Feng Yu had seen a lot of these bullies and didn't take them seriously at all.
"This place belongs to your family? Let whoever you let go leave? Even if I pretend to be polite, it's better than some sanctimonious and polite scum."
"If you dare to scold me, you are seeking death!"
He pulled out his saber and pointed at Feng Yu, about to slash at him, but was blocked by the middle-aged man with a straight beard.
"You two, there are a lot of people here, and we are all talking about sect secrets. It is not easy for irrelevant people to eavesdrop. I have some silver here as compensation for you."
As he spoke, a few pieces of silver were thrown into the open space beside the two of them.
"Amitabha, this benefactor, this young monk has not yet asked for alms. I don't need your money. It's just that the two of us have been walking for a day. There is only one ruined temple here. My friend is injured and it is really difficult to go out.
When the cold wind blows, you talk about your own affairs, and we guarantee that we won’t remember even a word of what we shouldn’t hear.”
"Haha, it seems like you don't understand when I say nice things, right?"
The little girl next to them pointed a sword at them, "Dad, why are you talking so much? Just drive them away! Hey, are you leaving or not?"
Feng Yu chuckled lightly and raised his head to look at the dozen or so people. They were wearing clothes for five people and six people, but the mouth didn't seem to be long as it should be.
When the little girl saw Feng Yu raising her head, she was also surprised. She took two steps closer and said, "I didn't expect you to look so good-looking. So let's do this. For the sake of you being so good-looking, please say goodbye."
Let my father be your teacher, so you don’t have to go out."
The man who was the first to let them go couldn't stand it anymore, "Junior sister, you must not be deceived by him! This pretty girl with oily hair and pink face has no ability at all, it all depends on her face!"
Feng Yu opened his eyes in a daze, turned to Kongwen and smiled: "Hey, why must it be me? I think you, a little monk, are not bad looking either!"
The woman knelt down and took a closer look at Kong Wen again, her eyes shining brightly, "It's a pity that he's a bald donkey. It's better to be good-looking. Why don't you stay too, and we can become apprentices together?"
Kong Wen blushed and said, "Female donor, you can't say this nonsense. The young monk is a monk, so there is no need to make fun of me."
"A joke? Do I, Xiao Chuchu, look like I'm joking? Let me tell you, there are a lot of wild wolves and wild boars out here. Be careful, you won't be able to come back! If you follow us, you can still survive, and maybe you can bring us with you.
I want you to see the big world."
Feng Yu was too lazy to laugh anymore. This kind of person was so disgusting that even just looking at him made him feel sick to his stomach.
"Are you done?"
"That's it. How about it? Have you thought about it clearly?"
"You can go away now that you're done. I originally wanted to give you a little bit, but now I don't want to. I feel sick when I see you."
"You, you deserve to die!"
This woman's face was so angry that she slashed her with one sword, without even realizing how cruel she was.
Kong Wen dodged and grabbed the sword with both hands.
"Female donor, if you have to spare others, spare them, and don't use knives or guns, is it okay?"
Xiao Chuchu kicked him directly, and a golden bell suddenly appeared on Kong Wen's body. Xiao Chuchu seemed to have kicked a hard rock, and he screamed in pain and was knocked away.
The middle-aged man looked at the little monk in front of him, drew his sword, and stared angrily, but also with a hint of fear.
"Golden Bell, you are a monk from Shaolin Temple!"
"Amitabha, all the donors are in such dire straits. Why bother worrying about it? Why don't we just rest together. Your secret little monk will never tell a word of it."
The young man ran over and helped the junior sister up, but Xiao Chuchu was still aggressive, covering her feet and staring at them fiercely, while calling her father to kill the two of them to avenge her.
Feng Yu glanced at her angrily, "Is it such a trivial matter to kill someone in the world? You don't follow any principles or rules, and you're going to kill or beat someone up if they meet by chance?"
The middle-aged man slowly sheathed his sword, looked at the two of them and said, "What happened just now was very offensive. My little girl has been spoiled and indulgent since she was a child. Please don't take offense."
Kong Wen was also very happy when he saw that the soldiers had stopped and treated each other. He hurriedly waved his hands and said, "Don't blame me, don't blame me. It's fine if everyone doesn't take action. It's fine if you don't take action."
The ruined temple was divided into two, with the broken Buddha statue as the boundary. Feng Yu and Kong Wendu sat on one side, meditating quietly and resting. Feng Yu felt uncomfortable with the crowd, so he did not fall asleep, so he sat cross-legged. When he was free,
Asking this simple friend, the Yi Jin Jing is really no longer like reading a heavenly book.
The middle-aged man's name was Xiao Jin. He asked the little monk in the air, but he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Little Master, I wonder if Abbot Huide of Shaolin would like to come in? We said goodbye last time. It's been a long time since I last saw him!"
Kong Wen was indeed asked, and there was no guessing whether what he said was true or false.
"Does the donor know our abbot?"
"Of course. I still remember that when I was still young and Chu Chu was born not long ago, our family was hunted down by the enemy. We passed through a small town on the way to escape. Fortunately, Abbot Huide rescued us. We also chatted for a long time. I can't forget it for a long time.
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"The abbot did go down the mountain to experience it when he was young, but we really don't know the inside story, and the abbot never mentioned it."
"You young people, who would tell you these boring stories? Abbot Huide back then was young, handsome, and highly skilled in martial arts, but you are not bad at all, little master. Is he your master?"
Kong Wen shook his head, "No, no, the abbot is my uncle, not my master, but he has treated me like a direct disciple since I was a child and taught the young monk a lot."
"Haha, the little master's golden bell is very impressive, but I heard that the peerless mental skills not taught in Shaolin are extremely powerful. To be able to achieve such good fortune at such a young age, he must be a core disciple."
"That's not true. Even though I grew up in the temple since I was a child, everything was taught by my master, my uncle, and my uncles. My martial arts is still far inferior to theirs. Just like my master said, no matter how good the Yi Jin Jing is,
It’s so powerful, I can’t beat the abbot’s Bodhicitta.”
Feng Yu opened his eyes immediately, and it was too late to stop him. This little monk was so stupid that he believed everything others said.
Xiao Jin's eyes widened and he was a little moved. On the surface, he pretended to be unmoved, but Feng Yu still saw the look in his eyes.
"Huh, it turns out to be the Yi Jin Jing. This is known as the best internal skill in the world. But you are still young. You will definitely be able to defeat the abbot in the future. He is also the same. How old is he? He still pays attention to these things. I don't know what to do.
Let junior."
At this time, Feng Yu continued what they said: "Senior, it's normal for elders to give guidance to younger ones. Moreover, Master Abbot's internal injuries have not healed for many years. If you are not careful, you may lose. Of course, you have to go all out."
Kong Wen was a little puzzled, but Feng Yu held him back and said nothing. He still trusted and was happy about this new friend.
"Injured? Why, Abbot Huide was injured? How come he hasn't recovered yet?"
Feng Yu pretended to be helpless and regretful and said: "Well, monks are compassionate. Master Abbot often goes down the mountain to help others and does chivalry and justice. He will always offend some people. I can't remember it clearly. It seems that it was a serious injury and vomiting blood.
When I came back, I never felt better again. I was a junior at that time, otherwise I would be designated as a cave master now! After that, I avoided some masters when I went down the mountain. I don’t know whether you met the master before or after, and Miss Chu Chu was born.
, it should be after that, it’s no wonder I don’t go out of the temple much after that.”
Xiao Jin also "recalled", "It's been so long ago that I can't remember clearly, but when I think about it, he must have been injured. He is really not very comfortable using force. It's my fault that he didn't notice that.
My boxing skills have obviously slowed down."
Feng Yu looked at him with a bit of a joke, "Yes, especially the Pumen stick method. The Zen stick is too heavy, and I haven't seen the abbot practice it since."
"Yes, when killing enemies, a Zen staff can help you move freely. It's a pity. If I can survive this time, I must pay a visit to Shaolin when I have time to express my gratitude."
"Oh, really? Did senior encounter any difficulties? Why are you saying so tragically?"
Xiao Jin let out a breath, "Oh, we are really in trouble this time. We are going to the Qinling Mountains. You two should also know that there is a martial arts competition there."
"Of course I know. We're just heading there to see the excitement."
"Alas, my old enemy also took this opportunity to compete with me. It's a pity that I killed the enemy with Abbot Huide and blocked his sword. It was a great loss to the palace, and there are still traces of it to this day."
Feng Yu was very "shocked" and said with concern: "Senior, why didn't you treat me?"
"It hurts the meridians and cannot be cured."
"How is this possible? Now that we are facing a huge enemy, even if we can't cure it, we should recover to some extent."
"It's useless. I guess there is no way in the world except the Yi Jin Jing to cure my injury. But the abbot is kind to me, so I can't make it difficult for him."
Feng Yu patted his thigh, "That's just right. I know how to ask my little master Kong. You can ask him to teach you. This way you can also form a good relationship!"
"This, how can this be done? How can I do this kind of thing? Isn't this trapping my little master into being unkind and unjust?"
"Then he doesn't save his old friend, uncle. Isn't that ruthless and unjust?"
"This, this~"
Seeing Xiao Jin still pretending there, Kong Wen couldn't stand it anymore and immediately stood up.
Xiao Jin thought he was going to give him the Yi Jin Jing, and he was secretly happy.
"Amitabha, monks don't lie, how can the donor be so unprincipled!"
Xiao Jin was stunned, "Little Master, why are you so angry all of a sudden? I was rude. Everyone has his own destiny. I shouldn't have such thoughts. I'm presumptuous. I will never mention it again in the future. In the future, I will not mention it in front of the abbot."
I will never reveal a word about today. Maybe I don’t have the fate to see the abbot again.”