Sleeping Arhat

Chapter 292 The Conflict Between the Young Beggars
Kong Zhi clasped his hands together, put them on his lips, and said loudly: "Heroes, now that the battle is clear and the winner has been decided, why don't you all go down the mountain?"

"This is not possible. After going around, there is still no result. Xie Xun and the Dragon Slaying Sword are both rare goods, but whether it is Xie Xun or the Dragon Slaying Sword, they are now in the hands of Shaolin. Then when you held a meeting of heroes What is the conference for?" said a little man less than five feet tall.

The little man nestled in the crowd, was pushed back and forth by the crowd, finally stood up, and everyone looked at him, this man was Cai Xiong, "Short Leg Cai" from Shanxi. Although he was short in stature, he had a loud voice Shocking, and he is bold and righteous, and has a reputation, so he can be regarded as a hero.

"Hehe, isn't it the conflict between the Beggar Gang and Shaolin? It seems that a monk in Shaolin killed his leader, so the entire Beggar Gang issued an order to Shaolin, threatening, 'Either hand over Cheng Kun, or the two factions will fight each other. Life and death, separate the high and low', that's why Shaolin came up with such a stupid move." Among the heroes, another old man in his fifties said.

"I have to say that Shaolin's trick is brilliant. Using the guise of the hero meeting, it not only dispelled the trick of the beggar gang, but now no one can break the hand of the three monks. It not only shocked the heroes of the martial arts, but also made Shaolin famous. Xie Xun and The dragon-slaying knife fell into the hands of Shaolin, and everyone has nothing to say." Situ Qianzhong squinted his eyes, shining with wisdom, and said in a humorous and weird tone.

"This trick is perfect, but... I'll count, one...two." Situ Qianzhong broke his fingers, and suddenly his eyes rolled. He figured it out, and said: "This is killing three birds with one stone." , oh no, kill four birds with one stone."

After the heroes heard this, their hearts felt cold, and their backs felt cold. Thinking about it at this moment, they all thought that Shaolin was very sophisticated.

"Old Situ, what are you talking nonsense about!" An old monk in the Bodhidharma Hall was full of anger, and he took a step forward and shouted. His right hand pointed to Cai Xiong and the old man in fifty, "You too, don't talk nonsense, otherwise today A compassionate Bodhisattva will also become a wrathful Vajra."

"Only allow people to do it, don't let people talk about it, tsk tsk." Situ Qianzhong slammed his mouth, his tone was very mocking, he suddenly sighed, opened his mouth to say something, but saw his mouth move twice He fell down, sank again, and stopped speaking, as if he was very afraid of the Shaolin sect.

"According to me, there is no need for Shaolin to be like this. The world's martial arts come from Shaolin. The supreme position of martial arts must belong to Shaolin. Who can snatch it away?" At this time, he added fuel and vinegar to the surrounding heroes.

"Shaolin has evil intentions. The monks in the temple killed other gang leaders. Shaolin has always claimed that Buddhism is profound, compassion is universal, and it is good for the world, but there is no explanation. Other gangs dare not speak out. I don't think the two beggar gangs are necessarily Shaolin. Opponent, this Shaolin Temple hero meeting is not very interesting." After Fan Yao finished speaking, Zhou Dian also yelled loudly, as if he was afraid that others would not hear him.

Kongzhi was sad in his heart, but his face looked normal, he said: "Benefactor Zhou Dian, since the competition has been divided, it is because the master of your sect is not as skilled as others, and the words of Benefactor Zhou are sharp and vicious, so he slandered me Shaolin. I lost the contest, so I used this to vent my dissatisfaction."

"Let's go, let's go, let's all go down the mountain, and then go back to our houses, find our mothers, we are all fucking idiots, we are all fooled by Shaolin when we come up to the mountain. The prestige is taken by others, the reputation is won by others, and the magical weapons are also theirs." Zhou Dian waved his hands to let everyone leave, while howling loudly.

"No, Shaolin has to give us an explanation, otherwise everyone won't leave." The heroes were also angry, and everyone rushed all the way to come here. In the end, Xie Xun didn't see the real person, and neither did the dragon sword. Shadow, both ends are not fished, both ends are empty.

Kong Zhi saw that the crowd was furious, his heart was not good, and he exhausted his inner strength, and when he uttered a word, his voice resounded in the ears of all the heroes, and there was a sudden silence in the field, and all the heroes were shocked. : "Amitabha, everyone's emotions are unstable now, everyone should go down the mountain to rest first, we have a fast meal, and then sit down and discuss the Tao."

Meng Yi looked around at the disciples of the Beggar Clan behind him. They all came from Quzhou all the way. Everyone was brave and full of enthusiasm. This trip was to catch Cheng Kun and avenge the leader of the Clan. What face is there to face the dead gang leader, the gang leader's widow, and other brothers who are eagerly awaiting the beggar gang.

Meng Yi raised his right hand and flicked his palm forward lightly, leading a group of disciples of the Beggars' Clan towards Shaolin aggressively.

The crowd stepped forward a few steps and confronted the Shaolin monks. Meng Yi looked at Kong Zhi, then at the three monks resting with their eyes closed by the pine tree, bowed to the heroes, and said: "Everyone The martial arts are of the same family, my Beggar Gang came to Shaolin this time, and your purpose is different from yours."

"Everyone is here for Xie Xun and Dragon Saber, and we didn't intend to participate in any hero conference, but since we are in Shaolin, we have no choice but to participate, so as to add some excitement and highlights to this grand event, and not be slandered by others , Laughing at my gang of beggars for being cowardly and cowardly, there is no one in the gang, and no one dares to fight on stage."

"Today, thousands of disciples of my beggar gang, including me, the leader, are all determined to die. Either Shaolin will give an explanation, or the two sides will fight to the death. I will lose, but the battle is not over yet. Elder, you will bring a hundred thousand soldiers from the Beggar Clan to the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, destroy Shaolin, and take revenge for us."

Meng Yi's mouth is full of beads, his aura is terrifying, and his eyes are full of killing intent and resolute determination. He is usually gentle and humble, but now he is like a tiger in the mountains, full of gloomy killing intent, ready to kill The enemy pounces.

Kongzhi looked troubled, his eyes sank, and he looked at the wretched old monk in a dark way, only to see the old monk closed his eyes and said nothing, chanting the Buddha's name in his mouth, rolling a rosary in his hand, with a look of compassion.

Seeing the appearance of Cheng Kun, an eminent monk, Kong Zhi felt a little disgusted, but because Kong heard that the abbot had fallen into Cheng Kun's hands, and he didn't know where Cheng Kun hid him, he couldn't try to rescue him.At this moment, seeing Cheng Kun's benevolent and hypocritical face like an eminent monk, he felt sick in his heart.

"Then what are you going to do?" Seeing that Cheng Kun didn't answer, and all the heroes were watching the play, he couldn't answer, so he asked in a low voice.

"Hand over Cheng Kun." Meng Yi sharpened his eyes and said coldly.

"Hand over Cheng Kun, hand over Cheng Kun." Afterwards, all the disciples of the Beggar Clan also shouted loudly.On the mountain peak, the sound of climbing time is thunderous and deafening.

(End of this chapter)