Chapter 133: The King of Fudo

Pro, soldier, fight, one, all, array, column, front, line, are the nine-character mantra of Buddhism, corresponding to the nine kinds of mudras.

For Shaolin, the nine-character mantra mudra is not only a mudra, but also the inheritance of the secret method of Buddhism.

Thousands of years ago, Shaolin engraved the secret method of the sect on the nine golden seals, and placed them in the Songshan Shaolin Temple and Putian Shaolin Temple in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for the Buddhist people to study.

It is not only a martial arts classic that the disciples of the sect yearn for, but also a rare book of heaven that the masters of martial arts in the rivers and lakes want to get a glimpse of.

However, for thousands of years, no one in Buddhism has ever been invincible in the world, and it is difficult for anyone in the non-Buddhism to shake the power of Shaolin, and there is no chance to see the secret method.

It was a thing that should not have appeared outside of Shaolin, but it was rumored to have been stolen three days ago.

What was stolen is the seal of the Shaolin Temple in Songshan, that is, the seal of the king of the Ming Dynasty, which is undoubtedly a boulder that has set off waves in the rivers and lakes of the undercurrent of the rivers and lakes.

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Misty Valley, named because of the clouds and mist all day long, is northwest and southeast, to the northwest is the Gorge Fog Valley, to the southeast straight into Jiangning County.

There is a tea shop in the valley, the tiger must pass through the road, the past businessmen, dart masters, green forests, rangers and other people from all walks of life often gather here, is to pass between this tea shop, the interactive information can be described as massive, as long as you have the ability, you can hear all kinds of news you want to know here, of course, it is true or false, all by their own judgment, and the accuracy of the news is not more reliable than Gusu Chengzhong Bao to inquire about the inquiry.

The tea shop is called the Bafang shop, for the ears to listen to the meaning of the eight directions, of course, can operate the tea shop in this important place, not only the scale of the tea shop dominates the eight directions, the background of the tea shop is bottomless, few people know.

At this time, it was the morning of the day, and there were no more or no fewer visitors in the Bafang Shop, about seven guests, plus the owner of the tea shop and his men, but only about fifty.

Among them, four people picked a corner of the tea shop to rest.

These four people are the members of the gang that has just emerged in the past three years, Listening to the Rain Pavilion.

One of them is a goose-egg-faced, pink-clothed woman with willow eyebrows, named Meng Chaoge, who is young but is the master of the Listening Rain Pavilion.

Although the initial purpose of the gang is to maintain obscurity, and there is no intention to compete for fame and profit, but at the beginning of the new sect on the rivers and lakes, it is the time when it needs to gain a firm foothold.

Pavilion master Meng Chaoge took the three people in the pavilion to return to Jiangning after visiting the Qingtianzhong, and the deputy pavilion master Luo Piaoling, who had a different itinerary, because of his attainments in Buddhism, and a senior monk in Songshan Shaolin, went to Shaolin to worship the mountain gate a few days ago.

The two men and two women were inconspicuous, but at this moment, they attracted the secret attention of the guests next to them because of the topic they mentioned.

"Three days ago?! If it is not bad as expected, this time coincides with the time when the senior brother visited the Shaolin Temple. The older of the two women is Meng Chaoge, and the mouth is talking about the theft of the Shaolin Fudo Ming King Seal that is spreading on the rivers and lakes.

"Hehe, don't you think that this great monk's immovable Ming Wang Seal was stolen by the senior brother?" asked a girl in pink with a smile.

The girl is Wei Wei, the little sister of Meng Chaoge, compared to the maturity and stability of the senior sister, Wei Wei has not yet taken off the playful cuteness of Fanghua Miaoling.

"Bah, don't talk nonsense, senior brother is a bright and upright person, how can he steal other people's things, not to mention, not to mention ......" Meng Chaoge said when he heard this, and when he thought of Senior Brother Luo's current physical condition, his expression instantly dimmed.

"Senior sister, senior sister, it's Wei Wei's mistake, don't be sad, Wei Wei was just thinking that Senior Brother should be helping those big monks find a way to find that golden seal at this time. Seeing that Meng Chaoge suddenly lowered her head, Weiwei hurriedly threw herself into her arms and apologized.

Meng Chaoge couldn't resist this little junior sister no matter what, and he wouldn't be angry because she didn't choose what to say, so he sighed lightly and said: "I don't know if the senior brother has returned, it's another long journey to Shaolin, but don't hurt yourself." ”

"Although Ji Zhe is rarely serious during the day, he is indeed a person who can take care of others, with him accompanied by the deputy cabinet master, the big boss can rest assured, if the big boss is still worried about the deputy cabinet master's physical condition, then we will return to the Gorge Fog Valley, cross the waterway to Songshan Shaolin, there should be eighty percent sure that we can meet the deputy cabinet master of the return trip, of course, if the big boss has this plan, we still need to leave immediately. The one who spoke was a middle-aged man or two with gray temples, named Shi Zhonghuo, who saw that Meng Chaoge was worried, so he immediately calculated the next itinerary.

"But if we rush to the deputy pavilion master in such a hurry, I'm afraid that instead of being happy, he will blame us for causing more trouble, right?" Another middle-aged man named Guan Dadao raised an objection.

"Uncle Guan has a point, let's go back to the gang as soon as possible and wait for the return of Senior Brother. After hearing Shi Zhonghuo's plan, Meng Chaoge's eyes flashed with a hint of brightness, and she opened her mouth to agree, but Guan Dadao opened her mouth first, which also made her calm down immediately, and she didn't dare to do anything that made the senior brother unhappy.

Seeing this, Shi Zhonghuo glanced at Guan Dadao, his eyes were full of gloom, he originally wanted to take this opportunity to treat the two little girls and let them relax, but he was not interested in Guan Dadao, who did not know people.

Guan Dadao tilted his head in a sneer, avoiding the angry glare of the fire in the stone, muttering in his heart, and not letting him tell the truth.

"Then, we, let's go ......" The eccentric Wei Wei naturally tasted the meaning between the words of several people, she also wanted to fight for her senior sister, of course, she likes to have fun, she also hopes to hang out more often, instead of returning to the gang to deal with those complicated things.

"Go back to Jiangning. It was Weiwei's beloved senior sister who spoke, and Meng Chaoge shattered the selfish thoughts in the hearts of the two.

The leader of the gang said that it was difficult to chase the horses, and the four of them quickly got in order and were ready to hit the road.

The four of them had only taken a few steps to lead the horses, but before they could turn over and get on their horses, they were stopped by the sound from the direction of the tea shop.

"Well, the thief who stole the seal is gone, and he doesn't leave his bags behind, so he pleads on the spot, and he goes back to Shaolin with me to ask for his guilt. Seven purple figures flew out of the tea shop, but the slender face of the man in front of him was born with a pair of thick lips, and his eyes narrowed into a slit staring straight at the graceful bodies of Meng Chaoge and Weiwei, and said righteously.

As soon as these words came out, even if there were dozens of eyes cast at this in the Bafang shop, some were surprised, some were puzzled, but more of them were playful.

Everyone is not stupid, the news of the loss of Shaolin over there has just spread all over the sky, and you have caught a thief here, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that this group of drunkards in purple does not mean to drink.

However, the rules of the Bafang shop are very simple, no trouble is allowed in the tea shop, out of the scope of the tea shop, no matter how dark you kill, they will not frown.

At this time, the seven people in purple and the four people who came out before were all outside the tea shop, and for the people in the tea shop, a good show was about to be staged.

Don't look at the play without money, don't watch it in vain, before the situation is unclear, even good people will not be nosy, there are already many guests in the tea shop who are asking Xiao Er to serve more tea and dried fruits, and look out with joy.

"You have any plans for us, but please be clear, don't be so false. Shi Zhonghuo turned his head and looked directly at the thin-faced man who was the leader.

"Dressed in purple, he is not a person from the Purple Night Pavilion of the Four Seas. Guan Dadao on the side said in a low voice.

"Hmph! Framed? We have already heard clearly, you heard that the Yuge Pavilion was first established, in order to improve the strength of the sect in a short period of time, he ignored the rules of the rivers and lakes, abandoned the morality of the rivers and lakes, and made a waste person with no martial arts use his broken body to cover the ears and eyes of the Shaolin monks, waiting for the opportunity to steal the seal of the Ming King, and now that he has stepped out of the Bafang Shop, it is time for us to do the right thing for the sky. The thin-faced man yelled angrily.

The thin-faced man said it well, and his analysis seemed to be thorough, this time, not only did the four people in the Yuge Pavilion hear what they said, but many people in the tea shop believed it to be true, and questioned in their hearts, could it be true?

Listening to the surprise of the four people in the Yuge, they could hear from the words of the thin-faced man that he seemed to know the identity of each of them, and he knew everything about what he was doing in the pavilion.