"Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand." The Wuwen monk raised his eyelids: "The reason why my body is harder than a steel plate is because I have practiced a kind of martial arts, which is called the Golden Bell Shield. After I practice it to the extreme,
The body becomes invulnerable."
"Golden bell cover?" Lei Dazhuang was stunned: "There is such a wonderful kung fu in the world."
"Boy, do you now know how powerful Shaolin Kung Fu is? You'd better admit defeat, you are no match for me." The unknown monk said indifferently.
Ma Xiaoyao's eyes exuded a strong light, and he stared at the Wuwen monk, muttering secretly in his heart: This is the real master! If the Wuwen monk is dragged abroad, the killers in the temple will definitely not be able to jump.
I just don’t know how many masters like unknown monks there are in Shaolin Temple...
"In my life dictionary, Lei Dazhuang, there is no such word as surrender." Lei Dazhuang rushed forward again, raised his fist and hit the unknown monk. This time, Lei Dazhuang used all his strength.
, the fist cut through the air, making a dull and harsh sound. Listening to the sound, you can tell how powerful the punch was.
"Snapped!"
Monk Wuwen casually waved his hand and grabbed Lei Dazhuang's fist. He pulled, pushed and let go, causing Lei Dazhuang to fly away.
"boom!"
After Lei Dazhuang drew a beautiful arc in the air, he fell heavily to the ground, opened his mouth, and spit out a mouthful of blood mist.
"Dazhuang!" Ma Xiaoyao's expression changed, and he rushed over to help Lei Dazhuang: "What's wrong with you? Dazhuang!"
Lei Dazhuang shook his head: "I'm fine..."
"Hmph!" Monk Wuwen snorted coldly: "I was merciful just now, otherwise you would have been killed by my slap. Now you know how powerful Shaolin Kung Fu is, right?"
"Ah! I don't believe I can't defeat you!" Lei Dazhuang struggled to get up from the ground and rushed towards Master Wuwen again... He rushed quickly and retreated even faster. With only two moves, Lei Dazhuang
He was slapped away by the unknown monk.
"You have good kung fu and strong strength, but unfortunately you haven't developed your internal strength, so... you can never be my opponent." The unknown monk said in an indifferent tone: "I will teach you a lesson today: external skills.
A master from the outside world is like a sapling, while a master from the inside world is like a towering tree. No matter how hard the master from the outside world works, he cannot be a match for the master from the inside world."
Lei Dazhuang wanted to rush forward to compete with Wuwen Monk, but was firmly held back by Ma Xiaoyao.
"Stop doing useless work, you are no match for him." Ma Xiaoyao said in a deep voice.
"Brother Ma...I'm sorry, I let you down." Lei Dazhuang said with a guilty look on his face.
"Didn't you listen to what the old monk said? You are only a master of the outside world, so you can't beat the masters of the inside world. But you don't have to be discouraged. You are still young. You will have plenty of time to practice your internal skills in the future. After you develop your internal skills, you can feel pain.
Beat up that old monk." Ma Xiaoyao consoled him.
"You're right! I will definitely work hard to cultivate my inner strength in the future! Sooner or later, I will defeat this hateful old monk!" Lei Dazhuang said firmly.
After comforting Lei Dazhuang, Ma Xiaoyao walked towards Monk Wuwen: "Master, can I ask you a question..."
"No!" Monk Wuwen waved his hand coldly: "Since you are national civil servants, I won't make it difficult for you. Get out of here quickly and don't bother us again in the future."
"Master, please listen to me..." Ma Xiaoyao was about to speak when he was interrupted by the unknown monk.
"I'll count to three. If you don't leave, I won't be polite." The unknown monk said with a gloomy face: "One...two..."
"Okay! Let's go! Let's go right away!" Seeing that Monk Wuwen was serious about it, Ma Xiaoyao could only give in. After saying hello, Ma Xiaoyao led Lei Dazhuang away.
Monk Wuwen glanced at the other monks: "Listen, from today onwards, you will guard the door for me. If any outsiders break into the back hall again, you will give me a severe lesson! No need to be merciful! Especially those two people just now.
, If they dare to make trouble again, give me a good beating!" After saying a few harsh words, the unknown monk turned around and strode away.
…
After turning a few corners to make sure they would not be discovered by the monks in the rear hall, Ma Xiaoyao and Lei Dazhuang stopped.
Ma Xiaoyao glanced at the dejected Lei Dazhuang and said with a smile: "What's wrong? Are you still angry?"
"Brother Ma... I have never been beaten up like this by anyone since I was a child." Lei Dazhuang said angrily: "Since I was a child, I have always beaten others, and I have never been beaten by others. But today... I found out
I am really too cowardly and useless."
"Don't say that." Ma Xiaoyao patted Lei Dazhuang on the shoulder: "Actually, you are already very powerful... It's just that the old monk is even more powerful... Da Zhuang, tell me how you feel."
"Feeling? What feeling?" Lei Dazhuang was stunned for a moment.
"How did you feel about fighting that unknown monk?" Ma Xiaoyao asked.
Lei Dazhuang was silent for a moment: "That Wuwen monk is so strong that he is simply inhuman... I am a very confident person, but when I fought against Wuwen monk, I couldn't even muster the slightest bit of confidence.
…”
"Where is that monk Huiping? How strong is he?" Ma Xiaoyao asked again.
"About the same as me." Lei Dazhuang gave a more pertinent reply: "But in a life-and-death contest, I am 70% sure to kill that monk Huiping."
Ma Xiaoyao touched his bare chin and said to himself: "Shaolin Temple is indeed the place of crouching tiger, hidden dragon..."
"Brother Ma, what should we do next?" Lei Dazhuang asked.
Ma Xiaoyao pondered for a moment: "Since we are here, we can't go back empty-handed." At this point, Ma Xiaoyao raised his head and looked at the sun in the west: "We will go back to Shaolin Temple after dark."
"Go back again?" Lei Dazhuang was stunned: "The other party will definitely not let us in..."
"Since we can't enter openly, then we will go in secretly." A sinister smile appeared on Ma Xiaoyao's lips: "Can a living person be choked to death by urinating?"
"Sneaking in?" Lei Dazhuang's expression changed: "Brother Ma, you have to think clearly. If you join us and are discovered by the monks of Shaolin Temple, then we will suffer..."
"Don't worry, I already have a perfect plan, and the Shaolin Temple monks will never find out." Ma Xiaoyao said confidently.
"Brother Ma, what do you want to do by sneaking into the Shaolin Temple?" Lei Dazhuang asked doubtfully.
"Of course we are going to see the abbot of Shaolin Temple." Ma Xiaoyao said: "In the final analysis, the abbot is the master of Shaolin Temple. As long as we convince the abbot, our trip will be considered a success."
…
It finally got dark.
I don’t know if God deliberately favored Ma Xiaoyao. There was no moon or stars tonight. The whole land was pitch black. Such a dark night was just the right time for Ma Xiaoyao and Lei Dazhuang to sneak into the Shaolin Temple.
The two sneaked to the wall of the back hall. Lei Dazhuang squatted on the ground and let Ma Xiaoyao step on his shoulders. Then Lei Dazhuang stood up slowly. Ma Xiaoyao reached out and grabbed the wall, and then jumped over lightly.
After going up, he squatted on the courtyard wall, glanced around, and only after confirming that it was safe, he pulled Lei Dazhuang up.
"I'll get down first, and then you jump." Lei Dazhuang jumped down in a flash. His feet landed on the ground without making a sound.
"Here I come." Ma Xiaoyao followed Lei Dazhuang's example and jumped off the courtyard wall. When he was still more than one meter above the ground, Lei Dazhuang reached out to catch him.
The two people's foothold happened to be in a small forest. Although the trees were not high, they were enough to hide their figures.
Ma Xiaoyao and Lei Dazhuang squatted on the ground and scanned the surroundings vigilantly. After making sure they were safe, they walked out of the grove. Outside the grove was a bluestone street more than two meters wide. On both sides of the street were houses.
There is a towering attic in the middle of these houses, which looks very impressive from a distance.
Street lights were also installed on both sides of the street, illuminating the entire apse exceptionally brightly.
Modern lighting equipment has been installed in the ancient temple, which gives people a nondescript feeling, at least that's how Ma Xiaoyao feels. It looks really awkward.
"Brother Ma, there are too many houses here, and they are all of the same shape. Where should we go to find the abbot of Shaolin Temple?" Lei Dazhuang asked in a low voice.
"The abbot is the most powerful person in the Shaolin Temple. He must live in the best house." Ma Xiaoyao pointed to the towering attic: "Did you see that that attic is the most luxurious among the many houses? The abbot of the Shaolin Temple must be the best house."
Live in it.”
Lei Dazhuang nodded: "Brother Ma is still smart."
"Come on, let's go there quickly." Ma Xiaoyao hunched over and cautiously walked towards the attic.
Lei Dazhuang followed closely behind, his eyes scanning the surroundings vigilantly.
The two of them were so lucky that no one noticed them along the way, and they arrived at the attic smoothly.
"Brother Ma, there seems to be a plaque hanging on the attic door frame..." Lei Dazhuang said in a low voice.
Ma Xiaoyao looked in the direction pointed by Lei Dazhuang, and sure enough he saw a dark plaque hanging on the door frame, which seemed to have words written on it. Ma Xiaoyao carefully identified it: "Tibetan Scripture Pavilion... this is
The Sutra Pavilion?" Ma Xiaoyao has watched a TV series about the Shaolin Temple and knows that the Sutra Pavilion is the most important place in the Shaolin Temple and contains many important books.
"Brother Ma, this is the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion, not the place where the abbot of Shaolin Temple lives." Lei Dazhuang said softly.
"Not necessarily..." Ma Xiaoyao shook his head: "The monk at the gate said that the abbot was in retreat to meditate on Buddhist scriptures... The Sutra Pavilion is where Buddhist scriptures are stored. Maybe the abbot is in retreat there..."
"This is also a possibility." Lei Dazhuang nodded.
"Since we're here, let's go in and have a look. It's best if we can see the abbot. If we can't see him, we'll look for him elsewhere." As he spoke, Ma Xiaoyao hunched over and walked over slowly: "The door is locked.