When Bai Yujing went to the Shaolin Temple, he encountered the first snow after winter.

Covered with snow, the whole Songshan Mountain was covered in silver overnight. And the Shaolin Temple is located in the Shaolin Mountain is like a sitting Buddha, the whole body is crystal clear, dust-free, and the treasure is smooth and clean.

After saying goodbye to Wang Youren, Bai Yujing continued on the road. I also went to look for the place where Du Wu parked the boat, but failed to find Yao Mingyue's trace. Perhaps, that night, she was really angry. Bai Yujing could only sigh secretly, inexplicably not a taste in his heart.

Master never told him, why would he want someone for no reason?

"Little Taoist, this is the way to Shaolin Temple?"

A four-carrying sedan chair came from behind Bai Yujing, and one of the four people carrying the sedan chair asked in a loud voice. Bai Yujing took a casual look and knew that these four sedan chair drivers were extraordinary, all of them were equipped with martial arts. After all, on these snowy days, you can still go out in thin clothes, and your face is not red and your heart is not beating, which shows the skill of a person.

And these people are just the sedan chair bearers who carry the sedan chair, and the people in the sedan chair must be either rich or noble.

The next moment, Bai Yujing saw the person in the sedan chair. The first thing he saw was a white hand with long fingers and neatly trimmed nails. The hand lifted the curtain, revealing a young and handsome face.

Of course, this is a man, an extremely attractive man.

This man is about a weak crown, dressed as a scholar, and the most eye-catching thing is his pair of narrow eyebrows that go from the bottom to the top and slanted into the temples, like wings hanging from the sky, ready to fly.

The eyebrows are just like his name: Ye Xipeng.

The two most amazing and ambitious birds in this world are not the Xi You Bird and the Dapeng, Li Taibai also made a gift for the Dapeng to meet the Xi Youniao.

Bai Yujing got on Ye Xipeng's sedan chair, and the two happened to be on the same road, and they both had to go to Shaolin. Ye Xipeng knew that Bai Yujing was entrusted by someone to send a sword for thousands of miles, and he couldn't help but bluntly say that Bai Yujing was a true righteous man.

"Brother Ye, what's the matter here?"

Ye Xipeng smiled, and when he laughed, the pair of narrow eyebrows were like the wings of a bird, trembling slightly, like flying between the nine skies. "Ye suffers from a strange disease, and he has sought medical treatment for many years but has not been cured, and this time he went to Shaolin to seek treatment from Master Wukong. ”

When Bai Yujing heard this, he carefully looked Ye Xipeng up and down, only to feel that Ye Xipeng was ruddy, and there was no trace of sickness, so he couldn't help but say: "The poor road is also a little familiar with medical skills, if it is convenient, can you let the poor road take a look?"

Ye Xipeng calmly stretched out his left hand, and Bai Yujing put his three fingers on it.

There didn't seem to be any anomalous pulses in this vein, and he couldn't help but shake his head. Seeing this, Ye Xipeng stretched out his right hand again, and Bai Yujing checked the pulse of his right hand again, but there were still no symptoms.

In the end, Bai Yujing had to secretly luck his true anger, and said to Ye Xipeng: "Offended!"

As soon as this true qi entered Ye Xipeng's body, Bai Yujing discovered a vision, and this Ye Xipeng seemed to have penetrated both the twelve canons and the eight veins of the strange scriptures. It's just that what surprised Bai Yujing was that there was no trace of true qi in the meridians in this person's body.

When Bai Yujing drove his true qi into Ye Xipeng's dantian, he instantly understood, because a clear true qi blocked his true qi. Bai Yujing faintly sensed that this pure true qi seemed to have completely sealed Ye Xipeng's dantian, so that his true qi could not overflow a trace in the dantian.

"This person is such a powerful method!" Bai Yujing sighed lightly, "It seems that only Master Wukong can heal him." He originally thought that Ye Xipeng had some kind of strange disease, and if Master Wukong couldn't cure it, he could go to Li Shizhen for help.

It's just that at the moment, it seems that there is a cohesive true qi that has sealed Ye Xipeng's dantian. This kind of means Bai Yujing has never heard of, even if it is Li Shizhen, I am afraid that he will be helpless because of the lack of true qi. The master of Wukong is different, as the abbot of the Shaolin Temple, the leader of the righteous path of the rivers and lakes, he is also one of the recognized top masters on the rivers and lakes.

Although that pure true qi is strong, the master of the void should be able to resolve it.

Ye Xipeng smiled and didn't explain.

After about an hour, I arrived at the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple. The gate is towering and consists of three building gates, known as the Three Liberation Gates. Inside the mountain gate, several small novices are clearing the snow.

Ye Xipeng and Bai Yujing got off the sedan chair, and when the novices saw it, one of them walked towards everyone, and said: "Amitabha, donors, come to my temple when the snow is closing the mountain, do you have something important?" Ye Xipeng did not answer, Bai Yujing replied: "Poor Bai Yujing, entrusted by the three idiot monks, sent a sword to your temple, please ask this little master to speak to the empty master." ”

The little novice had never heard of the name of the three idiot monks, but Ye Xipeng glanced at Bai Yujing in surprise. He only heard Bai Yujing say that he was entrusted by someone just now, but he didn't know that he was entrusted by the three idiot monks. Seeing that Bai Yujing was polite, Xiao Shami didn't dare to slack off, so he had to say, "Fellow donors, wait a while, and I'll go and tell Uncle Tonghui." ”

After saying that, he ran towards the temple.

Ye Xipeng stood in the wind and snow, looking at the towering mountain gate, the bluestone was full of mottled traces left by the wind and rain, and said indifferently: "One flower blooms and five leaves, and the result will come naturally." The thousand-year-old temple, Zen Shaolin, is really worthy of its name!"

Bai Yujing said with a smile: "I think that at the beginning, Master Bodhidharma crossed the river with a reed, what kind of style was it? It's a pity that I waited for the younger generations to learn from the younger generation, and I didn't have the opportunity to see him." ”

Ye Xipeng shook his head and said, "The style of the predecessors, the comments of the future." But how can the predecessors know the demeanor of the predecessors? The predecessors of the capital have illuminated the eternals, but I think that what the predecessors can do, our descendants can also do better!"

He said this with a radiant look on his face, and a pair of narrow eyebrows seemed to rise to the sky. When Bai Yujing saw it, he couldn't help but feel broken, this Brother Ye really has good ambition and good mind!

Back then, Wang Jinggong didn't say that his ancestors were not enough to law. Since ancient times, the back waves of the Yangtze River have pushed the front waves, and the people in the world are better than the ancients, so why envy the style of the ancients!"

Suddenly, a voice came from inside the temple, and the sound was also there. This person was wearing a moon-white robe, and when the sky was full of wind and snow, he was as cold as that Aomei. When Bai Yujing saw it, he couldn't help but smack his tongue secretly: "This person is actually more personable than Ye Xipeng, and he looks extremely handsome." ”

The man saw Bai Yujing looking at him, and said with a smile: "Little Taoist, do I have flowers on my face?"

For some reason, Bai Yujing always felt that this person was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't think of seeing it anywhere.

Ye Xipeng said with a smile: "Brother Bai Dao doesn't see that you have flowers on your face, but that you look like a flower." ”

It stands to reason that when a man is praised like a flower, the man should be angry. But the man was not angry at all, but laughed and said, "What kind of flower am I?"

Ye Xipeng smiled: "Then you have to ask Brother Bai Dao." ”

The man looked at Bai Yujing, Bai Yujing looked at his snow-white robe, and said involuntarily: "I know that it is not snow, only dark incense." "This is also Wang Jinggong's masterpiece, and it couldn't be more appropriate at this moment.

The man didn't know whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied, and said with a smile: "I just heard that Na Shami said that someone came to give a sword, and I thought it was a sword-forging master, but it turned out to be a little Taoist priest. In Xia Jia Baoyu, dare to ask the names of the two honorable surnames?"

"Ye Xipeng. "Bai Yujing. ”

After the three of them finished their introductions, they couldn't help but say the purpose of coming to Shaolin Temple. It turned out that this Jia Baoyu had only been here for a day, and he came to pray for his mother and copy scriptures.

At this time, the departing little novice came with a middle-aged monk who was about to be confused. The middle-aged monk is Master Tonghui, and Master Tonghui chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, the donor is the person who was entrusted by the uncle of the three idiots to send the sword?"

Bai Yujing nodded and said, "Poor Dao Bai Yujing." ”

"Uncle Wukong is participating in meditation and cannot come to see the donor for the time being. Jieyong, bring the white donor to the guest room. After Tonghui finished speaking, he looked at Ye Xipeng. In his opinion, although Ye Xipeng is weak, those sedan chair men are all equipped with martial arts, and their skills are not low.

"I don't know what this donor is doing when he comes to the temple?"

Ye Xipeng said: "In Xia Ye Xipeng, because of a strange illness, he came to find the master of Wukong to rescue!"

Tonghui looked him up and down, and was about to give him a pulse, but Ye Xipeng handed out a letter. Tonghui took the letter, only glanced at it, and his face changed greatly. I saw that the envelope was written with a few big characters written by Master Wukong himself, but the person who signed the money was the word Donglou.

Who is this East Building, a name actually made Tonghui's expression change greatly.

Tonghui's expression was cloudy and uncertain, but Ye Xipeng said indifferently to those palanquin drivers: "You guys go to Song County to wait for me for the time being." When the palanquin drivers heard this, they said yes one after another, and they carried the empty sedan chair down the mountain.

"Master Ye, please come here. Tonghui seemed to have figured it out, and actually sent Ye Xipeng to the guest room in person.

This scene didn't feel anything in Bai Yujing's eyes, but Jia Baoyu was smiling, and his face was full of playfulness.

......

It was night, and Master Wukong woke up in meditation, and Tonghui had been waiting outside the meditation room for a long time. Tong Hui saw that Master Wukong woke up, and hurriedly told Bai Yujing and Ye Xipeng about it. He handed the letter to Master Wukong. Although Master Wukong was slightly surprised to see the word Donglou, his expression remained unchanged, and he opened the letter and read it quietly.

"Abbot, if you are the strict thief, you can't succeed?"

Master Wukong didn't answer, but said slowly: "You said that the Taoist priest was entrusted by the three idiot disciples, and I will go to see this person early tomorrow morning." ”

"What about the Ye Shizhu?"

"You don't have to worry about him, I have my own arrangements. ”

Tonghui originally wanted to ask again, but he knew that there were some things that the abbot didn't say, and there must be a reason. had to retreat, and on the way back, he was still thinking about the word East Building. In the entire Jiajing period, there was only one person who dared to call Donglou, and it was Yan Shifan, the son of Yan Song, the first traitor of the dynasty. Relying on his father, he was deeply favored by Emperor Jiajing of the current dynasty, and he was cunning and robbing everywhere, greedy and arrogant. Although he is only the left servant of the Ministry of Works, the officials call him the elder of the small pavilion, which shows his power.

Shaolin Temple was originally because Emperor Jiajing of the current dynasty worshiped the Tao and suppressed the Buddha, and was not liked by the current dynasty. If it weren't for the Shaolin monks who contributed more to the anti-Japanese war, I am afraid that they would be made difficult by the imperial court. This time, Ye Xipeng came with Yan Shifan's handwriting, and there must be something important.

The more Tonghui thought about it, the more he felt that the wind and rain were coming.