Su Zhuo couldn't help but get up and take a closer look, these paintings had nothing to do with the ghost hunting picture of Zhong Kui, a famous artist of the previous dynasty, Wu Daozi. The picture painted on the pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info is no longer the image of the mighty Zhong Kui, but the image on each painting is rich and colorful, and it is extremely detailed.

There are seven drawings in total, and each one has a terrible ghost on it. or the intestines are pierced through the belly, or ten thousand arrows pierce the heart, or the head is cut off, or the body is burned in flames. After reading a few pictures, Su Zhuo was already a little frightened and gasped.

"How could there be such a thing in the old monk's room?" he couldn't help but think to himself. Huaishan Danqing is a must, Su Zhuo knows it. However, he had only talked about it when he had heard Huaishan and Ghost Yin chatting in the past, and he had never seen the old monk touch a paintbrush in all these years. These paintings are not signed, and they are not like the handwriting of famous artists, hanging here, presumably from the hands of Huaishan.

How could the old monk paint such a picture? And this painting is still hanging on the wall in front of the couch, and it can always be seen every day when he gets up. Su Zhuo really couldn't imagine seeing these powerful ghosts every day.

For a moment, he felt that this room suddenly became eerie. The quieter it is, the more unsettling it is. Su Zhuo's back was cold, and he couldn't help but glance behind him, convinced that there was no one else behind him. After another moment, he finally couldn't stay any longer, thinking to himself, he must ask Huaishan for clarification when he has time. Then he hurriedly opened the door and went out.

Everyone has gathered in the square in front of the Mahavira Hall. Su Zhuo followed the sound and saw from a distance that the huge open space was crowded with people, including hundreds. Only a dozen chairs were placed in front of them for a few leaders and respected old men to sit on. Others can only sit on the floor. It's a bit noisy on the field. Wei Qian sat next to Huaishan, sometimes talking to a few people around him, and his bearing was extraordinary.

Su Zhuo had just found a corner to sit down, when he saw a burly man get up from his seat and say to the crowd: "Quiet!" This voice was quite powerful, and many people recognized this big man as Ma Du, the head of the Taishan faction, and he was shocked by this, and he stopped talking.

Ma Du nodded with satisfaction, turned his head and said to Huaishan: "Master Abbot, so many of us have rushed here for the sake of Shaolin, you should always come forward and say a few words, right?"

Huaishan looked left and right, nodded to a few old people, got up and folded his knots, made a Buddhist salute to everyone, and said: "Friends on the rivers and lakes, thanks to your concern, I rushed to Shaolin thousands of miles away. The poor monk is here, thank you!" he said and bowed again.

Many people are busy returning the courtesy, saying that they dare not take it or dare not do it. Huaishan and the others were quiet, and then said: "A few days ago, there were indeed boring people who left me a letter, saying that they would visit the door the day after tomorrow. The poor monk didn't want to stir up the people and alarm the martial arts, so he didn't notify his colleagues......"

Before he finished speaking, Wei Qian suddenly got up and said, "Master Abbot said this too much. Someone dares to provoke Shaolin, doesn't this ignore our martial arts righteousness? If you don't give these demon clowns a little color, won't they make the other party look down on them?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd sitting on the ground erupted in cheers. Huaishan was a little sneering, he didn't expect Wei Qian's voice to be so high, and for a while it made people have an illusion, and almost the entire martial arts were looking forward to him. However, Huaishan was born as a monk, and these false names were not taken into account, so he only smiled slightly and remained silent. The other sitting heads sneered, not knowing what they were thinking.

Before anyone else could speak, they heard a string of laughter like silver bells. Su Zhuo was startled, and then laughed, he didn't expect her to come too! Sure enough, when he turned his head to look, he saw Yan Linglong sitting on a chair in front of him, laughing loudly. Behind her, there were a group of thieves from the Four Seas Alliance, and some Su Zhuo had also seen them. Many people didn't know what Yan Linglong was laughing at, but they just felt that their alliance leader was laughing, so they laughed too, and the scene was suddenly a little funny.

Wei Qian's face changed slightly, but he still did not change his demeanor, and said in a deep voice: "Who are you? A young female doll, actually sitting on an equal footing with so many martial arts seniors here?"

"It's a little puzzling for Hou Ye Wei to say this, they are the head of the gang, and I am also the head of the gang, why can they sit and I can't?" Yan Linglong said with a smile.

Wei Sheng always stood behind Wei Qian with a gloomy face, and at this time he hurriedly stepped forward and muttered a few words, telling him Yan Linglong's identity. Wei Qian said with a smile: "Who is my Dao, it turned out to be the leader of the Yan Alliance of the Four Seas! I didn't expect a group of bandits, and now they are actually going to climb to the top of our martial arts righteous path!"

The Four Seas Alliance thieves had anger on their faces, but Yan Linglong was still smiling. Since the Yellow River broke in the middle of last summer, the Four Seas Alliance has relied on Licheng actions to quickly accumulate prestige in the rivers and lakes. Yan Linglong struck while the iron was hot, and the reputation of the Four Seas Alliance became more and more famous. Originally, with the cultivation of Wei Qian and the city government, he would never turn his face against the Four Seas Alliance in public. But he hated Yan Linglong's ridicule, new hatred and old grudges, which made him hate Yan Linglong so much. But Huaishan had a smile on his face, he was quite appreciative of Yan Linglong's actions in Licheng, so he made an exception to add a seat to them, which shows that the status of the Four Seas Alliance is not what it used to be.

Yan Linglong said with a smile: "Why should Hou Ye Wei be angry? I also have a way for the thieves of the Four Seas Alliance, how can I compare it with ordinary bandits? But Hou Ye is full of words and does not leave the righteous path of martial arts, and Shaolin's own affairs must also be taken care of, could it be that Hou Ye is already the leader of the martial arts alliance?"

Wei Qian's face was cloudy, and he wanted to get angry, but he felt that he was so identious that he was arguing with a little girl in public, which was really a loss of identity. He snorted heavily and sat back down. It was the first time that the thieves of the Four Seas Alliance had seen such a big scene, and when they saw that Wei Qian had nothing to say, they couldn't help but be overjoyed when Yan Linglong had won, and applauded loudly.

A martial arts conference was messed up by this group of rabble. Su Zhuo couldn't help but laugh, thinking to himself, it is also an interesting thing to have this group of people stirring up. Huaishan saw that the scene was a little chaotic, and raised his hand to signal everyone to silence. The people of the Four Seas Alliance respected the old monk a lot, and they all kept silent.

Huaishan said: "All the martial arts colleagues, although this matter is Shaolin's own business. But when everyone comes here, they are also sincere, how can the poor monk refuse to let people go thousands of miles away? Why don't you stay in the temple for the past two days, and wait until March 15 to see who this mysterious figure really is!"

"Good!" the crowd applauded, and no one objected.

As soon as the shouting fell, a person came out of the crowd, stood in the open space and saluted to the heads of various sects, and said: "Master Abbot, all the heads, the junior brother Xiao Sifang, is the master of the Flying Eagle Gate in southern Shaanxi, I don't know if I should say it?"

The Flying Eagle Gate is not a big gate, so he doesn't even have a seat. But if he wanted to speak, no one would object. Xiao Sifang hugged his fists and said: "When the leader of the Yan Alliance said that the leader of the martial arts alliance, it gave the contemptible people an idea. Thinking that the Tang Dynasty was prosperous and the martial arts were prosperous, the leader of the martial arts alliance would be selected every ten years to dominate the rivers and lakes and standardize the order. Then the Huangchao Rebellion, Zhu Wen destroyed the Tang Dynasty, and the world was in chaos. The martial arts were also chaotic, and there was no longer an alliance leader to restrain them. As a result, the Outer Demon Sect invaded on a large scale, and the heavens and the earth hung upside down. Now I am prosperous in the Song Dynasty, and the era is prosperous. I think that our martial arts righteous path should also regain the old system and elect a martial arts alliance leader, so that my martial arts righteous path can develop and grow!"

Su Zhuo was taken aback and blurted out: "It turns out that the true meaning of this martial arts conference is here!" (To be continued.) )