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Chapter 101 The Ancestral House (1)
Lu Jian chased and called, but Ning Ning never turned back.After chasing for two miles like this, the mountain road became more and more tortuous, and the journey was extremely difficult.His legs were sour and heavy like vinegar. He suddenly kicked a vine and fell down. When he got up, Ning Ning was nowhere to be seen.

Lu Jian was burning with anxiety: "Miss Ning is heartbroken, will she commit suicide?" Thinking of this, I don't know where the strength came from. There are no traces of people.There is such a huge Tianzhu Mountain, and I don't know where the girl went.

Lu Jian supported the tree, coughing again and again, secretly resenting his poor health: "I don't know how many days I have to live. Alas, I hate to die, but I have many things to worry about." He coughed for a while, and coughed up again. Blood, Lu Jian smiled wryly, thinking that he could not protect himself, how could he control others?But after thinking about it, I thought again: "If there is no Miss Ning, my bones are already cold. Now that she has suffered a catastrophe, how can I abandon her?" Thinking about cheering up, he moved forward with the help of trees, rocks and rocks.

After walking aimlessly for about a while, Lu Jian's legs were as heavy as lead, and his mind gradually became confused. Only one thought lingered: "Where is Miss Ning? Where is Miss Ning..." At this moment, a bell rang, shaking the mountain Danggu, with a long aftertaste.Lu Jian's mind was cleared, and he walked unconsciously following the sound, passing through a valley, and suddenly saw green mountains, flowing springs spraying beads, and a majestic ancient temple surrounded by mountains and rivers.

When Lu Jian saw the water, he suddenly felt thirsty. When he walked to the edge of the water, he was about to lean over. Suddenly, his eyes became dizzy, and he plunged into the spring water...

I don't know how long it took, but the bell rang again.Lu Jian came to his senses, opened his eyes, and saw an ugly face with a bright head, long snow-white eyebrows hanging down to his cheekbones, a straight and full nose, but now only half of it remained, a scar like a blood-red earthworm, From nose to mouth, pull a face askew.

Seeing him waking up, the weirdo was overjoyed and grinned, making it even uglier.Lu Jian was surprised and said, "Who are you?"

The man waved his hands wildly and smiled. Seeing his strange behavior, Lu Jian felt startled.Seeing his gray robe and bald head again, he was dressed like a monk, thinking of the temple he saw before he passed out, he thought that this man must be a monk in the temple, if he passed out by the spring, he might be rescued, so he solemnly said: "Thank you, Master, for your help. "

The old monk stared at him for a while, then picked up two black corn buns from the side, and brought them to Lu Jian's mouth. Three parts of the corn buns were flour and seven parts were chaff. He spit it out.

The old monk was stunned, waved his hand, and a gust of wind rushed out the door.Lu Jian was puzzled, wanted to get up, but felt weak.

After a while, I suddenly smelled the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, and in a blink of an eye, the old monk walked in quickly, holding a large bowl of hot white rice porridge, came to the bed, and fed it into his mouth with a spoon.Lu Jian tasted half a sip, but felt that the taste was sweet, mixed with finely ground lotus rice, and the syrup in the porridge was made from sweet-scented osmanthus honey, which had a rich aroma besides the sweetness.

Seeing Lu Jian swallowing, the old monk opened his mouth and laughed straight away. At this moment, Lu Jian realized that there was only half of the tongue left in the old monk's mouth, and suddenly realized: "It's no wonder he doesn't speak, but he is dumb." The old monk didn't know why. He cut off his tongue, and couldn't help feeling deeply sympathetic.

Old Seng Hun just spooned the sweet porridge into Lu Jian's mouth.Lu Jian's spleen and stomach were poor, so he was already full after eating half a bowl, and said, "Master, this disciple is full." The dumb monk rolled his eyes and still spooned the rice porridge into his mouth. Feeling full of chest and abdomen, he had to say again: "Master, I'm full."

The dumb monk still didn't hear anything, and sent another spoonful of porridge with a smile.Lu Jian had no choice but to keep his mouth shut. The dumb monk couldn't bring it in. He turned the bowl around and ate the rest of the rice porridge, then turned around and went out again.

Lu Jian lay down for a while, and suddenly heard a clicking sound.He had a full stomach and regained some energy, got up and moved to the door, and saw the dumb monk chopping firewood.It was only now that Lu Jian realized that this place was a firewood house, no wonder it was so simple.Looking up and looking again, there are double eaves and overlapping buildings all around, the weather is strict, and the houses are shaded by locust trees, spreading like emerald clouds.

Lu Jian looked at it for a while, then sat down on the threshold, contemplating what he had encountered for several days, with sadness in his chest, he couldn't help sighing softly.When I was sad, I suddenly heard the sound of "thump, thump, thump" footsteps, looked up, four monks walked over with sullen faces, one of the monks rushed ahead, snatched the mute monk's hatchet, and pushed him down with one palm, The four monks gathered around, punching and kicking together, "Puff puff puff" sound.

Shocked and angry, Lu Jian leaned over and grabbed two sticks of firewood, hitting the backs of the two monks. The two monks felt numb in pain, turned around and rushed towards Lu Jian.Lu Jian had repeatedly faced the enemy, and he remained calm in the face of danger. He stretched out his hands, grabbed the wrists of the two monks, and performed the "Heavenly Tribulation Controlling Military Technique". The two monks jumped out one from the left and the other from the right. Wah wah screamed.

The remaining two monks heard the yell, released the mute monk and rushed forward.Lu Jianning stood still, watching his approach, and stretched out his palms left and right, right under the elbows of the two of them. The two of them spun like a spinning top, and with a "plop", they sat down on the ground.

The four monks got up in a panic, and one of them said angrily, "Who are you, why did you beat someone?" Lu Jian raised his voice, "I should ask this question, why are you beating someone?" The monk was full of anger, With a bah sound, he turned around and left, and the other three monks also spit in unison and followed behind.

The four monks came suddenly and left suddenly, Lu Jian was puzzled, looked at the dumb monk, and was startled again, but saw that he was covered in mud, but he picked up the hatchet again and started chopping firewood as if nothing had happened.Lu Jian couldn't help asking: "Old man, are you not hurt?"

The dumb monk ignored him and kept chopping firewood.Seeing that he behaved as usual, Lu Jian thought, "What kind of temple is this? Why are the monks in the temple beating people indiscriminately?"

Just as he was wondering, he suddenly heard yelling, and looking around, a dozen or so monks rushed over with sticks and surrounded him. A middle-aged monk with a red face shouted sharply: "Who are you? How did you sneak into the temple?" here?"

Lu Jian said truthfully, "I fell ill and passed out by the spring. This master rescued me." The middle-aged monk saw that his face was sallow, his pupils were dull, and there was a cloud of black gas between his eyebrows, as if he was dying of illness.He froze for a moment, his expression slowed down, and suddenly he heard a young monk say: "Senior Brother Xinwu, this old idiot has no idea why he brought a lame wild wolf into the temple last time, and ended up biting Junior Brother Xinzang. The next time I brought a stranger into the temple, I don’t know if it’s good or bad.”

Lu Jian sneered and said, "Is it good or evil for you to beat an old man?" Xin Wu frowned, then turned his head and said, "Xin Yuan, are you beating the old idiot again? Didn't the abbot tell you not to beat him?" gone."

Xinyuan was the leader of the previous four monks. At this time, his anger still persisted, and he said loudly: "Brother Xinwu, you don't know. A few days ago, there was a robbery in Xiangji's kitchen, and Su Bazhen, the abbot, and Xue, the uncle of Xingzhi, were lost. Bud tea, square persimmon cake, and jade grits soup from Uncle Xingming. The worst thing is that Uncle Xinghai has always been in poor health and needs Liuhe ginseng soup to take care of him. This soup is steamed six times and filtered seven times. Because of this, the brothers in the kitchen were punished by Uncle Xingming, and each was beaten a hundred feet. We were not angry and waited all night. Not only did we get nothing, but the dim sum and tea soup were still lost. So everyone was suspicious, some said that the great fox came, and some said that it was a ghost. But I was a little suspicious, how could these evil spirits come to the ancestral court of the Zen sect of the Sanzu Temple..."

Xinwu nodded and said: "That's true." Xinyuan was praised by him, and his tone became more and more passionate: "Brother also knows that this old idiot has always been sneaky. I was a little suspicious of him, but I just suffered from no evidence. Just now Fortunately, Junior Brother Xintong saw him sneak into the kitchen and stole the sweet-scented osmanthus and lotus seed soup prepared by Uncle Xinghai. This time, he got the stolen goods. He caused us to be beaten, so what's wrong if we beat him back? "After speaking, he took two steps forward, picked up the large white porcelain bowl from the ground, held it up to the tip of Xinwu's nose, and said with a sneer, "Here are the stolen goods, senior brother, please take a look."

Xin Wu sniffed, the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus still remained in the bowl, and said with a sneer, "Sure enough, it's sweet-scented osmanthus lotus seed soup, the old idiot is really a thief, I need to let Uncle Minghui know, so we can make a decision."

Lu Jian was overwhelmed with surprise: "What a coincidence, I came to the Sanzu Temple?" Looking at the dumb monk, his heart sank again: "I knew that soup was stolen, so I wouldn't eat it. This old man is a thief. It's for me, how can he be punished?" Raising his voice, Xiang Xinwu called out: "This master, can we discuss it?"

Xin Wu said: "What are you discussing?" Lu Jian said: "This master stole the lotus seed soup, but I ate it. He is old and can't stand torture. If you want to punish him, just punish me."

Xinwu looked him up and said with a sneer, "You are really kind. According to the temple rules, those who violate the precept of stealing will be hit with thirty sticks first. Seeing that you are sick, don't say thirty sticks, two or three sticks are enough. I can’t bear it. Besides, whether to punish or not, I don’t care, it’s up to the Discipline Academy to decide.”

Lu Jiandao: "Then let me discuss it with the master of the Discipline Academy." Seeing his stubbornness, all the monks were surprised, Xinwu frowned and said, "Forget it, you look at them, I'll go to the Discipline Academy to report." up.

A group of monks stood on sticks, staring at each other.But the dumb monk didn't realize it, and just raised his knife to chop wood.Xin Yuan sneered and said: "Old fool, why are you still chopping firewood? Be honest, and you will see me after a while." Seeing the dumb monk chopping firewood, he felt annoyed, raised his stick, and went to sweep him upright. Unexpectedly, the firewood looks weak, but it seems to grow out of the ground. My heart sweeps it twice, and it doesn't move.The dumb monk raised his head and grinned at him.

Xin Yuan was originally a Huogong monk in the monastery, he did not practice Zen principles, and had a rough temper. When he saw the dumb monk laughing at him, he got angry from his heart and spat: "Old idiot, how dare you laugh at your grandpa?"Lu Jian stood nearby, stretched out his fingers slantly, picked up the wooden stick, and the stick was immediately released from his hand because of the heat in his heart.He didn't know why, and exclaimed: "Little bastard, Sapo, let's stand shoulder to shoulder!"

The monks yelled, swung their sticks and rushed forward. Lu Jian was about to resist, but suddenly a sense of fatigue surged up. Seeing the sticks being swung, he suddenly couldn't lift his hands or feet. He was hit by two sticks in a row and fell over on the ground.

Seeing that he had been knocked over, Xinyuan laughed and said: "This old idiot made us suffer from the board, so beat him first to vent our anger." There was only holding his head in his hands and rolling around.

Lu Jian's eyes were about to burst, and he didn't know where the strength came from. He pulled himself up suddenly, and stretched his arms to stop the mute monk. For a moment, the stick fell like rain, and it fell on his head and shoulders.The blood in Lu Jian's chest rushed up, and a fishy sweetness rushed to his throat.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a slight warmth in the dantian of his lower abdomen, and immediately a fire-like energy rose up, like a volcano erupting, spreading to the whole body.The monks behind him didn't know what was going on, and their sticks fell one after another, hitting Lu Jian's back, and suddenly there were exclamations. The sticks of the monks were like birds coming out of the nest, scrambling for a long time.The monks were like a kite with a broken string, thrown far away, unable to struggle.

The stick touched his body, but Lu Jian didn't feel the pain, turned around and saw all the monks lying on the ground, all grinning and groaning.He didn't know what happened, so he turned his head and looked again. The dumb old monk was sitting in the corner with his arms folded, laughing loudly, as if he was watching a play.

Lu Jianzheng felt puzzled when a soft cough came from behind the big oak tree a few feet away.Lu Jian was startled, but when he arrived behind the tree, he couldn't see anyone, so he couldn't help thinking: "Could it be that there is an expert hiding behind the tree to help?" Suddenly, he heard a sharp shout: "What happened?" Lu Jian Turning around, Xin Wu and a young monk in white robes hurried over.

Xinyuan didn't wait for Lu Jian to speak, and shouted first, "Brother Xinwu, this thief wants to take the old idiot away, and everyone can't stop him." Seeing that he blatantly turned black and white, Lu Jian was furious.Xinwu believed it, and stared at Lu Jian, with his left palm across his chest and his right hand drooping, forming a fist.

The white-robed monk glanced at everyone on the ground, and sighed together: "Stealing is already a crime, and absconding afterwards and hurting the guardian is a double-devil crime." Lu Jian said angrily, "Master, I..." Before he finished speaking, The white-robed monk suddenly flipped his palm and grabbed his heart.

This attack came suddenly, very viciously, but Lu Jian was not Wuxia Amon, he had already seen through the claws at a glance, and was about to dismantle them, but unexpectedly, the soreness came again sooner or later, Lu Jian Lifting the hand halfway, he felt powerless, the claw of the white robed monk pinched the key point, and the whole body was paralyzed immediately.

"What a move, 'Dragon Claw'!" Xin Wu removed his fist, and said with a cheerful smile, "Junior Xin Kong is making great progress, congratulations."

"Senior brother is too famous." The white-robed monk succeeded in the sneak attack, but he was very puzzled in his heart. Just now when he saw the situation of the monks, he thought that Lu Jian must have amazing skills, so there are many wonders hidden in this move "Dragon Claw" Afterwards, he hit it with a catch, but it was a big surprise.Surprised and suspicious, he muttered: "Brother Xinwu, if it's just stealing food and drink, you can be punished by the Discipline Academy. Now that you have hurt so many fellow disciples, you have to inform the abbot."

Xin Wu knew that this junior brother was young but he was the proud disciple of the head of the Discipline Academy, so he flattered himself and said with a smile: "The poor monk listens to the junior brother." Brother Xinwu is in charge of the kitchen in the monastery, he has the most private rooms, so why should he take it lightly?" Xinwu's face was slightly hot, and he said awkwardly: "Why did the younger brother come to make fun of the poor monk?" Xinkong said with a smile: "How to make fun? I went down the mountain to buy it last month. Ginseng..."

Xin Wu hurriedly said: "That account has already been settled. Good brother, I will prepare two cups of vegetarian wine another day, let's have a good chat." Xin Kong smiled, thinking that you are still knowledgeable, so you don't want to talk about it, and bowed down I inspected the monks personally, but I saw that all the muscles and bones were sore and weak, and there was no strength.Xinkong couldn't figure it out, he became suspicious, stared at Lu Jian and said, "What martial arts did you use?"

Lu Jiandao: "I didn't use martial arts. I couldn't see them beating this old man, and blocked two blows with my body, but I don't know why they became like this."

Xinkong couldn't help laughing, and asked: "So, they hurt you when they hit you?" Lu Jian said, "Just now I heard someone coughing behind that tree, maybe it was the hand of that person."

Xinkong and Xinwu looked at each other and smiled, both of them had ordinary thoughts: "This man looks honest, but he can make up some nonsense to deceive people." At that moment, Xinkong called a few disciples from the Discipline Academy and locked Lu Jian with iron chains. After that, he asked someone to help the injured disciple, escorted the mute monk, and went to the abbot together.The dumb old monk was always ignorant, looking left and right, not knowing why.

When he arrived at the abbot, Xinkong reported first, and then led everyone in.The walls inside the abbot are empty, except for one couch and a few tables.Burn a burner of incense on a low sandalwood table, make a pot of tea, grind an inkstone, and spread out a scroll of scriptures.A few days later sat an old monk with half-white beard and hair, clean and kind, and on his left sat an old monk with a burly physique and sharp eyes.

Xin Kong first talked about the consequences of the previous relationship, and naturally used the theory of heart fate. From his words, Lu Jian heard that the old monk Qing Huang was the abbot of Sanzu Temple Xingjue, and the burly old monk was Xingming, the head of the Precepts Academy.

Xingjue remained calm, listened silently, and said: "Bring the wounded." Xinwu brought Xinyuan in front of him, Xinyuan's teary eyes, crooked mouth and drooping eyes, looked very pitiful.Xingjue put his hands on his meridians, raised his long eyebrows, looked surprised, thought for a while, stretched out his palms and pressed on the top of his head, but felt a sudden jump in the "Baihui" acupoint, and a rush of heat flowed away All over the body, suddenly sour and itchy, "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Xingming had a violent temper, and upon seeing this, he shouted: "Evil barrier, how dare you act presumptuously in front of the abbot?" Xin Yuan was so frightened that his face turned pale, he forgot that his body could move, his legs became weak, and he fell to his knees.

"Don't blame him." Xingjue shook his head, and said slowly, "He was struck by someone's vigorous force on the five viscera and vibrated the strange meridian, so he was paralyzed. sign."

Xingming looked a little slow.Xingjue said again: "Xinwu, you take the other wounded to Xingzhi's younger brother Xingzhi in the Pharmacist Academy, pass on my decree, and ask him to treat him." Xinwu understood the decree and went.Xingjue looked at Lu Jian in a blink of an eye, and remained silent for a while.Xing Ming couldn't help shouting: "Abbot, please give me instructions on how to decide on this matter!"

Xingjue smiled slightly, and said: "Brother is the head of the Discipline Academy, in charge of punishment. Tell me first, how to decide?" Xingming said: "In my opinion, the deaf-mute monk has repeatedly violated the precept of stealing, so he should be severely punished with thirty sticks. As an example to others. As for this young man, he dared to attack and hurt our monks, but because he is not from this temple, he should be tied up with a rope and handed over to the government for disposal."

(End of this chapter)