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9. Trouble at the door. The monk chases the murderer

() In the early morning of the second day, after breakfast, Liu Meng wanted to go to the guest room in the front yard to chat with A Ke and deepen their relationship, but his senior brother He Buwei stopped him with his hand.

He Buwei looked at Liu Meng with a strange look for a while and said, "Uncle Master ordered, 'Let Xiao Liu go to Huanglu Hall to read the Qingjing Sutra.'" Seeing Liu Meng looking at him in confusion, He Buwei shrugged helplessly.

Said: "Uncle Master said, when will you read the Qingjing Sutra thoroughly, and when will you be allowed to leave the Huanglu Palace? By the way, Xiaoliu, have you committed something?"

Reading scriptures in Huanglu Palace? Liu Meng didn’t believe his ears, but the serious look of his senior brother with his arms folded over his shoulders didn’t look like a joke at all. Last night, his uncle followed the advice and took the route of warmth. Why did he suddenly change his face this morning?

I punished myself to do something as boring as reading the Bible, and I fainted! It is said that a girl's mind changes suddenly, how could this middle-aged man learn to do this?

Rules are the most important in the Wuyue Sword Sect. Since his uncle has given orders, unless he wants to betray the sect, Liu Meng has no choice but to obey this path.

Why not call out to a little Taoist boy who was passing by and ask him to lead him to the Huanglu Hall at the end. Pushing the door and going in, he saw that the room was full of bookcases, but it was a place where Taoist scriptures were piled up. Someone was responsible for taking care of this place.

The Taoist boy came over, and after hearing that he wanted to read the "Qing Jing Sutra", he followed the index posted on the bookcase, took out the palm-thick volume of scriptures, put it on the low table in the middle space, and asked the distinguished guests to read it by themselves.

"The great road is invisible, giving birth to the heaven and the earth; the great road is ruthless, moving the sun and the moon; the great road is nameless, nourishing all things;" The Qing Jing Sutra, also known as the Chang Qing Jing Sutra, said by Taishang Laojun, is only 401 words, but it contains the principles of the heaven and earth and all things.

It is a must-read scripture for Taoist cultivation. The Hengshan sect worshiped both Buddhism and Taoism, and they respected Yuefu the most. Unfortunately, the sect declined and they hid in the mountains to cultivate themselves. This Taoist scripture only taught the "Tao Te Ching", or

Uncle Hu Yuanlin brought it over to teach everyone how to read.

Fortunately, Liu Meng had gone through a cramming education, and his skill in reciting articles was ranked first or second in the world. This was a mere 401 words, and it took only a cup of hot tea to recite them all.

The senior brother He Buwei who was ordered to supervise had just cooked a pot of Songshan Maojian and took a copy of Ouyang Xiu's "The Drunkard's Piano Fun" to enjoy his leisure time. When he saw Liu Meng coming over with a shy face, he said with a playful smile:

"Senior Brother, I have memorized all this scripture, can I leave now?"

"Did you memorize them all?"

"I've memorized it all! If you don't believe me, check it out."

"Did you understand it thoroughly?"

"It's clear! Isn't it just, 'If a person can always be peaceful, everything in heaven and earth will return to his home.' Well, junior brother, I read it carefully and I have a great understanding!"

"Oh? My uncle told me that great enlightenment does not count as enlightenment. Xiaoliu, please continue to work hard."

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Located in the last corner of the temple, the hall is extremely quiet. The sun shines warmly inside, and the smoke from a furnace of sandalwood is quietly floating. I lie on the rattan mat, sip hot tea and read a book. Why not be like those boring bourgeoisie men?

Liu Meng, holding his chin in his hands, stared at the scriptures spread out in front of him, but his mind flew to nowhere. However, an unknown liquid slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth, showing that a shameless scene was going on in his mind.

Just at this moment, the light at the entrance of the hall dimmed, and a disciple of the Songshan Sect hurriedly walked in. When he came to Dehe Buwei, he saluted: "Senior Brother He, Elder Hu has sent you and Junior Brother Liu to the main hall for questioning. Please invite the two of you.

Go quickly."

In the morning, I called Huanglu Hall to read the scriptures. Why did I have to ask questions again after half a day? He Buwei glanced at the disciple of the Songshan Sect with doubts, and the latter explained: "A monk from the Shaolin Temple came to the door and said that there was someone from our sect yesterday.

We are causing trouble at the gate of the temple and want to ask for an explanation. The two masters are now in the main hall."

A man from Shaolin Temple came to visit? Liu Meng and Tong Buwei looked at each other and exchanged glances. Why Buwei understood that it was his junior brother who was causing the trouble, and immediately asked the Taoist boy to put away the scriptures and follow the disciples of Songshan Sect with Liu Meng.

Hurry to Zhongyue Hall.

On the way, Liu Meng quietly informed his senior brother about what happened yesterday. Hearing that it was the junior junior uncle from the Iron Sword Sect who had beaten someone, why not feel more relaxed and secretly told him: "This bald man from Shaolin Temple bullies people too much. No one can do it."

He is injured and he openly comes to visit me. It seems that he is used to running rampant in the world. If you dare to mess with my Five Mountains Sword Sect, I will definitely humiliate them when I find an opportunity."

Because of the Shaolin Temple's self-isolating approach, heroic sects such as the Hengshan Sect were dissatisfied with it. However, due to the constraints of the sect's commandments, the disciples of each sect did not go to the temple to find trouble. When talking in private, they tried their best to slander and ridicule.

He didn't take the biggest sect in the world seriously at all.

Hehehe smiled, Liu Meng understood and nodded in thought. Master Jiu Nan is famous for protecting his shortcomings. As long as he finds out that the Shaolin Temple is bullying her disciples, there is no chance that the master will beat up the bald donkey. However, the Shaolin Temple has a thousand-year heritage, and the temple has

Hidden dragon and crouching tiger, Abbot Huicong and old monk Chengguan are extremely skilled in martial arts. I wonder if Master Shitai can fight against two of them.

The Zhongyue Hall is tall and vast, nine rooms long and five rooms deep. It is extremely grand in size. It is said to be copied from the Jinluan Hall in the imperial city. The room on the left side of the main hall is a reception room, with three monks sitting outside, including Elder Wei and Uncle Shi of the Songshan Sect.

Hu Yuanlin was keeping company there, and one of them Liu Meng recognized, it was none other than the warrior monk Cheng Yue. As soon as they arrived, He Buwei was left here to chat with the guests, but his uncle Hu Yuanlin secretly made a look and asked Liu Meng to go alone.

Go in and be careful what you say.

The reception room is very large. A Taoist boy is pouring tea. The two heads of the Songshan Sect and the Hengshan Sect are sitting at the main seats, accompanied by two old monks wearing light red cassocks. One has a solemn and serious face, and the other has a solemn face.

The white-faced and long-bearded people were all smiling, talking politely to each other. On the surface, they were friendly and respectful, but in their hearts they were scolding each other.

Liu Meng walked over, bowed his hands, and said without squinting: "Disciple Liu Bumeng, I have been ordered to come here." Xiang Shoushan nodded, pointed to the serious old monk on the left and said, "Xiao Liu, this is

Master Chengshi from the Discipline Academy of Shaolin Temple." He also pointed to an old monk below who was looking at him with a smile: "This is Master Chengyuan from the Yingbin Academy of Shaolin Temple."

From the Discipline Academy? Is this the rhythm of interrogating and convicting oneself?

Liu Meng cursed in his heart, but remained calm on his face. He held his fists and greeted: "Liu Bumeng, a disciple of the Hengshan School, has met these two masters." After saying this, he stood aside with his hands tied, his eyes watching his nose, his nose watching his heart, and he began to be an honest child.

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With a slight cough, the leader of the Songshan School Ding said: "Martial Nephew Liu, these two masters are here today as guests. They said they had a small matter to inquire about, and that's exactly what I meant to ask you to come over." After a pause,

He added: "We, the Songshan Sect and the Shaolin Temple are close neighbors and have been friendly for generations. Master Liu, you should know that you have to say whatever you want to say, and you must satisfy the two masters."

Well, this Uncle Ding of the Songshan Sect is very tactful in his words. He talks endlessly about neighbors being harmonious and friendly for generations, and knowing everything he knows. He just reminds himself to say what he should say and not say what he shouldn't, just to fool him.

Yes. It seems that the sinister tradition of being an official has existed since ancient times.

Nodding his head respectfully, Liu Meng said sincerely: "Disciple, I will obey my orders and I will tell you everything I know so that the master can return with satisfaction."

With a chuckle, Master Chengyuan understood what the other party was saying, and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, please trouble this little willow almsgiver." Then he turned to the monk who was sitting upright and solemnly, and said: "Cheng Yuan."

Senior brother, please ask me."

In the first seat of the Discipline Academy, Master Chengshi raised one hand and looked at this handsome and friendly young man. Seeing that he was neither humble nor arrogant, he was very calm. A flash of light flashed in his eyes and he saluted: "Donor Liu, what I want to ask you is, what happened yesterday?"

In the afternoon, at the gate of this temple, can I hurt someone so that my nephew Jinghui, a well-known guest of this temple, succumbs to serious injuries?!"


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