The monk did not have legs.

His roots were broken from the waist down, and the faint light of the fire shone on his face, full of fear.

His lips were dry, pale and trembling slightly.

The girl's appearance is a little immature, her face is sallow, and her body is as thin as a willow, as if a gust of wind can blow it down.

Her clothes were thin and shabby, but they were clean, except for a slight pale color, which had apparently been worn and washed many times.

Her hair was fluffy and dry, sickly coloured, and severely deprived of nutrients.

Her body curled up and bent into a ball, her head pressed against the monk's bald head, her eyes full of fear.

Xu Zidao's eyes couldn't bear it.

But he walked forward anyway, and with each step he took, the girl's body stepped back a little, until the whole body was completely attached to the wall, and it could no longer retreat.

The monk took the girl's shoulder with one hand and pressed her head into his arms with the other.

He cared about this girl very much.

Xu Zidao had already come to the front of the monk and the girl, he squatted down, looked at the wrench on the monk's thumb, and there was a hint of depth in his eyes.

The monk's face was already a dead gray color, and cold sweat was oozing from his forehead, the body of the girl in her arms was trembling, and the faint sound of tears falling to the ground came.

Xu Zidao's face showed a wry smile, is he so scary?

He placed the fire fold in a nearby clearing, and stretched out his right hand to reach the girl's head.

The monk's body suddenly trembled, protecting the girl like a chicken, and said in a trembling voice: "You...... What do you want to do?"

The wry smile on Xu Zidao's face became even stronger, and he reached out to tear off a spider silk from the girl's hair, "Xiaosheng has no malice. ”

He smiled as kindly as he could, "You don't have to be too nervous, Xiaosheng is not a wicked person, just a passing traveler, because it was dark and couldn't hurry to think of your temple for a night, but found that the temple was empty, so I had no choice but to look around, hoping to find a living person, so I bothered the two, if you are offended, please forgive me." ”

The monk's eyes flickered, and he didn't quite believe Xu Zidao's words, and there was no one who dared to go alone.

Moreover, the location of the Lone Lamp Temple is remote, and it is deep in the desert, ordinary people do not say that it is difficult to find even if they bump into it, and there will be no tourists passing by at all, he has lived in the Lone Lamp Temple for so many years, except for the group of people who came a few months ago, there are no other people who have come, after all, the Lone Lamp Temple has long been submerged in the waves of rivers and lakes.

But looking at the appearance of the young man in front of him, he doesn't look like a big traitor, maybe he really has no malice as he said, but even if he has malice, he can't help it, he is already half-crippled, and he has been hit by the thief's red fire in the palm of his heart, the fire poison attacks the heart, hurts the internal organs, and his life is not long, and he relies on a few mouthfuls of decoction to maintain his life, but it is just a drop in the bucket, just a few more days, how can he be the opponent of this young man.

The monk's face was cloudy, he looked at the young man, and then at the girl in his arms, his eyes showed infinite love, he touched the girl's head with his hand, calmed her trembling heart, and then looked at the young man's handsome face in the flamelight, those clear and graceful eyes, the fear in his heart faded a lot, and the young man with such pure eyes should not kill innocents indiscriminately.

"If the donor wants to stay, he can find a room to rest here, and if he wants to find someone to chat, then there is only a poor monk. ”

"Isn't there still her?" Xu Zidao's eyes looked at the girl in his arms.

"Xiao Qi can't speak. The monk's tone was indifferent, but there was a faint trace of pain.

"I'm sorry! It turns out that her name is Xiao Qi, which is a good name. Xu Zidao.

"Xiao Qi was picked up for her, when I first picked her up, she had a jade pendant on her body, and there was a seven-character jade pendant on it. "The monk said.

"Oh, I see, I said how can there be a girl in the temple, dare to love is an abandoned baby taken in by the master. ”

"I don't know who the master is?" Xu Zidao paused and said again.

"Amitabha, the poor monk's Dharma will be the lamp, and he is the presiding officer of this temple. The monk said with a solemn expression.

"It turned out to be a master of the lantern, disrespectful and disrespectful" Xu Zidao's eyes flashed, and he seemed to have sorted out the ins and outs of the whole thing.

"Could it be that the donor knows the poor monk?" the monk was a little surprised, staring at the young man in astonishment.

Xu Zidao smiled slightly, like a spring breeze, and the originally cold room suddenly gushed out a trace of warmth.

Even the monk had to admit that the young man's smile was very charming.

"A year ago, one of the eight authentic sects of the Central Plains, the Shaolin faction suddenly appeared a mysterious monk, the monk challenged the then Shaolin abbot Master Xuanbin, the two fought for three days and three nights, and finally Master Xuanbin won with a move, the monk retreated, but a hand flying sand and catching cranes is a powerful Shaolin, for a long time, it is said that the monk is from the Northern Desert. ”

Xu Zidao stopped here when he said this, staring at the monk in front of him with bright eyes, and his meaning was self-evident.

"What the donor means is that the poor monk is the mysterious monk, how can you see it?" Master Huideng's face was even calmer, completely lacking the frightened look that Xu Zidao had when he came in before.

The girl in her arms also gradually raised her head, but her expression was still a little vigilant.

The smile on Xu Zidao's face became brighter, he stared at the hands of the master of the lantern, and said: "The bones of the palms of the master's hands are thicker than those of ordinary people, the five fingers are particularly hard and long, and the lines on them are not very clear, obviously caused by long-term rubbing of coarse sand, plus the wrist joints are more prominent than ordinary people, obviously long-term uninterrupted activities, as far as I know, only people who practice flying sand and crane trapping hands will have such palms, and all kinds of signs indicate that the master is the mysterious monk who challenged the Shaolin abbot ten years ago." ”

"Haha...... Haha!" The master of the lantern looked up to the sky and laughed, "The donor's eyes are like torches, and he can deduce the identity of the poor monk with the slightest clues, admire and admire! Yes, the poor monk is the mysterious monk who challenged Xuan Bin in Shaolin that day, and was finally defeated and left." ”

"I don't know what the relationship between the master and Shaolin is, but he traveled thousands of miles to the Central Plains to face off against Xuan Bin?" Xu Zidao said.

"Hey, I thought that this matter would always rot in the belly of the poor monk, since the donor asked, then the poor monk will talk to the donor!"

"Six years ago, a group of mysterious people came to the temple, found the poor monk, handed over a mysterious scripture to me, to the poor monk in accordance with the scriptures recorded in the heart of the practice of success after the success of the practice went to Shaolin, and had already stepped into the second section of the Shaolin abbot duel, and the news of the mysterious scriptures revealed to Shaolin, otherwise they will slaughter the whole temple, chickens and dogs do not stay, they are strong in martial arts, strange moves, poor monks and the elders are invincible, have to do what they say, five years later, the poor monks have achieved a small achievement, the strength of the second section of the dark realm, they were forced to rush to Shaolin, the next thing the donor generally knows, the poor monk will not go into detail, after the defeatAfter learning the address of the poor monk, he sent his eight Dharma protectors King Kong and the four elders to come to my Gudeng Temple, wanting to snatch the scriptures. At this point, the master of the lantern stopped, as if he had said too much at once, and he was out of breath.

"I didn't expect the abbot of Shaolin to be a guy with a human face and a beast's heart, so what happened?" Xu Zidao was very disdainful of Shaolin's approach, and in vain they still boasted of being famous and decent, this is the way to be famous and decent?

There was a look of pain on the face of the lantern master, his breathing was very short, and his eyes instantly turned red.

The twelve monks were arrogant and unreasonable, not only wanted to snatch the mysterious exercises, but also fell in love with the temple's long sleep green lantern, and wanted to take one of them away, the poor monks and others were unwilling, so they fought with the twelve monks, but unexpectedly fell into the tricks of the previous group of mysterious people, and after both sides were defeated, they jumped out, one hundred and twenty-six people in the temple, including the twelve Shaolin monks, were all killed, only the poor monks escaped according to the turtle breath Dafa recorded in the scriptures, but they also fell into a half-crippled body, and the chest was hit by the red fire of the mysterious person, and his life was not long, Xiao Qi also escaped because he was not in the templeIt turned out that what they wanted to deal with at the beginning was the twelve monks of Shaolin. ”

"Oh, what do you mean by that?"

"Those mysterious people don't know what kind of evil skills to practice, and they need relics to assist in cultivation, because relics can only be conceived by Shaolin authentic elders level, and Shaolin is far away in the Central Plains, plus the Central Plains Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, the forces are complicated, they dare not act rashly, so they pretend to use the hands of poor monks, and want to use the insatiable hearts of human beings to lure those monks out with a scripture. ”

"Then how do they know that the Shaolin monks will definitely fall for the scheme?"

"Because no monk can resist the temptation of that scripture. ”

"What scriptures?"

"The Great Day of the Coming Scriptures"

"Legend has it that you can cultivate the Great Day Nyorai Sutra of immortality and immortality?"

"Exactly"

......

Xu Zidao was silent, no wonder the Shaolin monk wanted to grab the scripture book by any means, otherwise he might not be able to withstand this temptation.

Known as the Buddhist Bible, no monk can refuse.

"How can those mysterious people have a great day?"

The lantern master was silent for a long time before he said, "Because they came from there!"

His finger pointed into the distance, behind the firewood house.

"Where?"

"Kingdom of Heaven"

"Is there really a kingdom of heaven in this world?"

"There is such a kingdom of heaven. ”