Hong Yuan, the old abbot of Shaolin Temple, was passing by the small courtyard of Ji Chu's house, and Hong Yuan was followed by seven or eight monks, most of whom were young. One of the monks was about forty years old, although he was a little old, but his expression was extremely resolute, he was the eldest disciple of Abbot Hongyuan, Pu Neng.

Pu Neng has been in Shaolin Temple since he was a child, and he practiced fingering hard in the forty spring and autumn seasons, and one finger of Shaolin 72 stunts and Dazhi Wuding Finger has been practiced by him to perfection. This time, the old abbot Hong Yuan came to Nanjing to participate in the Purple Mountain Alliance, and he also followed.

The leader of the martial arts alliance has a good relationship with the old abbot Hong Yuan, and Hong Yuan has not returned since Lan Gongpei was killed, and he wants to bring the murderer of Lan Gongpei to justice. Now Hong Yuan heard that Zhou Jinyu had fled to Suzhou, so they did not return to Henan but followed them to Suzhou.

Pu Neng saw a few traces of blood floating in the river beside the road, and there seemed to be someone moving under the water, and he wanted to surface, so he reported to the old abbot: "Master, you see that there seem to be people under the water!"

Hong Yuan looked into the river in the direction that Pu Neng pointed, and saw that there was really someone moving under the water, so he said: "Amitabha! Saving people's lives is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, who is willing to go into the water to save that donor?"

A young monk behind him said, "Master, wait a while, disciple will go back when he goes." With that, he jumped into the water.

After leaning less, the monk floated out of the water, and it was Ji Chu who was carrying it on his back.

The rest of the monks joined hands and pulled the young monk and Ji Chu ashore in the water.

Ji Chu's whole body hurt terribly, but her mind was very clear, although she was hit by seven nail bone needles on her body, she didn't forget to say in a trembling voice: "Thank you masters for saving your life." ”

Hong Yuan asked, "Where is the female benefactor injured?"

Ji Chu said: "I was hit by seven nail bone needles on my body, but the nail bone needles all deviated from the direction, only into the flesh, but not through the bones, presumably there is no big problem, I just pulled it out myself." ”

Ji Chu gritted his teeth and said that the seven nail bone needles were pulled out in turn, and there was only some blood on his body, but it did not hurt his muscles and bones.

Pu Neng saw that the seven nail bone needles were all a few inches away from the vital acupuncture points, so he said: "I don't know who the female donor met? ”

Ji Chu had already discovered that these nail bone needles were hit in some innocuous places, so he instructed himself: "It's strange to say, why did Xiao Xiaotian show mercy since he made a move?"

Pu Neng heard that Ji Chu was actually fighting with Na Xiao Xiaotian, and couldn't help but be a little surprised: "Then Yelu Hanyan is also nearby?"

Ji Chu said: "He must still be in Suzhou, it was he who killed my husband." After speaking, he was about to crawl back to the courtyard to see the dead husband, and the two monks around him hurriedly helped Ji Chu up and went to the small courtyard together.

Ji Chu saw that Ye Can's body was still drenched in the rain, and he couldn't restrain it anymore, so he pushed the monk who was supporting her away and lay on Ye Can in pain: "I should die with you, only the living are so painful..."

Hong Yuan saw that Ji Chu was crying so sadly, so he stepped forward and said, "Amitabha, people can't be resurrected after death, and I hope that the female benefactor won't be too sad." ”

Ji Chu was still immersed in great grief, and said to her dead husband: "But it's good that I'm alive, as long as I have a breath left, I will find those two demons and die with them!"

Hong Yuan said again: "Please also ask the female benefactor to mourn, let's carry Ling Xianggong home first." ”

When Ji Chu heard Hong Yuan say this, she remembered that her husband Ye Can's body was still drenched in the rain, she looked a little flustered, and her eyes looked at her husband with pity: "Let's go, let's go into the house..."

Pu Neng and a few monks helped Ji Chu carry Ye Can's body back to the main house, and covered it with a straw mat. Ji Chu saw that several monks were still standing underground, and hurriedly said, "Thank you for saving your life, all masters, please take a seat." ”

Hong Yuan sat on a chair and asked, "Then since Yelu Hanyan has been here, presumably the female benefactor and Ling Xianggong must have something special?"

Ji Chu said: "Don't hide it from the master, my father-in-law and I did learn some swordsmanship in our early years, but we have been retired for many years, and we have no holiday with this Yelu Hanyan, I don't know why he is such a killer?"

Hong Yuan said: "That Yelu Hanyan just killed his enemy at the beginning, and his enemy has already been killed, and now he is probably addicted to killing!"

Ji Chu couldn't believe it: "I don't understand! Can killing people be addicted?"

Hong Yuan said: "The female donor doesn't know, the Chixiao Sword in Yelu Hanyan's hand is full of the White Emperor's resentment, the more people he kills, the heavier the White Emperor's resentment, I'm afraid that Yelu Hanyan has been controlled by that resentment, and every rainy day he wants to smell the smell of blood!"

Ji Chu said: "No matter what, I will also seek revenge on him, if I die, presumably Jin Yu will not sit idly by!"

Hong Yuan was a little surprised: "What the female donor said was Zhou Jinyu?"

Ji Chu said: "Exactly! That's my nephew." ”

Hong Yuan said: "Have you ever heard that Lan Gongpei, the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, was killed by this Yelu Hanyan and Zhou Jinyu?"

Ji Chu said: "I'm afraid the master has misunderstood, the death of this Blue Alliance Lord has nothing to do with my nephew Zhou Jinyu, but someone else." ”

Hong Yuan said: "How does the female donor know the inside story?"

Ji Chu said: "Zhou Jinyu came to my house today, and he told me about it, and it can be seen that he was wronged. ”

Hong Yuan nodded slightly and said: "Lao Wei has also seen Zhou Jinyu, the person who killed the Lord of the Blue Alliance is indeed not like him, can the female benefactor tell Lao Wei what happened to him, so as to give your master and nephew justice." ”

Ji Chu told Hong Yuan what Zhou Jinyu said today, and said again: "I hope that the abbot master can uphold justice and return my nephew to an innocent man, and it is the villain Qin Lang who should really be wanted for the heroes of the world." ”

Hong Yuan said: "If it is really as the female benefactor said, Zhou Jinyu is afraid that he has indeed been framed, and if Rong Lao Wei investigates in detail, he will definitely find out about this matter." ”

Ji Chu reluctantly bowed to Hong Yuan with his hand on the table and said, "In this way, I will wait for my nephew to thank the abbot master." ”

Pu Neng hurriedly got up and helped Ji Chu to sit down again and said, "The female donor is injured, so there is no need to be so polite." Then he asked Hong Yuandao, "What should we do next?"

Ji Chu said: "My nephew is going to Nanjing now, I'm worried that he is not Qin Lang's opponent, you masters don't have to worry about me, I'm just a little flesh wounded, and I will get better soon." ”

Hong Yuan took out a white-glazed porcelain bottle from his arms, sealed the mouth of the bottle with a red cloth, and handed it to Ji Chudao: "I think it is best for us to return to Nanjing to investigate this matter thoroughly, and ask the female benefactor to apply this gold sore medicine to the wound first, and it will heal soon." ”

Ji Chu took the golden sore medicine with both hands and said, "Thank you, Master Abbot." ”

Hong Yuan and the others sat at Ji Chu's house for a while, and several disciples helped Ji Chu bury Ye Can on Tiger Hill Mountain in the northwest of Suzhou City.

As soon as dawn broke and the rain had not stopped, Hong Yuan, Pu Neng and other disciples got up and rushed to the Purple Mountain in Nanjing.

Ji Chu sent Hong Yuan and the others away, leaning on the door frame alone, letting the thin rain lap on his face, his moist eyes were full of melancholy...