Trust is a kind of indescribable thing, sometimes believing in a person does not require too many reasons, and sometimes not believing in a person also does not need a reason, no matter how fanciful he says, the head is the Tao. For example, a gentleman's agreement, or a gentleman's words are difficult to follow, all because he already believes that the other party is a gentleman, and naturally believes everything he says, in fact, this trust has no basis at all, but it is so plain and unreasonable.

A young man shrouded in black, and a monk in a gray cloth monk's robe, walked on the official road. The boy rode his horse, while the monk only used his two feet, and although the monk had done his best, he still seemed very slow. And the young man on horseback didn't seem to be in a hurry, and slowly walked side by side with the monk without saying a word.

Along the way, they passed through villages and towns, and when they saw the couple walking together, they all looked sideways and talked to each other about the seemingly nondescript scene. But the boy and the monk didn't seem to care at all, just focused on the road ahead, walking day and night in the direction of Shaolin Temple.

The only difference was that the monk would turn his head from time to time to look at the young man on horseback next to him on the way, although it seemed unintentional, but he always felt that there was something in his heart, and he had an unknown mind. And the boy didn't seem to know anything, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

In the hinterland of Songshan Mountain, at the foot of Shaomu Mountain, in a dense jungle, there is a solemn temple, and the majestic buildings are intimidating. Climb the series of steps in front of the door, you can see the gate of the temple, and on the beam at the top of the door, there are three huge and solemn characters: Shaolin Temple.

The reason why Shaolin Temple can be as famous as Wudang is not only because of the peerless martial arts that have been passed down from generation to generation in the temple, but also because of its profound Buddhism, which echoes the Taoism of Taoism. The purpose of Shaolin Temple has always been to promote Buddhism and purify all living beings, which can always make the people of the rivers and lakes awe-inspired.

At this time, in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, there were four people sitting, talking about something, there seemed to be some quarrels, and the content of the quarrel seemed to be related to a person, a familiar name: Blood Knife Heartless.

"In any case, I will never believe that he did this, and even if all of you don't, I will stand by my opinion, because I know him better than you!" said an old man with a ruddy face and a full beard, looking a little excited.

"As far as the poor monk knows, the master of the Murong Hall has always had a deep relationship with him, and it is reasonable for you not to believe it, but I hope that the master of the Murong Hall can recognize the facts in front of him, he did injure several of my Shaolin monks, and also took away the treasure of my Shaolin Town Temple, the Dharma Diamond Sutra, how can this be explained?"

A monk sat on a chair on the left side of the center, and said without flinching, although his hands were folded, he was already resentful. And the person who was called the master of the Murong Hall in his mouth was none other than the master of the Murong Hall, and the current leader of the martial arts alliance in today's martial arts, Murong Qianhe.

Murong Qianhe listened to the monk's words, slapped his palm on the table next to him, and said in a deep voice: "Daoist Wumei, what do you mean by this? Do you mean that I, Murong Qianhe, have selfish intentions and deliberately shield others?"

"Murong Hall Master don't be impatient, what Wumei said is not what Murong Hall Master meant, he is just stating the facts that happened that night, everything is still unknown now, when he comes, we will know as soon as we ask. Another monk sitting on the right side of the center said slowly at this time, interrupting the argument between Murong Qianhe and the monk.

This monk is the abbot of today's Shaolin Temple, Master Wuregret, and the Wumei he said in his mouth is his junior brother, Master Wumei, the first seat of the Dharma Academy of Shaolin Temple.

"What the abbot said without regrets is extremely true, Brother Murong, don't get excited, now everything everyone says is speculation, everything is still to wait for the unintentional young man to come before making a decision, to be honest, Poor Dao also believes that he is innocent. But what happened, we still listen to his own explanation before making a conclusion. ”

A Taoist sitting next to Murong Qianhe also said slowly, making a round. This Taoist is none other than the head of Wudang, Aoki Daoren.

"I'm afraid that no matter what others say, Hall Master Murong won't believe it. Master Wumei, who was sitting next to the abbot of No Regrets, spoke again at this time, with a hint of sarcasm in his words. I don't know if his name really comes from his appearance, because he really doesn't have an eyebrow above his eyebrow bone.

"No eyebrows, Hugh has to talk nonsense!" The unrepentant abbot on the side looked at the junior brother beside him and said sharply. Hearing the words of no regrets, Master Wumei opened his mouth again and again, and finally lowered his head.

Murong Qianhe was about to continue to refute, but he saw Aoki Daoren shaking his head slightly at him, and finally suppressed the anger in his heart, snorted coldly and stopped talking.

What is the reason for the fact that the leader of the Wulin Alliance, the head of Wudang, the abbot of Shaolin, and the first four people of the Dharma Academy are arguing so much, and they have almost reached the point of red-faced, which is simply unusual.

At this moment, a monk suddenly walked in quickly outside the door, bowed to the unrepentant master sitting in the middle, and said slowly: "Report to the abbot, people have been invited back, just outside the main hall." ”

When everyone in the hall heard this, they immediately cheered up and looked outside the main hall in unison. The unrepentant master on the side nodded, looked at the three people sitting around him, and said slowly to the monk who came in, "Please let him in." ”

The monk nodded, turned and walked out. After a while, a person slowly walked in at the door of the main hall, a young man wrapped in a black-clothed cloak, holding a knife as black as ink in his hand, looking around at the few people sitting in the hall, he couldn't help frowning, he didn't expect that there were so many people sitting here, and they were all overlords, and he didn't understand what was going on.

"Shaoxia, you have finally been invited. Master Wu Xin looked at Wu Xin and said with a smile, but his attitude was no longer as close as when he first met in Wudang.

Wuxin glanced around at a few people, and said lightly: "I don't know why the master is in such a hurry to find me?"

"It's him, it's him, I can see it clearly after he stole the scriptures that day, it's this dress!" Master Wumei had already jumped up at this time, pointed at Wuxin and said loudly, there was no longer a person who should have been a monk.

Wuxin looked at the monk in front of him, who had already lost his temper, frowned, looked at Aoki and Murong Qianhe next to him, and asked lightly, "What happened?" From the moment he walked into this hall, he sensed that there was something wrong with the atmosphere here, and he was confused until now.

"Hmph, the people of Shaolin Temple said that you trespassed on the Dharma Academy a few days ago, took away the treasure of their Shaolin Temple, the Dharma Diamond Sutra, and injured several monks in the temple, do you think it's ridiculous?" Murong Qianhe also stood up at this time, walked to Wuxin's side, and stood with Wuxin. His move was to tell the people of Shaolin Temple not to act rashly, he was on the side of Wuxin.

"Master Murong Don't worry, the matter hasn't been clarified yet, Shaolin Temple will never wronged anyone," Master Wuregret also stood up at this time, looked at Wuxin, folded his hands, and said slowly: "Shaoxia, I don't know where you were a few days ago?"

Wuxin listened to Master Wuxin's words, narrowed his eyes, his face changed slightly, and said lightly: "Where I am during this time, there should be no one in the rivers and lakes who doesn't know, right?

Master Wu Regret nodded, with a slight embarrassment on his face, and said slowly: "But the person who sneaked into Shaolin a few days ago is almost the same person as Shaoxia, and the poor monk's junior brother saw it with his own eyes, so he sent someone to invite Shaoxia to Shaolin to investigate clearly." Master Wu Regret said, pointing to the junior brother next to him, Master Wu Mei.

Wuxin's face was gloomy, and he turned his head to look at the monk next to Master Wuregret, looking at this monk who didn't even have eyebrows, he really couldn't raise a good feeling, and said lightly: "Dare to ask the master, may I ask if you fought with someone at that time?"

Master Wumei was silent for a while, shook his head and said, "Not really. ”

"Okay, then may I ask if the master has seen the face of the person who came clearly?" Wuxin stared at the eyes of the master without eyebrows, and continued to ask lightly, his eyes were a little aggressive.

The Eyebrow Master shook his head hesitantly, and said a little dejectedly, "No. ”

Hearing Master Wumei's words, Wuxin couldn't help but sneer, turned his head to look at Master Wuxian and said lightly: "Master, he didn't even see the other party's face clearly, he only saw the other party's dress like me, and concluded that the other party was me, isn't it a bit too far-fetched?"

Master Wuregret listened to Wuxin's words, the expression on his face changed, he looked a little embarrassed, and was about to talk, but he heard the junior brother next to him speak again.

"But the other party's martial arts are indeed strong, and the light skills are outstanding, who else in the world can take the treasure from the Shaolin Temple and retreat with his whole body, but you?!" Master Wumei pointed at Wuxin again and said loudly.

Listening to Wumei's words, a glimmer of light flashed in Wuxin's eyes, and he raised his legs and walked towards Wumei, suddenly exuding a strong murderous aura on his body, and his face was angry. Originally, he thought that the Shaolin Temple was in some danger, so he came to help, but he didn't expect to be misunderstood by others for no reason as soon as he came, and no matter how good his temper was, he would not be able to bear it.

"Young Xia!" Seeing that Wuxin's face was a little wrong, the Aoki Taoist on the side hurriedly shouted, and the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense.

Hearing Aoki Daoren's words, Wuxin's originally stepped leg was retracted, stared coldly at his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice: "If a person pretending to be bald took my things and injured my person, then can I also treat this person as you and come to Shaolin Temple to find you a theory?"

Hearing Wuxin's words, Master Wumei was speechless for a while, didn't know what to say, swallowed his saliva, and turned his head to look at the senior brother next to him.

"Shaoxia doesn't need to be angry, Shaolin Temple has no intention of being an enemy of Shaoxia, but this matter is indeed a bit weird, so I invited Daoist Aoki and Master Murong to come together, hoping to find out about this matter, now that Shaoxia has made an explanation, Shaolin Temple will never embarrass Shaoxia." Master Wu Regret clasped his hands together and said seriously.

After listening to Master Wuregret's words, Wuxin's face eased slightly, and the trace of murderous aura on his body slowly disappeared. Michito Aoki on the side also stood up and played in the round, relieving the somewhat tense atmosphere.

"Do you believe me, master?" Wuxin looked at his unrepentant eyes and said lightly.

Wu regret was stunned for a moment, he didn't understand what Wuxin meant, he had just said that he wouldn't be embarrassed for him anymore, why did he ask like this, I didn't understand.

"I believe you!" Before Master Wuregret could speak, Murong Qianhe on the side had already said loudly. Immediately afterwards, Michito Aoki also expressed his attitude, claiming that he also believed in Wuxin.

Master Wu Regret glanced at Murong Qianhe and Aoki Daoren, and said slowly: "Since the poor monk will no longer be difficult for the young man, he naturally has already believed what the young man said. He still didn't understand what the reason for Wuxin asked this and what he meant.

"Okay, I will get the Dharma Diamond Sutra back for the Shaolin Temple, but I hope that someone will be able to distinguish right from wrong in the future!" Wuxin said, turned around and walked outside the main hall, and when he turned around, he coldly glared at Wumei who was standing next to Master Wuxian who was standing beside Master Wuxi.

Originally, he didn't care about anything, and turned around and left directly, but he didn't want to go like this, although he had already said that he believed him and would not embarrass him again, but if this matter is not investigated one day, he will not be able to clear up the suspicion one day, and the people of Shaolin Temple will definitely doubt themselves.

With Dongfang Xian's matter, it was enough to make Wuxin upset, and he didn't want to be wronged again. And he also wanted to see who the person who pretended to be himself and took away the treasure of the Shaolin Temple, and what secret was there......