110. Nothing

However, it backfired. Although they use the sharpness of their eagle eyes, the agility of their cat's noses, and the strange hearing of owls, although they secretly contain the alertness and agility of the golden monkey - leaping a few feet and flying like a fly! But they waited for a long time, until the night was shining, and they still didn't see a single person come out of the cave! Not to mention the things that came out, even those that crawled out of the hole or flew out, they didn't see anything.

Finally, the three brothers stopped lying on their stomachs and walked towards the entrance of the cave together. In front of them, the three of them carefully checked the entrance of the cave one by one, but in the end they still found nothing! However, if you politely evaluate the operation of the three of them, they do gain something. What you get is not a sideline, that is, "disappointment". So, the scheming three had to return the same way.

This is exactly what it is: single-mindedly one thing, terrifying the heavens and the earth.

The starry sky is secretly three people ambushing, how do you know that it is an empty enemy.

The book is back to the main story! Let's say that at this time, Ye Jinfeng and the other three brothers in the meditation room were about to step out of the meditation room. Coincidentally, Wu Tianba, Ouyang Qingfeng and Sun Kexing came in head-on.

"Where are you three going? We're so worried about you! Huang Shiying shouted at the three people who came in.

At this time, the three of them closed the wooden door casually, only to see Wu Tianba say softly: "Shhh Be quiet! Don't let the old abbot hear it! We went out without him! ”

"What? You're all healed!? Ye Jinfeng looked at the three of them, deeply surprised, and said, "What are you going out for?" ”

At this time, Ouyang Qingfeng, the "Iron Fan Boy", responded while sitting down: "Thanks to the old abbot's elixir!" My wounds are all healed! ”

At this time, Wu Tianba looked at everyone and replied, "Let me speak!" The three of us searched for the miss, but we couldn't do it! ”

"Where?" Huang Shiying then asked.

"At the entrance to the cave on the side of the northwest mountain!" "Iron Fan Boy" sat on the side and replied weakly.

Hearing this, "Black Yan Drill Sky" suddenly realized, and said impatiently: "Cough! Where did I go! It turned out that I went to check the entrance to the cave again. Say no more! Nothing will be found! Let's hurry up and rest! ”

After speaking, Zhang Yunhai fell asleep on the bed.

Seeing this, everyone stopped talking, and each lay down on a meditation bed, slowly closing his tired eyes.

Now, the "Six Heroes of Shudong", who have traveled day and night and traveled long distances, have finally received a sense of relaxation. Since they left the Shu Road of Naba Mountain and came to the Songshan Shaolin Temple on each side of the day, it was the first time that they had laid down their tired bodies in peace. It is conceivable how difficult it is for the six of them to have this comfortable rest!

At this moment, the six brothers are indeed overworked and weak. Even if someone was beating gongs and drums and firing thunder and cannons in front of them, as long as there was no danger coming, I think the six of them would never want to get up. Just because they are too sleepy, too tired and too tired, who can afford it? Although they are "iron-beaten" Wuhan, after all, they are still flesh and blood, and no one can get rid of birth, growth, illness, old age, and death, as well as the nature of that person, "seven emotions and six desires". Of course, these six heroes at this time could not escape the trouble of physical fatigue, and it was indeed time for them to lie down. Still, because of this, they were immersed in a sweet dream, and occasionally let out a deep and heavy thunderous sound.

However, just when the "Six Heroes of Shudong" fell asleep soundly, the sky had been bright for a long time. Inside and outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall in the front yard of Shaolin Temple at the western foot of Songshan Mountain, another scene has been carried out! And these scenes seem to be slowly drifting into the dreamland of the "Six Heroes of Shudong".

The alarm bell of the Shaolin Temple has been ringing heavily for a long time!

In the courtyard, the two people's tall iron tripod incense burner was slowly rising wisps of green smoke; In front of it, there is also a large "sundial", which measures the position of the sun. On both sides of the stone steps outside the door of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, monks of all sizes have already stood with their hands together. These two rows of monks, from the outside to the inside, lead to the middle of the lobby. It's like two long lines, running through the front yard of Shaolin Temple. However, in this night, where did there be so many monks in Shaolin Temple? When the "Six Heroes of Shudong" first came, didn't they only see five old and young monks?

In fact, this is not surprising, but it is human nature, and monks cannot break the "seven emotions and six desires". Speaking of these two rows of monks, most of them dodged out of the surrounding meditation rooms at the beginning of this morning, and some of them were found out of the darkness. When they came to the side of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, they saw the corpses of thirteen Shaolin monks lying side by side in the hall, and they didn't realize that they were full of tears and ashamed! First, when they saw the thirteen Shaolin disciples who went heroically, they felt shameless; The second is to face the old abbot standing on the east side of the Buddha case, with his eyes slightly closed, which makes them tremble and red-faced. Think about their own embarrassed nest of the old abbot and a few disciples who left the old abbot and a few disciples yesterday at dusk, and then think about the thirteen disciples who fell in a pool of blood outside the temple gate one by one, their guilt at this time, the panic of last night, and now they really want to find a hole to drill into, and never show up again, so that they will die a hundred times! But they couldn't do it yet, and they left the temple anyway; An invisible force and responsibility prompted them to stand in a dazed and painful way inside and outside the Mahavira Temple.

At this time, the entire Shaolin Temple is quiet and solemn and terrifying. It can be said that "the mountains bow their heads, the rivers whimper, the sky is cold, and the sun and the moon have no light", everything is to express deep condolences for the death of the thirteen disciples of Shaolin.

Follow the Shinto path composed of these two rows of monks, and walk slowly forward...... The monks bowed their heads silently and put their hands together, as if they didn't notice your arrival. At the end of this Shinto, thirteen Shaolin disciples wrapped in white gauze lay in the center of the treasure hall in turn; The old abbot was still silent, his eyes slightly closed; On the Buddha case in the center, the huge stone statue of the Buddha always looks like a curtain and a sad expression, as if the sorrow in front of him has once again touched his charitable heart of sorrow and worldly affairs.

At this moment, the old abbot slapped the "Buddha nature" on the desk. Suddenly, there was a "pop" inside and outside the lobby, like a thunderclap in the clear sky, which was shocking and terrifying! In an instant, the two columns of monks couldn't help but tremble, and they raised the bright bald eggs in amazement. Just when they looked up with their mouths wide open and looked ahead, they saw the old abbot's eyes shining brightly and his whole body trembling, as if he was radiating awe-inspiring righteousness outward, which was shocking. They knew in their hearts that the old abbot was angry, and he was angry! To put it a little more powerfully, you can simply rush to the crown in anger! Fortunately, there is no hair and no crown, but a sweat rushes out of the brain, and the brain is more and more bright and bright, like the sky!

At this moment, all the monks in the audience finally woke up like a dream. Shocked by the angry light that burst from the old abbot's eyes, they quickly and respectfully stood up again.

However, the old abbot did not speak, closed his eyes slightly again, and then put his left hand in front of his chest, knocked on the big-headed wooden fish with his right hand, and recited the Buddhist scriptures in his mouth.

So, under the leadership of the old abbot, the monks on both sides also chanted Buddhist scriptures. Its general meaning is: My Buddha is merciful, purifies all sentient beings, and accepts these poor thirteen disciples. May they go to the Pure Land of the West, the Buddha will manifest, and the world will be peaceful and a miracle. The injustices they have suffered, even if they are in the Nine Heavens, the Eighteenth Layer of Hell, or the Ten Thousand Heavens, will be investigated to the point and the shame will be cleared.

Unconsciously, the old abbot led the monks to sing over and over again, again and again. Finally, the bell rang in the temple with a deep sorrow.

Just as the bell was still ringing in his ears, I saw a little monk walk up to the old abbot, bow his head and whisper: "Temple master! It's time! ”

"Amitabha! Got it! There you go! The old abbot commanded.

"Yes!" The little monk left in response.

At this time, the old abbot had opened his eyes and stopped beating the wooden fish, and everything in the hall returned to its former calm.

Suddenly, there was a "pop" explosion, and the "Buddha nature" in the old abbot's hand broke through this short period of peace. Unexpectedly, two monks finally couldn't stand the sudden dramatic (huge) sound, and in an instant, their farts and urine flowed, and their legs were weak and they fell to the ground.

When the two monks got up in a panic, they saw that the old abbot had slowly walked to the center of the main hall, stared at the two rows of monks standing in a daze, and said earnestly: "Sin! Sin! The loss of these thirteen disciples in our Shaolin Temple for no reason is really intolerable, and it makes us hate each other. But what makes the old monk and me most angry is that in the face of this flying disaster, in the face of this evil in the world, can panic, tremble, fear, and escape solve the problem? Our Shaolin Temple still has you scum who are greedy for life and afraid of death! What a shame it is to kill me! ”

"Nope! No! No! An old monk standing in front hurriedly waved his hand and said, "After the incident, we don't have a moment of peace in our hearts. Later, the masked killer threatened us and others that if anyone moved half a step, they would kill us all. ”

"Not only that, but he also threatened us not to practice martial arts, otherwise we would come and kill the Shaolin disciples!" Another old monk then said to the old abbot.

When the old abbot heard this, he was touched and said, "The masked killer also ordered us not to practice martial arts in the future, otherwise we will be killed!" ”

"Why is that?" A monk asked angrily.

"Yes! How does he manage us? Another monk said angrily.

At this time, the old abbot stared at the thirteen corpses in the hall, his anger burned, and he ordered categorically: "Today, we will transport these thirteen disciples to the prison tower and cremate them properly. From tomorrow, those of us who are alive will not only have to eat fasting and recite Buddha, but also practice martial arts! ”

"Everything is willing to be arranged by the temple master!" The monks replied in unison.

"Good!" The old abbot was still angry, and then said: "When the time comes, the old man will personally teach you a few tricks!" I hope you will practice martial arts well and avenge your dead disciples. Go and eradicate the evil in the rivers and lakes and the evil thieves who want to dominate the martial arts! ”

"Humph!" A monk said angrily: "It's the monopoly of the martial arts again!" Nothing good will come of them to their kind! ”

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