Hui An'an said: "You said 'all kinds of misunderstandings', isn't Senior Brother Huineng killed by your Qingshanju?"

Suddenly, I heard someone behind me shouting, "Ahh Master, that's him. ”

Hui An turned his head sideways, only to see a strange-shaped person fingering a stretcher, whispering in the ear of a white-haired old man.

What Sun Zhiyi said in Ding Mohan's ear: "The fat monk in the stretcher was the one who caught the cold worm, and somehow brought it to the Shaolin faction. ”

Ding Mohan was overjoyed when he heard that this fat monk was the original owner of the cold worm, and asked in a low voice, "Are you not mistaken?"

Sun Zhiyi said: "No, his name is Xuanjing." Look, Master, his bulging belly bulges high. ”

Ding Mohan saw that Xuanjing's big belly was bigger than the woman who was pregnant in October, and thought to himself that such a big-bellied monk, no matter who had seen it, would never be mistaken, and said to Hui'an: "Master Tai, this Xuanjing monk is my friend, is he sick?"

Hui An said: "The donor's surname is high, I don't know how to know the old man's nephew?"

Ding Mo said coldly: "This Xuanjing is with the monk of Shaolin Temple, but there is more trouble." Fortunately, it was much easier to meet on the road and stop the robbery than to go to the Shaolin Temple to capture it. ”

Thinking of the supernatural effect of the cold insect, he couldn't help but feel hot in his chest, and said, "In Xia Ding Mohan." ”

As soon as the three words "Ding Mohan" came out, Hui'an, Huiming, Deng Baichuan, Gongyeqian, Chengshi, and Tianzhongliang all said "ah", and their faces changed slightly.

The century-old monster Ding Mohan is famous all over the world, and no one would have imagined that he would be such a graceful and graceful character, let alone suddenly meet here. The six of them were on guard when they were neutral.

In an instant, Hui An calmed down and said: "It turned out to be Mr. Guanshan Haiding, who has admired his name for a long time, and it is really thunderous. ”

I didn't say anything polite about "fortunate to meet", and thought: "Whoever met you, it was a previous life that was not cultivated." ”

Ding Mohan said: "Don't dare, the first 'sleeve in the sleeve' of the Shaolin Dharma Academy is well-known all over the world, and the old man has been admired for a long time."

This Master Xuanjing, I'm looking for him everywhere, and it's really good, it's really good. ”

Hui An frowned slightly, and said: "It's a shame to say that Lao Qu, the nephew of Xuanjing, only because our temple lost its teachings, violated many rules and precepts, and left the temple without authorization more than a year ago, and did a lot of evil things. ”

"The abbot of our temple sent people to search everywhere, and it was easy to find him and chase him back to the temple. Has Mr. Ding ever seen him?"

Ding Mohan said: "It turns out that he is not sick, but he injured you, is it bad?"

Hui An didn't answer, and after a while, he said: "He didn't follow the abbot's edict, but hurt people." He thought to himself, "He has made friends with demons like you, and he has broken one more big precept." ”

Ding Mohan said: "I spent a lot of effort in Kunlun Mountain to catch a cold insect, which was a very useful thing, but it was stolen by you, the nephew of Xuanjing. I came all the way from Guanshan and Hai to the Central Plains to retrieve the cold insect ......"

Before he finished speaking, Xuan Jing had already shouted: "Hey, have you seen my cold worm? This cold worm I found from Kunlun Mountain...... You...... Did you steal me?"

Ever since Sun Zhiyi appeared to call, Tianzhongliang's eyes kept turning on his iron owl, and he didn't listen to the answers of Hui'an, Ding Mohan, and Xuanjing monks at all.

He circled around Sun Zhiyi a few times, and saw that the iron owl was very tightly sealed, and he couldn't get rid of it on his head, so he wanted to reach out and knock it, looked at it for a while, and said, "Hey, friend, hello!"

Sun Zhiyi said: "I...... I'm good!"

When he saw Tianzhongliang's energetic and eager appearance, he was terrified.

Tian Zongliang said: "Friend, how did you stir up this iron lord? The surname Tian has traveled all over the world, and I have never seen such a face like you. ”

Sun Zhiyi was very ashamed, lowered his head, and said, "Yes, I...... I can't help myself...... There is no way. ”

Tian Zongliang heard that he was pitiful, and asked angrily: "Which one is so mischievous? As he spoke, he squinted his eyes at Ding Mohan, only saying that it was a good thing that this old man had done.

Sun Zhiyi hurriedly said: "No...... Not my master. ”

Tian Zongliang said: "What's the point of being a good person, encased in such a pig iron thing? Come, I'll remove it for you." ”

As he spoke, he drew a dagger from his boots, and the blue light was shining, obviously extremely sharp, and he was about to remove the iron owl for him.

Sun Zhiyi knew that the iron owl was related to his face and the flesh and blood on the back of his head, and he insisted on getting rid of it, which was at risk of his life, so he hurriedly said: "No, no, I can't do it!"

Tian Zongliang said: "You don't have to be afraid, my dagger is as iron as clay, I will cut off the shackles for you, and you will never be able to hurt your flesh and skin." ”

Sun Zhiyi shouted: "No, it can't be done." ”

Tian Zongliang said: "Are you afraid of the person who put iron cuffs on you, aren't you? The next time you see him, you will say that I am the soul chaser who forcibly removed it for you, and you can't help it, so let this wicked man come to me." As he spoke, he grabbed his left wrist.

Sun Zhiyi saw the cold light of the dagger in his hand, and he was horrified in his heart, and shouted, "Master, Master!" and turned back to Ding Mohan for help.

Ding Mohan stood beside the stretcher, looking at Xuan Jing with interest, deaf to his calls.

Tian Zongliang lifted the dagger and slashed it at the iron owl. Sun Zhiyi was in a hurry, and his right palm was swung out vigorously, trying to push the other party away, and with a slap, it hit Tian Zongliang's left shoulder.

Tian Zongliang was engrossed in cutting off the iron owl for him, for fear that he would be slightly inaccurate and cut his head and face, so that he would suddenly slap out.

The momentum of this palm was unusually strong, and Tian Zongliang snorted and fell forward. He propped his left hand on the ground, jumped up, and with a whoop, spat out a mouthful of blood.

Deng Baichuan, Gongye Qian, and Cheng Shi were all shocked when they saw Sun Zhiyi's poisonous hand and make his younger brother suffer a big loss.

Gongye Qian took his wrist pulse, only to see that the pulse was beating and irritable and frequent, faintly poisoning, he pointed at Sun Zhiyi and scolded: "Good boy, a century-old monster, he repays virtue with resentment, and hurts people with vicious means as soon as he makes a move." He hurriedly took out a vial from his bosom, uncorked it, and poured out an antidote and stuffed it into Tian Zongliang's mouth.

Deng Baichuan and Consistent Shi shook their bodies and stopped in front of Ding Mohan and Sun Zhiyi. The left hand of the scholar has the potential of dark luck, and the five fingers become claws, and he wants to grab Sun Zhiyi's chest.

Deng Baichuan said: "Third brother, stop!"

Deng Baichuan said: "Our group of people have no grudges and no hatred with Guanshan Hai, the fourth brother has a good intention, and wants to remove the shackles for him, why was he hurt by his backhand? ”