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Chapter Two Shaolin Temple

In Dong Shirui's arms, Li Wei was sleeping peacefully. After being reborn as a child, he found that he also liked sleeping like other children.

When Mu Ran heard the word "Qiao Feng", he woke up suddenly and turned around, "Qiao Feng? Where is it?", his two small eyes looked around, looking for the word Qiao Feng that he accidentally heard in his sleep.

Dong Shirui saw him struggling and moving, thinking that the sound of the two talking had woken him up, and immediately coaxed him softly. Li Wei looked around, but didn't see any "Qiao Feng", so he closed his eyes again, thinking that he heard

Wrong.

"Brother Qiao, do you also want to go to Shaolin Temple?" Dong Shirui asked.

At this time, Li Wei in his arms began to struggle again, but he was seen twisting his body and moving his head outwards, looking at Qiao Feng in front of him.

"Auntie, is this brother your child?" Qiao Feng looked at Li Wei in Dong Shirui's arms and suddenly fell in love with him. He had not had many friends since he was a child, so he was very happy to suddenly see a cute little brother.

"Yes, his name is Nian Chun." When she mentioned the word "Nian Chun", she immediately froze and looked into the distance. She thought of that handsome and handsome figure again in her mind. He was gentle, elegant and personable.

But her expression immediately became gloomy again, and she looked very sad. Two tears fell from her cheeks, "Auntie, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Dong Shirui burst into tears, Qiao Feng was immediately at a loss.

"No, Auntie is fine. She just remembered some sad past events." Dong Shirui wiped the tears from her face with her hands and said with a gentle smile.

When Li Wei looked at the rather burly child in front of him, he was shocked and realized that what he just heard in his dream was not an illusion. The person in front of him was indeed Qiao Feng.

In the past few days, he had been wandering around the world with Dong Shirui, and he often heard people talking about the Shaolin Beggar Clan. At that time, he didn't know which era he had returned to. At this time, he heard "Qiao Feng" on Shaoshi Mountain in Songshan Mountain.

"" Two words, he immediately understood that he had returned to the world of Tianlong. Looking at the Qiao Feng in front of him, he was only eleven or twelve years older than himself.

He was overjoyed, knowing that there were still nearly 20 years until Tianlong's start, and he would be almost 20 years old by then. Just when he was happy, he suddenly heard Dong Shirui calling his name, and he

He immediately turned back to look at her, because every time Dong Shirui mentioned her name, she would look very sad.

It was indeed the case this time. Looking at Dong Shirui with a sad expression, Li Wei thought in his mind, "Nian Chun?" Recalling what princess the four people were talking about that night, "Duan Zhengchun?" The three words immediately came to his mind.

Appear.

Yes, yes, among the Tianlongs, who is the most romantic person and leaves his own seeds everywhere, except Duan Zhengchun, the king of Zhennan, Dali Kingdom, who lives in the south of the sky. No wonder he does not have a son among the Tianlongs, all of them are

It was his daughter. It turned out that although he was romantic, he was cautious and always guarded against leaving a son outside and one day going back to compete with Duan Yu for the throne.

Unfortunately, in the end, the son he tried so hard to protect was actually the son of his wife and someone else. Li Wei sneered in his heart, one day he would make him pay for his actions.

"Auntie, I will take you to the Shaolin Temple right now." Qiao Feng was rough and honest, but he was actually very attentive. He immediately noticed Dong Shirui's strangeness, so he changed the topic.

Dong Shirui smiled slightly, nodded, and immediately followed him along the path ahead. This time with Qiao Feng leading the way, Dong Shirui no longer wandered around like before, and Qiao Feng took her everywhere.

Some stone steps that are as flat as possible.

After walking for another half an hour, Dong Shirui saw the temple hidden in the mountains and forests in front of him from a distance. There was a faint sound of bells in front of him.

Smoke rises from above, and the clouds and mist are lingering, misty and misty, like a fairyland.

Dong Shirui was immediately overjoyed. Behind Qiao Feng, he walked quickly forward for another quarter of an hour, and finally arrived in front of the temple. Standing in front, he looked up and saw three large golden characters of "Shaolin Temple" hanging majestically.

above.

On both sides of the vermilion door, two Shaolin monks holding long sticks were standing solemnly, looking straight ahead, looking at each other, their minds calm and unmoved by external objects.

"Auntie, the Shaolin Temple is ahead. You can go there by yourself. I'll leave first if I have something else to do," Qiao Feng said.

"Okay, thank you, brother Qiao," Dong Shirui thanked.

Qiao Feng smiled naively, scratched his head, turned around and ran towards a path on the side. His steps were hurried, and he didn't know what was urgent. It was obvious that he had been delayed just now to lead the way.

After watching Qiao Feng leave with a smile, Dong Shirui immediately turned back and looked at the Shaolin Temple in front of her. With a determined and solemn look on her face, she looked at Li Wei in her arms and walked forward.

"Female donor, please stop. This temple is not accepting guests for the time being. Please go back." As soon as Dong Shirui approached, the monks standing on both sides immediately moved closer and blocked the middle.

"Two masters, please inform the abbot of your temple that the little girl needs to see you." Dong Shirui nodded slightly and said softly.

Dong Shirui has a beautiful appearance and a soft voice. Any man who hears this will unconsciously agree to her request. However, the two monks said expressionlessly: "I'm sorry to the female benefactor. It's not convenient for the abbot of this temple to meet guests, so why not?"

Please ask the female donor to go back."

"Two masters, I really have something urgent and I want to see your abbot. Please let me know," Dong Shirui said urgently.

"Female donor, please come back." The warrior monk on the right performed a Buddha ritual.

"Master, monks are compassionate, please let me in," Dong Shirui said.

"You can see the abbot whenever you want," another monk said impatiently.

Dong Shirui was startled for a moment and was shocked by the sudden loud shout. She had originally heard that Shaolin Temple was the Taishan Beidou of martial arts, and all the monks in the temple were benevolent eminent monks.

She had been raised in a boudoir since she was a child and knew nothing about the outside world. Although she had gained a lot of experience wandering around the world during this period, she was still a simple Shaolin, which was really a good place for Buddhism, so she came directly here.

But how does she know how respected the identity of the abbot of Shaolin is, and how can she, an ordinary woman, see it when they meet each other? The Buddha said that all living beings are equal, but how can they be truly equal in the face of the difference in status.

She was angry and anxious. Looking at Li Wei in her arms, she could not help but burst into tears and sob when she thought of the desolate experience of being abandoned by her family, having her lover betrayed her heart, and wandering around in the rivers and lakes for days.

The two Shaolin monks have always lived in the pure place of Shaolin. They have never seen a woman cry. They changed their previous solemnity and looked panicked and at a loss. "Female donor, please don't cry anymore." The two

The monk hurriedly advised.

Dong Shirui was crying when she saw the panic of the two of them. She suddenly understood, her face turned sad, and she cried louder, but her tears no longer stayed.

Her loud voice made the two monks even more confused. "Xu Jian, Xu Ming, what are you two doing?" a voice shouted.

The three of them looked back and saw a middle-aged monk looking here at the bottom of the stone steps. There was a child following him, it was Qiao Feng.

"See my uncle, I'm reporting to my uncle that this female benefactor wanted to see the abbot. The disciple said that it was not convenient for the abbot to see the guests, so the female benefactor started crying." Two Shaolin monks hurriedly walked down the stone steps.

When he arrived in front of him, he put his hands together and said respectfully.

The middle-aged monk listened to the two men's narration, walked up to Dong Shirui, clasped his hands and said, "Female donor, poor monk Xuan Ku, I don't know if I have anything important to do to see the abbot, senior brother. Can you tell the poor monk first?"

"Master Xuanku, you are so polite. The little girl really has no choice but to come here. The little girl is being chased by gangsters, and the baby is still young, so I sincerely ask the abbot of Shaolin to be compassionate and protect him." Dong Shirui knew that this person must be.

The respected eminent monk stopped crying immediately, bowed slightly and said.

"I don't know who is chasing the female benefactor," Xuan Ku said.

Dong Shirui hesitated for a moment, not knowing how to start, "Auntie, tell my master what kind of bad guy is going to hunt you down," Qiao Feng next to Xuan Ku said.

"Master, the person who is chasing and killing the little girl is named Duan and his name is Zhengchun," Dong Shirui said.

Xuan Ku suddenly had a look of surprise on his face, "Female Donor, I don't know why Donor Duan is chasing you." Dong Shirui saw the surprised look on his face and immediately knew that he knew Duan Zhengchun, "It's because of the child", she said this

, she cried softly again.

When Li Wei in his arms heard this, his thoughts turned out to be true, and a trace of determination and a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes.

"Female donor, I don't know what matters to the baby, please tell me carefully." Xuan Ku saw her crying again and said hurriedly.

At that moment, Dong Shirui stopped crying and told him one by one how he met Duan Zhengchun, how they had a private life, how Duan Zhengchun left, and how he sent people to hunt him down.

Xuan Ku and others on the side blushed and were stunned for a long time. They were all monks in the temple, and they had never heard of such a romantic affair.

"Amitabha, this matter is of great importance. Female donor, please wait for a moment. The poor monk will go discuss it with the abbot brother right now." Xuan Ku said with a painful look on his face when he heard the Buddha's name.

"Thank you, Master," Dong Shirui said.

Xuan Ku's heart was already filled with waves, and he didn't know what to do. Duan Zhengchun was the king of Zhennan in Dali, with a high status. Dong Shirui and others didn't know, how could he not know that, and Duan Zhengchun had always been a romantic, everyone in the world knew this.

matter, so he did not doubt the authenticity of the matter.

He passed through several courtyards and walked a short path until he came to the door of a room. He stood at the door, clasped his hands together and said, "Brother Abbot, Xuan Ku wants to see you."

"Junior Brother Xuanku, please come in," a deep voice came from inside.

Pushing the door open and entering, Xuanku bowed to Shaolin abbot Xuanci, who was sitting on the futon, and immediately told everything about Dong Shirui.

"This matter is related to the struggle for the throne of the Duan family in Dali, Tiannan. I, Shaolin, really shouldn't be involved in it." After pondering for a while, Xuanci said.

"But senior brother, the mother and son are really pitiful, and the prince did go too far. I, a Buddhist, are compassionate and ask senior brother to take them in." Xuan Ku said with his hands clasped together.

"In that case, accept them and let them live next to Mr. and Mrs. Qiao at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain."

Otherwise, the future may be unpredictable.”dd


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