Chapter 228 It’s impossible to escape from the law
Author: It’s so hard to get an ID
Chapter 228 It’s impossible to escape from the law
"Donor, are you here to steal things, or are you here to demolish the tower?"
Huang Xiaoshi was shocked when he heard this voice. He had actually been discovered.
That's not the point. The point is that he didn't feel where this person came from at all.
Could it be that there really is an unknown sweeping monk in the Shaolin Temple?
In an instant, Huang Xiaoshi realized that this man did not appear out of nowhere, but that he was already here.
Too careless.
When Huang Xiaoshi saw the door locked from the outside downstairs, he thought there was no one in the building and it was empty.
In fact, this is just a possibility, or a common possibility.
In the Shaolin Temple, or among the monks as a group, they have a special way of meditation called Life and Death Zen.
It means locking people in a room or house, and no one can say a word to you except for delivering food.
Life and death meditation can last for several months or several years, and it can be done by several people or by one person.
Although this kind of retreat practice is cruel, not everyone is qualified to do so.
This attic is not empty. It is locked because there is a monk practicing Zen downstairs.
As a result, Huang Xiaoshi made a jingling bell above his head, and people naturally heard it.
Huang Xiaoshi was also careless. Although he did not dare to use his senses to dodge, he actually forgot to touch the stairs upstairs and downstairs because of his laziness.
After being sarcastically remarked, Huang Xiaoshi immediately choked back in the direction of the voice: "Master, what you said is wrong. I was just taking what was placed here."
"Taking it without telling you is stealing." The voice continued.
Huang Xiaoshi laughed twice and said, "If I left my wallet here and I came back to pick it up, would it be stealing?"
"Donor, if this wallet is yours, then you are taking it back. If this wallet is not yours, then you are stealing it."
"Ha, what you said is quite interesting.
I know what I lost, and I know where it was, so why isn't it mine?
If it comes to that, it shouldn't be that you want to take other people's wallets as your own, so you won't allow others to take them back."
The two of them were bickering with each other, but in fact they were not just chatting.
Huang Xiaoshi's hand movements not only did not stop, but also sped up a bit, not counting the loss of internal energy.
As long as you take things out yourself, no one will talk here.
The monk was blabbering there, and Huang Xiaoshi estimated that he had already sent a signal and was waiting for reinforcements to arrive.
The reason why this monk speaks but does not do anything is naturally not to say that he is a gentleman, but that he either does not know martial arts or has extremely high martial arts.
Needless to say, people who don't know martial arts can only realize how strong Huang Xiaoshi is if they are very high in martial arts. He will not act rashly until he is not sure that he can take down Huang Xiaoshi.
Only those who are not good at martial arts will rush up to Huang Xiaoshi with a loud shout, and then be knocked out with one move.
…
After talking a few words, Huang Xiaoshi recognized who this person was from the voice.
This monk is the unknown monk, the preliminary referee who stabbed him at the Young Heroes Meeting.
This unknown monk, as his name suggests, is too low-key, but Huang Xiaoshi knows that his martial arts are not low at all.
The nameless monk never expected that the person in front of him would be the champion of this Young Heroes Association.
Huang Xiaoshi is not that stupid. When he speaks now, he uses a Guanzhong accent.
"Alas." Huang Xiaoshi suddenly sighed.
"Found it?" Wuming asked Huang Xiaoshi.
"Found it." Huang Xiaoshi nodded and said.
"What is it?" Wuming asked.
"Guess?" Huang Xiaoshi put the things in his arms.
Huang Xiaoshi was about to escape. He had already hidden the bamboo basket on his back before going up the mountain. There was only a Buddha bag in the incense room that he bought just before going up the mountain. There were only about a hundred copper coins in the bag, so he didn't need these things.
As for the Forty-Two Chapter Sutra, there is definitely no way to find it.
After all this commotion, the Shaolin Temple will definitely strengthen its defense, especially things related to Li Cangtian, and they will definitely be strictly guarded.
So, let’s talk about it later.
The key can't escape anyway.
This time, Huang Xiaoshi never expected to be able to get all three things at once. That would be really bad luck.
Speaking of which, I was pretty lucky and Huang Xiaoshi won the bet.
Huang Xiaoshi got what he wanted, but the reinforcements that the monk called for had not yet arrived.
"Donor." Wuming said loudly to Huang Xiaoshi: "This thing was left by the leader of the Demon Cult, Li Cangtian. Since the benefactor keeps saying it is his, then it is.
It's just that the donor is a member of the Demonic Cult, and he came uninvited at night and broke into our forbidden Shaolin area. Before the abbot comes, the poor monk dare not let the donor leave without permission."
"Haha." Huang Xiaoshi felt a little happy when he heard this. He said to Wuming, "What you said seems to be able to stop me."
"Since the benefactor has entered this Demon Suppressing Tower, he has entered the legal net. Even though the poor monk is weak, he is willing to give it a try." Wuming walked up the stairs as he spoke.
The two of them had been talking for a long time, but they were not actually in the same room.
Huang Xiaoshi is upstairs and Wuming is downstairs.
The reason why Huang Xiaoshi heard the sound coming from one side instead of from below was because the stone tile floor was too thick and the sound came from the stairs. It sounded like a person standing there.
After hearing Wuming's words, Huang Xiaoshi felt that there was something in his words, so Huang Xiaoshi took a few steps back to the window and reached out to open the window.
It was still dark outside the window, but there was an extra layer of something outside the window.
Huang Xiaoshi reached out and grabbed a handful. It turned out to be a net woven with extremely thick ropes.
"This net was originally reserved for Li Cangtian, but I didn't expect it to be used on the benefactor. It can be regarded as a blessing." Wuming had already climbed to the second floor. He and Huang Xiaoshi looked at each other in the darkness, seemingly with
No different during the day.
Huang Xiaoshi understood that the monk was dragging himself to talk, not to call for reinforcements, but to secretly activate some mechanism, and then rely on talking to attract his attention, so that he did not notice it.
As expected, this attic was built specifically by the Shaolin Temple to imprison Li Cangtian.
It has three floors in total. The upper and lower floors are occupied by the guards of Shaolin Temple, and the middle floor is occupied by the Heavenly Kings.
Because the attic is a rare masonry structure, it was built into a tower shape in order to conceal it from others.
After the construction was successful, Shaolin Temple hired skilled craftsmen to install a mechanism on the top of the tower.
This mechanism is very simple. You only need the guard on the first or third floor to flip the switch, and the large net placed on the top of the tower will be lowered, and the entire attic will be covered by the large net.
Huang Xiaoshi was so angry that he laughed.
These bald donkeys are so good at playing, they even gave me an iron shirt with a golden bell cover.
Huang Xiaoshi stretched out his hand and touched it. The rope was as thick as a finger. Even if he cut it with a knife, it would take him a long time to cut it.
There is a saying that goes well: To deal with foreign affairs, you must first make peace with yourself at home.
If you want to break the network, you must first get rid of this unknown monk.
"Master, have you ever thought about the consequences of sharing a cage with a tiger?" Huang Xiaoshi took out the unique weapon he made from his back.
"Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will?" Wuming said calmly.
"Master, then I'm here to learn whether Shaolin Kung Fu is as profound as Buddhism." Huang Xiaoshi held the short handle with both hands and rotated the pair of divination crutches in his hand.
This is a truly cold weapon, an unpopular weapon that has not been used by anyone in the martial arts world. In fact, this kind of divination weapon is still being deployed on a large scale in modern times.
The most common one is the police divination crutch.
The reason why Huang Xiaoshi made such an unpopular weapon is so that people can't guess what his martial arts routine is.
However, Huang Xiaoshi did not have to use weapons. If the monk in front of him didn't happen to be Wuming, he would not have drawn his weapons.
In the preliminaries, Wuming judged Huang Xiaoshi as the winner in the battle between Huang Xiaoshi and Fu Jianhan, which made Huang Xiaoshi have a good impression of him. If it were someone else standing in front of Huang Xiaoshi, Huang Xiaoshi would not have to use it at all.
arms.
Huang Xiaoshi's strongest attack method is with his bare hands. Using weapons will limit his performance. However, Huang Xiaoshi's moves are so recognizable that people will definitely recognize him as soon as he makes a move.
In other words, Huang Xiaoshi could choose not to be left alive.
At this point, we can only decide quickly.
Huang Xiaoshi picked up the divination crutch in his hand and hit Wuming like a storm.
