(Xuzhu will be easy to sustain this is a foreshadowing.,It's true that it won't be in the original book.,As for why it's now.,A lot of spoilers are needed.,But I can't spoil it.,That's all)

One of the beggars helped the disciple and said, "Elder Wu, what can I do here?"

Wu Changfeng said: "Don't spread this matter. ”

Someone said: "Senior Brother Xu Chang is the master of the sacred mountain of Qingliang Temple, but I'm afraid I can't hide it." ”

Wu Changfeng saw that the beggar gang had been losing momentum recently, and he could no longer offend the strong enemy of the 'Dragon Descending Arhat', so he sighed and said, "Then tell the truth." ”

Li Zhichang didn't think there was anything wrong with killing the beggar gang that Elder Xu didn't think there was anything wrong with him, the other party clearly wanted to trouble him, and he was not in the mood to play any conspiracy with the other party. Even if there are thousands of hardships on the road, he has relied on the sword of impermanence to overcome all the thorns and thorns, how can he calculate so much. He was able to narrowly defeat Shangguan Jinhong, who was a little higher than him in martial arts at that time, not because he could calculate, but because he was more confident and decisive. Shangguan Jinhong still has to care about the success or failure of life and death, and Li Zhichang will not think about this, under a sword, victory and defeat will naturally be clearly distinguished, so he dares to go straight to the frightening Longtan tiger's den of the Money Gang alone.

Drum Mountain is in the south of Song County, the northeast of Qu Yuangang, and there is really a distance from here. However, Li Zhichang did not follow the main road, encountered a mountain, waded in the water, and arrived at the Drum Mountain in three days.

Li Zhichang entered a valley. The valley is full of pine trees, and when the mountain wind passes, the sound of pine is like waves. After walking through the woods, he came to the three wooden houses. I saw two people sitting opposite each other under a big tree in front of the house. Next to the one on the left stood one person, and behind him stood four people.

One with flowing silver. Shoulder-length beard. The old man with a fan stood far away. He looked up to the sky, and his expression was very arrogant. There was a prisoner cart behind him, eight people were imprisoned, and there were men and women on the prisoner cart, one of whom was dressed in costume, and it was Li Puppet, who had not been seen for a long time.

Li Zhichang knew that the old man was naturally Ding Chunqiu, but as for his left and right star disciples, he didn't see the lion-nosed man and the star picker. A disciple of the Xingzhu Sect had already recognized Li Zhichang and stepped forward to say a few words to Ding Chunqiu. Ding Chunqiu smiled and looked at Li Zhichang a few times, thoughtfully.

The puppet Li looked at the old man on the chessboard stupidly, but he turned a blind eye to Li Zhichang's arrival. Li Zhichang walked closer and saw a big stone between the two people who were sitting, with a chessboard on it, and the two were playing against each other. On the right is a short, thin, shriveled old man, and on the left is a young man.

The young man was twenty-seven or eighteen years old, wearing a light yellow shirt and a long sword hanging from his waist, which should be Murong Fu. Because next to him was Wang Yuyan, but behind him were the four generals.

But I saw that the chessboard was carved on a large bluestone. The sunspots and whites are all crystal bright, and each side has laid more than 100 seeds. Ding Chunqiu slowly approached the game. The short old man threw a black man, and suddenly his eyebrows furrowed, as if he saw a strange and urgent change in the chess game.

Bao Wei saw Su Xinghe frowning and thinking, and said happily: "Childe is going to crack this 'Zhenlong chess game', Zhenlong and Zhenlong are not providential?"

It seems that Su Xinghe heard his words and responded again. Murong Fu's face changed greatly when he saw this hand, and Ding Chunqiu next to him said: "Murong Gongzi, I see that your general trend has gone, why bother with it." He didn't know how to play chess, but he was very good at observing words and feelings, and when he saw Murong Fu's face change greatly, he said this sentence lightly. He is proficient in evil arts, and there is an implication of bewitchment in these words, Murong Fu was immersed in the chess game, and when he heard this, his heart was shocked. I only feel that he is indeed hopeless in this life, and his martial arts are not the first in the world, how can he still be a true dragon son and a leader.

Suddenly, with a loud scream, he drew his sword and slashed it into his neck.

Murong Fu couldn't have expected it at this time, only Li Zhichang and Ding Chunqiu could understand. However, Li Zhichang was not in the mood to go to the rescue, and Ding Chunqiu would not go to the rescue. Deng Baichuan and the others were one step slower to react after all.

Only to hear a clang, Murong Fu's long sword was shot down by a string of Buddhist beads, and someone shouted: "This son must not commit suicide." ”

Only then did Murong Fu come to his senses and saw that the person who came was just a young monk. Although he was very surprised, although he had been hit by the evil just now, his martial arts had not been lost, and this monk was able to shoot down the long sword in his hand with a string of Buddhist beads, which was indeed extraordinary. In the past, his eyes were above the top, but in recent years, he has repeatedly gone wrong, and at this time there is really an illusion that there are so many heroes in the world.

I only heard a clear voice from among the branches and leaves of the pine tree: "Murong Gongzi was also here, was that a senior monk of Shaolin Temple just now?" The branches and leaves moved slightly, the breeze was blowing, and there was already an extra monk next to the chess game. This monk was wearing a gray cloth monk's robe, his divine light was shining, his treasure was solemn, and his face was slightly smiling. It's not Harumachi, but who is coming.

The young monk stepped forward and handed a heroic note to Su Xinghe, and said, "The little monk is Xuzhu, a junior disciple of Shaolin Temple, and he came to meet Mr. Su Xinghe on the order of the abbot of the sect. ”

Su Xinghe took the hero post and stood up, looking at Xuzhu, a little monk with an ugly face, he sighed a little in his heart, but still asked: "Old man Su Xinghe, is the little monk also here to crack the Zhenlong chess game?"

Xuzhu was stunned for a moment, and muttered: "Isn't Mr. Su Xinghe unable to speak, could it be that the head abbot told me the wrong one." ”

Su Xinghe smiled and said, "That was before, and now the old man can speak." ”

Hanya's eight friends said in unison: "Master!" with a crying tone in his words. It turned out that they knew that Su Xinghe had made a heavy oath to Ding Chunqiu before and would remain silent for the rest of his life, and if he broke the oath at this moment, he would naturally die with Ding Chunqiu for the rest of his life.

Ding Chunqiu smiled and said, "Okay, good." ”

Xuzhu said to Kuma Zhi again: "Did this master just speak to me?"

Li Zhichang looked leisurely, and sighed slightly: "King Ming hasn't seen him for half a year, but his demeanor is even more than in the past, why don't we talk about the sword again here and now." ”

Gu Mozhi had already seen Li Zhichang, his heart sank, and he smiled casually: "After a few months, Li Xiaoyou's demeanor has not diminished, but at this moment, the poor monks are still not ugly." "How conceited Gu Mozhi is, he also knows that there are many masters here, if he rashly fights Li Zhichang, he doesn't know who is cheaper than whom.

Xu Zhu now saw that Li Zhichang was also here, and said happily: "Master Li Shi, it turns out that you are also here, that's really good." He saw that there were many strangers here, and he was a little scared in his heart, but when he saw Li Zhichang at this moment, his heart was much more stable.

Murong Fu saw that Li Zhichang was not happy at first, and then saw that the little monk who had saved him just now was very familiar with Li Zhichang, and the words of thanks fell into his mouth, and he couldn't say it anymore.

Li Zhichang stepped forward and sat down on the chessboard and said, "Mr. Su, I'll crack this game of Zhenlong, don't you mind." ”

Su Xinghe was very surprised when he saw Li Zhichang's demeanor and calm expression, and he was very welcome when he saw him take the initiative to come over to crack the chess game. Back on the chessboard, he sat down slowly, and said, "Please." ”

Ding Chunqiu knew from the mouth of the disciple that this young man was a little powerful, so he was naturally willing to let Li Zhichang crack this ghost chess game, and then he would do the same, but before that, he had to find a way to solve this little monk of Shaolin Temple. (To be continued!)

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