After Fang Zhongjin met the old monk Chenghui on the stone path, he did not return immediately.

He waited in the woods until midnight before he went to the meditation room where he lived.

It's too early at the moment, and there isn't even a monk outside who does morning classes.

Although Fang Zhongjin controlled his steps very lightly, he walked towards the main entrance of the meditation room openly.

When he opened the door, the man did not enter the room, but turned around very quickly.

Sure enough, the doors on both sides were opened. Hong Ji and Hong Wen's two bald heads poked out of the door.

It's just that what the two of them saw in their eyes was that Fang Zhongjin got up earlier than usual to open the door.

Hong Ji yawned and said, "Brother Fang is so early today, it's not morning class yet." ”

Fang Zhongjin said with a tepid face: "After the loud noise outside in the middle of the night, I haven't been able to fall asleep again. ”

When he said this, Hong Wen's face showed a moment of embarrassment.

Yesterday he kept saying that the big bronze bell was fine, but he didn't expect that in the middle of the night, he really fell down, and rolled down the slope.

It's just that this embarrassment is fleeting, and Hong Wen's face regains his smiling and loyal appearance.

Hong Ji said again: "Brother Fang, you can sit in the house for a while." Today is Senior Brother Hong Ji replacing me. Wait for him to come. ”

Fang Zhongjin nodded and said yes, then turned over and went back to the house.

The fact that he was not in the house that night did not make Hong Ji and Hong Wen suspicious after all.

After a while, Hong Du, who always likes to be suspicious, came to replace Hong Ji.

When he learned that the clock had suddenly fallen at night, his eyes immediately narrowed.

He went under the wooden frame of the bell and carefully looked at the rope port for a long time, but finally failed to grasp any handle.

The gap in the short rope was uneven, and it was clear that someone could not have cut it with a sword.

It seems that it is really because it has been too long, and it will naturally break off.

Fang Zhongjin leaned on the door frame, taking in what Hong Du had done.

Last night, he used the broken straw mat as a hidden weapon, and cut the bell rope stitch by needle, so that the rope could be cut and the incision was rough.

What's more, before Fang Zhongjin was moved into the Zen room, the Shaolin monks had already thoroughly cleaned the place.

Hong Du also knew that it was impossible for him to come into contact with any weapons, so he could only let go of the doubts in his heart after all.

Fang Zhongjin secretly said in his heart that he was lucky. This trick is no longer possible, but it finally did not arouse the suspicion of others.

You must know that the broken seat was originally unmistakable, and it was all poured into Fang Zhongjin's internal force before it could be launched like a steel needle.

It is also necessary to persevere, cutting a thick rope in the distance bit by bit.

This not only tests Fang Zhongjin's accuracy and internal strength, but also tests Fang Zhongjin's patience.

Hong Du naturally didn't expect Fang Zhongjin to have such ability and patience.

What's more, Zhongjin is staying in the house right now, and Hong Ji and Hong Du can also testify for him, and they didn't "hear" Fang Zhongjin going out all night.

Hong Du was finally convinced of Fang Zhongjin's "innocence", but he still said with a cold face: "What are you waiting for, it's time to go to the morning class!"

Fang Zhongjin was originally holding his arms, but at this moment, he suddenly showed a smile and said, "Isn't it just waiting for you!"

With that, he straightened up and walked towards the temple of meditation.

This smile seemed to see contempt in Hong Du's sharp eyes.

Hong Du's face became colder, and he snorted and quickly followed.

On this day, Fang Zhongjin and the others had a morning class as usual, and then walked towards the introspection hall.

They were only halfway through when suddenly a young man and hurried towards them.

Fang Zhongjin took a look and recognized this young monk's Dharma name Wuming. On the first day he woke up, he scratched his face due to the stone chips stirred up by Fang Zhongjin, and his face was covered with blood.

Two or three days have passed, and the blood stains on Wuming's face have long been washed away.

But the deep scars on his face still crawled and were shocking to see.

Wuming is Hongdu's apprentice. When he saw Fang Zhongjin at a glance, he instinctively shuddered.

But there was something important to report, so he still walked to Hongdu and said, "Master, please take a step to speak......

When Hong Du heard this, a pair of eyeballs hidden under one eyelid turned around and said, "I am ordered by the abbot not to leave this Fang benefactor for a moment.

If you have anything to say, say it right here. ”

The Wuming monk involuntarily glanced at Fang Zhongjin and continued, "There is a commotion at the mountain gate.

The comer and the monk fought again...... This time, Master Chengming's uncle happened to be on the side. You know his old man's temper, and he is ...... The visitors fought.

I don't know if the visitor will suffer, this matter is urgent, and the apprentice can only come to report to the master!"

Wu Ming came in a hurry all the way, and now he finished the whole paragraph breathlessly, and he couldn't control the look on Fang Zhongjin's face.

Seeing a playful smile on Fang Zhongjin's face, he was inexplicably worried, so he lowered his head and didn't know what he was hiding.

Fang Zhongjin wanted to laugh a little in his heart. I'm afraid that there are more than 1,000 monks in Shaolin Temple, except for the unpredictable Hong Wen, others are really not very good at lying.

Looking at Wuming's aura, it was clear that he wanted to tell Fang Zhongjin what he said. But he said it in a secretive way.

A person who does not lie tells a lie and reveals more information than when he tells the truth.

Hong Du pondered for a long time, and said to Hong Wen: "I'm afraid things are different, I need to go to the mountain gate."

But I can't do without ...... here Why don't we go to the mountain gate first?

How about we go back to the Hall of Introspection when the matter is settled?"

Hong Du asked about Hong Wen, and did not give Fang Zhongjin a chance to choose.

Hong Wen is gentle and easy-going on weekdays. This time, he will not disobey Senior Brother Hongdu, who is in charge of affairs in the temple.

He folded his hands and said, "Let's go quickly, don't miss a big thing." ”

After saying that, the two of them took Fang Zhongjin and turned their heads to walk towards the mountain gate.

Fang Zhongjin watched the two of them act, obviously he had to go if he didn't go.

Anyway, although I don't know what the Shaolin Temple or Cheng Hui has in mind.

But this one is clearly aimed at himself, and Fang Zhongjin made up his mind to make a move. No matter how big this Shaolin Temple is, it can't easily hurt him.

When the four of them came to the left side of the mountain gate, they heard the sound of fighting.

As soon as Fang Zhongjin heard the sound of whips waving and the sound of women cheering in the air, he knew that the so-called "visitor" was undoubtedly Jiang Dai.

She came to Shaolin Temple a few days ago to make trouble, I don't know why she came today?

Hong Du and the others didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, they only took Fang Zhongjin and stood far away, and did not step forward to stop the people who were fighting.

Fang Zhongjin was also watching from a distance.

It turned out to be two people who were fighting. One of them was indeed Jiang Dai.

It's just that she is not as arrogant as a few days ago, but she has been repeatedly frustrated and difficult to support.

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