Chapter Seventy-Three: Shaolin Xuanqing

Early the next morning, Yan Ruyu pulled Zhong Yunlang to get up. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Brother Zhong, there are three days before the Heroes Conference, these **** will be too busy to get out, if you don't slip away as soon as possible, there may be a lot of trouble, let's go quickly." ”

Zhong Yunlang thought that if he was really too busy to get out, it would not be a good idea to slip away, but since he promised Yan Ruyu yesterday, he naturally couldn't refuse today. Besides, when the Heroes Conference is concerned, it is enough for Zhengyang League and Wangchengguan to deal with it, and Chai Junfei to help from the side. His mission was originally to escort Mu Wangye here, and it had already been completed, as for the stability of the Guardian Heroes Conference, I will talk about it on that day.

Thinking so, he walked out of the room with Yan Ruyu.

As soon as I got out of the room and passed by the sword field, I saw that the field was full of fireworkers and Taoists coming and going, carrying all kinds of equipment and things, and arranging them everywhere. There are rows of wooden frames, rows of various weapons, swords, guns, swords, halberds, all of which are complete. Outside the venue, close to the main hall, there are newly made large mahogany chairs, a total of nine, I think it is the head of the nine major factions in the Central Plains. Behind the nine vermilion wooden chairs, there are still many small chairs, which are for people of various sects to sit in. Outside the venue, a little away from the main hall, there are many small factions in the Central Plains martial arts, although they are small factions, there are many seats. Zhong Yunlang praised in his heart: "It's really a big show." ”

A little Taoist boy saw Zhong Yunlang go out and said, "Zhong Ye is early." ”

Zhong Yunlang replied hello and asked, "Why did you start the arrangement so early today?"

The little Taoist boy replied: "Today, there are several sects coming over one after another, and now only Shaolin has not arrived, according to the meaning of the real person in charge, the heads of each faction will meet and talk in advance in the evening, and also let the outstanding disciples of each family compete to see what rookies can appear in the martial arts in recent years." ”

"That's got to be nicely furnished. Zhong Yunlang said with a smile: "The future of the Central Plains martial arts is related to the future rise and fall of the Central Plains martial arts, and it is indeed wonderful to teach the real people." Select each rookie and focus on training, and will definitely become the pillar of the Central Plains martial arts in the future. ”

Yan Ruyu smiled: "Brother Zhong is willing to participate?"

Zhong Yunlang saw that he was cunning, afraid that he would make a joke, so he hurriedly said: "I'm not a person in the martial arts, what is it all about." ”

"It's not a person in the martial arts, he is more nosy than the leader of the martial arts alliance, and he said that he is not a person in the martial arts. Yan Ruyu's mind was extremely dexterous, and at this time, Zhong Yunlang had no power to fight back, so he simply kept silent.

Yan Ruyu saw that he didn't answer, so he folded his fan and shook it: "Oh~ I know." Brother Zhong is now considered the same generation as Liu Zhangjiao, how can he compete with the juniors of various factions today? Yes, yes, I really can't participate tonight. ”

"Brother Yan!" Zhong Yunlang paused helplessly.

These two people are sincere and honest people, and they have been together for a few days, and they have been very deed. As the relationship became closer and closer, Yan Ruyu's profligate nature was exposed. Zhong Yunlang is also very smart, but his temperament is a little wooden, and when he meets this master, he is really helpless and helpless.

The two laughed all the way, talking and talking, from the Three Emperors and Five Emperors to the founding of the Great Song Dynasty, from the Taizu Kuangyin Yellow Robe to the current Shengshang Yuanyuan Alliance. After chatting about the imperial court and talking about martial arts, from the Spring and Autumn Yue female sword patriarch to the founding of the Three Kingdoms and Five Poultry Opera, from Bodhidharma and a reed crossing the river to Liu Laomeng's participation in the Heavenly Dao, the four divine powers, the Su sect master, the Zhengyang League, and the Wangcheng view,...... , speaking of Kunlun, until Shaolin. The court has said it all over again.

Zhong Yunlang suddenly asked, "Brother Yan, do you know how far Shaolin Temple is from Wangcheng Temple?"

Yan Ruyu thought that Zhong Yunlang was laughing and playing dumb riddles with him, and replied casually: "Say far and far, say near and near, the end of the world is close at hand, the end of the world is close at hand." After saying this, Yan Ruyu was proud in his heart, Brother Zhong asked me about Shaolin Temple, and I replied with a Buddhist Zen machine, although I was talking nonsense casually, not very meaningful, but Brother Zhong will sound wonderful. Thinking of this, I was even more proud, and I couldn't help but laugh.

"I'm not joking with you. Zhong Yunlang said: "Shaolin Temple is located in Songshan Mountain, Kongtong faction is much farther than it, Dongguo has already arrived, why Shaolin has not been seen?"

Yan Ruyu thought for a while: "It may be that the masters of Shaolin set off late, so they are late." ”

"No, I don't think it's right. When Zhong Yunlang said this, his brows furrowed: "I'm worried about what happened on the way." ”

He also said that he was not a Jianghu person. Yan Ruyu suppressed his smile: "When will your nosy problem be changed?" The two masters of Shaolin Temple, Lichen, have outstanding martial arts, and the peak realm of the grandmaster can really be said to be overwhelming the heads of various factions. What are you worried about with such skills?"

"That's true, the two masters are so martial arts, it should be fine, I hope it's my mediocrity to disturb myself. ”

Zhong Yunlang thought of the prestige of mortal dust, and finally relaxed a little.

Unconsciously, the two of them had walked to the door of the Xinglong Inn, remembering that they had met the thieves of Yandang Mountain here a few days ago, Yan Ruyu couldn't help but feel palpitations. Urging repeatedly: "Brother Zhong, let's go into the city quickly, don't delay here." ”

Zhong Yunlang nodded, and was about to take a step, but the feeling of years of case handling had made him notice that something was wrong here.

Zhong Yunlang looked carefully at the row of wine tables in front of the inn, and when he noticed what was wrong, he smiled dumbly.

"Brother Yan, don't be in a hurry, look at the third table on the right hand side in front of the inn. ”

Yan Ruyu looked at the third table, and there was only one person sitting at the third table. This man was a thin man, with a bare head, dressed in a crude monk's robe, and a pair of shabby straw sandals on his feet, and he was a young monk of sixteen or seventeen years old.

Yan Ruyu said strangely: "Is there anything wrong with this?"

Zhong Yunlang shook his head and said with a smile: "What do you see on his table?"

Only then did Yan Ruyu notice that what was in front of the little monk was not vegetarian thick noodles, but strong wine and meat. The two of them looked at each other and thought in their hearts: "This little monk doesn't keep the precepts, but it's too blatant." ”

Zhong Yunlang's nosy nature has made another mistake, and he must go to see what is going on. Yan Ruyu also found this matter interesting, and followed him forward.

"Little brother, what is your name, and which monastery are you practicing in?" Zhong Yunlang sat down in front of the little monk.

The little monk couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Zhong Yunlang and Yan Ruyu sitting at the same table without saying anything, but he was very calm and had no sense of fear. Seeing that the two of them had good faces, peaceful faces, and were even more relaxed, their expressions were calm: "The little monk Xuanqing studied under the Shaolin Temple of Songshan." I wonder what the two donors are here?"

When the two of them heard that he was a Shaolin disciple, they were shocked, and the Shaolin faction had not yet arrived here, so how could this little monk be from the Shaolin Temple? Zhong Yunlang had an accurate grasp of human feelings, and guessed that it must be that this little monk had violated the precepts for fear of being exposed, and pretended to be a Shaolin disciple.