He Zhuowu settled down in the guest house of Wanmu Temple, and then went to the mountain gate to lead Hei Feng to the stable in the temple, and went back to the guest house to lie on the bed, wanting to sleep but how to sleep?

The faces of the two beautiful sisters, Zhao Duxue and Ji Sisi, kept appearing in their minds.

For a while, I thought about how sad and sad Sister Sisi would be, and for a while, I wondered how Sister Twilight wanted me to marry her.

Tossing and turning, I don't know what time to sleep.

The next day, the morning bell of Wanmu Temple and the sound of monks doing morning classes failed to wake He Zhuowu up.

It wasn't until the third pole of the day, half-asleep and half-awake, that there were roars one after another, and our second son barely opened his eyes.

He sat up with great difficulty, was stunned for a while, calmed down, and heard clearly that the roar was the monk in the temple practicing, so he was stunned for a while, yawned and stretched, and then he got out of bed!

He opened the door and saw a wooden bucket beside the door, which contained half a bucket of water, which should be prepared for him by the temple for washing, and there was a food box next to it.

He opened it and took a look, only a bowl of porridge, two white flour steamed buns, and a small plate of pickles.

It's not disgusting, but his heart refuses, because he hasn't eaten breakfast of this configuration since he was born.

After slowly washing up, he began to eat, but he didn't expect that this coarse tea and light rice that was not favored by him tasted unexpectedly refreshing, and it actually made people have some aftertaste after eating!

I've eaten my meal, so why don't I make some of it?

He Zhuowu listened to the roar of the exercises, so he looked for it all the way.

The practice ground of Wanmu Temple is just behind the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and on both sides of the practice ground are the monks' houses.

There are twenty or thirty monks in Wanmu Temple, whether you are a bell and a drum, or a fire head, they all have to cultivate Buddhism and martial arts, which is also the temple rule established by Zhixin after becoming the abbot.

Of course, it is said that it is double cultivation, according to the responsibilities of each person or each has its own emphasis, like the monks who deal with daily affairs only practice some basic exercises before class in the morning and evening, mainly self-cultivation, and at the moment are still practicing in the martial arts arena is the full-time warrior monks in the temple, there are less than 20 people.

I saw them either practicing their legs, feet, fists, or playing with knives and sticks, showing their famous demeanor with one move and one style!

A sturdy monk wandered among them, and from time to time he pointed out his fingers and corrected them, and at a glance he knew that his cultivation was extraordinary......!

And the abbot of Zhixin sat cross-legged on the high steps, staring intently.

As soon as He Zhuowufu entered the arena, more than a dozen eyes shot at him, but they were not very friendly, only Abbot Zhixin smiled and nodded to him.

He didn't care, and after signaling to Abbot Zhixin and everyone, he sat down on a bench on the side to observe, but the warrior monks didn't move!

Zhixin gestured to Qianjue who was guiding in the field, and Qianjue glanced at He Zhuowu, turned around and shouted: "Continue to —!!!"

I don't know if it's intentional or not, this voice shook He Zhuowu's ears and his ears were buzzing, his brain was dizzy, and he couldn't help but turn his head to dodge.

Turning his head, He Zhuowu saw two monks squatting in the corner!

The posture of these two practitioners is more special, Zama is half squatting, raising both arms, in the form of a bully lifting a tripod, but they are not lifting a tripod, it is a big water tank!

Look at these two people again, aren't they the Qiande and Qiandao monks from last night?

Qiande and Qiandao raised a big water tank, and I don't know how long it has been lifted.

However, there is a small incense burner in front of each of them, and there is a stick of incense lit inside, which is already half burned.

The fat monk Qiandao was already very struggling at the moment, sweat was gushing like a spring, and his calves were trembling, but he would be tricky, using his head against the bottom of the cylinder, unloading a lot of weight for his arm, and the bald head was hard enough!

Qiande's situation is much better, except for his arms trembling slightly and sweating a lot, he doesn't move at all, which distinguishes the skill of the two.

He Zhuowu walked up to the two of them and said with a smile: "Hehe, the two senior brothers are early! I don't know which exercise this is practicing, it's so special!"

Qiande and Qiandao could not speak at this time, and could only respond with angry eyes: "Get out of the way! Don't make trouble!"

But He Zhuowu didn't seem to understand the meaning of their eyes, and watched them around, making the two monks nervous and sweating in a cold sweat.

He Zhuowu was tall and tiptoed a little to see if there was any water in the tank.

Wow! Full tank!

Qiandao's tank of water is especially beautiful, with the shaking of his body, it keeps swaying up and down, left and right, and it doesn't overflow the tank.

He Zhuowu stubbornly rose again, stood behind Qiandao, and shouted coldly: "Snake!"

Qiandao threw the cylinder as if it had been struck by lightning and jumped straight forward.

The water tank was very solid, and it didn't break when it fell on the stone brick floor, and it rolled forward while spitting water, and hit Qiande's leg impartially.

Qiande was shouted by He Zhuowu, although he was not frightened, but his mind was also panicked, his legs were loosened, and he was hit again, and he immediately couldn't stand steadily, and he shook a few steps before holding the water tank in his hand firmly on the ground, but the water in the tank had spilled a lot!

The effect of this prank was beyond He Zhuowu's expectations, he didn't know if this fat monk was afraid of snakes, but he didn't expect such a big reaction!

No, Qiandao was still nervously searching left and right, and asked, "Where is it? Where is the snake?"

He Zhuowu went over and patted Qiandao on the shoulder: "Senior brother, don't panic, there is no snake, I am teasing you!"

Qiandao was stunned for a moment, and then forgot that he was not an opponent, and greeted He Zhuowu's cheek with a fat fist!

This fist actually brought a wind whistle, like thunder, I don't know how much resentment he had!

He Zhuowu almost got hit, and just dodged his fist, Qiandao's leg arrived again, it was a kick, He Zhuowu didn't dodge, but Qiandao didn't kick - uh, because the leg was shorter!

Qiandao kicked in the air, and the strain was also fast, and he turned around and kicked his legs......

He Zhuowu dodged and wondered: This fat monk is much more energetic than last night, how much does this hate me?

"Stop!"

The abbot spat out two words softly, and Qiandao immediately stopped his hand, standing there panting, staring at He Zhuowu angrily.

"Qiande, Qiandao, you two fill up the water, change the incense, and be punished again!"

Dare to love these two people are not practicing, but being punished!

He Zhuowu faintly felt that nine times out of ten it was related to his breaking into the temple last night.

"Senior brother, it's no wonder that we are all wrong!" Qian Dao pointed at He Zhuowu, trying to justify.

Qian Jue glanced at him and said, "I don't have enough concentration, I can't complain about others!"

Qiande did not argue, and despite his helpless expression, he still drew water from the well and poured it into the tank without saying a word, and even Qiandao's was filled together.

The two unfortunate men each lit another stick of incense, stood behind the tank, tied their waists, wrapped their arms around the cylinder, and moved to their legs with all their strength.

"Slow!" He Zhuowu walked up to Zhixin and said, "Dare to ask the master, why are these two senior brothers punished?"

Zhixin said: "Since the donor asks this, I'm afraid I guess that it has something to do with the donor!"

He Zhuowu pretended to be confused, and pretended to be surprised: "Oh, has something to do with me, and ask the master to make it clear!"

Zhixin smiled and said: "There is a bronze bell hanging at the mountain gate of my temple, and the donor will be no stranger." ”

"Well, yes. ”

"When someone breaks into the temple, you must ring the bell to warn, this is also the temple rules of my temple, the donor came to the temple last night, but the two of them only cared about fighting, forgot to ring the bell, so they were punished here today. ”

"Hey——!" He Zhuowu sighed and said, "Master, your place is good, but there are more strange rules, I am afraid that the bell has not rang for decades, and it is understandable to forget it for a while! In this way, I will intercede for the two senior brothers, and the rest of the punishment will be waived!"

Zhixin was still smiling, but shook his head decisively.

"Donor, the two of us violated the rules of the temple and deserve to be punished, please don't ask again!"

It was Qiande who spoke, and Qiandao glanced at He Zhuowu again, which means who wants you to come here to cry rats!

While speaking, the two of them exerted force at the same time, and the water tank was off the ground......

He Zhuowu thought to himself: Yo, little look! I'm here to ask for you to intercede, and if you are upset, then you will ask for your own hardship!

But looking at the bodies of the two people who trembled even more, he finally felt unbearable, and shouted again: "Slow!"

Before the words fell, the people had rushed to Qiande and Qiandao, and his hands rushed out and pressed the two water tanks back to the ground.

Qiande and Qiandao still want to rise again, but they can't move a single bit!

He Qianshan said: "This matter started because of me, and it was also because I tricked the two senior brothers that I overturned the water tank, and I will be punished for them, master, do you think it?"

"Well, being punished for eliminating karma and sacrificing oneself for others is all in line with my Buddhist teachings. Zhixin stroked his long beard, nodded, and said to Qianjue, "Qianjue, as a precept deacon, what do you think?"

Qian Jue glanced at He Zhuowu, and for some reason there seemed to be some joy in his eyes!

"Uncle Abbot, Qianjue also thinks that it is okay for the two junior disciples to be punished, but I heard that the Lord He Shi's divine power is amazing, and his martial arts are high, and it seems that punishing him for the top cylinder seems to be too underestimated to him, it is better to let him and his nephew have a trick, if he can be undefeated within ten moves, he will be exempted from punishment, so good?"

"Great!

Without waiting for Zhixin to speak, He Zhuowu said yes and walked to the center of the venue.

The joy in Qianjue's eyes was even greater, and Abbot Zhixin did not disappoint him, nodding in acquiescence.

The other monks in the field automatically and consciously withdrew along with the guys who were practicing the exercises, leaving an open space of four or five zhang square for the two of them.

"I don't know if the Lord He is good at weapons or fists and feet? ”

"It doesn't matter, I can play it, but the sword has no eyes, and it will inevitably hurt the master by mistake, let's compare our fists and feet!"

Qianjue smiled: "Very good! Donor, please do your best, the little monk will stop at the point." ”

He Zhuowu was laughing, and he laughed with disdain: Since I was a child, except for my brother Zhuo Wen and Du Jiaoxi, I have never lost a fight! In last night's fight, I already knew in my heart that the thousand monks of Wanmu Temple were two pounds, and even if they were outstanding among them, they would never be my opponents, and they could beat me within ten moves?

Qianjue was also smiling, with a sneer hanging from the corner of his mouth: I wanted to teach you a lesson last night, but I was worried that I didn't have a chance, so I sent it to the door myself, so I let you see my Qianjue methods!

Both are confident, but apparently, someone is overconfident!