Chapter 97 Nie Kuang attacks

Daming border, Lintao Prefecture Dingxi City

"Waiter, I heard that something happened to the Sun and Moon God Sect? Let's listen, I'm right, I'll reward you with all these!"

Nie Kuang had already washed his hair neatly. When Wen Yan spoke, he was not that scary. With his burly figure, he formed a different charm.

"Master, you're asking the right person."

The waiter put the wine and food down, looked at the face of the magnificent man, and then continued:

"By the way, the Sun and Moon God Sect was also an amazing martial arts sect at the time, no one would call him a hero! What a pity that he was burned out by the young hero of the Huashan Sect two years ago."

After saying that, he secretly glanced at Nie Kuang, and saw that he was not angry, he felt a little happy.

"You are smart. Tell me what kind of person is the Young Master Huang from the Huashan Sect?"

Nie Kuang did not expose the flattery that the waiter could see through at a glance. He knew the reputation of the Divine Cult in the world.

"Thank you for your praise. The younger one just listened more. After a little more, he followed those heroes in the world."

He asked the Demon Sect first, and then Huashan. He couldn't figure out which side of Nie Kuang was. He replied nervously, and when he saw that he had no reaction, he took the courage to continue:

"As for the young hero Huang from the Huashan Sect, his name is Huang Bulin, he is the most popular person in the world in recent years."

"It is said that he first went to Heimu Cliff alone to destroy the main hall, and then killed the rest of the Divine Sect. People in the world say that he is Qi. Qilin is reincarnated and has such a good life at a young age.

Martial arts.”

Although Nie Kuang had no other expression, the more the waiter said, the more he became more afraid. He didn't dare to take the silver on the table. He shrank and lowered his head, feeling pitiful, and glanced at Nie Kuang from time to time.

These people in the martial arts world are so scary!

"Can you know where Huang Bulin is now?"

Nie Kuang knocked on the table casually, and the silver jumped into the waiter's arms.

"Uncle, this little guy is just a waiter. Where are these heroes from the world? The little guy really doesn't know!"

The waiter cried and did not dare to move after saying this.

Nie Kuang didn't ask any more and waved his hand casually.

"Uncle Xie rewards, Mr. Xie rewards!"

The waiter bent to thank him with a glad look on his face and then turned around in a hurry.

The city of Luoyang has been quite uneasy recently. First, various martial arts escort agencies were challenged by others, and some Luoyang martial arts elders were inevitably handed over to the door. Many new restaurants and stores opened, which were very lively for a while.

"Have you heard that? Some days ago, the Wang family boxing gym in the east of the city was also selected."

"It's okay, the chief escort leader of the Weiyuan Escort Agency was defeated by a young man in thirty moves."

"You said that why did we have so many things happening in Luoyang City recently?"

"Who knows this? It is said that the owner of the Liuhe Boxing Gym was beaten and vomited blood yesterday, tsk tsk."

This kind of news can be heard everywhere in restaurants in Luoyang.

"Can you find out clearly? Is it really done by Huashan?"

In the east of Luoyang City, in a tall and magnificent house, the owner of the house Zhao Jingwu asked nervously at the butler in the hall.

"Master, it was indeed done by Huashan! This matter is not difficult to investigate, and they did not hide it too much."

"Hiss, a letter will be sent to Shaolin in detail about Luoyang."

Shaolin, Main Hall

"Amitabha, have you seen it?"

Under the statue of God, Wen Zai sat cross-legged with his eyebrows down and spoke softly.

"Abbot, the land property in our temple is shrinking now. If this continues, I am afraid that the monthly admission will not be enough for the temple's expenses. The industry in Luoyang cannot be lost!"

The person who spoke was Wen Min, the first person in Bodhi Academy, who was in charge of Shaolin wealth. There are rumors that the "Yi Jin Sutra" was stored in Bodhi Academy.

"Send lay disciples from Henan Prefecture to Luoyang, this year."

"Abbot, Huang Bulin is in Yiyang. No matter how many lay disciples there are, it is probably not useful!"

Before Wen Zai finished speaking, he was interrupted by the Wenhui socket at the first Prajna Hall.

"Amitabha! Wenhui, your heart is in chaos!"

"Amitabha! Wenhui knows the mistake!"

Wenhui immediately put his hands together and sang the Buddha's name.

"The lay disciples of Henan Prefecture are all transferred to Luoyang, so we can stabilize the situation first."

After Wen Zai finished speaking what he was interrupted just now, he continued:

"Wen Xiang, you are the most suitable for you to go there in Yiyang. Take someone to go there and negotiate with Huang Bulin to resolve the matter."

The word negotiation is particularly important.

"Amitabha!"

Wen Xiang nodded and sang the Buddha's name.

He understood what Wen Zai meant and had a curse in his mind.

"Let's do this for now. Tomorrow, Lord Wan, the left assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites, will arrange all the receptions."

"Abbot, this Wan Master is not kind!"

"What can I do with Shaolin? Alas?"

No one answered in the hall for a long time.

Yiyang, you can inn backyard

"Junior brother, is there something wrong?"

Yue Buqun entered the yard and asked Huang Lin that he had a lot of things to do in the yamen recently.

"Senior Brother Yue sits first, no hurry."

The two got along quite casually, and Huang Lin did not get up to greet him.

"Is it still accustomed to my senior brother living in the yamen?"

Huang Lin asked while pouring tea for Yue Buqun.

"It's pretty good, but there are too many intrigues. In a small county government, the minister in the court said tsk."

Yue Buqun's face was full of emotion.

"Just get used to it. Staying here for a few years will be good for you in the future!"

After saying that, Huang Lin turned to the point:

"After a while, I accompanied my junior brother out of the city. Shaolin Wenxiang handed me a message, saying that he wanted to discuss the matter in Luoyang with me."

He said this with a meaningless look on his face. Isn’t it just that he would do something if he discussed it outside the city?

"Junior brother, is this Wuxiang the most outstanding person who came out of the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion?"

"It's him, Shaolin was forced to be forced by the ministers in the court, haha."

Thinking of Shaolin's situation in recent years, Huang Lin couldn't help but laugh.

The two of them were idle for a while, and when they saw that the time was almost over, they left the city.

It wasn't that he went to fight, and Huang Lin didn't bring many people, just Yue Buqun and two Huashan Gatemen.

Not far from the south of Yiyang City is Luoshui, and the agreed location in Shaolin is Luoshui.

"Amitabha, if you have time, donor Huang will move, I am ashamed!"

When Wen saw Huang Lin, he was very polite, and he felt guilty on his face.

"Haha, the master is so kind. The master asked Huang to come. I guess it was for Luoyang, right?"

Huang Lin was too lazy to say more, so he went straight to the point.

"Donor Huang is quick to speak, so I will speak out."

Wen Xiang paused, stared at Huang Lin and asked:

"How can your sect withdraw from Luoyang?"

"Huh? Master's words are wrong. Isn't Luoyang from my Ming Dynasty? Why doesn't Shaolin come here? Hiss? "

"Donor Huang is careful about his words! Amitabha!"

Fang Zheng, who was standing by, interrupted quickly and asked Huang Lin to continue. Maybe he would say that Shaolin was going to rebel!

"Who is this?"

Yue Buqun took a step forward and asked for a certificate.

"The little monk Shaolin has proved that he has met the donor Yue."
To be continued...