(Xiaochuan has something to do in the past few days on Shangri-La Mountain, and he may have to stay for more than ten days.) Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info mobile phone signal is not good, I don't know if it will be broken. I try to post as much as possible, and if there is no update on a given day, it is because I can't find a good signal. Thank you for your understanding. I'll definitely make up for it when I go back. For the friends who came to visit, they had to wait to turn around and apologize one by one. ）

Su Zhuo and the man in white looked at each other, both of them couldn't figure out each other, and neither of them wanted to make the first move, and the scene suddenly quieted down. The shopkeeper was trembling, looking at the house full of wolves, looking miserable, and wanted to come forward to clean up. Unexpectedly, the white-clothed man's right hand shook slightly, and the wine glass shot out. The target is exactly the second child of the store!

Su Zhuo's face sank, his face was displeased, and he thought to himself, this person is really unreasonable, and it is just a matter of being vicious to Ning Zizai and the three of them, why do you want to make such a trick against a shopkeeper who doesn't know martial arts? He knew that if he didn't make a move immediately, the wine glass would hit the shopkeeper's temple directly, and he was afraid that this person would be killed on the spot.

Su Zhuo didn't have time to think about it, his feet moved slightly, and it was the light footwork of Ling Xiao Fei, and he blocked in front of the shopkeeper in the blink of an eye. The wine glass was spinning rapidly, and Su Zhuo saw the situation and reached out to grab it. Who knew that as soon as the wine glass touched Su Zhuo's palm, it burst open with a bang. More than a dozen pieces of broken porcelain flew in all directions. Su Zhuo was taken aback, hurriedly waved his sleeves, struggled to pocket, and finally wrapped all the porcelain pieces in his sleeves.

These few strokes were already Su Zhuo's limit, but there was still a piece of porcelain that cut the edge of his palm, and blood dripped down his fingers on the ground. When the shopkeeper saw the blood drops, he looked up blankly, not knowing that he had just closed the ghost gate. Look at the man in white again, he has stood up. There were only a few fights, but he didn't move a single step. Standing in front of the window at this moment, he sneered at Su Zhuo: "It's an exaggeration, but that's it!" After saying this, he jumped from the second floor to the street and walked away.

"He already recognized me!!" Su Zhuo changed color in shock. He made up his mind, threw down a piece of silver, counted it as food, and walked out of the store.

At this time, the three brothers of Ning Zizai also finished breathing, and finally suppressed the surging blood. Fortunately, the injuries of several people were not serious, and the trip should not be delayed. It's just that the three of them suffered such a big loss, and they didn't even figure out who the opponent was. The three heroes of Qingxi have planted a big heel today. All three of them had a bit of a smug look on their faces.

You Fang saw that Ning Zizi was stunned and looked at Su Zhuo's departure direction, and asked, "Big brother, what are you looking at?"

Ning Zizi muttered to himself: "That person is not him......"

"Who is it?"

Ning Zizai shook his head silently, and said for a long time: "Let's go, let's get on the road......"

The three of them didn't have the heart to eat again, so they turned around and went downstairs. After this incident, the three of them were silent all the way and kept silent about this matter, which was a shame in their lives. Finally went all the way north, and there was no danger in the past few days, and I successfully arrived at the foot of Songshan Mountain.

Who knew that when I took a closer look, it was really lively. The quiet place of Buddhism, which is usually rarely visited, is actually like a market. At the entrance of the road up the mountain, seven or eight warrior monks stand with sticks, and two other monks sit behind the table with a smile on their faces, registering the names and surnames of those who go up the mountain one by one. The people who came didn't have any leaders and helpers, and they didn't have martial arts seniors, so they all obediently lined up in a long line.

When they went to the sword stone, everyone automatically untied their blades and handed them over to the Shaolin monks. This has been a rule of Shaolin for hundreds of years, and no one can break it. Ning Zizai came to this trip, and he understood the truth that there were people outside the people, and he honestly lined up behind the line. You Fang's eyes were sharp, he pointed to the middle of the team, and said, "Big brother, look, isn't that the person that day?"

Ning Zizai looked at Gu Tongtian with his fingers, and sure enough, he recognized Su Zhuo's back at a glance. Su Zhuo didn't leave a word that day. Ning Zizai and the three of them didn't even know the name of their benefactor, so they were very embarrassed. Gu Tongtian was honest, and when he saw Su Zhuo, he was about to open his mouth to shout Engong.

As soon as a word of grace was shouted, You Fang hurriedly covered his mouth and whispered, "Second brother, be quiet." Do you want so many people to know about our troubles?"

Gu Tongtian suddenly came to his senses, Ning Zizi also calmed down, and sighed: "Yes, if that's the case, where will the faces of our Qingxi Three Heroes go? This great favor can only be repaid later......"

As the saying goes, great grace is like great hatred. The three of them actually began to avoid Su Zhuo. Su Zhuo stood in front, where did he think of these things behind him. Since he learned that there was an accident in the Shaolin Temple that day, he gave up his original plan and turned north, all the way to Songshan. After waiting in line for a long time, it was finally my turn.

The little monk in front of him asked politely: "Dare to ask the donor's surname, where is the teacher, and what is the sect?"

Su Zhuo replied: "Su Zhuo, there is no door and no faction. ”

The little monk was stunned for a moment, and it seemed that he had not yet met someone who had no sect or sect. But it was still written on the roster truthfully, and at the same time he said loudly: "No door, no faction Su Shaoxia!"

Facing the seriousness of this little monk, Su Zhuo couldn't smile bitterly. He asked casually: "Is the old monk Huaishan on the mountain?"

The little monk's face froze, it seems that no one dares to call the abbot of Shaolin like this. A chubby middle-aged monk standing behind the little monk changed his face and said angrily: "That stinky boy, you dare to be rude?

It turned out that he was a welcome monk in Shaolin, and he took a group of small monks to welcome guests at the foot of the mountain. There have been a lot of rumors these days, and he is also a frightened bird, and suddenly heard a sentence of the old monk Huaishan, and thought that Su Zhuo was the one who wanted to go up the mountain to cause trouble.

Su Zhuo smiled: "You monk, you talk so strangely. Didn't Buddhism say that all living beings are equal? The Buddha and the bugs are all the same, and of course the same is true for the stinky boy and the old monk. Then why can you call me a stinky boy, but I can't call me Old Monk Huaishan?"

The welcoming monk was stunned for a moment, and actually felt that Su Zhuo was very reasonable. He was speechless, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the name that the little monk had memorized. He hadn't heard Su Zhuo's name before, and only then did he remember to see who this young man was. When he saw Su Zhuo's two words, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Before going down the mountain, the abbot Huaishan specially came to him and said that a young man named Su Zhuo would definitely come to visit in the next two days. This man is my good friend, so don't talk to him too much when the time comes, because talking too much will only make you wrong. Take him straight up the mountain. The words of kindness came to my heart again. The welcoming monk couldn't help but glance at Su Zhuo carefully curiously, but he didn't expect that this person was so young that he was already a friend of the abbot.

The welcoming monk did not dare to slack off, personally led the way, led Su Zhuo up the mountain, and said as he walked: "Su Gongzi, please come with me......!" The little monk has always kept in mind the teachings of the uncle and uncle, and he dare not or forget ......"

Jingxiang was babbling in front, and Su was clumsy and unconscious. Since he is a disciple of Huaishan, it seems that the next Shaolin abbot will be born from among their senior brothers. This net phase is estimated to be inferior to others in other aspects, so I have to give full play to the advantages of good popularity.

After figuring this out, Su Zhuo didn't care, even though Jingxiang said it dryly, he didn't listen to a few words, only occasionally perfunctory two sentences. Along the way up the mountain, enjoy the scenery on your own. (To be continued.) )