Chapter 171: Southern Shaolin Lu Xiu
Hearing this, Nameless was startled, and jumped to the back, Yingyue blocked in front of Nameless, and the rest of the women surrounded the killers with sticks.
The other party saw that Nameless had stopped, and he also stopped, put the stick in front of him, and smiled, "The Easy Hero really lives up to his reputation, even the bloodthirsty madman has been subdued by you, which is really terrifying." "It's funny and strange to say it in a old-fashioned way.
"Are you?" asked Nameless cautiously, and he could see that the other party had no ill intentions
"The poor monk Nan Shaolin is a monk, Lu Xiu is also, and he has seen the hero. With these words, the killer took off the black veil mask on his head, revealing a bald head, which turned out to be a monk,
This monk has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, his eyes are bright, his grade looks like he is only in his twenties, the realm is already in the middle of the Great Perfection, and the skill of Yingyue is the same, and he has reached the perfection realm at a young age, and he is really beautiful in the forest.
"Hello Master Lu. Nameless hurried to return the salute,
Nameless can instinctively feel that this Lu Xiu Buddha is profound, righteous Xuanyuan, should be a high-ranking monk, but I don't know why he is in the Heavenly Providence City killer.
"Ake has seen Master Lu Xiu. "Akoshli.
"Yan Miao Miao has seen Master Lu!" Yan Miao bowed.
"Is it from Shaolin Temple? Do you want to participate in the Ten Thousand Poisons Conference!" Long Yan'er is about to become a demon obstacle for the Ten Thousand Poisons Conference, and she wants to invite her to participate as long as she can.
"Good bald!" Xiao Yan was not polite at all, "Southern Shaolin's, is the mentally handicapped Zen master still there?" Xiao Yan seemed to be very familiar with the southern sect.
"The smart Zen master is very good, and he still talks about Xiaoyanzi not stealing incense money from Nan Shaolin," Lu Xiu smiled and replied, it seems that Nan Shaolin and Xiao Yan have intersected.
"Cut, who went to steal the incense money, I just returned the fat and ointment of those big families to the people, that mentally retarded Zen master is too serious. Xiao Yan stubbornly refused to admit it.
"But it's always bad to steal the Buddha's money. Lu Xiu told Xiao Yan's old news.
"You also stole the monk's money?" Nameless was surprised.
"Cut, don't say anything. Xiao Yan turned her face away.
"Is this a monk? It's amazing!" Murong Mingqian saw the monk for the first time and said in surprise, "By the way, monk, do you have anything to do with the lama?" Murong Mingqian was a little rude.
The nameless face was embarrassed, except for Ah Ke and Yan Miaomiao, the rest of the women looked very rude.
"This is Murong Mingqian, who has been in the Western Regions for a long time and has never been to the Central Plains, the master is not strange!"
"Yingyue has seen Monk Lu Xiu, is it still not allowed for women to enter in Nanshaolin now?" Yingyue asked strangely.
"Now female pilgrims can go, there was a fire five hundred years ago, which almost burned down Southern Shaolin, and then the female benefactor can go" Lu Xiu replied, this seems to be a secret story of Southern Shaolin.
"Why does the donor look familiar, as if he has seen it somewhere?" Lu Xiu was stunned when he looked at Yingyue, as if he remembered something.
"It's good to learn a lesson, it's a nasty rule," Yingyue said curtly
"Has the donor ever been to South Shaolin, by the way, there is a portrait in South Shaolin that is very similar to the donor, saying that it is the culprit of the fire in South Shaolin, but that portrait is five hundred years old," Lu Xiu asked strangely.
"Coincidence, coincidence. Nameless listened to the sweat and came down, how could these girls around him be similar to the demon king of the mixed world, stealing money and setting fires.
"These are the ladies, which made Master Lu smile. When Nameless spoke, he felt hot on his face, and he was not going to go to Southern Shaolin in this life.
"The three brilliant in the world, the six fairies are free, and they are indeed worthy of their reputation, and the poor monks have seen it. Lu Xiu was a little embarrassed to see Nameless, and kindly comforted Nameless,
"Don't dare to be, by the way, what's the master?" The girls and Nameless had the same doubts, why did Lu Xiu, a senior monk of Southern Shaolin, mix up with the killers of Providence City?
"Yingge Fang!" Lu Xiu shook his head and said three words.
It turned out that Yinggefang was notorious in the south of the Yangtze River, and it was rumored that Yinggefang was abducting and selling people, and the interior was extremely dark, and the sky was angry and resentful.
Southern Shaolin sat in the south, heard about the evil deeds of Yinggefang, and sent people to investigate, but what is strange is that those who went to investigate have gone and never returned, and some of them can send back one or two pieces of information, and more is that there is no news, as if the world has evaporated.
Nan Shaolin paid more attention to this, and reported it to Kudu Zen Master, but the reply was surprising, Kudu Zen Master said that Yingge Fang was very involved, and Nan Shaolin should pay more attention to it, don't get into trouble, and at the same time spread that Nan Shaolin sat down and his disciple Lu Xiu returned to Kuzen Temple to study and deal with the arrival of heavenly demons.
Although Lu Xiu was in the Buddha Hall, he was enthusiastic about the world and was good at managing injustices, and he was very puzzled when he heard such an order, so he simply explored the secret Yingge Workshop alone, and wanted to solve the matter of Yingge Workshop and then return to Kuzen Temple.
Lu Xiu, who did some exploration of Yinggefang, found that Yinggefang is indeed very mysterious, and there are many forces behind it, it is a big mountain in the south of the Yangtze River, black and white, although there is no void period in it, but there are only three or four masters of the consummation realm, and they are deeply related to the government.
The lost Lu Xiu was ready to go to the Kuzen Temple, but he happened to meet a rebel monk from Southern Shaolin and became the killer of Providence City.
Lu Xiu was worried about the people of Yansui, disguised as a killer, but he was still a step late, there was already a big case in Yansui Town, and at the same time, the poison gas spread, and the antidote to the poison gas was on the bloodthirsty demon maniac, so Lu Xiu stayed, ready to have the opportunity to steal the antidote and rescue the people, but before he could do it, he happened to be chased by Nameless and others, and they met together.
"No hero, the case in Yansui Town seems to be behind Yinggefang, listen to rumors, the Zhejiang Party in the DPRK wants to investigate Yinggefang, and the old Shen of the Shen Family Pavilion who was killed has always been the leader of the Zhefang Party in the DPRK, Yinggefang planned this bloody case, with the intention of killing a hundred people, the evil party is in charge, and the people suffer. Lu Xiu sighed, as a monk, he was still compassionate.
"Well," Nameless said in his heart, as expected, there is a court guard in Yingge Fang, and there are cult thugs below, I am afraid that it will be difficult to investigate even when the emperor is a prince, and there is no way to even catch the gods.
"There are some things that we martial arts people can't handle, and now we still have to save the people of Yansui Town first. Nameless sighed, not wanting to say more.
"By the way, the antidote is on the madness?" Nameless and the others remembered the bloodthirsty demon who was ignited by Yingyue, and were about to find the antidote, when they suddenly heard a cry from outside the forest.
"Joyful Hero, Hundred Flowers Joyful Lord, where are you? Joyful Hero!" the voice was anxious and miserable, but it was like a child's voice.
This voice seemed to have heard it, and hurriedly followed the sound to find it, but found that the little catcher, Li Hongji and Huang Lai'er were covered with scars, their clothes were torn and tattered, and they were crying while looking aimlessly.
"Huang Lai'er, what's wrong with you?" asked Nameless as he hurriedly flew over.
"My father, he was arrested by the officers and soldiers of Hangzhou Prefecture!" little Huang Lai'er cried