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Chan De said: "Now the killer who assassinated the Dongying people may still be in the temple, and the junior brother will have to bother to track it down. If there is nothing else to do, the junior brother will go down first, and the old man will also write a letter, and the flying letter will be sent to the Xinhua Temple in Jiangyin!" And the Zen master also retreated.

Although this Zen master is old, but his eyes are like stars, after brushing and writing the letterhead, he sent a few monks to send the letterpaper to the Xinhua Temple in Jiangyin. When the monks got this order, they didn't dare to procrastinate, and hurriedly went to handle many matters according to the wishes of the abbot.

It was a long night, and it was only the end of the ugly hour. At this time, there was no moonlight and starlight in the sky, and the whole sky seemed to be covered by a huge black curtain, lifeless. In the vast natural world and the mistness of Kyushu, only the sound of the chirping of summer insects can be heard.

Let's say that the carrier pigeon has no sleep and no rest, and it flies all the way to the Jiangyin Xinhua Temple. Although this Xinhua Temple is not as strong and brilliant as the Shaolin School, but it also responds to the ancient saying "although the sparrow is small, the five organs are complete", this small side of the practice temple is a lot of palaces, although the aura is narrow, but there are a lot, no matter the four heavenly king halls, Bodhisattva halls, scripture floors, etc., it is endless.

The construction time of this Xinhua Temple cannot be the same as that of the Shaolin Temple, but after all, it is also a hundred years old, and it is also a hundred years old. In this Xinhua Temple, it is more lively than the Shaolin faction. Although it was late at night, it could also be seen that the lights were red in the "monk's residence", which showed that the monks of that temple must be reading the scriptures all night. In addition, the small "Lotus Hall" on that side is also a place to entertain guests. Among those guests, it is inevitable that there are some vassal and elegant people, and at this moment it is already the moonlight, and those people are quite comfortable with the moon poetry and painting.

There is a difference between Shaolin Temple and this Xinhua Temple, but there is a reason for it. First, the Shaolin Temple lives at the foot of Shaolin Mountain, in the cover of the dense deep forest, so there are naturally few tourists coming and going. Second, this Shaolin Temple contains the world's precious martial arts cheats and rare books, so it is often coveted by outsiders.

On the contrary, the Xinhua Temple in Jiangyin, although it is not as majestic as the Shaolin Temple, but it is located in the bustling market of Jiangyin, so the guests come and go. Moreover, this Xinhua Temple, although the monks practice martial arts, but what they practice is only the art of self-defense, in order to save the unarmed people who are bullied by the scoundrels on the rivers and lakes. The abbot master of this Xinhua Temple, although his martial arts are also relatively strong, is only relative to the temples of ordinary Buddhas. It can be seen from this that there are many simple and classic scriptures in the scriptures of this Xinhua Temple, and sometimes there are a few martial arts boxing methods, but they are just ordinary mustard. It is precisely because of the above that this Xinhua Temple will not attract the covetousness of the people in the rivers and lakes, even if it is Jiangjiabao, it will not put this Xinhua Temple in his eyes. The two just don't communicate with each other and don't owe each other.

Let's not talk about the predecessor of the Xinhua Temple in Jiangyin. The carrier pigeon had already flown to the gate of this Xinhua Temple. This Xinhua Temple at this moment in the middle of the night, no one guarded the temple gate, the carrier pigeon was very smart, and flew straight to the place where the abbot master of Xinhua Temple lived in Kongsong. When the carrier pigeon flew to the pavilion in front of the abbot's courtyard, it no longer flapped its wings, but just stood there, letting out the babbling cry of Qingyue. The old abbot of the empty pine is more than sixty years old this year, he has a lot of experience, and he is also very familiar with the affairs of the rivers and lakes, how could he not know that this is the call of a carrier pigeon, so he hurriedly pushed open the door and walked out.

Master Nakong Song took out the letter and carefully read what was written on it, Master Kumatsu couldn't help but sigh: "Amitabha Buddha is a Zen master who has not met for a long time. Since Master Zen De has ordered this to come down, then the old man will definitely do it as a good student!"

Master Nakong Song said to himself, and went into the room, and did not bring it to the door. Master Kongsong's pen and ink flew, and in a short time he wrote a reply, and he came out again, and tied it again at the feet of the carrier pigeon. When it was over, Master Kongsong brought some tea, and saw that the carrier pigeon stretched out its beak, dipped it in a little water, and then flapped its wings again, and soon disappeared into the vast night.

When Master Kongsong saw the envelope sent away, he also discussed here to prepare for the night to visit the Jiangjia Fort. Master Kumatsu thought to himself, "Since the letter only said that I should send a monk to help, there must be someone waiting there. I'll beckon people to come!" Master Kong Song had a plan in his heart, and then called, "Come on, quickly send more than 100 monks in the temple to go to Najiangjiabao with the teacher!"

Although it was silent in the middle of the night, the monks had received the abbot's order, so they had no choice but to take the wooden stick and follow the master of the empty pine in the night to slowly walk towards the Jiangjiabao. This Xinhua Temple is not close to this Jiangjiabao, and it is not far away, and after a short time, the monks have come to the Jiangjiabao mansion. At the same time, there is a towering ancient tree directly opposite this Jiangjiabao, and there is also a person waiting for the arrival of this monk here. He had been waiting anxiously, so when he saw the great crowd of monks coming, he galloped straight to the ground like a mad eagle.

This Kongsong master suddenly felt a strong wind coming, so he suddenly shook the Zen staff in his hand, and blocked it with his hand, and only heard the sound of ping-pong. Everyone present was suddenly surprised, and a group of monks also raised their sticks in their hands, ready to meet the comers. But the person who came laughed loudly and said, "Haha, the master is good at kung fu, and the old monk has been waiting for a long time!"

It turned out that the person who attacked from the tree was none other than the Zen Qing master who had previously called himself "Jingqing". When Master Nakong Song saw that the person in front of him was also a Buddhist, and he was the same age as himself, he also let down half of his guard. Master Kong Song said the Buddha's name and asked, "I don't know if this master is the one who sent a letter to ask for reinforcements from my Xinhua Temple?"

When Master Chanqing heard this, he was quite surprised at first, but after a while, he suddenly realized: "Amitabha, it must be that this Shaolin is too far away from Jiangyin, so he flew a pigeon to pass on the book to let this Xinhua Temple temporarily support, but it made my senior brother Zen De bother, good!" With a definition in his heart, Master Chanqing said respectfully, "It is the old monk, the old monk has made a heroic man, and that person is a master disciple of the Shushan Immortal Sword Sect Wine Sword Immortal." But today he was framed by Jiang Haoyou, the lord of Jiangjiabao, and ended up in a dungeon. As for that Jiangjiabao, we will definitely find a way to get rid of it and remove a big trouble for the rivers and lakes!"

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