Master Guanghui, since he rescued this head monk in the black shop of Mengzhou Dashu Cross Slope, the other party went to Xixia to chase and kill the wicked, and there has been no news for more than half a year. There was no news of the few things that he was asked to help investigate.

It's been more than half a year now, and suddenly there is information.

"Master Guanghui?" Chao Gai was stunned for a moment when he heard this name, and then he was overjoyed, and rushed out of the pavilion with an arrow: "Brighten, where is the news?" ”

Wu Yong took the watermelon handed over by Chao Gai and quickly reported: "Lord, it was two monks who found Chaojiazhuang and are now drinking tea in the conference room. I made contact first, and the great monk said that he would tell his brother in person. ”

"Let's go, then hurry over!" Chao Gai nodded, ready to head to the conference room. But after a pause, he turned around and came to the well in the backyard. Quickly shake the wheel to pull up the hanging basket inside, and there are several large watermelons inside.

Although watermelons have flowed into the Central Plains since the Five Dynasties, they were very popular in the Northern Song Dynasty. Not to mention the princes and nobles, ordinary people can also eat it. However, due to environmental factors and variety, it is not big and the taste is not sweet.

The few watermelons that were refrigerated in the well came from later seed products. I don't know if it's also through the mutation, or if it's because it wasn't polluted in ancient times, the rise is exceptionally good, and the result rate is also very high. Seventeen or eighteen pounds of a watermelon is small, big, sweet and crisp!

"On this hot day, I have to entertain the two masters." Chao Gai smiled as he picked out a watermelon from it and put the hanging basket into the well.

"If you want it, it's still the lord's thoughtfulness." Wu Yong was eating watermelon next to him and said yes again and again, and he sucked his fingers a little regardless of his image.

It's really the watermelon that Chao Gai grew himself, so delicious.

Even Wu Junshi, who had not eaten less, was so greedy, let alone the two monks waiting in the conference room? Chao Gai came to the conference room with a big watermelon, first greeted them, and then invited them to eat melons, and the two monks clasped their hands together to thank the donor. After that, you're welcome, it's just a joy to bloom.

I've never eaten watermelon so sweet and crunchy!

The two monks shook off their cheeks and praised them while eating.

Wu Yong greeted beside him, Chao Gai smiled and looked at the two bald heads.

The two monks are in their thirties, each with their own characteristics and distinctiveness. A man with a body of only about seven feet, but a big fat man with a wide body and a fat body, with three layers of fat folds on the back of his head, and a big belly, let alone two hundred pounds. Round head and big ears, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, smiling like Maitreya Buddha.

The other figure is diametrically opposite, a height of nine feet up, but very thin as a bamboo pole, and his dry body seems to fall into the wind. The cheeks are thin but the facial features are straight, the eyebrows are clear and the eyes are beautiful, and they are slightly gloomy.

The two monks, one fat and one thin, seem to be a combination of fat dragons and thin tigers.

The bare heads were shiny like big light bulbs. Even in the hot weather, the monk's robe is neatly dressed, and there is no sign of opening his chest and revealing his arms.

The two are from the Shaolin Temple branch - Qinfeng Road (Shaanxi) Pingfengling Shaolin Temple, the fat monk Dharma Zong Xiang, next to the coffee table to consider the mixed iron to the magic stick. The thin monk Dharma Sect came, and a pair of ring knives were pressed under the package.

The two of them walked steadily, their hands were calloused, they were obviously lovers, and their martial arts should be good. According to the seniority, he is the nephew of Master Guanghui.

The two monks rushed over from Shaanxi and obviously suffered a lot and devoured it.

Until a pile of watermelon rinds in the trash can, the two monks burped again and again.

The fat monk continued to eat, and the thin monk Zonglai dropped the watermelon skin, and said to the fat monk, "Senior brother, eat slowly", turned around and folded his hands together, and proclaimed the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, thank you for the hospitality." ”

"Hey, hey, hey, the melon is delicious, the poor monk has never eaten it, it's too rude." The fat monk's face was full of juice, and he smirked at Chao Gai.

"The master is polite, he has come from thousands of miles away, and he wants to eat as much as he wants." Chao Gai hurriedly got up and returned the salute, and invited Monk Zonglai to sit down and drink tea.

The two talked a few more words and began to get to the point.

"Master, is Master Guanghui okay?" Chao Gai took the initiative to inquire about the head monk.

Monk Zonglai saluted with one hand and shook his head again and again: "The poor monk doesn't dare to call him a master." Uncle Shi stepped into the realm of Western Xia three months ago, and there has been no news back so far, so he specially instructed me to wait for the time to come, please don't worry about the king of heaven, he has a long memory. ”

"Hey, it's good that Brother Guanghui has nothing to do." Chao Gai smiled, relieved. It seems that the experience under the cross slope of the big tree is unforgettable for the head monk. In other words, it will be remembered after nine deaths.

"Uncle Shi would never say this before, obviously he suffered a loss outside." The fat monk Zong nibbled on the watermelon to the side and interjected a sentence.

"Senior brother, don't talk behind your back." The thin monk frowned.

"It's a fact, monks don't talk wildly." The fat monk is a straight man.

Chao Gai saw that the two monks were about to argue, so he hurriedly smiled and played a round: "Master, Chao and Master Guanghui are brothers, not outsiders. ”

The thin monk recited the Buddha's name and continued: "Heavenly King, more than half a year ago, my uncle passed by the mountain gate and specially instructed the monks of the temple to give alms to the village, looking for the whereabouts of Wang Jin, the head of the 800,000 forbidden army in Tokyo. ”

When Chao Gai heard this, his spirits perked: "That's because Chao is busy with affairs and can't get out of his body, so he specially asked Master Guanghui to help inquire, but there is news?" ”

Monk Zonglai folded his hands and his face was full of compassion: "Hey, more than a month ago, when the monks were doing a ritual in Zhoujiazhai, more than 100 miles away from Pingfengling. happened to find the old mother of Wang Jiaotou, and now she is taken in by Zhou Tong and Zhou Daxia. ”

"Zhoujiazhai Zhou Dong?" Chao Gai muttered to himself, then a little surprised. This name is too familiar to him, and there is no one who is familiar with Yue Fei who does not know.

Zhou Tong, the word Guangzu, is a native of Tongguan, Huazhou. He is known as "Shaanxi Hero Iron Arm Zhou Dong". A martial arts master in the late Northern Song Dynasty, he was famous for his good archery. The division of Yue Fei, a famous general in the Southern Song Dynasty. This person is obsessed with martial arts and has become a grandmaster. A number of formal martial arts routines of the official school were established, such as five steps and thirteen guns to poke the feet, the development of Shaolin's flip boxing, and stick techniques.

Zhou Dong collected apprentices and carefully taught martial arts!

It was rumored in later generations that his eldest apprentice was Jade Qilin Lu Junyi, the second apprentice was Shi Wengong of Zengtou City, and the third apprentice who had been a long time late was the leopard head Lin Chong, and even Wu Song's jade ring step and mandarin duck legs and Lu Zhishen's staff and knife skills were also taught by Zhou Tong, and the two were his anonymous disciples. Chao Gai asked Lu Zhishen, Wu Song, Lin Chong and other parties if there was no such thing, and it was certain that this was just a fabrication by later generations.

However, there is no doubt that the last closed disciple to accept was Yue Fei. According to historical records, Yue Fei's children and grandchildren can also corroborate the collection of books. Zhou Tong is indeed Yue Fei's mentor and a martial arts master.

Chao Gai knew that it was one thing, but he really heard that this person felt differently. Taking advantage of the pause of the great monk Zonglai, he hurriedly interjected and asked: "Master, isn't it called by the people in the rivers and lakes, the iron arm of Shaanxi heroes Zhou Dong and Zhou Guangzu?" ”

"Yes, it's this old man! It is also the best friend of the patriarch of this temple. Monk Zonglai clasped his hands together and nodded respectfully on his face: "Old man Zhou is upright, resolute, generous and kind, and accidentally found that the old mother of the head of the Wang sect was living on the street and no one cared for him, so he took him in and sent someone to inquire before he knew his identity." The old lady was stimulated, delirious, unable to speak, only knew to chant ahhh ”

In the end, the great monk folded his hands again, and his face was full of unbearable Buddha horns.

"I see!" Chao Gai nodded, and asked again: "I don't know the whereabouts of the head of the Wang Sect?" ”

"There is no news yet." Monk Zonglai shook his head.

The fat monk threw away the watermelon skin, wiped his mouth and grabbed another piece: "Hey, Wang Jin is a good man, but it's a pity that he was killed by traitors." I and other monks who have lived in the temple for a long time have also heard about it, and they dare not slack off. Even the poor monks are running around outside, losing a lot of weight in a few months. ”

"The two masters, the trace of the head of the Wang sect, is there no clue at all?" Wu Yong had been listening quietly beside him, and suddenly asked.

"Well, there are real clues, but I'm not sure." The two monks hesitated a little, but the fat monk said in a big voice: "Our Shaolin Temple has not been confirmed, and it is not easy to say, that is, Wang Jiaotou has been a magistrate for a period of time in the old days of Yan'an Mansion, and there happened to be an apprentice who came to visit when the court arrested people, and I don't know what happened after that." ”

"Wang Jiaotou's apprentice's name is Ouyang Shoutong, and he is nicknamed "Knocking Down Mountain". Maybe I know where I went, but I haven't shown up, and I haven't found out. The thin monk Zonglai clasped his hands together, then shook his head and sighed.

。 "If there is any news, I will inform the king in time."

"That's all it can be!" Chao Gai was a little disappointed, but he expected it. also wrote down the name of Ouyang Shoutong and prepared to send scouts.

He thought for a moment and looked at the two monks: "However, it is also fortunate to know that the old mother of the head of the Wang sect is well. The two masters rested for a few days, and Chao went to Qinfeng Road to visit the old lady, and by the way, he visited the master of the powdered noodles. ”

Monk Zonglai clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, the king of heaven is going, it is a blessing for the whole temple." ”

"Shandong Chao Tianwang helped the poor and helped the people, and the patriarch mentioned it a lot." The fat monk was afraid that Chao Gai would not believe it, so he nodded and added again and again.

"Hehe, Chao has to go!" Chao Gai laughed when he heard this, and then saw the two monks in the dust, regardless of whether the other party was willing to invite directly: "The two masters have worked hard all the way, so they will live and rest in the house." Don't be polite when you come, serve good vegetarian rice and vegetarian wine......"

Before Chao Gai finished speaking, the fat monk's eyes glowed green, and he looked greedy: "Heavenly King, wine, meat, wine, and meat ......, we are not taboo." ”

"Senior brother, don't be rude." The thin monk's face was ugly.

"Master, Chao is not thoughtful, he must have good wine, good meat and good hospitality." Chao Gai hurriedly waved his hand and turned to look at Wu Yong: "Brighten, don't be lazy." ”

"Yes, don't worry!"

"Bring out the old wine and entertain it."

Chao Gai said goodbye to the two monks and told Wu to use a few words to prepare to leave, first, the family members rushed into the hall with a scream: "Master, it's not good! There was a Taoist priest outside, relying on his strong martial arts, beating people, and in a few moments, he knocked down several guards, you go and take a look! ”