Three days later.

On the mountain road, which is still twenty or thirty miles away from Shaomu Mountain, there is a horse-drawn carriage, which is moving slowly on the uneven road, bumping and turning.

A peasant woman was catching the car in front of her, and then she said to the carriage behind her: "Young master, this road is bumpy, is it slower?" ”

"That's it, you can't be slow, just get to Mt. Shaomuro as soon as possible before the sun sets." A clear man's voice came from the carriage.

The middle-aged woman replied, "Yes! ”

The carriage was galloping on the snowy road, Lu Nianchou was sitting in the car, with a thick blanket beside him, and Cheng Ying was half-leaning on his arms, moving forward in a burst of bumps.

"Nian Chou, you don't have to worry too much, I'm fine." Cheng Ying had woken up from a coma two days ago.

It's just that she can't move her hands and feet, it's okay to eat and drink, Lu Nianchou personally feeds her water and eats every day, although she is a little intimate, but the two of them have the status of husband and wife, Cheng Ying is a little shy, but she also feels happy.

Especially this time the childhood sweetheart's fiancé is cautious, not only does what he eats and drinks, but also has to taste it himself, confirm the temperature and taste, and then feed her.

Such intimate service is really rare in the world, and it is almost unheard of a man who can do so care for his wife.

Cheng Ying has been under the fence since she was a child, and she has been wandering outside all these years, at this time, her hands and feet are broken, and the pain is unbearable every day, but being taken care of by Lu Nianchou so much, she only feels sweet and forgets the pain on her body.

It's just eating and drinking, but when people eat whole grains, they will inevitably have some filth every day.

When Cheng Ying first woke up, how could he open his mouth when he encountered this kind of thing?

She held it for a long time, her face turned red, and her body trembled slightly, almost crying.

It's just that no matter how Lu Nianchou asks, she can't open her mouth.

In the end, it was dirty, Cheng Ying only felt ashamed and angry, and fainted on the spot.

When she woke up, she only felt shameless to face Lu Nianchou, and she wished she could die directly.

Lu Nianchou knew that the girl was thin-skinned, and she was ugly in front of her, and she couldn't raise her head, so she could only comfort at this time: "Jingshu, you and I already have a marriage contract, and we will grow old in the future, and we will raise our eyebrows." ”

"When we get older, maybe I'll have to let you take care of food, clothing, housing and transportation, will you still dislike me?"

When Cheng Ying heard this, her original mood of being ashamed and indignant was a little better, but she still felt faceless, and said in a low voice: "Then how can it be the same, you are a man, I should have served you." ”

"Now not only do you have to take care of me, but also ...... Also ......"

She couldn't talk anymore, especially when she thought of going through that kind of unbearable thing in the future, and for a while sorrow came to her heart, and she didn't know what to do.

Lu Nianchou gently held her in his arms, let her lean on his chest, and said softly: "You sacrificed your life to save me that day, and you were not even afraid of death, why can't you look at it now." ”

"Wait a few days, when you get to the Shaolin Temple, I can find a way to cure you."

"It's just a few days of work, so you can bear with it first, okay?"

Needless to say, there is no need to say much about what happened after that, except for being in the arms of her parents when she was a baby, where did Cheng Ying encounter this situation.

I never thought that it was already so big, and I would have to be held by a man to clean my hands.

All kinds of shyness, unbearable, and even filth, as long as she thinks about it, it makes her want to die.

For this reason, she refused to even drink more water on weekdays, and was unwilling to eat more food, so she only took Jiuhua Yulu Pill to support herself.

Lu Nianchou was also helpless, but he couldn't persuade her, so he could only ask the coachman to hurry up as fast as possible and rush to Shaolin Temple.

When he traveled, he was empty-handed, and he didn't bring any property at all, but they were a pair of young men and women, and there were always some bandits and thieves on the road who wanted to rob him, and even saw Cheng Ying's beauty and wanted to kidnap him.

Lu Nianchou naturally would not be soft-hearted, and all those he encountered were killed, and some property was also looted.

In the meantime, there is also the young master of the family, who has taken a fancy to Cheng Ying and has to spend money to buy it.

was directly taught a hard lesson by Lu Nianchou, took away his belongings and carriage, and let Cheng Ying enter the carriage, which stopped a little.

The woman who drove the car was also a poor person, and her family offended the Mongol officers and was bullied to death.

She sold herself to beg for a coffin, Lu Nianchou looked pitiful, and needed someone to help drive the car, cook, and do some chores, so she spent money to buy a coffin for her and buried her family.

This was the first time he had traveled without the company of his elders, and although it was only a few days, he had seen a lot of the bleakness and cruelty of this world.

Those Jianghu people with martial arts can still run rampant in this troubled world, but ordinary people are not as good as ants, and they are barely able to survive.

Lu Nianchou remembered that he had said that he would use the sword in his hand to set the rules for the world's martial arts, and he couldn't help but be silent.

No matter how fast the sword in his hand is, how many people can he kill?

No matter how good his light skills are, how many miles can he run in a day?

The world is so vast, there are many wicked people, there are countless people who oppress the good, the princes of the Great Song Dynasty are just vying for power and profit, and the Mongolian iron cavalry is conquering the Quartet, and it is already the general trend to unify the world.

Just by virtue of his Lu Nianchou, what is it in this turbulent torrent?

Even Guo Jing, who is a martial artist, will die under Xiangyang City in the end.

Even Yang Guo, who killed the Mongol emperor in the midst of thousands of troops, only delayed the time for the replacement of the world.

But how can the rolling trend of this dynasty be reversed by ordinary people?

Xing, the people suffer; Death, the people suffer!

Whether it is the Great Song Dynasty or Mongolia, in the eyes of those authorities, the people are just cattle that have been looted and oppressed.

Only those scholars and nobles were considered human beings; As for those mud legs, they don't deserve to be compared to them at all.

The class of the family gate valve, the strict rules of power, how can the people in the world breathe.

Lu Nianchou and Cheng Ying went all the way, but their hearts were getting colder and colder, in the world of martial arts, it was not only the love of children and daughters, but also the martial arts of the world.

Compared with those who only know how to compete for martial arts cheats and the so-called five uniques of Huashan on swords, Guo Jing and others who can serve the country and the people can be called heroes.

But even Guo Jing and Huang Rong, after all, have their limitations, they only know how to resist Mongolia and protect the rivers and mountains of the Han family.

But I never thought about the countless people who were struggling to survive for food and clothing.

Huang Rong and Guo Fujin are dressed in jade food, wearing gold and jade, and the hero conference is a big pomp, but I don't know if there are starving bones in Xiangyang City!

Lu Nianchou is not a saint, but when he sees this cruel world, in the face of this people who are not even as good as animals, he feels that things hurt him, and the rabbit dies and the fox is sad.

"If you are poor, you will be good alone, and if you are good, you will help the world, and now my martial arts are gradually accomplished, and when this matter is over, it is time to do a career and contribute to this day."

He has never said such thoughts to anyone, but in the face of Cheng Ying, he always can't help but confide, talking about his ambitions and sighs for the world.

Cheng Ying always listened silently, she has traveled with Huang Yaoshi from south to north over the years, and when it comes to vision, she is more open than most people.

She is an orphan girl, and she feels more and more empathy for the cruelty of this world.

It's just that she is just a little woman, she doesn't have such a big mind, and when she heard Lu Nianchou's ambition, she thought of that sentence for some reason, "I suddenly saw a strange willow color, and I regretted asking my husband to find a marquis." ”

Cheng Ying was silent for a long time before she said to Lu Nianchou: "I'm only afraid that you will be able to live a peaceful and happy life, and as for the rest, I will listen to you." ”

When Lu Nianchou heard this, he seemed to be touched in the softest part of his heart, and looked at the woman who was leaning on him tightly in his arms, and suddenly there was something indescribably complicated.

After all, in the ancient tomb, there is also Li Mochou.

When he thought of this, he was silent for a while, just feeling the gentle breathing of the woman in his arms, as soft as herself, not fighting or grabbing, which was distressing.

An hour later, the carriage stopped, and the woman named Qiao Niang lifted the curtain on her thick cotton jacket, and suddenly a cold wind drifted in with snow particles, and said: "Young master, Shaomu Mountain has arrived, and now on this day, the carriage is likely to fall into the ravine on the mountain road." ”

Her meaning is obvious, she just can't go up.

Lu Nianchou took a look and found that this was indeed the case, so he was not embarrassed, he gently held Cheng Ying in his arms, let the girl wrap his arms around his neck, and turned over and got out of the car.

"You go to the farmhouse at the foot of the mountain to borrow it, and when we finish our work, we will come down the mountain to look for you."

"Got it, young master." Qiao Niang agreed, got into the car quickly, shouted, and drove towards the farmhouse not far away.

Mountain roads are not easy to walk, especially after snowfall, some potholes are covered, and ordinary people will fall off cliffs if they are not careful on such mountain roads.

Lu Nianchou hugged Cheng Ying, and had light skills, and walked on the snow all the way, the speed was extremely fast, and he arrived in front of the Shaolin Temple in a short time.

He went straight up the steps, which were not high but had some distance from the uphill of the mountain.

When he arrived at the steps, he saw that the gate of the Shaolin Temple was closed, and there was fallen leaves and snow in front of the door, and it was obvious that no one had cleaned it for a long time.

Lu Nian shook his head sadly, Shaolin Temple's behavior is simply pretending, there are obviously monks in the temple, but they just make a look of being few in front of the door and not interacting with the outside world.

He didn't delay much, just stepped forward and slammed the door, and the crisp sound of the knocker echoing in the mountains and forests.

It didn't take long for the side door of Shaolin Temple to squeak open, and a small novice showed a head from the crack in the door, put his palms together, and said: "Donor, Shaolin Temple has been closed for many years, if you burn incense and worship Buddha, please go elsewhere!" ”

Lu Nianchou took out the letter left by Huang Yaoshi, handed it over and said, "Little master, I am here to visit Zen Master Tianming. ”

"My master and Zen Master Tianming have an old relationship, and I specially wrote a letter for this trip, and I want to hand it over to the Zen master, and I hope that the little master can convey it on my behalf."

Xiao Shami took the letter, glanced at him and Cheng Ying carefully, and said, "Donor, please wait." ”

Then the door slammed shut with a creak and disappeared.

Cheng Ying also came to this holy place of Buddhism for the first time, and the Ming Dynasty of Shaolin Temple was widely spread a long time ago, and even the leader of the Central Plains martial arts faction decades ago.

The Shaolin abbot gave an order, and he could command the Central Plains martial arts heroes, but he didn't expect it to be such a crowd today.

"Sorrowful, why do you say Shaolin Temple is closed?" Cheng Ying asked with some confusion.

Lu Nianchou naturally knew that Shaolin Temple had suffered unimaginable damage because of the fire foreman, so he had to announce the closure of the mountain.

But at this time, it was naturally inconvenient to speak in front of the Shaolin Gate, so he just said with a chuckle: "Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, maybe they also have their difficulties!" ”

After a while, with a squeak, the side door of Shaolin Temple opened again, and the little monk ran out and said in a respectful tone: "Two donors, the abbot is invited." ”

Lu Nian thanked him for his sorrow, then followed the little monk in, and offered incense in the main hall, and then sat down in the side hall and served tea.

At this time, Zen Master Tianming was already waiting in the hall, he was not very old, he looked like he was only in his forties, he didn't expect to become an abbot at such a young age.

Lu Nianchou confessed first, "I have seen the Zen master, and I am in Xia Lu Nianchou, and I took the liberty to come to disturb, I am really guilty, please forgive me." ”

Zen Master Tianming waved his hand: "The donor does not need to be polite, I also received the favor of the Lord of Huangdao in the early years, although he did not take it to heart, but it was a great favor for me." ”

"I've also read his letter, presumably this is the closed disciple of the Huangdao Lord, right?"

"Can you give me a look at her injuries?"

Lu Nianchou let go of the woman in his arms a little and said, "I'm tired of the Zen master." ”

Cheng Ying couldn't move, and was still held in Lu Nianchou's arms at this time, although he had some habits in the past few days, he was still unable to hide his shyness in front of outsiders, his white and flawless pretty face was dyed red, and he lowered his hand slightly and said: "In Xia Cheng Ying, I have seen a Zen master." ”

Zen Master Tianming nodded, checked her pulse, and checked the wounds on her arms, legs and feet, and when she finished checking it, a pair of thick eyebrows locked up.

"Sure enough, it is the true power of Buddhism, but it is not the path of my Central Plains martial arts, but it is more like the martial arts of Buddhism in the Tianzhu line of the Western Regions."

"No wonder the Lord of Huangdao will let you come to Shaolin."

"Just ......"

He paused for a moment, then sighed and said: "Saving people's lives, it is better to build a seventh-level floating slaughter, if it was a few decades ago, my Shaolin Temple would naturally be able to cut down the hair and wash the marrow for Miss Cheng and expel the true qi of different species." ”

"It's just that now the teachers of the previous generation of my Shaolin Temple are either in retreat, or traveling, or missing, and in this big temple, only I can't wait to guard it."

"Although I practice Buddhism's pure yang internal strength, my own skills are insufficient, and it is difficult to heal Miss Cheng's injuries, I'm really sorry."

When Lu Nianchou heard this, he was not surprised, even if there was really a senior monk in the Shaolin Temple to heal Cheng Ying's injuries, he would never easily lose his true qi, this scene had already been expected by him.

He pretended to be ugly, and did not speak for a long time.

Cheng Ying didn't know what was going on, let alone what he was planning to do, seeing this scene, although his heart was a little gloomy, he forced himself to smile, but comforted Lu Nianchou and said: "Nianchou, I'm fine, I can always find a way to get better slowly in the future." ”

"Let's not embarrass the abbot, the Shaolin Temple is already closing the mountain, and it is already an exception to let us in."

"Let's leave!"

When Zen Master Tianming heard this, his face was ashamed, and he moved his lips to say something, but in the end he sighed and said: "Amitabha, sin, sin, the old man is incompetent, two donors, I'm sorry." ”

Lu Nianchou was called three times, then he slowly raised his head and said in a hoarse voice: "Zen master, Jingshu is my fiancée, she was cut off her hands and feet, and it is possible that she will be injured in this life. ”

"Now the lord of Huangdao is looking for the thief who did it for her, and I don't know if there will be a result."

"I want to go to your sect's scripture building, to copy some scriptures, to pray for Jingshu, I wonder if the Zen master may agree?"

"The Scripture Building?" When Zen Master Tianming heard these three words, he felt his heart skip a beat, and he was a little suspicious of Lu Nianchou's intention.

You must know that the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of Shaolin Temple is famous, and I don't know how many martial arts people want to steal martial arts secrets in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Decades ago, there was a peerless master who hid in the Shaolin Zangjing Pavilion for more than ten years and was not known, and I don't know how many Shaolin stunts I stole to learn.

Before, the fire foreman Tuo stole the martial arts, which made Shaolin's vitality hurt, and now the martial arts of Shaolin Temple have become taboo, and even the disciples of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion are difficult to enter.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Lu Nianchou hurriedly continued: "Zen master, don't worry, I only need to copy those ordinary scriptures, and I will never trespass into the place where I collect martial arts secrets." ”

"The Zen master can send someone to follow me and watch me copy the scriptures throughout the process."

"Just finish copying and praying for Jingshu, and then I'll leave."

When Tianming Zen Master heard this, he relaxed slightly, if it was someone else, even if it was so, he would not hesitate to refuse.

But firstly, he did owe Huang Yaoshi kindness, and secondly, Huang Yaoshi's behavior was perverse and unruly.

It's just that he refuses to heal Cheng Ying's injuries, and if he doesn't even allow him to copy a few ordinary scriptures to pray for blessings, it will inevitably be a bit too much.

If it really angers that person, it will be even worse for today's Shaolin Temple.

Zen Master Tianming pondered for a moment, and finally nodded and said, "Since this is the case, the two of you are allowed to copy the scriptures here." ”

"However, it is inconvenient to stay in the Shaolin Temple, and now the mountain is closed, and the two of them can enter the library from now on."

"Until dawn tomorrow, no matter how much you copy, you have to leave the temple and go down the mountain."

The old monk's requirements were really harsh, and Lu Nianchou was also slightly dissatisfied, but if it weren't for Huang Yaoshi's face, he might not even be able to enter the gate of Shaolin Temple.

At this time, I couldn't force it, so I could only stand up and salute: "Then thank you Zen master." ”

After the two sides finished speaking, the atmosphere suddenly became a lot more harmonious.

After Lu Nian thanked him, he returned to his seat, took a sip of tea, and said: "I also asked the Zen master to help prepare some pen, ink and paper, of course, I met a lot of thieves on the road and got some ill-gotten gains." ”

"All of these are offered to the Buddha, and they should all be incense money."

Zen Master Tianming was drinking tea, hurriedly put down the cup, and smiled: "Thank you to the donor, as for the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, it's just a trivial matter, and I'll send it later." ”

The two talked for a while and said something about Huang Yaoshi's past, and Zen Master Tianming left under the pretext that something had happened.

At this time, a little novice brought pen, ink, paper, and inkstone and came to lead them to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Lu Nianchou didn't worry about throwing Cheng Ying away, still holding her in his arms and walking towards the Scripture Pavilion together.

(End of chapter)