Chapter Forty-Three: The Big Dipper Mole

"Shaolin magic skills, invincible in the world, evil demons crooked, into hell. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Those little monks shouted beside them, helping Kutoutuo."

The jade fan came down at once, and it didn't have the graceful demeanor when it was in the hands of Hai Gongzi, but the power was not reduced at all. Dugu Ao's sword broke through the offensive of the yin and yang fans.

Hai Gongzi watched his beloved fan being played with by a bitter head who didn't know anything about the style, just like a beautiful woman who fell into the hands of a butcher barbarian, how could he not make people angry.

Just when Kutoutuo and Dugu Ao were fighting fiercely, a light and shadow came from behind, Ku Toutuo hurriedly turned around, and a cold air burst out, freezing the light and shadow, Dugu Ao fixed his eyes and saw that it was not his righteous brother Hai Gongzi.

Hai Gongzi was frozen into an iceman, but he left Dugu Ao a moment of time, Dugu Ao stabbed a sword into the first joint of the index finger of Kutoutuo's left hand one-third of the tendon vein, the sword body shook, and the sunlight rippled on the back of the sword, like autumn water.

The feeling of numbness and pain was so fast that before Kutoutuo could feel it clearly, where the pain was generated, the hand holding the fan quickly opened out with excitement, and the jade fan fell.

"Catch the fan. Han Qi raised his hand, as if his eyes were long, and flew towards Han Qi's hand.

Who has no heart for the jade fan, you must know that everything has a spirit.

"What are you still standing for, why don't you kill this demon girl quickly and snatch the jade fan for me. Kutouta shouted to the little monks.

If Shaolin Temple was just a naughty child in Dugu Ao's eyes before, then now, Shaolin Temple has completely become a hopeless villain. Han Qi felt that the little luck left in Shaolin Temple was like the last red leaf in autumn, the autumn wind blew and disappeared without a trace

Han Qi was surrounded by the little monks. "You know how to do it. Dugu Ao said.

As soon as Han Qiyu fanned it, those little monks slowly fell down one after another, with happy expressions on their faces, as if they were drunk in the cloudy spring dusk.

The Zen staff flew up, rolling up a gust of wind, Dugu was proud of his long hair in the wind, his clothes fluttered, and he was very chic. The sound of iron colliding is endless.

Slowly, Kutoutuo's thirty-six "Thunder Sound Staff Method" has come to an end, but Kutoutuo is fighting more and more fiercely, because every time he makes a move, he feels that Dugu Ao is about to be defeated. Sadly, this feeling never materialized.

"It's time. Dugu Ao jumped up in the air, and stabbed the round head of Kutou Tuo with a sword. Fear arose from the eyes of Kutoutuo, he roamed the rivers and lakes, defeated and defeated, but never defeated so quickly, never defeated so incredible.

"You are not a complete monk, I will shave you. Dugu Ao waved Ziwei's soft sword, and then stood still. Kutoutuo's face was frightened, and cold sweat broke out on his back. He groped his neck and head in horror, as if to make sure he was still alive.

The smiling monk still stood there, with a kind and mysterious smile on his face. said: "Resentment has no roots, why is it too deep." "Dugu Ao didn't understand what it meant, too, the truth is meant to be heard, not understood.

Kutoutuo had fallen into a deep fear of Dugu Ao, and although his life was still there, he still felt a deep sense of loss. He let out a long sigh of relief, and his beard fell off his face, drifting in the wind. Those whiskers were to him the fangs of a tiger, the flames above the head of a phoenix, and the first night of a maiden.

The beard that has been kept for thirty years and is as precious as chastity is now swept away by Dugu Ao's sword, and he hates Dugu Ao to the bone this time. Oh, my beard, your name is chastity, and the beard that my mother gave me flew to the sky, carrying my chastity and ideals, and my heart was broken.

Dugu Ao was also cutting off those beards at the moment, and felt that the roots of those beards were as hard as needles.

However, those beards fell off, and Kutoutuo also looked much kinder than before, and he really looked like a monk.

"Master, you at least look like a monk now. Hai Gongzi said with a jade fan on the side.

It turned out that Han Qi took the Yin and Yang Combination Fan and fanned it to Hai Gongzi, and he was all right away.

Although Kutoutuo was very thorough and arrogant, the long sword in his hand really frightened his guts.

"Who are you, what are you doing in Shaolin Temple?" Kutoutuo suffered a big loss, and only then did he ask what he should have asked from the beginning.

"In Xia Dugu Ao, with his righteous brother Hai Gongzi, Mingjiao Holy Aunt Han Qi came to visit Shaolin Temple. ”

"Dugu Ao, he is the god Dugu Ao. The eyes of the little monks showed envy and admiration, as well as a look of surprise. I almost couldn't believe it, as if the Buddha had descended to earth and manifested his spirit.

"This holy aunt is really a heavenly immortal, what is the relationship between her and the gods? It must be a beauty with a hero. The monks thought.

"It turned out to be Shenxia, are you blind, you actually fought with Shenxia, and I also started with Shenxia. Kutoutuo scolded the little monks.

"Since it is a visit from a god, it is not worth me that hundreds of birds are singing in Shaomuro Mountain today, the Buddha statue is shining with divine light, the dry well is also bursting with water, and the old tree is also pulling out new shoots. ”

But now, he just said that Dugu Ao was a Buddha descending to earth, and Dugu Ao didn't have a good impression of him anymore, and his flattery increased Dugu Ao's hatred for him.

This is the sad thing about the undisciplined people.

"The master is really a prize, the master is a powerful person, and he can turn anger into joy in an instant, this kind of ability, I can't learn it even if I practice for decades. Dugu's arrogant words were like his sword, forcing Kutoutuo's expression to be extremely unnatural.

"The donor has won the prize, I didn't learn it. A monk, no matter what ability he has, is nothing more than a thought to save the people. ”

He didn't protect himself, he did extremely vicious things, and he kept saying that he was the savior of the common people. It doesn't get much more shameless than that.

"It's not learned, it's innate, if all the monks in the world are as kind as the master. Then the common people will be blessed. Hai Gongzi said word by word.

"Let's not talk about it, let's invite the gods and you to come into the temple to talk. The bitter head said without changing his face.

"I was disrupted by your words, so what kind of master should I be. Play tricks with me, you're still tender. "Bitter Tou Tuo said in his heart.

Entering the breast-like temple gate, the antique fragrance of Shaolin Temple is completely displayed in front of Dugu Ao, towering ancient trees, majestic halls, pagodas high into the clouds, the smell of burning incense, and the sound of chanting like waves ............ Everything was fine, but he couldn't afford to beat Yaxing to appreciate it all.

The sun is red in the morning, white at noon, and yellow in the afternoon. At noon, the white sun rose in the middle of the sky, and the shadows were forced to shrink into a ball and were trampled under the feet of the people.

Shaolin Temple is simply a huge labyrinth, Dugu Ao is taken by the bitter head and the smiling monk, see the bend and turn, every temple must turn. Along the way, many little monks nodded their heads when they saw Kutoutuo and the smiling monk, and Kutoutuo did not look at it, but walked by with his toes held high;

Just as Han Qi was rushing to step on Dugu's arrogant shadow step by step, a little monk came over with a basin of water, and he was about to collide with the bouncing Han Qi. Dugu Ao took her into his arms, and the water was like silver light, venting out, and splashing on Kutoutuo.

"You madman. Kutoutuo slapped the little monk with a palm. As long as he is hit by that palm, most of his life will go to the Buddha.

The little monk was like a monkey, deftly dodging, looking very funny. "Why should the master bother with a little monk. Dugu Ao blocked Kutoutuo's palm raised again.

The little monk was not tall, twelve or thirteen years old, fat and fat, like a little dolphin, a pair of eyes were embraced by flesh, not very large, short in the middle of the person, a long chin, and a face almost completely occupied by the nose, very cute and funny.

"What's your name?" asked Han Qi. A fresh smell came to his nose, and the little monk smelled the grass, the flowers, the scallops, the baby, and so many other smells that intoxicated him.

"My name is Dav. The little monk jumped and said. "In the past, there was a Buddha, and today there is a Buddha. ”

Han Qi felt that the little monk in front of him was crazy and had no bounds, but he was a person with a true temperament, so he had a good impression of him.

"Zhijiu, you madman, I didn't copy you comfortably in the last 100,000 times of the Diamond Sutra. Kutouda said.

"Shenxia, this monk was originally an orphan, more than ten years ago during the Double Ninth Festival, the senior brother in charge saw him in front of the mountain gate and put him in a basket. It was freezing to death. Seeing that he had no father or mother, and that he was about to freeze to death if no one cared about him, the senior brother in charge of the sect accepted him into the temple and accepted him as the last disciple of the Zhizi generation. ”

"This kid, although he grew up in Shaolin Temple since he was a child, does not look like a little monk. I don't chant scriptures or hit the bell, I break the vows all day long, and last time I peeked at someone's shepherdess girl bathing in the tree, and finally ate one of someone's sheep. ”

Therefore, you punished him for copying the Diamond Sutra 100,000 times. Dugu asked rhetorically.

"Wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha has left it in his heart. Besides, I only ate one charred sheep's ear, and they said they would give it all to you. The little monk hid behind Han Qi and said, his hand still holding Han Qi's arm, the strange fragrant taste on Han Qi's body made him feel unprecedentedly safe.

"Then why don't you kick him out of the Shaolin Temple?" asked Hai Gongzi.

"Heaven has the virtue of a good life, and if a person like him goes out, sooner or later he will be hacked to death. Staying in the temple for the time being, I believe that the Dharma will one day influence him on this stubborn stone. Kutouda said.

"Nonsense, you see that there are seven moles on the soles of my feet, the same as the Big Dipper in the sky. You know that I will do great things one day, so you won't let me go. The more I learn about the Dharma, the more confused I become. I didn't want to be with you anymore. ”

Dugu Ao became more and more interested in this little monk who did not know the height of the sky, this little monk was the first person he had met since he hit the Shaolin Temple.

The little monk also became more and more energetic, he actually took Han Qi's jade hand, took off his stinky shoes, raised his stinky feet to Dugu Ao and Hai Gongzi, and said: "Big brothers, look, is there a Big Dipper mole on the sole of my foot. ”