All Heavens Start with Lu Xiaofeng

Chapter 131 Heading to Shaolin

A carriage was driving slowly on the snowy ground.

The driver of the carriage was an experienced driver. Even though the road was muddy and rough, the carriage ran very steadily, as if there was no bump at all.

Yu Liancheng was sitting in the carriage with a relaxed expression, and there was a jug of wine beside him.

Sitting opposite him was a haggard bald old man who was none other than Monk Xinmei.

Without a solid body of internal strength as a support, coupled with injuries, he is aging too fast, always giving people a feeling of dying.

Yu Liancheng stared straight at Monk Xinmei with a faint smile on his lips, as if he saw something very interesting.

"Yu Tanyue, are you looking at the old monk?" The monk Xinmei sat upright, clasped his hands together.This person is worthy of being a world-renowned eminent monk. His body skills were crippled, and he was sitting in the same carriage with his enemy, yet he could still maintain his composure.

Yu Liancheng nodded.

Monk Xinmei smiled wryly, "What's so interesting about an old monk who is dying?"

Yu Liancheng smiled and said, "Because I think you are really interesting now."

"You think the old monk is interesting?" Monk Xinmei had never met anyone who said he was interesting in his life.

Yu Liancheng said with a smile: "I have never seen a monk riding a horse in a chariot before, but seeing it now is always a bit strange."

Monk Xinmei said: "A monk is also a human being. He not only has to ride a car, but also has to eat."

Yu Liancheng said: "Then why can't you sit comfortably? Seeing you sitting like this, I can't help but wonder if you have hemorrhoids."

Monk Xinmei's face sank slightly, but this eminent Shaolin monk had nothing to do with him other than saying "Amitabha".After a while, Monk Xinmei couldn't help but said again: "I don't know why Yu Tanyue went to Shaolin Temple?"

"I thought you could keep from asking." Yu Liancheng said with a smile: "But since you asked, I will tell you mercifully that I want to take a look at all the martial arts skills of Shaolin Temple. Shaolin masters have always come to Yada , all living beings are equal, if I think about it, I will not go back and forth in vain."

Monk Xinmei's complexion changed, and he said firmly: "It's absolutely impossible."

Yu Liancheng smiled faintly: "Don't be so decisive, I can make a deal with you."

Monk Xinmei said: "A deal? What deal?"

Yu Liancheng said with a smile: "When you arrive at Shaolin Temple, you will naturally know."

Monk Xinmei's face was still very cold: "Don't even think about it, no matter what kind of deal, Shaolin Temple can't agree to you."

Yu Liancheng just smiled, but didn't explain much.

The carriage continued on its way, and when the sun set, everyone found a quiet inn to rest.

Shaolin Temple's gate rules are strict, Xinmei and the other four disciples eat a simple meal, not only do not talk when eating, but they don't even make a sound.

Yu Liancheng never treated himself badly, so naturally he ordered a few delicate meals and a jug of good wine, and placed them in front of the Shaolin monks, ready to let them watch him eat.

But the food had just been served, Yu Liancheng suddenly paused, and said: "You guys better not eat it, the food is poisonous."

Monk Xinmei looked at Yu Liancheng suspiciously, because he just said that the food was poisonous, but he was still using his chopsticks and drinking.

"Since the food is poisonous, why do you still eat it?" Monk Xinmei frowned, but still waved his hand to make the Shaolin disciples stop.

But Yu Liancheng just said indifferently: "I can eat it, but you can't."

"Uncle, we..."

The four Shaolin disciples hesitated to speak.

They were already injured in Xingyun Manor, and today they had traveled for another day, toiling and running around, their stomachs growling with hunger, how could they not even eat because of a word from the other party.

If this Yu Tanyue wants to say "the food is poisonous" for several days, they will starve to death.

"Don't rush to eat, be careful." Monk Xinmei had been with Yu Liancheng for a while, and he knew that the other party was not someone who would joke about such things.

At this moment, a dog kept by the inn was kicked out by the cook from the back kitchen, barking with its tail between its legs, and seemed to be hungry too.

A monk's heart moved slightly, he picked up a piece of tofu and threw it at a puppy.

The dog didn't have much interest in the tofu, he just took a bite and walked away listlessly.

Unexpectedly, it hadn't gone far, when it suddenly heard a wild bark, jumped up, fell to the ground, twitched for a while, and then remained motionless.

It is indeed poisonous.

And it's still very poisonous, sealing the throat with blood.

Yu Liancheng said with a smile: "It seems that all living beings are equal, at least monks are much nobler than dogs, otherwise it would be monks who died now, not dogs."

Monk Xinmei's face darkened, not because of Yu Liancheng's words, but because of the poison.

A monk with a bad temper has already rushed out, brought the waiter over, and said sharply: "What kind of poison did you put in the vegetables?"

The guy had also noticed this scene before, and was frightened by the monk again, his teeth chattered, and he couldn't speak.

Yu Liancheng couldn't help shaking his head: "Idiot, if he poisoned him, he would have already run away, why are you here to watch the excitement?"

Monk Xinmei shouted: "Go to the kitchen."

The four monks rushed to the kitchen, but they came back quickly and reported to Xinmei: "The cook in the kitchen was also poisoned to death. Someone threw a poisonous centipede into the cooking oil."

Yu Liancheng shook his head and said, "The poisonous centipede stir-fried vegetables, I just said the taste is different."

Monk Xinmei asked suspiciously: "Who is the person who poisoned? There are not many masters who can kill people with snakes and insects."

Yu Liancheng said indifferently: "It's the five-poison boy from Jile Cave in Miaojiang."

Monk Xinmei lost his voice: "How could it be him? What is he doing in the Central Plains?"

Yu Liancheng laughed and said, "Four of his apprentices died because of the golden silk armor, and he came to look for me."

Those four apprentices were actually killed by Ah Fei, but everyone in the world knew that the "Six Absolute Madman" swaggered through the market wearing a golden silk armor and became famous, so the blame was naturally on his head.

Monk Xinmei looked at Yu Liancheng again: "But you...but how can you still eat vegetables and drink? Don't tell me you're not afraid of his poison."

Yu Liancheng nodded: "This bit of poison is really nothing to me."

Monk Xinmei said: "How to deal with the five-poison boy?"

"Although I'm not afraid of his poison, it's disgusting to have such a person following behind. I'll deal with him tonight."

Yu Liancheng looked at Monk Xinmei again, and said with a smile: "As for you, I advise you to get together in the same room and not eat or drink water. Otherwise, I will not be responsible for saving people if you are poisoned."

Monk Xinmei couldn't help but said again: "How are you going to deal with the Five Poison Boys?"

With a smile on his face, Yu Liancheng took a sip of his wine: "The Shanren have their own tricks, so I might as well tell you, my trick is 'fighting poison with poison'."

(End of this chapter)