North Shaolin is majestic and magnificent, the temple of the treasure temple is beautiful, the small temple of self-humility in the mouth of the monk is in the eyes of the world, it is the Buddha country on the ground in the book, from top to bottom is the rich color of gold and silver, but also adds a bit of unattainable luxury.

This is not the first time Lu Hanjiang has come to Northern Shaolin, but whenever he looks up at the glorious and majestic Daxiong Treasure Palace, he can always blurt out a sentence-

"It's really big, it must be able to sell for a lot of money if it is demolished."

Not to mention that the world advocates the values of treating money as dung, and the gentleman likes to flaunt himself with poverty.

Lu Hanjiang was talking to himself, Yongle noticed the gaze of the nearby monks, and stuck out his tongue a little embarrassedly, while Shang Luo on the side covered his mouth and giggled out loud.

However, it was precisely because it was not the first time that he had appeared here with this face, so although the nearby monks were dissatisfied, no one made any rude moves.

The last time Lu Hanjiang came to the door as a friend of the master who did not return, and this time, the monks of Northern Shaolin also knew his original identity in advance, the eldest disciple of the Carefree Sect, the moon is away from the wind.

The person in charge of receiving the three of them is still an old friend from last time, the Lingjing monk.

"The three donors came from afar, I don't know what to learn?" Monk Lingjing is still the same, even if he knows Lu Hanjiang's identity, he still has the same attitude as before, neither close nor estranged.

I vaguely remembered that this was a dull monk who recognized death, so Lu Hanjiang didn't have much interest in him, but since he asked, he also took the opportunity to answer.

"It's not a big deal, I heard that your temple was robbed a few days ago, I don't know how the loss is?"

Lu Hanjiang spoke without panting, and the monk made Northern Shaolin look big from the inside out, saying that people were "thieves", and he looked down on people a little.

If you come over with a short temper, I'm afraid that I will think that Lu Hanjiang is sneering at this time, and I may have to start theorizing a hundred and eighty sentences when I roll up my sleeves.

But it's a pity that the person who came was a Lingjing monk, and the other party just frowned: "Lao Yue Shaoxia is worried, but some property has been damaged in the temple, and there is no big problem." ”

"Oh."

Lu Hanjiang's expression was a visible disappointment, and he asked again, "Have you reported to the official?" ”

Monk Lingjing was stunned for a moment, everyone knows what the relationship between the court and the rivers and lakes is, so what happens on the rivers and lakes, even if the family is ruined, will not go to the court to squeak in the end, don't ask, you can't afford to lose this person if you ask.

Lu Hanjiang's question was really unreasonable, but thinking of the connection between the other party and Jinyiwei, Monk Lingjing was immediately relieved, and only felt that the other party was just asking routinely because of the problem of position.

"A little floating wealth, why should you alarm the government." Lingjing monk said.

"That's what I said," Lu Hanjiang nodded, and smiled at the Lingjing monk: "That's what I mean, after all, the masters of your temple eat fasting and chant Buddha all day long, and they don't pay taxes to the court, so they have the cheekiness to go to the government for help, and they really can't save face." ”

Monk Lingjing's eyes widened, although the matter was such a thing, but when it came out of Lu Hanjiang's mouth, how did he feel that it was wrong.

"That's right."

Looking at the speechless Lingjing monk, Lu Hanjiang was curious again: "It is said that the thieves broke into the residence of the abbot of Lingxu, is the abbot master okay?" He's an old man, too, so he didn't scare anything wrong, right? ”

The worried look on Lu Hanjiang's face was indeed sincere, but what he said seemed to wish that something had gone wrong with the abbot of Lingxu, so that the Lingjing monk could listen to it harshly.

After opening his mouth for a long time, Monk Lingjing finally replied dryly: "...... Thank you Yue Shaoxia for your concern, the abbot is fine. ”

"That's fine."

Lu Hanjiang's eyes were full of pity, and he didn't even bother to disguise it, so that the monks around him couldn't help but stare angrily.

A few people wandered around the temple, and they had to meet all kinds of disciples of Northern Shaolin, and after a conversation, this Xiaoyao faction had no respect for Shaolin, and there was a desire to see the lively thoughts, which was really hateful.

Immediately, an indignant Xuanzi monk came forward to stop Lu Hanjiang, wanting to teach the other party a lesson under the pretext of asking for martial arts.

But it's a pity that although the Lingjing monk's brain is not fast enough, the rules in his heart are very rigid, and these little monks who want to find things have not yet spoken, and they were glared back by him with a look.

After walking for a while, I came to a lotus pond, and when there was no one around, Lu Hanjiang was admiring the flowers, and asked: "The scenery of Northern Shaolin is pleasant, I wonder if you can let me wait for a tour by yourself?" ”

There are words in the people's words, and it doesn't matter if the Lingjing monk hears it or not, anyway, he shook it and refused: "The three donors are sparse, so let's let the old man lead you on a tour." ”

Lu Hanjiang pursed his lips, then looked around the Lingjing monk, looked behind him, and suddenly stretched out his hand: "Master, there is a monk there who is not wearing clothes, you don't plan to take care of it?" ”

"What?" Monk Lingjing was stunned, and then immediately turned his head, but he didn't want to, there was not even a ghost in the direction that Lu Hanjiang was pointing to.

Before he could realize that he had been tricked, a stone hit his acupoint, and the Lingjing monk stiffened, and his whole body was like a sculpture, unable to move a single bit.

Lu Hanjiang clapped his hands, shook off the ash in his hand, and greeted the two girls beside him: "Let's go." ”

Yongle was dumbfounded, she tugged at Lu Hanjiang's cuffs, and whispered: "We're like this, it's not good, isn't it too rude." ”

Where someone comes to the door to give the host's acupoint point, and then go to play by himself.

Shang Luo put his arm around Yongle's shoulders and said nonchalantly: "Qiqi, you think too much, Xiao Lu just pointed to the nose of the monk and scolded the bald donkey, this is just a point, it's not a big problem." ”

"Eh, but my husband didn't scold anyone......"

The princess who was still in the circle was taken away by Shang Luo, Lu Hanjiang followed behind, and without the untimely nonsense of the Lingjing monk on the side, the three of them were finally able to freely visit the great scenery of Northern Shaolin.

The layout of Northern Shaolin is very different from that of Southern Shaolin, and there are almost no commonalities, but Lu Hanjiang and the three of them still found a different place here.

In the southwest corner of the temple, there is a quiet bamboo forest, which seems to be inconspicuous, there is no sign, there is no sign, but it is placed in the big temple of North Shaolin, but it has a little more mystery to cover out out of thin air.

"Xiao Lu, there must be a big secret here!" Shang Luo said firmly.

Lu Hanjiang didn't answer, just shrugged his shoulders and said that it would be good to be happy with her.

Shang Luo rushed to the bamboo forest, and the three of them walked through the quiet path, and the scenery in front of them suddenly opened up, a bamboo house, a vegetable field, and a big yellow dog lazily basking in the sun.

Shang Luo's eyes were full of surprise, and she was about to step forward, when she suddenly heard a scream of ghosts crying wolves, she was so frightened that she looked down at the sound, it turned out that she accidentally stepped on an old monk.