hey~ good appetite!

Yang Qi followed behind the two monks in a big way, and heard the footsteps of another pair of monks in his ears, and immediately abandoned the pit and turned around to go elsewhere.

"That's really cool!" reads a long old ad for protecting your teeth. Yang Qi only felt physically and mentally refreshed. "Where is this?" she looked left and right. Suddenly, I saw an acquaintance: "Huh." Isn't that so miserable? I haven't slept in the middle of the night, it's so refreshing. ”

The treatment of the master of breaking the level is good, and the bitter monk has a solitary Zen cabin. Now the bitter monk is sitting cross-legged, closing his eyes and exercising, with a solemn expression.

"Master of Breaking Levels...... This is a step up from beginner to intermediate. But let's keep flirting!"

What happened below, if anyone saw it, this person would have hit the ground with his jaw in shock.

I saw the silence of the night. A tall woman suddenly walked into the meditation room of the bitter monk with cat steps. She crossed her waist with her left hand and snapped her fingers silently as she walked. The rhythm of each step is bright and dynamic, as if there is a familiar BGM sounding with her footsteps.

Bang, the woman suddenly stopped - there was no sound, but it just gave people a crisp and neat feeling of "snapping".

Then, she spoke!

I opened my mouth to her, there was no voice, but looking at the rhythm and expression, watching the performance, she definitely opened her mouth to sing!

She walked from far to near while performing a fiery dance with great movements. Anyone who sees it will have a feeling of "am my speaker broken?". Because the tension of that dance is amazing. It's fast, it's dynamic. The movement is loud, but there is no sound.

Singing the famous song of the King of Mai, this "beat_it" has become the standard dance music of the flash mob dance. Dancing the classic Jackson break dance, Yang Qi circled around the bitter monks, and every time she sang "beat_it!" she raised her hand and pointed at the bitter monk's face.

Don't talk about masters, even ordinary people, when someone is pointing at you near in front of you, there will be a subtle feeling. How sensitive the master's sense is, someone at such a close distance to swing their heads, shake their shoulders, raise their hips, wavy legs, Jackson turned and stopped sharply, and the bitter monk didn't feel it at all.

His eyelashes twitched, and he opened them suddenly. But looking left and right, there is nothing unusual, there is nothing, and the furnishings of the meditation room are all the same. The probe went out to take a look, and there was nothing unusual. There was no murderous intent, no hostility, but there was always a subtle feeling that something was wrong.

"Huh?" the bitter monk scratched his head and wondered, "It's weird." ”

When the bitter monk was inexplicable, Yang Qi had already covered his mouth and ran away with a smile. After a few shuttles in the shadows, she made another sharp stop, because she saw another acquaintance: "Isn't this the guy who snorted angrily, why, the master doesn't sleep?"

Another Zen room, another monk, this time an angry monk. The angry monk did not sleep, but walked around the room irritably, his face still so annoyed. If you listen to it, you're still muttering something like "Demon Girl!"

OK, this one is more difficult, it's been upgraded to higher difficulty, so here you go!

When the angry monk was thinking about something angrily, in the direction of the door behind him, Yang Qi suddenly flashed out and gestured happily to his back. This time, of course, I had to sing and dance, but with a different tune.

"Hey hey youyou, the monk is still an old virgin without you~~" The so-called abuse of single dogs, Yang Qi's gestures are rock and rap, jumping up and down is very happy: "Hey, hey, yo, we already have a girlfriend!" (Note: The original song is Avril's "Girlfriend", you can listen to it if you haven't heard it)

"Huh?" the angry monk felt a wave of malice, and turned his head sharply - there was nothing behind him.

"Hmm......" The angry monk turned his head again--and then Yang Qi flashed out in an instant and continued to sing and dance: "Hey, hey, do you want a girlfriend?"

"Huh?!" The angry monk felt as if he had heard a question about a lifelong matter, so he turned his head sharply again - still clear and quiet, nothing.

"Hmm......" The angry monk turned his head again - someone flashed out again, and the demons danced wildly: "noway, noway, no one wants to be your girlfriend~~"

"What the hell is going on?!" the angry monk felt that a wave of malice had given him goosebumps. With heavy footsteps, Dong Dong walked to the door and looked left and right. But at this time, Yang Qi ran away happily again. While running, he continued to sing: "Hey, hey, youyou." You can only join the f, f, f group!" Every time she said an F, she gestured a middle finger to the position of the angry monk, obviously this "F" group is not just for burning couples.

The so-called two have three, and after a long time, Yang Qi soon found the Zen room of the laughing monk again.

However, this time the laughing monk sat firmly facing the door, although his eyes were closed, he did not settle down or sleep, but chanted Buddhist scriptures in a low voice. The alertness is higher than that of an angry monk in irritability.

It seems that this is the difficulty of the ashes. It looks difficult, but this can't stop our determination to clear the level, come, go!

Yang Qi bent on his waist, like a feline that had entered a state of stealth predation, and touched it over there. The muscles in the palms of the feet become pliable and elastic, and when they move, they are quieter than those of cats, and there is almost no sound. The pores of the whole body are constricted, and almost no smell is emitted. She quickly lurked at the door of the laughing monk. Peeking in, even the hair on the back of the monk's hand can be seen clearly.

ok。 This distance is close enough, and if you sneak attack, it will be the same distance as the tip of the dagger to the back of the waist for the master.

It's difficult, but it's not a problem.

The question is - what should I sing this time?

Well, Mai Tianwang only comes to one song every time, and the abuse of single dogs is enough, this time it's a little different. Look at the guy in front of him, he looks like a second senior brother, so he just sings "Song of the Pig".

Yes, that's it!

Yang Qi immediately stretched out his left index finger against the tip of his nose, and did not hesitate to self-destruct his image to push his straight nose into a pig's nose. When she raised her head up against the pig's nose and opened her mouth to sing, she saw a real humming star in the afterglow.

It was a pink pig that was not too big or small, running from a distance with four small short legs, stopping nearby, staring straight at Yang Qi with a pair of round and cute eyes.

And Yang Qi's eyes were also straight.

"Eh?!Why do you still raise pigs in this monk's temple? Is it a sideline of Shaolin Temple or is it the second brother's own hobby? This hobby is too maverick!"

Just as he was thinking, the humming star grunted twice and opened his mouth to scream. The children in the city may not know that the sound of the pigs is very loud.

"Hey, you, don't bark, you're a pig, not a dog, call a hair, hey!-Damn, it doesn't make sense? You dare to call Lao Tzu to try!" A fierce aura that was a hundred times stronger than that of the apex predator flashed, and then, a qiē was quiet.

Three minutes later, Monk Le felt that something was wrong and opened his eyes. He walked to the door and looked left and right, but there was nothing but a pig lying on the floor. Its belly rose and fell, its breath went in and out, and it was clearly not dead.

"Why are you sleeping here?" Wake up, wake up, wake up, why don't you wake up? Why is there still white foam on the side of this mouth?" Monk Xiao didn't know that this humming star who couldn't wake up was actually frightened by a glance and fainted with foaming at the mouth.

"Hahaha!" In the temple at night, Yang Qi laughed heartily: "It's really interesting, if you do it like this, maybe you will create a ghost story like an academy in the Shaolin Temple." Let's say a late-night ghost or something, and now there's a flashlight - oh yes, there's just something that can replace a flashlight!"

Yang Qi flipped his hand and took out the stone that would glow in his hand from the storage space.

She had never studied the usefulness of the stone, nor could she make out its material or composition, but its sturdiness was surprisingly high. It's much stronger than the diamond rock of the Nanhuang Ancient Temple, and with this shining characteristic, it's simply a Nokia flashlight that can't be smashed, broken, sharpened, broken, or flattened - uh, Nokia flashlight......

"Wow, it's pretty bright!" I don't know if it's because of the contrast between the light during the day and night, the stone seems to be a little brighter than the last time I saw it. Yang Qi grabbed the stone and shook it, and the yellow halo danced with it, ethereal and illusory, and the visual effect was good. She nodded with satisfaction: "Well, this brightness is just right." ”

As a result, the monks who were on night patrol began to encounter strange phenomena one by one.

A flash of ghostly light, a trance-like phantom, a sound that seems to be absent. The ancients believed in ghosts and gods, not to mention the concept of the six reincarnations of hell and evil ghosts in Buddhist beliefs. These little monks immediately became nervous, and they recited the sutra twice more in their hearts, telling themselves that this is the Pure Land of Buddhism, how can there be a ghostly haunt.

But soon a pair of brothers and sisters were "poisoned".

The pair of brothers were on patrol, and they were talking about the hot topic of "The demon girls and witches who come to make trouble during the day, if you let the Buddha and I bump into it, it will be absolutely neat and excessive", they felt that their shoulders were suddenly grabbed by a pair of hands.

"You...... Two...... Say...... What's ......?" the ghost's whispering voice came from the back of his head, and the two brothers turned their heads with trembling eyes and turned their heads, only to see a pair of terrifying eyes shining red and almost frightened out of myocardial infarction. Then bang your heads together and you don't know anything.

Throwing the two monks aside, Yang Qi clapped his hands and continued to walk.

The work of scaring people is basically done, and after playing for a long time, my mood has calmed down a lot. Having said that, about the main target of this night visit to Shaolin, that little hairy boy, where did he go?

We have been going around and around for most of the Shaolin Temple, and we have never seen the shadow of the bear child. Where can he go? Could it be that he was reincarnated as a golden cicada, boiled and eaten?

"Huh?" sniffed, hissed, well, smelled a scent. It is a kind of milky taste, which is found in small milk cats, small milk dogs, and small children. In the entire Shaolin Temple, I'm afraid there is only one person who will produce such a smell. "This way!"

Going around and around, Yang Qi soon came to the depths of Shaolin and a remote place. There was no sound in this courtyard, the silence was pitch black, and people who were afraid of the dark and haunted houses were most afraid of coming to such an environment. But Yang Qi followed the smell and moved forward boldly, no matter what place this was, just take a step.

After a while, a small four-story building appeared in front of me. It is a small building for modern times, but it is already a very tall building for ancient times.

The smell went to this small building, Yang Qi listened attentively, and didn't feel the breath of people, so he pushed the door in.

"What is this place? "Take out the "Nokia flashlight" and take a photo around, oh, it's like a library. All the way forward, I took some books and looked at them casually.

Take a look at the "Sutra of Amitayus" and put it back.

Second look, "Jizo Sutra", put it back.

Three looks, "The Ten Good Karma Sutras", put it back.

Look at "Mighty King Kong Legs" and put it back.

Five looks, "Mystic Law Lotus Sutra", put it back.

Six looks--uh, wait, what did the "four looks" see? I was a little distracted just now, I didn't pay attention, is it the "Mighty Diamond Sutra"? It seems to be a little similar, and it seems to be subtly different, which makes people inexplicably concerned. Take two steps back, pick up the book, and do it all over again!

"Big, strong, golden, strong, leg?!" No, how could Shaolin stunts be placed in such a library where there is not even a librarian? It must be fake, just like the book cover of "five-year college entrance examination and three-year simulation" on the miscellaneous schoolbag, it is a deception - Yang Qi immediately flipped through it, looked at it carefully with wide eyes, and raised his head after a moment in astonishment: "It turned out to be true......

This book is really the whole martial arts book of the powerful King Kong leg, a Shaolin "gold" word stunt!

Wait, so Yang Qi turned to look at the library, which was many floors up and down, and looked at the stacks of countless books.

Shaolin seventy-two stunts, can you find a complete one here?!(To be continued......)

ps: It's 0:26 now, so it's already the Dragon Boat Festival. Speaking of the Dragon Boat Festival, I suddenly remembered that ten years ago, when Shou was still in high school, he had already made up jokes about Brother Qu and spoofed jokes with King Chu Huai. This incident fully shows that Shou has been a good child with a big brain since he was a child. The so-called brain hole is the first productive force, I wish all the twins, the same brain hole! Then, come up with a quiz that is not considered an intellectual guess - ask: When Queen Su is pregnant, what do you like to eat? The answer will be on the premise of not forgetting jì this stubble, depending on the mood announced~~R1292