My son A Fei has the appearance of a sword master

Chapter 188 Going to Shaolin

In the hall, Lin Xian'er and Guo Shaoyang's group were all present, and You Longsheng stood beside Xu Rulin calmly.

Occasionally, the eyes that look at Lin Xian'er no longer have the obsession, only a subtle complexity.

Lu Di, the "White Swordsman" who had been identified as a member of the Demon Cult, was standing on the side of the hall with a group of young warriors, chatting softly.

Lu Di's appearance can be said to be extraordinary, and his martial arts skills are also very good. Among the rising stars in the world like Li Yuan, he is considered to be a relatively outstanding presence.

But he has always been very low-key, basically following the crowd in his actions, and never taking the initiative to express any opinions. He will neither be ignored nor be too noticeable.

"Shaolin Master Xinmei has arrived."

As the concierge's voice sounded outside the hall, the hall suddenly became quiet, and Lin Xianer, Guo Shaoyang and others stood up to greet the door.

Lin Xian'er, as the host, walked in front side by side with Guo Shaoyang, who was temporarily in charge, and was regarded as the leader.

Jianghu is the most complicated circle, but sometimes it is very simple.

In addition to qualifications and reputation, the most important thing in the world is force.

Guo Shaoyang and his party represented the headquarters of Renyi Villa. They had sufficient qualifications and reputation, and they were also the most powerful group among the people present. Naturally, they took the lead.

"Master is here. We are sorry to hear you come from afar. I hope you will forgive me."

Guo Shaoyang met his eyebrows and his companions, cupped his fists and said politely.

"Amitabha, you are so good." He bowed with his eyebrows clasped together and pronounced the Buddha's name. He then looked at Guo Shaoyang and asked, "I wonder who Tan Yue is?"

Guo Shaoyang reported his family status: "I am Guo Shaoyang, and my father is Guo Songyang."

The eyebrow suddenly said: "It turns out that he is the son of the hero Guo of Songyang Iron Sword. I'm glad to meet you."

After Guo Shaoyang expressed from the side that he was in charge here for the time being, Lin Xianer, as the host, turned sideways and invited: "Several masters have come from afar to work hard, please come to the hall to serve tea."

Xinmei said: "Thank you very much, Miss Lin."

When my beloved was seated, a maid immediately offered her tea.

After a symbolic drink of tea, the eyebrows asked Guo Shaoyang: "May I ask Guo Tanyue, where is my nephew now?"

Guo Shaoyang said: "Qin Chong broke into Li Garden at night, used a plum blossom needle to plot against his roommate, and after being blocked, he decisively took poison and committed suicide. All these things are obviously related to the Plum Blossom Thief."

"Therefore, we have not sent Qin Zhong's body to Yizhuang yet. It is currently parked in the utility room of Liyuan, pending further investigation."

Hearing this, the niece sighed sadly and said regretfully: "My nephew has been smart and eager to learn since he was a child, and has extraordinary understanding. He has always been chivalrous and respects his teachers. He is completely different from his father."

"There must be a reason for this evil path. I hope Guo Tanyue and everyone can find out the truth of the matter. If he is really harmed by evil heretics, he must seek justice."

Guo Shaoyang said seriously: "Master, please rest assured, this is the responsibility of Renyi Villa. No matter what, we will never let go of the mastermind behind the scenes."

"The main reason I invited Master here this time is to inquire about Qin Chong's situation in recent years."

He said it tactfully, but everyone present, including Xinmei himself, knew one thing in their hearts.

This time Renyi Villa went to Shaolin not to seek justice for Qin Chong, but to get an explanation from Shaolin.

After all, Qin Zhong is a Shaolin lay disciple and a direct descendant of the Shaolin abbot. He is related to the Plum Blossom Thief, so Shaolin cannot escape the connection.

The eyebrows said helplessly: "Master Qin's nephew had already passed through the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation three years ago and left the army to go down the mountain."

"In the past three years, he has only returned to the mountain once every year during the Double Ninth Festival to visit his mentor and us uncles. He spends his days wandering around."

"As for Senior Nephew Qin's situation, I'm afraid everyone here knows more about it than we do."

"We only know that he has earned the name of the 'Jade Faced Divine Fist' in the world, and he has done several heroic deeds."

Guo Shaoyang asked again: "I wonder if he did anything strange when he returned to the mountain during the Double Ninth Festival this year, or did he mention anything unusual?"

Xinmei shook his head and said: "When Junior Qin's accident happened and we received your call, our senior brothers got together to discuss it, and there was nothing unusual."

Guo Shaoyang nodded noncommittally and said, "So, Shaolin really doesn't know anything about Qin Zhong's affairs."

The eyebrows said: "That's true, but some unusual things have indeed happened in Shaolin in recent years. I wonder if Xiong Shaoxia's injury is serious? The poor monk wants to discuss it with him face to face."

Guo Shaoyang said: "A Bao's injury is not serious. He only needs to be in seclusion for a few days to recover. If it is not necessary, it is better not to disturb him for the time being. The faster he recovers, the better it will be for us."

"Currently, I am the one in charge here. If there is anything, master, please tell me the same thing."

The eyebrows hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded and said: "In that case, I wonder if I can ask Guo Tanyue to take a step to speak?"

"What the poor monk is going to say is our Shaolin's internal secret, and it is not suitable to be disclosed to the public."

"This..." Guo Shaoyang looked at the others hesitantly, and after thinking for a while, he finally stood up and said, "Master, please come with me."

Xinmei and the four Shaolin monks followed immediately. Among the people in the hall, only Lin Xianer, Guo Xiaobing, Ma Xiaoyu, Ma Xiaoming, and Xu Rulin followed.

The others didn't follow him out of self-consciousness, but they started talking about it, guessing whether what they wanted to say was related to the Plum Blossom Thief.

When they arrived at the study, four monks stood guard in front of the door, outside the window, on the roof, etc. to prevent the partition walls from having ears.

Xinmei glanced at the people who were following, and said calmly: "Who are these people who haven't asked me yet?"

Guo Shaoyang introduced them one by one: "This is my sister-in-law. These two are the children of Mr. Tiedidi. This one is the son of the jade-faced Yao Qin swordsman. They are both from my Renyi Villa."

"Master, don't worry, just speak out if you have anything to say, because if there is any major incident, we will not hide it from each other."

"If you need any help from us, there's no need to be polite."

The eyebrows were relieved and said happily: "Renyi Villa is not only filled with talents and experts, but also has many successors. This is the blessing of the Ming Dynasty."

Guo Shaoyang and others smiled. They were very happy to be praised by such a martial arts senior.

There are six great masters in Shaolin, all of whom are famous on the martial arts evaluation list. This Master Xinmei is the second master in Shaolin, ranked 29th on the martial arts evaluation list.

His senior brother, Master Xinhu, the abbot of Shaolin, is ranked twenty-sixth on the martial arts evaluation list.

Among their group of people, only Xiong Abao can win the title of his favorite, and no one else is his opponent.

After praising a few people, he said seriously: "I believe you all know that the richness of the Shaolin Buddhist scriptures is unparalleled in the world. Not only do the Communist Party have many important Buddhist scriptures, but there are also many untold secrets in the martial arts."

Guo Shaoyang nodded and said: "That's true. Even if I have the support of the Sword God and other seniors in Renyi Villa, I dare not say that there are more martial arts classics than Shaolin."

Xinmei continued: "Over the past hundreds of years, there have been countless people in the world who have been greedy and have come to the Shaolin Temple to steal the Buddhist scriptures, but no one has ever been able to do so and escape unharmed." The Rong will kill him if he is angry, but Tibetan scriptures are the foundation of Shaolin, so no matter who dares to have this thought, Shaolin disciples will not hesitate to deal with him to the end."

Hearing what he said, Guo Shaoyang wondered: "Is it possible that there are still people who dare to try to collect Shaolin scriptures today?"

Xinmei sighed: "Not only do some people dare to do it, but they even succeed repeatedly."

Guo Shaoyang was shocked: "What? Shaolin Tibetan Scriptures have been obtained repeatedly?"

He said worriedly: "Yes, in the past two years, the Buddhist scriptures in our temple have been stolen seven times. Except for one "Naiping Heart Sutra", which is a Buddhist scripture, the other six are martial arts secrets, including "Dharma Yi". Jin Jing"."

Guo Shaoyang and others were shocked and moved. No wonder their close friends decided to discuss the matter in private. The theft of Shaolin martial arts scriptures was a huge blow to the prestige of Shaolin.

The most important thing is that if these martial arts scriptures fall into the hands of evil sects, Shaolin will become the sinner of the Ming Dynasty.

I heard Xinmei continue: "The most bizarre thing is these seven thefts. There were no signs beforehand and no clues afterward."

"After the first and second incidents, the military equipment of the Sutra Pavilion was naturally more stringent, but thefts still occurred one after another."

"The third junior brother who was originally in charge of the Sutra Pavilion also took the blame and abdicated, thinking about his mistakes."

"Three days ago, it was the seventh time that scriptures were stolen. This time it was the "Dharma Yijin Sutra" that was stolen. A monk died because of it. He had no scars on his body, only a plum blossom needle on his chest. mark."

Guo Shaoyang frowned and said: "So the master suspects that the Shaolin Buddhist scriptures were stolen by plum blossom thieves."

The eyebrows said helplessly: "Isn't this already obvious? However, the whereabouts of the Plum Blossom Thief are so mysterious that we don't know where to start."

"You called last night to tell us that nephew Qin is probably related to the Plum Blossom Thief. This actually gave us a direction to investigate."

"That's why the poor monk came here all night, hoping to get your help to recover the stolen scriptures from Shaolin."

After listening to Xinmei's words, Guo Shaoyang frowned and said solemnly: "Does Qin Zhong know where the Yi Jin Jing is stored?"

Xinmei said hesitantly: "Logically, it shouldn't be known. Not to mention lay disciples, even ordinary monks are unlikely to know, but... I can't say for sure."

Guo Shaoyang asked in confusion: "What does this mean?"

Xinmei said: "My brothers and I all like this junior very much and have great trust in him. If he is determined to find out where the scriptures are stored, he may not have no chance."

"Songshan is only 900 miles away from Taiyuan. Whether you take a train or a car, you can get there in just a few hours."

"If the scriptures were really stolen by Master Qin's nephew, as long as we find where he stayed, we might be able to recover the scriptures."

Guo Shaoyang was silent. He felt that this hope was slim. According to Shen Feng's inference, the Plum Blossom Thief was not an individual, but an organization.

With the status of a dead soldier like Qin Zhong, even if he stole the scriptures, he would definitely hand them over to the person behind them, and it would be impossible for him to still have them in his hands.

But now that Qin Chong is dead, there is no way to find out who is behind him.

Presumably Xinmei himself understands this, but he can't do nothing. Now they can only do their best.

Seeing that Guo Shaoyang was silent, Xu Rulin said: "Just as the master said, let's check where Qin Zhong stayed first. Even if we are unlucky and fail to find the scriptures, we might be able to find some clues."

Xinmei said: "This is exactly what the poor monk wants. If you want to find out where Qin Zhong is, you have to help, but the poor monk does not have this ability."

At this moment, a clear voice sounded outside the house: "Instead of trying so hard to find out where Qin Zhong stayed, it's better to start from within Shaolin."

"who?"

As soon as those words finished, the monk guarding outside let out a deep shout.

Guo Shaoyang quickly raised his voice and said: "Masters, please don't stop anyone coming."

Xinmei asked: "Who is that person outside?"

Guo Shaoyang said: "His name is Feng Changming. He is the companion of Flying Swordsman Yun Feiyang. He has a mysterious origin, strong martial arts and well-informed information."

"Their investigation into the Plum Blossom Thief is very in-depth. If Brother Feng is willing to help, Shaolin's confidence in recovering the scriptures will be greatly increased."

After listening to Guo Shaoyang's words, Xi Mei decisively said to the door: "Please let Feng Tanyue come in and talk."

He had no doubts about Shen Feng's martial arts, because there were monks guarding outside the house, but the other party could hear their conversation from a long way away. This skill was really unfathomable.

The monk guarding the door opened the door and made an invitation gesture to Shen Feng.

As soon as Shen Feng stepped into the house, Lin Xianer looked surprised and said, "Master Feng, why are you here?"

Shen Feng smiled at her and said warmly: "I found out some new information last night, so I came here to discuss it with you all."

After speaking, he looked at Xinmei and said, "Originally, I was planning to go to Shaolin. Now that Master Xinmei has arrived in person, it's the best thing."

Guo Shaoyang and others looked at Lin Xian'er and Shen Feng with strange expressions, feeling that something was wrong with the two of them.

Although they had already seen last night that Lin Xian'er was a little unusual towards Shen Feng, Shen Feng did not give much response.

They didn't think much about it. After all, they knew very well who Shen Feng was, and Lin Xian'er was also his aunt.

But this time they met, why did it seem that Shen Feng's attitude towards Lin Xian'er was a little different? Could it be that he couldn't control it after all?

Li Mubai likes Yang Yan, his little aunt. Could this guy also be interested in his little aunt?

The key point is that Yang Yan is only twenty-four years old now, but Lin Xianer is already twenty-six or seven, which is a full seven or eight years older than Shen Feng.

What do you guys taste like?

Because things happened relatively quickly before, Shen Feng didn't have time to communicate with Xiong Abao and his party.

Later, together with Li Mubai, it was found that it was actually more advantageous for them not to know the truth. After knowing the truth, it would be easier for them to expose their flaws and arouse the vigilance of the Demon Cult.

Naturally, Xinmei would not pay attention to this kind of thing. He just asked with hopeful eyes: "I wonder if Feng Tanyue found out anything related to Shaolin?"

Shen Feng smiled and said: "Please forgive me for keeping it secret for now. If I say it now, it may cause trouble."

"Everything will be revealed when we get to Shaolin. I will keep the lost scriptures in Shaolin and get them back intact."

Xinmei was refreshed, and he stood up suddenly and said: "In that case, without further delay, let's set off now."

Shen Feng dared to make this guarantee, and he was naturally confident, because the first six Buddhist scriptures stolen from Shaolin were now in his hands.

More than half an hour ago, Lin Xian'er had told him the matter honestly and handed him the scriptures. Only the "Dharma Yijin Sutra" had not yet been sent out.

(End of this chapter)