"Old monk, why do you say that you, the abbot of Northern Shaolin, live in such a place?"

Lu Hanjiang looked at this bamboo house left and right, there was no detachment from the dust, no nobility of the world, simple and vulgar, monotonous and boring, and it was a compliment to say that it was ordinary.

"It's enough to chant the scriptures with one mouth, and it's enough to cultivate the Buddha alone, what's the use of having such a beautiful room." The old monk lazily leaned on the soft couch, drunken and dazed with a wine jug and laughing.

Lu Hanjiang also felt that this was reasonable, so he pointed back at the countless treasure temples and asked, "In this case, old monk, what are you doing with these things?" ”

"The kid speaks easily, as the old saying goes, this cub is not distressed to sell his master's field, it is all left by his predecessors, and he can't call the old monk a loser." The Lingxu monk said helplessly.

"That's right, if you dare to sell it, it depends on who is so brave to accept it," Lu Hanjiang nodded, looked at Lingxu and said, "So, you, the abbot of Northern Shaolin, have been mysterious all these years, and it turns out that you are drunk and dreaming in this broken house?" ”

"That's no, the temple is bitter, the old monk can't wait, there is a drunken fairy building here, do you know, a girl who is a smart girl, Yangzhou thin horse, Hu Nu in the Western Regions, that's everything. Tsk, this tea monster is tasteless, why don't we talk in another place? ”

The old monk deserves to be the abbot of Northern Shaolin, this opening is really earth-shattering, Shang Luo was dumbfounded, and Yongle was even more blushing after reacting.

Where is this Shaolin monk, the whole hooligan drunkard, that is, the children of the capital do not have such a profligate wreckage as him.

Lu Hanjiang smacked his lips, reached out without a trace and grabbed Yongle's claws that were making a mistake on his waist, and then said to Lingxu: "It seems that this Shaolin precept is a piece of waste paper to you, this abbot is really interesting." ”

It doesn't matter if it's cynicism or whatever, anyway, the old monk Lingxu is praising people, but he always talks about this precept, which is really annoying to hear.

So I heard him say impatiently: "Okay, the old monk and a monk have not put the precepts of Na Laoshzi at ease, you mention it again and again, it is really meaningless, how can so many madmen from the Carefree Sect teach you this berevelant with good rules." ”

Lu Hanjiang shrugged: "Maybe I'm talented?" ”

"Pull it down," the old monk Lingxu said disdainfully: "Give you three points of color, you really plan to open a dyeing workshop, this identity of a disciple of the Freedom Sect has been used by you for these days, it's interesting enough." ”

As soon as these words came out, there was a momentary silence in the air in the bamboo house, and Lu Hanjiang was very interested: "The abbot's words are quite mysterious, do you suspect that there is a problem with my identity as a free sect?" ”

Lingxu glanced at him, the wine dissipated a little, and his eyes were rare and said seriously: "There are many loopholes. It's a bit harsh to say this, after all, your martial arts are from the Loose School, and you have a divine weapon, and you are born under the name of the North Hell Zi who is difficult to find loopholes, so it seems that others really can't find anything wrong. ”

"So, the abbot thinks I'm a fake so surely, what went wrong?" Lu Hanjiang's tone was gentle, as if he was humbly seeking advice.

The Lingxu monk laughed: "Boy, you think too much, the old monk is also a mortal with the naked eye, Lingkong, Qi Yunzi, the old beggar, and the old witch in Miao Jiang are all stunned by you, how can the old monk be an exception." ”

After the old monk Lingxu smiled, he said in a leisurely tone: "Everyone in the world thinks that the more mysterious the puzzles in the world, the more complex and wonderful the way to solve them, but in fact, if not, can't you leave a mediocre answer to this excellent mystery." ”

Lu Hanjiang's eyes paused slightly, he smiled but did not speak, only listened to the Lingxu monk laugh, and the last sentence revealed the truth: "It was Taixuan who told the old monk." ”

Lu Hanjiang's eyes flashed with enlightenment, and he touched his chin and thought: "I didn't expect this, although I suddenly heard that there are still masters of the Xiaoyao Sect left in the world, and I also thought about the issue of identity exposure, but he never mentioned this matter, and I thought he couldn't be sure." ”

Shaking his head and sighing, Lu Hanjiang said again: "It seems that the psychology of luck is unacceptable." ”

Although it was a chess game, there was no loss on Lu Hanjiang's face, this identity was dispensable for him, and it was best to continue to use it, if it couldn't be used, it wouldn't be a big problem.

At the end, Lu Hanjiang said curiously: "Only Taixuan knows about this?" ”

"Taixuan knows, and Taiyi Taiwei naturally knows."

Monk Lingxu took a sip of fine wine and said drunkly: "However, if you act in the name of a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, it will have no effect on them, so even if you make a big fuss, the three of them will not care." ”

"Oh?" Lu Hanjiang raised his eyebrows: "The inheritance of the master sect has been stolen, and this has no effect?" ”

Lingxu monk said with a smile: "The Heavenly Machine Sword is lost, and the martial arts are also lost, and they come out to refute the rumors again, except for losing face, it is not much use, a few decades ago, the branch of the Northern Hell Son broke the inheritance, and the Xiaoyao faction was equivalent to extinction." ”

The old monk took a sip of wine, half threw himself on the table, and said in a sullen tone: "The three most outstanding figures of the Xiaoyao School, none of them have taken the survival of the master to heart. ”

Ignoring the sentimentality of the old monk, Lu Hanjiang looked back at the bamboo forest, and the noise in the temple suddenly became louder, and it seemed that the acupuncture point of the Lingjing monk had been unlocked.

It was estimated that he would not be able to find this place for a while, so he continued to chat with the old monk Lingxu.

"Old Abbot, since you said that the Loose Sect didn't take it to heart, why did he tell you about it?" Lu Hanjiang asked.

"Because you're in too much trouble."

The old monk Lingxu got up from the table, stared at Lu Hanjiang with a pair of drunken eyes, and had no momentum, and after a while, his serious expression quickly melted and became cynical.

"The old Taoist priest of Wudang is dead, and you, as well as those people behind you, must be inseparable." The Lingxu monk is still naïve, but his tone has a kind of certainty.

Lu Hanjiang nodded thoughtfully, but he didn't recognize the meaning of the matter at all: "How can you see it?" ”

The old monk Lingxu smiled and said: "This river and lake is said to be big and big, and it is very small to say that it is small, and the height of Wudang Station naturally fell miserably, but in this world, if you want to say that there is really anyone who risks his life to kill Qi Yunzi, except for Xuantian Sect, I am afraid that there is only Jinyiwei behind you." ”

"Why is there still something about the Xuantian Sect here?"

Lu Hanjiang laughed and said, "Then since this is the case, how can the abbot recognize that I am not from the Xuantian Sect behind me?" ”

"Taixuan said." The Lingxu monk died with a word.

"Tsk."

Lu Hanjiang was unpleasantly speechless, he listened to the noise outside the bamboo forest, and after a while, he said: "Taixuan told the old abbot so many things, didn't he tell you, the more you know, the more trouble you have?" ”

This is not a threat, just an ordinary question.

The abbot of Lingxu drank the wine in the pot, and a full burp hit, he slowly sat up straight, the wine on his face dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, he was a sloppy drunkard a second ago, and he was sitting in danger at the moment, looking as peaceful as the Buddha.

"The way Taixuan walked, the old man admired but didn't dare to agree, so this time I explained to Your Excellency that the reason is to make a deal with that one through you."

(End of chapter)