Situ Xiao retreated and said: "The junior brother has been practicing in the temple for two or three years, and he has always heard of the reputation of Shura's swordsmanship, but he has never seen it, but he is just curious, and he begs the senior brother to tell me about it, so that I can increase my knowledge." ”

After hearing this, the muscles on Basang's face couldn't help but move slightly, as if recalling some unbearable past, and after a long time, he said slowly: "Fortunately, you are asking me, if you ask about the master, I am afraid that you will inevitably be beaten with a leather whip." I heard that this sword technique is driven by people's minds, and when practicing this sword technique, people will enter the realm of selflessness, and as long as they feel threatened, those who practice this sword technique will take action, and no one can stop them. What kind of move it is, only those who have seen it know, but unfortunately the people who have seen it are already dead, and the death is full of holes, extremely tragic. In the past, when I taught an uncle to practice the Shura swordsmanship, he accidentally killed more than 30 disciples in the sect, and even one of his junior disciples was killed. When he woke up, he was filled with remorse and killed himself. Since then, the sword spectrum of Shura's sword technique has disappeared, and it is said that it was thrown into the furnace by the master and burned. ”

Situ smiled and listened: "Oh", no longer spoken, secretly planning in his heart, and suddenly heard a knock on the door outside the house.

Basang hurriedly asked, "Who is it?"

The man outside the house replied, "The three masters, the disciple is ordered by the abbot to give the three masters a tribute meal!"

Basang listened, Fang said: "Please come in!" Before the words were finished, he saw two monks dressed in gray cloth and straight jackets walking in with a food box, and took out the food from the food box, which was nothing more than some green vegetables, radish, bean sprouts, and bitter gourd, and filled three bowls of rice for the three of them, and placed them properly one by one, Fang retreated.

The three of them were not polite, greeted each other, picked up the rice bowl, and ate all of them in a moment. After the meal, I drank two more teas, talked about the conversation, and fell asleep until the end of the day.

Basang had something on his mind, and he was lying on the bed tossing and turning, and suddenly heard a rustling sound. When he was busy asking, he only heard Situ Xiao reply: "Senior brother, don't shout, it's me, the food in their temple must be unclean, I'm sick now, it's convenient to go out!"

Situ laughed outside, but saw that the night was like water, the sky was full of stars, and a crescent moon hung obliquely in the sky.

He had no intention of appreciating these night beauties, discerning the direction, carrying out light exercises, and flying towards the Daxiong Treasure Hall like a ghost. Along the way, I avoided several bright posts and secret posts, and I had to come to the Daxiong Treasure Hall in a moment. I saw that the candles in the Buddha hall were bright, and the cigarette smoke was curling in the main hall. Situ laughed a few times, and then quietly climbed on the beam.

After the time of Moyo Sanzhuxiang, the door creaked open, and at this time, Basang was still not asleep, and when he saw Situ Xiao returning, he asked, "Senior brother is back." Situ smiled and agreed, and asked, "Why hasn't Senior Brother slept yet?"

Basang sighed and said, "Oh, I can't sleep. ”

Situ smiled and asked, "But is it because of the matter of Lei Yin's transmission of the Fa?"

Basang said: "Yes, this trip to Shaolin, the master has high hopes, if it is in vain, what face will I have to see the master!"

Situ Xiao suggested: "Shaolin Temple is quiet and quiet, and the night is excellent. Since the senior brother can't sleep, the little brother might as well accompany the senior brother to go out for a walk and talk about his thoughts!"

Basang admitted: "It's okay." ”

The two of them said, got up and walked outside together. Basang saw the Shaolin Temple pavilions in the dark night, the temple is forested, the courtyard is secluded, the shadow of the trees is swaying, there is a fresh meaning in the air, compared to the Shura Temple has a unique charm, I can't help but praise: "Step into the Zhaoti Road, so you can visit Daolin." The stone niches are mossy and the incense path is deep and white. The double tree contains autumn colors, and the solitary peak rises and sets. The corridor is all over the place, looking back and chanting. ”

Situ smiled and said: "Senior brother is so Yaxing, he can still be so cheerful and free in the face of adversity, which makes the junior brother very admired!"

Basang said: "Senior brother said that he was laughing, the foolish brother is pretending to be leisurely, at this moment my heart is burning, I can't sleep at night, but what can I do?"

Situ smiled and pondered for a long time, and suddenly said: "Senior brother, junior brother may have a plan or be able to get back the Lei Yin Transmission Fa, but it may require senior brother to sacrifice and suffer a little to work." ”

Basang knew that he was resourceful, and when he heard this, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly asked: "If you have any good ideas, junior brother, please tell me quickly! If you really get back the Thunder Yin Transmission Method, the foolish brother will definitely tell the master and remember you for a lot of work!"

Situ smiled slightly and said, "Please take out the Mahagora Method and give it to the junior brother for safekeeping." ”

Basang was upright and didn't know why, although he was confused in his heart, he took out the "Mahagora Method" from his arms and handed it to Situ Xiaoshu.

Situ Xiao took the scriptures, glanced at them, and said: "There is an ancient saying in the Central Plains that 'if you want to add sin, there is no excuse'. We can use bitter tricks to blame the Shaolin Temple, saying that they are not willing to return our Lei Yin to teach the Fa, and they are greedy for me to teach the "Mahagora Method", and if they can't get it according to the strong situation, they will secretly attack and injure you, and take the "Mahagoro Method" away. We have already spread the word that we came to Shaolin Temple, everyone knows, even if Shaolin Temple does not admit it, when the public opinion is more, these great monks will naturally not be able to withstand the pressure, and they will definitely return the Lei Yin transmission to my teaching, and rest the matter!"

Basang wondered, "This ...... Is this okay?"

Situ said with a smile: "It is up to people to plan things, and it is up to heaven to make things happen." Even if we can't get back the Thunder Sound Transmission Method, tell the Master about it, and insist that it was the Shaolin monks who secretly attacked you, and the Master heard that the Shaolin monks had received the "Mahagora Method" but did not return the Thunder Sound Transmission, and injured you, he was bound to go out in person, with the master's high martial arts, even if these Shaolin Temple monks were not the master's opponents! If the senior brother is afraid of pain, the younger brother can also play it, but these Shaolin Temple monks already know that the "Mahagora Law" is ...... on the senior brother."

Seeing this, Basang hurriedly said: "Senior brother is suspicious, as long as he can get back the Lei Yin Transmission Fa, what can he do if he is injured a little! Okay, come on, you can just make a move!"

Situ smiled and waved to Basang, saying, "Senior brother, I have suffered!" In an instant, a strong force struck, and the severe pain permeated the whole body, Basang snorted, flew forward and flew far away, fell to the ground, and vomited blood.

Situ Xiao hurriedly caught up with him, stretched out his hand to pick up Basang, and asked, "Senior brother, what do you think!"

Basang only felt that the blood in his chest was rushing, his heart was like a knife, his face was pale in pain, and cold sweat was pouring down his forehead, and when he saw Situ Xiao's concerned look, he had to endure the pain, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay......" As he was speaking, he suddenly felt that Situ Xiao's palm pressed on the sore part of the vest again, and a strong force struck from the injured place, suddenly breaking his heart.

Basang was horrified, and when he looked at Situ Xiao carefully, he saw a smile on his face, which was indescribably hideous and weird. In a trance, Basang seemed to have understood something in his heart, pointed at Situ and smiled, and said in surprise: "You...... You ......" Before he could say a word, he couldn't help but spurt a mouthful of blood, fell to the ground, and died of exhaustion.

Situ Xiao pressed his hand on Basang's middle carotid artery for a long time, but he didn't see the slightest beat, confirming that Basang was dead, and said: "Senior brother, if you want to get back the Lei Yin Transmission Fa, you must be willing, willing, willing, and giving." You have to blame me, I hope you will always get rid of the mortal dust and ascend to bliss as soon as possible, Amitabha!"

Before I knew it, the clouds in the east had turned white, and the morning sun was gradually rising. Several Shaolin Temple disciples had already walked towards the monk's room with a bath basin in their hands and buckets of water in their hands. Suddenly, I couldn't help but be taken aback when I saw Basang lying on the steps in front of the door, and when I hurried to see, I saw that his eyes were closed, the blood stains on the corners of his mouth had not dried, and he was already cold.

A disciple hurriedly entered, shook Situ Xiao and Yoshino awake, and informed: "Two monks, it's not good, Senior Brother Ling fell to the ground in front of the door for some reason and died!"