Hui Hao hesitated and said: "The Shaolin faction is where I was born, and Xiao Wangchun is my righteous brother, one is kind to me, and the other is righteous to me." I...... I...... I had no choice but to help each other. Merely...... Merely...... Uncle Shi, I will let my big brother laugh, I persuade him not to attack the Tang Dynasty. ”

Xuan Lin said in his heart: "You are vain because of your strong martial arts, and you are the master of a faction, but you speak like a three-year-old child." said: "The word 'Uncle Shi', Mr. Huihao will never mention it again." ”

Hui Hao said: "Yes, yes, I forgot about this. ”

Xuan Lin said: "Since the Qingling Palace does not help each other, the Shaolin faction and your faction are friends rather than enemies, and the two sides must not hurt the harmony." He turned his head to the three elders of the beggar gang and said, "Three elders, let's go to our temple to see how things are moving?"

The three elders of Song, Chen, and Wu said in unison: "Very good! Very good! The beggars help all the brothers, go to Honghua Temple together!" At that moment, the Shaolin monks took the lead, and the beggars and the Central Plains heroes shouted in unison and rushed to the mountain.

Deng Baichuan said happily: "Third brother, you really have you, this remark has actually brought so many right-hand men for the lord and son." ”

After delaying for so long, I don't know whether the lord and the son are a curse or a blessing, and what the outcome will be. ”

Han Ning'er hurriedly said: "Hurry up, don't delay here!" As she spoke, she hurried to her feet, and suddenly saw Lu Qian following her, and asked, "Master Lu, do you want to help your brother-in-law and embarrass my senior brother?" There was a lot of dissatisfaction in his words.

Fang Qingluan committed suicide with a horizontal sword and almost died, all because of the defeat at the hands of Lu Qian and Xiao Wangchun, and the shame and indignation, Han Ning'er recalled this incident and was very angry with Lu Qian.

Lu Qian was stunned and stopped. Since he met Han Ning'er, he has been obedient to her, going to danger for her, regardless of his own life and death, but he has never seen her look so unkind to him, he was panicked for a while, his heart was numb, and after a long time, he said: "I...... I don't want to embarrass Fang Gongzi......" When he raised his head, he saw a group of heroes rushing past him, and Han Ning'er, Deng Baichuan and others had long since disappeared.

He was stunned again, and said in his heart: "Since Miss Han is already suspicious, why should I go up and ask for my own interest?"

But then he thought again: "These thousands of people are rushing forward to besiege the eldest brother, and his situation is really dangerous. The second brother of Huihao has made it clear that the two will not help each other, if I don't do my best to help, what is the relationship between Jin Lan! Even if Miss Han is surprised, she can't care about it. So he followed the crowd and ran up the mountain.

At that time, Lu Changfeng saw that Lu Zhengyuan's gaze was coldly shooting towards him, and he immediately held the hilt of the sword in his hand, and was lucky to treat the enemy. The subordinate heroes were also on full alert, and Yu Lu Qian hurriedly walked away, not paying attention.

Lu Qian went to the front of Dehonghua Temple and broke into the mountain gate. Honghua Temple covers a wide area, the front hall and the back house, I don't know that there are thousands of rooms, but I saw a group of monks and the Central Plains group of heroes in the halls of various places, shouting and shouting, looking for the location of the Xiaojia father and son and the Fang father and son.

Many people jumped on the rooftops and climbed to look out, and there was chaos and chaos in all directions. Everyone walked through the house and ran back and forth, and everyone was asking: "Where is it, have you seen it?" The solemn ancient temple of Honghua Temple suddenly became a chaotic city.

Lu Qian walked around for a while, and suddenly saw two Hu monks flashing out of the side door quickly, looking around, and shrunk. Lu Qian's heart moved: "These two Hu monks are not Shaolin monks, what are they doing sneakily?"

Along a forest path, radial to the northwest, turn a few turns, suddenly open in front of you, only hear the murmuring of the water, there is a pavilion standing next to the mountain stream, a plaque at the head of the building, write the three words "Tibetan Scripture Pavilion".

Lu Qianxin said: "The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of Honghua Temple is famous all over the world, but it was originally established here. Yes, this pavilion is built by the water, far away from other houses, that is afraid that a fire in the temple will destroy the precious scriptures. ”

Seeing that the two monks were short, they slowly approached the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and Lu Qian also followed. Suddenly, two middle-aged monks flashed out, coughed in unison, and said, "What are you two doing here?"

A monk said: "My senior brother has long admired the name of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of Honghua Temple, and he has come to sightsee. "It was Polo who spoke. When he and his senior brother Zheluo Xing saw the chaos in the temple, they wanted to take advantage of the fire to rob and go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to steal the scriptures.

A Shaolin monk said: "Master, please stay, this temple has a lot of scriptures, and outsiders are not allowed to trespass." While he was talking, four more monks with Zen sticks stopped at the door. Zheluo Xing and Polo Xing glanced at each other, knowing that their plan was difficult to achieve, so they had to retreat.

Lu Qian turned around, and was about to go to find Xiao Wangchun, when he suddenly heard an old voice coming from the height of the pavilion: "Where do you see them going?"

Another said: "The four of us are staying here, and the gray-clothed monk broke in and lit our sleeping cave with his hand, and when the master woke me up, the gray-clothed monk was gone. ”

Another old voice said: "The window room here is broken, presumably to the back mountain." ”

Xuan Xiao said: "Not bad. ”

The old monk said, "But I don't know if they stole the scriptures in the pavilion." ”

Xuan Lin said: "These two people have been lurking in this temple for decades, and our monks are confused and unconscious, so they can be regarded as incompetent. If they want to steal the scriptures, what day will they not steal in the decades, and why should they do it today?"

The old monk said, "Senior brother is right. The two monks sighed in unison.

Lu Qian thought to himself that they were talking about the humiliation of Honghua Temple, and they should not eavesdrop, but in fact, Xuan Lin and other monks spoke very lowly, only because Lu Qian's internal strength was deep, so he heard it, Lu Qian slowly walked away, thinking: "They said that the eldest brother has arrived in the back mountain, and I will go and take a look." ”

The terrain of the mountain behind the room is steep, the forest is dense and the road is steep, Lu Qian walked out for several miles, and no longer heard the noisy sound of the temple below, the empty mountain is lonely, only the birds and birds chirp among the trees.

The sun is not shining in the mountains and forests, and it is quite chilly. Lu Qianxin said: "As soon as the eldest brother and father and son arrive here, it will be very easy to get out, and it will be difficult for the heroes to besiege again. Relieved, he suddenly thought of Han Ning'er's angry look, and his heart was shocked: "If the eldest brother has beaten the boy in the green shirt to death, then ...... How is that good?" couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on his back, and said in his heart: "If Gongzi Fang dies, Miss Han will be heartbroken, and she will be depressed for the rest of her life." ”

He walked slowly through the woods in a daze, thinking of Fang Qingluan for a moment, for a moment he thought of his eldest brother, and for a moment he thought of his father, mother and uncle, but after all, he thought about Han Ning'er the most, especially her angry and resentful look.

I don't know how many times I thought about it, and suddenly heard a few words of chanting and chanting Buddha floating in the wind on the left: "That is, the heart is the Buddha, that is, the Buddha is the heart, the heart knows the Buddha, the Buddha knows the heart, the centrifugal non-Buddha, the Buddha is not the heart......" The voice is peaceful and rich, but it has never been heard.

Lu Qianxin said: "It turns out that there is a monk here, you might as well ask him if he has seen my eldest brother." He immediately followed the sound. Turning around a bamboo forest, I suddenly saw a lot of people gathered on a lawn in the forest.

A monk wearing an old green robe sat on the stone with his back to him, and the sound of chanting came out of his mouth, and there were many people sitting in front of him, including Xiao Wangchun, Fang Qingluan and his son, not long ago in front of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion saw Hu monk Zheluo Xing, Bo Luo Xing, as well as several senior monks from other temples, several senior monks of Honghua Temple, also sat on the ground, folded their hands, lowered their heads and lowered their eyebrows, and listened respectfully. There was a person standing four or five zhang away, but it was Da Liaokong, the national teacher of Fanbang, with a sneering look on his face, obviously unconvinced.