Slates, smooth slates, from which mountain these slabs were dug up, no one knows. Because these stone slabs are older than any person in the Shaolin Temple. The stone slabs are joined one by one and laid on the ground, and they are the lowest units that make up the floor of the council chamber.

Some of the slate is completely clean like a copper mirror, and some have been shattered, cracking out lines, like pieces of broken lenses. And on top of these stone slabs stood four round stone piers, on which there should have been a wooden pillar thicker than a waist, but now there is no trace of it.

One fell on top of a broken wall, one under a pillar in the next room, and two that no one knew where they were. Because there are so many fallen wooden pillars, who can tell which stone pier each pillar was originally changed on? Just as no one can tell which mountain each stone slab on the ground came from.

With the council chamber as the central point, within a radius of fifteen meters or more, there is not a single intact house left

And on this large piece of ruined walls and ruined land, a shadow slowly stood up.

Fan Xiangsheng looked at the terrifying ruins in front of him that seemed to be left behind after being ravaged by the gods, and he swallowed.

He was in a lot of pain, from being hit by a rubble. The countless small wounds on his body, as well as the black robe that was already a rotten rag, made him know clearly that he was still alive.

Pleasure, the pleasure that rises from the bottom of my heart, that is the purest joy of being alive. Even if the terrifying wounds on his left arm and chest made Fan Xiangsheng look like a hellish ghost at this moment, he was really alive.

Since he is still alive, he should not be the only one alive in this hellish scene in front of him.

He began to search, looking for the "demon" who was supposed to be standing in this hell.

......

When Wen Yuan began to cry, Fan Xiangsheng woke up, and when he saw Wen Yuan kneeling, he wanted to escape, but he heard the man's voice, which was a sentence. In one sentence, Fan Xiangsheng, who was originally flustered, drove away all anxiety and fear.

As long as he is still alive, then he does not need to escape.

And at that moment, the storm was born, and that powerful force destroyed the broken wooden door of the council chamber, wrapped in broken wood and earth, and was blown into the sky with him. Before landing, Fan Xiangsheng fainted.

And at this moment, Fan Xiangsheng limped on the ruins, he was looking for Xin Yuan, he knew that Xin Yuan had failed. Of course, Fan Xiangsheng didn't believe it, and he didn't want to believe that Xinyuan would fail. But at this moment, Xinyuan was not standing on this ruin, and the noise coming from outside was not a cry and howl, so Xinyuan naturally failed.

When those people came, Fan Xiangsheng would definitely not be able to leave. But he still didn't plan to leave, he didn't find the evidence that could prove Shinbuchi's failure, the evidence that could convince him, he couldn't go.

What is the second half of Fan Xiangsheng's life, he has already thought about it, follow that person, follow that person back to Dali, that is the only way he will be in the second half of his life. If that person is gone, the rest of his life will be gone. If Xin Yuan is dead, then this is the final chapter of Fan Xiangsheng's life story.

Then there is no difference between fleeing and not fleeing.

But he decided to flee anyway, because he saw it, saw the evidence that he could really call alive.

The man, a man not in human form, had twisted limbs like a puddle of mud, and his shriveled body was already in tatters. However, the flesh that looked like a dead man was moving, and the left chest was trembling slightly.

You can run away now.

Escape is shameful but useful, and as long as you are alive, it is not over.

Fan Xiangsheng knew that his story did not usher in the final chapter, and this failure only opened a new starting point.

Fan Xiangsheng picked up the lump of flesh and put it on his shoulder, he couldn't care about the huge wound on his body tearing and bleeding, and he didn't know where the strength was surging, his feet were not lame, his body was not painful, and he ran wildly.

This is the power of life, even if he is carrying a "demon" at the moment, but Fan Xiangsheng is still praising God and sighing at the power and miracle of life.

Is Xin Yuan a demon? Fan Xiangsheng's answer is yes, Xin Yuan is a demon.

The experience of the first half of his life had made him no longer afraid of death, but when he met Shinbuchi, he once again had a desire not to be killed by him. Shinbuchi is so powerful, so strong that when he looks at himself, he seems to see a piece of meat, a stone, and a weed.

This kind of look that doesn't treat him as a human being, Fan Xiangsheng doesn't have any disgust, but is happy. Because it was the first time he had been treated as an equal. That's right, in Shinbuchi's eyes, everything is the same, whether you are a good person or an evil person. It doesn't matter if you're a Buddha or a demon. It doesn't matter if you're a weed or a piece of shit.

Fan Xiangsheng knew that in fact, his heart had been waiting for such a person to appear.

The wicked also need the heroes of the wicked, and Shinbuchi is his hero.

......

The sun shines on the earth, and in this summer, most people will hide in the shade to escape the heat and rest, but some people still work hard under this scorching heat. Apparently the effect of the sun was there for them, and one of them sped up his hand.

Holding the wooden nail in the left hand, placing it on top of the round hole, and after striking it with the wooden hammer in the right hand, the wooden nail is firmly embedded in the reserved round hole. Remove the other nail you are holding in your mouth and repeat the action again to insert the nail into the other mortise and tenon joint. Alain, the carpenter, finally freed his hand, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said, "Whew, call it a day." ”

"Wow, wait for me, I've got a few more. Another carpenter on the side saw that Alain was finished, and quickly quickened his hand.

Alain began to pack his tools, and he had no intention of helping his colleagues. He was already hungry, so he could have lunch early if he cleaned up early.

"Hey, let me tell you, I've heard before that the food in Shaolin Temple is not good. Why did we eat it after we came, and it felt very ordinary. ”

Another carpenter saw Alain's movements, and complained in his heart that Alain didn't help him, and said angrily: "Some people still have to dislike it, so you can not come!"

Alain finished cleaning up and spread his hands, "No way, they give too much." ”

Alan came to Shaolin Temple to repair the destroyed council hall and other buildings, and he has been coming to Shaolin Temple for more than half a year. Alan doesn't understand why now the Mongols have hit Luoyang, the temple of Shaolin Temple still needs to be repaired, in case the Mongols really win the war and occupy the Central Plains, your Shaolin Temple will be destroyed by the Mongols by then, isn't this reconstruction a waste of effort.

Although he thought so in his heart, Alan still worked very hard, because the Shaolin Temple not only managed the food and housing of the workers, but also gave them a high salary. Alan thinks that in this troubled world, the only one who can afford such a high salary is Shaolin Temple. And he happened to be short of money.

He left home for two years, and the money he brought out had already been spent, but fortunately, there was craftsmanship, and it was not difficult for him to make money.

"By the way, do you know how these houses we rebuilt were destroyed in the first place? "When Alan first came to Shaolin Temple to work, he was also surprised that the inner temple of Shaolin Temple was so badly damaged. Before he came, he had also heard that the Shaolin Temple seemed to have been attacked by thunder and destroyed many buildings, so he would recruit many craftsmen into Shaolin.

But when he saw the ruins on the ground, he knew that the rumors were wrong. Because of the thunder attack, it is generally caused by a fire to burn down the house, but the Shaolin Temple is obviously not a trace left by the fire. It was as if it had been hit by a huge hammer and destroyed the house.

But if a hammer really destroys this part of the house, how big the hammer will be, it is estimated that only the gods can do it.

"I've heard that it seems to have been caused by martial arts masters competing here a year ago. The two peerless masters in the legend just made a move, and this is what happened here. ”

"Isn't it, can you destroy this piece with one move? It's really so powerful, why don't you deal with the Mongols." ”

"Oh, don't believe it, the real peerless master can't do it. Practicing martial arts to the extreme, opening mountains and reclamation, flying with swords, going to the sky and entering the earth is not good, not to mention destroying this house, destroying the entire Shaolin Temple is as easy as a finger. "The carpenter arose as he spoke, and his saliva flowed.

Alan was startled when he heard this, and hurriedly signaled to the other party to silence. "You turtle son, you don't want to eat. ”

The carpenter realized that he had said something that he should not have said, and hurriedly bowed in the direction of the Daxiong Hall and apologized.

"Amitabha, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm a cheap villain, and the Buddha is not to blame. ”

Alan kicked the carpenter with a laugh, and scolded angrily: "The Buddha who eats dares to curse the Buddha master." I finally know why you're so fat, it turns out that your turtle son is fat. The carpenter looked back at Alain and smiled, "Where am I fat? Don't report me, boy. I'm also in a hurry. ”

Alain naturally wouldn't report his fat colleague, he felt that the Buddha should not mind, the Buddha really minded, this house could still be destroyed?

"You melon baby, the peerless master has been blown a little too much by you? Have you read too many new Xianxia novels? ”

The carpenter grinned and said, "There is one thing to say, indeed." The most popular "New Fairy Sword" in the market recently is so interesting, I wait for updates every day. ”

Alan didn't expect the other party to read the same book as himself, and thought that he had met the same friend. began to help the carpenter pack up the tools, and the two of them finished cleaning up and walked to the Shaolin Temple canteen.

"Hey, I heard the author of this book is a novice?"

"Yes, it's not really good to be reasonable, but after reading it, I always want to continue reading. ”

The two carpenters looked at each other and smiled, and said in unison: "I just want to see how bad it can be!"

Shaolin Temple stands quietly, just like it has been for thousands of years.

......

And at this moment, in a certain room at the foot of Shaomuro Mountain, a young man lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes. After a while, he said lightly: "Strange ceiling." ”