Although Gu Chaoci heard this voice, it came from behind him, and the person speaking was at least dozens of feet away from him, but his voice was strong and powerful, and his internal strength was not weak.
But he didn't take it to heart, but the content of these words made him startled and he couldn't help but think: "The tricky scholar? Who is he?"
Does this mean I'm tricky or some other nickname?"
As he was thinking about it, he heard a few "swish" sounds coming from behind him, and he turned around leisurely.
Then he saw three bald heads standing on the road, dressed in yellow monk robes, all holding Arhat sticks, shiny with oil.
Well, it is normal for the head to be shiny. As for the weapons to be shiny, that is because they are made of copper and iron.
I saw that the three of them all had solemn expressions on their faces, with six eyes staring at them, their eyes shining brightly, showing their splendor, and their temples were also bulging high. It was obvious that the internal strength of the three of them was not weak. When they just ran in,
His body skills are also extraordinary.
Now that he is standing here, his figure is stern, his martial arts skills are obviously not mediocre, and he looks about thirty years old.
Looking at the monk's robes, he looks the same as a monk from Shaolin Temple. Looking at his posture, he must be a real monk and not a fake.
Facing the three of them, Gu Chaoci's mind only flickered for a moment. He also always planned things before he did anything. In addition, after all, the Nine Suns Scripture was obtained from the Shaolin Temple, the ancestral home of Zen Buddhism, so he always had a certain passion for it.
So when faced with the three most likely monks from the Shaolin Temple, even though he was a little confused at this time, he still cupped his hands and said with a slight smile: "May I ask the names of the three masters? Why did the Buddha come here?"
The person who just spoke was tall and thin. He stood in the middle and looked like the leader. He stood with one hand, made a Buddha name, and solemnly said: "The poor monk has no appearance. This is the poor monk and the two junior brothers without anger.
It’s painless, we all belong to the Shaolin Law Enforcement Hall.”
When Gu Chaoci heard this, his heart suddenly thumped: "It is indeed the Shaolin Temple!
But they have almost no presence in Shuangdiao, so why did the Law Enforcement Hall come to me?
Could it be because of the Nine Yang Manual?
If that’s true, the butterfly effect is really amazing!”.
He thought to himself, but there was nothing strange on his face. He still had a smile on his face. He cupped his hands again and said: "It turns out they are three Shaolin monks. How disrespectful."
I just don’t know what the master said about this tricky scholar."
When the three monks heard this, they immediately proclaimed the name of the Buddha in unison, without anger or pain, and even with disdain on their faces.
Wu Xiang looked at Gu Chaoci and asked instead of answering: "Now that the name of the benefactor is resounding throughout the world, why should we ask questions knowingly?
Dare I ask the benefactor, whether Song Wubiao, the leader of the Youlong Gang, Zhu Wuqing, the leader of the Fuhu Clan, Liu Wuxian of the Feifeng Sword, Hong Wuling of the Left-Armed Flower Sword, Huang Wuduo, the multi-armed boy, and others were killed by you?"
When Gu Chaoci heard this, he was a fool, and he was sure that the "tough scholar" was talking about him.
I didn't take their questions seriously at all, I just cursed in my heart that these are bullshit nicknames.
He naturally knows that if you walk around the world without a loud Wan'er, you will lose your style and class.
Any master who is slightly famous has a nickname that is both loud and bluffing.
Even the "Four Ghosts of the Yellow River" of the "Four Ghosts of the Yellow River" are all dead, let alone those powerful ones such as the "Thousand-Handed Man Slaughter", the "Dragon King of the Ghost Sect", the "Old Monster of the Ginseng Immortal" and the "Double Black Wind"
A top-notch expert.
Let’s talk about the sculptured ceiling, “Evil in the East, Poison in the South, Emperor in the North, and Beggar in the North.” When the names of these people are announced, people will feel a sense of awe.
Well, if you’re not in awe, at least you feel like a tiger’s body is shaking, right?
I just don’t know them at all, I’ve never heard of these people’s names, but just by hearing their names, I would definitely think that this person is extraordinary, right?
Especially Wang Chongyang, who has "supernatural powers", and what kind of "Chongyang Master", "Chongyang Patriarch" and "Quanzhen Cult Master" are. You don't have to do anything. With just this title, do you dare to say that he is not a master?
Just one name instantly raised the profile!
He had originally thought that if he wanted to get something for himself, he would have to be a bit cool.
I also thought about it several times, such as Sword Master, Sword God, Invincible Divine Palm, etc., but then I thought that I couldn't afford this title at the moment, so I had to give up.
I just want to wait until my martial arts improves greatly and I can be at the top.
But I didn't expect that this bullshit title of "hot scholar" would actually fall on me.
This is a shitty name. Apart from saying that you are a bad person, what else can it mean?
I couldn't help but mutter: "The Dangerous Scholar is definitely not me!"
Although his voice is low, Sanwu is a true disciple of the Shaolin Temple. He has completed the twelve formal meridians of internal energy and has already mastered it to the point of reaching the peak of his second pulse. He can naturally hear it in his ears.
The three of them frowned and looked at each other. Wuxiang gave a Buddhist name and said solemnly: "Almsgiver Gu, the three poor monk brothers have already found out clearly that you are the tricky scholar Gu Chaoci. It's not your fault."
, it’s not!
Moreover, you are also a famous person, so daring to do so without even recognizing it is not the behavior of a hero!"
Gu Chaoci was thinking to himself. When he heard this, he knew in his heart that they thought he was deliberately not recognizing his identity by saying this. The corners of his lips raised slightly, forming a meaningful smile.
However, I had some confidence in my heart. It turned out that it was because of the murder, and I immediately thought to myself: "Since these three people are Shaolin monks, if I explain to them nicely and stay with them, nothing big will happen."
I have to go to Zhongdu, so I don’t have time to chat with them."
Thinking of this, he was also afraid of causing misunderstandings and adding twists and turns. His smile faded, and he bowed again with his hands clasped in his fists, and said sincerely: "Master is right, I am Gu Chaoci, and it is true.
But what a tough scholar, with this title, I am not very talented, I wonder if I can afford it.
As for the people you mentioned, they were indeed killed by Gu, and there is no mistake in that.
But they all have their own reasons for death!
A few people rely on their martial arts skills to dominate the local area, disregard human lives, and commit countless evil deeds..."
"That's enough. Before you kill them, do you know that they are my Shaolin lay disciples?"
Monk Wu Ang glared, interrupted and shouted angrily.
He is tall and tall, with a strong back and strong waist, and his temperament is like a fiery fire. The master chose the word "Angry" for his Dharma name, just to make him have no aversion and no anger. Obviously, this is of little use.
In his previous life, Gu Chaoci was "well-read" and thought he knew the rules of the martial arts and even the people in the martial arts very well.
Not to mention those martial arts masters, or people like Jiang Gui who are getting stronger as they grow older, even those who are generous and friendly in any martial arts sect will regard it as a taboo for outsiders to kill members of their own sect.
Of course, it was precisely because of these various factors that Gu Chaoci knew that he was in the wrong, so he gave in to the monk again and again. Unexpectedly, the monk refused to give in.
Although he has good self-cultivation, it does not mean that he has a good temper, and he is definitely not a submissive person.
He was tolerant to the monks not only because he was reciting the Nine Suns Sutra, but also because he was afraid that if there was a conflict with the three monks, he would inevitably take action.
If he beats them lightly at that time, he will feel uncomfortable; if he beats them hard and loses the Shaolin Sect's face, countless troubles will follow.
But he didn't even bother telling lies about this matter, so he said in a serious tone: "Of course!
Before killing them, Mr. Gu thoroughly investigated what they did, how could he not know that they were from the Shaolin Temple."
Wu'an said coldly: "Gu Chaoci, you acted well and did a good job!"
Gu Chaoci was also stunned when he heard this, "Do I recognize the person who killed you?"
He immediately asked: "Master, what do you mean by this?"
Wu'an saw such a field, and Gu Chaoci still looked like he didn't know anything. His brown skin suddenly swelled like a pig's liver, and he shouted angrily: "Now that the matter has come to this, you are still pretending to be crazy and prevaricating!
Not only did you kill my Shaolin disciples, but you also tortured them about my Shaolin martial arts. What is your plan?"
Gu Chaoci's heart beat faster when he heard this, and he thought to himself: "It seems that he is going around killing people and looking for martial arts. This is exposed."
He immediately laughed and said proudly: "Master, do you regard me as a criminal monk who has violated Shaolin rules?"
When Wu Ai saw this, he was filled with anger and shouted: "You are arrogant!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he straightened up the long stick in his hand, put a little more force with his feet, and moved closer in an instant, using the "open bow to shoot the tiger" posture. With a swish sound, the wind hit the stick and hit the "Xuanji" point on Gu Chaoci's right chest.
Gu Chaoci saw that he was very quick in launching his moves, and he was very accurate in identifying the acupoints with the tip of his stick. However, judging from his stick style, although his internal strength was good, it was far from his own, so there was nothing to worry about.
He just acted like a normal person, taking a step back and retreating eight feet away. He had already avoided this move, but he was also very angry in his heart, and he immediately laughed and said: "Master, your temper doesn't match your ability, right?
When the Shaolin disciples do all kinds of things, I have never seen you, a Shaolin law enforcement monk, with such authority!"
"Ah, yes!
Could it be that you are afraid that others will know what kind of virtue Shaolin disciples have outside?"