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Chapter 35 Putian Shaolin

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    "Bang! Bang! Bang bang! Bang bang bang bang¡ª!"

    After knocking on the door for a long time with all his strength, Fatty Lu was so anxious that he almost yelled, "Open the door for me, dog and donkey"¡ªbut considering that this temple is called Shaolin Temple, Fatty Lu finally swallowed it down.  out of breath.  It was not until the footsteps and shouts of the pursuers could be heard clearly that the door of Shaolin Temple opened with a creak, and a young monk came out yawning, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, some benefactors knock on the door late at night, what advice do you have?"

    "Master, help!" Fatty Lu yelled, pushed the monk behind Xiao Erlang's back and rushed into the temple, and pulled Shang Wanyi in casually.

    "Benefactor, what are you doing?" The monk was taken aback by Fatty Lu's rude behavior, and quickly grabbed Fatty Lu again.

    "Master, please do me a favor." Big Fatty Lu begged, "Our husband and wife were chased and killed by bandits, and our servant was also seriously injured.  Super Buddha, save the lives of our young couple and servants."

    It has to be admitted that the monks in ancient times were generally of high quality, and the Shaolin Temple in the south is a true Buddhist school that has never had any bad deeds or scandals.  So although the young monk felt a bit embarrassed, seeing Xiao Erlang covered in blood on Fatty Lu's back, and hearing the approaching footsteps and shouts of pursuers, he gritted his teeth and quickly closed the temple gate  , said in a low voice: "Three benefactors, please come with the little monk."

    After saying that, the monk immediately stepped forward to lead the way, Fatty Lu thanked him repeatedly, Shang Wanyan quickly twisted the fat place on Fatty Lu's waist, glared at Fatty Lu with a blushing face, and treated Fatty Lu shamelessly  The self-proclaimed husband and wife are very dissatisfied.  Fatty Lu smiled wryly, leaned close to Shang Wanyi's ear and whispered: "Little Princess, the situation is unclear, please be aggrieved first." Shang Wanyi gave Big Fatty Lu another look, and did not speak.

    The young monk led Fatty Lu and the three of them into an incense room in the West Pian Hall, first asked Fatty Lu to put Xiao Erlang down, then lit the lamp and handed it to Fatty Lu to tear open Xiao Erlang's body by himself.  The bloody clothes inspected the injury and said quickly: "Benefactor, this benefactor suffered a gunshot wound, and the iron bullet was still buried in his flesh. The injury is quite serious. You must take out the iron bullet before applying the medicine, otherwise your life will be in danger."

    "Then I'm going to trouble Master, please save him." Fatty Lu said anxiously: "Master, please, please save him quickly, and I will definitely repay him."

    "You don't have to be polite, it's the responsibility of Shaolin monks to save the dying and heal the wounded." The monk replied: "But this kind of injury can't be saved by the monk, so I will go ask Uncle Zhiheng. He is proficient in medical science and will definitely be a respected servant  Heal this wound."

    "Thank you, master, thank you very much." Fatty Lu was overjoyed and thanked repeatedly.  Just at this time, there was another round of knocking on the door, and the temple door was knocked loudly, and someone else shouted fiercely: "Open the door! Open the door! Officers and soldiers are arresting robbers! Dogs and donkeys, open the door for me!  "

    "Master, you must not listen to that group of people, we are not bandits." Fatty Lu was anxious, and quickly revealed his identity.

    "Don't worry, the benefactor, I can tell at a glance whether you are bandits or not." The monk smiled and replied, "The two male benefactors are not skilled in martial arts, and this female benefactor is so weak, and there is another benefactor with a gun."  Injury, how could it be bandits? The three benefactors don¡¯t need to panic, just wait here patiently, and the monk will send them away.¡±

    After finishing speaking, the monk folded his hands and took his leave, while Fatty Lu, Monk Wanyi and the others waited in fear in the room.  Fatty Lu crouched on the crack of the door to peek worriedly, and saw that the monk first entered the backyard of Shaolin Temple, and after a while, a group of monks ran out of the backyard quickly with their sticks in hand. Two old monks  One went to the gate, and the other walked directly to this side, and pushed open the door of the fragrant room where Fatty Lu was.

    "Three benefactors, don't panic." The old monk clasped his hands together and said, "Old Na Zhiheng, who lives in Shaolin Temple as an inquisitor, just now heard from his nephew, that one of the three benefactors was wounded by a gunshot wound, and he came here to treat him."

    "Thank you so much, master." Fatty Lu thanked him frightenedly, and hurriedly led the old monk Zhiheng to Xiao Erlang's side.  Master Zhiheng first held the lamp to see Xiao Erlang's injury, nodded, and said: "donor, don't worry, the lead bullet from the musket just hit the bone, and did not hurt the internal organs. You can still be saved. Please benefactor to hold the lamp, this old man is a respected servant."  Heal."

    After saying that, Master Zhiheng handed the oil lamp to Fatty Lu, untied the medicine bag he brought with him, and took out various healing items from it.  Said: "donor don't have to worry about??The old thing vented his anger!  You not only cheated the master to death this time, but also cheated us!  "

    "My lord, the last general really caused a big disaster this time." Yang Guotai clutched his stomach and screamed, "We have to find a way to save it, at least we have to rescue the brother who was captured by the bald donkeys,  Or kill them all, and don't leave witnesses for them!"

    "Fuck you, there are 120 monks and bald donkeys in Putian Shaolin Temple, and countless lay disciples, all of whom are highly skilled in martial arts. How can we save us?" Fu Honglie almost went mad with anger, and couldn't help but cry  Kicked on Yang Guotai.

    "My lord, then what should I do then?" Yang Guotai asked tremblingly.

    "Damn it, you are the one who caused the disaster, why are you here to ask me?" Fu Honglie cursed again, trying to calm himself down and figure out a countermeasure.  After thinking quickly for a moment, Fu Honglie said again: "Get up, tell me all about how you negotiated with those bald donkeys in Shaolin Temple, and don't miss anything!"

    "Yes, yes." Yang Guotai agreed repeatedly, got up and tried his best to recall, and described in detail the process of negotiating with Shaolin monks.

    "So, you didn't say why we chased and killed Fatty Lu? You didn't say why we went to the province to arrest people?" Fu Honglie asked.  Seeing Yang Guotai nodding his head quickly, Fu Honglie breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a sinister smile, "It's fine if you don't say anything, as long as you don't make it clear, there is still room for redemption."

    "My lord, what should we do?" Yang Guotai asked in surprise.

    Fu Honglie didn't answer, and asked someone to fetch a rope, threw it to Yang Guotai and said, "Tie yourself up, there's no way, this time I have to pretend to be Fu Qingtian again, and I have to detain you, a lawless general."  I went to Shaolin Temple to apologize.¡± (Remember this site website: www.hlnovel.com
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