Fang Zhongjin thought for a while in his meditation room, and then made up his mind to visit the old monk with the Dharma name Chenghui tonight.

He stayed in the house for a while, and suddenly opened the door with a "whoosh".

Sure enough, the doors of the two rooms on the left and right were also opened in a hurry.

Hong Ji and Hong Wen poked their bald heads out of the door and looked at Fang Zhongjin suspiciously.

At this moment, Fang Zhongjin was sure that he was really being watched at all times, and if there was a noise, it would definitely lead to the ideas of the other two.

Hong Ji asked Fang Zhongjin suspiciously: "Brother Fang, do you want to go to the toilet? ”

Fang Zhongjin shook his head and said, "No." Don't you think there's something strange about that big bell?" he said, and he stretched out his hand and pointed forward.

Hong Ji and Hong Wen looked in the direction pointed by Fang Zhongjin, and it turned out to be an ancient huge bronze bell.

The bronze pendulum is not known whether it is decades or centuries old, and it hangs from an old red wooden frame, only two feet above the ground.

Hong Ji and Hong Wen didn't dare to go to check alone, so they looked the bronze bell up and down from afar.

It's just that they didn't find any problems after looking at it for a long time.

Hong Wen finally squinted a pair of thin slit eyes and said, "Master Fang, in the opinion of a poor monk, there is nothing strange about the bronze bell.

However, the benefactor should calm down and comprehend the Dharma, and no longer have any tricks and tricks. ”

Obviously, Hong Wen expected Fang Zhongjin to deliberately want to sneak away, and after being caught, he randomly ordered a clumsy excuse.

When Hong Ji heard this, he hurriedly said, "Senior Brother Hong Wen, you misunderstood Brother Fang. He's not like that!"

Hong Wen just smiled and didn't answer.

Obviously, he didn't trust Fang Zhongjin, and he didn't bother to theorize with the honest Hongji.

Fang Zhongjin showed an angry expression on his face, and said, "What's the matter? I was imprisoned here by your Shaolin Temple for nothing, so you really treated me like a thief?"

I said there was something wrong with this clock, and you didn't believe it!

If there's something wrong with the clock, don't ask me for help!

Hong Wen listened, clasped his hands together and said, "This is natural, please go back to Master Fang." ”

The expression on his face was still gentle, but he obviously didn't believe Fang Zhongjin at all.

Fang Zhongjin seemed to be extremely annoyed, snorted coldly, and slammed the door shut.

And Hong Ji said to Hong Wen embarrassedly: "I said that Brother Fang is not such a person, you always don't believe it!"

He shook his head regretfully. The two monks closed their doors and went back to their rooms.

After more than half an hour, the night became darker, and suddenly the two great monks heard a loud bang.

They quickly went out to check, but Fang Zhongjin's house was still locked. For some reason, the bell in the distance fell from the wooden frame and rolled down the hill.

It's too late to call people this time, the bronze bell is huge, and it rolls down with a huge momentum. It would be terrible if the little novice who was holding the vigil was pressed.

The people with the highest martial arts in Shaolin Temple have Hong Ji and Hong Yong.

If the two of them hurried to chase the bronze bell, it might be too late.

Hong Ji and Hong Wen have no other way.

The two of them saw that Fang Zhongjin's house was still closed, and they really ignored it.

Hong Ji and Hong Wen had to chase the huge bronze bell that rolled down.

Fortunately, the bronze bell did not roll out far. The two of them caught up with the bronze bell in a moment.

The two of them did not dare to stay longer, and erected the bronze bell in its place so that someone would deal with it the next day.

After that, Hong Ji and Hong Wen both went back to their houses.

They didn't pass for a while, although the two of them were chasing the bronze bell, their four eyes were always firmly fixed on Fang Zhongjin's house.

If Fang Zhongjin deliberately escaped, no matter from which direction he broke out of the window, he would be discovered immediately.

But the door of his room was kept shut, and no one ever came out.

At this time, it was already late, and the two of them guessed that Fang Zhongjin might really be asleep.

The two monks then entered the house separately. But their ears were always on their feet, and if Fang Zhongjin made any noise, the two of them would immediately rush to the door to investigate.

Although the plans of the two great monks were perfect, they did not expect that there was no one in the room at this moment.

It turned out that Fang Zhongjin had already ripped off a mat in the house, cut off the straw on it as a hidden weapon, and repeatedly shot at the rope hanging the bronze bell.

The rope was cut repeatedly by straw as thin as a silver needle for an hour, and finally broke when it could not bear the weight of the bronze bell.

At the moment when the bronze bell landed and made a loud noise, Fang Zhongjin had already calculated the timing and slipped out of the back window.

At that time, Hong Ji and Hong Wen both had bronze bells in their eyes that were gurgling and rolling down the mountain.

By the time they refocused on the meditation room, with Fang Zhongjin's light skills, they had already fled into the shade of the trees.

Although Fang Zhongjin temporarily escaped from the surveillance of Hong Ji and Hong Wen. But if you leave Shaomuro Mountain, it is not a good policy.

First, Shaolin will inevitably go on a hunt. Second, Fang Zhongjin's charge of "big devil" was confirmed.

What's more, there is also a gift left by Zhu Yunwen on Shaomu Mountain, and it is a pity not to take it back.

Fang Zhongjin hid his body in the moonlight and walked quietly, and finally came to the path where he carried water during the day.

This trail leads to Xiaojing Lake, which is located in the middle of nowhere, and no monks take this mountain road on weekdays.

And Fang Zhongjin waited on the stone steps for a while, and sure enough, he saw a gray-white voice slowly climbing towards the mountain.

The figure was thin and stiff, moving very slowly, trembling as if it was about to roll down the mountain at any moment.

Fang Zhongjin knew that he really didn't guess wrong.

During the whole day today, the old monk Chenghui did not appear again as if he was afraid of Hong Wen, and he didn't know where he was hiding.

But Chenghui must be punished, this will not be fake!

Since he couldn't pick up enough buckets during the day, he had to keep carrying water in the middle of the night.

Fortunately, it was still time for Fang Zhongjin to arrive, and the old monk Chenghui had not yet picked his feet, and was still climbing cautiously on the dark and difficult mountain road.

Fang Zhongjin slowly walked towards him. The old monk suddenly felt footsteps above and raised his head in astonishment.

Seeing that it was the young man who was punished for carrying 500 loads of water, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The old monk Chenghui lowered his head again, and continued to climb up as if he had never seen Fang Zhongjin.

But he didn't expect to suddenly see a pair of shoes appear in front of him, and it turned out that the young man deliberately blocked him.

The old monk Chenghui raised his head again, not knowing what this young man was going to do when he intercepted his way?

Unexpectedly, Fang Zhongjin took out thirty bamboo sticks from his arms and said, "Do you want to jump thirty buckets of water a day?"

These thirty bamboo sticks are for you, and you don't have to do this hard work today. ”

The old monk Chenghui looked at the bamboo skewers sent to him, and his sunken eyes did shine with a star.

He wanted these thirty bamboo sticks to end today's torture. But Chenghui has lived for such an age, and he knows the truth that no merit is not rewarded.

Chenghui didn't believe that the young man in front of him was pitiful and sent him a bamboo stick late at night.

So he just swallowed his saliva, but he didn't reach out to pick up the bamboo skewer handed by Fang Zhongjin.

Where did he think that Fang Zhongjin straightforwardly stuffed the bamboo skewer into Chenghui's belt, and said: "Not only today, but from now on, I will pick up ten more loads of water for you in one day." You can also suffer a little less. ”

The old monk Chenghui hesitated, he raised his eyes and looked at the tall Fang Zhongjin in the dark, he really didn't know how his old bones could be used?

Fang Zhongjin saw that the old monk had never said a word, and said, "You are very afraid of Hong Wen, aren't you?

How about I help you destroy him?"