The abbot of Tianhong took the scroll in his hand and was stunned, as if he was pondering a difficult question, and he didn't have time to answer the words of the down-and-out scholar, nor did he put the scroll in his robe.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed in front of him, waiting for him to be surprised, the scroll in his hand had been snatched away by the figure that suddenly passed behind him, and all the monks were stunned.

But the figure was castrated like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared, and the abbot of Tianhong chased for a long time, but he didn't catch up, knowing that he couldn't catch up, so he had to send another junior brother to search nearby.

Mo Dao and the down-and-out scholar chased after the abbot of Tianhong for a while, and suddenly saw the abbot of Tianhong coming back, and knew that he hadn't caught up with the person who grabbed the painting, and the down-and-out scholar couldn't help but say anxiously: "This picture is related to the life of the entire martial arts person, what should I do?"

Abbot Tianhong sighed and replied: "Let's go back to the temple for the time being, and when the old man makes some arrangements to deal with the aftermath, we will set off immediately, and we will have to recover this portrait at the ends of the earth." The scholar shook his head and said, "This person has come and gone without a trace, and it is not easy to recover the portrait." ”

Abbot Tianhong replied: "The person who snatched the portrait must be a famous figure in the martial arts, as long as you visit carefully, it is not difficult to find clues." The down-and-out scholar suddenly remembered that the Dharma Sutra had not yet arrived, and couldn't help but say with a bitter face: "The portrait was lost in the hands of the great monk, but it has saved your temple from a catastrophe, presumably the great monk will not renege on his promise!"

The abbot of Tianhong replied: "The Dharma Sutra is the treasure of our temple, and the old man has the use of exchanging portraits, and the promise of reference is first, so he will not lose his word, but please rest assured." ”

At this point, he suddenly remembered a question, and after a pause, he continued: "That portrait must be a portrait of a masked man's closest relative, but I don't know how the benefactor has come to see it." ”

After a little silence, the down-and-out scholar raised his head and replied: "There is an old brother who has forgotten his old friend, and half a month ago at night, he sent a person to send this portrait and a letter. ”

The down-and-out scholar handed the letter to Abbot Tianhong, and the letter was to the effect that:

In the martial arts, there will be an earth-shattering catastrophe, the parties will take the means of killing a hundred people, Famen Temple is afraid of its difficulties, and the rest wants to dissipate this catastrophe, but to go into the mountains first to take the miraculous medicine, can not go to the Famen Temple, personally solve the danger.

Thinking of this portrait, can prevent disasters and rescue, so people sent it, Xi quickly to the Famen Temple to retreat the enemy, but must be exchanged with the Dharma Dharma Sutra, reference as a condition.

The letter is attached to the four secret bags of heaven, earth, Xuan and Huang, respectively, indicating the time and day of dismantling, and when the time comes, do not open and read, so as not to leak the heavenly opportunity.

The abbot of Tianhong was puzzled, and asked the down-and-out scholar: "I don't know what kind of words are marked on those four secret bags?"

The down-and-out scholar said it again, and Master Tianhong listened to what he said very mysteriously, and for a while, he didn't know what he meant, he sighed three times, and then said: "The old friend of the donor must be a martial arts predecessor with a mysterious chest, and he must be able to save this martial arts catastrophe." ”

The two of them walked while talking, and they had arrived at the gate of the temple, Master Tianhong stood still, looked around, and saw the corpses in the temple lying around, miserable, frowned, and shouted a Buddha horn, and said: "All the disciples hurry up and bury the martyred body first, and then go over." ”

There are many monks in Famen Temple, and they have carried the corpses of the dead and injured monks, and carried them to the morgue for placement, and in the blink of an eye, the blood stains and sores in the temple have been washed clean.

Seeing the monks of Famen Temple, the down-and-out scholars were well-trained and worked in an orderly manner, and said: No wonder Famen Temple is respected by martial arts, and all of them have received strict training.

After the abbot of Tianhong witnessed the square being cleaned up, with a sad mood, he walked to a side courtyard with the three of the down-and-out scholars, and the three of them walked to the gate of the side courtyard, and the abbot of Tianhong suddenly said: "Two donors, please go in and sit inside for a while." ”

Mo Dao looked up and saw a wooden plaque hanging on the door, with the words "Reception Hospital" written on it, so he walked in slowly, and the three of them walked into the reception courtyard and sat down, and the little monk offered tea.

Abbot Tianhong instructed the two disciples beside him, and said, "The two of you will go to the 'Tibetan Scripture Building' to inform the two uncles of Tianhui and Tianci, and quickly send the Dharma Sutra to the reception courtyard." The two disciples of the Yuan character generation responded with a "yes", turned around and rushed away.

The three of them sat quietly for a while, and suddenly saw two disciples who went to the "Tibetan Scripture Pavilion" to preach, ran in anxiously, bowed to Abbot Tianhong, and said:

"The head of Qiqi, Tianhui and Tianci, the two uncles, were instructed to take out the Dharma Sutra from the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and unfortunately they were robbed by the thieves lurking outside the building, and now the two uncles have driven the thieves!"

Abbot Tianhong didn't have time to ask for details, so he immediately went out, shook his body, jumped on the roof, and rushed towards the scripture building.

The down-and-out scholar couldn't guess what kind of medicine was sold in their gourd, and he was afraid that the old monk Tianhong would avoid seeing it for some reason, so he immediately chased after the old monk and ran straight to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Only Mo Dao was alone, sitting in the room and waiting for them to come back, and after a long time, Abbot Tianhong and the down-and-out scholar returned to this reception courtyard.

"Did the two of you find the Dharma Sutra?" Mo Dao got up and asked, Abbot Tianhong shook his head: "That thief is a good man, and the old man has not caught up." The down-and-out scholar also showed a hint of anger on his face at this moment.

"Than the donor, the old man sets off every day to find the Dharma Sutra and present it to the donor. Abbot Tianhong said with a sincere face, and the down-and-out scholar shook his head: "The words of the great monk are unconvincing. ”

The abbot of Tianhong condensed his face: "What does the idea of Bishi want?" The down-and-out scholar thought for a while: "Tomorrow scholar, I will go with the great monk to find the Dharma Sutra, I don't know if the great monk is willing?"

"This old man is naturally willing, Mo donor, the old man will go to the Dharma Sutra with the donor tomorrow, and he will have no time to take care of the donor. Abbot Tianhong clasped his hands together and said, "Thanks to the abbot's care, Mo Dao is willing to accompany the two of them." Mo Dao hugged his fists.

At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door, "Who is it?" Abbot Tianhong asked, "Master Tianhong, it's Jie Zhenzi and Senior Sister." "Come in, two of you!" Abbot Tianhong hurriedly got up and opened the door.

After the two sat down, the abbot of Tianhong told the two of Jie Zhenzi about the desire to find the Dharma Sutra tomorrow, and he didn't want to be willing to follow the abbot of Tianhong to find the Dharma Sutra, and by the way, he went to find the portrait.

Abbot Tianhong thought for a moment and sighed: "Then it's hard work for the three young heroes!" "The abbot is polite!" Mo Dao and the three of them hurriedly replied.

After chatting for a while, Mo Dao went back to the room to rest, there was nothing to say all night, the next day before dawn, Mo Dao followed the abbot of Tianhong and left the Famen Temple, before leaving, the abbot of Tianhong instructed Master Tiantai to manage the Famen Temple, waiting for the return of the empty master, and at the same time to prevent the masked people who may come again.

The group went out of Famen Temple, walked for about two or three hours, but the down-and-out scholar suddenly stopped, and the rest of the people saw him stop, and they all stopped, and the abbot of Tianhong was puzzled: "The donor suddenly stopped, yes-" Before the abbot of Tianhong finished speaking, the down-and-out scholar interrupted him: "There is nothing this morning, let's go find a place to fill our stomachs first, and then we can hurry." ”

"It's okay, there's a restaurant nearby, so come with me. Tianhong abbot said and walked towards a restaurant called Yingbin Building, Mo Dao and a few people also followed, Tianhong abbot for the friendship of the landlord, although he did not eat meat, but deliberately asked for a few delicious dishes, but also two pots of high-quality wine, he asked for a vegetarian dish, and a pot of tea.

Seeing that there was good wine, the down-and-out scholar poured a glass directly, and then drank it all, Mo Dao and Jie Zhenzi did not have the amount of wine of the down-and-out scholar, and just took a sip after pouring the wine.

When the people at the table saw this scene, they were all stunned, a pot of sorghum wine went down, and the down-and-out scholar couldn't help but be happier, and laughed loudly: "The old monk doesn't know if there is Yaxing, replace the wine with tea, and fight with the next to see if I get drunk first, or your old monk's Arhat belly is not good?"

The abbot of Tianhong was all on the Dharma Sutra, how could he have the heart to gamble with him, but he was afraid of refuting the interest of the down-and-out scholar, so he reluctantly smiled: "The old man doesn't believe that the donor has such a large amount." The down-and-out scholar laughed: "On a snowy day a few decades ago, my brother and I drank dozens of catties of high-grade soju, and we also ate a big of more than 30 catties. ”

The abbot of Tianhong listened to the words of the down-and-out scholar, and hurriedly folded his hands, revealing a look of pity, and shouted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, Amitabha!" The down-and-out scholar shrugged his shoulders and said to the abbot of Tianhong: "If you don't eat dog meat, you can't count as a monk, dog meat is not only delicious, but also a first-class nourishing product. ”

Jie Qingzi listened to the words of the down-and-out scholar, only felt a burst of nausea, and took a sip: "Wolves travel thousands of miles to eat meat, dogs travel thousands of miles to eat, so dogs are extremely dirty things, and the old-timers can eat it, it's really a good appetite." ”

The down-and-out scholar turned his eyes to Jie Qingzi and smiled loudly: "Girl, do you think that people are a very clean thing?" "Isn't it?" Jie Qingzi's little face was slightly red, "Fei Ye, Fei Ye, especially you women, are even more unclean." The down-and-out scholar smiled slightly.

Jie Qingzi listened to the words of the down-and-out scholar, and was immediately annoyed: "Hmph, no matter how clean we women are, we are a thousand times cleaner than you people who eat dog meat!" Senior sister, don't be angry, the old-timers are just talking unintentionally. Jie Zhenzi persuaded her sister.

"Does the girl think dog meat is dirty?" The down-and-out scholar smiled slightly, and Jie Qingzi nodded: "Yes, and a decent gentleman will never eat dog meat." "It seems that the girl is very beautiful, but she doesn't read much!" The down-and-out scholar spoke with another glass of wine.

Jie Qingzi was slightly stunned, and then said angrily: "Why did the old man say that?" "Horses, cows, sheep, chickens, dogs, pigs, and people eat." The down-and-out scholar said slowly, "Haha, since you call yourself a scholar, why did you even memorize the three-character scripture wrongly, and you turned what people fed and carried into what people ate, and you are not afraid to laugh off other people's big teeth." Jie Qingzi couldn't help but sneer.