Qiao Zhenyue's fists, driven by his drunkenness and anger, were both cruel and clever. With just one blow, he pushed the two monks to the ground, causing them to turn over four or five times in succession.
"Grass!"
Although the two monks turned several somersaults, they also relieved the strength from Qiao Zhenyue's fists. In addition, the two of them had practiced kung fu well, and they did not injure their muscles and bones. In the blink of an eye,
When a carp jumps, they all stand up.
"How dare you interfere in the affairs of Shaolin Temple? Are you tired of living?"
As the two monks spoke, they attacked Qiao Zhenyue from both sides. The monk on the left flicked his palm with his left palm, and his right elbow came out from the chest. He made a clean move of "Huang Ying Falling", while on the right
A monk turned his upper body and performed the "double peaks piercing the ears" move, which was powerful and heavy.
These two moves are both from Shaolin Luohan Boxing. Although they are just entry-level martial arts, they may seem ordinary, but when practiced to a high level, they are extremely powerful.
Qiao Zhenyue saw that these two people were performing every move in style, and knew that these two people were definitely not new disciples of the Shaolin Temple, so he dealt with it calmly. He drew an arc with his hands, lowered his waist strength, and executed the move "A Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix"
"Immediately struck out. This move was wide open and closed, wide and raised high. Wherever the strength of the fist touched, it had the power to crack rocks.
Seeing that Qiao Zhenyue's fist was strong, the monk on the left did not attack hard. He turned around and slipped out of the fist wind. Seeing his companion slipping away, the monk on the right curled his mouth, knowing that his move was "double-handed".
"Feng Guan Er" will definitely hit Qiao Zhenyue's chest firmly. This is a move that the two of them have practiced countless times. One of them will feint and the other will attack, and they will cooperate with each other.
When Qiao Zhenyue saw the monk on the left slipping away, he calmly used the "Thunder Strike Seven Stars" move. His palms were like lightning, and he slapped the monk on the right on the face.
When the monk on the left saw his companion falling to the ground, he turned his fist into a finger and connected the "Yanggu" and "Yanglao" acupuncture points on Qiao Zhenyue's hand from the side.
This Nianhua Finger move is one of Shaolin's seventy-two stunts, the Nianhua Finger. An ordinary person can only hit one acupoint with one finger, but this Nianhua Finger technique has been practiced to such an extent that it can hit continuously with one finger.
Seven points. Although this monk can only connect two fingers with one finger, it is not easy for the younger generation of Shaolin.
Qiao Zhenyue looked at this move and wondered in his heart, "It stands to reason that skills like Nian Hua Fu's acupoint hand can be regarded as advanced martial arts in Shaolin. If you want to practice Shaolin, you have to stay in Shaolin Temple for seven or eight years. But in Shaolin
How could a monk who has been here for seven or eight years do something like robbing women from the countryside?"
Seeing that the two fingers were already attacking, he didn't have time to think about it. He snorted and struck out with the move "Strengthen the Five Mountains to Cover the Chicheng". This move is Qiao Zhenyue's unique fist skill. Each move can penetrate the inner energy.
, the fists were accidentally thrown out, and they exploded like thunder.
As soon as the monk's fingers touched Qiao Zhenyue's arm, he was counterattacked by the strong internal force, and his two fingers broke into pieces with a "bang" sound.
"Good guy, you dare to offend the disciples of Shaolin Temple and leave your name without fear of death?"
One of the two monks was covering his severed finger, and the other was covering his cheek. Although they were in a state of embarrassment, their harsh words were true.
"Qiao Zhenyue." Qiao Zhenyue replied coldly.
"If you have some courage, just wait here for me. Just wait and see how your Buddha will deal with you!" After saying that, the two monks quickly ran towards the Shaolin Temple.
Qiao Zhenyue looked at the backs of the two Shaolin disciples and couldn't help but sigh. When did the Shaolin Temple become so unbearable? As he thought this, the girl who was rescued beside him started to speak timidly.
"Thank you..."
This girl was sixteen or seventeen years old, a naive and romantic age, and she didn't know much about human relationships. When he saw Qiao Zhenyue's rugged appearance and tall figure, it seemed that he couldn't be called "gongzi", but according to the village's name
Calling him "big brother" seemed to be against the rules. For a moment, he didn't know how to address Qiao Zhenyue. He said "Thank you" in his mouth without further explanation.
When Qiao Zhenyue saw her coquettish look, he immediately understood and said, "Just call me Brother Qiao. You don't have to worry about the etiquette and rules. I'm just a playboy and don't care about those."
The girl's almond-shaped eyes were bulging, and her beautiful eyebrows were furrowed. She obviously didn't believe what Qiao Zhenyue said. She looked left and right, carefully looking at Qiao Zhenyue. Although he looked rough and wild, he had the look of a lion and a tiger.
, eyebrows as black as charcoal, eyes like blades, a ring of beard connected to the temples, moving in the wind, like a lion's mane.
Qiao Zhenyue looked at the little girl's round head and round head, with her two auspicious buns swaying. He was very happy. He also saw her looking around, looking very innocent and romantic.
"Stop looking. Come on, I'll treat you to dinner. I just have something to ask you." Qiao Zhenyue scratched the back of his head and said sheepishly.
The girl hesitated for a while, then nodded timidly, and followed Qiao Zhenyue towards the restaurant.
Seeing the girl sitting down, Qiao Zhenyue called the waiter to clear away the wine jars, and ordered a plate of beef, a plate of tofu, a plate of green vegetables, a plate of fried pork with chili pepper, and a large bowl of rice.
"What's your name?" Qiao Zhenyue asked, scratching the back of his head. This was his first time eating alone with a woman, and he felt a little shy and a little afraid.
"My name is Shuang'er." Shuang'er looked at the dozen wine jars and couldn't help but be stunned. One person can drink so much wine, which is even more powerful than a big buffalo.
"Why did those two monks from Shaolin Temple rob you?" Qiao Zhenyue asked.
Shuang'er was stunned for a long time, and then he said: "My father rented the land of Shaolin Temple, but my father passed away three months ago, and the rent owed to Shaolin Temple has never been paid. Those monks are going to
I was sold to a Shaolin brothel."
Peasants farm on sharecrops and farm and make ends meet depending on the weather. When the year is good, they can still have food left over to support their families after paying the rent. When the year is bad, they can only borrow money from their landlords and wait for the principal to be repaid with interest in the coming year.
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"How much money does your family owe to Shaolin Temple?" Qiao Zhenyue asked.
"Three liang." Shuang'er replied.
For only three taels of silver, he wanted a girl's innocent body. Qiao Zhenyue smashed the table with his fist, causing the dishes and chopsticks on the table to clang. Is this Shaolin Temple still the Shaolin where Buddha and ancestors became ancestors? Are they adults?
If the devil is the leader, they are willing to fall. They are not afraid of going to hell with their tongues pulled out and walking through mountains of swords and swords after death?
Shuang'er was frightened by Qiao Zhenyue's punch, and looked at him with fearful eyes, like a stray deer, trembling timidly.
Seeing that he had frightened Shuang'er, Qiao Zhenyue scratched the back of his head and said, "Don't be afraid, Miss Shuang'er, I have such a hot temper. I will pay back the three taels of silver you owe Shaolin for you. You can rest assured after eating."
go home."
As soon as he heard that he was going home, Shuang'er's eyes turned dim from timidity, and two drops of tears slowly overflowed from the corners of his eyes. In the sunlight, they flashed with little silver light, like two small crystals.
"If my father dies, I will have no family."
Crying? This girl is crying?
Qiao Zhenyue's heart was in a state of confusion. He actually had good hands and feet.
Qiao Zhenyue, a hero of the world who was never afraid of hundreds of arms and thousands of hands, a knight-errant who never hesitated despite being overwhelmed by wind and rain, braved mountains and seas, was at a loss for words because of a woman's tears.
"It's my fault, it's my fault. Miss Shuang'er, please stop crying."
Qiao Zhenyue wanted to wipe away the tears on Shuang'er's face, but because of the difference between men and women, he didn't dare to do it. He could only stay there blankly, hoping that she would stop crying soon.
"That's him! It's him who robbed our girl and injured me and Junior Brother Shunxin."
Just when Qiao Zhenyue was at a loss, the two monks had already rushed to the door of the restaurant with their helpers. More than a dozen monks, armed with sticks and knives, blocked the door of the restaurant!
