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The little monk took the hand of the idiot monk, put it under his eyes and looked at it, and then touched it with his fingers, it was indeed very cold, almost close to the state of condensing ice, seeing this strange phenomenon, the little monk was also puzzled, and then shook his head.

Seeing this, the gray-robed man saw that they were surprised by the cold qi of his palm, and the expression on his face suddenly looked very proud, patted the palm of the cold air, shook it in front of his eyes, and said arrogantly: "I'm afraid!"

The idiot monk was just surprised by this set of palm techniques, but he was afraid that he couldn't talk about it, but when he saw the arrogant and proud appearance of the gray-robed man, he was so angry that he opened his mouth: "Afraid of you? After speaking, he stepped on his feet and rushed towards the gray-robed man.

The gray-robed man saw the obsessive monk rushing out again, so his palms rotated back and forth in the air, and the speed became faster and faster, and the power of his whole body seemed to have turned into the aura in his palms.

Seeing all this, the little monk with Huya in the back looked a little more solemn, and some were worried about the idiot.

"Bang bang!"

The palms of the left and right violently blasted out, and the offensive swept towards the idiot monk in waves, and every time the idiot received his palm, he felt that his palms were as cold as ice water, and the cold air continued to wrap his arms, but he took all the palm power of the gray-robed man.

The two fought in the open space in front of the west room for a while, and the idiot monk felt that the anger in his palm was getting weaker and weaker, his eyes widened, and he found the opportunity, and forced all his brute force to his arms, which suddenly swept towards his chest and smashed heavily into the chest of the gray-robed man.

"Bang!"

Like a brick being thrown out, he lay out on his back and fell heavily to the ground, and in an instant, a touch of blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth by the gray-robed man.

Seeing this, the idiot monk grinned, and a hint of mockery suddenly appeared on his face.

"Didn't you say I'm scared, what's the matter? Lie there and pretend to be dead! ”

The gray-robed man lay on his back on the ground, glanced at the idiot monk, and a mouthful of blood gushed out from his throat and sprayed on the pitch-black ground.

The disciples of the Bodhi Temple had already gathered around, and when they saw the second senior brother knocking down the gray-robed man, cheers rang out together.

The young men who were rolling around had also recovered their strength at this time, and when they saw the gray-robed man dying, they got up from the ground one by one, and ran to the gray-robed man's side.

"Big brother, how are you? Big brother, wake up!"

Seeing that the gray-robed man didn't say anything, the three of them swayed and lifted the gray-robed man lying on the ground, and rushed towards the entrance of the Bodhi Temple in an extremely embarrassed manner.

"I want to run!"

Seeing everyone running at high speed, the Mudun monk shouted, and then wanted to chase it, but was stopped by Zen Master Huiyuan standing in the east room.

Seeing this, the wooden dun monk did not chase after him.

At this time, in the place of the thatched house in the backyard, reflecting the moonlight, in the dark shadow of the dead tree, there were still two people hiding, and they had been paying attention to the sound of the front yard.

Hearing the sound of killing outside, I didn't dare to go out, but now I heard that it was quiet outside, so the two of them crept out of the backyard and looked around from time to time.

These two people were the young men who had led the way just now, and their expressions were very embarrassed at this time, and even they didn't want to smell the stench on their legs, so they pinched their noses and jumped towards the gate while carrying their trouser legs.

Shangguan Yuqing, who was standing at the west gate, had forgotten to go to the thatched house after such a long fight, and suddenly thought of it at this time, so he pulled Yun'er next to him and walked to the backyard.

Just as they walked to the corner, they happened to meet these two young men, and they were instantly startled, and at the same time, a foul smell came to their faces, almost suffocating.

"Ahh

"Who's there?" Yun'er also shouted, and then the two of them couldn't help but cover their noses and mouths at the same time, wondering: "Why is it so stinky!"

The rest of the disciples who heard the sound also came quickly, and the two young men were a little frightened in an instant when they saw this, and there were dozens of eyes staring at them together in the dim moonlight.

Just when they were still worried about their safety, they saw this group of people, covering their noses, shaking their heads and running away, accompanied by the sound of vomiting from time to time, one by one into their ears.

Seeing this, the two of them looked at each other in confusion, never expecting that it was the disgusting stench that saved them, and then laughed with joy on their faces, and staggered towards the gate of Bodhi Temple.

......

After last night's incident, the people of Bodhi Temple didn't know that those people were Ben Zhuo Yifan, and they all thought they were ordinary border thieves, so they didn't continue to investigate, and after that, Bodhi Temple was as calm as before.

Since the melting of the Zen staff, Zhuo Yifan has come to Bodhi Temple again, and it has been almost two months here.

For the young man who had just come to learn martial arts, the forging and improvement in the past two months had enhanced his martial arts and physique a lot.

Of course, this also benefited from the competition between other disciples. Needless to say, the senior brother and the second senior brother, the other senior brothers also played an indispensable role in creating an atmosphere of martial arts practice.

Zhuo Yifan is here to hear and see, and he is taught by the master's words and deeds, it is difficult to make progress without thinking. Therefore, Zhuo Yifan at the moment is also a little skilled.

At noon, the monk Mudun was greedy again, and pulled Zhuo Yifan out to satisfy his hunger. Originally, Zhuo Yifan didn't want to come out, but he heard Mu Dun say that he wanted to teach him a set of martial arts, but there was one condition, that is, he must be relieved.

For Zhuo Yifan, in this environment, only martial arts can impress him, so he agreed, so he had this trip - to take the monk Mudun to Bocheng downtown for a big meal.

Zhuo Yifan and Monk Mudun walked lazily in the market of Bocheng, looking at the endless flow of people, they were very excited, after all, they hadn't come out for two months. The taverns on both sides of the bazaar, the hawkers selling things in a long tone, and the noisy and lonely courtyards of Bodhi Temple, were obviously a noisy and lively scene, which made their mood soar.

When the monk saw the wide variety of snacks on the street and the fragrant wine, his eyes were already shining, he was hungry, and he swallowed saliva from time to time.

Suddenly, Monk Mudun saw a restaurant appear in front of the market. Looking inside, the table in the restaurant is lined with cooked meat and sake, and the aroma of meat and sake is constantly wafting.

The red-faced guests were feasting and feasting, looking at their mouths full of oil and the splashed wine in front of them, the monk smacked his lips and said, "Senior Brother Yifan, I want to eat meat, I want to drink." ”

Then with expectant and even a little begging eyes, he pitifully waited for Zhuo Yifan's response. (To be continued.) )