The swordsman said, "Dream you, there is no such good thing. The emperors of the past generations did not shoot down the country with real swords and guns. Xiao Shaoxia's martial arts is strong, but he may not be the emperor. Besides, you call him the emperor. He may not be willing. You can also help Shaoxia Xiao to stabilize the country. Isn’t it a foolish dream!"
The swordsman's face was sullen, and he replied: "You suck a bear, you are called a lack of ambition. Think about it, at the beginning of the history, who was not an unknown person who was not unknown. The world's matter, Only by looking for the direction and doing it without hesitation can there be a day of success. Haven't you heard that the Khitan Tartar has attracted many heroes in the world, and tomorrow will kill Shaolin, and the world will be in chaos. The so-called hero in troubled times, Xiao Shaoxia this time just led the heroes of the Central Plains and dealt with the Khitan Tartars. As long as this battle wins, Xiao Shaoxia's prestige is prosperous, who can reach us in the land of Central Plains? At that time, he will not do what people want. It’s hard for the world to be the master."
The swordsman sneered: "Go and go, Xiao Shaoxia is too late to escape now. If he has the time to come to Shaolin to rule the Central Plains hero. Even if he is here, I'm afraid it won't help..."
The words were still not finished, the swordsman snapped, his thick palm slapped heavily on the table, and said angrily: "What did you say!"
When the swordsman was frightened by him, he jumped up and said with an annoyed face: "You... what kind of madness are you eating!"
The swordman was still angry, and Ji pointed at the other party: "Your mother, Xiao Shaoxia goes into the sky and is omnipotent. You dare to go to the street and say it again. Don't beat you to death!"
The swordsman sat down slowly, drank a glass of wine on the table, suppressed his breath, sighed, and said dejectedly: "I am not disrespectful to Xiao Shaoxia when I say this. Do you know that we were in the Central Plains Wu Lin yesterday? During this time, something big happened again!"
The knife man didn’t take it seriously. He raised the wine glass on the table, threw his neck dry, grabbed a piece of beef, stuffed it in his mouth and chewed, “Look at you like a bear. In the world, there will not be any earth-shattering events in the mouth."
The swordsman smiled and sighed, picked up the sword on the table, and strode downstairs to himself.
The swordsman grabbed the big knife, raised the hip flask, took a big sip, and chased it out, chasing after him, "Hey, you good-looking fellow, what's the matter with my brother? What's the matter? Are you talking about it?"
The swordsman replied, "You will know about the Songshan battle tomorrow. If you tell me about this, I'm afraid you will pee your pants, even Shaolin Temple will not dare to set foot!"
Ruchen heard the noise of mules and horses, and didn't know what was going on. When I went down to the restaurant, I saw a crowd of people and horses carrying horses on their shoulders, full of pots, pans and other household utensils.
Intercepting a horseman and asking, knowing that this is not far from Songshan Shaolin Temple, the villagers had long expected that the Central Plains martial arts people could hardly resist the Khitan murderers, so they moved early to stay away from the disaster and avoid the panic.
People all over the street talked about it, saying that the reckless Central Plains martial arts was originally full of talents, masters are like clouds, and the real Lu Dongbin, the holy monk, has been devastated, and now even the "Five Masters of the Central Plains" are also all If you are not alive, you will only have to be slaughtered in the future. What's the use of Shaolin blocking the enemy like a man's arm as a cart
Ruchen knows that the "Five Masters of the Central Plains" in their mouths refers to Master Shaolin Huaiyuan, the master of the beggars, the tiger gang leader, the master of Kong Shitai, the head of Emei, and the Chutianhe of the south sword and Xiaoyang of the north sword. Hero Xiao Yang and Master Kong had met two days ago. How come they said they were dead
Just wanting to ask to understand, a team of officers and soldiers rushed forward, and the leader held a big knife in his hand, and shouted with his halberd: "Huajian sends a crowd of female thieves, and quickly hand over Xiao Ying's team. If not, This will send you on your way!"
Ruchen thought, now that the fight against the Khitan Tartar is the most important thing, the officers and soldiers of the Liang Dynasty avoid it, not because they are afraid of them. With a wave of his hand, all the disciples understood, started light work, and rushed towards the other side.
When everyone passed through a dense forest, they saw peaks rising up steeply, and the scenery was deep and deep. The sound of Mu drums came in their ears, and everyone heard it, and only felt the quietness and clarity in their hearts.
Ruchen stopped and looked at Qingfeng and said: "It's getting late, and Shaolin Temple has always refused to allow women to enter the temple. We can only sleep here and catch the mountain tomorrow."
The female disciples all raised their feet and necks, just watching the wonderful victory in front of them. Meier said while watching, "Master, is this Shaoshi Mountain? Where is the Shaolin Temple hidden? How can I not see it."
Ruchen said: "The Shaolin Temple is hidden in the dense forest, so naturally you can't see it. When you go up the mountain tomorrow, you will be there for you."
After finishing speaking, he couldn't help sighing, and said in his heart: "This deep ancient temple will have blood flowing into a river tomorrow. Shaolin Temple is a spiritual pillar in the minds of Central Plains martial arts people. Once this building falls, the Central Plains martial arts will inevitably lead to chaos. At that time, there will be a series of disasters unavoidable, and the disasters are endless."
Seeing this wonderland, the girls were all relaxed and happy at first, but seeing the master's face with solemn expression and sighing, they immediately thought about the Shaolin war tomorrow. Like a small role like their master and apprentice, all of them will inevitably die, and they will be a little bit self-pity and self-injury. Get up. Suddenly I missed all the benefits of Xiao Ying, and thought all over, if Xiao Ying could live, the reputation of the Central Plains martial arts would be difficult to preserve, but the Huajian faction, even if it is ineffective, can save the lintel, and will not be lost in the martial arts. Among.
Ruchen guessed what the disciples were thinking, and seeing them all petite and cute, she couldn't bear them to die, she couldn't help crying, and swallowed: "Tomorrow, you will all go by yourself." You are still young and there are still many good days to live. You should not get involved in this dispute."
A group of disciples said one after another: Master has pulled us up since we were young, and has been so kind to us.
While talking, I saw a gray shadow shaking in the middle of the forest, and two young monks walked out immediately.
When the two monks saw the group of Ruchen masters and disciples at first sight, they were all startled. They stopped to look at it. A monk stepped forward and said: "Dare to ask the Huajian faction Ruchen Rudao leader can be here?"
Ruchen got up and replied, "It is here, what does the little master have to say?"
Hearing this, the monk congratulated him, and said respectfully: "Our uncle master sent two disciples down the mountain to receive them, and welcome the respected guests to visit Shaoshi Mountain."
Ruchen thought, since Shaolin Temple is sincerely inviting each other, now that the enemy is present, it shouldn't be too rigid. The rule that women are not allowed to enter the temple should have been changed by Shaolin Temple long ago.
Immediately took a group of disciples and followed the two monks up the mountain.
On the mountain, Huaixiang, Huaishan and other monks, as well as famous places in the rivers and lakes, came out of the temple, saying goodbye to each other who were acquainted, and greeted each other with unfamiliar ones.
When Huaixiang asked about Xiao Ying's affairs, Ruchen was just a vague word, and he could not tell the news of his death, knowing that if the matter was straightforward, it would definitely cause people's feelings to fluctuate and add to the upset.
Not seeing the figures of Xiao Yang and Leakong, Ru Chen thought, the two of them are well-known in the arena, and such a major event should have been there long ago. Thinking of the words of the villagers in the daytime town, I couldn't help but feel cold: "Did they both get killed?"
Inquiring about Hua Xiang in private, Hua Xiang Bao Xiang's solemn face, brushing the floor and turning it pale as paper.
Ruchen looked at it and felt miserable in his heart.
With a frown, he slowly said: "Just yesterday, Lao Na and others were cleaning the houses in the temple in preparation for welcoming martial arts heroes from all walks of life. Suddenly a disciple rushed up the mountain to report a letter, saying that a man and a woman were found at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain. Two corpses. I ordered them to carry the corpses up the mountain and bury them in the temple. When the corpses were brought into the temple, I looked at them and they were all shocked. One of the two corpses was Xiao Yang. Xiao Daxia, one is empty and the head. Alas, if you don’t see it with your own eyes, no one will believe that our two heroes in the Central Plains will be brutally murdered at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain."
Hearing the news of Xiao Yang and Liaokong's death, Ruchen said in his own mouth. Although Ruchen had expected it in his heart, he still trembled unconsciously, tears in his eyes, and said: "They... Where are their corpses parked? I want to see. Look."
Huaixiang said: "The corpses have already been cremated, and our temple has set up two mourning halls for them to mourn for heroes from all walks of life. Please enter the temple like the master." After speaking, everyone was led into the temple and walked towards Xiao Yang and the empty hall. Come.
When Fang started, I saw cigarettes in the hall filled with cigarettes, and two poems were lined up, with Xiao Yang on the left and empty on the right.
A young girl stood in front of the empty spirit, shrugging her shoulders, and weeping.
Huaixiang stopped abruptly, looking suspicious, and asked loudly: "Who is your excellency? What do you intend to steal into the temple like this?"
The girl didn't look back, as if she hadn't heard the question from her pregnant woman.
Huaixiang couldn't help getting angry, and was about to take a shot to subdue it. Ruchen stepped forward and said: "Master, wait a minute, she is a young disciple named Lu Wan'er. The head of her life is her biological mother."
Upon hearing this, she was shocked, and blurted out: "What? She... She is a monk..."
Suujue saw a flower in front of him, and the girl flew out like a glimpse of a flower, and immediately disappeared. She couldn't help but said in amazement: "She... Is she a human?"
Ruchen chased after a few steps, seeing that Lu Wan'er was going too fast, he sighed in surprise, and then stopped chasing. I was about to explain the ins and outs of the matter to everyone, but I just thought that Wan'er's life experience was too bizarre, and there were many untold privacy in it, which is not easy to say.
Huaishan's frowning brows were slightly overjoyed, and said, "Another master of the Huajian faction is really a blessing in the Central Plains martial arts. Tomorrow's Shaolin battle, if there is Xiao Shaoxia... well, I should change my name to Abbot Xiao and this wise man. If your niece joins forces, there is a chance of winning. Brother, don't you think so?"
Huaixiang came back to his senses, without repeating his words: "Junior Brother is right, and Junior Brother is right!"
Hearing this, Ruchen frowned, and thought: "Since Ying'er is dead, tomorrow's battle, that means nothing can come. Alas, Master Le Kong doesn't know who killed her. In vain Shao Shi Shan, Wan'er doesn’t know the truth. Don’t blame Shaolin Temple for this murder. If she helps... Well, she’d better not show up, like masters like Ximen Jiuqian and Feng Beilin. She can’t cope with it alone, and if the two of them work together, it will definitely be defeated. How can she feel better now? Fortunately, I don’t know that Ying'er is dead, otherwise I am afraid that I will go crazy and commit suicide. Never speak out."