"Oh, taking something from someone else, and saying such a high-sounding thing? I've seen despicable people, but I haven't seen anyone as despicable and shameless as you! "Snow Without a Trace is indignant.

Zhang Feide also scolded: "Old bald donkey, the way you look now, just like what your nephew pig said in the ring of the Hangzhou martial arts competition that day, is all sanctimonious and fake. Phew, that's disgusting! ”

When Sha Wu heard this, he couldn't help but be furious, and he was about to have a seizure, but he was not the one who gave orders, so he had to endure it.

The Master of Compassion flashed a murderous intent in his eyes, but he still pretended to be sanctimonious, and said lightly: "The world doesn't understand me, insult me, scold me, blame me, hate me, it's always inevitable.

But I believe that those who are pure will be pure, and one day, the world will understand my good intentions. At that time, those who insult me will be ashamed of their words and deeds, Amitabha! ”

"Shame on you pig-headed, shameless old bald donkey!" Despite being under siege, the bold Zhang Feide still scolded.

When the monks heard that his words contained the word bald donkey, they all changed color, but the Master of Compassion seemed to turn a deaf ear, so he took out a small knife that was about to be a foot long, and handed it to Guan Wenchang with kind eyebrows: "Donor, for the sake of fairness, the old man will give you a knife!" ”

Guan Wenchang took a look, only to see that the knife was shaped like a dagger, rusty, and he couldn't help but scold: "Old bald donkey, this knife of yours is so small, rusty and blunt, it has a fart, isn't this a pit for me?" ”

Xue Wuxian and Zhang Feide Jiang Yueqin also felt that Master Mercy's approach was too much, and they snatched the incomparable Qinglong Yanyue Knife from others, but gave someone a tattered knife, and gave it with hypocrisy, it was really shameless, how could it be reasonable!

Seeing the angry appearance of Xue Guan Zhang, in order to prevent them from saying ugly things to degrade their image, the Master of Compassion waved his hand and shouted to the warrior monks of the Luohan Hall: "Do it! ”

"Yes!"

Thirty-six monks suddenly agreed, holding long sticks and killing the four of them without a trace.

In an instant, the long stick whistled, and the figure was vertical and horizontal, like a dragon leaping and a tiger leaping.

They are worthy of the warrior monks of Shaolin Luohan Hall, all of them are well-trained, cooperate with extraordinary tacit understanding, have both offense and defense, and are integrated, like a tide, one after another.

However, many warrior monks were muttering in their hearts: "Let's fight more and less, and take away other people's treasure swords, so we can't win martial arts!" ”

In the face of the Shaolin Temple's meteorological Arhat stick array, the snow without a trace feels like an iron wall, being in it, facing the long stick that is attacking from the sky, as if facing a violent storm, almost invulnerable.

However, at this critical juncture, as the eldest brother, he could only fight back and lead Guan Zhang Qin'er and the three to fight against it.

I saw that his sword was like a rainbow, and a sword shadow faintly appeared, this was a kind of comprehension of his sword, and the sword shadow shown, but now it is only beginning to take shape.

If the sword shadow can form a substance, and the sword shadow is huge and slender, like a giant sword flying in the sky, then the lethality will increase significantly.

He once tried the wind chanting swordsmanship, but in the case of dancing with sticks, he found that it didn't work at all, so he had to use the Huashan swordsmanship, and at the same time shoot the ice and snow palm prints to compete with the Shaolin Arhat stick array.

At this time, it was getting late, the figures were floating and sinking, and the shadows were full of shadows, and the thirty-six Arhats kept changing their formations, actually separating the Snow Traceless brothers, and the distance was getting farther and farther away.

However, fortunately, Jiang Yueqin has always been with Xue without a trace.

More than 20 warrior monks flew with long sticks, beating Xue Wuxian and Jiang Yueqin to the foot of the mountain, and they had already escaped the sight of the Master of Compassion and Sha Wuneng, and one of the warrior monks said to Xue Wuxian: "Snow Prince, we admire you as a person, and we had to do it just now, so we fought against your brothers, please don't blame you."

Now that the Master of Compassion is not here, you can take Miss Jiang away! ”

Immediately, he deliberately shouted: "Oops, Xue Wuxian actually ran away, everyone chase after it!" ”

The warrior monk said, leading the other warrior monks in the opposite direction of Snow Traceless.

Seeing this scene, Xue Wuxian was quite moved in his heart, it seems that there are still reasonable people in Shaolin Temple, not all of them are as despicable and shameless as Sha Wuneng and Master of Compassion.

As a result, there have been some changes in the perception of Shaolin Temple.

Looking at the backs of those monks who were far away, Jiang Yueqin asked, "Brother Wuji, what should we do now?" ”

Thinking of the uncertain life and death of the sworn brothers, I don't know how Guan and Zhang are now? Xue Wuxian said anxiously: "What else can I do?" Naturally, the second brother and the third brother were recovered, I don't know what happened to the two of them? Are there any dangers? ”

Jiang Yueqin knew that they had a deep brotherhood, but she also said her thoughts, and Wen Yan comforted: "Brother Wuxi, you don't have to be too anxious, maybe Guan Zhang and the others, like us, were secretly let go by the warrior monks of the Luohan Hall?" There are still good people in Shaolin Temple! ”

Listening to Jiang Yueqin's words, Xue Wuxian thought about it: "Qin'er, what you said is also reasonable, I found that there have been several times that the warrior monks of the Luohan Hall seem to be merciful, otherwise I am afraid that several of us will be seriously injured, and we may even die in Shaolin!" ”

Before he could say anything, he suddenly exclaimed: "Oh, it's not good, if the Master of Compassion catches the second and third brothers, or kills them, it will be miserable!" ”

After that, he had to rush to Shaolin to rescue Guan and Zhang.

Jiang Yueqin knew that he was in a mess at this time, so she said softly: "Brother Wuxi, how can you say that the master of mercy is a Shaolin monk, and killing is a great precept for monks, I think he won't dare to kill people no matter what, at most he just grabbed Zhang Feide and Guan Wenchang and tortured them."

So we don't have to rush into Shaolin now, it's best to quietly enter the Shaolin Temple in the dead of night and rescue Guan Zhang and the others. ”

Immediately, he said his own method, which needs to be so, so, and how.

Xue Wuxian listened to Jiang Yueqin's plan, his eyes lit up, like a star in the night, glowing with shimmering brilliance, and he exclaimed happily: "Qin'er, you ghostly guy, you are really a resourceful female Zhuge who can compete with the fifth brother Zhuge Changfeng!" ”

Jiang Yueqin was overjoyed, but she still groaned shyly: "Hehe, I remembered that your fifth brother is here again, but to be honest, no matter how wise and martial arts, Zhuge Changfeng is an extremely powerful character, compared to me, I am far behind!" ”

Her voice was like a heavenly sound, and it sounded so pleasant that Xue Wuxian was about to get drunk.

Two or three hours later, Xuejiang and the two, who had rested for a while, began to set off again, preparing to break into Shaolin at night to find the whereabouts of Guan and Zhang.

Originally, the purpose of their coming to Shaolin Temple was to find Sha Wuneng to settle accounts and seek justice for the family of scholars who died tragically, how did they know that the Shaolin abbot was in retreat, and now the master of mercy in charge is actually Sha Wuneng's uncle, and their uncle and nephew have a nest of snakes and rats, not only have no place to reason, but they have been driven and beaten, and even Guan Zhang and his two are missing, such a result is unexpected.

Now Xue Wuxian retreated to the next second, only hoping to find the two righteous brothers, as for the matter of justice and finding Sha Wu to take revenge, I can only talk about it later.

At this time, Xue Jiang and the two of them have changed their appearance, after Jiang Yueqin's disguise, Xue Wuxian changed his body and transformed into an elderly monk, only to see him wearing a hat on his head and a broken robe on his body, giving people an atmosphere of ancient vicissitudes.

At first glance, it seems to be the founder of Shaolin Temple: Bodhidharma Patriarch.

And Jiang Yueqin dressed herself as a little novice, named Jiang'er, also wearing a hat, wearing a monk's robe, and following the side of the "Dharma Patriarch".

Looking at each other, Xue Wuxian and Jiang Yueqin both laughed, Jiang Yueqin learned from those monks, played a joke, and said mischievously: "Jiang Er visits the ancestor." ”

"Amitabha!"

Xue Wuxian also pretended to be the compassionate and compassionate appearance of the Bodhidharma Patriarch, spit out Sanskrit sounds, and said lightly: "Jiang'er, let's go, let's go to Shaolin Temple, ignite those stubborn and unscrupulous scoundrels, and return my Shaolin reputation!" ”

Xiao Shami let out a crisp voice, and said eloquently: "Patriarch, we should clean up the portal for Shaolin Temple, eradicate martial arts scum like Sha Wuneng, and also expose the hypocrisy of the Master of Mercy, we can't let their uncles and nephews continue to do evil, harm others, and ruin my Shaolin reputation!" ”

The ghostly Jiang Yueqin couldn't help but laugh when she said it, and the "Dharma Patriarch" also laughed.

………………………………………………

The night is vast, and the majestic and majestic Shaolin Temple mountain gate is even more solemn.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the closed door, which woke up the monk on duty in the meditation room, and at this time the leader was a fat monk, this monk smiled lovely, at first glance, it was like the Maitreya Buddha in the temple, and the smile was always open.

Therefore, the monks gave him the nickname of Laughing Maitreya.

"Oh, I'm sleepy!"

Xiao Maitreya rubbed his sleepy eyes, yawned, and said, "In the middle of the night, who will knock on the door?" Hell yes! ”

Although complaining, but the face of the laughing Maitreya is still full of smiles, smiling out of the meditation room, open the door of the Shaolin Temple, through the hazy moonlight, only to see a wrinkled old monk standing outside the door, and a white and delicate little novice.

Although the old monk's face was full of vicissitudes, and his face was as white as frost, he had a deep and majestic bearing, and his eyes were shining brightly, and he was obviously not an ordinary person.

When the laughing Maitreya saw the old monk at first glance, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "Ah? …… Reach...... Bodhidharma Patriarch? ”

Laughing Maitreya's voice trembled, his body was like a sieve of chaff, he actually fell to his knees, bowed upside down, kowtowed like a chicken pecking rice, and muttered while kowtowing: "Ah...... Ami ...... Buddha, younger brother...... Meet the grandfather! ”

Needless to say, the old monk and the little novice who looked like the Bodhidharma Patriarch outside the door were faked by Xue Wuxian and Jiang Yueqin.

In fact, the Bodhidharma Patriarch has already passed away, I don't know how many years have been dead, but because the Bodhidharma Patriarch pretended to be Xue Wuxian is vivid, and the statue of the Bodhidharma Patriarch enshrined in the Shaolin Temple is almost identical, and it is in the foggy night, everything around is hazy and shadowy, in such an environment, it is easy to produce all kinds of inexplicable hallucinations, so the laughing Maitreya will mistake Xue Wuxian as the Bodhidharma Patriarch to kneel and worship.