Saying that, Shen Lang came out from behind the boulder, clapped his hands, and said with a smile:

"Well acted, well performed, get up, go up the hill to find them to theorize. ”

The two deliberately dragged on for half an hour and walked behind the Shaolin monks.

An hour later, it was very close to Shaolin, Zhao Guang pretended to be injured and couldn't walk, supported by Shen Lang, limping and walking to the side gate of Shaolin Temple.

This double door, the door was closed, Shen Lang placed Zhao Guang on a stone next to the side door, walked forward, raised his right fist, knocked on the side door of Shaolin Temple with a bang, and shouted loudly while beating:

"Open the door, open the door, open the door quickly, if you don't open it, I'll slam the door." ”

After a while, a little novice cursed impatiently from within:

"Looking for death, it's too late, it's so fierce, don't die, Lao Tzu see who it is?"

The little novice pulled the door, the door opened, and the little novice saw that it was not the monk inside, and was stunned in place, and did not know how to speak for a while, and after a while, the little novice came back to his senses and asked:

"Who are you? Who are you looking for, are you going to the wrong door? This is the Shaolin Temple. ”

He didn't see a stranger beside him, so he said, with one hand in his hand, to close the door.

"Slow, nothing to do to go to the Three Treasures Palace, there is something to go to your door, what is the wrong door, there is no mistake, we are just coming to your Shaolin Temple, you see, who else."

"You Shaolin monks injured my brother, thinking that it would be okay to leave, right? Is it that easy?"

Shen Lang pointed to the bald Zhao Guang and said to the little novice who opened the door. When Xiao Shami heard this, he opened the door again, stretched out a round head, tilted his head to look left and right, and squeezed his body into the crack in the door, afraid that Shen Lang would force himself in, and then said:

"What's wrong with this benefactor, is it beaten by our Shaolin Temple? Why do you say that it was my Shaolin Temple?"

"My brother and I came to visit Shaolin, and on the way we happened to meet your Shaolin monks lifting water up the mountain, my brother was thirsty, and asked you Shaolin monks to ask for a little water to drink.

"If you don't give it, forget it, you have to give, but you deceive my brother to be bald, and when my brother is drinking water, he deliberately makes a hole in the bucket so that the water can flow out and wet my brother's bald head.

"That's not all, my brother was a little angry at the time, so he had an argument with you monks, but I didn't expect that the monks in your temple have martial arts.

Wounded my brother on the path, I wasn't there at the time, I walked behind, wait for me to come, you Shaolin monks have beaten my brother like this, what else do you have to say?"

Shen Lang repeated what he saw, but he didn't say that Zhao Guang was not, what he said was that the Shaolin monk was wrong.

"You said that it was our Shaolin fight, do you say yes? Who can testify, but you can't testify yourself?"

"We're tourists, and we can't rely on you, oh, by the way, the Shaolin monk who beat people also reported his name when he left. What's it called? Zhao Guang, tell me. ”

Shen Lang deliberately pointed at Zhao Guang with one hand and asked.

"Ouch, ouch, it hurts, I remember, he said his name was Jingyun, and he said something 'there is a kind of you coming up'. ”

Zhao Guang sat on the stone and pretended to be injured ** twice, which was regarded as a reply to Shen Lang.

In fact, he watched Shen Lang's performance with relish just now, and he almost laughed out loud, completely forgetting that he was an injured "patient".

But now, in order to pretend to be more realistic, he will touch his feet for a while, beat his back for a while, and occasionally call twice. Shen Lang followed Zhao Guang's words and said:

"Little novice, do you hear me, is this fake? I see how you deal with it?" As soon as the little monk heard the word Jingyun, he was half incredulous.

Because this Jingyun in the temple is indeed naughty in the temple and likes to play tricks on people, he has suffered Jingyun's loss, such a thing, Jingyun really did it.

Thinking of this, he couldn't pay attention to the moment of speech, and Shen Lang and Zhao Guang outside the door stared at him with big eyes to see what he had to say. The little monk thought for a while and said:

"I don't know the details of your matter, you are waiting outside, I'll ask, and I'll reply to you after I ask clearly. Then he closed the door again.

At this time, Shen Lang walked up in two strides and said:

"Wait for you to ask slowly, I don't have time, get out of the way, let me personally go to find this beating Jingyun. ”

As he spoke, he divided his left hand, shook the little monk, sat on the ground without standing firmly, raised his leg with his right foot and kicked it, and the temple gate was kicked open, and others had rushed in.

As soon as he entered the mountain gate, there was a large dam, and he thought that there would be many monks in it, and as soon as he entered, he would be blocked, but he did not see a single monk.

In fact, at this time, most of the monks went to wash, so the dam that the monks usually used to practice martial arts was empty.

He looked up and saw that there were a few steps behind the dam, and behind the steps were two long rows of houses, all of which were made of blue bricks and tiles, and in the middle of the two rows of houses there was an avenue leading to the rear, and there were houses farther and higher in the back.

It is estimated that these houses are for ordinary monks in the temple to live in, and the closer you should be to the head of Shaolin, the more you can find high-ranking people in Shaolin.

Thinking of this, he ran out of the dam in a few steps and stepped up the steps, at this time the little monk who was pushed down also stood up, he saw that Shen Lang was already about to step up the steps, and shouted loudly while chasing behind:

"Quick, quick, quick, stop this thief and don't let him go up. ”

When he said this, Shen Lang had already rushed up the six steps, and there was only one step left to reach the platform above, and immediately rushed into the avenue between the two rows of houses.

At this time, a monk with a basin in his hand happened to come out, and he heard the shouts of the little monk, and Shen Lang also happened to climb the last step.

The monk who carried the basin didn't say a word, raised his right foot and swept towards Shen Lang's chest, Shen Lang saw that his legs were coming quickly, and it was not suitable to touch hard, so he quickly squatted down and avoided the sweeping flying legs.

At the moment when the flying leg was sweeping over his head, he grabbed the monk's ankle with his right hand and pulled it, and the monk involuntarily made a split, and the basin fell more than a foot away.

Shen Lang took advantage of this pull to jump up the seventh step, took a big step to the right, and wanted to rush over from the monk's right side, the monk swept with his left foot, Shen Lang quickly jumped up to avoid this sweep.

The monk lay back, and a carp straightened up, just in front of Shen Lang again. Shen Lang bullied his body and went straight up, stepped in with his left foot, hit the monk's door with his right fist, and the monk's left fist was a square, holding Shen Lang's right fist, and asked:

"Who is the donor, why did you break into my Shaolin?"

"I'm Shen Lang of Snow Mountain, your Shaolin disciple Jingyun injured my brother Zhao Guang, and I came to Shaolin to ask for an explanation. ”

"Even if my Shaolin disciple injures your friend, you can't be so rude to break into my Shaolin, are you bullying me Shaolin no one?"

"I don't care if there are people in Shaolin, and today you Shaolin must give me an explanation. ”

"What kind of statement do you want our Shaolin to give you?"

"First, I want your Shaolin abbot to apologize to me and my friend, and second, I want to check and heal my friend. ”

"Bold fanatics, how can this be reasonable, just rely on you? I want our Shaolin abbot to apologize to you, you don't pee and take pictures, what kind of virtue do you have? What qualifications do you have? You go back to coax the child, get back as soon as possible. ”

"Not by anything, but by my fist, by my sword. Get out of the way! If you don't let go of my fist, you won't recognize anyone. ”

"Okay, let you see grandpa's fist, is it your hardness or grandpa's fist hard?"

"Talk nonsense, watch the fight!"

Before he could say a word, Shen Lang's right fist had been closed, and at the same time, his left fist had hit the monk's right chest, and the monk's right fist was one square to the right, and Shen Lang's left fist was opened, and his right foot stepped into two feet.

At the same time, the right elbow bent the elbow, clamped Shen Lang's left fist, leaned on the right shoulder, and tried to grab Shen Lang's right wrist with his left hand.

This is a Shaolin small grappler, as long as you grab Shen Lang's left wrist, it is like grabbing the seven inches of a snake, no matter how much strength you have, you can't use it, Shen Lang of course knows that this move is powerful, and he can't let the monk grab his left wrist.

Just as the monk went to grab his right wrist, Shen Lang made a counter-grabbing hand, his left hand became bent, and he also clamped the monk's right elbow.

Two steps forward with his right foot, leaning on his right elbow and his right shoulder, he came to a four-tael thousand catties, and the monk's body was thrown by Shen Lang's strength, and he drew a circle from the air and flew straight out.

This time, the monk lost his center of gravity and had to let go, and in the process of flying in the air, the monk rolled over on his side, and finally stabilized his body after four or five steps back.

Just as the monk flipped and retreated, Shen Lang had already rushed into the avenue between the two rows of houses.

The monk who rolled over and retreated got up, as if he was stunned, and he didn't even know where the opponent had fled.

He got up and looked around, wanting to ask the monk behind him, and at this time, a figure happened to be seen behind him.

This monk knew that if he did not report the whereabouts of the comer, he would be punished by the Shaolin Temple after a while.

He was about to run back to find someone when he heard someone talking in front of him.

Besides, Shen Lang got rid of the monk and looked inside, it was an irregular garden, and in the middle was a huge ancient cypress, more than a hundred meters high.

The canopy of the tree is like a dark cloud, covering this irregular garden, the canopy is about half the size of a football field, and the diameter of the tree is about three to four meters, and more than ten adults have to hold hands to hug it.

At a height of about 30 meters, a branch sticks out obliquely from the trunk of the tree, in the shape of a whisker, but unfortunately it has died and dried up.

Under the tree are all kinds of exotic flowers and plants, exuding fragrance, behind the garden is an oval hill, there is a pavilion on the mountain, the four corners are tall, the eaves are high pecked, there is a monk practicing the sword on the pavilion, but Shen Lang has no time to pay attention to what he is doing.

Under the eaves of these two rows of houses, the two avenues were combined into one, and the color of the road changed from gray to unfired red.

Skirting the left side of the tall cypress tree, it curves slightly to the left along the undulating hills. Shen Lang didn't have time to observe carefully, and rushed straight up from Wahong Avenue.