The competition between the young monk Wujie and Hong Rui has caused an uproar in Qingshan Temple, but who would have thought that the competition between the young monk Wujie and Hong Rui is just the beginning, not the end. The words of the third elder have already shown that
With an attitude, no matter what today, I must get back some of Qingshan Temple’s boxing skills.
It is fair, but this justice is something in the human heart. As long as everyone is not stupid, they can see that whether it is the third elder or Hong Rui, they are actually unreasonable. If they are really unreasonable, they are not reasonable.
He would not take the initiative to compete with the young monk, and the fact that the young monk defeated Hong Rui actually explained a lot of problems.
"Master Abbot!"
Suddenly a shout came from outside the abbot's Zen room. The abbot, who was hiding in the Zen room and was preparing to chant sutras, slowly opened his eyes after hearing the shout. He sighed helplessly and whispered: "This day is really bad.
Stop it..."
"The abbot is in trouble, something big has happened!" Qingshui ran to the door of the abbot's Zen room in a panic, breathing heavily and shouting.
"Come in and talk." The abbot reluctantly put away the scriptures in his hands and turned to look in the direction outside the door.
"Crunch!"
Qingshui pushed open the wooden door of the Zen room and shouted breathlessly to the abbot: "Master, I just brought the third elder to the martial arts training ground, but who would have thought that the third elder would stand up for Hong Rui."
"How do you get ahead?" the abbot asked in a low voice.
"The third elder wants to compete with Wu Jie!"
"What?" The abbot's eyes widened immediately after hearing this, and his face was extremely shocked.
"The third elder said that we should get justice for the boxing skills of Qingshan Temple. He refused to listen to others' advice and just wanted to compete with Wujie." Qingshui continued.
"Oh, why is this third elder so confused! He started fighting with Wu Jie, and the two of them are a hundred years apart. So what if they win!" the abbot shouted in a very helpless tone.
"Yes, others are trying to persuade the third elder, but the third elder just doesn't listen. Master, what should we do now?" Qingshui shouted very anxiously.
"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have let you go to the third elder. Now, it's okay. The third elder actually wants to compete with Wu Jie. This Wu Jie is also the same. His temper is not different from his master's. No matter what other people say, he knows what he is looking for.
Without letting go, hey..." The abbot rubbed the beads in his hand helplessly, thinking about what to do.
"Abbott, why don't you go over and take a look..." Qingshui whispered.
"Should I come over?" After hearing this, the abbot smiled helplessly, shook his head and said: "Behind the young monk is Xuan Zheng. The third elder is above me in seniority. What can I say if I come over? There are three elders on one side.
It’s Xuanzheng, no matter what I say, it will offend people. I can’t do such things to offend people, so I won’t go. They can do whatever they want..."
"But Abbot, if this Wujie really gets into a fight with the Third Elder, wouldn't it be a joke to outsiders if word spread?" Qingshui said quickly.
"Even if it's a joke, it's still a joke. Third Elder, what does it have to do with me?" the abbot replied as he should, then lowered his head and muttered in a low voice: "My master is also serious, knowing that I am not suitable for this position.
Abbot, he refused to let Xuan be the official. He just asked me to be the
, now it’s fine, it’s better for me to be a bad person than not, I can’t control anything! It used to be that I was troublesome enough as a young monk, but now it’s fine, the third elder also came out to cause trouble, what if one day my confused master
Brother Xuanxie is also back, so our Qingshan Temple is quite lively!"
Qingshui couldn't help but take a breath after hearing the name Xuanxie. Xuanxie was as arrogant in Qingshan Temple as the young monk is now, and Xuanxie was also Xuanzheng's younger brother, that is, once
Xuanxie comes back, one is Xuanxie and the other is Wujie. When these two people come together, they will probably turn the entire Qingshan Temple upside down.
"Uncle Xuanxie is coming back soon?" Qingshui asked cautiously.
"Who said that?" The abbot's eyes widened immediately after hearing this, and his tone was very surprised.
"Didn't you say that yourself just now?" Qing Shui whispered.
"I was just making an analogy. Lord Buddha, please don't come back. If he comes back, our Qingshan Temple will really be in chaos." As the abbot spoke, he picked up the Buddhist scriptures in front of him and began to chant, praying to the mysterious
You don’t want to come back at this time.
"It's fine that I didn't come back, so what should we do now?" Qingshui looked at the abbot and asked.
"You ask me, who am I asking?" the abbot put down the beads in his hand and replied with squinting eyes.
Qingshui was stunned for a moment and looked at the master in front of him. Qingshui followed the abbot every day and knew the relationships in Qingshan Temple very well, especially Xuanzheng and the young monk Wujie. These people put
Being together can make people miserable. Each one is more difficult to mess with than the other, especially now that the third elder has come out to join in the fun. It used to be that Xuanzheng and a young monk were already a headache. Now it's better. Now Qingshan Temple
It seemed a bit more lively.
"Master, how about we call out Master Xuanzheng now?" Qingshui asked tentatively.
After hearing this, the abbot was stunned for a moment, turned to look at Qingshui beside him, and whispered: "Xuan Zheng doesn't know about this yet?"
"You probably don't know yet, otherwise with Master Xuanzheng's temper, how could he not come out at this time?" Qingshui said slowly.
"Since Xuan Zheng doesn't know, it's better not to tell him. If Xuan Zheng comes out at this time, it will really be chaos..." the abbot said slowly.
"What about Wujie and the third elder?"
The abbot was silent for a moment and said slowly: "Forget it, we can't control or comment on this matter. If I have to go out at this time, whatever I say or do will be wrong. It's better to watch quietly.
It's more comfortable to read the scriptures. The two of them can mess with it as much as they want. Anyway, it's not me who is embarrassed."
"Then you plan to ignore this matter?" Qingshui continued to ask.
"How can I take care of it if I can't?" the abbot asked impatiently, and then continued: "This matter has nothing to do with me in the first place, so I still don't care, and you don't care either. Let's just pretend we haven't heard of it.
That's fine. You go back now. If anything happens over there, just tell me in time..."
"Okay!" Qingshui agreed, then turned around and ran outside the Zen room.
After Qingshui left, the abbot let out a long breath. Although the abbot had long known that Wujie would cause a storm in Qingshan Temple, the abbot did not expect that the storm would come so quickly.
"I said at the beginning that a young monk could not be taken up the mountain, but Xuanzheng just refused to listen to me. Now it's better, but something big has happened." The abbot sighed helplessly, slowly picked up the scripture in his hand, and prayed in his heart.
At this time, that demon king Xuanxie must not come back.
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On the other side, the martial arts training ground of Qingshan Temple.
The young monk listened to the comments around him and frowned at the three elders in front of him. In fact, the young monk had no intention of competing today, but Hong Rui was helpless, so the young monk went to fight with Hong Rui.
Rui competes in martial arts, Xiaohehe. Sang thought that the fact that he just defeated Hong Rui was over, but who would have thought that this matter would not happen at all.
There is an end, but on the contrary, this is just the beginning. The young monk really does not want to compete with this third elder. The reason is very simple. It is getting late and his master is still waiting for the young monk to cook at home. If he goes back late,
It is estimated that he will be scolded again, so the young monk only has one thought in his mind now, which is to leave this right and wrong martial arts training ground as soon as possible.
"Wu Jie, you and I have a try. You use your boxing skills, and I use our Qingshan Temple's boxing skills. What do you think?" The third elder saw that the young monk was silent and continued.
"Not good." The young monk Wujie shook his head slowly.
"What did you say?" After hearing this, the third elder's eyes suddenly widened.
"I can't tell." The young monk frowned and replied.
"You..." The third elder's eyes widened and he didn't understand what the young monk meant.