Fang Zheng sighed, took out a letter from his arms, and said: "I have always kept this letter, and I thought it was for your own good. I have been restless these days, and gradually feel that I have been practicing for decades. , my mind is still wandering according to circumstances, and I have not made much progress. It is ridiculous that I have read thousands of scriptures, but I have fallen into the rut of people's opinions." He handed the letter to Tang Jinlou, paused, and said, "Cause and effect are the original In this case, there is no need to seek fate outside of my heart. I thought I was doing it for your own good, but little did I know that this kind of behavior is close to the devil."
Tang Jinlou took the letter and saw it said "personally issued by the Abbot Fangzheng of Shaolin". He looked puzzled and said, "This letter is written to be sent to the master. Why did the master send the letter to me?"
Fang Zheng smiled slightly and said, "The things written in it are related to you. You will know it as soon as you read it."
Tang Jinlou nodded and quietly opened the letter. There is only one page of letter paper, not much content, and not very polite words. In a thin page, the principle, materials, process, detoxification method, contraindications of a poison were explained in detail, as well as the antidote method, the theory of Qihuang, the effectiveness of the antidote, and the corresponding restrictions. The handwriting is beautiful, obviously written by a woman.
Fang Zheng saw Tang Jinlou looking at the page quietly, silent and not speaking, just meditating quietly.
After a long time, Fang Sheng finished leading Linghu Chong and turned around. When he arrived at the Zen room, he saw Tang Jinlou holding the letter. He also knew about this. He sighed, put his palms together and recited the Buddha's name silently, and stood aside quietly.
The look on Tang Jinlou's face gradually became relaxed. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "She saved me twice. It's hard to repay her kindness."
Fang Sheng thought to himself: It was my senior brother¡¯s supreme Zen skill that saved you. Worried that he would be too persistent on this matter and make other mistakes. He immediately said: "You were injured because of her, and she tried her best to save you, which shows that Miss Ren has good intentions, but if she didn't want to kill you first, how could she save you later. After all, all cause and effect originated from She, Young Master Tang, does not need to get too involved in this matter."
Tang Jinlou nodded and said, "Thank you, Master, for your advice. It's just that repaying kindness is a great good. Revenge can follow cause and effect, so why do you need to repay kindness like this?" He saluted Fang Zheng and said, "I want to see her."
Fang Zheng nodded slightly and said, "Go." Tang Jinlou immediately exited the meditation room. Fang Sheng was about to go out and take him there when Tang Jinlou leaned over and said, "Master, stay here." Fang Sheng was startled and watched as Tang Jinlou walked around. Rockery, turned into another monastery, turned around, and asked doubtfully: "Brother, did you just tell him where the three of them are?"
Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Miss Ren played the piano just now, and he has already heard it."
Fang Sheng remembered that when he led Linghu Chong there, there was indeed the sound of music in the courtyard. Fang Sheng was relieved, and then sighed: "To be able to listen and argue like this, his internal strength is really extraordinary." After thinking for a while, he said, "The young man has a strong temperament. I'm worried that he is obsessed with beauty, which may not be a blessing."
Fang Zheng walked to the door of the meditation room, looked up, and saw that the sky was gray. He said softly: "Beauty can be charming, and it can be charming even if it is not close to women. Those who are fascinated are themselves fascinated, and it is not because of beauty."
When Tang Jinlou approached a small courtyard, he could only hear the sword energy in the courtyard, and it was clear that masters were fighting each other. Tang Jinlou knew in his heart that this must be Linghu Chong and Ren Woxing, but he didn't expect Ren Woxing to be so arrogant. He was clearly avoiding trouble in the Shaolin Temple, yet he dared to attack others. Tang Jinlou was naturally very confident in Linghu Chong's swordsmanship, but A master like Ren Woxing should not be underestimated. He turned around the small courtyard in a few steps and wanted to help. However, when he just entered the side door and saw the two of them, he couldn't help being shocked and stopped abruptly.
Ren Woxing sat upright on the stone bench in the courtyard, his palms flying, and his palm power coming out in all directions. The courtyard was already a mess with flying sand and rocks. Let me suck the stars and transport them out, and the trees in the courtyard will be blown to and fro with the force of my palms. Even the wooden door of the monastery was torn down by Zhang Feng. A series of palm forces surrounded him vertically and horizontally, forming an increasingly larger force network. As long as it encounters any of the palm forces, this boundless force network will hit like an overwhelming force. Tang Jinlou had learned this martial art before. At that time, his true energy was excessively used, causing him to be riddled with poisonous gas and almost lost his life. But at this moment, Linghu Chong didn't have the same embarrassment as Tang Jinlou at that time. He walked easily between the gaps in the force net, and occasionally waved his sword with his left hand to gently release this unparalleled power. When he takes action, he always resists, never attacks.
Tang Jinlou sighed, looking at the old man who silently took action, and finally understood that he could do whatever he wanted, even without overestimating his own abilities. How could he come to Shaolin Temple to avoid trouble? He really couldn't help himself. No matter how arrogant he was, it was clear that he was blind and could no longer stand in front of Dongfang Bubai and challenge him.
Tang Jinlou quietly retreated out, turned out along the small courtyard, followed the faint sound of the piano during the two people's duel, and turned into another small courtyard. There was a woman sitting upright playing the piano. She was dressed in black, and even her face was covered with black gauze.face. When Tang Jinlou saw her again at this time, he felt that it had been a long time since they last met, and it seemed like it was only yesterday. He smiled easily and sat down on the stone bench in front of her. Listen quietly to her playing the piano.
The sound of the piano is gentle and upright, with a faint meaning of coming out of the world. Ren Yingying fiddled with her fingers, neither fast nor slow, as if water was flowing gently across it. The sound of the piano is like talcum in water, clear and smooth, with distinct layers.
Tang Jinlou was listening intently when the music of the piano paused for a moment and then suddenly stopped. Ren Yingying pressed her hands on the piano, and on her face covered with black gauze, a pair of dark eyes stared at him momentarily. Tang Jinlou smiled strangely and said, "Are you wondering why I'm not dead yet?"
Ren Yingying was silent for a moment, and then she spoke, but her voice was as cold as ever: "Why are you here?"
Tang Jinlou smiled and said, "You saved me. We, from a well-known and decent family, must repay any kindness we have."
Ren Yingying¡¯s eyes slightly curved, and she seemed to be smiling. The person in front of her had not changed much from the first time she saw him.
"I saved you because you were poisoned and injured because of my orders. I saved you and you have to repay me. I hurt you. Don't you need to take revenge?"
Tang Jinlou chuckled, stood up, and walked out of the courtyard. Ren Yingying looked at him and saw that he left the courtyard quickly without stopping, without leaving any answer at all. She didn't get any answer, but she felt a little more peaceful in her heart.