I only heard Ding Mohan's voice shouting: "This is the door of this door, how can you little monk trespass?" followed by two loud bangs, the little monk only felt a strong wind rolling upside down, about to pull his body out, but followed by two strong forces in his vest and buttocks slammed into him, and he couldn't help it, it was a somersault, and he turned straight in.

He didn't know that he had escaped death this time, and Ding Mohan secretly attacked him to kill him, and Yelu Toutuo carried the "Crane Control Gong" to pull him out.

But Lu Changfa eliminated Ding Mohan's palm with the dark strength on the staff, Jiang Bancheng was between him and Yelu Toutuo, and dissolved the "Crane Control Gong" with his left palm, and slapped him twice with his right palm, knocking him in.

These two palms are strong, after the little monk broke through a heavy board wall, his forehead slammed, and he hit a heavy board wall, only to hit the sky dark, almost fainted, after a while, he stood up, touched the corner of his forehead, and had swollen a large piece.

But he saw himself in an empty room with nothing. He tried to find the door, but there were no doors or windows in this room, only a hole that he had broken through the wall and fell into.

He froze, and tried to crawl out of the hole. I could only hear an old and deep voice coming from the wall: "Since you're here, why do you want to go out?"

The little monk turned around and said, "Please show me the way." ”

The voice said, "You made the way yourself, and no one can teach you." After my chess game was laid out, no one has been able to solve it for decades, and today I finally opened it for you, and you can't come back yet!"

When the little monk Huihao heard the words "my chess game", he couldn't help but feel terrified, and said in a trembling voice: "You...... You...... You ......" He heard Jiang Bancheng say that this chess game was made by his "first teacher", and this voice was a human or a ghost?

I only heard the voice and said: "The time is fleeting, I have been waiting for thirty years, and there is not much time to wait for you anymore, good boy, come in quickly!"

The little monk Huihao listened to the voice very kind and kind, obviously without any malice, and did not think much about it at the moment, his left shoulder hit the wall, and when the clicker sounded, the wall had been decaying for a long time, and a hole was immediately broken.

The little monk Huihao looked at the entrance and couldn't help but be surprised, only to see that there was an empty room inside, but there was a person sitting in the air.

His first thought was: "There is a ghost!" He was so frightened that he just wanted to turn around and run away, but he heard the man say: "Alas, it turned out to be a little monk! Alas, it is still a little monk with a good appearance and ugly appearance, difficult, difficult, difficult!

The little monk Huihao listened to him sigh three times, said six words "difficult" in a row, and then looked at him intently, only then did he see that this person was bound by a black rope, and the other end of the rope was connected to the beam, hanging his body in the air.

Just because the wall behind him is pitch black, and the rope is also black, and the two blacks are stacked on top of each other, the rope can't be seen.

The appearance of the little monk Huihao was originally quite ugly, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, upturned nostrils, ears and thick lips, and some injuries on his face when he broke through the wall at this moment, which was even more ugly.

His parents died when he was a child, and the monks in the Shaolin Temple were merciful and adopted him in the temple, and the monks in the temple were either pious and pure, or concentrated on learning martial arts, and no one came to pay attention to whether his appearance was handsome or ugly.

Buddhists say that the human body is a "stinky skin", and if you care more about whether this stinky skin looks good or not, it will be a great obstacle to enlightenment. Therefore, the man said that he was a "good and ugly little monk", and it was the first time in his life that the little monk Hui Hao had heard of it.

He looked up slightly and looked at the man. I saw that he had a long beard of three feet, no white, his face was like a crown of jade, and there was no wrinkle, he was obviously not young, but he was still radiant and elegant.

The little monk Huihao was slightly ashamed: "Speaking of appearance, I am really far from him. At this time, he had no fear in his heart, bowed and saluted, and said: "Little monk Huihao, meet the seniors." ”

The man nodded and said, "What's your surname?" The little monk was stunned and said, "A monk has no common family name. The man said, "What was your surname before you became a monk?" The little monk said: "The little monk has been a monk since he was a child, and he has never had a surname. ”

The man looked at him for a long time, sighed, and said: "You can solve my chess game, you are clever and talented, and you are very good, but you look like this, but you can't do it after all, alas, it is very rare."

I think it's been in vain, and it's been in vain. Little Master, I'll give you a gift, and you can go!"

The little monk listened to the old man's tone, obviously there was a major difficulty, and he was deeply worried that no one would help him, and Mahayana Buddhism first paid attention to "all the sufferings of all sentient beings", and immediately said: "The little monk is really shallow and tight, and the chess game of the old-timers is not dismantled by the little monk himself."

But if the old-timers have anything difficult to do, although the little monk has low skills, he is willing to do his best, and as for the gift, he does not dare to accept it. ”

The old man said, "It's not bad that you have such a chivalrous heart. Your chess skills are not high, your martial arts are shallow, they are irrelevant, and if you can come here, then you are destined. Merely...... Merely...... You're too ugly. He couldn't stop shaking his head.

The little monk smiled slightly and said: "The beauty and ugliness are the result of karma since the beginning, not only can you not be the master, but even your parents can't be the master. The little monk was ugly, which made the seniors unhappy, so he said goodbye. He took two steps back.

The little monk Huihao was about to turn around, and the old man said, "Wait!" The sleeves of his coat were raised and placed on the right shoulder of the little monk Huihao.

The little monk Huihao's body sank down slightly, only to feel that the sleeves of his clothes were like arms, holding his body. The old man smiled and said, "It's good that young people have such arrogance." ”

The little monk said: "The little monk doesn't dare to be arrogant, but he is afraid of making the old-timers angry, so it is better to retire as soon as possible." ”

The old man nodded and asked, "Who are the people who came to solve the chess game today?"

The little monk Huihao said them one by one. The old man pondered for a long time and said, "The masters of the world, six or seven out of ten have arrived."

Didn't the dead wood master of Chang'an Tianlong Temple come?" The little monk replied, "In addition to the monks of our temple, there is only one monk in the monks, Master Yelu Toutuo. Then the old man asked:

"In recent years, I heard in the martial arts that there is a person named Yan Changkong, who is very good, didn't he come?"

The little monk said, "No." ”

The old man sighed and said to himself: "I have been waiting for so many years, and if I continue to wait, I may not be able to meet all the materials that are both beautiful inside and out." The world is often unsatisfactory, and it has to be like this. ”。

After pondering for a moment, he seemed to have made up his mind, and said, "You said in a timely manner, this chess game was not dismantled by you, so how did Xinghe send you in again?"

The little monk Huihao said: "The first son is a little monk who is bold and ignorant, closed his eyes and was blind, and in the future, he will be separated, but it is our master Bozu who conceals the law of Hui and the sky, and secretly guides with the method of 'transmitting sound into the secret'. "I'm going to disassemble the chess game and talk about it again.