When we cautiously touched the southern position of the Kongtong faction, the rain seemed to be a little heavier. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info The night sky is dark, the cold rain is drifting, the gusts of cold wind blow on us, looking from afar, only the waterhole is still faintly flickering.

On the edge of the waterhole behind him, the disciples of the Wudang Sect were waiting in strict formation, patrolling back and forth by the waterhole. Master Benkong had already ordered that each sect take turns to stay and patrol the edge of the waterhole, but there were almost no people assigned to the north and south of the waterhole. The Seven Great Sects and the Immortal Hall are facing each other across the pool, and beyond the waterholes at the north and south ends is the position of the Immortal Hall, and no one wants to stay in these two places, including the people of the Immortal Hall, who did not patrol at both ends of the waterhole.

At this time, the place where we were crouching was a deep grass, more than fifty zhang away from the defense line of the Kongtong faction, and a hundred zhang away was the south bank of the waterhole. Not far to the west of the south bank of the waterhole is a wasteland, from which we passed last time, where most of the black silt and low weeds were located, and according to the disciples of the Wu-Tang Sect, it was there that we saw the figure of the fish-headed monster.

However, we've been here for a while, but we haven't seen any fish-headed monsters.

After waiting for a while, Master Benkong frowned and said, "Are you sure those fish-headed monsters are there?"

A Wudang Sect disciple behind us, Nuo Nuo, said: "Back to the seniors, the juniors have been staring here, but there were three fish-headed monsters that appeared there before. Strange, why doesn't it come out now?"

At this time, Yuan Ji, the head of the Hengyue faction, looked at Master Benkong and said, "Could it be that those monsters found us and fled back?"

That's also unlikely. These fish-headed monsters are ferocious, and although they are not nocturnal, they are by no means afraid of people, on the contrary, when we fight the Immortal Hall in the valley, they will even steal corpses to eat.

I stared at the weedy field, and somehow, I suddenly felt a little flustered.

Master Benkong was silent for a moment, and suddenly said: "Whether you have escaped back or not, you will know at a glance." Ben Ming, you take a few people to investigate. ”

The Wudang Sect disciple who came to report only said that there was a fish-headed monster there, but we didn't know anything about the specific situation, and Master Benkong did this out of prudence.

Master Ben Ming, who was beside him, folded his hands together and said, "Yes, Senior Brother Abbot." As he spoke, he ordered a few Shaolin Temple disciples.

I looked at the people, all of them were carrying a monk's stick in their hands, dressed in Buddhist yellow power suits, and their temples were slightly bulging under their foreheads.

Shaolin Temple is a great school of martial arts, the door of martial arts covers a wide range, is the ancestral court of Zen Buddhism in the Central Plains, known as "the world's first temple". Shaolin Temple monks of the past dynasties have devoted themselves to the study and continuous development of Shaolin martial arts and are famous all over the world, the external martial arts to strengthen the body, the internal cultivation of Buddhism Zen Tao to nourish themselves, the children in the door are proficient in swords, guns and halberds, which is almost everyone on the rivers and lakes knows the thing. However, I have heard Su Qingyao say that among the many weapons in Shaolin Temple, if you really want to talk about the level, the monk stick is the most powerful.

In terms of weapons alone, the monk's stick has neither blades nor blades, so it is naturally not the most powerful of the many weapons. The powerful thing is the Zen Tao of Shaolin Temple. With bladeless weapons, the opponent can be defeated, and it can only be said that Shaolin Temple is really a great benevolent sect, and it is a matter of course that Shaolin Temple can be approved by heroes from all walks of life.

In the past, I just thought so, and my heart was more or less full of admiration for Shaolin Temple, but now it seems that the reality is a little different from what I expected. This time, the seven major sects confronted the Changsheng Hall in the Death Swamp, and the Shaolin Temple disciples who arrived were the sects with the largest number of sects, but most of the weapons in the hands of the Shaolin Temple disciples were swords, guns, and halberds, and few disciples were armed with monks' clubs.

Perhaps, this is also because the Seven Great Sects are facing the Hall of Eternal Life, and the sticks in their hands will turn into swords, right?

When I think of this, I can't help but feel a chill all over my body. The good and the evil are always not opposed, and when they meet, even the Shaolin Temple, which is famous for its Zen cultivation, will lift the sword.

At this time, Master Ben Ming had already led the Shaolin Temple disciples towards the weedy field, their speed was not very fast, they walked carefully, and they barely made much noise when they stepped on the grass.

In just a few moments, Master Ben Ming and the others swept to the edge of the weedy field. In the dark, we all held our breath, even though we already knew that the fish-headed monsters would not come out at night, but after what had just happened, no one dared to underestimate these fish-headed monsters.

After a while, a Shaolin Temple disciple with a monk's stick in his hand ran over from the weedy field, saluted Master Benkong, and said, "Abbot Qiqi, no monsters were found there, only a hole in the ground. ”

Master Benkong's face sank and said, "Let's go over and have a look." He waved his hand, and we all stood up and ran toward the weedy field.

When we ran to the vicinity of the weedy field, we saw Master Ben Ming half-squatting on the ground, groping for something on the ground with his right hand, and the Shaolin Temple disciples holding monk sticks behind him were standing straight. In front of them, I saw a dark hole.

Although I had already guessed, I couldn't help but shudder when I saw this dark hole.

These fish-headed monsters do dig holes!

Master Heavens and the Heavenly Elders also saw this black hole, and their faces were not very good-looking. Suddenly, Master Benkong shouted, "Come on, light the torch." ”

A disciple of Shaolin Temple immediately blew the fire fold, lit a torch, and the flames lit up the black hole around it.

The entrance to the cave was about the size of a zhang, three or four times larger than a normal well, straight up and down, but the wet walls were very smooth, just like the hole dug by the worm. I leaned into the cave, but I didn't see anything, but a fishy smell emanated from the hole. The outer ring of the cave was muddy, with rotten blades of grass and black silt everywhere, and some water had accumulated on the edges, and it was flowing into the cave in strands.

Looking at this hole, Master Benkong pondered for a moment, turned his head to look at Master Benkong, and said, "Benming, what have you found?"

As he said this, we all looked at Master Ben Ming, only to see him slowly stand up and say, "Senior brother, it seems that those fish-headed monsters have indeed appeared from here, and they are ......" He shook his hand and said: "These fish-headed monsters also ate the disciples of my Seven Great Sects." ”

What the?

We were all taken aback, and Master Benming pointed to the ground and said, "Senior brother, you see, this is human blood, and these footprints are those fish-headed monsters." ”

I followed his fingers, and sure enough, I saw a pool of blood at his feet, the fire was dim, and the blood stains were mixed with the rain, and I couldn't tell that it was blood unless I looked closely.

Next to the blood water, there are some messy paw prints, these paw prints are very separated, and the traces of sharp claws have been scratched, it is not difficult to see that they are left by those fish-headed monsters. Around these messy paw prints at the entrance of the cave, there were two rows of extremely clear paw prints, and following the paw prints, we looked down slowly, only to find that this row of paw prints was extending towards the position of the Kongtong faction.

When we raised our heads, we all looked at the position of the Kongtong faction not far away in a bit of a daze, and no one spoke for a while.