In the evening, Huashan sent everyone to the inn that Gao Genming had booked. Everyone felt tired and went back to their rooms to rest after Gao Genming made arrangements. Prepare to continue on the road the next day. Shi Daizi approached Gao Genming and asked in a low voice: "Are the carriages and horses ready? I've been walking all afternoon and I don't think it's anything, but if I have to walk for another month, how can I bear it?"
Gao Genming looked serious, shook his head slightly, and said, "Something happened. We may have to stay here for a few days."
Shi Daizi asked in surprise: "What happened?"
Gao Genming was about to speak when he saw that Yue Buqun was already preparing to enter the backyard. He quickly said: "I'll tell Master first, go and prepare wine and meat. You probably won't be able to leave tomorrow. Let's eat and chat."
"You enjoy it," Shi Daizi said. Just as he was about to agree, he saw Lu Dayou's figure. His eyes suddenly lit up and he smiled, "I'll ask Liuhou'er. You can report to the master."
Gao Genming hurriedly walked to Yue Buqun's room, not forgetting to turn around and tell Shi Daizi: "Remember to buy wine, and make sure it's good."
He knocked on Yue Buqun¡¯s door. As usual, Yue Buqun was making tea. The tea was local coarse tea provided for free by the inn. When he heard the voice, he said ¡°come in¡± and kept moving his hands.
After a while, he looked up and saw Gao Genming, and asked, "Is something wrong?"
Gao Genming thought for a while and then said: "It seems something big has happened."
Yue Buqun took a sip of tea, looked at Gao Genming's expression, and smiled unconsciously. He said lightly: "Why are you panic? Speak slowly."
Ning Zhong heard the voices and came out, sat next to Yue Buqun, and said, "Gen Ming, are you in trouble?"
Gao Genming was about to tell the news he heard, but when he heard Ning Zhongze's words, he couldn't help but feel depressed. It's none of my business. At that moment, he said aggrievedly: "I only got here in the afternoon, how could I cause trouble?" As soon as he said this, he became even more depressed, and quickly changed his words, "I never cause trouble"
Ning Zhong smiled and said, "Then I'm relieved. Tell me, what big thing happened?"
Gao Genming turned around and looked around. Yue Buqun couldn't stand the pretense. He coughed lightly and said, "Hurry up and say it."
Gao Genming then sighed, his tone was half low and half mysterious, and he said with a hint of schadenfreude: "Head Yu of the Qingcheng Sect is dead."
Yue Buqun's face suddenly darkened. His mind was spinning and he suddenly said, "Who did you listen to? Is it reliable?"
Seeing that Yue Buqun's reaction was completely different from what he had imagined, Gao Genming quickly put away his gloating mood and prepared to share it with Shi Daizi later. He answered honestly: "It's unmistakable. It's the strict discipline of the Hengshan Sect." Senior Brother He said it himself, everyone from the Hengshan Sect had already left long ago, but when they heard the news, they were ready to return. When Master arrived, Senior Brother Yan had just left. It is estimated that everyone from the Hengshan Sect would enter the town tomorrow even if they did not arrive tonight. of."
Yue Buqun was silent for a while and asked, "How did he die?"
Gao Genming shook his head and said, "That's not clear."
Yue Buqun thought for a moment and said: "Since the Hengshan faction is coming, we are not in a hurry to leave. Gen Ming, please go down and let the brothers have a good rest. We will stay in this town for the time being tomorrow."
Gao Genming responded: "Yes." I thought that I guessed it right.
After Gao Genming left, Ning Zhong looked at her husband and asked softly: "Brother, Yu Canghai did many evil things and died unjustly. Why were you so worried when you heard the news of his death?"
Yue Buqun looked serious and said softly: "It is not a pity that Yu Canghai died, but his death at this time makes me really uneasy."
Ning Zhongze said: "What are you referring to? The Qingcheng faction has always been alone. Yu Canghai is dead, so it shouldn't cause us any trouble."
Yue Buqun sighed and said, "That's not what I meant." He stood up, turned around, and looked at a painting in the middle of the guest room. This inn was arty, but this painting obviously couldn't be written by a famous artist. The ancient pavilion in the painting shows friends farewell. It's just that the two parting people are quite interesting. One of them, Emei Boguan, is a Taoist priest who has left the world. The man standing beside the boat was a monk, with a vulgar look and demeanor. On his head alone, there were no scars left when he was ordained.
Yue Buqun stared at the monk, his wretched expression gradually disappeared, but the light of the sword seemed to have increased. He sighed and said, "Junior sister, do you still remember those monks we saw when we came here?"
Ning Zhongze said: "Of course I remember, senior brother, did you think of something?"
Yue Buqun was silent for a moment and said slowly: "I'm worried that there will be a storm in the world."
Ning Zhong frowned and said, "Are they also related to Yu Canghai's death?"
Yue Buqun did not answer directly. He said lightly: "Have you noticed that they are already very old."
Ning Zhong thought for a while and said, "Yes, they are all middle-aged." She completely ignored the old monk. Obviously, in her opinion, the old monk should not be a Shaolin disciple, but just an ordinary person. Just an old monk who eats fast and chants Buddha's name.
Seeing that his wife didn't seem to understand what he meant, Yue Buqun sighed and said, "You see, most of them have long hair, so just treat them as ordinary Shaolin lay disciples, right?"
Ning Zhong looked at her with surprise and said, "Aren't they?"
Yue Buqun said: "Shaolin Temple is a Buddhist Zen temple and a major martial arts sect, but they have always regarded the promotion of Buddhism as their foundation. Shaolin Temple's martial arts are famous all over the world, so many people want to enter the Shaolin Temple to practice martial arts. Therefore, the Shaolin Temple wants to prevent people from He came here to practice martial arts and specifically set up strict rules for returning to secular life that are impossible to have in other temples."
Ning Zhong nodded and said: "Yes, lay disciples can return to the secular world at any time after practicing for more than three years, but monks can't return to the secular world unless they break through the Arhat formation. They can't even go down the mountain privately. This Everyone in the world knows the rules." In fact, there is a third way, that is, if a monk breaks the precepts, he can leave the Shaolin Temple. But this is being kicked out of the mountain gate, not returning to the secular world. If the Discipline Academy feels that this person deliberately left the Shaolin Temple in this way, they might even keep his martial arts skills.
Yue Buqun said: "Relatively speaking, lay disciples can come and go freely, but if they want to learn advanced martial arts, it is much more difficult." He paused and then said, "The monks we saw along the way , most of them are over 40 years old. Most of the lay disciples of Shaolin just want to learn how to make a living. How could they survive to this age? I think if they were Shaolin disciples, they would have left Shaolin in another way."
Ning Zhongze opened her mouth slightly, she was so surprised that she couldn't even speak. She was stunned for a moment and then said: "You mean, they are all Shaolin disciples who have passed through the Arhat Formation, Shaolin Temple Protector Arhats! What, how is this? possible?"
Yue Buqun said calmly: "Why is it impossible?"
Ning Zhong calmed down and argued: "Even if they are really the temple guardians of Luohan Hall, why would they go back to Shaolin Temple together? Shaolin Temple is the Beidou in the martial arts world. Does anyone dare to take advantage of Shaolin Temple?"
But Yue Buqun smiled strangely, made a "hum" sound, and said, "Have you not thought about why Chong'er and Lou'er went to Shaolin Temple?"
Ning Zhong was shocked. She stood up and was about to speak when Yue Buqun said quietly: "Yu Canghai can be regarded as the leader of a sect. Didn't he also die suddenly and silently? Shaolin Temple even The Taishan Beidou of martial arts is not invincible."
Ning Zhong felt frightened as she listened to Yue Buqun's analysis. She said in a trembling voice, "Do you mean that the person who killed Yu Canghai also wanted to kill the person who went to Shaolin Temple?"
"That's not necessarily the case." Yue Buqun was terrifyingly calm, "There are at least twenty people in the world who can kill Yu Canghai. I'm afraid there's only one person who can make Shaolin Temple feel like it's facing a formidable enemy"
Ning Zhongze was shocked and blurted out: "Devil Cult leader, Dongfang Bubai! That's right, Yu Canghai is naturally not Dongfang Bubai's opponent. It was Dongfang Bubai who killed Yu Canghai."
Yue Buqun listened to his wife's words, but he didn't agree in his heart: Why did Dongfang Bubai kill Yu Canghai? Yu Canghai and others may not be in Dongfang Bubai's eyes at all. He thought calmly, knowing that it was unlikely that Dongfang Bubai would kill someone, but he didn't know why, but he hoped that this was the truth. Because a vague uneasiness gradually grew in his heart. A young man's resolute face appeared in front of him, and the outline gradually became blurred, but his resolute determination was so heart-stopping that Yue Buqun couldn't help but panic: Could it be him who killed him? Yu Canghai?
Early the next morning, Mr. Mo Da of the Hengshan Sect returned to this small town with the disciples of the Hengshan Sect. Yue Buqun and Mo Da met in a low-key and depressed manner. They had just said goodbye to each other yesterday, and when they met again today, the situation was completely different. When they parted yesterday, both of them were beaming with joy. When they suddenly met today, it was because of a sudden change that made them aware of the danger. This danger is not directly aimed at the Hengshan Sect and the Huashan Sect, but if no response is taken due to this, I am afraid that this kind of change will hit the two sects sooner or later.
The trigger that made them stop was the news of Yu Canghai's death, but what made them make a decision was the formidable enemy of the Shaolin Temple.
The two found a teahouse, sat down quietly, and analyzed these important matters one by one. Because TangBecause of the building and the fact that they were both the winners of the Five Sacred Alliance, Yue Buqun and Mr. Mo Da talked about these things straightforwardly. It was obvious that both of them regarded each other as their strong support. Just as they were talking about the Arhat who protected the temple, Yue Buqun's expression changed. Two monks walked up the street, both carrying thick bags on their backs. They were about thirty years old and came to this tea shop. They looked upright. After sitting down, the shopkeeper came over after a while. The two of them talked kindly and asked for a pot of tea that cost two cents.
Yue Buqun and Mr. Mo Da looked at each other and were shocked: How many Shaolin disciples have returned to the temple!