At this time, there was a sound of footsteps in the distance, and the two turned their heads to look, but saw that the dead Xiao Mo was carrying three cleaned hares walking towards this side. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"It turns out that the deceased son went to look for food, but I don't know where the matchmaker who came last night went?" Huang Xiang asked after seeing the deceased Xiaomo.

Dead Xiao Mo paused, he silently glanced at the two,

"Gone!"

"Gone?" Huang Xiang's eyes were full of doubts, but since Xiao Mo didn't want to say anything more, she didn't want to ask again. As for Ming Daohong, she didn't like the matchmaker who was frivolous in words and frivolous at the beginning, and she couldn't wait for people to leave at the moment.

Then the three of them roasted the hare, filled their stomachs, and set off.

Two months later, after a long journey, the three of them came to the Songshan Shaolin Temple in Mongolia.

Shaolin Temple was built in the 19th year of Taihe in the Northern Wei Dynasty, which was built by Emperor Xiaowen in order to settle the Indian monk Batuo Venerable whom he admired, at the northern foot of Shaomu Mountain in Songshan opposite the capital Luoyang. Through the ages, it has now become the ancestral court of Buddhism.

Due to the closure of the temple, the door of the Shaolin Temple is not open on weekdays, and the three of them came to the front and back of the temple gate, and Huang Xiang knocked lightly.

"Tuk Tuk!"

"Squeak~"

A small novice came out of the door, he looked at the three people outside the door, and then made a Buddhist salute, and said to a few people: "Shaolin is not a guest, a few donors, please go back!"

"Little master, the three of us have heard the name of Shaolin for a long time, and we are here to see you today, and the little master will also make it convenient. "Huang Xiang came all the way to this Shaolin Mountain, in order to see the rumored Shaolin, where is he willing to leave because of the sentence of the little monk in front of him?

"Female donor!" Xiao Shami once again made a Buddhist salute, and said kindly: "Shaolin has been closed for many years, and the abbot has instructed that no matter what the purpose of the person who comes, he will not see it, so why should the female benefactor make me embarrassed." ”

Ming Daohong saw that he was verbose and didn't let the three of them in, so he said: "Little monk, the three of us are sincerely coming to the Buddha, you haven't reported to your abbot, you want us to go, if you say it, who will come to you to offer incense in the future!"

"Amitabha. At this time, a deep voice came from the temple, and the little novice quickly turned around and saluted, "Abbot!"

The three of them looked through the crack in the door, only to see an old monk come to the door, he said to the three of them: "Three donors, there are many miscellaneous things in the temple, and it is inconvenient to entertain guests, please go back!"

"Master Abbot ......"

Huang Xiang wanted to say more, but the old monk refused again:

"Three donors, please go back!"

There was no room for negotiation in the tone. The three of them glanced at each other, and had no choice but to turn around and leave.

On the way down the mountain, Ming Daohong scolded with an unhappy face: "What is the Shaolin Temple, we have worked so hard to come from so far away, and we are not even allowed to enter the door, Sister Huang, Sister Yangyan, tell me, what is the reason!"

"Sister Daohong, just say a few words, I heard my father and mother say that Shaolin is the ancestral land of Buddhism, and the monks in the temple are all monks who have no desires. In the past, there were many Shaolin pilgrims, and the novice elders were the most kind. The abbot didn't let us enter the temple, presumably as he said, he had his own troubles. ”

"What kind of trouble, I think the monks here are some unreasonable people, do they have any treasures hidden in the temple? I'm afraid that we won't be able to rob them?" Ming Daohong still couldn't let go.

She is a weak woman who doesn't even have martial arts, and followed the two to this Shaolin Temple, although she is not as full of respect and yearning for Shaolin as the dead Xiao Mo and Huang Xiang, but the pain of the car and horses along the way, only her feelings are the truest. Now that this wish to enter the temple cannot be achieved, her resentment is naturally her greatest.

"There are no treasures, but there is supreme martial arts!" Dead Xiaomo listened to her complaint and said coldly beside her.

"Martial arts, who is rare!" Ming Daohong pursed his lips, "A group of stingy bald donkeys!"

And Huang Xiang and the dead Xiao Mo are silent, because they are here for the martial arts of the origin of Shaolin Temple. Although the secret book of martial arts is ironclad and invisible, if you can learn from the monks in the temple, it will also be extremely beneficial to your martial arts cultivation.

The three of them returned disappointed, and they were all depressed on the way down the mountain.

At this time, there was a person in front of the three people coming up the hill. It was a young man with a pointed forehead and a thin neck, broad chest and long legs, and big eyes and ears. In addition, there are three thousand troubles on the top of his head, and he is not a Shaolin monk at first glance.

"Eh, this big brother, there are no guests in Shaolin Temple, you don't have to go up, you should go down the mountain with us!" Ming Daohong saw this person who came up the mountain, and kindly reminded him.

The young man was walking and looking down about his own business, when he suddenly heard someone talking, so he looked up. It's okay not to look at this, but I was immediately stunned when I saw it.

Ming Daohong saw his expression, followed his gaze, and saw that this young man was looking at Sister Huang beside him, who was meeting a lewd person for himself at the moment.

"Hey, where are your eyes looking, I can warn you, Sister Huang is good at martial arts, if you look again, be careful of your eyeballs. ”

"Ah?!" The young man was awakened by her words, and he panicked for a moment, he hurriedly waved his hand and said: "No, no, no, girl, don't misunderstand, I just see that this sister is very familiar, not what you think." ”

"Familiar? Sister Huang is so beautiful, of course you look familiar, I'm afraid you wish you were as familiar as possible with Sister Huang!" Ming Daohong pursed his lips and looked at the young man with a sneering look.

"Sister Daohong. Huang Xiang stopped him: "Sister Daohong, don't ridicule him anymore, since he said that he looks at me familiarly, we might as well listen to him and talk about how to be familiar." ”

"Yes, yes, yes, I am not lying before. The young man heard Huang Xiang say good things for himself, so he hurriedly agreed.

"Hmph, then tell me, how do you know Sister Huang?" Ming Daohong still didn't believe it.

The young man looked at Huang Xiang, lowered his head and recalled for a moment, and then asked, "Did this sister go to Huashan seven years ago?"

"Huashan?" Huang Xiang thought for a while, and then replied, "I've been." ”

The young man asked, "Have you ever met a young man and an old monk?"

Huang Xiang nodded.

"Sister, see if I'm familiar again?" said the young man smiled.

When Huang Xiang heard this, his eyes looked around him, and his eyes gradually showed a sudden color.

"I remember!" Huang Xiang said to the young man quite happily: "It turns out that you are the stupid boy back then!"

"Hehe!" The young man smiled awkwardly, and he introduced himself to Huang Xiang: "My surname is Zhang Junbao, and I am not a stupid boy. ”

"Uh-haha! Brother Zhang, don't be surprised, I'm quick for a while, quick to speak!" Huang Xiang realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he said apologetically.

"So you really know each other?" Seeing this, Ming Daohong made a bitter face beside him.

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