Lian Bin looked at the scroll in the sweeping monk's hand, and couldn't help but quip: "You bald donkey is really willing." ”

The sweeping monk said lightly: "The secret of martial arts is just something outside the body, Zen Buddhism, has always been about Zen machine epiphany, only those who are destined can be inherited." ”

Lian Bin pursed his lips: "It's a good saying, it's not because Guo Bujing gave you face, you didn't kill a lot of blood, as long as you go six hundred elites." ”

The sweeper shook his head.

"The words of the practicing donor are wrong, the poor monk's book is for Shen Shizhu, Shen Shizhu is kind to Shaolin, and the poor monk wants to give back and completely settle the grievances."

Shen Lian bombarded and killed the five elders in his arms, and he didn't show the slightest mercy to his subordinates, how could he be kind to Shaolin?

The world is impermanent, and that's often the case.

Those who seem to have enmity may be gracious, and those who seem to be gracious are actually making enmity.

Why did Shen Lian bombard and kill the five elders in his arms?

Because they shouldn't have jumped out at all.

From the moment they jumped out, the five elders in their arms were already dead, and if they didn't die, this matter would not be able to get over it, and it might be brought up again at any time.

When it comes to this matter in the future, most of the people who come to Shaolin to reason are not Guo Bujing, but Dongchang Jinyiwei.

Shen Lian's death hand is a complete break.

The people died and the accounts were settled.

No matter what the grievance is, as soon as the person dies, the matter is over, and it will never be mentioned after that.

This kind of thing, some people feel very ashamed, but the sweeping monk can see it clearly, this is the power of the old Zen monks, they are clear-minded, they can see through grievances and hatred, and they will not be deceived by appearances.

Lian Bin scratched his chin boringly, he was not interested in the grievances and hatreds in the world, if it weren't for his daughter as a concern, as well as the love of the past, Lian Bin might have fallen asleep and would never wake up again.

"You go and see Shen Lian's little guy, I'll go see the one named Xiao Feng, these two little guys have special personalities, and they are all lucky people in the rivers and lakes."

When Lian Bin was idle and bored, he once studied the art of fate, although he only studied it randomly, but his realm was too high, and he also had some achievements.

According to Lian Bin's calculations back then, there should be a green dragon and white tiger Xuanwu Vermilion Bird Qilin in the world, which is not a real divine beast, but a life grid related to it.

The name of Shen Lian White Tiger Xingjun has been spread in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and the rest of them, Lian Bin feels that Xiao Feng may be Qinglong, and the rest can be found.

There are few such characters who are interested in them, who like the unknown, who need new feelings, who like to be exposed to all kinds of geniuses.

Lian Bin dropped the last chess piece, and went to find Xiao Feng with great interest, if Xiao Feng didn't have a wife and concubine, he would introduce it to his daughter, what if the two of them could make it?

The sweeping monk looked at the chessboard, and went back to sweep the floor a little helplessly, the two did not distinguish the winner or loser, because they were not playing chess at all, but fighting martial arts, how could the bluestone chess pieces withstand the true yuan of the two top masters?

Lian Bin just got up and left, whether it was the stone chair he had just sat on or the chessboard chess pieces, all of them turned into ashes with the mountain wind, and there was no trace of them anymore.

The sweeping monk swept the floor quietly.

His heart was restored to the ancient well.

Neither distressed by the loss of Shaolin, nor any anger, his heart is completely indifferent, like a lonely green pine, a calm stone platform.

……

"Master, you only need six hundred?"

"It's useless to ask for more, this is the list I got from Lu Bing, it's almost these people, we have to beat people up, we can't kill them directly."

Guo Bujing calmly lectured for Thirteen Niang.

Among the disciples of the God Catcher Sect, those who really want to shine in the six gates also have the right abilities, mainly Tong Lin, Liu Changjie, Thirteen Niang, and Duan Fei.

Duan Fei's brain is not very clear, and he needs subtle guidance, so he has to take it with him and tell Duan Fei what to do when he encounters something with his personal experience.

Tong Lin and Liu Changjie are strong in martial arts, and their brains are extremely flexible, very assertive, like two huskies who are happy, and they can't hold the rope for a long time.

Thirteen Niang wants to set up another door in six doors and become the world's first goddess in essence, which can also be called a female goddess of fishing, Guo Bujing needs more training.

Chasing the wind is suitable for Duan Fei's deputy, Chasing the wind has a very gentle personality and is very delicate in doing things, but his martial arts are a little lacking, and his aura is slightly poor.

It is suitable for being a second-in-command, not for being a boss.

Cheng Xiaodie and Water Hibiscus assist Thirteen Niang.

Shen Lian and Feng Siniang also can't control it, Feng Siniang has already been spreading wild, Shen Lian will be able to pursue martial arts in two years, and temporarily act as a background board.

If Thirteen Niang goes out to handle a case and encounters a master who is temporarily invincible, she can use Shen Lian to bluff people.

After bluffing people, transfer troops and use the advantage of strength to encircle and kill the enemy, just like Shen Lian, use the strength of the team to completely destroy the strong enemy.

Thirteen Niang has a lot of things to learn, and she can't do without books and exams in a short period of time, even if she is assisted by Su Xinghe and other talents, she will be exhausted.

If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.

If you want to be the boss, you need to put in hard work and sweat.

The hard work must be very hard, but the Ming officials have an advantage, that is, they have a good example above.

Lao Zhu is really a good role model.

Zhu Yuanzhang changed from a beggar to an emperor, how much effort did he put in? It's all about learning.

It is said that when he was marching and fighting, he would ask Li Shanchang to give him lectures every day, and even in the decisive battle Chen Youliang, he did not relax his study, and the same was true of the princes and grandsons.

If they dare not study hard, Lao Zhu directly took off his shoes and smoked the soles of his shoes, and smoked them himself.

With such a good example, as long as you have requirements for yourself, you will definitely be able to endure hardships and learn.

Thirteen Niang has high standards and strict requirements for herself, so she can learn it, Duan Fei has a kind of steadfastness and honesty like an old scalper, he can't understand, but he is willing to learn.

Shen Lian had no such interest.

Shen Lian was busy studying the rhythm with Feng Suzhen.

Rhythm stimulates qi and blood.

When fighting against the five elders, Feng Suzhen used the rhythm to stimulate Shen Lian and Xiao Feng's fighting spirit, Xiao Feng broke through the world with a stick, and Shen Lian took five kills with one move.

"Suzhen, that old guy said that I have no relationship with music, I don't think I'm convinced, I should be able to learn a few instruments, what do you think I should learn?"

"Drumming?"

"Don't learn! When I think of the drum, I think of the stone in the thatched pit of Mi 18, and it is very inconvenient to go out with a big drum, is there any convenience? ”

"Xiao?"

"Don't learn! Change one. ”

"Xun?"

"Xun's voice is too sad, I like to be hot-blooded, Xun and I are too incompatible."

"Play the lute and ambush on all sides?"

"If it's an iron lute, it's fine, but I think there's a better one, so I'll change it."

Shen Lian has some special feelings for the pipa, not that he thinks that this is a musical instrument that the singer is good at, but every time he hears the pipa music, he thinks of the railway guerrillas.

Play my beloved pipa~~Sing that moving song~~Climb on a fast train~~Like riding a galloping horse~~Stations and railway lines......

My temperament does not fit this image.

I'm supposed to be a "hand-tossed devil"!

Feng Suzhen was a little angry when she heard this: "This can't do that, it doesn't work, what do you want to learn, it's better for you to whistle directly, and learn the lion's roar skill." ”

Shen Lian said: "I will." ”

Without waiting for Feng Suzhen to say anything, Shen Lian gave her a melodious whistle, not one else, it was the divine comedy "Caravan" that could stop countless men.

This piece has another name.

Banana March

No one can beat Xiao Feng in BGM, and no one can surpass Ao Debiao in BGM.

Feng Suzhen said with a smile: "This song is ethereal and penetrating, and the mood follows the rhythm of the song, sometimes traveling in the sky, sometimes riding horses in the vast grassland, and sometimes feeling the gentle flow of the years, it is really a wonderful song." ”

After a pause, he added: "But this is definitely not something you made, you don't even know how to score music." ”

Shen Lian:(; д)

"At least I'll blow the slogan."

"Unfortunately, I won't." Feng Suzhen said mischievously, "I can't teach you this." ”

"Are there any suitable instruments?"

"I think suona is very good."

"Suona?"

"The sound is passionate enough, from the birth of the baby to the end of life, there is both the praise of life, and the lament when it passes, it is the most suitable for you."

Feng Suzhen looked at Shen Lian with a little provocation.

She felt that Shen Lian would definitely not agree.

Shen Lian is a person who likes style so much, he should choose a tall musical instrument, such as striking a bell, the abbot of the Jingnian Zen Monastery in the Sui and Tang dynasties was empty, and he carried a bronze bell as a weapon, and he was very aggressive at every moment.

Unexpectedly, Shen Lian actually recognized it.

"That's right, I'll learn this, I'll buy two suona tomorrow, and then you will teach me."

After speaking, Shen Lian went back to his room to sleep.

Feng Suzhen: (ー'ー)

How can you say yes?

You want to learn, but I won't!

For the dignity of the scholar, Feng Suzhen bought two volumes of music scores overnight to learn how to play suona.

After Shen Lian returned to the room, he saw a book on the table with a note on it:

Thank you for your help, I am grateful, this is the epiphany of the poor monks, a small gift, not a tribute.

The handwriting is soft and soothing, containing Buddha rhyme, just a few glances, it makes people feel refreshed, and there is a fallen leaf on the note, indicating the identity of the person who came.

"This is a gift from the sweeping monk?"

"It is worthy of being a master of Zen Buddhism, and his eyesight is really not comparable to that of the laity, and the lifelong perception of the sweeping monk, I don't know whether it is a record of Buddhism or a record of martial arts."

Shen Lian casually opened the scroll, but saw that there was not a word in it, it was a volume of "Wordless Heavenly Book".

Turn it over and take a look at the cover, on the cover, there are really four words written "wordless heavenly book", but the handwriting contains Buddha power, which makes people subconsciously ignore it.

"Wordless Heavenly Book, is there something wrong with the old bald donkey of Zen? You know that your family emphasizes epiphany, at least write a few words, right? How did this happen? ”

Shen Lian smacked his lips, and said in his heart that I really have nothing to do with this thing, and I can't read a word.

Wrong!

There's no word in it!

Because it was in the guest room, Shen Lian couldn't help but be a little presumptuous, thinking in his heart, he said it, and the sweeping monk was listening outside, originally wanted to hear what Shen Lian had to say about it, but he didn't expect to see a chameleon.

Before opening the scroll, there is the "sweeping monk".

After opening the scroll, there is "Zen bald donkey".

Changing your face is faster than turning a book!

Although Shen Lian's words are not good, they have a unique sense of reality, which makes the sweeping monk feel that although Shen Lian has a very heavy evil spirit, he is not without wisdom.

I hope that Shen Lian can find a qualified successor to the "Wordless Book of Heaven", and don't waste the hard work of the old man.

"Don't worry, master, I won't be wasted."

Shen Lian's voice came from the sweeping monk's ears.

"Master Shen Shi is really good, the old man used the marrow washing meridian to astringent qi, but you still found out."

"The master misunderstood, I can find the master, not because of martial arts, but because of reasoning."

Shen Lian's face was full of black lines to explain: "Although your martial arts are at the peak, you have not maintained your appearance, looking at your face, you are at least ninety years old, and the old man in his nineties swept the floor in the inn late at night, and the county order will be removed." ”

All dynasties have a tradition of "respecting the elderly".

When a certain age is reached, the imperial court will not only exempt from various taxes, but also send gifts during the New Year's holidays, and the elderly who are over ninety years old will send rice and grain every month.

Longevity belongs to "auspiciousness", and the appearance of this auspiciousness in a certain state capital is a very conspicuous political achievement.

The ninety-year-old man swept the floor in the inn late at night, either indicating that the rice and grain were greedy by the county order, or that the children were disobedient and unfilial and did not support the elderly.

The sweeping monk was able to hide his qi, but he did not hide his face, and the moment he saw him, Shen Lian guessed his identity and deliberately said a few nonsense.

"Although the master's cultivation is profound, but he hasn't walked in the red dust for a long time, it is better to take this opportunity to take a look at the rolling red dust, maybe there will be new insights."

"Amitabha, the donor cherishes it."

The sweeping monk didn't want to say more to Shen Lian, so he quietly dispersed his body and dissipated into the clouds.

Shen Lian looked at the window and found that there was no figure around, shrugged his shoulders, and went back to his room to sleep.

The next morning, the crowd continued on their way.

The target ahead is Jinling, and Xuan Ci and Ye Erniang will be slashed by a thousand knives in Jinling, and they will be punished by the Ming Dynasty.

Naturally, no one dares to stop such things.

Along the way, except for enduring the noise caused by Shen Lian's beginner suona, everything else was very smooth.

Feng Suzhen is a super scholar, Shen Lian has superhuman learning ability, and when he arrived in Jinling, he was already able to play a tune, and on the day Xuan Ci and Ye Erniang were tortured, Shen Lian played a song for them.

"Good Day"

For those whose children were killed and who have been looking forward to revenge for more than ten years, today is definitely the most celebratory day, representing their new life.

The executioner's blade slashed down, and pieces of flesh were thrown out and devoured by the people.

The resentment of the carnivorous bedskin was successfully resolved today.

At the end of the recitation, a Buddhist scripture is recited to send sincere blessings to these innocent people who have been reborn.

Shen Lian looked at the end: "Master, I remember that there are several little monks in Huangjue Temple, and one of them is quite close to me, and I want to accept him as a righteous son." ”

"Yoshiko?"

"Master rest assured, I have no malicious intent, do you know the Shaolin sweeping monk? In order to thank me, he wrote a book of his life's martial arts and gave it to me overnight, and I will pass on this secret book to my righteous son in its entirety. (End of chapter)