8. Ten years of small talk

Winter goes to spring, time is ten years in a hurry, the breath of late autumn swept the entire Shaolin again, only one night, countless dead leaves fell full of land. The early morning of Shaolin Temple is still not the slightest change, the only difference is that the little children in the past have become tall teenagers, and they will never be immature again.

With a "squeak", a tall monk opened the door, and the monk came straight to the courtyard with a broom and stood. This monk has six scars on his head, is tall and straight, and has a slightly ordinary appearance. If it weren't for the indescribable immaturity between his eyebrows, anyone would regard him as an adult, not a fifteen-year-old young monk. At this time, the tall monk was turning his head towards the house on the other side and shouted loudly: "Senior brother, it's already dawn, it's time to get up." ”

As soon as the words fell, the door of this room was opened from the inside, and a gentle voice sounded: "Senior brother, did you get up so early today just to wake me up?"

As he spoke, a young monk with an ordinary figure and an extraordinary appearance walked out of the door. This young monk is dignified, and there is a heroic spirit between his eyebrows. Judging by his appearance, it was a pity that he became a monk! His stature was slightly lower than that of his junior brother, just ordinary height, and he also came to the tall monk with a broom in his hand.

These two people are the two who have grown up and Kongwen and Kongjian! "Golden Bell Jar" is a leader in hard work, and after Kongjian cultivates according to law, the person who grows up is tall and big, more than a foot taller than Kongwen!

"Hehe!" Sorami scratched his head, and smiled without saying a word.

"Senior brother, why do I think you are very diligent these days?" Kong Wen asked with a glance at Kong Wen. I don't know what's wrong with this empty view, these days I always get up early abnormally, and even the usual cultivation is full of strength, so that people who are familiar with him wonder if this guy is still the lazy empty view they are familiar with!

"Senior brother, what are you talking about? I've always been very diligent," Sorumi said with an unhappy face.

"Oh. Kongwen deliberately lengthened his voice, and said meaningfully, "It turns out that you are still the same Kongjian as before!"

The implication is that Kongmi's cheeky surname is the same as before, and it has not changed, which is Kongwen making fun of Kongjian.

As they spoke, the two swept the leaves from the yard into a pile and piled them into the corners of the wall. Kong Wen was about to start setting the leaves on fire, but Kong Jian suddenly opened his mouth to stop him: "Senior brother, wait a moment. ”

After that, Sorumi slipped into his room with a smoke, and ran to Kongwen with something in his arms and probed his brain.

"What are you holding, so sneaky?" said Sorumi with a puzzled look.

Sorumi lit up the things in his arms towards Sora, and saw a few huge sweet potatoes, carefully wrapped in a white cloth. Sorumi smiled and said, "Hehe, this is the sweet potato I secretly hidden." ”

Kongwen smiled angrily, Shaolin Temple has a rule that monks are not allowed to eat under normal circumstances, except for meal time. Unexpectedly, this Kongjian would dare to secretly hide the sweet potatoes in his room, and still roast them to eat them! An ordinary monk may not dare to punish him for his sins because of his seniority, but the first seat of the precept institute is a senior brother of his same generation, so he is not afraid that he will be caught?

As if seeing through Kongwen's doubts, Kongjian smiled and said, "Don't worry, Senior Brother Kongzhi is very familiar with me, even if he is caught, he won't be too embarrassed for us." ”

As he spoke, Kong Jian put the sweet potatoes one by one into the pile of leaves, and buried them whole with the leaves, and last night he turned back to Kong Wen and said, "Okay, senior brother, you can do it." ”

Kong Wen smiled, didn't speak, and with a slight stroke of his right hand, with a 'whoosh', the leaves shook a few times, and a wisp of fire rose among the leaves. The flames gradually spread to the entire pile of leaves, and the fire grew bigger and bigger. The rising flames made the surrounding temperature slowly rise, making the two of them feel a little warm in the late autumn morning.

"Hehe, Senior Brother's Flame Knife is really useful!" Sorumi sighed as he flipped over the leaves to make them burn more thoroughly.

Able to emit an invisible scorching knife qi with his bare hands, igniting the stacked leaves, the urging power of this flame knife has reached an extremely incredible realm in the hands of Kongwen!

"I didn't practice the Flame Knife for you to light a fire. Kong Wen said angrily, squatting on the side, enjoying the warmth of the flames.

"What's the matter, apply what you've learned. Kongjian said with a smile, but the wind of words suddenly turned into a wrench, "Senior brother, do you know the senior brother who left the temple a few days ago?"

"You know, what's wrong?" said Kuwen lazily.

The warmth of the flame slowly scorched Kongwen's body, and a warm feeling spread around his body, making him feel very comfortable.

"You said that Senior Brother Kongse left the temple, does it mean that our Shaolin is about to lift the ban on closing the mountain gate?" Kongjian asked with great interest.

"Lift the ban?" Kong Wen also suddenly became interested.

Shaolin Temple has been closed to the mountain gate for more than 30 years, ignoring the mundane and troublesome things in the outside world. As for the reason for Shaolin's closure, I don't know anything about it. He once asked his master Yuanjue, but Yuanjue just shook his head with a lonely face, and did not tell Kongwen the slightest reason for escaping the world, and Kongwen did not continue to ask.

A few days ago, Brother Kongse suddenly left the temple in a hurry, this is the first time since the escape from the world, there are Shaolin monks leaving Henan, does this indicate that Shaolin is going to re-enter the WTO?

This has become the biggest topic of Shaolin children in their spare time, and now that Kong Jian mentioned this issue, Kong Wen naturally remembered this matter.

"That's right!" Sorami nodded excitedly, "If I open a temple in Shaolin, then we can go to the outside world and see the outside world." Brother, don't you want to see the outside world?"

"The outside world?" muttered to himself.

When the book mentions the outside world, it is described with words such as 'temptation' and 'magic barrier', which makes Kongwen and Kongjian, the little monks who have lived in the Shaolin Temple since childhood, fearful and curious about the outside world.

"Wouldn't it be nice to be able to go outside and have a look?" Sorami looked at the sky with a blank look in his eyes, as if he was fantasizing about what the outside world was like.

Just when Kongjian was thinking about it, there was a voice in his ears, "Don't think about it, the leaves are not enough, you go to the yard next to you to get some more." ”

"Huh?" Sorumi was stunned for a moment, and when he looked down, the leaves were already almost burned, and if he didn't add some leaves to ignite, the sweet potatoes below would become half-baked.

"I'll go. With a reply, Sorami got up and walked towards the courtyard next to him.

At this very moment--

"Bang !!"

A series of hurried bells rang, and after hearing the message conveyed by the bells, Kongwen and Kongjian's faces immediately changed!

This is the death knell of someone passing away in Shaolin Temple, and it is the bell of unnatural death!

Someone from Shaolin has been killed!!

Kongjian and Kongwen glanced at each other, didn't care about collecting the leaves anymore, and hurriedly turned around and ran towards the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Due to the position, Kong Wen took the lead in running, and at the same time did not forget to remind Kong Jian behind him: "Senior brother, don't forget to put out the fire, so as not to cause a fire." ”

"Cut, it's really a coincidence!" he screamed in annoyance, and without looking back, he slammed into the void of burning leaves behind him.

A strong wind rushed towards the fire, and with a 'whew', the flames were crushed by the strong wind at once, and there was no residual flame!

Turning his head, the empty news and empty view here were already rapidly approaching the Daxiong Treasure Hall

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