The descendants of Taiwu are very famous

Chapter 218
Infatuated looking at the thinking woman in front of him, thinking about other things
At the beginning, I heard that Qi Diaochan was tied up with a loud voice, but I didn't expect that she would be so nervous when she learned that something happened to Xiangshu.Sure enough, Sister Dangdang means a lot to the people around her.

But Ning Shuning next to her knew her sister Dangdang very well, and she could tell what kind of ideas she was thinking at a glance.

She walked over anxiously and put her mouth next to Dangdang's ear and asked in a low voice: "Sister Dangdang, your body is like Qi Diaochan's now, but she is still a girl with yellow flowers. You can't be as messy as you used to be in Shaolin Temple."

Dangdang turned his head and glared at his sister, "What are you thinking about, am I this kind of person?"

Ning Shuning pursed her lips and looked at her sister Dangdang angrily.

Dangdang stood up and said to Ning Shuning: "Okay, you stay here for a while, I'm going to meet the current abbot of Shaolin Temple."

After finishing speaking, Dangdang turned around and walked towards the outside of the house.Immediately afterwards, a group of monks in Shaolin Temple saw a rare scene in Shaolin Temple.

A woman with a pretty face is galloping between the roofs of the Shaolin Temple with vigorous strides.

"Bang bang bang" the door of the abbot's room was slammed again and again. "Is Abbot Xin Sui at home?? At home? Open the door."

"Amitabha, how did you get into the Shaolin Temple, this female benefactor?" A male voice with a bit of vicissitudes floated from behind Dangdang.

When she turned around, she found a monk who was about 50 or [-] years old, wearing cassock and monk shoes, standing behind her.

Although the monk looked young, his two long eyebrows were strangely snow-white, hanging down on both sides of his cheeks like two willow branches.

"You are the abbot of Shaolin Temple??" Xiang Dangdang looked at him suspiciously.

The monk clasped his hands together and bowed slightly to the ring, "Amitabha, I am the abbot of Shaolin Temple, what is the role of the female benefactor?"

"Great." Dangdang was overjoyed at once, like a man visiting a brothel, licking his lips and looking up and down.

Zen master Xin Sui felt uncomfortable when he was scrutinized loudly. He coughed and asked again: "Female benefactor, who are you? Shaolin Temple is a place of Buddhism, and there is nothing to do."

Xiang Dangdang withdrew his aggressive gaze, and quickly explained: "Oh, I am Qi Diaochan, the descendant of Taiwu, and I came to your Shaolin Temple to learn exercises."

After listening to the resounding self-introduction, the pupils of Zen Master Xin Sui's eyes shrank suddenly, and a cold air instantly rushed from his tailbone to his brain. "What? You are the descendant of Taiwu!?"

Because of the previous Taiwu, the name of Taiwu is a taboo in Shaolin Temple.

Zen master Xin Sui remembered all the evil things that Xiang Dangdang had done in Shaolin Temple before, and immediately took a few steps back with a face full of vigilance, "Taiwu wants to learn the exercises, just go to the Sutra Pavilion and get them by himself, why come to me?"

Of course, Xiang Dangdang knew that Shaolin Temple martial arts were in the Cangjing Pavilion, but she also knew that the martial arts inside were not very advanced, and some of them were manuscripts and incomplete copies.

The supernatural powers such as Yijinjing and Xiuijing are all in the abbot's mind.

"Abbot, you can't say things like that..." After speaking resoundingly, Xiang Xin followed the Zen master.

But before the sound came close, the heart followed the Zen master's feet on the ground, rubbed it, and flew to the nearby roof with lightness kung fu.

He said with a look of horror: "Tai...Taiwu, I suddenly remembered that there is something urgent and we can talk about it another day. If you have anything to do, you can find Elder Xinzhi." After he finished speaking, he turned back and disappeared across the roof up.

"Why are you running, really, am I so scary?" Dang Dang stood there with a slight frown, thinking.

After thinking about it, Dangdang came to the door of the infatuated room again, and the laughter and laughter inside entered Dangdang's ears as soon as he walked in.

Resoundingly saw that Ning Shuning was infatuated and her son and daughter were fighting crickets yelling.

Dang Dang patted Xin Chi on the shoulder, and told him what happened just now.

"Girl Qi Diao, you said you were the descendant of Taiwu when you went up, so you naturally frightened Abbot Xin Sui." Xinzhi said and took Ning Shuning to the side and walked a few steps, fearing that their words would be disturbed by the two. The child hears.

"The question is, I'm not very loud, so why should they be so afraid of me?" After saying this, the inexplicable voice of the loud voice was a little weak.

"Amitabha, the so-called being bitten by a snake for ten years is afraid of well ropes. Back then, when I was a sister in Shaolin Temple, hehe, now that I think about it, it's really absurd..." Recalling the past, Xinfan showed nostalgia smile.

"Hmm..." Dangdang frowned and thought for a while, then asked again: "The only person in Shaolin Temple who inherits the supreme martial arts is Shaolin Abbot?"

Xinzhi nodded, "Not bad."

"Hmm... It seems that I still have to find a way from my heart." Dangdang turned and walked towards the door while thinking.

Staring blankly at the back of the woman who was going away, he suddenly felt that this scene was somewhat familiar.

"Father!! Come and help me, my cricket has been defeated by Aunt Ning again." The lacquered hunk held a cricket in both hands and shouted at Xinfan.

Hearing his daughter calling him, Xin Chi immediately came over. "Ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai

Looking at the cute little girl jumping there, his eyes were full of kindness, and he thought to himself: "Miss Dangdang, don't worry, I will wholeheartedly raise our daughter."

At this time in the Bodhidharma Hall, Xin Sui was discussing with a group of monks in red cassocks nervously.

"Now the catastrophe of our Shaolin Temple has come, everyone, let's see what to do." Xin Sui said to the senior Shaolin Temple next to him with a sad face.

The atmosphere in the Bodhidharma Hall suddenly became solemn. The people sitting here are all old and have experienced the dark period of Shaolin Temple.

Because of the great reputation of the previous generation of Taiwu descendants, the reputation of Shaolin Temple once plummeted in the martial arts, and was once reduced to the laughing stock of the world. It has finally improved in the past few years, and now there is another Taiwu descendant.

"Abbot, maybe you are overthinking. After all, not every descendant of Taiwu is like that." A monk wearing cassock next to him comforted his head.

Xin Sui, who was sitting cross-legged, shook her head again and again, "That's wrong, you haven't seen the way this girl looks at me, as if she wants to eat my flesh, I also heard that she once stayed with the ringer For a while, I have to guard against it."

(End of this chapter)