Chapter Twenty-Three: Li Dai

Cheng Hui begged the two eminent monks of Fa Song and Fa Tan who came out of retreat, and joined hands to recite a "Great Compassion Mantra".

Sure enough, the three of them didn't have to say a few words, and they saw that in the paper screen that was surrounded, the black shadow that was originally crawling was about to move.

When Cheng Hui saw his movements, he was overjoyed, knowing that he was really right!

To be able to invite two eminent monks is a chance to be brought together only once in 45 days.

Cheng Hui waited so long to confirm that his guess was correct.

I didn't expect things to be so simple.

This surnamed Fang is urged by the "Great Compassion Mantra", and it seems that he can't stand it.

Cheng Hui naturally seized the opportunity and urged the spell loudly.

Seeing that the more he thought about it, the more anxious he became, the two senior monks of Fa Song and Fa Tan looked at Cheng Hui, and they had to follow him to expedite the spell.

The black image in the paper screen was even more painful, and the whole person kept squirming and struggling.

It's like sprinkling a handful of salt on a worm that is dehydrated and twisting and struggling in pain.

The two high monks, Fa Song and Fa Tan, looked at the painful appearance of this black shadow, although they felt a little compassion in their hearts, but they also knew that if they were ordinary people, they would never have this painful struggle.

If you are an ordinary good man and a woman, you will worship the Buddha sincerely on weekdays and never do evil things.

Then this mantra of great compassion is just like an ordinary scripture, and it has no other effect than to calm people's minds.

And the more traitorous and evil people are, the more tormented their hearts will be when they hear this great mercy and compassion.

Not only that, but because the heart trembles and atrophies, the whole body will cramp and pain.

It seems that Fang Xiao Donor, maybe it is really some kind of "Demon Evil Star"!

When Fa Song and Fa Tan figured out this verse, they also put aside their compassion and recited the mantra one after the other.

Cheng Hui is even more determined. There is nothing wrong with speculating on his own, and these two uncles obviously no longer oppose him.

He saw the black shadow convulsing in pain, and he actually hit the paper screen with his body.

The more the incantation in Cheng Hui's mouth was recited, the more urgent he became, and the louder he recited, he stood up involuntarily.

And the black shadow twitched and slammed along with the tone of the gloomy and muffled voice.

Cheng Hui gradually sweated all over his head, and after a while, the other two eminent monks also stood up.

In this way, the gap between the internal forces of the three of them is clearly in front of them.

The internal strength of the two old monks was even deeper than that of Cheng Hui, so they could also sit on the futon for a while.

It's just that urging the "Great Compassion Mantra" is too laborious, and in the end, the top three monks of Shaolin are unable to maintain meditation.

In particular, the large beads of sweat on Cheng Hui's forehead kept falling, and the entire robe was soaked and stuck to his chest and back.

The two old monks weren't much better.

The beards and eyebrows of Fa Song and Fa Tan were also soaked, turning into strands of silver thread.

The side hall was originally full of smoke, but at this time, there was a salty smell.

If someone with poor concentration is in this side hall, he may not be able to help but gag.

And the black shadow "banged" painfully against the surrounding white screen.

Suddenly, with the last of its strength, the black image suddenly soared into the air, knocking three white screens open and jumping out.

Cheng Hui and the three of them saw a black shadow leap up, as if they were looking for a place to escape.

He stopped chanting the incantation and shouted, "It's now!"

Fa Song and Fa Tan also followed him with both palms and pressed together towards the black shadow.

Cheng Hui was afraid that his two uncles still had compassion in their hearts, so he hurriedly shouted: "The thief's martial arts are extremely high, don't let him escape!"

Fa Song and Fa Tan knew that the matter was serious, so they didn't leave any strength in their palms.

That black shadow is really not weak, and under the attack of the "Great Mercy and Great Compassion Mantra", it can still try to strike a death blow.

The six old palms pressed on the black shadow together, representing the highest force of the Shaolin Temple.

And the black shadow was constantly shaking in pain under the attack of the six palm forces.

In the end, I couldn't support it, and I hit the ground with a "coax", and I didn't move.

Cheng Hui was overjoyed in his heart, did this "murderous star" end so easily?

It was only at this moment that these three old monks could see the true face of the "black shadow".

I saw that it was a man dressed in this black dress.

Not only that, but even his head was covered with a black hood, and his face was covered with a black cloth.

It's just that this person looks shorter, and he doesn't look like the tall Fang Zhongjin.

Cheng Hui sighed in his heart, and couldn't help whispering: "What a mystery!"

He hurriedly leaped forward with an arrow, and reached out to remove the corpse's mask.

Under this look, Cheng Hui was shocked.

He hurriedly lifted the wrapping cloth on the corpse's head, and sure enough, it was Cheng Guangwa's bald head.

The person who died turned out to be Hong Wen!

At this moment, Cheng Xuan looked at the corpse of his apprentice in a daze.

Two doubts inevitably arose in my heart.

Why is it not Fang Zhongjin but Hong Wen who is trapped in the side hall?

Why could Hong Wen not be able to bear the "Great Compassion Mantra" and show the color of pain?

He sat down with several apprentices, each with their own characteristics. And this Hong Wen is the most reassuring to him.

Because Hong Wen is only about twenty-eight or nineteen years old, no matter his appearance or personality, he is as undazzling as an old man in his fifties and sixties.

He joined Shaolin when he was a teenager. He is honest and honest, and he is also talented in martial arts, so Cheng Hui accepted him as his apprentice.

Unexpectedly, this apprentice who reassured him the most turned out to be an evil-hearted person?

Fa Song and Fa Tan also looked at Cheng Hui suspiciously.

Fasong asked, "What's going on?"

They ignored the trivial matters of the temple for many years, but they also saw that the corpse on the ground should be a monk, not some donor.

Apparently they put so much effort into it and were wrong from the start!

Cheng Hui quickly sorted out these chaotic clues, and shouted loudly: "Hongji!

In fact, he wasn't sure if he could call these two apprentices.

But sure enough, I heard two people outside the side hall answer: "Yes! Master!"

These two sounds were faint, but they could be heard as someone shouted in response.

Because the walls of the main hall are extremely thick, this makes the sound weaker.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Hong Ji and Hong Du violently pushing open the wooden door of the side hall, and the one standing in the middle of them was Fang Zhongjin, who was intact.

Cheng Hui looked at Fang Zhongjin, who had been in a good time, and he was about to go crazy!

And Hong Ji and Hong Du suddenly saw Senior Brother Hong Wen lying on the ground dressed in black, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and they didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Hong Ji was already stunned, and Hong Du also opened his eyes sharply, looking at Cheng Hui incredulously.

Could it be that Hong Wen was actually killed by the master and his old man? What is this for?

Cheng Hui angrily pointed to the corpse on the ground and said, "Why is Hong Wen here?"

Hong Ji and Hong Du, who asked this, looked at each other.

If the master and the two uncles didn't know, they didn't know either.

Cheng Xuan was angry, and pointed angrily at Fang Zhongjin and said, "Has he always been by your side?"