Tianlong's scourge of martial arts

Chapter 11 Practice

In the Daxiong Hall, a large number of believers burn incense and worship Buddha.

With a smile on the corner of Zhang Feng's mouth, he came to stand in front of the Buddha, muttering with his eyes closed as if he was chanting scriptures.

"Master, my old man passed away from illness, and I want to invite a good monk to perform rituals at home, please help me!" A middle-aged man with the appearance of a butler quietly gave a fat intellectual a little silver.

"This... alright! Even if I pull my skin off, I want to invite a master with strong Buddhist teachings for my husband." Fat Zhike said.

"Thank you so much, master!" the housekeeper said gratefully.

Zhang Feng opened his eyes immediately, glanced at the housekeeper and walked over.This is the kind of person he was waiting for in the Daxiong Palace.

"Ahem!" Zhang Feng coughed pretendingly, attracting their attention.

Zhike was taken aback immediately, and quickly retracted his hand as if he had been electrocuted, but when he saw Zhang Feng, he was immediately relieved.

"Hey, it turned out to be Senior Brother Xu Yun. I just realized that Senior Brother should be beaten!" The Zhike stretched out his big fleshy palm, and lightly patted his chubby face with a smile.All the monks in Shaolin Temple know that this little monk Xuyun is very kind and easy to get along with, so everyone jokes with him.

"Don't be ridiculous, by the way, I just heard that you are looking for an eminent monk to do things?" Zhang Feng asked knowingly.

"Extremely extreme! Could it be that senior brother wants to make a move." Fat Zhike nodded and said.

"Do you think I can do it?" Zhang Feng gave Fatty an angry look. He was only 13 years old. Even if others wanted to invite him, the monks in Shaolin Temple would not agree, and he had never learned how to do things.

"When it comes to Buddhism, who can compare with the ancestors of the Xuan family. However, most of the ancestors of the Xuan family are studying Buddhism in seclusion, so it is difficult to invite them." Zhang Feng paused and continued: "In the Hui generation, When it comes to Buddhism, my teacher is one of the best, of course I don’t know if the old man would agree to it!”

This fat man is very clear in his heart. Seeing what Zhang Feng said, he naturally wouldn't tear him down.He patted his head lightly, and said somewhat annoyedly: "Look at me, why have I forgotten Master Hui'an, who in the temple does not know that Master Hui'an is strong in Buddhism. If he does things to save the souls of the dead, he will guarantee a good pregnancy in the next life. "

Zhang Feng and the fat man asked and answered, the butler's eyes lit up immediately, he grabbed Zhang Feng's hand, and said, "Little brother, can you introduce me to the commander? I am very grateful!" He said and took a piece of silver Secretly put it in Zhang Feng's hand.

"Hmph! Benefactor, do you know that your behavior has seriously insulted the poor monk's personality?" Zhang Feng put the money back into the butler's hand, his face darkened.

The key point is to look at Zhang Feng seriously to confirm that he is not pretending, and then he apologizes with a smile on his face: "I'm sorry, little master, it's my fault, my fault." "This is the real master" I am looking forward to Zhang Feng's master more and more.

The housekeeper talked all kinds of things, and the fat man was persuading him, so Zhang Feng's expression softened a little, and he said: "The monks are merciful, and it is a good deed to save the souls of the dead. My master has no reason to refuse!"

"Master, someone is looking for you outside." Zhang Feng walked into the meditation room and said to Hui An.

Huian nodded and walked out.

"Hui An, poor monk, I don't know what this benefactor wants to do with this poor monk?" Hui An clasped his hands together and said.

"It's like this. The old lady passed away in the lower mansion, and I want to invite the eminent monk to practice in the mansion. I had a few conversations with Master Xuyun in the Daxiong Palace before, and found that his conversation is extraordinary and the Dharma is profound. I admire Master Xuyun in my heart, but I admire the master even more. And Master Xuyun said that the master's Dharma is profound and compassionate, so... that's why I want to invite the master to come to the mansion to practice!" The butler said that he picked the best ones, and gave Hui'an a high hat.

Everyone likes to hear good things, and Hui'an is no exception.

Hui'an was ready to reject what he said earlier, and there is a special person in charge of the practice.But what is behind is that the Dharma is profound and compassionate. If I refuse, wouldn't it mean that I am not good at Dharma?Have no compassion in your heart?So he nodded with a strange face.

Zhang Feng gave Feng Lin a wink calmly.

"Master, you are going to do something, can you bring us along, so that we can see and see." Feng Lin said understandingly.

"Your homework...that's fine! If you're not a teacher, you won't be able to calm down even if you are mischievous." Hui'an nodded and agreed.The Feng brothers are not like Zhang Feng, their youthful nature will not be erased so easily.

"Master, when are we going to leave?" Although the butler was anxious, he didn't dare to urge the eminent monk in front of him.

"The poor monk still needs to arrange things. How about leaving tomorrow morning?" Although Hui'an was asking the housekeeper, his tone was unquestionable. After all, he still had some words in his heart that the housekeeper used to run on him.

In the evening, Zhang Feng called the Feng brothers to the empty place behind the mountain, and said, "I'm not going to come back when I leave tomorrow." He watched the two brothers quietly.

"Our brothers have made an oath a long time ago to follow Brother Feng to the death. We will go wherever Brother Feng goes!" Feng Lin said firmly.

"Brother is right." Feng Shan nodded.

Zhang Feng looked a little good-looking, and said: "Since you are following me, you must be mentally prepared. Tomorrow Shaolin Temple, I will teach six guys a lesson!" Zhang Feng looked at the Feng brothers indifferently.

"Teach the six people a lesson? No problem!" Feng Shan patted his chest, not ambiguous at all.

"What about you?" Zhang Feng looked at Feng Lin and said coldly.

"Fuck, even if it's Brother Feng who tells me to kill someone, I'll do it anyway, and I won't be soft." Feng Lin nodded heavily.

"Okay!" Zhang Feng suddenly showed a smile.

"Brother Feng, who are we going to teach tomorrow? How did they offend you?" Feng Lin asked suspiciously.After so many years in Shaolin Temple, he didn't know who had offended Zhang Feng, and there were so many people.

"There's nothing to show off, so let's not talk about it!" Zhang Feng narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Okay, now I'm going to start talking about my plan. Don't eat two steamed buns when you have breakfast tomorrow. In this way, the three of us will be six yuan together, and then I will put the drug in it for the six people Eat." Zhang Feng said.

"Didn't they offend you? Would they eat it?" Feng Lin asked.

"Don't worry, they will eat it, but I'm not sure that everyone will eat it. If three people eat it, then our plan is almost successful." Zhang Feng said.

"Why?" Feng Shan asked.

"The three of us each get a piece of cloth, and I'll pour the drug on it. If anyone doesn't take it, you cover their mouths and noses secretly with the cloth, and they will faint within three breaths." Zhang Feng said.

"No problem!" The Feng Brothers nodded. They didn't mean to kill people, so they dared to do so.

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