... After two mountains, I went down to talk about the woods, found a big man with a rice head, and ordered him..."Rip off his clothes and change them to himself."

His left palm was wiped on the top of his head, his short hair fell, his bald head flickered, and his temperament changed.

He came out of the woods. Go to the Crouching Tiger Temple.

Halfway through, I was suddenly confronted by a person. He was followed by several big men.

Both sides were empty, there was no place to hide, Li Muchan stiffened, kept under his feet, met these people, and secretly complained bitterly.

This person at the head is about 20 years old, wearing a gray shirt, with a face like a crown of jade, clear eyes, red lips and white teeth, and he is an elegant and handsome son.

Li Muchan recognized him, at the beginning, it was he who led himself into the Crouching Tiger Temple, this person was very deep in the city, hiding a knife in his smile, and killing people invisibly.

When he came near, he bowed and bowed, covering his face and showing only his bald head.

The handsome young man bowed his head lightly, floating by, without stopping, Li Muchan breathed a sigh of relief.

The net took two steps, and suddenly a shout came from behind him: "This brother, stay!"

Li Muchan's body stiffened, sighed secretly, turned around slowly, and smiled.

"It's you?!" The handsome young man was stunned and pointed at Li Muchan in surprise.

"It's me. Li Muchan smiled and nodded, and saluted: "Don't come unharmed?"

"Please come with me!" the handsome young man looked around, beckoned, turned around, and walked straight to the Crouching Tiger Temple.

Li Muchan smiled, curious in his heart, whether he wanted to play tricks, or if there was really something, so he followed, and the two came to the front of Crouching Tiger Temple.

"You are outside, and the handsome young man stopped at the gate of the courtyard and waved his hand.

The big men stopped, silently moving, their eyes did not squint, and they did not look at Li Muchan.

Entering the courtyard gate, the Crouching Tiger Temple is still the same, the sandalwood is swirling, the spleen is secretive, the surroundings are very quiet, and the screams are faint. If there is none.

The two of them stood in the courtyard, and he turned around and asked, "I don't know what Master's name is?"

Li Muchan touched the stupa under the steps and said with a smile: "The Dharma name is the foreign minister, why do you care, my brother asked me to come here, what are you doing?"

The handsome young man smiled bitterly and asked no more.

After pondering for a moment, he raised his head and stared at Li Muchan: "You killed the big boss, right?"

Li Muchan nodded: "Yes, it's a fluke!"

"Good kill!" the handsome young man roared, his fists clenched, and his face turned red.

He took a deep breath, calmed down, his eyes lit up, and said excitedly: "It's common for the big boss not to return for a few days, and everyone is not worried." "But this time, I always felt it. The big boss is dead

"Do you have a grudge against him?" Li Muchan smiled.

"The revenge of killing my father is not shared!" the handsome young man gritted his teeth and said slowly.

Li Muchan said lightly: "The bald Dakou kills people and exterminates the clan, it is an ordinary thing, and it is not worse than your family."

He believes in his brother and family, and he digs out his heart and lungs, but it is not easy to trust others, he has insight into the world, understands people's hearts, and knows very well about the sinister nature of human nature.

"I've never gone down the mountain to kill!" said the handsome young man.

Li Muchan smiled, turned his head and said, "I came to Crouching Tiger Mountain again to find the martial arts secrets of the great masters. DID YOU KNOW?"

"Martial arts secrets?" the handsome young man frowned. After thinking about it, he shook his head: "I've never seen it." ”

"Why was he expelled from Landa Temple?" Li Muchan changed the subject.

The handsome young man said: "He is too strong-blooded, and he killed a fellow disciple because of a trivial matter." "Let's get up. ”

The handsome young man happily agreed: "Okay!" The two entered the Crouching Tiger Temple and rummaged through it.

The main hall is a Buddha statue, fierce and evil, a futon in front of the incense burner, nothing else, nothing to rummage, at a glance.

He dismantled the futon, and there was no difference. So I went into the inner bedroom.

The bedroom is also very simple, a couch, a case.

There was only a futon on the couch, no bedding, he dismantled the futon, and there was nothing.

There are a few books on the case, and there is also a dark Buddha statue, posing in a strange posture, and the appearance is similar to the Buddha statue outside.

He flipped through the books on the Xuan case, which were a few Buddhist scriptures, and simply put them in his arms.

Looking around, he shook his head and sighed, disappointed.

The handsome young man hurriedly said: "The big boss sits and cultivates all day long, does nothing else, and wants to go back to the Landa Temple, to bring down the Landa Temple" Usually he occasionally goes down the mountain to kill people, saying that he is relaxing. ”

Li Muchan nodded, looking at the surrounding furnishings, he knew that the big master had little desire and was dedicated to practicing, but it was a pity. Such people do not follow the right path.

His gaze wandered, and finally fell on the handsome young man.

The handsome young man smiled bitterly, shook his head and sighed: "I have never seen any secrets, and I have never hidden them!"

Li Muchan smiled and said softly: "I don't know the name yet." ,

"Wen Zhengliang!" the handsome young man smiled bitterly

Li Muchan nodded, turned around and said, "Since there isn't, forget it!"

Although he longed for the golden net finger, he didn't get it, he was just lost, and he quickly put it aside, and fate came and went. Everything in the world is due to fate, and it is impossible to force it.

Condition... The reawakening was keen, and the test probed and knew that Wen Zhengliang didn't say it※

He also thought that he would return empty-handed, and the golden net pointed out that it was a mastery of the Landa Temple, and how could its secret be free to go out of the temple?

But as long as there is a little hope, you have to try it, and now there is really no one, so you can only do it.

Before leaving, Li Muchan took the black Buddha on the case, this Buddha statue is fierce and unusual. He always felt something was wrong. But I can't see it.

Li Muchan believes in intuition. So the umbrella goes, and it's better than nothing. He secretly laughed at himself, this is called a thief who does not go empty!

When the two of them left the temple, more than a dozen bald men stood motionless, silent and silent, deaf to the screams coming from below the mountain.

Li Muchan said: "Young Master Wen, I don't know what to do?"

Wen Zhengliang shook his head and looked at the sunset, looking confused.

He stayed in Crouching Tiger Mountain to avenge the killing of his father, and now that the revenge has been avenged, his heart is empty. I don't know what to do.

Li Muchan said softly: "Let's go down the mountain, after going down the mountain, start again."

"I" Wen Zhengliang hesitated.

Huer left his familiar surroundings and started anew, although he was not lacking in wisdom and stoic, he could not help but be afraid and hesitate.

Li Muchan said solemnly: "The big boss is dead, and the bald man will be destroyed sooner or later, if you don't leave now." Death is not far off. ”

Okay, go down the mountain!" Wen Zhengliang nodded vigorously.

The two were about to go down when suddenly a long howl came.

The whistling sound was like rolling spring thunder, rumbling, slow and dull, everyone's ears were numb, and the blood around them was surging, and they could no longer move their hands.

When the whistling began, the person was still far away, and when the whistling stopped, the person was already at the foot of the mountain.

Li Muchan frowned, this person's skill is so deep that he is far inferior.

He turned his head to look at Wen Zhengliang, who shook his head in confusion.

The two came to the entrance of the stairs on the mountain, but saw more than 20 people entangled below, and the rest of the people were either lying on the bluestone steps, or had disappeared, and the stone walls on both sides of the steps were full of serum, which was extremely tragic.

At this time, a trace of red smoke drifted up the mountain steps, and in a blink of an eye, they came to the mountainside and arrived at the place where the two gangs of men and horses were fighting. Suddenly, he stopped, revealing his true body.

But it was a little monk in a brown and red monk's robe, about ten years old, with sword eyebrows flying obliquely, a high nose, and a pair of eyes slightly swollen, revealing a threatening aura.

He tithes: "Amitabha!"

Everyone was shocked, and these four words contained a huge internal force, like a thunderbolt, and everyone's blood was shocked

"Who is the master?" Li Jixian's hair was loose and his eyes were bloodshot.

"The master doesn't dare to be, the little monk feels it. The little monk had an expressionless face, and his eyes drooped. Said slowly: "Heaven has the virtue of a good life, don't kill the donors anymore!"

"Master Xinjue, how can you not avenge the revenge of killing your son?" Li Jixian sighed, and then sneered: "Unless they hand over the people of Meifu!"

"You guy, inexplicable, where did you come from Meifu? We don't have the surname Mei in Crouching Tiger Mountain at all." The thick man slammed his long stick and shouted in a rough voice.

Li Jixian sneered: "If you want me to believe, go up the mountain and search!"

"Let go of your mother's stinky fart!", the little stout man scolded, angry, and shook the long stick: "Come on." Fight three lilies again!

"Amitabha!" the monk announced another Buddha horn, which shook everyone's blood and energy. It's hard to speak.

His eyes were like blades, slowly swept over everyone, landed on the second master, and said slowly: "I heard that there is a Crouching Tiger Temple on your mountain, and there is a monk in the temple, yes or no?"

The heart of the second master was tight, and he felt that the monk's eyes were calm, and he was a little strangely calm, as if there was no trace of human feelings, and he couldn't help but feel cold.

He took a breath, settled down, and said, "The master is looking for our boss?"

"The master?" the monk muttered. Nodding: "You big boss can make King Kong Finger?"

"Our big boss will be in the golden net!" the second master nodded, hesitated, and asked, "The master is from the Landa Temple?"

Monk Xinyan nodded, showed a hint of a smile, and said slowly: "Senior Brother Xinwu is really here!"

"Master, the big boss hasn't returned for a long time, I'm afraid it's a little bit," the second master said busily.

The inner monk raised his eyebrows: "What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid that something has happened!" The second master swallowed hard.

The monk stared at him, staring intently. There is no surface building

The second master was chilled, and he hurriedly said: "The big master went to chase a little master, and if he never came back, even if he was bold in the next day, he didn't dare to talk to the master!"

"Go up the mountain!" said the monk lightly, turning into a light smoke and reaching the mountain in the blink of an eye.

When he disappeared, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, as if a big stone had been removed from their hearts...... If you want to know what happened next, please log in, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!